TWO HORNY SISTERS is the story of a normal American family. They find themselves victims of the ravages of sexual need, and seek release in the heat of each other's body. They have no trouble setting aside the traditional taboo against incest as their lust becomes the most important factor in their lives.
Once they break the taboo, one perversion leads to another until they are enmeshed in a sordid tangle of lasciviousness. Their friends are drawn into the web of carnal delight and their lives are devoted to greater and greater pleasures.
This account of sexual aberration is strictly fictional, but we all know that some of our neighbors and acquaintances are acting out these scenes in their real, every day lives. In these pages, those of us who've had no firsthand knowledge of these practices can get a glimpse of what goes on behind the drawn drapes of middle America.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
"Keep sucking, honey," he said. "It's getting harder."
Myrna Warren opened her jaws wide and sucked vigorously on her husband Paul's cock. Licking his cock usually turned her on, but lately it was more a chore than a pleasure.
She took a deep breath and ran the tip of her tongue over one side of his still-limp shaft and then did the same on the other side of his fuck-stick. At one time his cock would get hard the minute she touched her tongue to it. But they'd been married a long time, many years, and lately it exhausted her to get him stiff.
She clamped her lips over his cockhead and suctioned it into her mouth. When she would finally get him hard, she was cooled down, but they fucked whether she was ready or not. In the Warren marriage, getting turned on was for Paul. Myrna was supposed to be ready twenty-four hours a day.
Now Paul groaned as he lifted his ass off the mattress. "It's getting there, hon. Keep sucking."
She sucked. She loved him and wanted to keep him happy, but their sex life wasn't doing much for her lately. Now she pursed her lips and sucked a few inches of his stalk into her mouth.
She thought about other things as she swirled her tongue over his pisser. They had a nice family and a lovely home. Jeff was a teenager and had never given them a moment's trouble. And young Lilly was her parents' pride and joy.
Unlike her brunette mother, Lilly was a tiny blonde with white skin and huge blue eyes. Myrna knew the girl was completely innocent too. She went to church regularly and even helped teach a Bible class to younger children.
She was studying to be a cheerleader at the high school and had shown little interest in dating, for which Myrna was grateful. Lots of girls Lilly's age were wild and slept around, but Lilly seemed more interested in wholesome activities.
Jeff was adorable and growing up fast. It seemed that every month he grew out of his clothes. He looked more and more like his father with his sandy hair and brown eyes. And his body was good. Just like Paul's had been when they'd gotten married.
Not that Paul's body wasn't still good. It was lovely and Myrna found him sexually very attractive. Still, their sex life was getting a little boring.
She shivered, sucking Paul's dick into her widely stretched lips. She thought about Jeff and the day she'd passed his room and seen him jerking off on his bed. She'd felt her cunt moisten at the sight but had later scolded him for not closing his door.
"Your aunt and uncle will be here soon and you don't want them seeing you doing that, do you?" she'd said.
Myrna didn't mind having Paul's sister and brother visit them. Donna was good company and she felt sorry for the girl. It was hard being a young girl nowadays. Donna was in her early twenties and wasn't married. For some reason she'd never had luck with men. Myrna didn't know why. She was certainly pretty enough. She'd been bouncing from one dumb job to another since she graduated from high school and now she was visiting them in an attempt to find herself.
Thank God I'm past all that, Myrna thought as she squeezed Paul's balls and sucked his cock-knob. I'm glad women's lib wasn't around when I was Donna's age. Girls now have so many demands made on them. Get married, have a career, raise children! Jesus, what does the world want from them!
She felt Paul's cock stir in her mouth. "Soon, babe, soon," he hissed. "It'll be hard enough soon and we'll fuck. Where do you want it tonight?"
He always asked her that and she always told him she didn't care. "You decide," she said, fluttering her tongue up and down his fuckpole.
That was another ritual with them. He always asked her where she wanted it, but he fucked her where he wanted to fuck her so she'd stopped telling him what she wanted.
She thought about Donna then and felt a surge of love for Paul. She would try and find a husband for Donna while she was staying with them. She'd talk to her girlfriends about it when Paul's brother Cary was gone. He was staying with them until he left for the navy and there was too much excitement in the house now. When Cary was gone, she'd go to work on finding a husband for Donna.
Now she dropped Paul's prick from her mouth and dribbled saliva over his balls. He liked when she sucked his nuts and she liked it too. It turned her on to feel his leathery balls floating around her saliva-filled mouth.
Maybe it was her fault that their sex life had grown stale. It was up to the woman to make things exciting. She should initiate new things for them to do in bed. She'd discussed it with her girlfriends and they'd suggested books she could buy, but she'd felt uncomfortable about bringing them home and even more uncomfortable about initiating anything sexual.
And they always fucked in the same positions. They never did anything new and different. She'd heard about people fucking in the asshole instead of the pussy and she'd once suggested to Paul that maybe they should try it. But he'd laughed and told her only perverts did that kind of thing, not people like them.
She never brought it up again, but the idea did intrigue her. Once in a while she masturbated and snaked a finger into her asshole while she frigged her cunt. It was very exciting and always gave her a particularly good orgasm.
Now his prick throbbed in her mouth and she stroked his saliva-drenched balls as she ran her tongue over the flared rim under his knob. His cock was stiffening, thank God, and soon they'd fuck and she'd be able to go to sleep.
"I think I'll stick it in your sweet cunt," Paul said. "Your sweet tight pussy."
She smiled as she sucked his dick. He loved her cunt even after all these years and two children. Her pussy was still tight and it was because she did special exercises to keep it that way. That was one thing she never forgot to do. Her cunt-muscle exercises. Her older sister had warned her about keeping her cunt tight the night before her wedding and she'd never forgotten it. Even if she didn't get much out of fucking anymore, at least Paul did.
She thought about her brother-in-law then as she slid the ring of her lips all the way down Paul's prick. His cock filled her mouth now that it was almost totally stiff and his cockhair tickled her nose. Cary was only eighteen. But his voice had deepened in the last year and he always looked horny. And more than once she'd found him staring at her tits and ass in a way that made her pussy lubricate.
She wondered if Cary had ever had a fantasy about fucking her. She knew boys his age were obsessed with sex. And sometimes they were attract to older women her age. Not that she was that much older than Cary. But still, she did have a child about his age.
Now Paul rolled over and straddled her tits. He thrust his fuckpole deep into her throat and she kept her mouth open wide to accept his stroking. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply when his cockhead lodged in the back of her throat. She forced herself to relax and not gag. She didn't want to spoil the sucking for Paul. Maybe he would come in her mouth and then she could go to the bathroom and masturbate so she could sleep too. God, I'm getting tired! she thought.
But it was not to be. He stopped thrusting his dick in and out of her mouth and slid back onto the bed. He draped her leg over his hip and guided his cock into her pussy-hole.
Despite the fact that she wasn't turned-on, her pussy was wet and his cock slipped inside easily. She was grateful that her cunt was always wet. That way Paul thought she was turned-on even if she wasn't.
Now his prick parted her cuntlips and he lunged forward as he pushed his cock deep inside her pussy. She rested on one arm and shivered at the full feeling in her gash. She loved when his cock was inside her. Even if she didn't come, she loved being penetrated by his big dick.
They lay side by side and she closed her leg around his ass, pulling him firmly against her as they started fucking. Her cunt-flaps clutched his dick with each stroke and his cockshaft rasped her clit. It felt good. It felt very good, and if she had enough time she would come.
She knew he wouldn't give her the time she needed. His cock rammed in and out of her slit and she could tell he would come soon. He fucked faster and deeper, his teeth clenched as he fought to control his orgasm. "Good fuck, honey!" he grunted. He reached over and grabbed her ass in one big hand as his cock drilled in and out of her snatch. He squeezed her butt and then moved his fingers to her tits, pulling briefly on her nipples.
"Suck my tits," she whispered. "Not now!" he snapped. He fucked her faster then and she knew without a doubt she wouldn't come with him. She needed her tits sucked and she needed her pussy licked and he wouldn't do either if he wasn't in the mood.
"Damn!" she hissed. "Fuck!" he said.
Her pussy gushed cuntjuice and she tried to pull him on top of her, but it was no use. He came then, his prick streaking deep inside her as he dropped his fuck-lava in her hungry cunt.
She clutched his prick and rubbed herself against him in a desperate attempt to get off. It was no use. He let his cock slide out of her cunt, kissed her goodnight and rolled over and fell asleep.
Myrna waited until he was snoring. Then she rose up from the bed and slipped into a robe. She had to be careful now that Donna and Cary were staying with them. She couldn't walk around half-naked, even now when everyone in the house was sleeping.
She'd go to the kitchen and warm some milk. Sometimes warm milk helped her sleep when she was horny. She left the room and went down the stairs to the kitchen, deciding on a cup of hot tea instead of the milk.
She took the tea into the den and sipped it slowly, thinking about her family. When she heard the murmur of voices from the spare bedroom down the hall, she thought nothing of it until she realized Cary must have someone in there with him. Why else would she hear voices at this hour?
The nerve of the kid to bring a girl to their house and fuck her under their roof! She'd just go and listen outside the door and then tomorrow she'd give him a piece of her mind!
Finishing her tea, she tiptoed down the hall to where Cary was sleeping, surprised to find the door part-way open and a dim light on. She leaned against the wall and listened for the voices she'd heard before. A girl giggled and she realized with a start the girl was Donna.
She walked closer and peeked inside the room. Her heart pounded with excitement. Maybe brother and sister were only talking. Maybe they couldn't sleep. But in her heart some sixth sense told her that wasn't it at all. She instinctively knew that Donna and Cary were in bed together.
Her heart pounding wildly, she peeked into the room and sucked in her breath. How wrong she'd been about Donna! The girl was stretched out wantonly on the narrow bed and Cary's face was hidden against her cunt. Brother and sister were naked and Myrna's head pounded as she heard Donna whisper obscenities.
"Suck it good!" the redhead hissed. "Or I won't let you fuck me!"
"Fuck you!" Cary chuckled.
"Get your tongue in there!" Donna said. "Shit, you're too much," Cary said, raising his face away from her cunt and sucking one of the girl's pink nipples into his mouth. Out in the hall Myrna was both shocked and excited. Listening to her sister-in-law with Cary around was thrilling. Maybe that's what I ought to do with Paul, she thought as Cary rubbed Donna's snatch and sucked her nipple. Maybe I ought to be more demanding.
The realization that they were committing incest suddenly struck Myrna and she held her arms across her tits and felt her heart beat. She wondered what Paul would say when she told him. If she told him. Maybe she'd keep it for herself. If Paul found out he might make them leave the house and Myrna realized suddenly she didn't want that. She wanted them herself. Why? She didn't know yet. She couldn't think rationally at this point.
She watched with fascination as Donna squeezed Cary's cock. Myrna now noticed her brother-in-law's prick and it was big. As big as Paul's and very thick around. She moved her hand inside her robe and held her puffy cuntlips, wondering how Cary's cock would feel inside her pussy.
I can't think about that! she thought, stroking a finger over her clit and rubbing frantically ly. I just can't!
But her eyes kept returning to Cary's prick. It looked even thicker than Paul's and his balls were huge and hairy. Her mouth watered at the thought of the jism in his nuts. She always enjoyed a mouthful of thick spunk. Even if she didn't come when they fucked most of the time, she loved swallowing down Paul's man-cream.
Now she listened again as Donna giggled and whispered obscenities to her younger brother. "Fuck me, sailor," she said. "Stick it to your older sister!"
"What're you gonna do when I'm in the navy?" he said, ignoring her words and thrusting two fingers into her cunthole.
"Maybe I'll fuck Paul," she giggled.
Myrna's ears perked up, but she knew the girl was kidding when Cary grabbed her tits and squeezed them tight. "You'll fuck who?" he said.
"Don't be jealous," Donna whispered. "I won't fuck anyone until you come home on leave."
"That'll be the day," he snorted. "Hot-pants Donna!"
"But you know Paul's not my type," Donna said, and Myrna beathed more easily. "It's Jeff who turns me on."
Myrna stiffened again, but Donna giggled. "Only kidding, Cary, dear," she said.
Suddenly the redhead rolled around on the bed and pried open her dark-purplish cunt-flaps. She pulled on the curly wisps of hair surrounding her gash and pursed her lips.
"Well, you're hot for Myrna, aren't you?" she pouted.
"Fuck you!"
"Don't change the subject," Donna giggled. "You're about to fuck me anyway, aren't you? Don't tell me you're not hot for Myrna. You have been for years and you know it. Remember when we used to spy on Paul and Myrna fucking?"
Myrna's blood froze. In the early years of their marriage they'd spent a lot of time with Paul's parents. Cary and Donna had been very young and sometimes they heard the children in the hall when they were fucking. But Myrna never dreamed that the kids were spying on them.
Now Cary once again buried his face against Donna's gulch. "Oh, suck it!" Donna hissed. "I've got a big blast inside me just waiting to get out. Oh, fuck, brother, you suck so damn good! Mow am I gonna stand it when you're away."
Myrna watched Cary lash his tongue over the girl's cunt-meat. She felt faint as she watched the incestuous exchange and she rubbed her cunt and leaned weakly against the wall. Cary was still sucking Donna's cunt. She was both envious and excited, but she wanted to see Donna suck his cock too before she went back to bed.
Once again he stopped sucking her cunt and moved his prick into her gash. "Stick it in my asshole!" Donna breathed, rolling onto her hands and knees on the narrow bed.
Myrna almost fainted as Cary climbed off the bed and stood behind his sister's butt. He pulled her closer to the edge of the bed and stroked her ass flesh. Myrna could see his entire body now and his balls hung down heavy and jiggling as he pulled open his sister's asscheeks.
"Stick it in!" Donna hissed, craning her neck and gazing back at the boy.
"I'm doing it," Cary said, wetting his fingers with saliva and rubbing the moisture over her asshole.
He held his prick against her ass crease and pushed in. Myrna's eyes widened as she watched him push his big cockhead inside his sister's asshole. Obviously he'd done it many times before.
It was amazing the way Donna's tiny puckered hole opened up to accommodate his prick. He lunged forward and forced his entire thick fuck pole into Donna's bung. The girl cried out and Cary began battering her with his fuck-stick.
"Now I'm fucking you!" he hissed. "Now you're getting it!"
Myrna wrapped her robe tightly around her tits and crept down the hall and up the stairs to her bedroom. The last half hour had been too much for her. Her head pounded and her legs felt weak. She didn't know whether to tell Paul about his siblings or not. She only knew she was confused and frightened and she didn't quite know why.
Chapter Two
Donna Warren tossed her tennis racket onto the kitchen table as she sauntered into the house. The house was quiet and the restless redhead's heart sank. If no one was home she'd have to find something to amuse herself with. She was bored and horny as hell lately.
She opened the refrigerator and took out some fruit. She sat down on a chair and bit into a juicy peach. The sweet liquid dripped over her hand she licked it up with a swipe of her tongue. Just the way she'd licked the spunk off Cary's prick last night.
She smiled at the memory. It had been a wonderful fuck, but she was horny again. She couldn't get enough of sex and now with Cary going into the navy her live-in source of cock was leaving her.
She smiled as she thought about her sister-in-law's plans to find her a husband. Dumb innocent Myrna really thought she wanted to get married when all she wanted was constant fucking. She bit into the peach and licked her lips. Let Myrna stay naive. Donna was a woman of the eighties and she knew the score. Marriage was for squares.
She wanted to fuck who she wanted when she wanted and none of the crap that went with marriage interested her. Let Myrna clean the house and wipe up dirty chins. Well, okay, Myrna's kids were grown now, but she wiped their chins when they were small and she wiped their asses too.
Not me, she thought as she returned to the refrigerator and picked a plum from the bowl. I'll get married when I'm forty and the bloom is off the rose. But for now I'm gonna live the way I like.
She sat down and munched the plum, thinking about how Cary had sucked her cunt last night. Her kid brother sure knew how to suck a pussy. They'd been fooling around for years. She thought her mother suspected what they were up to, but she never said anything.
Donna glanced at the kitchen clock and tapped her foot. She wished someone would come home. It was so damn quiet it was driving her crazy.
She thought about her older brother and wondered if he and Myrna had a good sex life. Paul was a good-looking man and Donna had fantasized for years about fucking him. But he'd never given her a tumble. He probably thinks it's a sin to fuck his own sister, she thought with a tiny smile. What a square! Thank God Cary was more with it. But then Cary was just a kid and Paul was in his middle thirties.
She wondered for the hundredth time why her mother had so many kids. What a sap she was. Her oldest had been grown when she'd been saddled with Donna and then with Cary. No wonder her only daughter had no interest in having children. She'd seen her mother drudge around the house for years. It's not for me, she thought, glancing around the kitchen. Fuck that stuff.
Now she wondered where her niece and nephew were. They were nice kids. She wasn't fooled by Lilly's innocent facade, but Jeff was cute and sexy, and Donna was partial to teenage boys anyway.
She bit into a banana when she remembered that Cary had only been a kid the first time they'd fucked. That was a year ago and Donna had felt a little guilty at first. But they'd been sucking each other off since they were children so fucking was inevitable.
She knew her niece wasn't the virgin she pretended to be. All that Bible crap didn't wash with Donna even if it fooled Myrna and Paul. She knew damn well the girl fooled around and had even seen her with a boyfriend once when Lilly thought no one was home. The little blonde had been sucking the boy off, and she was an expert cocksucker. No, she was no wide-eyed innocent, that was for sure.
She finished her fruit and left the kitchen, deciding to go up to her room and read until someone came home. When she passed Lilly's room, she heard the girl's voice and began to go toward the door.
"Careful, I think I heard someone came in," Lilly said.
"Naw, you're hearing things," Jeff said. Donna stood still in the hallway and peeked into her niece's room. She grinned at the sight that greeted her on the girl's bed. The door was only open a crack, but she saw enough.
So I was right! she thought. Lilly isn't an innocent. But she hadn't suspected that Lilly and Jeff were fucking. She didn't know why she never thought of it. It was the most natural thing in the world for brothers and sisters to experiment together.
Her own horny cunt throbbed as she gazed at the teenagers. Jeff was lying across Lilly's body and both teenagers were fully clothed, but Jeff's head was buried against Lilly's crotch and her skirt was hiked up to her pussy.
Donna licked her lips and tried to keep her excitement down. She didn't want to be seen and she hid in the shadows as Jeff raised his head and kissed Lilly full on the lips.
"Do you still dream about Aunt Donna?" Lilly giggled.
Donna's cunt stirred at the sound of her name.
"No," Jeff mumbled, sticking his tongue into his sister's mouth.
"Hmmmmm, I'll bet you'd love to fuck her though," Lilly said.
"You bet."
Donna smiled and felt her heart pound. She squeezed her big boobs and waited to hear what else the teenagers would say about her. It was thrilling to know her nephew was hot for her. Maybe she wouldn't miss Cary so much after all.
Jeff moved a hand between his sister's legs and rubbed her cunt.
"Stick your fingers inside my panties," Lilly said.
"Push 'em off," Jeff said.
"You push 'em off," Lilly said.
Donna stifled a giggle. It was just like a brother and sister to argue even while they were balling.
Now Jeff shoved his hand inside the crotch of Lilly's panties while he frenched her. The little blonde reached down between them and fondled his prick through his jeans.
"Take my cock out," Jeff said.
"I'm trying."
"Well, get it out, for God's sake, the damn thing's killing me."
"I can't help it if you're horny," Lilly said. "Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah, I can't help it if we haven't fucked for a week."
"It's not my fault either."
"There're always so damn many people around the house."
"Yeah." He licked her neck and ran a series of kisses over her throat.
"Will Uncle Cary be able to visit here while he's in basic training?"
"Only if he goes AWOL."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't think they get leave while they're in basic. But he's going to be stationed near here so maybe he'll sneak away."
Donna watched the boy push his sister's skirt up. The tiny blonde spread her thighs wider apart to give him more room to fondle her snatch. He continued stroking her cunt and now Donna could see the girl's pink, petal-like cunt-folds and platinum blonde cunt-muff.
She breathed as quietly as possible as she watched Jeff unbutton Lilly's blouse. The teenage girl had big round tits. Her bra was lacy and barely covered her boobs and Jeff snaked his fingers inside one cup and caressed the girl's creamy skin.
"Take my bra off," Lilly said.
"I'm taking it off."
Lilly wiggled her shoulders to help him remove her bra and in a moment Donna gazed at her niece's pink-tipped tits. She had seen Lilly naked before, but this was different. She'd seen her as one girl sees another, not in a sexual sense. Now she was watching an obviously experienced girl and a sexual being. A raunchy, horny teenage girl.
Lilly grabbed Jeff by the hair and pulled his mouth down to her tits. He opened his lips wide and sucked in a mouthful of titflesh.
"You're making me so damn hot!" Lilly sighed as her brother hungrily licked her boobs.
The tiny blonde teenager moaned and went from one jug to the other while in the hallway Donna felt her pussy throb. She touched her cunt through her clothes and spread her legs just slightly. She was all juiced up, but didn't want to leave the doorway to go to her room and masturbate.
Her blood raced when Lilly suddenly stood up on the bed and began stripping the rest of her clothes off. Soon she was totally naked and tearing off her brother's clothes until he was naked too.
Brother and sister lay down and Jeff mounted her. Lilly giggled, her arms around his neck as he pressed his cockhead against her juicy snatch.
"Fuck me, Jeff!" Lilly sighed. "Pretend you're fucking Aunt Donna and give me a good hard fuck!"
Donna masturbated through her clothes. Her clit popped out, hard and throbbing and she rubbed frantically as she watched Jeff slide his entire fuckpole into Lilly's pussy.
At one point he pulled out and Lilly closed her fingers around his cockshaft and tried to push it back into her cunt. Donna shivered and licked her lips. His cock looked good enough to eat.
The teenagers rolled around on the bed and Lilly knelt between his thighs. She sucked his cock into her mouth and licked off her own juices. Donna smiled to herself. Her niece was a hot dish. Maybe it ran in the family. The little blonde was blowing Jeff like a professional. Donna worked her lips as she watched the incestuous scene.
She unbuttoned the waistband of her shorts and pushed her hand inside. She pushed the crotch of her panties aside and worked two fingers into her churning cunthole.
Jeff pushed his sister away from his prick and rolled on top of her Donna frigged herself as she watched the boy shove his brick-hard cock balls-deep into Lilly's yawning pussy.
She saw every detail mesmerized by the way Lilly's pussy-lips sucked at Jeff's dick. The little blonde squealed and moaned and wrapped her shapely legs around her brother's back as his cock disappeared inside her gulch.
The sight and sounds of the illicit fucking made Donna's pussy erupt and a tiny orgasm overwhelmed her senses. Jeff mumbled something Donna couldn't understand, but it sounded like he was chanting tight pussy over and over again. Lilly's long blonde hair flew over her forehead and her pretty face was contorted with passion.
The teenage girl's ass arched up off the bed. She fucked back at her brother's dick and Donna could see her cuntflaps clutch at his cockshaft.
Donna crept away and went to her room just as the teenagers rolled around wildly, with Lilly landing on top of the boy. The overheated brunette climbed onto the bed, frigging herself until she came again. When she recovered, she thought about her nephew and decided Lilly would have to share his prick from now on.
A week later she and Jeff went to the beach alone and she made sure they found a secluded spot for their blanket. Donna wore her sexiest bikini, which consisted of a tiny halter top that showed most of her big tits and a flimsy bottom that would easily slip off.
She lay down in the middle of the blanket and handed Jeff a bottle of suntan lotion, asking him to grease her up. She rolled over onto her belly and the boy dabbed the lotion over her back.
She let her legs fall open and twisted her head to gaze at him. "Do my legs," she said.
The boy's eyes darted up and down her thighs and he hesitated only a moment before pouring some lotion into the palm of his hand and slathering it over the backs of her thighs.
"Higher," she said. "My skin's very sensitive."
She smiled to herself as she pressed her cheek into the blanket. She had already seen the bulge in the crotch of his trunks and knew he was getting excited.
"You want me to do it up here?" he mumbled, his fingers grazing the bottom of her asscheeks.
"Yes," she said softly. "I want you to do it all over."
The idea of fucking her nephew appealed to Donna on several counts, not the least of which was the possibility of being seen by someone on the beach. She'd known for a long time that she was something of an exhibitionist. She liked being looked at and the thought of someone watching while she got fucked excited her enormously.
Now she turned her head and smiled at her nephew. "This is rather embarrassing," she said.
The look of excitement in his eyes was replaced by one of dejection. "You want me to stop?" he said.
"Oh, no, I love it," she said. "What I meant was, you're getting me all hot and bothered."
He drew back, sitting on his haunches and averting his eyes. "Oh yeah," he said, trying to sound nonchalant.
"There's no one around," she whispered.
He gazed at her ass and his eyes widened when she reached back and untied the halter top of her bikini. "Jesus, Aunt Donna!"
"Don't you want to see my tits?"
"Jesus!" he repeated.
She deliberately turned over onto her back, moving slowly as she showed him her tits. She met his gaze, smiling sexily as his mouth dropped open.
"Do you like them?" she said.
"Shit, yeah!"
She lay on her back and squeezed her boobs. She let her thighs fall open and noticed his eyes darting from her naked tits to her barely covered cunt.
"Now that you've made me so hot," she hissed, "you'll have to cool me down." He sat back on his haunches and stared at her tits. He licked his lips as she giggled and offered her jugs to his mouth. "Suck 'em!" she said, squirming her ass on the blanket.
"Jesus, Aunt Donna! What if someone comes by and sees us?"
"I don't care," she said. "We can pull the blanket around us if you want to, but I need you and I need you right now!"
She sat up, her big tits jiggling as she grabbed his hand and pulled him on top of her. She pushed one huge nipple against his mouth and he opened his jaws and sucked it inside.
"Suck it hard," she said as the boy chomped on her boob. "Get it in there and really suck it!"
His tongue swirled lustily over her jugs. He squeezed one big tit while he sucked the other. The tiny crotch of her bikini bottom was wet with love-dew and she clung to him as he slobbered over her titties.
She yanked her swim-suit bottom down and took one of his hands, guiding it between her legs. "See how wet you've made me?" she said.
The boy grinned. "Did I do that, Aunt Donna?"
"Yes, darling, and now you've got to fuck me. Quick now! Get on top of me and fuck me!"
The aggressive brunette pulled him on top of her and tugged his bathing trunks down. She grabbed his dick and thrust her ass up, guiding his fuckstick between her cuntlips.
His cockhead spearing inside her pussy, she tilted her ass and accepted his man-pole inside her snatch. "Oh, Jeff, you're inside me!" she gasped.
"Jesus, Aunt Donna! Oh, fuck, I don't think I can last long!"
"Don't come yet!" she said. "Fuck me until I come and then you can!"
He pulled back and plunged his fuckpole deep inside her cunt. She felt totally filled with his man-meat and she wrapped her legs around his back and rubbed her clit against his shaft.
She wiggled her ass. The sun was warm on her body and she bit her lip as she felt the first sensations of her orgasm. She pulled his lips down and kissed him as the climax raged through her.
Now she fucked back at him in a frenzy. She forgot where they were for a while and she came again when his thick spunk gushed into her cunt.
When she opened her eyes, she saw two teenage boys behind a tree, staring at them with wide eyes. She pretended not to see them and when Jeffs cock slipped out of her pussy she sat up and buried her mouth against his crotch.
"I love sucking a juicy cock!" she squealed as she licked up her own cuntjuice from his limp fuck-stick.
Moving up on his body, she rubbed herself against him and kissed him on the lips. "I'll get you hard again and we'll fuck some more. Okay?"
"Sure," he croaked. "Whatever you say, Aunt Donna."
She licked his chest, lightly biting his tiny nipples and lapping her tongue over his belly. She wet him down with saliva and returned her face to his crotch.
"Hmmmm, you're beginning to get hard again," she whispered, listening to the boys behind the tree giggle.
She sat back and wrapped her fingers around his cock. Moving his cockskin up and down, she gazed at the boys and smiled. "This time I'll ride your cock, honey," she said, and the boys behind the tree began beating their meat.
When his cock was hard enough to fuck, she climbed on top of him and rode him like a bronco. This time, when they recovered their breath, they heard the sound of a girl giggling near-by.
"Let's see what's going on," Donna said, climbing into her bikini.
Jeff pulled his trunks on and aunt and nephew walked over the ridge and stopped in their tracks. There was a young couple laying naked in the sand, the boy's face buried against the girl's twat.
"Eat me!" the girl cried. She was a redhead. "Eat me out and make me come!"
The boy, about the same age as the girl, held her cunt open and ran his tongue-tip up and down her crimson slit. "Like this?" he said, licking her from her clit to her asshole.
"Yes, like that!" the girl cried, tangling her finger in his hair.
The boy sucked her clit and Donna held Jeff's hand and rubbed her tits against the boy's arm. The boy plunged his tongue into the girl's cunthole and licked up her cunt-cream.
"Will you suck me like that some time?" Donna whispered in Jeff's ear.
The teenager grinned. "Anytime, Aunt Donna. Anytime at all."
Chapter Three
Lilly didn't know exactly when it started, but one day she realized Jeff and Donna were spending a lot of time together. She felt somewhat jealous, but didn't let it depress her. She had other things on her mind.
For a long time she had been trying to find ways of getting her father alone. She listened to her parents late at night sometimes and once she even peeked through the keyhole and watched them fuck. And ever since the day she walked into the bathroom and found her father naked, she'd been attracted to him.
Lilly knew her mother thought she was totally innocent, but she had an idea her father knew better. She had caught him staring at her tits many times. Once she was lying in bed naked and he walked into the room. He'd blushed furiously before leaving again.
One day when the rest of the family were out she followed Paul out to the garage where he had a workshop. He was in the middle of building a table for the den and had just picked up a saw when she walked in.
"Hi, darling," he said, raising the saw. "What's up?"
"Hi, Daddy," she said, leaning against his work-bench.
"Careful you don't catch any chips of wood," he said, flicking the switch on his electric saw.
"I'll be careful," she said.
She watched him work for a while. She had worn an old shirt and deliberately left the first two buttons open. She knew her tits were sticking out and her heart pounded when Paul put the saw down and gazed at her round boobs.
"You're looking very sexy today."
"Thanks, Daddy."
"You're making me a little nervous standing there like that."
She pretended not to understand. "Why?"
"You're not a little girl anymore, you know."
"But I'm still your little girl, aren't I?"
"Sure," he grinned. "And you always will be. But you're maturing and turning into a delectable-looking woman."
"Do you really think so," she said, her eyes wide.
She sat down on a half-finished chair and smiled up at him. She pulled her arms back and let her tits spill out of her blouse. Her cunt ached and her eyes kept returning to Paul's crotch. Was his cock stirring? Or was it just her imagination? She couldn't tell for sure, but thought she saw a bulge in his crotch.
"Why don't you go up to the kitchen and get a couple of beers," he said, his voice unusually low and husky.
She ran up the stairs and quickly returned with a six-pack. "I thought maybe you'd want more than one," she said breathlessly.
They each pulled the tab on a beer can and quietly sipped the cold liquid. She saw him glance at the old couch in the corner and she primly crossed her legs as she pretended to gaze at his tools.
"You've sure got some nice tools," she said.
Paul chuckled. "Is my own daughter coming on to me?"
She giggled when she realized the double meaning of her words. "Oh, Daddy!"
"Why don't you sit over there where it's comfortable," he said.
He took her hand and she rose up, walking to the couch and sitting down in one corner. "This is nice, isn't it?" she said. "We hardly ever spend any time together. Just the two of us. Like we used to do when I was little."
"Things change," he said softly, sitting next to her.
"Why do things have to change, Daddy?" she said, putting her head on his shoulder. "Why can't things stay the way they were when Jeff and I were small?"
"Because that's life, honey," he said. "Time doesn't stand still for anyone."
Lilly forgot why she wanted to be alone with her father then as they talked about the old days and the things they had done as a family. Her pussy no longer throbbed and she buttoned up her blouse so her tits wouldn't fall out. What had she been thinking of before? Fucking her own father would be too big a sin even for a little slut like herself.
They finished the six-pack and Lilly felt dizzy from the booze. They continued chatting and the petite blonde giggled when Paul told one funny joke after the other.
It all happened so suddenly after that that she never knew what hit her. One minute they were laughing about something that happened when she was five and the next she was wedged into the corner of the couch and he was fastening his lips against hers.
He pulled her down and hovered over her, his tongue plunging inside her lips. He lay down flat on top of her and she automatically opened her thighs and felt his prick against her belly.
"Baby," he murmured as they writhed together on the beat-up old couch.
"Daddy," she sighed, returning his kiss.
She suctioned his tongue into her mouth and felt her cunt juice up. She pressed herself against him, feeling his hard-on stabbing her belly.
He sat back and pulled her shorts down. "I've got to have you, honey," he whispered. "It may be wrong, but I can't help myself."
"I want you too," she said, helping him tug her shorts off her feet.
She unbuttoned the top buttons of her blouse, but he pushed her hand away and finished the last few buttons. He pulled her blouse off her shoulders and gazed with hot eyes at her lace-covered tits.
"You're gorgeous," he said, plastering his mouth over one of her bra-covered boobs.
He caressed her cleavage and squeezed her jugs. "You've got the greatest knockers around," he said, tonguing the inside of her cleavage.
"Better than Mom's?" she said.
"It's a tie," he said.
He unhooked her bra and let her tits bounce free and her pink nipples throbbed with excitement. "Daddy, I have a confession to make," she said.
"What, baby?" He pulled her panties down and buried his face against her navel.
Cunt juice gushed out of her pussy and drenched the couch. "When I came in here before I was hoping something like this would happen."
He squeezed her ass and swirled his tongue over her boobs. "Is that a fact?" he grinned. "Aren't you shocked?" "Not really."
"Do you think I'm terrible?"
"I think you're lovely."
"Will God think I'm terrible?" the little blonde whispered as her father sucked one of her tits into his mouth.
"God knows sometimes people can't help themselves," Paul said. "And he forgives all his children."
"Do you think Mom would understand?" "I think we better not tell her." He ran his fingers up and down her asscrack and Lilly trembled. She felt wonderful. As it turned out her father had been the one to take the initiative. Now if anyone got punished, it would be Paul and not her. She would get into heaven because he seduced her and there was nothing she could do to fight him off. He was much stronger than she was, wasn't he? And there was no way she could stop him from ravishing her.
Now he sat up and unzipped his fly. He got to his feet and pushed his jeans down and off. His cock sprang free from his shorts and he sat down and pushed it into her hands.
She pumped it. "That's the way, baby," he said. "You know how to treat a prick, don't you?"
"Oh, Daddy, you're getting so hard!" "It's all for you, Lilly," he said. "All for you."
"I love playing with your cock."
"You've got a good touch, baby."
Lilly fluttered her fingers down to his cock-root and squeezed the base of his shaft. He groaned, laying down on his back and pushing his shorts off.
"Take your pants off and suck my cock," he said. "Come on, honey. Get it good and hard and I'll fuck your brains out."
"Let me at it!"
The tiny blonde slipped her panties off and climbed between her father's leg. She hungrily ran her moist lips over his cockhead and licked up the leaking spunk. She loved the taste and feel of his love-juice, and plastering her lips over his huge cockhead, she drank it down.
"Shit, baby, you're a natural cocksucker!"
Pleased with his praise, the teenage girl raked her long fingernails through his cock-bush and sucked in an inch of his cockshaft. Only a little of his dick would fit into her mouth and she knew from experience that she would have to find other ways to give him pleasure.
She released his prick and used her fingers to caress it while she lapped her tongue over his balls. She loved the feel of his nut-hair on her tongue. She wanted to give him the best blow-job he ever had. Better than her mother gave him.
She licked and sucked his jism-packed balls and tried to fit his ball-bag into her mouth without success. She ran one finger into his asscrack and teased his bung while she sucked his nuts.
The fact that they were committing incest only served to turn her on. She had a sudden fantasy of fucking her father and her brother at the same time. One could fuck her in the ass and the other in the pussy. That would leave her mouth free and then she thought of her Uncle Cary and she decided she wanted to ball all three of them before Cary left for the navy.
Now she flicked her tongue up and down his heavily-veined cock stalk. She gazed at his face while she fingered her asshole. His features looked quiet and his eyes were closed. He almost looked at peace, as if he were praying.
The tiny blonde thought about the preacher at her church and wondered what he would say if he could see her now. He'd probably shit, she thought with a giggle. He thinks I'm so damn pure.
Now Paul pushed her mouth away from his crotch. "Lay down and let me fuck you a little, honey," he said.
Lilly stretched out on her back and spread her velvet-skinned thighs. Paul glanced around the room and she impatiently made a grab for his cock.
"Wait a minute, honey," he said. "I'm thinking."
He rose up from the couch and rummaged around a drawer. When he returned, he had a long thick hose-like contraption in his hand and he placed it on the floor next to the couch.
"What's that, Daddy?"
"It's just a little something your mother and I used to use in the old days," he said.
"It looks like a cock," she giggled. "Let me see it."
'Not now, baby," he said, crouching between her legs and stroking her thighs. "It's for later if my cock gets tired."
The smell of his tool and her cunt mingled with the aroma of the garage and gasoline and Lilly wiggled her ass as her father came closer and closer with his giant fuckpole. Her heart pounded so hard she thought she might faint. All her dreams were coming true. Her daddy, the man she'd adored all her life, was about to fuck her.
She raised her ass up to meet his prick and in a moment he was inside her and she almost passed out from excitement. She felt her cunt tighten around his rod. He fit perfectly inside her. It was almost as if nature had planned it that way.
She clutched his neck and pulled him against her tits. They found a rhythm and she tightened her cunt muscles around his prick on the in-stroke. She wanted to give him the ultimate pleasure. She wanted to give him the best fuck he ever had.
"Isn't it wonderful, Daddy?" she breathed.
"The best!"
He gazed at her with adoration in his eyes as he nibbled lightly on her tits. "I love you, Daddy," she said.
"I love you too, darling."
"Am I as good a fuck as Mommy?"
"Put your legs around my back, honey."
"Am I?" She locked her legs around his body and pulled him into the saddle.
He pulled out and left only his prick-knob inside her. "All the girls in our family are good fucks."
"Oh, Daddy!" she giggled.
He reached down and picked up' the rubber hose. Pulling his cock out of her cunt, he substituted the artificial prick. She gasped from the force of his thrust, and gurgled when he climbed over onto her tits and forced his prick into her mouth.
"Yeah, suck it, honey," he said.
She took in more of his prick than she'd been able to before. She raised her knees and pulled them up to her tits. The rubber hose filled her snatch and rubbed over her clit and the tiny blonde sucked hungrily on his prick.
She could hardly breathe, but she didn't care. God, she loved sucking her father's cock! It was harder than ever and his balls slapped her chin and cheeks. He stroked the rubber hose in and out of her pussy and she had one orgasm after the other.
Her pussy closed convulsively around the dildo and she took his entire prick into her throat. He grunted, tossing the dildo aside and thrusting his dick more forcefully into her gullet.
She wanted him to come in her mouth, but she couldn't tell him so she tried to encourage by squeezing his balls and mumbling through a mouthful of cock-meat.
"No, baby, I want to fuck you," he said, reading her mind and pulling out of her mouth. "I want to come in your sweet pussy."
"Oh, Daddy, I thought you were all ready to come in my mouth!"
"I'd love to, honey, but then I wouldn't be able to finish in your cunt."
He lodged his huge cockhead inside her cunthole and pushed forward. The size of his prick took her breath away and she arched her back and humped up as his prick slid inside her.
He hovered over her, his face flushed and his eyes glazed. "You must never tell anyone about this," he said.
"No, Daddy, I'll never tell a living soul!"
He thrust forward and pulled out, his teeth clenched and his hair falling over his eyes. Lilly thought he looked so young and handsome.
"I love you, Daddy!" she panted.
"I love you, too, baby," he said.
A moment later he began pounding her cunt with long deep thrusts of his giant dick. He growled and filled her pussy with a huge load of come and the last thing she thought of before she came was that her daddy's seed was inside her belly.
Chapter Four
Myrna sat on the toilet peeing and watching Paul shave. They'd had a quick fuck this morning and she felt horny and frustrated. She thought about how Donna and Cary had looked the night she'd caught them fucking. She'd never told Paul about it, but now her pussy flooded with juice at the memory of Cary's rigid dick streaking in and out of his sister's snatch.
Cary was only a kid, but he fucked like a man. She blushed and reached for the toilet tissue, rubbing her cunt slowly as she watched Paul lather his face.
"You missed a spot," she said.
"How long you gonna rub your cunt?" he chuckled, dabbing some soap on the tip of her nose.
She giggled and wiped the lather off on her arm. Relaxing on the toilet seat, she wondered what it would feel like to have her asshole fucked. Paul refused to do it, but watching Cary fuck Donna in the ass had given Myrna a craving for the perversion that she just couldn't shake.
When Paul was through shaving, Myrna stood up and together they returned to the bedroom. "I'll be home late, hon," he said as he kissed her goodbye.
"Business meeting?" she said as they walked down the stairs.
"Yeah. I'll be having a bite with a client so don't hold dinner for me."
She pulled her robe around her. She heard voices in the kitchen and Cary cried out. "Is that you, Myrna?" he said.
"Yes, but I'm going back upstairs." "How about fixing some breakfast for us?" She sighed. 'Til be right there." She couldn't resist fixing the boy's breakfast. He loved her french toast and since he'd be leaving for the navy soon she couldn't say no to him.
Nor did she want to. She went upstairs and quickly dressed, thinking all the time of Cary's strong young body and his long thick fuck-stick.
She brushed her hair and dabbed some lip-gloss on her mouth before returning downstairs. When she arrived in the kitchen, Donna and Cary were laughing about something and she went to the refrigerator and took out some eggs.
I'm just a drudge, she thought as she mixed the french toast batter. All they need me for is someone to cook and clean the house.
When the toast began bubbling, she sat down at the table and poured herself some coffee. Cary told her she was looking pretty and she thought she saw a flicker of concern cross Donna's face. "He says that to all the girls," Donna said. "I do not," Cary said, winking at Myrna. "Only the sexy ones."
Myrna stood up and brought the finished french toast to the table. She suddenly felt happy and alive. More alive than she'd felt in months. There was something about the way Cary was looking at her that she found exciting.
Jeff and Lilly breezed into the kitchen and poured themselves juice and milk. Both teenagers grabbed a handful of cookies and when Myrna told them they needed a healthy breakfast, Lilly giggled and said she was old-fashioned.
"We'll have plenty to eat on the boat," she said.
"Oh, that's right," Myrna said. "Today's the day you go on the boat trip."
"Yeah, and we'll be home late," Jeff said.
Myrna was happy her children were so close, but it worried her sometimes. It didn't seem right somehow that Jeff and Lilly were always wrestling on the floor and grabbing at each other. Lilly was too sexy for her own good and it worried Myrna that even though the girl didn't seem interested in things of the flesh, her curvy figure aroused every man who saw her. Including, Myrna suspected, her brother.
The teenagers kissed her goodbye and left the house. Myrna made herself some toast and poured herself a second cup of coffee. Cary stared at her and grinned.
"It doesn't seem possible that you've got two kids that big," he said.
"Oh, Cary, I'm a mature woman," she said.
He stared pointedly at her tits. "All my boyfriends think you've got the greatest pair they've ever seen."
Myrna blushed and met Donna's steely gaze. "Oh, now, they're just being nice to a middle-aged lady."
"Middle-aged, bullshit!" he said.
Myrna's fingers shook as she lifted her cup to her lips. She felt the wetness between her legs and realized that Donna was jealous.
"I'm leaving now," Donna said, standing up and pushing her tits out. "See you later, brother."
"Where are you going?" he said.
"Now, wouldn't you like to know?" she giggled, sauntering to the back door.
"Actually," he drawled, turning his head to look at her, "it'll be kind of peaceful around here without you."
"Listen to the kid," Donna spit out, her eyes dark and hard. She glanced over at Myrna. "Watch him," she said. "He's a very precocious boy."
Cary made an obscene gesture with his fingers and turned back to Myrna when his sister slammed the door. "Sometimes she's a pain in the ass."
Myrna couldn't help but smile at his choice of words. She sipped her coffee and listened to the stillness in the house. It was the first time in weeks that she'd been alone with the teenage boy. The first time since she caught him fucking his sister in the ass.
He toyed with the crusts of his french toast and moved his chair closer to hers. "I really meant what I said before," he said.
"It's okay even if you didn't," Myrna said. "The thought was nice."
"But it's true," he said, his eyes wide and strangely innocent. "You do have terrific jugs."
"You shouldn't talk like that to me," Myrna said. "I'm married to your older brother."
"Well, I'm not a kid anymore, you know."
He looked down at the table and she remembered how eighteen year old boys were and took his hand. "I know you're almost grown up," she said.
He grinned and covered her hand with one of his. "Gee, I'm glad we're having this talk, Myrna," he said.
She tried to pull her hand away, but he held it and she forced herself to relax. He's only holding my hand, she thought. He's not doing anything actually wrong.
He stroked her fingers, caressing them one by one. She crossed and uncrossed her long legs and chatted about aimless things. But the boy was exciting her and he knew it. She could tell by the look in his eyes that he knew she was horny.
Can he smell my cunt? she thought.
"I'll bet you're a good lay," he -
"You shouldn't talk about th me," she said.
"Why not? This isn't the fifth. It's the eighties and things like sex are open."
"I'm not that old!"
"I know," he chuckled. "It's just that women of your generation are still hung up like their mothers. There's nothing wrong with telling how you feel and I feel real turned on to you, Myrna."
She pulled her hand away and rose unsteadily to her feet. "Well, I'm still from the old school and it makes me uncomfortable."
She cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher. Cary stood up and helped her. "Okay, I'll shut up," he said softly.
Myrna melted. "You don't have to shut up," she said. "You just shouldn't flirt with me. It's not right."
"Oh, fuck, Myrna, I don't care!"
He pulled her into his arms and the next thing she knew he was kissing her. Hard. She tried to push him away, but he held her against his chest and she weakly gave in to his demanding lips.
When he broke the kiss, they clung together. She could feel his heart beating in his chest as her nipples poked into his skin.
"I have the hots for you," he hissed in her ear.
"I know," she whispered. He walked slowly out of the kitchen and up the stairs to her bedroom. He closed the door and once again they embraced in a long wet kiss.
Their bodies pressed together, Myrna's mind was filled with nothing but the void in her pussy. All thoughts of reality left her. Her marriage, her children, everything left her mind as she felt the teenager's prick push against her cunt.
I need him! I need him! I need him! she thought. Forgive me, God, I need his cock!
He tugged his zipper down and led her over to the bed. They fell down together and he brought out his prick. "Yes, let me hold it!" she whimpered when he closed her fingers around his dick. "Yes, I want to hold it in my hand!"
"Myrna, that feels so damn good!" he hissed.
"Oh, Cary, Cary, I need you so badly!"
"You've got me, for now," he said. "And anytime you want me."
He pushed his jeans off. He wore no shorts and he settled back on the pillow and opened his legs wide. She bent over and used both hands to fondle his cock and balls, her lips pursed and her warm breath blowing on his crotch.
He raised his ass and she lowered her lips to his cockhead. When he demanded she suck it, she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and sucked his mushroom-shaped cock-knob into her mouth.
It seemed so strange to have the boy's prick in her mouth. In all the years of her marriage, she had never once cheated on Paul. Now here she was in bed with his brother, directed by her hot pussy and not by her intellect.
"If you bring me off I can get it up again," Cary said.
"Oh, dear, do you want to come in my mouth?"
"Sure, Sis," he grinned.
She slid the ring of her lips halfway down his shaft, her long dark hair tickling his inner thighs. She held his balls while she swirled her tongue up and down his fuckpole and he grunted with excitement.
"Lick my nuts," he said.
She dabbed her tongue-tip over his ball-bag. It tasted strong and she inhaled his male-aroma. She sucked one of his nuts into her mouth and dropped it for the other. She licked around his cock-root and then clamped her lips back over his cockhead.
The prospect of having his spunk in her mouth excited her, so she sucked hard on his fuck-bulb. He humped his ass up off the bed and tried to force his fuck-stick into her mouth. She almost gagged and pulled back.
"Don't do that," she said. "I'll take more when I'm ready."
"Okay, Sis, I'll be good," he said. She inhaled deeply and swirled her tongue over his throbbing cockshaft. Her pussy ached with lust and she felt herself lubricate. She took his prick in deeper with every thrust of her lips and soon she was bobbing her head in a corkscrewing motion.
The wet ring of her lips moved up and down his fuckpole, finally reaching his cock-bush. She licked and sucked and slobbered over his male-meat and the boy groaned helplessly. "Shit, Myrna, that's good sucking!"
"I'm glad you're enjoying it, dear," she said.
She circled two ringers around his dick-root and sucked gluttonously on his cockhead.
When he told her to stick her tongue into his asshole, she shivered with excitement.
"Oh, dear, it seems so perverted," she said.
"It feels real good," he said.
"I'll try and get it in, darling," she whispered. "Are you clean there?"
He snorted. "Yeah, I showered this morning."
Sucking up the jizz leaking out of his pisser, she polished his fuck-knob with saliva and dragged her tongue down to his asscrack. He tilted his ass up and she took a deep breath as she ran her tongue up and down the deep crevice.
She licked his hair-rimmed brownish shitter. It tasted strong, but good. Stiffening her tongue, she forced it against his asshole and was somewhat surprised when it popped inside.
"You're in!" the boy moaned.
She held her tongue still and forced more of it into his shitter. His pungent-tasting bung sucked at her tongue and he growled and grabbed her hair.
Now she rammed her tongue all the way inside his asshole. She squeezed his prick while she tongue-fucked his bung. It seemed so wanton and yet it felt so good. Her pussy throbbed with excitement and she gasped when he slid his hand between her legs and touched her there.
She pushed herself against his hand and his fingers slid around her slime-coated gash. She moved her mouth from his asshole to his prick, taking his cock into her mouth while he stroked her snatch.
She sucked in a frenzy, and soon his cockhead tickled the back of her throat. He came. He cried out and she felt the first few jets of strong-tasting spunk trickle down her throat. She stopped breathing for a moment when his cock-cream slid down her tongue. It seemed so strange to taste spunk that wasn't her husband's.
In a moment she had a mouthful of jism. She left it in her mouth without swallowing it down. She finally swallowed and sucked the last few drops of spunk out of his balls.
Her panties were halfway down her legs and now she undressed completely. She lay down next to him and he pressed his face against her tits. He sucked for a while and then told her he wanted to lick her pussy.
"Oh, my!" she sighed as he pushed her legs wide apart and knelt between them. Her tits swayed and he reached up and pinched one nipple.
"I've been dreaming about doing this for years," he said shyly.
Reaching up, he wet her nipples with his tongue and bit them while he stroked her inner thighs.
"I didn't know," she said.
"Aw, I was just Paul's kid brother," he said, rubbing his moist lips over her belly.
He held her asscheeks in his hands and clamped his lips over her cunt from asshole to clit. Her pussy spasmed and she had a tiny come when his lips touched her clit.
She pushed up, grinding her cunt against his sucking mouth. He extended his tongue as far as it would go and licked all over the insides of her lust-swollen cunt-tissues.
Again and again his tongue parted her cuntlips and darted over her clit. He snaked his tongue down to her ass crease and suddenly Myrna knew he was about to tongue her butt-hole.
First he sucked her clit between his teeth and whipped it with his tongue. She came hard then, her orgasm raging through her and releasing the tension of the past months.
"Cary!" she sighed. "I just had the best come I've had in years!"
"Shit, Sis, that's terrific!"
He rubbed his face from side to side over her gash and then lapped his tongue from her clit to her asshole. He concentrated on her bung and the overheated brunette gasped when he dabbed his tongue-tip over her shitter.
He licked up and down her asscrack, licking her pussy at intervals. He forced his tongue into her cunthole and then moved it back to her bung. She was more turned-on than she'd ever been in her life. His tongue was so deep inside her pussy-hole, she came again.
He tongue-fucked her cunt, using his stiffened muscle like a tiny prick and giving her dozens of wonderful orgasms. Cuntjuice covered his face and drenched the sheet.
I must remember to change the linens before Paul comes home, she thought.
Then she remembered Paul would be home late. They had plenty of time to fuck this afternoon. The kids were out for the day too. Only Donna might return any time.
When her teenage brother-in-law moved his tongue over her bung, she held her breath. She knew now he would shove it inside and tongue-fuck her shitter.
That was exactly what happened. He pushed his tongue in all the way and she almost fainted from the sensations. She came again and again as his tongue reamed her butt.
"Oh, God, Cary, I'm coming so much!" she cried.
They finished off with a wild fuck. She climbed on top of him and slid her cunt down over his cockhead. He arched up to meet her strokes and soon his prick was all the way inside her raunchy pussy.
She rubbed her clit while she bounced up and down on his fuckpole. She bent over and let her flopping tits tickle his chest. He reached up and grabbed a huge boob in each hand and she had her most intense climax of the day.
Chapter Five
"So I was right!" Donna hissed, striding into the room and walking over to the bed.
Myrna tried to pull the covers over her naked body, but Cary stopped her. "Don't pay any attention to her," he said. "She's just jealous."
Donna giggled and began undressing. "He's right," she said to Myrna. "But I won't tell Paul if you let me join you."
Myrna leaned against the headboard and stared at the girl. Cary took her by surprise when he leaned down and began licking her cunt. "How can you do that now?" she hissed.
"Don't be such a square," Donna said, climbing onto the bed. "If you don't want him to suck you. I'll be glad to take over."
Myrna shivered at her words. She wasn't sure whether Donna was interested in sucking her off or not, but the aggressive redhead lay back and wantonly spread her legs wide, showing Myrna and Cary her juicy pussy.
Cary sat back and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. "This is my lucky day," he grinned.
"I don't know ..." Myrna whispered.
"Don't be a sap," Donna said, playing with her cunt. "Everyone does it."
"What does everyone do?" Myrna said, her voice quivering.
"Everyone does three-way scenes," Donna said. "Don't they, Cary?"
"Yeah, she started corrupting me years ago," the boy said. He stretched out on his back and Myrna watched with fascinated eyes as his sister straddled him and forced his upthrust dick into her pussy. And, with an animal-like instinct, Myrna climbed onto his face and ground her cunt against his lips.
They moaned and groaned as Myrna rubbed her clit against his teeth and Donna bounced up and down on his prick. Myrna came with a force that rocked her bones. Maybe it was because she was facing her sister-in-law who was fucking Cary's dick. Or maybe it was because of the incestuousness of the whole thing. She'd never felt hornier in her life.
She reached out and touched Donna's tits while the lusty redhead's cunt clutched her brother's fuckpole. Cary sucked her cunt in a frenzy, at intervals plunging his tongue into her pussy-hole.
He drilled a finger into her asshole and she pitched forward and closed her lips around one of Donna's tits. It was the most wild scene and it was happening right here in her own house and in her own bed.
"Shit, he's hard!" Donna gasped. "Didn't he fuck you yet?"
"Yes, he fucked me!" Myrna panted. "Well, he's still hard as a rock!" Now Donna reached for Myrna's tits. She held them in her hands and leaned down and lapped her tongue over Myrna's thick lust-stiffened nipples. She jerked her hips as she fucked her brother's cock and the two women clung together in a hot embrace and kissed.
Both women frigged themselves. Myrna followed her sister-in-law's lead and clawed at her clit while Cary sucked at her pussy. Donna licked one of Myrna's boobs and toyed with her love-button.
"It's too bad Paul isn't with us," Donna said.
"Oh, no!" Myrna said.
"It'd be good for him," Donna said. "He's too square."
Cary mumbled something neither of them could understand.
"What?" Donna said.
"Mmmmmmgggggghhhhh!" Cary said.
"I can't understand you," Donna said impatiently.
Cary pushed Myrna's butt and cunt off his face. "I said, don't be so sure."
He pulled Myrna's pussy back over his lips and swirled his tongue over her pussy-tissues. But Myrna's curiosity was aroused and she pulled back.
"What do you mean?"
"Yeah, what do you mean?" Donna said.
Myrna lay on her side and stroked Cary's chest. The boy grinned and thrust his prick forcefully into his sister's gash.
"I mean don't be so sure Paul's a square."
"But you've got to know something we don't know," Myrna said. "No, no more sucking. Let me catch my breath."
"I want to know what he's talking about," Donna said, still riding Cary's dick.
"I'm not saying anything, but I've got a feeling our big brother isn't so damn square as everyone thinks."
He pistoned his cock into his sister's snatch and Myrna shrugged and once again straddled his face. If what he was saying was true and if Paul was swinging, she was glad. Then he couldn't point a finger at her if he found out about her and Cary.
She shivered and rocked back and forth on Cary's face as he drilled a finger inside her asshole. She wiggled her butt and fell forward as he worked a second finger into her bung.
Donna came, also falling forward into Myrna's arms. The redhead wrapped her arms around Myrna's neck and clung to her as she groaned through her climax.
Myrna couldn't resist lowering her head to the girl's big boobs and kissing her big melons. She knew it was a perversion, but it seemed so natural and right and felt so good.
Cary reamed her asshole with his fingers. She wondered if he would ever fuck her in the ass. She stopped thinking when he pushed her off his face and climaxed, and his sister fell over his crotch and began licking up the jism from his cock and balls.
The sexy redhead held his balls and closed her lips over his cockhead. She managed to coax a few more drops of cream out of his prick and held it on her tongue for a moment before swallowing it down. She sucked and licked until he groaned and begged her to leave him alone.
"Get her away from me," he moaned. "She's an animal."
Donna giggled. "I'm an animal and I love it!"
The two women lay down together and stroked and kissed each other's bodies. Cary dozed off and after a while Donna asked Myrna if she wanted a finger in her cunt and Myrna shyly nodded.
"I've been dying to make it with you," Donna said.
"Have you ever . . . you know . . . made it with another woman?"
"Sure," Donna said. "Dozens of times. It's nice for a change, but I still prefer fucking a man."
Myrna sighed when her sister-in-law stuffed her index finger into her gash. She wiggled it around Myrna's velvety cunt-walls and stroked her clit with her thumb.
"I'll make you come," Donna said.
"Yes!" Myrna said. "Make me come!"
Donna worked a second finger into her snatch and continued rubbing her clit. Myrna came and as the wonderful sensations raged through her she clutched at Donna's tits and whimpered with lust.
By then Cary was awake. "I wish someone would pay some attention to me," he snickered.
The women broke apart and surrounded the teenager. Myrna fell on top of his crotch and sucked his prick inside her lips. His dick throbbed in her mouth and Donna sucked eagerly on his balls.
"Shit, you girls are too much!" Cary said through clenched teeth.
"Who's gonna do this for you while you're in the navy," Donna giggled.
"You never know," Cary said. Myrna pumped his prick while she sucked on his knob. She watched Donna suck his balls one after the other into her mouth and release them wet with her saliva. Brother and sister appeared to be so comfortable with each other. She wondered how long they had been balling. Cary had said for years. How many years? she wondered. She sucked his fuck-stick into her throat and licked up the jism gushing out of his piss-slit. When he pulled her onto his lap and told her to fuck his cock, she eagerly obeyed.
Easing her ass down on his thighs, she guided his prick into her twat and sat down as it disappeared inside her. She raised her hips and dropped them and began fucking. In this position his prick was deep inside her and she felt every nerve-ending in her snatch tingle.
Donna watched intently as her brother grabbed Myrna's ass and fucked back. Myrna leaned over and dropped her tits over his face, groaning for him to suck her boobs.
He humped his ass up off the bed, slamming his fuckpole into her gulch. Then without a word he pushed her over onto her hands and knees and positioned himself behind her.
"Gonna stick it in your asshole!" he grunted.
"Oh, no!"
"Fuck, this'll be a kick!" Donna said.
"Don't hurt me!" Myrna said.
Cary held her down firmly with one hand while with the other he pushed his cockhead inside her asscrack. "I'll loosen you up first," he said.
Myrna twisted her head and watched the boy push his juice-drenched prick-knob into her asshole. "Oh, God, it hurts!" she wailed.
"It'll only hurt a minute," Donna said.
"Yeah, relax," Cary said. "Push out like you were taking a shit."
Myrna pushed out and amazingly his prick popped inside her shitter with a minimum of discomfort. There was a wonderful hot sensation that began in her asshole and spread throughout her body, giving her a wonderful climax at once.
"Fuck, what a tight asshole!" he grunted.
"You're not all the way in," Donna said. "Give her all of it!"
Myrna held her tits while Cary pushed the rest of his long dick into her shit-chute with one smooth stroke and she came again from the sheer bulk of him inside her.
He fucked her fast and deep and she lost track of how many times she came. She felt like she had a watermelon in her butt-hole and the deeper he stroked the better she liked it.
When he pulled out of her asshole, he shoved his spurting prick into his sister's mouth and emptied his balls in the redhead's throat.
Donna considered Cary to belong to her and when she walked in and found him sucking Myrna's cunt she was determined to get even by seducing Paul.
She didn't know how she would manage to get him alone, but she knew she would do it somehow. She'd noticed him staring at her when he thought no one was looking. She knew he wasn't immune to her big tits and lush ass. He'd intimated more than once that if he wasn't her brother he could go for her and she sensed that his sex life with Myrna was dull and stale.
It happened one evening when everyone was out and Paul was working late. Donna had been to a movie with Lilly and Jeff, but had returned early when the teenagers had gone on to a party.
When she walked into the house, Paul was sitting in the den reading a magazine and watching an old movie. She sat down next to him and began to watch the movie, but her eyes kept returning to the bulge in his crotch.
"It's a boring movie," he said when their eyes met.
"I see you're a little horny," she said boldly.
Paul flushed. "You're a mouthy dish," he said.
"Wasn't I always?"
She sat closer to him and casually moved one hand over his thigh. She stroked his leg and when he didn't object, she moved her fingers up to his crotch.
He pushed her hand away. "Don't do that!" he snapped.
"I thought you liked it."
"I do, but it's not right and you know it."
"Who says so?" she whispered in his ear, sitting closer and pushing her tit against his arm.
He shoved her away and stood up. "Just exactly what do you think you're doing?"
"I'm doing what comes naturally."
"You're my sister, for God's sake!"
"But I'm a woman too!"
She rose up and pressed herself against him. "Yeah, I've noticed," he said.
He bent down and kissed her hard on the lips. "You want me too," she said. "I knew you wanted me too."
"You sexy little bitch," he said, tonguing her mouth. "Where can we go without someone walking in on us?"
"You mean you'll do it? You'll make love to me?"
"I'll fuck you, if that's what you want. A man doesn't make love to a woman like you. He fucks her."
Donna trembled and clung to him. She knew what he meant and wasn't insulted by his words. She wanted to be the kind of woman a man fucked. Her heart pounded as he took her hand.
"Come on, let's go out to the car," he said. "No one'll look there if we don't make too much noise."
They left the house and went to the garage. Paul opened the windows of the car and they climbed into the back seat. She stretched out on her back and he hovered over her.
"You're sure you want to do this?" he said.
"I've never been surer of anything in my life."
"Why don't you get married and settle down like a normal woman?"
"Because I'm not a normal woman," she purred. "I'm a horny slut."
She pulled his face down and they kissed and she shivered when he put his hand inside her blouse and stroked her tits. He squeezed and rubbed her bra-covered boobs until her nipples were long and hard.
In a few minutes her blouse was off and her bra soon followed and he buried his face against her bouncing tits. She pushed a nipple into his mouth and quivered with excitement when he licked it.
He lightly bit her throbbing nub and swirled his tongue over her fleshy boob. She groaned weakly as her cunt convulsed and she humped her pussy at his crotch.
He released her and pulled her panties off. Bending down, he fastened his lips to her pussy. He licked up and down her slit and then sat back and unzipped his fly.
"We don't have time for much more," he said.
"Let me suck your prick."
"No time now," he said, pushing his pants and shorts down. "You wanted to get fucked, I'll fuck you. But I don't want to stay out here too long and have Myrna come home and wonder what's going on."
"If you knew the truth about what's going on around here, you wouldn't worry about Myrna," she said.
He ignored her. Straddling her cunt, he held her ass up off the car seat and thrust his prick into her pussy-hole. He leaned over and sucked a mouthful of titflesh into his mouth.
"Shit, you're tight and hot!" he muttered. "You sexy bitch! I've wanted to fuck you for weeks!"
"Why didn't you say something!" she gasped. "I wanted it too!"
"Cause you're my fucking kid sister and it's not right!"
"I don't care, Paul! It feels so good!"
"What's that crap about Myrna?"
Her pussy gripped his prick and he stroked slowly in and out while they talked. "Nothing," she said. "It's nothing.
"Tell me," he said softly, stroking deep inside her gash. "Tell me, you little slut!"
"It's nothing, Paul," she gasped. "Oh, Paul, fuck me! Oh, God, fuck me! It's so good Paul! It's so good!"
Chapter Six
Donna and Paul became obsessed with each other. They sneaked away whenever no one was around and fucked in the basement, the garage and the attic. Once they even fucked in Paul and Myrna's bed and had laughingly changed the sheets before she came home. They fucked in every imaginable position and Donna no longer felt turned-on by Cary. Paul's maturity was much more exciting than teenage Cary.
She lay in bed one morning and thought about what her life would be like when she had to return home. She wanted the summer to last forever. How could she live without Paul's big cock spearing in and out of her cunt?
She masturbated slowly as she thought about the time they'd fucked in a secluded part of the lake. They'd lain part-way in the water and he had yanked the crotch of her bikini aside and shoved his dick deep into her cunt. She had come after two strokes and they had rolled into the water and he had come inside her.
She heard Lilly and Jeff leave the house and ride away on Jeff's motorcycle. Cary had mentioned going out and she shivered with excitement. Now if she could only get rid of Myrna, she and Paul could have the house to themselves.
She knew Cary and Myrna were fucking around a lot. He could hardly keep his hands off Myrna's tits and ass and her sister-in-law always blushed when Donna noticed them touching.
She stayed in bed until she heard Cary slam his car door and then she ran to the window. "Where are you two off to?" she shouted.
"Cary's taking me to a new shopping center," Myrna said, shielding her eyes from the sun and looking guilty.
"Have fun," Donna said pointedly.
"If we're late, will you put the roast in the oven?" Myrna said.
"Sure."
She slammed the window down. The redhead knew instinctively they were going somewhere to fuck. That meant she and Paul were home alone. Wonderful! She'd run and tell him.
Brushing her hair and slipping into a tight pair of jeans, she pulled on a blouse without bothering with a bra and ran some lipstick over her pouty lips. Dabbing some perfume between her tits, she went downstairs where Paul was having coffee.
"No one's home," she said, slipping up behind him and kissing his cheek.
"Are you sure they're not coming back soon?" he said, his eyes on the newspaper in his hands.
She poured herself some coffee. "Trust me," she said. "They won't be back until late."
"Myrna and Cary seem to be spending a lot of time together," he said after a while.
Donna choked on the coffee and put her cup down as she wiped her mouth. "Well, it's a good thing because they don't get in our way."
He stared at her without speaking for a long time. "Do you think they've got something going?"
"I wouldn't be a bit surprised," she said softly. "Would you care if they did?"
"A little."
"Even though we've been having an affair?"
"It's not logical, I know," he smiled. "But it's the nature of the beast."
"We've got the house to ourselves," she said.
"I see you don't have a bra on. You're all ready, aren't you, you sexy wench."
He held his arms out and she rose up and sat down on his lap. She lowered her lips to his and he pinched her ass through her tight jeans.
"Why don't you ever wear a skirt?"
"If you want me to I will."
"You'll never find a husband unless you act more feminine."
"Who says I'm looking for a husband?"
"Myrna thinks you should have one."
She kissed his cheeks and lips and eyes and nose. "Myrna doesn't know everything. Let's go somewhere and fuck."
He laughed. "You don't mince words, do you?"
They stood up and went upstairs. "We can use our room today," Paul said. Donna winced when he said our room, because the our he meant was he and Myrna.
She told herself not to feel possessive about Paul. He was a married man and besides, he was her brother. Still, she always became possessive. Hadn't she felt that way about Cary until her affair with Paul began?
They undressed without speaking. As usual Paul's naked body excited her enormously. The redhead lay down on her back and wantonly spread her legs wide. She stroked her dark-auburn cunt-muff and smiled as she gazed at his already half-stiff prick.
"You're all ready, aren't you?" he said, climbing onto the bed.
"Always for you, brother."
"When did you decide you were hot for me?"
"I think when I was about twelve."
"Little slut," he grinned.
She climbed between his legs and pressed her cheek against his inner thighs. "I love the way you smell," she said.
"You just love cock."
"That's true, but I also love the way you smell."
She squeezed his cockhead. A drop of fuck-cream oozed out of his slit and she licked it off with the tip of her tongue. She snaked her tongue over his bulb and polished it with her saliva.
"Do you want a mouthful?" he said.
"I wouldn't mind."
"I'll fuck you first."
"Whatever you say."
"Are you always this easy to get along with?"
"Only when I've got a giant crush."
He ruffled her hair. "You can't have a crush on me. I'm not only your brother, I'm too old for you."
"You're not too old for me," she said.
"Hell, I'm a tired old man."
"You are not," she said, sitting up and offering her tits to his mouth. "You're a better lover than lots of young guys I know."
He sucked one of her tits into his mouth and she climbed onto his lap facing him. Her pussy nudged his cock and he pried her asscheeks apart.
"Are you balling Jeff?" he said.
"Why do you ask?"
"Because I think you are."
"Would you be angry if I was?"
"Shit, no!" he chuckled. "It'd be good for the kid."
"Okay, then I confess I am.".
"Is the kid a good cocksman?"
"For his age, he's terrific." Paul grinned.
"A chip off the old block, huh?"
"Uh huh," she sighed, nibbling on his nipples and running her wet tongue over his chest.
He hefted her tits in his hands and they french-kissed. His cockhead slipped inside her cunt flaps and their juices mingled. He held her hair and tangled his fingers in her thick curls.
They rolled around on the bed and she landed on top of him. Her tits stabbed his chest and she rubbed her cunt against his dick. He rolled over and landed on top of her, pushing her thighs apart with his knee.
He kissed her again, sticking his tongue all the way into her mouth. She felt her pussy quiver and cream as he explored her hot mouth with his searching tongue.
She suddenly had an urge to have his prick in her mouth. "Let me suck you, Paul," she said. "I love sucking your cock."
"Be my guest," he said.
He stretched out on his back and folded his arms under his head. He spread his legs, but kept them flat on the mattress. His cock stood up like a baseball bat and his sister lay flat on her belly between his legs.
Her long red hair hung down over her shoulders and partially covered her hanging boobs. Her thick dark nipples still showed and Paul gazed at them as she took his cockshaft in her hands.
Moving only his cockskin up and down the shaft, she tongued his pisser and distributed the oozing cream over his knob. "I love the way you taste," she said.
"I used to think Myrna was the best cocksucker in the world."
Donna's heart pounded. "And now?" she said, lowering her mouth and lightly closed her lips over the flared rim under his cockhead.
"Now, I think my kid sister's the best damn cocksucker in the whole damn world."
A feeling of joy engulfed her as she flicked her tongue over his juiced-up prick-knob. Paul was confirming her fondest wishes. Ever since she could remember she'd wanted to be thought of as a terrific cocksucker.
If that makes me a slut, so be it, she thought as she darted her tongue around his cockshaft.
She used her fingers to squeeze his prick-root while she lapped her tongue-tip around his knob and shaft. She felt his balls. They were taut with jism and her mouth watered at the thought of drinking his load down in one huge gulp.
She loved holding an entire load of spunk in her mouth and then swallowing it down. Sometimes she waited until Cary's balls were empty before rolling the jizz around her mouth and then gulping it down. She liked the feel of the thick, pungent-tasting cream on her tongue and teeth and inside her cheeks. Sometimes she wondered if anyone ever took a bath in a tub-ful of jism. Maybe some ancient queen had a thousand loads of jizz stored in a gold tub and then bathed in it.
The fantasy further aroused her and she slithered her tongue in a frenzy over his prick and balls. She suctioned the cream out of his jizz-slit and rubbed her nose against his nuts.
He stared at her with glittering eyes and lay perfectly still while she worked him over. She bobbed her head and took a few inches of his dick into her mouth and then released it.
Tightening her lips around the flared rim under his cock-knob, she gazed at his face to see his reaction. He grimaced, but controlled himself even though she knew he could blast off at any moment.
That was one of the advantages of fucking a guy Paul's age. They had more control than a boy like Cary. Not that Cary wasn't a good fucker, but it was only in the past year that he'd learned to control his orgasm. Before that there were many times when he came before she was ready.
She slid her lips halfway down his thick shaft and their eyes met. Paul winked and blew her a kiss and she briefly sucked his dick all the way into her mouth.
She slid her lips down his shaft again and once more his prick was buried deep inside her throat. Then very, very slowly, she pulled back and released his shaft, leaving only his prick-knob in her mouth.
She bit down on his cockhead, nibbling lightly with her teeth and pursing her lips and suctioning the bulbous head. She gathered saliva in her mouth and dribbled it over his shaft and then licked it up with long strokes of her tongue.
She bobbed her head and again took his entire dick into her throat, pressing on his cock-root and forcing his cockhead to expand. And always she had one hand on his balls, squeezing and caressing and hefting the jism-swollen nuts.
By now Paul's eyes were shut and he was gyrating his hips very slightly as he fed her his fuckpole. Perspiration dripped down her cleavage and her ass stuck out in the air.
She wondered what she looked like from behind. Always a bit of an exhibitionist, she wanted to see how she looked in every position when she fucked.
Now she began mouthfucking his prick and a tiny orgasm invaded her snatch after the first three strokes. She sucked harder as the sensations engulfed her and Paul humped his ass and groaned.
His balls danced around his ball-bag and she flattened her body on the bed and took only his prick-knob into her wet mouth. She slid her free hand under his ass and wet her fingers with saliva before rubbing them inside his asscrack.
She paused when she reached his shitter and lightly rubbed the tight hair-rimmed ring with her thumb. "Shit, you're killing me!" Paul groaned and shoved his fuck-stick all the way into her mouth.
She forced a finger into his asshole and sucked vigorously on his cock. He grunted and his body stiffened. "No!" he said through clenched teeth. "Let me fuck you!"
He sat up and she took his place in the middle of the bed. She wantonly opened her thighs and brought her knees up to her tits. "Look at my pussy!" she cried. "Look how hot you've made me!"
Resting on his knees, he gazed down at her juice-soaked gash and grinned. He guided his prick against the crimson folds of her snatch and let it lightly graze her clit.
"If Myrna knew what we were doing she'd kill me," he said.
The turned-on redhead thrust herself at him. "Forget her," she said. "See what I have here for you."
She plunged two fingers into her twat and wiggled them around. She pulled the fingers out and waved them in front of his face. "Smell how hot I am," she giggled. "Do you want to lick it off? You can if you want to. Jeff did!"
"You little cunt," he chuckled lunging forward and rubbing his cockhead against her churning slit.
He deliberately teased her before wedging his prick-head inside her cunt-mouth and then shoving his entire shaft into her pussy. She cried out and her cuntlips clutched his shaft. His balls tickled her ass as he drilled in and out of her hungry snatch.
At intervals he left his prick inside her and he lay flat on her body, his chest crushing her tits. They kissed and tongued each other and he squeezed her boobs with his strong hands.
He raised himself up and rested on his elbows as he corkscrewed his prick in and out of her slit. She squirmed and wiggled and met each stroke, working her pussy-muscles around his cock-root.
He sawed in and out of her gulch and she lifted her tits and pinched and pulled her nipples. "Do you like my titties?" she gasped.
"They're beautiful."
Belly slapped against belly each time his prick rammed inside her cunthole. He deliberately rubbed his shaft against her clit and her cunt clutched his dick as she began to climax.
When the sensations tapered off, he was gazing at her with a combination of lust and love in his eyes. "You look so beautiful when you're coming."
"I always thought I looked ugly."
"A woman is never more beautiful than when she's coming."
"Does Myrna look beautiful when she comes."
A cloud crossed his face and he stopped thrusting for a moment. "I think she's been faking it lately."
A surge of happiness filled Donna's entire body. If Paul wasn't happy with Myrna maybe he would let her stay with them a while longer.
Now she shrieked as he pounded her pussy. His cock ripped into her, splitting her cuntlips in two with the force of his strokes. She wound her legs around his back and they moved as one in the age-old dance of passion.
He draped her legs over his shoulders and she hugged his neck with her knees, babbling for him to fuck her harder and deeper. Her body was off the bed, only her head was resting on a pillow as he speared her relentlessly with savage strokes of his dick.
She came again, this climax more intense than the previous one. The contractions of her pussy brought him off and he groaned and filled her pussy with thick hot jism.
When he was spent, when his lava was in her body, they clung together. He left his prick inside her as they rested and they stayed that way until it began to stir again.
Chapter Seven
As time went on Lilly fucked Cary, adding him to her sex partners in the Warren family. More and more she began to feel sorry for her mother, who Lilly suspected had a very dull sex life. And she vowed to do something about it.
She waited until one day when everyone else was out and then she knocked on her mother's bedroom door. "Can I come in?" she called out.
"Sure, honey," Myrna said opening the door. "I was just about to get in the shower. What's up?"
"I just thought we could spend some time together today is all," the dainty blonde said, gazing at her mother's tits.
Myrna glanced down at her almost totally exposed boobs. "Oh, dear they're big, aren't they?"
Lilly grinned. "They're terrific," she said. "I wish mine were that big."
"They will be by the time you've had a couple of children," Myrna said. She dropped down on the bed and patted the mattress. "Sit down, baby. What would you like to do today?"
"What was it like to nurse us kids?" Lilly said, sitting next to her mother.
"What a question," Myrna laughed. "Why do you ask?"
"I've been thinking about it lately."
"Well, it's very nice, I guess," Myrna said. "I haven't thought about it in years."
"Does it hurt?"
"When you started teething it hurt a little."
Myrna blushed and looked around the room. "Any other questions, young lady?"
"Yes, did you get turned on when we sucked?"
Myrna's face turned crimson. "Now you're going too far," she said. "What a question!"
"But, Mom, I want to know," Lilly said. "If you closed your eyes could you tell if it was us or Daddy?"
"Lilly, you're too much!"
The little blonde shut her eyes tight and leaned back on the bed. "I couldn't tell," she said. "If someone was sucking my boob right now I wouldn't know if it was a boy or a baby. Honest, I wouldn't."
"What do you know about sucking tits?" Myrna said.
"Oh, Mom, I'm growing up, you know."
"But you seem so young and innocent to me," Myrna said, stroking the teenager's hair. "And so wrapped up in church activities."
"Well, I love my church work," Lilly said quickly. "But you don't want me to stay a baby forever."
"No," Myrna said, a worried frown on her face. "But I was kind of hoping you'd stay pure for a while."
"Were you a virgin when you were my age?" The petite blonde grinned wickedly.
"Young lady, you're going too far," Myrna smiled. "That is none of your business and it's time I showered." She rose up and walked toward the door. "If you want to come with me you can, but no more questions."
Lilly sprang up from the bed and followed her mother out of the room. Once in the bathroom, Myrna dropped her robe and stepped into the shower while Lilly sat on the toilet and peed.
"What do you say we have a nice lunch and talk," Myrna called out over the noise of the shower.
"Sounds nice," Lilly said, rubbing her pussy with toilet tissue.
"Maybe we'll even have some wine," Myrna said. "Just like business women out to lunch downtown."
"How come you never had a career?" Lilly said, sliding a finger into her horny slit.
"In my day women stayed home and had babies."
"Were you ever bored?"
"Sometimes."
"I think I'll have a career and a family."
"That's what you say now."
Myrna turned off the shower and stepped out, wrapping a huge fluffy towel around her curvy body. Lilly stared at her wet cunt-muff and lush ass and absent-mindedly frigged her cunt.
"What are you doing?" Myrna said.
"Oh, yeah," Lilly giggled, taking her hand away from her cunt and getting to her feet.
They returned to the bedroom and Myrna finished dressing. Lilly sat on the bed and watched as Myrna slipped her huge tits in a lacy bra and stepped into black string bikini panties.
Lilly's eyes were glued to Myrna's body. She felt her pussy stir as her mother pulled a tight tee-shirt over her head and stepped into a cotton skirt.
"Why are you looking at me that way?" Myrna said.
"You're real sexy."
"Thank you, darling, so are you."
"Have you ever had a lesbian affair?" Lilly said.
Myrna whirled around and faced her. "Why I ought to wash your mouth out with soap, young lady!"
"I'll bet Aunt Donna has."
Myrna blushed furiously at the memory of the three-way fuck with her sister and brother-in-law. "What makes you say that."
"Donna's real wild," Lilly said. "Real wild."
"And how do you know that?"
"She told me."
"What else did she tell you?"
Myrna was beginning to feel terribly uncomfortable. If Donna told Lilly anything, she would just die of shame.
"It's nothing she told me, but I sometimes see her doing things with Cary."
"You mean you spy on them?"
"Oh, Mom, it's not like that."
"Spying is spying," Myrna said, trying to change the subject. "Do you spy on your father her and me too?"
"Oh, Mom, no."
"I don't know if I believe you," Myrna said. "Maybe you're lying." Lilly became frightened. Maybe she had gone too far.
"Let's go down and eat," she said, taking Myrna's arm. "I'm starved." They went downstairs and Myrna fixed two chicken salads for their lunch. She poured some wine into two glasses and they took everything out to the patio.
By the time Myrna had finished her wine, she forgot why she was angry at her blonde daughter and they were giggling like teenagers as they chatted.
"Did you ever want to ball with another woman?" Lilly said as Myrna filled their glasses for the third time.
"Once or twice," Myrna said. "But it's wrong and you must never do it."
"But, why is it wrong?" Lilly persisted.
"You used to tell Jeff and me when we were little to be curious about life. Well, now I'm curious and you're telling me not to be."
Myrna realized Lilly was right. She had encouraged curiosity. Yet she certainly hadn't meant lesbianism. "How about going into the house," she said, rising unsteadily to her feet. "All this booze is going right to my kidneys."
They giggled as they raced to the bathroom. Lilly reached the toilet first and Myrna squeezed her thighs together to keep from wetting her panties.
"Hurry up, I'm dying," Myrna giggled drunkenly.
"Boy, this feels wonderful," Lilly said, letting loose a spurt of piss.
"Oh, I can't stand it!" Myrna shrieked, pulling her skirt up and her panties down.
Lilly giggled and wiped her cunt, moving quickly off the toilet seat and making room for her mother. Myrna sat down and peed, loud and long, and Lilly sat on the floor and watched the stream come out of her pussy hole.
"You shouldn't look at me like that," Myrna hiccuped.
"Your cunt looks like mine."
"Honest?"
"See, they're almost identical."
"Oh, Lord, to think I'm comparing my cunt with my daughter's!"
Yanking up their panties, they left the bathroom. They walked toward Lilly's room and the teenager sat on the bed while Myrna sat on a straight-back chair.
"Tell me," Myrna said, her words slurring from the wine. "Do you really think I'm sexy?"
"I think you're a real dish and so does Jeff."
"Oh, Jeff thinks so too? How do you know he thinks so?"
"You're just fishing," Lilly said. "Because he told me so if you must know. We talk about you and Daddy and Aunt Donna and Uncle Cary all the time."
"What about Uncle Cary?" Myrna said carefully. "Do you find him attractive?"
"If you mean do I find him fuckable, the answer is yes."
"Why, Lilly, since when do you use that kind of language?" She crossed her legs and when her skirt wound up above her crotch she left it there and appeared unconcerned.
'Don't worry, Mom," Lilly said. "I'm on the pill. Come here, Mom," she said softly, yanking at Myrna's hand. "It's only a word."
The brunette rose up and dazedly followed her daughter to the bed. They sat down together and Lilly put her arm around Myrna's shoulder. When they turned to face each other, it seemed to be entirely natural to kiss.
Lilly's heart pounded when Myrna stabbed her tongue into her mouth. She certainly hadn't planned this. All she'd wanted to do was help her mother have a more exciting sex-life. But now that it seemed they would wind up balling, the petite blonde was more than ready.
"I don't know what we're doing, but I can't help myself," Myrna said, rolling over onto the bed.
"Oh, Mom, I think it's neat!"
"You must never tell anyone. Ever. It's just because I'm drunk."
"Cross my heart!"
The little blonde stood up and pulled her tee-shirt up to her neck. She unhooked her bra and pulled it off and then shoved a tit into Myrna's mouth.
"Suck it, Mom," she said, standing in front of the turned-on woman.
"Yes, darling," Myrna whimpered, pursing her crimson lips and fastening them to Lilly's pink nipple.
"Oh, Mom, you're making me so hot!" the teenager sighed.
After a while Lilly pulled her tit out of Myrna's mouth and fed her the other one. She sat down again and they kissed, exchanging saliva and tongues.
Myrna's hands were all over her, stroking her hair and caressing her neck and face. Soon she dragged her fingers down the girl's tits and squeezed the heavy melons.
"Darling, you've got such delicious tits," Myrna said.
She hungrily sucked and licked the girl's boobs and Lilly's pussy throbbed with excitement. "Can I suck yours too, Mom?" she said.
"Mmmmmmmm," Myrna mumbled. She circled her tongues around the teenager's boobs and flicked it over her puckered nipples. She pulled her tee-shirt over her head and now Lilly was naked from the waist up and she closed her arms around her mother's neck.
She wanted to suck Myrna's tits and cunt and asshole and she ran her hand over Myrna's inner thighs and teased her cunt through her panties.
"Let's undress," Lilly said.
"Yes, darling, we'll just get our clothes wrinkled."
They quickly stripped their clothes off and on an impulse Lilly dragged Myrna over to the full-length mirror and compared figures. Lilly was shorter and very blonde, but their tits and cunts were amazingly similar.
They climbed back onto the bed and Myrna bent over the blonde and held her tits in her hands. Once again she licked and kissed the girl's stiff nipples and ran her tongue over the underside of her heavy jugs.
"So firm," Myrna murmured. "Mine are starting to sag."
Lilly lay back and sighed as Myrna devoured her boobs. She clamped her teeth over one of the teenager's nipples and lashed it with her tongue.
Lilly tangled her fingers in her mother's hair. She turned sideways and ran her fingers over Myrna's silken inner thighs. She loved her mother's body. It was so full and ripe, like an earth-mother.
Myrna's entire body trembled when Lilly ran her fingers inside her wet slit. She sucked harder on Lilly's tits when the teenager ran a finger up and down her delicate pussy-petals.
"Suck mine now," Myrna said, moving up and pressing one of her huge tits into the girl's mouth.
Lilly eagerly sucked it in. How wonderful it was to give her mother pleasure! How exciting; to be biting and licking her mother's big jugs.
Suddenly Myrna bent down and buried her face against Lilly's gash.
"Mother!" the blonde gasped.
"Oh, dear, I don't know what's come over me," Myrna said, lapping her tongue in a frenzy over Lilly's cunt. "I've never done anything like this in my life!"
Lilly's blood raced as her mother wet down her pussy-muff with her tongue and split her inner cuntlips apart in search of her cunthole. The girl raised her ass up off the bed and pried her cuntlips apart so Myrna could stuff her tongue into her hot hole.
"My clit, Mom, my clit!" the teenager moaned.
"What, darling?" Myrna said, lifting her face. Her lips were wet with Lilly's pussy-dew and her cheeks were pink.
"Lick my clit, Mom," the teenager whimpered in a strangely child-like voice.
"Yes, darling," Myrna murmured, darting her tongue-tip back and forth over the teenager's joy-button.
Lilly had never felt sensations like those her mother was giving her. She had never really been interested in trying lez-love, but now that it was happening she loved it.
But she missed a prick. "Stick your finger inside me," she moaned, and Myrna thrust her index finger in the girl's gash while she licked her clit.
"Is it good, darling?" Myrna said.
"I need a cock, Mom."
"I'm sorry, honey, but I can't give you that," Myrna giggled.
"I'm gonna come soon anyway," the teenager breathed. "I can feel it coming. Don't stop sucking."
Myrna flicked her tongue back and forth over the top of her slit while she finger-fucked her cunthole. Lilly arched her back and shrieked, no longer missing a prick so much as she had before.
Pushing her snatch firmly against Myrna's mouth, Lilly crashed through an orgasm. When it was over, she still missed a cock. Myrna sensed her unhappiness because she sucked the girl's clit between her teeth and Lilly came again. But the teenager was insatiable.
"More, Mom, more!" she cried.
Myrna picked her head up. Her jaws ached and her own pussy needed attention. Turning her body around, she lowered her cunt to Lilly's mouth.
"We can do it together," she said, plunging her lips over the girl's gash.
Lilly gazed with fascination at her mother's cunt. Whitish pussy-juice oozed out of her hole. She sniffed Myrna's pungent female smell and extended her tongue, licking up some of her cream.
It tasted sweet and in a moment the teenage blonde had her tongue all the way inside her mother's cunthole. She held her lush ass and snaked a finger into her asscrease while she tongued her pussy.
Myrna came almost at once, babbling and shaking, but continuing to lick and suck Lilly's snatch. "More, baby, more!" Myrna gasped. "Make me come again. Oh, God, it's too much! Suck my cunt! Suck my cunt! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Chapter Eight
Myrna felt guilty. She had done so many wild things lately, she could hardly meet Paul's eyes. Yet she had a strange feeling that he wasn't entirely innocent either. More than once she'd seen him gazing at Lilly in a peculiar way. Once she'd seen him patting Donna's ass. Donna grabbed his crotch in return. And neither of them had seemed surprised by the grope.
Yes, she felt guilty, but she could hardly keep her own hands off Cary so she tried staying away from the teenager. It wasn't easy. Whenever she turned -around he was there, grinning teasingly and whispering provocatively.
"When is Cary leaving?" she asked Paul one morning before they went downstairs.
"Your guess is as good as mine."
"Don't get me wrong, it's wonderful having your brother and sister here, but it's getting a little crowded."
"He says he's got his orders," Paul said, gazing at her strangely.
Myrna felt agitated and tried to hide it. She wrapped her arms around Paul's neck and kissed him. "Don't pay any attention to me," she smiled. "It's just that we don't get to spend much time together lately."
Later she drove to the beach alone and settled down to soak up the sun and read a magazine. What she didn't know was that Cary had followed her.
"Got room for one more?" he said.
"What are you doing here?"
She gazed up at him, aware that her tits were falling out of her bikini top. A tight hot feeling invaded her pussy at the sight of his familiar body. He was so young, but so damn sexy! How could she resist him when he followed her around like this?
He flopped down onto the blanket and handed her a tube of suntan lotion. "Do me," he mumbled, rolling onto his belly. "Do yourself," she said. He raised his head and stared at her with hurt eyes. "That doesn't sound like you, Sis," he said. "When did you get so snippy?"
"I'm sorry, Cary," she said. "Here, give it to me. I'll grease you up."
She smeared the lotion over his back and legs, concentrating on his shoulders and the back of his neck. She didn't know why but she loved the back of his neck. She had an urge to bend over and kiss it right now, but she forced herself to lay back down and pretend to sunbathe.
"How did you know I was here?" she said. "I know you better than you think."
"Oh, Cary, don't!"
He lay his face on the side where he could face her. "You know I'm crazy about you, don't you?"
"I know no such thing."
"Aw, Myrna, you know how I can't keep my hands off you."
She said, "Boys your age are always horny."
"Don't treat me like a kid, Myrna," he said softly. "Please. I'm a man. You ought to know that by now."
She blushed. She hated being reminded of their affair and how much she loved when he fucked her. He did anything she wanted in bed. When she wanted it hard and deep, he fucked her hard and deep. When she was in the mood for a slow lazy fuck, he slid his prick in and out so slowly her clit throbbed with every thrust.
Yes, he was right. She knew by now he wasn't a kid. Maybe he was only eighteen, but he fucked like a man. Better than Paul and probably better than a lot of older men. That was the reality.
She rolled over and onto her side and faced him. "I know you're not a kid, Cary," she said softly. "It's just that I feel so guilty sometimes."
"Aw, Myrna, you shouldn't." He stroked her hair very lightly, his fingers grazing her warm cheek. "How can it be wrong when we enjoy each other so much."
"But you do it with Donna too," she blurted out. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that."
"It's okay, Sis. You've got a right to say anything you want. Donna and I fuck because we've been doing it for years and because we dig each other in bed. But with you it's different. With you there's a kind of magic."
She covered her eyes with her arm and rolled onto her back. "Don't talk like that," she said sternly, her voice quavering. "I'm married to your brother and I'm the mother of two kids not much younger than you are. This is crazy."
"Aw, Myrn, don't talk like that. You love when I fuck you." He planted his hand on her belly and gazed down at her. "Don't you love when I fuck you? I've got a hard-on for you right now. It's a big one, Myrn. And it's all for you."
Now her pussy throbbed with excitement. She knew the crotch of her bikini bottom was soaked with sex-arousal. "I'm so confused," she said. "I don't know what to do."
"Then let me make the decisions," Cary said.
She closed her eyes and felt her tits jiggle inside her flimsy bikini top. She had taken the straps down and now Cary dangled his sturdy fingers over her cleavage. She knew she would wind up fucking him, probably here at the lake. Being outside made it even more wildly exciting. Was that why she came here alone? Did she want her young brother-in-law to follow her?
"How do you want it, Myrn?" he whispered, stroking her thighs. "Hard and deep? Splitting your sweet cunt in two? Or do you want it slow and easy? You know how you love it when my cockshaft rubs real slow over your clit? Which kind of fuck do you want, Sis? Or do you want both? That's the best idea yet. First I'll fuck you nice and slow and bring you off a few times. Then I'll fuck you like a machine gun and drive you nuts."
He chuckled as he rolled onto his knees and lowered his mouth to her belly. He licked her navel and swirled his hot wet tongue all around her bulging jugs. She moaned and raised her knees, dropping her head to one side and surrendering to his caresses.
He yanked her halter top off and began kissing and licking her tits.
"Hmmmm, Myrn," he mumbled, "you're so fucking sexy."
"Jesus Christ!"
The voice was horribly familiar and Myrna's eyes popped open. "Oh, my God!" she moaned. Standing over them, shielding his eyes from the sun, was Jeff.
He stared at her in awe, his lips working, but no sound coming from his mouth. His eyes glittered brilliantly and his cheeks were flushed. Cary seemed to be thinking hard and suddenly he grabbed the boy's hand.
"Come on, if you're big enough, you're old enough."
He pushed Jeff's head down over Myrna's boobs and the boy automatically opened his lips and sucked one of Myrna's tits into his mouth.
"Cary, what are you doing?" Myrna cried, trying to push Jeff's head away.
"Cool it, Myrna," Cary said softly. "As long as he's on to us, we better make the best of it."
"Oh, my God, what will become of us?" she grasped frantically clutching Jeff's hair.
"This is incest!"
Struggling half-heartedly to rise up, she shut her eyes tight and tried to pretend it wasn't happening. Suddenly Cary bent over and began sucking her other tit.
"Maybe it'll work out okay," Cary snickered. "Isn't this every woman's fantasy, Myrn? Tell the truth. Haven't you been dying to ball two guys?"
"No." she moaned. "No, I never even thought about it."
"I brought a six-pack," Jeff said, lifting his head from his mother's tits. "Jesus, Mom, you've got the biggest knockers I've ever seen."
"Open the beer and let me have one," Myrna said. "Quick. I need to relax."
She gulped down a can of beer and started a second. The booze calmed her down and she decided to make the best of a crazy situation. What she was about to do was a sin. It was terribly perverted and morally wrong, but she had no choice. She couldn't stop it from happening and she knew it.
She untied the one little string keeping her halter top around her mid riff and tossed it aside. She lay back on the blanket, breathing deeply as she gazed from one teenager to the other. One was her brother-in-law and the other was her son, but right at the moment all she saw was cock. There was a huge bulge in Cary's crotch and an obvious hard-on in Jeff's. Two pricks reaming her out here under God's sky. How could it be wrong?
"Each of you suck one of my tits," she said, holding her arms out.
The teenagers flopped down on their bellies on either side of her and proceeded to work on her boobies. She wiggled her ass from side to side and tangled her fingernails in their hair. All this attention worked fast to ignite her cunt. Incredibly, she had a small orgasm as they nibbled and licked her tits. They hadn't even touched her cunt yet.
She shuddered as the convulsions raged through her. "Did you come, Mom?" Jeff said, his eyes wide with wonder.
"Yes, darling, I had a lovely come."
Now she pushed her bikini panties down to her ankles. Cary pulled them off her feet and she spread her legs and raked her fingernails over her bristly gash-jungle.
"Maybe one of you should stand watch while one of you fucks me," she said, feeling wanton and sexy and very, very free.
"Aw, Mom, let us fuck you together," Jeff whined.
"Then take your shorts off, darling," she said, "and get over here."
He grinned as he stripped his trunks off. She was fascinated by his cock. It was big and thick and pink with lust. He had thick bluish veins on his shaft that throbbed with excitement. His cockhead was huge. Bigger than Paul's. She blushed at the thought of Paul. If he knew what she was doing he'd kill her.
She trembled when Jeff crouched between her wide-spread legs and examined her slit. "Shit, you've got an interesting gash, Mom," he said.
"What makes it interesting?" she said. He dabbed a finger around her cunt-mush and grinned. "There's so many folds," he said. "And it's so purple."
"Fuck me, Son," she said, pulling him down on top of her. "Stick your cock inside me and fuck me."
Lunging forward, his arms and legs flying awkwardly around, he managed to stick his boner halfway into her cunthole. She hunched forward and pulled him in all the way, clinging to him, her arms around his neck and her legs around his back.
"Oh, darling, fuck mother!" she cried. "Hold my ass, that's right, like that, and stroke real slow for a few minutes."
He gripped her asscheeks in his hands and caressed them as he slowly snaked his prick in and out of her clutching pussy. Cary sat nearby and beat his meat as he watched the lewd scene.
Myrna twisted her head and fucked back at Jeff's dick. He filled her completely. His cock seemed to fit perfectly into her cunt. He held her ass and brought it up off the blanket as he slid his prick in and out of her succulent snatch.
When it began to rain, she hardly noticed it. The sun disappeared and there was a clap of thunder, but she didn't care. It only meant they were probably assured of privacy and she didn't care if she got wet. It added to the ex-
citement of the fuck.
"Oh, God, Son, I'm coming!" she moaned. "Oh, God, I'm coming! Come in me! Come in me! Oh, God, fill me with your cream!"
He pistoned his prick in and out of her grasping pussy-hole as she came and came and came. His jism squirted into her cunthole and as he plowed his dick more forcefully, she came again.
"Fill mother up," she gasped. "Fill me up with your lovely fuck-cream. Oh, Jeff, darling, you're fucking me so good I'm coming again!"
She shrieked as his still-stiff prick continued reaming in and out of her gash. She kicked her heels against his back until he collapsed on top of her, his face nestled against her tits.
"There, there, darling, you're exhausted," she murmured. "Oh, my darling boy, you made mother feel so good."
"Are you too tired for more?" Cary said, hovering over her.
"No, of course not," she smiled, embarrassed at having forgotten about his presence. "You rest," she said to Jeff. "Come, Cary. Don't feel left out."
Jeff rolled to the side and watched his young uncle kneel between his mother's thighs. It had stopped raining and the sun was out again and the boy gazed with loving eyes at his sexy mother.
Myrna held her arms around Cary's neck and gazed into his eyes. His cock nestled against her cunt and he grinned down at her. "I guess you could say Jeff's a motherfucker," he said.
"Stop it," she giggled, wiggling her ass and trying to force his dick inside her. She was still horny and ready for more cock. Maybe I'm making up for all the years of boring sex with Paul, she thought. Oh, God, Paul! "Darling, are you okay?" she called to Jeff. "Yeah, Mom," he said, laying down on his belly with his head next to Myrna's. "Do you think I'm terrible?" she said. "I think you're the best mom in the world." "Oh, darling, you're so sweet." She pushed her tits against Cary's chest and gyrated her hips. She dragged her fingernails down his arms and squeezed his balls.
"You like to tease me, don't you?"
"Yeah!" he chuckled. His eyes glittered and he moved his hands from her butt to her tits. He bent his head and licked her boobs while she held his prick inside her cuntflaps.
"If you don't fuck me soon, I'll get Jeff back here," she giggled.
Cary clutched her assflesh and rammed his dick into her cunthole. "The hell you will!"
Now he was all over her. He clutched her tits and french-kissed her. He left his prick imbedded inside her as he kissed her throat and tits and ears.
"Shit, Myrna, you're such a good fuck!" he grunted.
"Jeff's watching!" she cried, as if suddenly aware of the boy's presence.
"Shit, Mom, you're too much," the teenager said, his face an inch away from hers.
She draped her legs over Cary's shoulders and tilted her ass up to meet his thrusting dick. She shivered through an orgasm and no sooner did the wild sensations taper off then she had another one.
Her cuntlips continually clutched his dick and milked it, but the boy still sawed his prick in and out of her gash. She opened her jaws wide and gasped when she suddenly felt Jeff's prick filling her mouth. The boy had straddled her and shoved his dick balls-deep into her throat.
This is what it's all about, she thought as she sucked the boy's fuckpole into her mouth and fucked back at Jeff's cock. We're just animals anyway, aren't we? Just human animals.
She held his dick-root and directed the mouth-fuck. She slid the ring of her lips down his shaft and jiggled his nuts. They were rapidly filling with jism and she wanted his load in her mouth.
"Shit, Mom, this is great!" Jeff croaked. "I'm coming soon!" Cary growled. She wanted them both to come at once. She wanted her mouth filled with Jeff's spunk and her pussy with Cary's. She thrashed her legs in the air and clamped her cuntlips around Cary's dick. He fucked her faster and deeper, his cockshaft rubbing her clit with every stroke. He pounded his prick in and out of her spasming gulch and dumped his load inside her.
She whimpered, swirling her tongue over her son's cockhead and feeling the jism leak out of his piss-slit. She lapped her tongue over the flared rim under his cock-knob and held his ass while the boy filled her mouth with his bitter-sweet come.
His cockhead swelled up as jet after jet of cream spilled out of his split. Myrna hungrily sucked it up and let it roll around her tongue before swallowing it down.
When the boy rolled over to the side of the blanket and rested, Cary straddled her tits and pushed his half-limp dick into her mouth. "Lick it a little," he said. "I think I can get it up again if you lick the knob."
Chapter Nine
Cary finally got his orders. All the women in the Warren family were sorry to see him leave and Myrna planned a big barbecue in his honor.
Donna planned something more private. She was determined to have one more fantasy come true before Cary left for the navy. Her fantasy of being fucked by both her brothers and her nephew at the same time.
She started bv confiding in Jeff. She told the boy what she wanted to do and asked him to help her plan it. He promised he would, nodding solemnly when she made him promise not to tell his mother or sister. She wanted this to be her party without any other women around.
One day she and Jeff were fucking in his car down by the lake. Donna's cheeks bulged with the boy's fuckpole. "I can get Mom and Lilly out of the house tomorrow all day," he said through clenched teeth.
She teased his cockhead with the tip of her tongue. "How?" "Leave it to me."
He suddenly pushed his entire prick down her throat and came, filling her mouth with his frothy white spunk. She held his balls and squeezed them while she hungrily devoured his man-cream.
Turning around abruptly, she dropped her cunt over his face, grinding down until her clit was in his mouth. "Make me come!" she hissed. "Oh, fuck, that's good!"
She shivered violently and then climbed around the back seat of the car and sat in her nephew's lap. She was far from sexually satisfied. She needed a good hard fucking. But she wanted to know the plans.
"Tell me," she whispered in his ear, rubbing her ass against his limp fuckpole.
"Nothing doing," he said. "Shit, you're getting me hard again."
The next day Myrna and Lilly went out with Lilly's bible class and told the rest of the family they'd be back late. After breakfast Donna went up to her room and changed clothes. If she was going to be the star of an orgy, she wanted to be dressed in her sexiest clothes.
She wore her shortest, tightest shorts and a tight tee-shirt without a bra. She stepped into high-heeled sandals and pulled her long red hair back into a ponytail.
She clipped big gold hoop earrings into her ears and added an extra coating of mascara to her already-long lashes. Her heart pounded and she felt almost virginal as she went downstairs.
Paul and Cary were sitting in the den on the sofa. Their hands were folded in their laps and they smiled shyly. Jeff lay on the rug on his belly eating an apple.
He's such a child, after all, Donna thought as she stood in the doorway and tried to look casual. Her cheeks felt warm as she gazed from her older brother to her younger brother. She pulled her shoulders back and thrust her tits out. Thank God I still have firm boobies, she thought, but they swayed slightly as she walked across the room.
"Hey, guys, get going," Jeff snickered.
Paul flushed and Cary coughed. "How are we going to do this, Sis?" he said, his voice cracking.
"I'll go first," Paul said, rising up and taking Donna's hand.
The redhead loved how her older brother took charge and she felt his eyes on her ass as she wiggled up the stairs to her bedroom. Once inside, Paul seemed to lose his nerve.
"What now?" he said, his eyes on the floor.
She moved in front of him and cupped her tits through her tee-shirt. "Not bad, huh?"
she giggled.
"Shit!" he hissed, beads of perspiration erupting on his forehead.
She pulled her tee-shirt up and exposed her bra-less tits to his eyes.
"I love when you suck them," she said in a throaty voice.
"It's a good thing you're leaving soon," he said, his eyes hot and his voice hoarse.
He worked his belt open and unzipped his fly. "This what you want?" he said, tugging his jeans and shorts down.
"It's a good place to start," she smiled. "Wouldn't you say, brother dear?"
"Shit, we've got to find you a husband," he said.
His cock stood up. It was already hard and Donna licked her lips as she gazed at it. Kneeling down in front of him, she fluttered her fingers over his balls and lightly swirled her tongue over his cockhead.
"And to think I've got two more of these in reserve downstairs," she said.
"You've got hot pants, don't you?"
She laughed out loud. "That's an understatement, brother, dear. I've been told by guys who should know that I'm a nympho. But I don't care about labels. I only know if I don't get laid at least every three days I get horny."
She knelt between his legs and stroked his hairy thighs. She caressed his balls and deliberately stayed away from his prick. It stood up from his thick cock-bush, grazing his belly. She lowered her mouth to his crotch and touched her moist lips to his knob.
He sucked in his breath and she untied her ponytail to let her long hair flutter over his cock and balls. He grimaced as her hair tickled him and she wrapped a long strand of hair around his cockshaft, leaving only his cockhead exposed.
She ran her tongue over his fuck-bulb and he smiled down at her as she clutched his cock-root. She unwound her hair from his fuck-
stick and pursed her lips.
She fluttered her long lashes and tried to look innocent as she sucked just the very tip of his cockhead into her mouth. "Mmmmmm," she said, lashing her tongue-tip over the leaking slit. "Yummy.''
As always when she had a prick in her mouth, her cunt burned with excitement. The crotch of her panties was stuck inside her pouty cuntlips and she shivered slightly as she darted her tongue from his cockhead down his shaft to his balls.
Paul grabbed her head and held it still while he forced her to accept more of his fuckpole into her mouth. She loved his forcefulness. She loved when he became impatient and took charge. She loved when he raped her mouth. Ever since she could remember she'd gotten off on being dominated.
"Tie me up and blindfold me and rape me," she said.
"You're crazy."
He held her ears and shoved his prick inside her lips. She decided not to argue with him. Some day he would do it and she could wait. Until then she had his dick to suck and she closed her lips around the flared rim under his cockhead and suctioned hard on his pole.
"Shit, that's good!" he hissed, gripping her head and pumping more of his boner into her mouth.
When the door opened, she tried to turn her head, but he held her firmly and fucked her mouth. "It's only the guys," he said through clenched teeth. "Sit down and shut up," he said, and Donna ignored them as she became engrossed in sucking Paul's dick.
She sniffed around his cock-bush and sucked up the jizz leaking out of his pisser. He groaned and forced more of his long prick into her mouth and she opened her jaws wide to accept it.
His balls bounced against her chin and the boys snickered and made obscene remarks as she sucked his dick. She barely heard them. The feel of his prick filling her mouth was all she needed. And if anything the remarks the boys were making only turned her on more.
Saliva filled her mouth and his prick swam in it each time he pushed in. When his cockhead hit her tonsils, she swallowed and maintained her control. But Paul went crazy.
"Fucking mouth is driving me crazy!" he roared. "Fucking mouth is gonna bring us off! Suck it, bitch! Suck it good, you hot-cunted bitch! You cocksucking slut! Suck it good!"
Donna felt her throat muscles close around his cockhead. Her cunt convulsed and lubricated as she deep-throated her older brother. He had never been so aggressive before and she loved it. God, how she loved having a prick deep inside her throat!
His heavy balls flopped against her nose and she darted her fingers inside his asscrack. He grunted when she tickled his bung and forced a fingertip into the little hole.
He pulled back and roared, driving his prick all the way into her throat. She no longer bobbed her head. He held her in an iron grip and fucked her mouth. He used her lips like a cunt, splitting them in two with his thrusts.
She lost all sense of time and place and barely noticed that the teenage boys were in the room watching her every move. She felt Paul's prick-knob swell in her mouth and he heaved forward as he dumped his load into her throat.
She thrust her finger all the way into his asshole when his jism began splashing into her mouth. He held her ears and dug his fingers into her head. It would later prove to be painful, but now it didn't matter. Pain meant nothing to the horny brunette when she had a good hard fuck-stick in her mouth.
He continued thrusting his hips forward and filling her mouth with jet after jet of ropy jism. His prick began to lose its stiffness, but it remained half-hard even as she sucked the last few drops of spunk out of his cockhead.
When soon his balls were drained, she continued nursing on his prick. She flicked her tongue-tip around the flared rim under his now-spongy cock-knob. She squeezed his balls, opening her jaws and sucking the leathery, but empty nuts into her mouth.
Paul released her head and lay back panting for breath. He muttered under his breath from time to time and she heard Jeff and Cary chuckle.
"Did you see her suck?" Jeff said in awe. "She's the best cocksucker around," Cary said proudly.
"Don't stop," Paul gasped, lifting his head and smiling fondly at his sister. "It'll come up again if you keep licking."
Donna stretched out on her side next to him and licked his cock and balls clean. She lapped her tongue like a mother-cat over his cock-jungle and when she was through his prick stirred, but remained limp.
He rolled to the edge of the bed and made room for the others^ Jeff and Cary climbed onto the bed and reached for Donna. "Take my clothes off," she said.
They snickered as they pulled her tee-shirt and shorts off. Her tiny string bikini panties were wet with pussy-juice and Cary yanked them off her ass and threw them in Jeff's face.
"Smell what a good hot cunt smells like," he said.
Jeff held the crotch of her panties against his nose and inhaled deeply. "Shit, what a hot bitch!"
Donna grabbed a pillow and stuck it under her head. She raised her arms and toyed with her hair, aware that her boobs moved delightfully with every movement of her arms.
She moved a second pillow under her ass and spread her legs wide. "There's a hot cunt waiting for someone," she whispered. She thrust her pussy forward and vulgarly fondled her wet, tangled cunt-muff. "Who wants some?"
She rubbed a fingertip over her juicy twat and then deliberately licked it clean before turning over onto her belly and gazing at the two boys. Cary got to her first and yanked her over onto her back again.
It didn't take him long to strip his clothes off and when he was naked he hovered over her, his prick swaying over her belly. She grabbed it in one hand and with her free hand she stroked his balls. What a dream! All this male-salami just for her. By the time Cary was no longer hard she would have Jeff. Then when Jeff was exhausted, Paul would be hard again. What a way to go!
Now she gazed at her younger brother's dick. It was as large as Paul's but the skin was younger. More creamy-colored and velvety. And his cockhead was so big she thought it would burst through his skin.
But Cary was too hot to waste time. He pulled her legs apart and mounted her without any foreplay. She didn't need it. She'd had all the foreplay she needed with Paul. Sucking a prick was the best foreplay in the world.
Cary leaned forward and probed her pussy with his prick-head. He stroked her clit with the tip and she felt the moisture in his pisser. After caressing her for a few moments, he pushed down and penetrated her gash.
As usual she loved the moment of entry. The feel of a big fuckpole as it slid inside her drove her wild with lust. "Jesus, I love it!" she cried. "I love fucking!"
Her pussy clutched his dick. She felt every ridge and vein on his shaft as her cunt-walls closed around him. She raised her legs and rested them on his shoulders and then someone shoved a cock in her mouth and she instinctively knew it was Jeff.
Now Cary fucked her with long deep thrusts and Jeff mouth-fucked her. Suddenly she had a third cock in her hand and she squeezed her fingers around Paul's half-hard dick.
Cary fucked her like a stallion. She didn't know if he was showing off for the others, but he pistoned his dick in and out of her gash so brutally she thought he would split her wide apart.
He held her ass up off the bed and dug his fingertips into her skin. Her lips stretched wide over Jeff's cockshaft and soon he was mouth-fucking her with his entire fuckpole.
She clutched Paul's prick in her hand and felt it harden. She pushed her cunt back at Cary's stroking dick and felt the first of many climaxes engulf her.
She tried to cry out, but couldn't. Jeff forced his prick in and out of her lips and she gasped for air as her orgasm raged through her. Cary pushed her knees back and she felt them press against her tits as he corkscrewed his cock in and out of her spasming gulch.
"Suck it!" Jeff croaked. "Suck my dick!"
The boy's balls slapped her chin and she sucked in a frenzy as Cary pulled his dick out of her cunt and moved it to her asshole. Oh, God! she thought. He's going to stick it in my ass!
Without loosening her up, he thrust his fuckpole into her bung. After the first terrible pain, her asshole stretched wide to accommodate his prick and she felt the sensations peculiar to having her asshole fucked.
She loved it. Jeff thrust his steaming prick in and out of her lips and Paul managed to shove his inside her cleavage. Cary came after a half dozen strokes, filling her butt-hole with his thick jism.
She had an intense orgasm when the come-enema engulfed her. White, hot sensations streaked through her and she felt someone stick a finger into her cunthole as Cary's dick slid in and out of her butt-hole.
Cary finally pulled out, collapsing on the bed in a heap. Donna lay back with her jism-splattered, oily cunt exposed. She couldn't resist frigging herself. When she was this hot, she could bring herself off with one or two strokes on her clit.
Someone grabbed her hand and sucked her fingers into his mouth. It was Paul. How sweet! she thought. She felt drunk with desire and passion.
"Where's Jeff?" she said. "Jeff didn't come yet."
"Here he is," the teenager grinned, climbing around on the bed and straddling her. "This what you want?" He pointed his dick at her and she giggled.
She nodded weakly as he moved forward and drove his fuck-stick into her gash with one stroke. "Yes, that's what I want!" she shrieked.
Paul and Cary crouched over her, pumping their pricks. They forced the couple to roll over and now Donna was on top and Jeff lay flat on his back.
She knew what was coming and she gurgled with excitement as she fucked up and down on her nephew's dick. Perfect, she thought as Paul wedged his cockhead inside her asscrack. Just perfect!
Cary crouched beside her and forced his still-soft prick into her mouth. She wiggled her ass as Paul slowly shoved his prick-head into her jism-soaked bung. He held her waist as she bounced up and down on Jeff's cock and she fell forward as his fuckpole drilled inside her.
Cary's prick slipped out of her mouth. He leaned forward and sucked one of her swinging tits into his mouth. She trembled at the feel of the two cocks fucking her. She clutched Cary's neck and pressed her tit firmly against his mouth.
Cary spit her tit out and shoved his prick back into her lips. She fastened her mouth around his mushroom-shaped cockhead and sucked hungrily. She swirled her tongue over his piss-slit and felt his knob grow in her hot wet mouth.
He pushed in and stuffed her mouth with his cockshaft. She wrapped her tongue around his stalk as he sawed in and out of her lips. On the in-stroke she fluttered her tongue over his cock-root.
Jeff came first. He grunted softly and filled her pussy with his sweet cream. Paul moved his fuckpole slowly and tenderly in and out of her bung. He came next, giving her her second come-enema in an hour and she came when Cary filled her mouth with his load.
Chapter Ten
Donna bit her lower lip as Paul stiffened his tongue and slipped it inside her cunthole. He pulled it out and let it flop up and down her slit. Donna wet her fingers and played with her tits. She would be leaving her brother's home tomorrow and they were having a farewell fuck.
Cary had left for the navy. She missed him already, and she knew she would miss Paul and Jeff too when she went home. Still, it was time to move on to new excitement and new men. There was nothing like a new romance. Even Paul's cock was becoming a little boring to the restless redhead.
"What are you thinking about, Sis?" he said.
"About going home."
"You could stay awhile."
He flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit and the edges of her cuntflaps. Stuffing his thumb into her cunt, he lapped gently on her love-button as his sister fondled her boobs.
"I think it's time I left," she said. "Don't stop that, Paul. That's very good."
He fucked her with his thumb and flicked his tongue up and down her petal-like pussy-pulp. He momentarily removed his thumb from her gash and sucked up the thick juice oozing out of her body.
"Do you think Myrna's wise to what we've been doing?" he said.
"I wouldn't be a bit surprised."
"She hasn't said anything," he said. He slid his hand under her ass and brought her pussy up to his mouth.
Donna pulled on her tits while he slobbered over her cunt. For some reason she wasn't as turned on as usual. She didn't know why. God knows Paul was trying. But although she was hot and horny, and she liked the way he sucked her cunt, she was still far from turned-on.
She tried wiggling her ass back and forth and pushing her cunt against his lips. She tried moving her ass up and down and forcing more friction on her clit, but nothing worked. Maybe he was too predictable and she needed constant excitement. Maybe she was just a slut at heart.
He tongued her gash and she pretended to be excited. "Keep licking my clit," she hissed.
She stroked her tits and moaned and he believed and she was turned-on because he stopped sucking and began mounting her.
"I need more sucking!" she said, pushing his head back down between her legs.
"You just can't get enough, can you?" he chuckled. He opened his jaws wide and fastened his lips over her cunt-mound. He nibbled on her cunt-hair and sucked her clit between his teeth.
She humped her ass up at his sucking mouth and shrieked. "I'm coming soon, Paul! Don't stop! For God's sake, don't stop!"
Grabbing his hair, she ground her pussy against his mouth and incredibly enough an orgasm convulsed her. Despite herself, she had a nice climax and when it tapered off he picked his head up and wiped his hps.
"You really exhaust a guy," he said.
He pressed his entire face against her belly. The feel of his bristly cheeks on her skin was exciting. Now that she'd had one orgasm, she knew the next would come easier. My comes will come easier, she thought to herself. It's like the domino theory. I come once and then I come again and again and again. Thank God!
Paul held her tits and sucked and licked them while she thrashed her legs in the air and held his body between her strong thighs. He pushed her tits together and buried his face inside.
"Hey, can I fuck your tits?" he said. "First let me suck your cock." He rolled over onto his back and grinned up at her. "I'd never argue with a lady," he said.
She sat on his thighs and held his prick in one hand and his balls in the other. She wet her fingers with cunt juice and coated his shaft with her cream. She squeezed hard on his cock-root and smeared the tiny drop of jizz over his cockhead.
She loved his cockhead best of all. Some women liked a man to have a long prick, but she didn't care as much about the length as she did about the size of a man's knob. She loved when the cockhead was so big she felt it stretch her cunt-mouth. She loved when a man fucked her and concentrated his cockhead on her clit. Paul did that sometimes. God, she loved it! She always had intense orgasms that way.
She wet her fingers with her juice again and lubricated his prick-knob. It was big and the skin was stretched taut and she licked her lips at the prospect of how it would taste in her mouth.
Stretching out on her belly, she tossed her hair over one shoulder and lowered her head to his crotch. She licked the cream out of his jism-hole and relished the taste on her tongue. She sniffed around his cock-bush and pushed her nose around his matted jungle. She loved the smell of him. The male smell. She pushed her nose against his balls and inhaled deeply.
Yummy, she thought. This is what I need.
Curling her fingers around his prick, she sucked his entire cockhead into her mouth. She slid the ring of her lips halfway down his shaft. Then she pulled back and held only his cock-knob between her lips. He groaned and his cock-knob seemed to swell in her mouth.
Without warning, he pushed his ass up and forced his entire prick into her throat. This was what she loved! She loved when he was forceful. When he fucked her mouth without regard for her.
Maybe I'm just a woman who needs to be roughed up a little. It was true she enjoyed fucking the most when the man pushed her around. It had always been that way. Ever since she could remember, she'd liked being pushed around by whoever was fucking her.
Now she hungrily swirled her tongue back and forth on the underside of his prick-head. There was a stretch of skin that was very sensitive and she lashed her tongue back and forth while Paul clenched his teeth and grunted.
She stopped swallowing, allowing the saliva to gather in her mouth. Then she let his cockhead bathe in it before eagerly sucking half his cockshaft back into her mouth.
His balls were wet with saliva. It coated his prick and she squeezed his ass while she sucked one of his hairy-covered balls into her mouth.
She thought about her sister-in-law. She had so much on Myrna, she didn't care if the brunette did find out about her and Paul. Cary had told her about Myrna's session with both boys. And how Myrna had gotten off on fucking her own son. No, she's no angel, that's for sure, Donna thought as she sucked Paul's other ball into her mouth. No angel at all.
"You love sucking my balls, don't you, Sis?" Paul said softly.
She did. She loved the taste and feel of his nuts in her mouth. She didn't know why. His cock smelled better. His balls were a little strong tasting. But she loved them just the same. She loved when his ball-fuzz floated around her saliva-filled mouth. She liked to nibble the thin skin on his eggs and feel his balls jump around his ball-bag.
Opening her jaws wide, she tried to suck both balls into her mouth at once. She giggled as she struggled, but they were just too big and too bloated with jizz. When they were emptied of his spunk, she'd be able to suck them both at once.
"Just as I suspected," a voice hissed. Shocked out of her reverie, Donna spit out Paul's balls and twisted her head to see Myrna standing in the doorway.
"Close your mouth," Myrna smiled, as she closed the door behind her and walked over to the bed. "You'll catch flies."
Donna brazenly faced her, rolling around on the bed with her legs splayed open. "Okay, so now you know," she said. "You're not going to pretend to be innocent, are you?"
Paul's face was drained of blood. "Jesus, Myrna, I don't know what to say."
Myrna gazed at him almost shyly as she slowly unbuckled her belt. "You could ask me to join you," she said softly, unzipping her skirt and dropping it to the floor.
She stripped the rest of her clothes off while Donna ran down to the kitchen for some drinks. Myrna and Paul kissed and whispered together until the redhead returned.
Myrna confessed that she'd done some pretty crazy things too and that she'd long suspected he and his sister were fooling around. He told her from now on they would try new things in bed, new things that would keep fucking exciting. Then when they cheated, they would do it for the variety, but not because their own marriage was stale.
Donna walked back into the room and climbed onto the bed. She held a bottle of scotch in one hand and three glasses in the other. She poured three drinks and they drank a toast.
"Here's to where it's at," Donna giggled, draining her glass. "And where it's at for me is between my legs."
Paul choked on his scotch and Myrna giggled happily. "Go on, you two, and finish what you were doing," she said. "It's positively intriguing."
She lay on her side at the edge of the bed and sipped her drink.
"Only if you play with yourself while we do it, honey," Paul said.
Myrna flushed slightly as she raked her fingernails through her cunt-muff. "It's a deal, honey."
Donna pushed Paul down on his back and climbed between his legs. "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted," she giggled, lapping her snake-like tongue over the rim of Paul's cockhead.
Myrna settled down to watch, one finger moving in and out of her cunthole and one caressing her tits. She watched Donna take Paul's entire fuck-stick into her throat and was thrilled at the picture they made.
When the door opened again, all three of them cried out. "Oh, no!"
Jeff and Lilly trooped into the room, half-naked. "No fair!" Lilly shrieked. "You can't do this without us!"
Both teenagers stripped the rest of their clothes off and joined their mother at the side of the bed. "I guess it's going to be a family affair," Paul chuckled.
Myrna giggled and ruffled Lilly's blonde hair. "You little vixen," she said affectionately. "Now you sit quietly and watch your father fuck your aunt. There are no more secrets in the Warren family."
Both children lay down on either side of their mother and Myrna draped her arms around them as Donna proceeded to blow Paul.
The redhead was thrilled at all the attention. She loved being watched by the others. It filled her need to be an exhibitionist and she eagerly sucked his cockhead inside her lush lips.
"Are you going to fuck her, Dad?" Jeff said.
"You bet, Son," Paul said.
"Where are you going to give it to her?" Lilly said, her eyes glittering with excitement.
"Where do you want me to give it to her?" Paul said.
"You mean you'll do whatever I say?" Lilly squealed, stretching out on her belly, and Paul nodded. "Then fuck her in the ass, Daddy," the little blonde said, turning to her brother. "Is that okay with you, Jeff?"
"Sure," the boy said, pumping his dick as he stared at his aunt.
Myrna continued masturbating as Donna rolled onto her hands and knees. The horny redhead was delighted to have her asshole fucked. She twisted her head around and gazed at Paul. He was kneeling on his knees behind her ass, his prick swaying back and forth.
He held her hips and pried her asscheeks apart. He ran the flat of his hand up and down her asscrack and placed his prick-knob over her bung.
He moved it to her gaping slit and wet it down with her love-dew before returning it to her shitter. She wiggled her ass and met Myrna's eyes.
"Wild!" she hissed. "I wouldn't mind having a cock in my mouth too," she said to Jeff.
The boy grinned and glanced at his mother, as if for approval. "Go ahead, darling," Myrna said.
Donna raised her ass higher as Paul rubbed his wet cockhead around her asscrease. Jeff lay down under her face and pushed a pillow under his ass to raise himself up.
The redhead easily sucked his cockhead into her mouth just as Paul pushed forward and stuffed his cockhead inside her shit-chute. She groaned at the penetration and bit down on Jeff's fuck-stick.
"Shit, Dad, this is great!" the boy cried.
Paul dug his fingers into her hips as he thrust his entire prick into her tight hot asshole. Donna devoured Jeff's dick while Paul teased her clit with his fingers and fucked her butt-hole.
Suddenly Lilly pulled Jeff away. Straddling his thighs, she sank down onto his prick and began fucking him. Donna missed having his cock in her mouth, but she loved watching the teenagers fuck.
Her asshole clutched Paul's prick. He snaked it in and out, slowly and deeply, and suddenly Myrna stretched out next to her and slipped her hand under Donna's tits.
She pushed her head under Donna's body and sucked her tits while Paul lunged forward and rammed his prick balls-deep into the girl's asshole.
"She's sucking my tits!" Donna shrieked. "Fuck that cock!" Paul growled. He slammed his fuckpole in and out of Donna's shit-chute. He fucked her brutally, the way she loved it, and the redhead climaxed. His balls slapped her ass and cuntlips and Myrna nibbled and licked her tits.
When Paul came, Donna fell forward. He pulled out of her asshole as his cockhead began squirting fuck-cream and Myrna rolled around and forced her mouth over his prick.
Donna had never seen anything like it in her life. Her sister-in-law was as wanton as she was. Maybe more so. To think she was sucking Paul's balls dry right after his fuckpole had been in Donna's asshole! What a family!
Jeff and Lilly were still fucking and now Donna straddled the boy's face. "Suck my pussy," she said, and he obediently began licking her cunt.
Paul was licking Myrna's pussy. He snaked his tongue in and out of her snatch. He held her asscheeks in his hands while he nibbled and licked her cunt-pulp.
He licked her pussy-jungle and her hairy cunt-flaps. He pushed two fingers into her twat and lapped his tongue-tip over her clit.
Donna climbed off Jeff's face and lay next to her sister-in-law. She stroked Myrna's hair while Paul tongued her cunt. Paul's cock was almost hard again and Donna motioned to him to fuck his wife.
Grinning, he straddled Myrna and stuffed his half-hard prick into her gulch. Donna stroked Myrna's tits while Myrna squeezed her cunt around Paul's prick.
Suddenly Jeff was shoving his cock into Donna's mouth and Lilly was licking her boobs. "We're gonna miss you, Auntie!" Lilly said.
Donna couldn't answer, but she smiled through a mouthful of cock-flesh. Jeff drilled his prick in and out of her lips and Lilly suctioned her tit into her mouth.
Donna gazed at her brother and sister-in-law. Myrna was laying flat on her back and Paul was sitting on her chest. His cock was imbedded in Myrna's mouth and he humped his ass as he fucked her lips.
The redhead trembled as she suctioned Jeff's fuck-stick into her mouth. Her cheeks caved in, but she took in every inch. She lapped her tongue over his cockhead and sucked the jizz out of his pisser.
She tasted her niece's pussy-juice on his cock and balls and that added to the excitement. She wondered what Cary was doing right now and wished her brother was here to enjoy the family fun.
Sliding her lips down to his cock-root, she held Jeff's dick inside her mouth and felt his cockhead against her windpipe. She slid her fingers up and down his shaft, encouraging him to come.
His cockhead swelled up and he grunted and a rush of jism splashed into her mouth. Jet after jet of fuck-spray coated her tonsils and the redhead swallowed it down with relish.
She pumped his prick until his balls were drained and then lay back and watched Lilly bring herself off..
What a family, she thought with a smile. What a wonderful family!
