Karen Starr rolled onto her belly and moved a hand between her legs. Despite her natural aversion to masturbating, she knew she would never get to sleep until she relieved herself.
She was divorced with a teenaged daughter, and she still couldn't use the word masturbation. She always referred to it as relieving herself.
It was an old habit and she couldn't help herself. She'd been raised by a puritanical mother, and, even though she was past thirty, she couldn't seem to break out of the chains of chastity. Her brothers hadn't been raised the same way. In her family the boys were raised to be macho and the girls to be demure and chaste. Well, now she was living the results of those early years and it was hell.
She had come to stay with her brother Dave and his wife, for the summer. He had invited Karen because she was having a difficult time with her daughter.
Linda was only a child, but quite sassy for her age. Karen had written to Dave and told him she couldn't handle the girl. He and his wife, Gina, had responded by issuing the invitation. The idea was to expose the girl to family life and help her to become a proper young lady.
Karen had misgivings about the plan. Gina and Dave had two teenaged sons, and Linda had flirted with them outrageously ever since they had arrived. Karen was more despondent than ever and thought about returning home. But she couldn't hurt Dave and Gina, and there was a part of her that enjoyed being in the bosom of their family.
Now she explored her pussy as she thought about her life. What a mess she'd made of it so far! Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she was a passionate woman. And yet she was so frightened of her feelings and so terrified of meeting another brute like her ex-husband.
Just thinking about her ex-husband made her shiver. Their courtship had been brief. Only a week. Her mother had told her not to marry him, but she'd been completely swept away by his aggressiveness and her own deep longings.
Their honeymoon had been a disaster, and nine monthsMater she gave birth to Linda. Her husband walked out a month before the child was born, and she received the notice of the divorce from his lawyer. She never heard from him again and he never saw his daughter.
Just thinking about their wedding night made her skin crawl. She'd only been eighteen and totally innocent about sex. He had made her do horrible things. Things that still gave her nightmares.
As she fingered her pussy, she thought about that awful night when she'd lost her virginity and a lot more. She'd been brutalized, and, even now, after all those years, she was still frightened of men. She hadn't slept with anyone else after Clark left. All these years she'd remained celibate. She'd relied on her fingers to relieve the awful burning between her legs, but no man had touched her.
Since she arrived at her brother's house, she found herself with strange new longings. She didn't understand her feelings and they frightened her. Dave's two boys were well-built teenagers and she didn't think it was her imagination that they were always staring at her tits.
The Lord had given her enormous tits. All her life men had made lewd gestures and obscene remarks. She'd prayed a lot for God to give her strength to combat the unwanted attention. It was a struggle, but one she was determined to win.
Unfortunately Linda had the same figure. Linda's tits were bigger than her mother's. And the little redhead had a pert round ass too that she showed off by wearing skin-tight jeans. Karen simply had no control over the girl. Linda rode roughshod over her.
Since they'd arrived at Dave's, the boys had paid a lot of attention to Linda and the girl reveled in it. Linda was a born flirt. She had her father's personality and never missed an opportunity to show off her tits to the nearest man.
It's not fair, Karen thought as she inched her finger into her cunt. The girl was too much for her. Maybe Dave and Gina would know how to handle her.
She thought about her handsome brother and his wife. They had a good marriage, and Karen was a little jealous of them. Gina was a lovely woman with dark hair and a firm body. She and Dave acted like lovebirds even after all these years. Dave was always touching Gina, and Gina blushed like a schoolgirl.
Why wasn't I lucky enough to find a man like Dave? Karen thought. But she knew the answer. Gina hadn't been raised by a stern mother. Gina had come from a warm family that encouraged displays of affection.
Not that Gina was fast, yet Dave had intimated that he wished his wife would be more uninhibited sexually. But Gina laughed it off and told him she was too old to change.
As Karen fingerfucked herself, she heard a strange sound coming from the room next door. It was Gina's and Dave's room, and the sounds were the sounds of lovemaking.
Karen rolled onto her back and shoved a pillow between her thighs. She clamped her legs around the pillow and covered her ears to keep out the wanton sounds.
Her release was eluding her tonight. She was probably over-excited. She wadded up the sheet and rubbed her cunt briskly. She managed to give herself a small orgasm, and she lay panting when it was over.
How sad to have to indulge in self-gratification! Maybe she was wrong not to have affairs like other women. But Clark had frightened her so. If everyone did what he'd made her do, she wanted no part of it.
She wondered if Dave made Gina do those filthy things. She groaned and struggled to a sitting position. It was late and she knew she would never sleep until the noises next door abated.
Again she covered her ears with her hands. It was so awful to hear Gina moaning like that. She sounded just like an animal.
Then she heard Dave cry out and then the sound of bedsprings. Gina shrieked, and Karen sat bolt upright and covered herself with a sheet. Her heart pounded wildly. Oh, it was awful! The sounds were so awful! It must be horrible for Gina to be forced to do those things.
She moved her hand between her legs and wept. The one orgasm hadn't been enough. Not with the racket Gina and Dave were making. It was enough to drive a woman crazy. Maybe it had been a mistake to come here. What if Linda could hear them too? What if the redheaded teenager was listening to them at this very moment?
Oh, it was horrible! Karen worked her fingers over her pussy and sobbed into the pillow. She smelled her own cunt aroma on the pillow and cried harder. She would be punished for what she was doing. She knew that. God would punish her for not being able to control her urges. Would he punish her for not controlling her teenage daughter too? Was Linda still pure?
Karen had a terrible feeling the girl let the boys do awful things to her. Maybe she even let them go all the way. The thought was too horrible to contemplate. But kids Linda's age could get the pill so easily. What was a mother to do?
Karen used the palm of her hand to rub her cunt slit. She thought about her nephews and the way they stared at her tits. She moved a hand to her tits and tugged on her nipples while she fingered herself.
It was quiet next door now. Gina and Dave must have fallen asleep. Karen wondered if Gina enjoyed what Dave made her do. How could she? How could any woman?
Karen hated fucking. Clark had been brutal and horrible and he'd hurt her. And worse, he'd made her do perverted things that even now she remembered with a shudder.
The old memories came crashing back as she lay wide awake and unable to relax. Her wedding night. It had been a nightmare. A nightmare to a wide-eyed eighteen-year-old who adored her new husband. And a nightmare to the mature woman who had been terrified of men ever since.
Her mother had bought her a trousseau and a nightgown to wear on her wedding night. Karen remembered the gown�lovely long flannel with a high neckline and long sleeves. She had scrubbed her face clean and brushed her hair until it shone.
Clark loved her long blonde hair. She had climbed into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. But Clark had stalked to the bed and pulled her up. He'd made fun of her nightgown and made her remove it.
She remembered how Clark had whistled when he'd seen her naked body. She tried to cover herself, but he held her arms behind her back and snickered.
"You're built like a brick shit-house," he said.
"Oh, Clark," she said, blushing furiously.
He told her to get on the bed, but not to cover herself. She watched with pounding heart as he undressed. She'd been excited by his muscular chest and the thick mat of hair covering his upper arms and shoulders. When he removed his pants and shorts, she looked away. When he was totally naked, he told her to look at him. Her cheeks hot, she gazed at his cock and saw with relief that it was limp.
"It's up to you to get it hard," he said.
She was bewildered. "Me?"
He chuckled harshly. "Don't you know anything?"
He moved to the bed and his cock bobbed as he walked.
She tried not to look at his balls. They were as limp looking as his cock. Would he expect her to get them hard too? Did balls get hard? There was so much she didn't know.
He climbed onto the bed next to her and took her hand. She flinched when he tried to make her touch his cock.
"Hey, we're married now, remember?" he said harshly. "You're going to blow me and then we're going to fuck. It's called consummating the marriage." He chuckled nastily. "Come on, kiddo. Show the old man what you can do. Then I'll know what I still have to teach you."
"Don't do that," she exclaimed, trying to pull her hand back.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" he said, yanking her back.
"What's blowing?" she said, panic causing her stomach to churn.
He groaned. "You mean you don't know what a blow job is?"
She shook her head.
"It means you get down there and take my cock in your mouth," he said. "Until it gets hard."
She blushed crimson. What he wanted was a perversion. Only whores did it. She'd heard of oral sex, but she had been led to believe that married women didn't do such things.
She swallowed hard and tears came to her eyes. She knew she had to do what he wanted. A wife was supposed to make her husband happy. But she was horrified by the prospect. If Clark really loved and respected her he wouldn't want her to commit such a vile act.
He glared at her and she knew she had to do it. She told herself Clark was her husband and loved her. He wouldn't make her do anything evil. She took a deep breath and forced back her tears.
"You'll have to show me what to do," she whispered hoarsely.
He grinned. "Sure, honey, sure. I'll show you everything. Just don't you worry about a thing. You're just a kid. I'll show you the ropes. You'll like it, you'll see. All the girls I know love a mouthful of cock."
He told her to begin by taking his prick in her hand. Her fingers shook as she approached him. Before their marriage they had kissed and hugged, but he'd never made her touch his cock. She knew somewhere in her mind that married people did these things. But she dreaded it. She didn't like the feel of his cock. It made her feel all crawly and funny all over to touch it.
He curled his fingers around her hand and made her squeeze his cock. After a while he took his Hand away, and she began to like the silky feel of his fuckpole. When he told her to move the skin up and down, she pumped him. She liked that too.
"A little faster," he said.
"Like this?" she said timidly.
"Yeah, and a little more friction," he said, guiding her hand up and down his swelling dick.
Her heart skipped a beat when she realized his cock was growing stiff. It felt so funny to be pumping a man's cock and making it swell. Clark lay back and closed his eyes as she worked her fingers back and forth on his meat. When she did something he didn't like, he frowned and grabbed her hand and showed her what to do.
Soon she moved her hand freely as she pumped his cock. She was beginning to enjoy herself. As long as Clark's eyes were closed, he wasn't staring at her tits. She'd been horrified at first when he'd stared hotly at her naked body. But now he couldn't see her and he had no way of knowing that she was getting all warm and sticky between her legs.
"Not bad for the first time," he said. He opened his eyes and met her gaze. She looked down. "When it's a little harder get down there and take it in your mouth."
"Yes, honey," she said, but she was terrified.
She was hoping he wouldn't force her to suck his cock. How she dreaded it! How she wanted to make him happy using only her hand!
She automatically increased the pressure on his cock. She prayed that she would excite him so much he would finally just mount her and fuck her without making her blow his cock. It was not to be. A nasty gleam appeared in his eyes.
"You think you're going to get away with a hand-job, don't you?" he said.
He stared at her big tits as she blushed hotly.
"I want to please you," she said.
"You ought to want to please yourself," he said harshly. "Who wants a wife who doesn't have a hot cunt?" He sneered and folded his arms under his head. "What an asshole I was to marry you," he muttered under his breath.
"Oh, Clark, don't say that, darling," she said, pumping harder on his cock. "You said you loved me. You told everyone you loved me."
He chuckled. "Yeah, I know I gave you all that bullshit. A guy with hot pants^l say anything. And you're a cute little dish. Shit, with those tits you look like you'd be a hot one. Tell �ou the truth, I thought you were shitting me with that shy act. But you really meant it, didn't you? Shit, I'll have to spend a lot of time breaking you in."
Karen felt her eyes fill with tears again and she gazed down so Clark wouldn't see them. She'd make him happy if it killed her. She had to make him happy. How could she face her family and friends if she failed at marriage?
"I'll try," she whispered as she moved her fist up and down his prick.
His balls were swollen now and she realized they were filling up with male-fluid. She knew all about male anatomy and all the things involved with sex. But the thought of taking Clark's cock in her mouth made her sick to her stomach.
"Get down there and take it in your mouth," he said in a cold voice.
Squeezing back her tears, the young bride knew she had no choice but to do as he asked. Sinking down over his crotch, she brought her lips to within a few inches of his cock and balls. She told heself it was okay. Clark was her husband and they would work things out. He loved her and she loved him. Everyone engaged in sex. And maybe other married women did things like this. Would Clark make her do it if it was really wrong?
He scowled impatiently and humped his ass off the bed. His cock stood up like a club. It frightened her. His prick had grown so big and hard and menacing looking.
She breathed deeply and exhaled her warm moist breath over his cock. She stroked his thighs, and he opened his eyes and gazed at her coldly.
"Get your mouth on it now, blondie," he said. "Just stick your tongue out and give it a taste."
Chapter Two
Karen awakened the next morning, exhausted and depressed. She dressed quickly and went downstairs for breakfast.
Gina was alone in the kitchen and the children were still in their rooms. Dave had gone to work early, and the two women scrambled eggs and fixed toast prior to calling the youngsters down.
When breakfast was ready, Gina went to the bottom of the stairs and yelled up to her sons.
Karen admired the way the brunette handled the boys. The younger woman envied her sister-in-law her light-hearted ways and good sense of humor and the easy relationship she had with her boys.
The two women carried platters of food into the dining room and sat down to begin eating. Karen took small portions of everything while Gina ate heartily.
"You eat like a bird," Gina said.
"This is plenty," Karen replied.
Gina glanced at her sharply. She suspected that Karen was an unhappy woman. She felt sorry for her and wanted to help her, but it would be difficult if Karen didn't confide in her.
Now the children walked into the room and the two women stopped chatting. Linda slid into a seat between her two cousins. She barely looked at her mother, and Karen felt more miserable than ever. Her only child had no respect for her. She was a failure as a mother just as she'd been a failure as a wife.
"You've got dark circles under your eyes, Mom," Linda said, gazing coyly at her older cousins.
"Didn't you sleep okay, Aunt Karen?" Ricky asked.
"I slept fine," Karen said, pushing back a strand of hair. "It's just that I have to get used to sleeping in a strange bed."
Gina glanced at her and thought she saw her begin to cry. "We'll have your mother feeling at home in no time," she said to Linda.
The blonde teenager grimaced. "Mom's so uptight," she said, delicately sipping her juice.
"I think she's neat," Ricky said.
"Me too!" Eddie exclaimed.
Karen felt her eyes fill up. Her nephews were more sensitive to her than her own daughter. She lowered her eyes and pretended to eat, but it was no use. She pushed her chair back, rose up and rushed from the room.
She ran upstairs and threw herself down on the bed. She sobbed quietly and barely heard the door open, but she felt Gina sit down on the bed and pat her back.
"Come on back," Gina said. "The kids don't understand what's going oh."
"I don't understand what's going on either and I'm an adult," Karen sobbed.
Gina stroked her hair. "I think I do."
"What do you think it is?" Karen said, sniffing.
Gina stared at her. She grimaced. "I think you're a woman alone, trying to raise a daughter without a husband. A daughter who's high-spirited and hard to handle. And you're frustrated and exhausted and unhappy. Am I getting close?"
Karen smiled despite herself. "Close, yes."
Karen's eyes brimmed over and she began sobbing.
"Crying.isn't the answer," Gina said.
"What is the answer?" Karen asked. .
"Fighting."
Karen raised her head and gazed at her sister-in-law. "I don't know what you mean. It's not my nature to fight."
Gina frowned. "Well, learn how before the worms get you. Listen, I've got to get down to make sure the boys have what they need before they leave the house. They're taking Linda to the beach, so we don't have to worry about them for the rest of the day. Then you and I can talk some more. I'm going to pound some toughness into you if it's the last thing I do."
When Gina left the room, Karen thought about what she'd said as she dragged herself into the bathroom to bathe. She filled the tub with hot water and slowly eased herself down into the steamy bubbles.
She let herself float and went over her conversation with Gina. What did she mean by learning to be tough? Was it possible to change a nature? And what did Gina mean about her being frustrated? Was it true? Did she need a man and a real sex life? Maybe her fingers weren't enough. Maybe masturbation wasn't enough for a healthy woman.
She rested her head on the porcelain and let the soapy water engulf her. She thought about Clark again. Last night she'd fallen asleep thinking about her wedding night. As horrible as it was, she awakened with a sticky wetness between her legs and an urgent need to relieve herself. She hadn't done anything about it, and now she reluctantly moved a hand between her legs and touched her pussy.
She remembered the first time she licked Clark's cock. She had obediently stuck out her tongue. Shyly and gingerly she licked the moist tip of his cock.
He muttered and smiled and closed his eyes, his hands folded over his chest. She lapped her tongue over the velvety head of his bloated cock.
She was surprised that she liked the taste. She had expected it to taste awful, but in fact there was a nice sensation throughout her body when she licked his cockhead. It tasted slightly salty, but the skin was soft. Maybe it wouldn't be an ordeal after all.
He opened his eyes and frowned. "Get it in your mouth. Lick it good and take it into your mouth. Don't be such a baby. It won't bite you."
She held her breath and forced herself to lick harder. She wanted to please him. He was her husband and she loved him. She flicked her tongue from his cockhead down to his cock-root. She flinched when her tongue hit some bristly cock-hair. He scowled and grabbed her head.
"Act alive," he said. "You're licking it like you're about to go to the fucking electric chair."
She forced herself to drag her tongue-tip over his cock-bush and down to the wrinkled flesh of his balls. She was surprised at how nice his balls tasted. Even the leathery texture was appealing.
Clark laced his fingers through her hair and forced her mouth more firmly over his cock.
"Suck it harder!" he said. "Jesus, you're a trip. Get my balls good and wet."
Eager to please, the young bride lashed her tongue over his balls and wet them down with saliva. Clark muttered his approval and she took a deep breath. Thank God he was pleased with something. Still, she hadn't yet taken his prick all the way into her mouth as he urged her to do.
"Take my cock all the way into your mouth," he breathed.
She swallowed hard and knew she had no choice. He was her husband and he was the boss. He knew best too. Didn't all men? Hadn't her mother taught her that all her life?
She placed her moist lips on the tip of his prick and waited. He yanked on her hair and with a tiny sigh she opened her jaws and took his cockhead into her mouth. She sucked in and he grunted. He released her hair and she knew she was pleasing him.
"Now suck and take the whole shaft in," he said.
She was afraid she would choke to death if she tried to take his entire prick into her mouth. It was too big. He was asking the impossible. Still, she tried. She suctioned it in inch by inch and tried not to think of the perversity of it all.
Her blonde curls bobbed around as she took half his cockshaft into her mouth. Her lips stretched wide and she drooled over his prick. Still, it wasn't enough. He grabbed hold of her hair again and forced even more of his prick into her mouth.
"Suck it, damn you!" he muttered. She sucked harder and he swore at her. "That's what I get for marrying a virgin with big tits. Shit, you can't even suck a cock worth a damn."
She felt her eyes fill with tears as she struggled to breathe with his prick in her mouth. She was trying her best and her best wasn't enough. Maybe her marriage was a big mistake. Maybe her mother had been right. Maybe she should have waited a while. She was so confused and so filled with love for her impatient husband.
As she continued licking and sucking, Clark began humping his ass off the bed and finally he released her hair.
"That's better, hon," he said, thrusting his prick all the way into her throat. "Much better. Maybe you'll catch on yet."
His words of praise excited her, and she sucked until her jaws ached. He stopped thrusting his cock into her throat and that helped. But so far he hadn't even touched her. Weren't husbands supposed to make love to their wives? Clark hadn't even kissed her or touched her tits.
A half hour later he finally climbed on top of her. "Okay, now you'll get yours."
She felt crushed by his weight, but she gazed up at him with love in her heart. She waited for him to bend down and kiss her, but he didn't. Instead he roughly shoved her legs apart and rammed his cock into her pussy.
She gasped at the sudden intrusion. Her cunt was wet enough, but the abruptness of the penetration took her breath away. Where was the tenderness she'd expected? During their brief courtship he'd been so gentle and loving. Now he was almost brutal in his demands.
She tried pumping her hips and meeting his fuck-thrusts, but he held her imprisoned by the full weight of his body. Her pussy creamed around his prick, and he buried his face in her neck and grunted.
"You've got a nice tight little cunt there, I'll give you thai," he gasped.
She responded and felt her pussy squeeze tightly around his cock. He fucked faster and the room went around in circles. It was wonderful! She loved it! Even though he hadn't kissed or caressed her, she loved the way he fucked. She squealed and felt herself soar to heights of the most intense pleasure she'd ever experienced. She writhed around under him and thrashed her legs with abandon.
And then, as suddenly as it began, it was over and warm liquid was pouring into her pussy. Clark plunged his cock more forcefully into her cunt a few times and then lay his full weight on top of her and caught his breath.
After a few moments he rolled over and went to sleep. During their entire wedding night, he never once kissed her.
Later, after wiping away her tears and dressing, Karen went downstairs and Gina took her into the den.
"Let's talk," Gina said.
For the next two hours Karen poured her heart out to the older woman. She told her about her marriage to Clark and how brutal and unloving he had been. She told her about her disappointments and frustrations and that she hadn't been with a man in years. Gina raised her eyebrows at that information, but Karen was determined to be perfectly honest. When she was through, Karen admitted she was sexually frustrated, but said she couldn't seem to trust men after her disastrous marriage.
After her confession, Karen sat back against the sofa and felt better than she had in years. She felt purged and trusting. Gina would help her find her inner strength. She just knew she would.
Gina wasn't as confident as Karen of her healing powers. Later that night she told Dave about her talk with his sister.
"How are you going to help her?" he said. "When did you get a psychology degree?"
"Between us, we've got to help her," Gina said, climbing into bed and cuddling next to her husband. "She can't continue living like this. She's drying up. And Linda. That kid just wraps Karen around her little finger. She's like the mother and Karen the child. It just burns me up to watch it."
Dave drew Gina into his arms and kissed her. "Yeah, it would be nice if Karen shaped up. Maybe if she just watched us she'll see that men aren't all beasts."
He lifted her nightgown and squeezed her ass.
Gina squirmed in his arms. "Oh, yeah? Why, look at you. If you're not a filthy beast, what is?"
Giggling with delight, she climbed over him and wriggled her ass over his prick.
"How about a little fuck, big boy?" she said.
"Come and get it, baby," he said, clutching her asscheeks in his hands. "Do you wanna suck first or fuck?"
"Surprise me," Gina said. "You know how much I love surprises."
What neither of them knew was that Karen was watching them from outside on the porch. She'd been wide awake and unable to sleep, excited by her conversation with Gina. She'd gone out onto the porch to get some fresh air and come upon Dave and Gina's bedroom window. She realized the shade was up a few inches and if she crouched down she could see inside the room. She knew it was wrong to look, but she felt drawn to see what was going on in their bed. It had been so long since she'd been with a man. And just catching a glimpse of her brother and his wife wouldn't do any harm.
The breeze whipped at her robe as she peered inside the window. Dave and Gina were in bed, and Gina was sitting on top of him. Her nightgown was up to her waist and Dave had his hands all over her ass. Karen blinked and then blinked again. Oh, God, they're going to do it, she thought. They're going to make love and if I stay here I can watch them.
She barely breathed as she watched Gina haul Dave's cock out of his pajama fly. The horny woman's heart pounded. Dave's cock looked so big even in its flaccid, state. What must it be like erect?
Meanwhile Gina pulled her nightgown over her head and stretched out on her back. She seemed so unihibited about the act. Karen envied her so. And her body was lovely. Her tits were large and her waist tiny. Her ass was a trifle large, but Dave seemed to like it.
Karen watched her brother strip his pajamas off. She could no longer see his prick because he hovered over Gina and began sucking her tits.
Karen felt a tightness in her chest as she watched Dave go from one tit to the other as he licked and devoured Gina's large pinkish nipples. Karen could see the look of ecstasy in Gina's eyes and she felt her pussy lubricate. How she wished she were in Gina's place now! How she wanted to have a man making love to her!
Karen's eyes widened, and she moaned softly when Dave took his cock in his fist and pressed the head between his wife's cuntlips. Gina positioned her legs around his hips when he pushed in. Tears came to Karen's eyes. Gina looked the picture of contentment. Oh, how she envied her!
Karen knew she should leave. She knew it was wrong to spy on them. They were being so kind to her, letting her stay with them all summer. Yet, even as she thought about leaving, she knew she didn't have the strength to return to bed. She was totally fascinated by the sight of them fucking.
She could see Dave's prick slide in and out of Gina's pussy. She'd heard about pornographic movies, and this was almost like watching one. She gazed at Gina's cuntlips. They were clutching Dave's cock and sucking on it. Oh, it was all so interesting! She realized then how much she'd missed all these years. Maybe it wasn't too late. Maybe she could still find a man and have a normal sex life. All men weren't like Clark. She knew that now. Dave was different. He obviously loved Gina and wanted to give her pleasure.
Karen watched and listened. Gina grimaced and thrashed her legs around as Dave pumped in and out of her cunt. Karen's heart pounded. When she returned to her room, she'd have to relieve herself. No, she thought. I must use the right words. The words people in the real world use. When I return to bed I'll masturbate. No, I'll jerk off. I'll bring myself off. She smiled in the darkness. I, Karen Starr, will jerk off tonight. She hugged herself.
Now Karen turned her attention back to the scene on the bed.
Gina was bucking her ass wildly and gyrating her hips. Her dark hair flew over her face and she was yelling something Karen couldn't hear.
Dave looked like a bull as he rammed his prick into Gina's cunt. He grabbed her ass and seemed to batter her.
Karen felt weak and faint. Her pussy dripped juice and some of it leaked down her inner thighs. She prepared to leave. It would be wrong to stay any longer. Still, she hesitated. And, as she gazed at the scene on the bed, she moved a hand to her pussy and gently touched herself.
I want it too, she thought as she rubbed her pussy through her robe and nightgown. Oh, God, I want it too!
Chapter Three
Linda had never been happier. Spending the summer with her cousins was the best thing that had ever happened to the teenager. Her mother was a drag, always nagging her to clean her room and eat all her vegetables. She hardly ever saw her father, but she adored him and resented her mother for divorcing him. The little redhead had her father's nature. She was nothing like her mother and she was happy about that.
Sometimes she wished her mother would get married again. Maybe then she'd stop bugging her. But she never even had a date. Linda was sure her mother hadn't gotten laid in years. As for the teenage girl, she had already discovered sex and was busily exploring all facets of her favorite pastime.
When she'd arrived at her uncle's, she'd immediately zeroed in on her cousin Eddie. She preferred Ricky, but since Eddie was younger he was more responsive to her advances. Rick could wait for later. Right now Eddie served very nicely by regularly putting out the fire between her horny young legs.
One day the two youngsters went on a picnic at the lake. As they lay in the sun after lunch, Linda untied her bikini top and let more of her tits show.
She felt Eddie's eyes on her and she rolled onto her side and faced him.
"When we leave here, let's go somewhere and fuck," she said.
Eddie flushed. Linda saw the mass between his legs throb. She knew she had him. The problem was where to go.
"Where should we go?" Eddie said hoarsely.
"Why can't we use your room?" Linda said, running her fingertips over the boy's chest.
"My mom's home," he said. "And so's yours."
"Maybe they went out," Linda said in a soft voice, tracing circles around her cousin's nipples.
Eddie gulped. "I heard them say they were staying home and doing something."
The sun beat down on the teenagers and Linda rolled onto her belly and played with Eddie's chest-hair. "Well, then, where can we go?"
It was always the same old problem. Once they fucked in her uncle's car, parked in the garage. Once they fucked in the basement, but Eddie had been nervous with the family upstairs and had come too fast.
"There's an old shack near here," Eddie said.
Linda rolled onto her back. "If you think I'm going to some old shack, you're crazy. Who do you think I am? Some bimbo?"
The boy shook her hand. "I'm trying to think of something," he said.
Linda sat up and crossed her legs. She deliberately let tiny tendrils of cunt-hair peep out of her bikini bottom. She smiled to herself when she saw Eddie stare at her crotch with longing.
"What about your room?" she said with a tiny smile.
Her big tits jiggled in her bikini top, and Eddie gazed from her crotch to her quivering tits.
"Oh, God, I don't know!" His nostrils flared as he gazed at her jiggling tits. "With my mom downstairs. And yours too. I don't know."
Linda bristled and began tying her bikini halter.
"I don't know why I started an affair with you, Eddie Starr," she said. "Maybe you're too young for me. A boy's supposed to be older than a girl. Maybe if you were older you'd think nothing of taking me to your room and fucking me even if the whole family's downstairs."
She paused triumphantly, knowing she had won. Eddie was perspiring and rising up along with her.
"Hey, I didn't say I wouldn't do it!" he whined.
Linda put her arms around his neck and nuzzled his cheek.
"You are mature for your age," she said. "Only a mature boy would take a girl to his room and fuck her when his mother was in the house."
They climbed onto their bikes and rode home. On the way Linda thought about all the things she wanted to do once they climbed into bed. Eddie was a pretty good lay. He was a little awkward, but he had a nice cock. . She wanted Ricky to fuck her and she knew eventually she'd have her way. Ricky stared at her tits a lot. He had a girlfriend, but Linda knew he liked her too even if she was his kid cousin.
But the one she really dug was her uncle. God, she wanted her uncle to fuck her! She knew he was old. He was as old as her father. But she liked older men. Maybe it was because her folks were divorced and she seldom saw her father. Anyway, it didn't matter. She thought her Uncle Dave was the sexiest man she'd ever seen. Except for her dad and he didn't count.
When the teenagers rode into the driveway, Linda saw that her Aunt Gina's car was gone. She turned to her cousin and winked.
"Looks like we've got the house to ourselves," she said.
Eddie looked tense as they parked their bikes and went into the house. It was perfectly quiet, but Eddie insisted on looking all over before confirming the house was empty.
The teenagers went up to his room, and Linda felt her excitement grow. Eddie was still sweating, but she had ways to relax him by taking his mind off his mother and transferring it to his cock.
When they arrived in the boy's room, he insisted on locking the door. Linda would have preferred being more daring and leaving it unlocked, but she didn't argue. Eddie was only a kid. Soon she'd have Ricky in the palm of her hand. And after that her uncle. She was sure of it.
Her pussy felt moist and her nipples itched. Her cunt ached with horniness and she hungered to have a cock inside her.
She rushed into Eddie's arms and kissed him. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and felt a rush of excitement rage through her.
"I want you to fuck me, Eddie," she said hoarsely.
He shoved his crotch against her belly and moved his hand to her ass.
"Me too," he gasped.
She tugged his tee-shirt up and rubbed her fingers over his sweaty chest. She felt his tiny nipples stiffen. She wondered if boys had as much feeling in their nipples as girls.
They sat down on the bed, and Eddie placed his hand on her thigh. She still wore her bikini, but her pussy was hot and wet and he moved his fingers closer to her moist triangle.
She parted her thighs, and Eddie wrapped his arm around her neck. He drew her closer to him and awkwardly kissed her ear.
"Is your prick hard yet?" . Eddie blushed. "Yeah, I think so."
"Oh, Eddie, touch me here," the little redhead said, moving his hand inside the crotch of her bikini and forcing his fingers between her puffy cuntlips.
"Jesus, you're wet!" he hissed.
"I'm so hot, Eddie," she breathed.
They french-kissed and their tongues dueled, and the little redhead searched her cousin's mouth with her tongue.
"If my mom finds us in here, she'll kill me," he said.
"She's out," Linda said. "And if we hear them come home, so what? The door's locked."
"Yeah, but . . . "
Linda kissed him quickly. "You worry too much. Mom's no problem. She's such a square. And your mom's nice. She won't mind if we're in here together. We could be watching television or just playing gin or something. Don't be so damn nervous."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Eddie said, plastering his lips over hers.
Their kisses became more heated. Eddie seemed to relax, and, when Linda pushed him onto his back on the bed, he sighed and grabbed her.
Their bodies pressed together. He cupped the soft rounded mounds of her ass and gently squeezed them.
"I just love fucking you, Eddie," she said.
The boy moved a hand to her tits and flicked her nipple through her bikini top. "Me too," he said.
Linda rolled to the side and straddled him. She giggled while she yanked his shorts off. His cock was hard and he was embarrassed when it swung free. She grabbed his prick and caressed it with both hands. She felt every inch of his prick and then went to work on his balls.
Cocks fascinated her. While she explored him with her eager little fingers, she questioned him about Ricky and Ricky's girlfriend.
"Is he fucking her?" she asked, tugging playfully on Eddie's cock-hair.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed. "Yeah, I guess so."
"Let me," she said, fondling the boy's balls. "Does he fuck anyone else?"
"Ricky?"
Linda shrugged impatiently. "No, your father."
Eddie snickered. "Oh, you're kidding me,"
he said.
"As a matter of fact I think you're dad's neat."
"Take your swim suit off," he said.
"Sure." She removed her bikini and sat up with her legs spread to wantonly show him her nakedness. "Anyway, I think your dad's real neat. So's Ricky. Of course, you're the handsomest in the family."
"You're just saying that," he said, drinking in her loveliness.
"No, I'm not," she said, kneeling between his legs and lowering her mouth to his prick. She began sucking it.
Eddie groaned. He'd never known anyone like his nubile young cousin. He'd practically been a virgin until she arrived. Shit, he'd only been laid twice before his horny cousin got hold of him. Now he was a pro in the old in-and-out department.
He held his cousin's head while she sucked more vigorously on his prick. He reached underneath to grab her tits, but she raised her head and smiled sexily.
"How about a little sixty-nine?" she asked.
Eddie didn't know what sixty-nine was, but he wouldn't admit it.
"Sure, why not?" he said, trying to sound casual.
He was surprised when the little redhead positioned herself on top of him in a way that caused her pussy to hug hie mouth and his cock to press against her eager little lips.
"I just love sixty-nine," she sighed, spreading her legs and showing him her horny cunt-slit.
He knew then, what she wanted and dove right in. He loved pussy and in a moment his tongue was lapping her creamy little cunt.
With a squeal, Linda clamped her lips around the boy's cockhead. The harder he sucked her pussy, the harder she sucked his prick. She loved giving head. It was almost as nice as fucking. And Eddie was a very good cunt-lapper. Almost as good as her favorite boyfriend back home.
Saliva oozed from the corners of her mouth and drenched his fuckpole. It ran down to his cock-root and wet his balls.
On an impulse she ran her hands over his ass and pried his asscheeks apart. He groaned and buried his face in her cunt when she shoved her index finger into his asshole.
They were all over each other then, two young animals wild with desire. Linda left welts from her fingernails over the boy's flesh, and he tongued her to an orgasm.
Her hissing moans were muffled by his prick, and she jerked and twitched in ecstasy. She clutched his balls and squeezed them, and the boy thrust his prick between her lips.
His prick slid in and out of the moist ring of her lips, and she sucked in a frenzy as he licked her pussy. She came again, flooding his mouth with her cuntjuice. She never stopped sucking his cock for. a moment, even in the violent throes of her climax.
When she least expected it, his prick exploded. There seemed to be a gallon of spunk in her mouth, but she gamely swallowed it down and went back for more.
She rejoiced in the taste and feel of his jism. She loved it. She felt so grown-up taking a load in her mouth. Back home, only the most sophisticated girls let boys dump in their mouths.
Now Eddie slammed his prick into her mouth with a force that took her breath away. The harder he thrust, the more she liked it. When he finally pulled out and rolled onto his side, she licked the last few drops of spunk from her lips. She bent over him and kissed his cheek.
"That was great," she said. "I loved taking your load in my mouth."
He breathed deeply and smiled. "I'm sorry. Now we won't be able to fuck."
Linda giggled. "Oh, yes, we will. You just see if I can't get you hard again."
She bent down and began licking his balls. He groaned weakly, but Linda was determined to make his cock hard again. She stroked and fondled and squeezed and used every trick she'd ever learned in her young life. It worked. Soon his prick began stirring. Even though it wasn't as stiff as before, it was hard enough to fuck with.
As much as she loved sixty-nine, like most women she liked to finish up with a good hard fucking by a good stiff prick. How she loved to have a cock rammed inside her! How she loved to fuck!
She wondered if Ricky was a good cocksman. She peppered Eddie's cock with kisses as she thought about her older cousin. She would have him and she would have him soon. Once she made up her mind she wanted something, she got what she wanted.
She was determined to get her Uncle Dave to fuck her too. But that could wait. First things first, she thought as she pumped Eddie's prick. First she'd get Ricky to bed. Meanwhile Eddie's cock was coming back to life.
She squealed when Eddie pushed her down and lay on top of her. He kissed her tits and her belly and the sensitive area just above her cunt-mound.
It came as a pleasant surprise when he began licking her cuntslit. But she wanted his cock inside her and she let him know her desires the best way she knew how.
She reached for his cock. When he realized what she wanted, he grinned and mounted her. She guided his cockhead to her pussy-hole and he entered her.
She sighed deeply and gazed up into his eyes. "Does my cunt feel good and tight?"
"Yeah!" he croaked.
He began fucking in a frenzy. He was awkward and Linda instinctively knew he hadn't had much experience. She tried to get him to slow down and at one point his cock slipped out of her.
"Go slower," she said, wrapping her pretty legs around his waist.
He hesitated. "Like this?" he said, lunging forward and slamming his prick deep inside her cunt.
It felt so good that the little redhead didn't object.
"I like it deep like that," she said. "Mmmmm, and I like when your balls slap me in the ass." She giggled. "It feels sort of funny, but I like it."
They managed to establish a rhythm. As he pumped, the teenaged boy became less awkward. Linda decided he had good possibilities for being a cocksman. Her boyfriend back home was a cocksman. All the girls said so. Linda thought Eddie would someday be as good as Chuck was.
Soon their sweat-streaked bodies moved in a frenzy. Somewhere in her mind, Linda heard the sound of voices in the house. She said nothing to Eddie. If he knew someone was home, he'd shit a brick and probably come right this minute before she was ready.
"Did you hear something?" he panted, pausing in mid-stroke.
She humped up and her pussy gobbled up his prick. "Just fuck!"
"I thought I heard something," he said, plunging his prick deep into her cunt.
"Fuck me, Eddie!" she cried.
"Jesus, it's Mom!" he hissed, lurching forward and spearing her with his prick.
"Oh, shit, I'm coming!" he cried, "Oh, shit!" Linda wailed. "Fuck you, Eddie Starr!"
Chapter Four
Karen suspected that her daughter was fooling around with the boys. One day she and Gina arrived home and the teenaged girl was in Eddie's room with the door locked. At the time Gina had laughed it off and said kids were like that.
Karen didn't think it was funny. She knew her daughter had hot pants. Everyone in town knew it and although Karen had rejected the possibility for years she'd finally come to believe it. There were just too many indica- tions to ignore.
As for herself, Karen was struggling to overcome her inhibitions about men. Gina and Dave had introduced her to several men. Gina had instructed her to go to bed with anyone she found remotely appealing. She forced herself to take Gina's advice and it was a disaster. One man never phoned again and another liked being spanked. Karen vowed to be more careful in the future. She was hungry for sex, but not that hungry.
Gina thought the man who liked being spanked sounded interesting. Karen decided her sister-in-law was a little kinky. Dave told Karen he wanted no part of it. He told her it was her life and she was over twenty-one.
The weeks passed and Karen had no more dates. She masturbated at least twice a day and tried to keep an eye on Linda. She was positive Linda was sleeping with both Ricky and Eddie, and she was frightened and suspicious and jealous. She recognized the jealous part because she thought her nephews were adorable and sexy.
She tried speaking to Linda, but the redhead shrugged her off. She tried speaking to Eddie, but the boy blushed and ran out of the room. When she approached Ricky, she got different results. He grinned and puffed out his chest.
"Aunt Karen, Linda's a big girl," he said.
"Does that mean you're sleeping with her?" Karen asked, feeling weak in the knees.
Ricky frowned and glanced at his aunt's tits. Karen wore a tight sweater that revealed her nipples. Gina had loaned her the sweater and insisted it looked great on her.
Now Karen tugged on the neckline and folded her arms over her chest.
"Well, does it?" she asked her nephew.
"I wouldn't do that with my own cousin," Ricky said finally. "Anyway, Aunt Karen, she's just a kid. I like mature women your age and mom's."
He raked his eyes over her legs, and Karen felt her body stiffen. She felt threatened by the boy. He was only a teenager, but there was something mocking in his eyes. This is crazy, she thought, straightening up and smoothing her skirt. She swallowed hard and turned to leave the room.
"I'm sorry I accused you," she said to the boy. "It's just that a mother can't be too sure. Linda is only a kid and you're almost a man. I'm sorry, I'll never talk about it again."
She began walking away, but Ricky followed her.
"Aw, gosh, Aunt Karen, I'm sorry you're having trouble with Linda," he said. "If there's anything I can do to help, just let me know. I'll do anything you want."
Karen gazed into his eyes. His expression was one of concern and warmth. Even though he was her nephew, she'd never had a private talk with him. She was too inhibited and frightened of people. Even teenaged people. Even her old child.
"There is something you can do," she said. The words came out in a rush and their eyes locked. Karen bit her lip and flushed, and the boy took her hand.
"What, Aunt Karen?" he said. "What can I do?"
He stroked her palm, and she felt a flash of warmth between her legs.
"I need you," she said, crumpling against him. "Oh, Ricky, I need you."
She leaned against his chest and he patted her hair.
"I'm here, Aunt Karen," he said. "I'm here for you."
Something came over her. She suddenly found her inhibitions gone. Almost in a trance, she knelt down before the boy and yanked his zipper down.
"I need a good fuck," she said, thrusting her hand inside his fly and closing her fingers around his cock. She gazed up at him and felt more alive than she had in years. "Is it wrong?"
"Hell, no, Aunt Karen," Ricky replied. He looked stunned, but Karen had come too far to go back.
"I'd like to lick it," she said, caressing the underside of his cock and pressing it against her warm cheek. "May I do that?"
Ricky's nostrils flared. He was no longer a cocky teenager, but a frightened young boy on the verge of a great adventure. He'd fucked around a lot, but only with teenaged girls. His Aunt Karen was sort of quiet, but she had great tits and a nice ass. He couldn't believe she actually wanted to suck his prick.
"That'd be okay, I guess," he said in a hoarse voice. "I mean, I'd like it."
"Oh, yes!" Karen said as she brushed her hungry lips over his cockshaft.
His cock wasn't hard yet, but it had grown. Even half-limp she liked the feel of it. Oh, Gina was right! There was nothing like a prick. The fact that Ricky was her nephew was just an accident of fate. She would think of him as a young boy she encountered somewhere and found attractive. Gina encouraged her to give vent to her emotions. Well, she was doing just that. No more and no less.
She knew they couldn't stay downstairs where anyone could find them. She rose up and he tried to take her into his arms, but she made him follow her upstairs to her room.
Once the door was locked, she switched on the radio. Any sounds they made would be drowned out by the music. This time when he crushed her into his arms, she responded and returned his hot kisses with fervor.
"Oh, yes!" she hissed, releasing all her pent-up cravings. "Oh, yes, kiss me like that!"
She didn't feel like the Karen of old. She felt alive and excited and very, very womanly. It was as if she had just been born, as if all the years before had been a dream.
The next five minutes were hazy. They undressed, and Karen climbed on top of the boy as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
Her tits hung over his chest and she covered his body with hers. They kissed again and again, and their kisses were more sexual than anything she'd ever experienced.
Breathing became difficult and shallow as she raised her ass and lowered her pussy to his upthrust cock. She used her hand to insert his cock. Her furry wet cuntlips sucked his cock inside. His cock was almost fully erect now and it was big.
"You're big," she whispered, her words muffled by his kisses. "Oh, fuck me, Ricky! Fuck me!"
The boy clutched her ass and thrust up. His entire fuckpole entered her cunt. She groaned helplessly. She hadn't expected his prick to plunge so deeply inside her. She could feel him all the way to her throat, or so she thought.
She bounced up and down, and he held her ass. Her tits crushed against his chest as her cunt sucked hungrily on his teenage prick.
She devoured him. All her senses were overcome with excitement, and she fucked like the animal she had become.
"Fuck me good, Ricky!" she hissed. "Stick it in real hard and love me, darling!"
The teenaged boy clutched her hips and writhed beneath her.
"Oh, darling, you're fucking me so good!" she whimpered. "Stick it in there. Don't be afraid. You won't hurt me. Oh, God, it's good!" She threw her head back. "Oh, God, I love it!"
She humped her cunt up and down and almost savagely fucked his cock. She had never in her life fucked in any position but the missionary position. Yet everything seemed natural to her. When she came, she felt her cunt squeeze his cock-root, and she sat up and held his hands over her tits.
That day was a watershed in Karen's life. After the wild fuck, she and Ricky dressed and he left her room. But there was an agreement they would meet again that night.
Karen spent the rest of the day in a blissful state. She helped Gina with dinner and giggled with happiness.
Gina looked at her sharply at one point. "Have you been drinking?"
"I'm just in a good mood," Karen said, lowering her lashes. "Is there a good beauty salon around here?"
Ricky came to her room that night and they had a marvelous fuck. The next day she had her hair and nails done, and in the evening she lay in bed and waited for Ricky to come to her again. Each time they fucked, it was better than the last. The boy had a crush on her and his hot-blooded aunt loved it.
Now she lay in bed wearing a sexy nightgown she'd bought that day. At dinner she'd barely eaten. Ricky hadn't eaten that much either and Gina looked at the boy's full plate suspiciously when she cleared the table.
Karen thought about her brother and Gina, and she smiled to herself. What would they say if they knew how well she'd taken Gina's advice? She shivered with excitement. Soon the boy would come to her and they would fuck so deliriously. Yet even with that prospect, Karen was wondering what it would be like to go to bed with Dave.
Maybe I'm a natural-born slut, she thought. The word had been disgusting to her at one time, but now she thought it was a compliment to call a woman a slut. It just meant she liked to fuck and there was nothing wrong with that. She'd never been happier since she'd begun fucking her nephew. She felt free and happy and alive. Then she thought about her ex-husband and she froze. Maybe one day she'd have an opportunity to get even with him. Just the thought excited her further.
Finally it was midnight and Ricky entered her room. He turned the lock behind him and tiptoed to her bed.
She held her arms out and welcomed him under the covers. She raised her nightgown to her waist and took his prick in her mouth.
He became hard quickly, and she climbed on top of him and took his prick into her cunt. Her pussy was awash with juices and he entered easily. She covered his face with kisses, and he fondled and squeezed her tits.
"Do you like fucking your auntie?" she- asked, her bare ass sticking up in the air.
"Yeah, I love it," he said.
She pumped her ass up and down and fucked him slowly, and she gasped when he moved his hand to her hips and thrust back.
She kissed his young chest and ran her tongue over his tiny stiff, nipples. He left his prick imbedded inside her and pried her asscheeks open.
She wondered if he had ever fucked Linda, then she suddenly realized she didn't care. He was fucking heV now. It was her cunt he was stuffing with cock, not Linda's.
When Ricky grunted, Karen knew he was ready to come.
"Come in me!" she whispered.
His cock expanded inside her and spewed out the first hot wad of his load. As his cock corkscrewed in and out of her torrid pussy, she came too. She rocked back and forth in a frenzy, and, when he rolled over on top of her, she eagerly clutched his hips with her thighs.
"Oh, darling, that was wonderful!" she sighed as he continued fucking her. "Oh, darling, you're making auntie so happy."
When his balls were empty and he was panting for breath, he rolled over on his back. She hovered over him and kissed his sweat-soaked chest and face.
"Have you ever fucked a girl in the asshole?" she asked. Suddenly she had a strong urge to have his cock in her ass.
Ricky's eyes widened. "Jesus, Aunt Karen, no."
"Would you like to do it to me?" Her eyes were glittering.
He grinned and then frowned. He touched his limp prick. "I don't think I can do anything with this thing."
"Maybe not now, but in a little while after you're rested," she said, her hands all over his balls. "You can do it. Remember the other time ..."
Her voice trailed off as Ricky snickered and she giggled. They both remembered how quickly his cock had come up again the first time they fucked.
She scooted down between his legs and took his fucked-out prick into her mouth. She tasted her own cunt juices. At one time that would have disgusted her. Now she loved it. It was erotic somehow and a turn-on.
"Jesus, Aunt Karen, you've sure changed," the teenaged boy said.
She licked all around the flared rim under his cockhead. "Do you like the change?"
He flashed her a grin. "You bet!"
"Me too," she said, talking around his prick.
She held his prick at the base and licked up and down with long swipes of her tongue. She took the whole thing into her mouth. It wasn't fully hard yet, so it was easy and she knew he loved it. She loved it too.
She closed her lips around the trunk of his cockshaft and nuzzled his cockhair. She spit his prick out and sucked his balls into her mouth. The boy cried out and grabbed her by the hair.
She returned to his prick and slid her lips halfway down his quickly stiffening prick. He laced his fingers through her hair and hissed through his teeth.
When he was fully erect, she sat back on her haunches with her hands on her hips and cocked an eyebrow. "Now, you were going to fuck my ass, were you not?"
Giggling wantonly, she flopped onto her hands and knees and gazed back at the bewildered boy. She wriggled her ass and moved a hand between her legs. He knelt behind her, flushed and perspiring heavily.
"You've never done this before, have you?" she said.
He lowered his eyes and shook his head. "No, Aunt Karen, I haven't."
"Well, I haven't either," she giggled. "So we'll just learn together."
He seemed to relax then. Awkwardly he directed his prick between her fleshy asscheeks. She held her cheeks open and purred.
"I think my asshole should be wet," she said. "Use saliva or juice from my cunt to wet it down so you won't hurt me."
The boy obeyed. He used a combination of saliva and cunt juice to moisten and stretch her asshole. By the time he was through, Karen ached with hot sexual need.
"Stick your cock in and do it now," she said, holding her asscheeks apart with both hands.
She craned her neck and watched as he moved his prick into place against her virgin asshole. He gritted his teeth and pressed in. He grimaced when she muffled her sobs by burying her face in the pillow.
It hurt. It hurt more than she thought it would. She was almost sorry she'd suggested it, but now it was too late. His cockhead was inside her ass, but she felt as if a huge salami had been shoved up her asshole.
"Should I take it out, Aunt Karen?"
"No!" She turned to gaze back at him again. "No, I like iti"
And it was true, she did like it. The pain soon subsided and the sensations were highly arousing. Her asshole gradually opened up to accommodate the invasion. And, as her ass opened, she realized the feelings were different from anything she'd ever known. Different from regular fucking and very wonderful.
He wrapped one arm around her waist and shoved the rest of his prick inside her bowels. She took a deep breath, and he held still for a moment. Then she thrust her ass back and he began stroking.
"Is it okay, Aunt Karen?"
"It's wonderful!" she hissed.
He pulled halfway out and then pushed in. Her strong asshole muscles squeezed his prick.
"Give me the whole thing!" she exclaimed.
"Honest, Aunt Karen?"
"Give me all of it!" she said through clenched teeth. A giant orgasm swept through her. "Oh, God, give me all of your cock, you darling boy! Give me all of it!"
The boy began battering her and, every time he pushed in, she felt exquisite sensations engulf her. She lost all sense of time and place. When she cried out, she didn't care that the rest of the family were in their rooms and might be listening. She had come to her brother's to put her life in order, and by God she was doing it!
Chapter Five
Something was going on in the house and Gina was determined to find out what it was. Karen had changed, and Gina was constantly amazed at her sister-in-law.
Karen had gone from a dowdy, frumpy dishwater blonde to a double for Marilyn Monroe. Her hair had been colored until it was almost white, and she wore more makeup, especially on her eyes. Her clothes were revealing too. She bought several tight sweaters and she busily sewed hems into her skirts until her entire thighline was exposed. Her clothes weren't fashionable, but they certainly drew attention.
Gina knew a well-fucked woman when she saw one. The mystery was: Who was Karen fucking? She never went out. She spent most of her time in the house and went to bed early. Sometimes Gina heard strange sounds coming from Karen's room late at night, but she was certain it was the radio.
Gina tried to find out by talking to Linda. The little redhead said she knew nothing, but Gina could tell she was relieved by her mother's new personality. Karen no longer nagged Linda about going to sleep early and eating all her vegetables. She all but ignored the girl, and, when they did speak, they giggled together like two girlfriends, not like mother and daughter.
Gina tried to speak to Dave about his sister, but he was just relieved that Karen seemed happy.
"Leave it alone," he wanted Gina. "She looks radiant and sexy too. She never looked sexy before. Whatever it is, it becomes her. Just mind your own business."
Telling Gina to mind her own business was like waving a red flag in the face of a bull. She was more determined than ever to find out what was going on in her family.
She decided to question Eddie. Her younger son was a blabbermouth. Gina could always get him to tell her secrets. He was a darling boy and she could always tell when he was hiding something. She instinctively knew that whatever was going on Eddie would be the one to tell her about it.
One Saturday mother and son were lunching together. Karen was out in the yard sunning and Linda was at the lake. She didn't know where Ricky was. The boy had been looking pale and a little wan lately. She suddenly wondered if his appearance had anything to do with the change in Karen.
She nibbled a piece of lettuce and smiled at her son. Eddie wolfed down some potato chips and finished his hot dog.
"Are you going out today, honey?" Gina asked.
Eddie munched happily. "Yeah, later," he said.
Gina leaned over toward the boy and patted his hand. "I'd like to talk to you about something."
He pulled back. He recognized the tone in his mother's voice. She wanted to know something, and he could never resist her once she got started.
Within fifteen minutes he had told her that he suspected Ricky and Karen were fooling around. Gina's eyes widened and she forced the boy to tell her everything he knew or even suspected. Eddie admitted he'd seen his brother sneak into Karen's room late at night more than once. He admitted he saw Ricky leave his aunt's room early in the morning.
Eddie lowered his eyes and frowned. "I hope I didn't get Ricky in trouble."
Gina rose up. "No, darling," she said, absently patting his shoulder. "I don't blame your brother for it. I blame your sluttish aunt."
Eddie went to his room, and Gina stormed around the kitchen, cleaning up the lunch dishes. So Karen was fucking Ricky! The nerve of the woman to come to her house and seduce her son. She could have damaged the boy's psyche forever. But in her heart Gina didn't believe that for a minute. She knew what whatever was going on between them, Ricky was enjoying it. How many teenaged boys had the opportunity to gain experience from their aunt?
When she calmed down, Gina began to understand Karen's actions and her anger dissipated. Her boys were adorable and, like all teenaged males, they exuded an animal-like essence. She couldn't blame Karen for sniffing Ricky out. Why just today, while she'd sat and talked with Eddie, she'd felt a little shiver of excitement shoot through her pussy and she was his mother.
But if Karen is fucking Ricky, why shouldn't I fuck Eddie? she thought. A dish dropped from her hand and splattered on the floor. What she was thinking was a sin, but she'd never been a religious woman. Who said it was a sin? In the Bible women were always balling their own sons.
She cleaned up the broken dish and threw the pieces into the garbage. She stalked from the room and went upstairs to change.
She would go to Eddie's room and catch
. him before he went out. She had a right to. She was his mother. Damn it, if Karen could fuck around with Ricky, she had the right to fuck around with Eddie.
When she changed, she went to Eddie's room and knocked on the door. He sounded so miserable when he told her to come in that she knew he was feeling guilty about telling Ricky's secret.
He was stretched out fully dressed on his bed, and Gina sat down on a nearby chair. She told him she knew how he felt, but that he wasn't to feel guilty. It was important that she know what was going on in the family. And Ricky was her son. No, Eddie did the right thing in telling her. She assured him of that over and over again. Finally the boy smiled up at her and swung his legs off the bed.
"Gee, I feel better, Mom," he said, beginning to rise up., "I guess I'll go out with the guys now."
Moving quickly, she rose from her chair and sat down on the bed. She pulled Eddie back down and took his hand and held it on her lap. Her heart beat fast as she began talking. The words tumbled out before she could formulate her thoughts, but Eddie got the message. He understood what his mother wanted.
When she finally stopped speaking, she barely breathed as she waited for his response. Eddie turned to gaze at her and his eyes looked frightened and glazed.
"Maybe you're mad because I've been fucking Linda," he said.
Gina's mouth dropped open. "I didn't know you were."
Eddie groaned. "Oh, shit, Mom, if you really mean that you want to do it with me, I'd sure love it."
Gina took the boy into her arms and cradled him. "What about Linda?"
Eddie told her about his affair with Linda. For the next ten minutes Gina questioned him, and he blurted out how the little redhead had seduced him the evening she and Karen arrived. Gina made him tell her every detail of his affair with Linda. When he was through, the boy was shaking.
"The two of us together can't be worse," Gina said.
Eddie nuzzled his face against her generous tits. "I've dreamed about fucking you ever since I was a little kid, Mom."
"I'm so glad you said that, Son," Gina said, kissing his cheek. "Oh, darling, this will be such fun for us. I'll show you what a grown woman is like and you'll take me back to my youth. It will be glorious, won't it?" She rubbed his prick through his pants. Eddie groaned. "Jesus, Mom, you're making it hard!"
"That's the idea, Son," she said. She stroked back and forth over his prick. "Mother's going to make it nice and hard, and then she's going to take her baby boy to heaven."
Gina wasted no time in undressing. She didn't try to tease him by stripping slowly and revealing herself inch by inch. She was too hot for that. Soon mother and son were naked, and Gina made Eddie lie down and she climbed over him.
"Mother's going to make your cock harder and bigger," she said.
She was surprised that her youngest son had such a well-developed prick.
Eddie lay still, his eyes still glazed and frightened as Gina wantonly wet her fingers with her cunt juice and used the cream to pump his prick.
She used one hand to caress his belly while she worked her cuntjuice into the twitching crown of his cock. Soon a think stream of cockjuice oozed out of his prick, and she used it to wet the sides of his cockshaft.
She kept returning her hand to her cunt for more juice. She pumped up and down his prick from the tip to the base and milked it on the upstroke.
"How does that feel, darling?" she said, her pussy throbbing with sexual arousal.
"Great, Mom!" Eddie said in a choked voice.
"Don't try to talk, baby," Gina said, jacking him off with her strong, determined fingers. "We don't want to break the spell."
The boy grimaced with pleasure when she squeezed his balls with her free hand. He pumped his ass forward and Gina giggled.
"Do you like it hard like that?" she said.
"Yeah!"
"Should I beat you off so you come?" Gina's eyes blazed at the thought of bringing him off.
"Sure, whatever you want," he replied in a weak voice.
"Yes, yes,!" Gina said, her excitement mounting. She raced her fingers up and down the juice-slick surface of his cockshaft. "Mmmmmm, I'd rather keep this up for a while, baby."
She thought about the influence Karen had on her life. How strange it all was! Here she was beating Eddie's meat just because she'd found out Karen was fucking Ricky.
"You can do it a little harder, Mom!" Eddie hissed.
Gina pumped harder and lowered her face to swipe her tongue over the juicy tip of his dick.
"How's that, darling?" she asked. His expression told her he was in ecstasy. "Can I tell you a secret, darling?"
She moved just his cock-skin up and down his prick. The boy nodded.
"When you were a tiny baby I licked your cock once in a while to calm you down when you were crying. Now, then, you told me a secret and I told you one. I sucked Ricky's cock once in a while too. Isn't that funny?" She giggled happily. She'd never confessed that particular secret to anyone, including Dave, of course.
Now Eddie groaned. "Shit, Mom, that's great!"
Gina's cunt gurgled and she squeezed her thighs together. The boy's balls were bloated with jism, and the horny mother was tempted to suck him off.
She decided if he could control his come, she would wait. She could always suck him off. What she wanted was to fuck him. She knew suddenly that she'd wanted to fuck both her sons for years.
She stopped pumping his prick and now she lightly caressed his balls. But it was too late. The teenager grunted and his body twitched. His cock pulsated and Gina quickly covered it with her fingers.
As frequently happened with some men, his cock increased in size just prior to orgasm. His cockhead swelled up to enormous proportions, and a thick gush of jism shot out of the tip and landed on Gina's forehead.
"Oh, darling, in my mouth!" she cried, bringing her lips down to his shooting prick. "Give it to me in my mouth!"
She opened her jaws and took the next glob of spunk on her tongue. She continued pumping him in a frenzy as he came. His supply of jism seemed endless and what she couldn't swallow dripped down her chin.
The boy writhed around wildly.
"Gosh, Mom, that was great!" he gasped.
Gina held his limp prick in her fist and kissed it all over, the way she'd done when he was an infant. She stared at it with awe.
"My little man," she said. "So much come in your balls," She couldn't help wondering what Ricky's cock looked like.
She realized she was terribly horny. She moved a hand to her cunt and began masturbating. Eddie watched her with a tiny smile. She thrust two fingers into her cunt and wiggled them around. She needed fucking badly. She glanced at Eddie's prick. It was limp, but she had faith in her talent. She could bring it up again.
But first she needed one climax. She expertly diddled her clit while she fingered herself. Just a little more and she'd be there, over the edge.
The boy watched her and that added to her enjoyment. She'd always been able to give herself orgasms. Sometimes when she and Dave fucked she masturbated for him. She put on a show with a costume and a special wig.
Dave liked to see her in a blonde and even a red-haired wig. He found it a turn-on to make love to different women, even if it was only his wife playing all the parts.
Now Gina panted for breath and frigged herself in a frenzy. She pretended her fingers were Eddie's cock. She wanted Eddie's cock inside her, reamning her out and filling her cunt-tunnel. And soon she would have it. Soon the boy's prick would be hard again and he'd mount her and stick his cock in her cunt.
Finally she shuddered and groaned and climaxed. She sat up and faced Eddie. He grinned. His cock had come up, and, when Gina touched it, she realized he was more than ready for fucking.
"Let me get on top, Son," she said, wantonly crawling over him and straddling his hips.
She was hotter than ever. Coming always made her hot for more. One orgasm was like a lovely appetizer, but she always wanted the main course. Shrimps were deKcious, but she liked a big steak afterward.
Now she positioned her ripe cunt over his prick. She leaned over and stuffed a tit into the boy's mouth.
While he munched, she told him to stick his cock inside her. "Mother's pussy is right here.
near your prick. But I like when the man sticks it in."
Eddie stopped chewing on her nipple long enough to grin.
"Give Mother a good hard fuck, darling," she said, stroking his hair. "Mmmmm, I'm so hot, Eddie."
She was reluctant to take her tit from his mouth. He tried to stuff his cock inside her, but his position was awkward. Finally she reached for his cock and shoved it into her pussy. She moaned loudly when his cockhead passed between her cuntlips. Eddie sucked in his breath and pushed it all the way in.
She wriggled her ass and raised and lowered her cunt. She took him in all the way and then released him. She played with her nipples as she rode his cock.
"Put your hands on my ass and squeeze the cheeks," she said. "Mother likes to have her ass squeezed when she fucks."
The boy quickly obeyed. Soon he had her asscheeks churning, and the horny mother fucked him with abandon.
She sat back and licked her lips in a frenzy. Her tits jiggled and bounced and she tugged on her nipples. At intervals she leaned over and shoved a tit into his mouth. She only left it there a moment, but the boy sucked it hungrily when he had the opportunity.
"Isn't this wonderful, Son?" she hissed. "I can't remember when I've had a better fuck."
She pumped her ass faster and his cock speared her deliciously. He was lasting a long time considering the corkscrewing she was giving him.
"I'm so proud of you," she panted.
His cock pulsated inside her. He couldn't talk, but he grinned weakly at her words. She understood that he was close to climaxing. She was ready tdo. She was waiting for him and, when he shot off, she would be with him all the way.
"Hold my titties, Son?" she said shrilly. "Hold them while I come!"
They came together and Gina's entire body quivered. Somewhere along the way she rolled onto her back and Eddie climbed over her. He sank his spurting prick deep inside her spasming cunt.
It was over all too soon, and Gina held Eddie in her arms until he breathed naturally.
When he opened his eyes, she climbed between his legs and tongued his cock and balls clean.
Incredibly, his cock hardened again, and this time she took him into her mouth and bathed his prick with her warm saliva.
"Mother's so proud of you, darling," she said, her mouth filled with boy-cock. "So very, very proud."
Chapter Six
Karen soon became bored with Ricky. They fucked every night and she still wanted more. He looked pale and drawn after a few weeks and began staying overnight with his best boyfriend. Karen didn't care. He had served a purpose. He had turned her on to all kinds of pleasure and now she was ready for the next step.
She knew her family was amazed at the change in her. Her hair was bleached almost white and her make-up was more pronounced than before. She shortened her skirts and wore tight sweaters to show off her tits. But the greatest change was inside, in her mind. She no longer thought of sex as something to be done in the dark with your own hands. She realized that Clark had been a louse and that he wasn't representative of all men. It was a pity she'd wasted so many years, but she had no intention of wasting any more. She had begun with Ricky. Now she would move on to her brother.
She was sorry that she'd be betraying Gina. Gina was a dear friend as well as a sister-in-law. But she wanted to fuck Dave and she was determined to have him even if it meant going behind Gina's back.
She waited for a day when Gina was out and the children were out of her hair. Gina went to a bridal shower and left Karen in charge of Dave's dinner.
Gina was no sooner out of the house when Karen went upstairs to change clothes and brush her hair. When she heard Dave's key in the lock, she dashed down to greet him.
His eyes raked over her skin-tight sweater and short skirt. She could tell he found her attractive although he never said much about her appearance.
"Is tonight the night Gina won't be home for dinner?" he said.
Karen smiled and picked a piece of lint off his jacket. "Yes, and the kids are out too. That leaves you and me alone for dinner and I don't feel like cooking." She pouted and giggled and again brushed his lapel. "Maybe my big brother will take me out for a hamburger."
Dave grinned. "Sure, Sis. It'll be nice to have a chance to talk. I've been meaning to tell you how great you look. What's going on? , You look positively smashing."
He chucked her under the chin as she moved to the kitchen for two beers. He followed on her heels and she felt his eyes on her ass.
"I've done a lot of thinking since I've been here, Dave," she said, sipping her beer and leaning against the kitchen counter. "I realize now that Clark was a louse, but that doesn't mean all men are. Anyway, thanks to you and Gina, I had a chance to sort out my life and now I'm ready to start over again." She smiled and blew him a kiss.
Dave reached over and touched her cheek. "Glad we could help, Sis," he said. "What was that you said about a hamburger? I'm starved."
"Great," she said. "There's a new place that has great burgers and booze too." She linked her arm through his as they left the kitchen. "They even have a little combo and a teeny tiny dance floor."
Twenty minutes later a hostess sat them in a booth near the dance floor. Karen could tell the woman thought they were lovers. She sat close to Dave on one side of the seat and deliberately pushed her thigh against his.
They ordered, and Karen insisted they drink martinis. They talked about the family and the children and Gina.
"I think it's nice that Gina has a night out with the girls," she said, taking Dave's arm and pushing her tit against him.
Dave gulped half of his martini and nodded. "Yeah, she's a good kid and a good mother. But let's talk more about you, Sis." His eyes darted over her cleavage and he licked his lips. "You really do look great. I never realized my kid sister was so sexy."
"You don't have to say that if you don't mean it, Dave," she said, eyes lowered demurely.
"Hey, Sis, I wouldn't shit you," he said, squeezing her knee for emphasis.
When their hamburgers arrived, Karen barely touched hers. Dave dug right in and wolfed his food, but Karen ordered another double martini and watched him eat.
"Aren't you gonna eat that?" he said, pointing at her sandwich.
She saw him eyeing her tits and pushed her plate closer to him.
"I'm watching my diet," she said. "Don't want to put on a pound or I won't be able to get into my clothes."
He nodded and bit into her hamburger.
"Not a bad idea, Sis," he said, his eyes flicking over her tits. "With a body like yours, hell, you'd be crazy not to take care of it."
"Do you really like my figure?" she said, placing her hand on his thigh under the table.
He stoppped chewing for a moment. She stroked his thigh and he looked thoughtful, but said nothing.
"Yeah, it's great," he mumbled, his mouth full of food.
"When you're through eating, dance with me?" she said, still stroking his thigh.
"Sure," he said, his eyes on his plate as he wolfed his food.
She knew she was getting to him. He relaxed his legs, and she moved her hand over his inner thigh. He pretended not to notice it, but she knew he was aware of the caress. He cleared his throat again and again.
Dave had always cleared his throat when he was nervous. She remembered that he'd done that even as a teenager. It was a family joke that when Dave was uptight about something he cleared his throat.
Now he sipped some water, and Karen motioned to the waitress to bring two more martinis. She took the water glass from Dave's hand and moved her martini to-his lips.
He sipped it and gazed at her in wonder. "Sis, do you think you can handle all that booze?"
"Sure," she said, her words slurred. She picked up her fresh drink and giggled. "I'm a little drunk, but why not? I'm with my big brother and I've experienced a change in life. Why shouldn't I drink? It's a great world."
Dave pushed his plate away and hooked his arm through hers. "Hell, Sis, I'll drink to that!"
After another round of drinks Dave's speech was slurred too. "Can I ask you a personal question, Sis?"
"I wish you would," Karen giggled.
"How come you look so damn sexy, but you never go out? Who the hell are you fucking? The corner grocer?"
"Why, Dave, what a question," she said, confused and excited by his words. She didn't want him to know she'd had a hot and heavy affair with his teenage son.
Dave draped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer. "No, honest, Sis, you can tell me. Who are you fucking around with? You've got to.be getting it somewhere."
His fingers grazed her tits and a thrill of excitement raged through her.
"Oh, Dave, don't ask me that," she said, cuddling closer on the leather seat.
"Okay, Sis," he said, waving to the waitress. "Another round," he said. "Let's dance, Sis," he said, nuzzling her neck.
"Do you think we should?" Karen said. "I don't know if my legs will hold me."
"Shit, I'll hold you up," he said, but neither of them moved.
Now Karen openly caressed his thighs, and he made no attempt to hide the fact that he was feeling her tits. When he picked up his drink, half of it sloshed over onto the table.
In her boozy fog, Karen knew it was time to leave and go somewhere where she could make her next move.
"I've got to pee," she hiccupped. "And I don't know if I can make it to the ladies room alone."
"I'll take you," Dave snickered, cupping her tit in his hand and openly squeezing it.
She managed to totter to the ladies room. After she peed, she slipped her panties off and threw them into her purse. She didn't know where they would wind up, but she didn't want to be encumbered by panties. On an impulse she pulled her sweater up and removed her bra as well.
She smiled as she tucked her bra into her purse. It felt good to be naked under her clothes. Naked and available, come what may. Come. The word made her giggle.
When she returned, Dave had paid the check.
-Let's get out of here, Sis," he said, steering her toward the door and into the parking lot.
She leaned against him in the car. Before he started the motor, he kissed her on the lips. She snuggled close to him and clung to his arm as he drove off.
"Where should we go, Sis?"
"I don't know," she said. There was something about his voice that told her he wanted her.
"Oh, shit!" he growled, turning off the roadway and taking her into his arms.
This time the kiss was hard and intense. There was no more joking and teasing. The kiss was serious and hot.
"I want you, Sis," he murmured against her lips.
"I want you too, Dave," she said, struggling to breathe:
"God help me, I want to fuck you!"
"Oh, Dave, me too," she said, frenching him. "I want it so badly I can taste it!"
They laughed then at her choice of words and the tension dissipated. They had both admitted the unmentionable. The ultimate perversion. They both wanted to commit the sin of incest.
Karen moved her hand over his crotch and felt the pulsating of his prick. She hadn't considered what she'd done with Ricky as incest. Incest was something done between close relatives and Ricky was only her nephew.
Now she rubbed Dave's prick through his pants. "Oh, brother, it's hard, isn't it?"
"Shit, you kidding?" he said, frenching her. "All night I've had a hell of a time keeping my hands off you."
"Me too," she sighed, scabbing her tongue over his lips and stroking his cock. "I have a confession to make."
"What?" His hands were all over her.
"When I went to pee before, I took my pants off."
"Great," he said, nuzzling her neck.
"My bra too," she whispered.
"Fuck, no shit?" He thrust his hand under her sweater and touched her naked tit. He grinned. "Sure as hell you did! Dynamite, Sis."
He moved one hand between her legs and groped for her cunt. She spread her legs and waited.
"Up a little more," she hissed as he touched her wet pussy.
"All ready for me," he said, moving his fingers over her horny cunt. "I don't know what you've been doing for sex, Sis, but you're starving for it now."
"I've been saving myself for you," she said with giggle. "Mmmm, I love the way you're playing with my pussy."
Cars sped by, and Dave turned on his parking lights. Karen's cuntlips clutched his fingers and she moved her lips to his.
"You've got a sweet pussy, Sis," Dave said.
"Let me touch you too," she said, reaching for his fly.
After she yanked his zipper down, she reached inside. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and wrapped her fingers around his fuck-staff.
"Shit, Sis, you're driving me crazy!"
"Let's go somewhere, Dave," she said as she pumped his prick. "I can't stand much more of this. I need you inside me."
"Where the fuck Can we go?" he said.
"A motel," she replied. "I don't know. Haven't you ever cheated on Gina?"
He nodded. "Yeah, once in a while I go out with a piece. But the woman usually has a place. We can't go home. It's too dangerous to take the chance."
"What about a motel?"
He thought for a moment. "Jesus, Sis, maybe we ought to reconsider. A few kisses is one thing, but fucking, well, hell, that's something else."
"Dave, this has gone too far to stop now," Karen said sternly. "I can't stop and I don't think you can either. Now stop being silly and think of someplace where we can go."
Moments passed.
"How about the back seat?" he said. "I could drive somewhere quiet. The back seat's pretty big."
Karen shot him a withering glance. "If you think I've waited all these years to fuck my big brother and then scramble around the back seat of a car like a kid, well, you can just forget it." She pulled away from him and smoothed her skirt. "If you don't have the guts to come to my room and do it, then I'll find someone who does."
"Aw, Sis, I didn't mean I wouldn't," he said, reaching for her.
She shrugged his arm away from her tits.
"No, I mean it, Dave," she said. "If you don't want it as much as I do, I just want to forget the whole thing."
Her tits heaved with excitement and suspense. She fully expected him to give in, but it was just possible he would decide what they were doing was wrong. She waited, barely breathing.
He cleared his throat. "Sis, I couldn't stop now if I tried."
A half hour later they were stretched out on the bed in Karen's room, and she was sucking his prick.
"Did you really want to do this when you were a little kid?" he asked.
"Ever since I was in junior high," she said.
"But I thought Clark turned you off to oral sex."
"But that was after I spent a perfectly normal childhood thinking about nothing but my hot little pussy."
"Mom was strict with you," he said.
She licked up the juice oozing from his cock-head. "Yes, and it ruined my life for a long time. Thank God I saw the light in time."
She closed her lips over the throbbing tip of his prick and suctioned it inside her mouth. He;..
gripped her head and groaned.
"Thank God," he said. "Oh, shit, that's good!"
She took him all the way into her throat and swallowed around his cock-tip. She released most of his shaft and hungrily licked his cock-head. His prick wasn't fully stiff, but it was nice and big and tasted delicious to the horny blonde.
She moved one hand to his balls and one to his belly. He clutched her hand and stroked her hair.
"Don't bring me off, Sis," he said. "I want to fuck you."
She had every intention of being fucked, but she said nothing. As much as she'd enjoyed blowing Ricky, blowing Dave was even more fun. If Clark had been gentle and loving, she'd have enjoyed blowing him too. She knew that now.
Dave thrust his prick more deeply into her throat. When she gagged, she pulled back and released him.
"Fuck me now, big brother," she said. She kissed the juicy tip of his prick. "Now that I've made it so nice and hard, slip it into me and fuck me!"
His cock pointed up at the ceiling. As she spoke, she climbed onto his lap and straddled him. She raised her ass and sank down, using one hand to shove his prick inside her pussy.
"Ahhhhhh!" she gasped, throwing her head back and feeling his cock high inside her belly.
"Jesus, Sis, you got right on top and did it!"
"Your cock feels so good inside me," she said, biting her lower lip as she rode him. "Oh, Dave, isn't this great?"
"The greatest, Sis," he said. "Shit, the way your cunt is grabbing my cock is the living end."
"I'm getting close, Dave," she said. She wriggled her ass and used one hand to squeeze her tits.
"Let's make it last a little longer," he replied.
Karen giggled. He hadn't mentioned Gina or the children since they entered the bedroom. He'd been eager to fuck and now he wanted to stretch it out.
Now she leaned over and kissed him. As she rose and fell, his cock split her cuntlips in two and rasped against her clit.
"Let me get on top now," he said and, without slipping out, he managed to roll on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his back and her arms around his neck.
"Oh, Dave, this is pure heaven!" she said, thrusting up to meet his quickening fuck-strokes.
"Yeah, are you almost there, Sis?"
"Yes, fuck me faster," she said. "Faster!"
He plunged his prick inside her with a force that took her breath away. They came together, and her orgasm was among the sweetest she'd ever experienced.
He filled her cunt with his steamy jism, and she wished for a moment he was coming in her mouth. There was something so intimate about taking a man's load in her mouth. It was like an extra bonus getting a mouthful of spunk.
They froze when they heard the car pull into the driveway. Dave sprang up and shoved his shirt into his pants. His fly was open, but he kissed her and ran for the door as he struggled to zip up.
"It's Gina!" he gasped as he left. "See you later, Sis. It was great."
Chapter Seven
Linda didn't know what happened to change her mother, but she loved whatever it was. Her mother no longer nagged her and in fact they had become friends. Karen was just as concerned about her appearance as her teenaged daughter. And Linda was certain her mother was fucking around. She had the look of a well-fucked woman. Linda knew the signs well.
The little redhead was sorry the summer was drawing to a close. She and her mother would be leaving for home and she would miss her uncle and cousins. But she still had every intention of enjoying the moment. If only she could get her Uncle Dave alone. That would make the summer complete.
One day she was in Eddie's room, blowing him. The youngsters were fully dressed, but Eddie's fly was open and Linda's lips were stretched wide over his cockhead.
She toyed with his balls as she munched on his prick. She was getting a little bored with Eddie. He was a good kid, but she had the hots for her uncle.
"That feels good," Eddie said. He grimaced. "Jesus, that feels good!"
The redhead spit his prick out and then gobbled it up again. It would be fun to get him all excited and then leave him hanging. Maybe she'd do that. Suck him until he went crazy and then tell him she had to do something and leave him to beat off.
The idea appealed to her. She knew it was sadistic, but she was eager for new adventures. Ricky was a good fuck, but he was just a kid too. No, she wanted her uncle and she would get him. The question was how.
Now she fluttered her tongue absently over Eddie's prick-knob. She was dying to fuck.
Maybe she wouldn't torture Eddie today. The way his cock was twitching he might cream his jeans any moment. Then she'd make him suck her off. He didn't mind it. In fact he sucked pussy quite vigorously.
For her own amusement, she released his cock and licked his prick from the tip to the base and back again. When his prick was drenched with spit, she wedged her face between his thighs and began on his balls.
Some girls didn't like the taste of balls, but Linda loved it. She even liked to take a big pair of balls in her mouth and feel all the hairs drenched with her saliva.
She couldn't wait to get home so she could tell her best friends about all the fucking she'd done. In her crowd there was a competition among the girls to see who could fuck the most boys in the shortest time. Linda almost won the month before she left for the summer. She aimed to get the prize when she returned in the fall.
As she relished the taste of her cousin's nuts, she thought about the prize awarded the girl who fucked the most. Last time it was an all-day orgy with two boys. She'd never fucked two boys at one time, but just the thought of it turned her horny.
Maybe she'd arrange it so Ricky and Eddie would fuck her. They could have their own private orgy. She shivered at the idea. Tomorrow she'd approach Ricky with the idea. Ricky was real macho and he loved fucking.
Just as she was about to take Eddie's prick back into her mouth, the boy yelled.
"Holy shit!" Eddie said.
Linda released his cock and turned her head. Uncle Dave was standing in the doorway, frowning.
The next few minutes were a blur. Dave pulled her off the bed, and Eddie sprang up and zipped his fly. Dave yanked her arm and almost dragged her into her room. Once there he made her sit on the bed and then he spent the next five minutes telling her she was a little slut.
"But, Uncle Dave, it wasn't my idea," she whined, her blue eyes innocent.
Dave sputtered. "Are you telling me my kid forced you!"
Linda turned her eyes away. She deliberately let her long lashes sweep her cheeks. "I can't say he really forced me, but he did say I owed it to him because you took us in and all."
Dave sat down next to the girl and took her into his arms.
"Why the little bastard," he said, patting her head. "I'll take care of him later. Now, see here. I didn't take you in. I'm your mother's big brother and your uncle. And you don't have to do anything for your keep. You're family."
Linda managed to squeeze out a few tears. Dave held her close.
"Don't punish Eddie," she whispered.
"I'll kill the little bastard," Dave said.
"Oh, please, Uncle Dave!" Linda cried. "Don't punish him! It'll just make it worse for me. And we were getting along real good otherwise."
Dave stroked her hair and held her against his shoulder. "I'll see, but the little stinker has to learn a lesson."
Linda pulled her head back and showed her uncle her tear-filled eyes.
"Honest, I'm okay, Uncle Dave," she said, her voice quavering and her lower lip shaking. "I'm still a virgin," she added in a low voice. "He only made me blow him. That's all. He never made me do . . . you know ... go all the way."
"Thank God for that," Dave muttered, holding the big-titted redhead against his chest.
Linda sniffed loudly and Dave handed her his handkerchief. She blew her nose, and he chucked her under the chin.
"You okay now?"
Linda licked her lush lips. "I sort of liked it."
"Oh, Jesus!" He slapped his forehead and released her.
Then Dave stared at her for a long time.
"I guess you're old enough," he said.
"Well, Eddie wouldn't do it, you know, go all the way with me, because he's scared he'll hurt me and all. But all my friends do it and back home they think I'm a loser because I've still got my cherry. To tell you the truth, Uncle Dave, I was sort of hoping I'd get to go all the way this summer so when I go back home they'll accept me." She smiled sweetly and gazed into his eyes with mock innocence.
"I guess I could show you the ropes," he said softly.
She grinned. "Would you, Uncle Dave? Honest? Would you?"
"Yeah, but you can't tell your mother," he said. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. "Your mother would kill me if she found out."
Suddenly the little teenager pulled her skirt ap and spread her thighs. She giggled when Dave stared at her pussy.
"You've got nothing on under your skirt," he said in a hushed voice.
"You can look at me, Uncle Dave" she said. "Do you think my pussy is pretty?"
"Yes, honey, I think it's very pretty," he said, gazing at the lushness of her puffy cunt-slit.
Little drops of pussy-juice glistened on her pink pussy meat. Her muff was as red as the hair on her head. It was curly and sparse and extended to her inner thighs.
Excited by his expression, the lusty little teenager slowly gyrated her ass on the bed to excite him further. She drew her knees back and thrust a pillow under her ass to better expose herself. She touched her cunt.
Dave groaned and pushed her hand away. "I'll do that!"
He parted her pussy lips with one hand and flicked her clit with the other. Linda purred like a kitten. She breathed deeply. Everything was going so well.
She felt slightly guilty about Eddie. She'd lied to her uncle and she was sorry about that part, but she couldn't think of any other way to get him to fuck her. Later she would think of a way to get Eddie off the hook. Meanwhile she had another problem. How to pretend to be a virgin when her uncle fucked her.
After a while he undressed her and drew her onto his lap. She snuggled against him and tried to act innocent. It wasn't easy, but she rather enjoyed the effort.
She pressed her smooth cheek against his bristly one. He closed his hand over one of her tits. She liked the feel of his cheek against her. It felt different from Eddie's almost baby-smooth skin. Ricky didn't have much of a beard yet either.
She wantonly opened her legs, and Dave moved a hand into her moist warmth. He squeezed her tits and nibbled and licked her lips. He probed Into the juiciness of her cunt, and she wriggled her ass on his lap.
"That feels real good, Uncle Dave," she said as he toyed with her excited clit. "Are you going to fuck me soon?"
"First we'll have some foreplay," he said. "I guess you know about foreplay if you've been blowing Eddie. But that's what people do before they . . . uh . . . fuck."
"You don't have to be afraid of using that word with me," Linda giggled, squirming her hot ass on his thighs. "Anyway I think fore-play's a neat word. Foreplay. Wow! The most!"
Dave was still dressed, but she felt his cock through his pants. It felt big and the little teenager forced herself to stay passive. It wouldn't do for her uncle to know she'd been around. She had to convince him she was cherry. Otherwise he'd know she lied to him. It wasn't easy. She wanted to unzip his fly and haul his prick out. God, she wanted to suck and fuck him!
She clung to him hotly and whispered in his ear. "Anyway, I'm kind of looking forward to seeing a real grown-up prick."
Dave flattened his hand on one of her tits and moved it in a circular motion. He bent down and kissed the tip. She trembled at the feel of his moist lips on her nipple.
"Uncle Dave, will you take your clothes off so I can play with your cock?"
"Sure, honey," he said, moving her to the bed and rising up.
Linda lay on her side and let her tits flop over sensuously as she watched him remove his shirt. She was impressed with how well preserved he was for his age. His belly was nice and flat and his chest was muscular. Yes, for a man his age he was built very well.
She breathed shallowly when he opened his belt and unzipped his fly. His eyes averted, he dropped his pants and shorts and turned back to his niece.
"Oh, Uncle Dave!" Linda murmured, her blue eyes wide and unblinking. "It's so big and it's already hard."
He sat down next to her, and she wrapped her fingers around the thickness of his cock-shaft. It lurched in her hand and she felt a moment of panic. It was so hard and big. Would it hurt when he shoved it in? Would it grow still bigger in the course of their fore-play?"
She remembered hearing that a girl's pussy stretched to accommodate any size cock. Still, she'd never fucked a boy with a cock the size of her uncle's.
"Maybe we better not do what we . . . uh . . . were going to do," Dave said.
He cleared his throat again and again, and Linda squeezed his cock and tried to relax him.
"It's big, but I just know I can take it, Uncle Dave," she whispered in his ear.
She released his cock and it reared up between his legs like a massive club. She reached over and clutched it in her hot little fist.
Dave twitched and cleared his throat when she pumped his cock. His face darkened. Linda didn't know what he was thinking, but he appeared very intense. She hoped he wasn't feeling guilty or something silly like that. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips.
"My pussy's all tingly," she said shyly.
"Keep pumping, honey,"he said, helping her by moving his big hand over her small one as she beat his meat.
Linda especially liked his cockhead. It looked just like a mushroom and it leaked about a gallon of gluey spunk. She wanted to lick it off, but she didn't want to appear aggressive. If only he would ask her to take his cock in her mouth!
"Am I doing it right, Uncle Dave?" she said.
"Yeah!" he gasped, pumping his hips and forcing her fingers up and down on his prick.
"Look!" Linda exclaimed. "It's all wet!" She pointed to the tip of his prick-knob.
"You can lick it off, honey," he said.
Forcing herself to move slowly, the little redhead leaned over and barely touched the tip of her pink tongue to his cockhead. He sucked in his breath and she licked the tip again and again. She loved the taste of his spunk and his fuck-meat. Unable to resist, she took his cock in her hand and began licking it eagerly, from the tip all the way down to the thick root.
"Take it in your mouth," he said.
"Til try," she said, feverish with excitement as she tilted his prick back and wrapped her lush lips over the tip.
"You're doing fine," he said, holding her head in an iron grip.
. She knew he was terribly excited. She liked the way he was holding her head. She liked the strength and vigor he exhibited and she loved his thick jism.
She opened her jaws wide and suctioned his entire prick-knob into her mouth. She lapped her tongue over the flared rim and he grunted and released her head.
"Honey, don't stop sucking!" he said, patting her head and stretching out on his back. "Just you keep on sucking like that. If I come, I'll make you happy with my mouth. Just you keep on sucking, honey."
His voice grew softer and softer as she took more and more and more of his meat inside her lips.
"I want you to come in my mouth," she mumbled around his prick.
Dave raised his head and gazed down at the child. He stared at her pretty lips, wrapped snugly around his prick. He groaned and lay his head back down on the bed. He cleared his throat and stiffened.
Linda's hot little pussy churned wildly as she took her uncle's cock more deeply into her mouth. She wondered if she would choke on his jism. She wanted to take his load in her mouth, but she feared there might be so much she would gag on it.
In order to prolong his pleasure and her own, she released some of his cockshaft and slurped noisily on his cockhead. He rammed his cock into her mouth with a deep grunt, and she knew he would soon be spitting out his fuck-cream.
Linda's heart pounded with excitement. At any moment he would come and fill her mouth with his cream. She wanted to give him a good orgasm. She wanted to show him what a good cocksucker she was.
"Yeah!" he growled, reaching down and grabbing her head as the first torrent of spunk splashed into her mouth.
As Linda feared, there was too much jism to swallow, and she lost some of it from the corners of her mouth. She sucked in a frenzy and swallowed as much as she could without choking. It was very thick too, not like the kids she knew. It tasted like a man's jism, and she was thrilled at the sensations that coursed through her.
When he finally stopped shooting and pulled out, she was disappointed at how quickly his prick softened.
She lay on her side next to him and smiled. "Did I do it right?"
Dave breathed deeply and struggled to fill his lungs with air.
"Terrific," he gasped, pulling her on top of him. "Come here and let me make you feel good."
"Aren't we going to fuck?" she asked, wiggling around on top of him.
"We'll see," he said, moving her onto her back and burying his face between her legs. "Maybe we'll just do a good job of sucking and leave your cherry intact."
Using all her strength, the redheaded teenager pushed his head away and sat up.
"No, Uncle Dave! You promised to fuck me. I'm tired of being a virgin. I told you." Her eyes filled with tears.
Dave groaned and pointed to his limp prick. "I don't know what to say, honey. This thing won't get hard again for hours."
Linda scooted down and pressed her face against her uncle's wrinkled, no-longer-erect prick. She was determined to fuck him if she had to suck him all day to get him hard again. "What's a few hours, Uncle Dave?" she said, rubbing her moist lips over his nuts. "In the whole scheme of things I mean."
Dave sighed and laced his fingers through her hair. "Okay, honey, you win. Jesus, that's some mouth you've got there!"
Chapter Eight
Gina felt guilty about fucking Eddie. The atmosphere around the house was growing stranger by the day, but she never again let the boy touch her. She was his mother and it just wasn't right. Still, she felt vaguely uncomfortable and anxious for Karen and Linda to leave. All the problems in the family stemmed from their arrival. She liked Karen, but wanted her own little family to herself again. And she wanted to forget her transgression with her youngest son.
One day, a week before Karen and Linda were scheduled to leave for home, Gina found herself home alone with her sister-in-law. Karen was beginning to get on her nerves. She hardly ever left the house. Gina had neglected the house all summer and now once again she had Karen underfoot.
As soon as she realized what she was thinking, she felt guilty. Then, in order to compensate, she began chatting and .asking Karen how she wanted to ipend the day.
Karen blushed and thought for a minute. "To tell you the truth, I'd just like to sit -around and relax with a bottle of wine. How does that strike you?"
Gina shrugged. "I don't usually drink during the day, but if you want to I'll join you in a glass."
They settled down on the closed-in back porch with a fresh bottle of wine. Karen put her feet up on the coffee table, and Gina's eyes were riveted to her legs. Karen had taken to wearing short shorts and now tendrils of dark blonde cunt-hair peeked out of the flimsy crotch of her shorts.
"You've certainly changed," Gina mused, sipping her wine.
Karen looked concerned. "You don't sound too happy about it."
"Oh, I'm happy about it all right, because you're happy now. But to tell you the truth, 1 think you're getting a little too . . . bold. Or does that sound corny?"
Karen's smile disappeared and she brought her feet down from the table and sat more modestly. "It doesn't sound corny and I care enough about you to want to know if you think I've been acting awful lately."
Suddenly Gina saw her sister-in-law change before her eyes. Her hair was still white-blonde and her makeup was an inch thick, but she had the expression of old. The worried expression of a frustrated woman.
Gina melted and sat forward. "Listen, don't pay any attention to me. Here I am, secure with my husband and two nice kids and I'm telling you how to live. Forget it." She waved her hand and finished her wine. She held her glass out. "Pour me some more wine and don't pay any attention to my big mouth. I talk too much."
Karen quietly refilled their glasses. "You don't talk too much and you make a lot of sense. I think maybe in my anxiety to change I might have gone too far the other way."
Karen lowered her eyes and Gina saw a tear roll down one cheek.
"No, I told you, it's not you," Gina said, feeling sorry now she'd started the conversation. "Listen, Dave thinks the change in you is great and the boys adore you. You've got a better relationship with Linda than you ever had before. Why argue with success?"
"All that is true," Karen said, refilling their glasses. "But I've done some pretty awful things along the way."
Gina froze, but said nothing. She suspected Karen had fooled around with Eddie as well as Ricky. She didn't much care because the boys wouldn't suffer from the experience. It would be good for them. But she also suspected that Karen and Dave had been having an affair and that did bother her. She knew Dave stepped out on her once in a while and she accepted that as being part of the male animal. But fucking his sister was wrong. She blushed thinking about it. In her view it was as wrong as a mother fucking her own son.
"Let's talk about happy things," Gina said. "I'm getting drunk. How about you? Let's just laugh and talk and have a good old girls day."
As she spoke, Karen continued crying. Tears ran down Karen's cheeks and she sniffed loudly. Her pretty face was contorted and she gazed at Gina and fresh tears erupted.
"You don't know," Karen sobbed.
Gina shook all over. "No, and I don't want to know."
"Oh, Gina, I've done terrible things to you!"
Gina. rose up and stood over the distraught woman. "I told you, I don't want to know!"
Gina flounced out of the room and went upstairs to her bedroom.
Karen followed on her heels, and the two women faced each other, out of breath and emotions out of control. Gina was the first to speak.
"Listen, you're leaving soon, so why don't we just forget it," she said wearily as she slumped down on the unmade bed.
Karen sat down next to her and said nothing. She sniffed and continued crying. Finally Gina felt sorry for her and she took her hand.
"Forget it," Gina said. "Whatever happened is in the past. It's over. It can't be changed. Now stop crying and let's have lunch."
Karen forced a smile. "I'm not hungry."
"Well, let's finish the wine then," Gina said, moving to the door. She paused and turned to Karen. "Let's get plastered. Okay?"
Karen nodded and blew her nose. "Okay."
Gina returned with a fresh bottle of wine and fresh glasses. She climbed onto the bed next to Karen and they commenced drinking. Neither spoke of anything serious. They talked girl-talk, giggling and chattering like two teenagers.
After a while Gina grew hungry. She went to her bureau and returned with two huge bars of Swiss chocolate.
"My secret cache," she smiled, handing one bar to Karen and tearing open the other.
Karen followed her lead and soon both women murkhed happily on the chocolate. "Do you always hide this stuff from the family?"
Gina nodded. "You bet. When the kids were little I never had a chance with goodies like candy and good cookies. The boys and Dave polished them off before I got through wiping up spills on the floor. Well, I learned. Now I keep stuff in my drawer and nobody gets it but me."
She bit down emphatically and filled her mouth with the rich chocolate. Karen giggled so hard she almost choked on hers.
"Hey, are you okay?" Gina said, leaning over her sister-in-law.
"I think so," Karen said, coughing. "Let me have another sip of wine." She finished Gina's wine and giggled. "I'm okay now."
She licked her lips and fingers and rolled onto her side. "That was good. I feel lots better."
The bottle was empty and Gina licked the inside of her glass. She felt high from the wine and at peace with herself. Basically she liked Karen and wished her well. Soon she'd leave and things would be back to normal.
"Have you ever done it with another woman?" Karen said matter-of-factly.
Gina shot her a glance. "How blunt can you be?"
"I can't help it," Karen said. "I guess that basically that's the way I am. All my life I submerged the real me. Now I'm coming out and I believe in being frank. Well, have you?"
Gina hesitated. "Years ago, when I was a kid, another girl and I had a little thing."
Karen nodded. "Did you like it?"
"I can't remember too much about it, but I think I liked it," Gina replied.
"Did you go down on each other?"
"Just for a minute," Gina said softly.
Karen sat up and stared into Gina's face.
"There are so many things I've never done," Karen said. "So many things and so little time."
"You're not that old," Gina said, trying to keep the excitement out of her voice. "You've got time to try everything before the worms get you."
Karen shook her head. "None of us knows how much time we have. That's the hell of it. If we wait too long, then it's too late and we blow it. The way I blew all those years after Clark walked out on me. I thought all men were beasts and look at the way I lived. Like a nun."
They sat in silence, each engrossed in her own thoughts. Gina was completely unprepared when Karen suddenly moved forward and kissed her.
Karen kept her lips plastered to Gina's and moved one hand over her tits. Gina didn't push her away. She was startled, but not angry. In some area of her mind she knew it would happen, and in the dark recesses of her private self she wanted it.
Gina didn't resist when Karen thrust her tongue into her mouth. It was turning Gina on and she touched her tongue to Karen's.
"You're not angry?" Karen said, still kissing her.
"No," Gina whispered, taking Karen's free hand and placing it on her tits.
Gina breathed deeply and tongued Karen hotly. Karen kneaded and squeezed her tits and sucked greedily on Gina's tongue.
"Your nipples are getting hard," Karen said.
"What did you expect?"
"I think I've wanted to try this for a long time," Karen said. She rubbed up and down Gina's tits, and Gina whimpered with arousal.
"Well, you've got it," Gina said, returning her sister-in-law's kisses. "We may as well enjoy it."
Gina was very turned on. She was secretly glad Karen had started this. Ever since she was a young girl, she'd wanted to make love with another woman again. As a teenager she'd felt clumsy and awkward. Now, as a mature woman, she knew the onus of women making love was silly.
Karen was in heaven. It seemed so crazy to be kissing and fondling another woman. But it was no more crazy than fucking her nephews and her brother.
Karen knew she wasn't a lesbian. She loved cock too much and loved fucking. But why not try whatever life had to offer? She'd wasted enough time.
Now Gina reached for Karen's tits. Karen whimpered and kissed her with more force.
"Does it excite you?" Karen said. "Does feeling my tits turn you on?"
"Sure," Gina said, stroking the younger woman's tits. "My cunt is soaked. How about yours?"
Karen nodded and kissed Gina's ear. "Soaked."
Karen felt good about herself. Her long repressed sex drive was being given a workout. She knew she'd miss the family when she returned home. But she knew she'd find men to sleep with and maybe even marry. She was ready. She was a hot-cunted woman and men would find her. She was confident of that. They would smell her sexuality and come after her, as the boys and Dave had done.
She sometimes wondered if Gina suspected anything. Linda did. Karen could tell by the way the teenager looked at her when she thought Karen didn't notice. Karen didn't care if Linda knew about her secret life. She had the right to fuck. All women did.
God, Gina's hands were all over her! It felt so good. Different from a man's hands, but very exciting. Karen couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have a woman's mouth on her pussy. Who would be the first one to do it? Would either of them have the nerve to go first?
Gina felt Karen unbutton her blouse and reach around to unhook her bra. She trembled with anticipation. She wondered if Karen would be the first one to go down on her. It was funny with women. They weren't normally the aggressors in bed. Men usually took the lead. Now here they were, two women about to ball. Who would make the first move?
When Karen peeled her bra off, Gina knew Karen would be the leader. The first touch of Karen's hand on her naked tits made her shiver. Her cunt spasmed and she almost came. She moaned and kissed Karen in a frenzy. No matter what happened, she wouldn't be sorry about today. It felt too good. Oh, God, she was so hot!
Karen was aware of Gina's passivity and she took advantage of it. She dropped her mouth to Gina's tits and took first one and then the other nipple into her mouth.
She sucked hungrily and Gina's moans of delight drove her on. She moved her hands over Gina's still-clothed ass and lifted her tits to her mouth.
Her fingers shaking, Karen eased Gina down on her back and gently pulled her panties down. Gina rolled her head from side to side and gazed with narrowed eyes as Karen crawled to her knees between her thighs.
She smiled down at Gina and reached reassuringly for her tits. Gina raised her ass and pulled her skirt up, away from her crotch. Karen touched Gina's dewy cunt-hair. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Gina before continuing.
"Touch me there," Gina whispered.
Using one fingertip, Karen touched Gina's turgid clit.
"You're all horny, hon," Karen said. "Your clittie is as hard as a cock."
"You've got me all primed," Gina said, pumping her cunt at Karen's finger.
"I haven't even begun," Karen said, wetting a finger with saliva and flicking it over Gina's love-button.
Gina wriggled her ass with abandon. "Stick your finger inside me!"
"In a minute," Karen said. She'd learned how to tease from men and she knew how effective it was.
Karen sat back on her haunches and pulled her skirt up. She thrust her hand inside her panties and masturbated. She sucked her finger into her mouth and licked off her juices.
"I'll do that for you," Gina said.
"I just wanted a little feel," Karen said, returning her attention to Gina's cunt. "You'll get to have a turn soon enough. By the way, am I doing this right?" She swiped her tongue up Gina's cunt-slit.
"Yes," Gina giggled. "You're doing just fine."
Karen tongued the wet lips of Gina's pussy. Gina folded her hands on her chest and closed her eyes. She squirmed her ass in total surrender. Her thighs fell open when Karen licked her clit. She bit her lip and sighed as she sank more deeply into the chasm of sexual ecstasy.
Gina remembered the time years before when she'd made love with another girl. All the old memories came rushing back. It was good. Damn good. Why was it considered wrong when it felt so damn good?
Karen smoldered as she licked Gina's pussy. She knew Gina liked it. Her face had the look of a woman who was experiencing great pleasure.
Karen was amazed at how naturally she took to cunt-lapping. She never hesitated and felt no momentary regret. She liked the taste and feel of a pussy. It felt natural to be licking a cunt.
She licked and sucked hungrily and moved her hands under Gina's ass to raise her cunt up. Her mouth and chin were wet with Gina's cuntjuice. She knew she looked a mess. Her hair flew wildly as she tongued Gina's gash and squeezed her ass. But wasn't beauty in the eyes of the beholder? And wasn't she giving Gina pleasure?
She felt depraved and excited and very adventurous as she licked Gina's cunt. Her own ass was stuck out in the air and her pussy was drenched with cunt-honey.
Gina reached down and grabbed her hair.
"Suck harder, I'm almost there!" she cried.
Karen lashed her tongue back and forth over Gina's clit. On an impulse she shoved a finger into Gina's hole, and Gina raised her ass in a frenzy and pulled on Karen's hair.
Karen knew Gina was coming. Gina babbled hoarsely and thrust herself at Karen's sucking mouth. Karen continued tonguing and fingering her. She even moved a hand to Gina's asshole and caressed her puckered asshole.
Gina's cries of excitement were a joy to Karen's ears. Karen felt her own cunt erupt in a climax as she sucked. Oh, the wonder of it all! Soon Gina would give her the same pleasure. How she wanted it!
When her jaws were tired, Karen stopped sucking. She hovered over Gina, her face between Gina's thighs. She was flushed and aroused, but not yet ready to stop licking Gina's pussy. She nibbled the edges of Gina's cuntiips and brought her to the brink of another climax.
Gina clamped her thighs shut around Karen's head and both women shivered violently.
"Keep sucking!" Gina hissed. "Oh, God, keep sucking my cunt!"
Chapter Nine
As the time for their departure approached, Linda tried to think of new ways to fuck and suck her cousins. Her uncle had only fucked her once. She tried to peak his interest a second time, but he was adamantly against it. The little teenager happily enjoyed her cousins and looked forward to returning home.
There was still one more adventure she craved. She wanted to fuck both her cousins at once. Every time she approached Ricky with the idea, he refused. When she discussed it with Eddie, he grimaced. Neither brother wanted to compete with the other for her affection.
Linda didn't stop trying. She was determined to have her way. She telephoned her best friend long distance and asked her advice. Ginger told her to get them both drunk. Linda thought that was a lousy idea, but that was all Ginger could think of.
Karen began going out more. Linda hardly ever saw her mother. Linda's father made one of his infrequent phone calls and told Linda he wanted her to come and live with him. She was excited at the prospect, but her mother said it was out of the question.
Linda wished her parents would get together again. She'd harbored that secret wish ever since she was little. She adored her father. She was convinced that if he saw her mother now he'd fall in love with her all over again. Karen had changed so much and was so pretty and sexy.
Clark showed up one day, ostensibly to discuss Linda with his ex-wife. His face showed his amazement when he saw Karen. Linda left them alone to talk. Maybe her dream would come true. Her father certainly looked interested.
The teenager went to her room, but she remained restless. She wanted to know what her parents were discussing. She went down to the den and stood outside the door. She listened. If she remained perfectly quiet she could hear them talking.
She pressed her ear to the door. Fortunately no one else was home. She heard her mother talk in a low voice. Karen's words chilled her daughter.
"You ruined my life for years and now you want to come back and mess up Linda," Karen said.
"You were different then and so was I," Clark said. "We were both screwed up and too young to raise a kid. Come on, Karen. Let's at least live together and see where it goes."
"Don't touch me!" Karen snapped. "Just keep your damn hands off me."
Linda's heart thumped. It was no use. Her mother sounded angry. Furious actually. What did daddy do to her, anyway? the teenager thought. And they both sounded sorry that she was born. Tears welled in her eyes.
Now she listened hard when she heard her name again. Her mother was talking and she sounded like she was crying too.
"I should have listened to my mother!"
"If you hadn't listened to your mother, you wouldn't have been so fucked up!" Clark shouted.
"Leave my mother out of this!"
"Your mother scared the hell out of you. She made you hate sex."
"Hate sex? I never had a chance to do anything but hate it. You were a brute. You made me do things I didn't understand. You never took time to excite me. You never made sure I was satisfied. All you cared about was yourself!"
"That's not true and you know it," Clark said. "I tried every way I knew how to satisfy you."
Karen laughed nastily. "That's really very funny. Really, it's a big joke, except I'm not laughing."
"You sure remember different from what it was," Clark said in a calmer voice. "You wouldn't let me leave the damn lights on. You didn't even want to take your damn flannel nightgown off. That damn nightgown! Your mother ruined you and you've been blaming it on me all these years."
Linda heard her mother sob and her own eyes filled with tears. It was awful. Instead of getting together, they sounded angrier than ever.
"You made me do all those awful things to you!" Karen sobbed.
"They weren't awful things," Clark said so softly that Linda could barely hear. "They were things all married people do. I loved you Karen. Why is it we remember things so differently?"
Linda heard nothing for a moment and her heart pounded. Then she heard her mother giggle, and she smiled and sucked her finger into her mouth.
"You know, Clark," Karen said. "I saw a movie once where several people gave their version of something that happened. And all the versions, I think there were four of them, were different. Maybe that's what happened to us. Oh, I don't know, it was so long ago. But I remember that you were mean and cruel and selfish and made me do awful things." She giggled lustily. "To tell you the truth I do those things regularly now, but in those days I thought you were a pervert."
Linda pressed her ear to the door and listened with swelling heart. Her father was chuckling, and she couldn't hear what he was saying, but her mother was giggling again. Her mother sounded so happy. So happy and young.
Minutes went by and there was no sound from the room except the rustling of clothes.
Linda bent down and peeked through the keyhole. Her parents were sitting on the sofa and kissing.
She leaned against the door, her eyes closed and fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. They would be a family again. She would have a father and a mother. A sexy fun mother and the father she'd always adored, but seldom saw.
She peeked into the room again. She had to squint to see through the keyhole, but she couldn't resist looking. Her parents were locked together and her father's hands were all over her mother's body.
The little teenager felt faint with excitement. She knew she ought to leave and yet something inside made her stay. Then she took a deep breath and rose to her feet. She would leave and not invade their privacy. It was only right. Some day, if they got married again, she would spy on them when they made love. But not now. Not today. Today was theirs. It was personal and not for her eyes.
She ran up the stairs two steps at a time and was about to go to her room, but changed her mind. Without bothering to knock, she charged into Ricky's room and slammed the door behind her.
Ricky looked up, startled. He was sitting at his desk reading and Eddie was stretched out on his bed watching television.
"Guess what?" the little redhead said, her eyes glittering with excitement.
Ricky closed his book and Eddie shrugged and switched off the television.
The words tumbled out and in a few minutes Linda had told her cousins what was happening in the den.
"Oh, I think they still love each other," she said, climbing onto the bed next to Eddie and joyfully pinching the boy's arm.
"Ouch!" Eddie exclaimed.
Ricky moved to the bed and looked thoughtful. "I hope you're not in for a fall."
Linda turned to him and squeezed his thigh. "Think positive. If we all think positive, it'll happen. I just know it."
She shifted around between the two boys and gazed from one to the other.
"Why don't we celebrate?" she said. "Why don't we have a little party ourselves?"
The two boys glanced at each other.
"What do you say?" Ricky said.
Eddie shrugged. "It's okay with me."
Linda giggled happily and stroked both of their thighs.
"I knew I'd get my way with you two," she said, letting her fingers graze their flies.
"Hmmmmm, what do we have in there?"
She rose to her feet on the bed and began stripping. When she was almost naked, she plopped down between the two boys and took their hands.
"My folks are down there right now making up," she said. "Feel my heart beating? I'm so excited I think I might faint."
She peeled her panties and bra off and lay down between her cousins. Her long red hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she wiggled her ass and wantonly sucked a thumb into her mouth. She licked it lewdly and spread her thighs apart. "Who's going first?" she said.
The boys moved closer and nudged her. She moved her hand between her legs and touched her cunt.
"Come on, guys," she said. "Someone get over here and cream my jeans."
Ricky grinned and bent over. He whistled as he stared at her coral-colored pussy. He licked his lips and made smacking sounds, then flicked his tongue from side to side.
"Come on," Linda whined, wiggling her ass. "One of you get your finger in here!"
Ricky rolled between her legs and dropped down over her pussy. The teenaged girl bucked her ass and stroked his hair. She sighed happily when he flicked his tongue over her pussy.
"Mmmmmm, nice!" she purred, holding her legs farther apart. She turned to Eddie who was staring at them. "You too, Eddie," she said. 'There's room for both of you. Here." She held one of her tits out to the boy. "You can suck this while he sucks that."
Ricky growled and buried his face against her cunt. Linda yelped and ignored Eddie who was still staring at them. The feel of Ricky's mouth on her overheated cunt was enough for the moment. She clamped her thighs around his face.
She writhed her ass frantically. Maybe her folks were fucking. Maybe right this minute her father was sucking her mother's cunt. Oh, it was all so exciting!
Her excitement grew as Ricky plowed his tongue over her cunt-slit. As usual when she was aroused her cunt lubricated heavily.
A wild shudder raged through her when Ricky took her clit between his strong white teeth. And then he tongued it, and she held her arms over her tits and moaned.
"Oh, Ricky, that's great!" she squealed. "Ooohhh, your tongue feels so good on my clit. Ooohhh, I love when you do that!"
Encouraged by her words, Ricky plunged his tongue into her hot cunt. Her pussy shut around his tongue and pulled it inside. The aroma and taste of her juicy pussy filled the teenaged boy with passion.
Meanwhile Eddie sat quietly and watched. He frowned from time to time and snickered frequently. He watched his older brother turn and twist his juice-soaked face as he burrowed in between his cousin's legs.
Linda's eyes were closed tight and she clutched her bobbing tits. She felt carried away on the wings of total pleasure. She no longer thought about her parents. She was obsessed with the feelings in her pussy and the wonderful fucking yet to come.
"Ricky, you're sucking me so good!" she cried, grinding her succulent pussy against his hotly gobbling mouth. "Jesus, you're going to make me come so damn good!"
When she opened her eyes, she noticed that Eddie was naked. He was still staring at his brother sucking her cunt, but now he was beating his meat too.
When she caught his eye, she again lifted a big tit and offered it to him. This time he took it, sucking it deep inside his mouth.
"Oh, guys, suck me!" she cried. "Suck my cunt and suck my tits! Oh, God, keep sucking! I love it!"
No longer thinking rationally, the teenaged girl pushed her tit-between Eddie's stretched lips in an attempt to get the whole thing into his mouth. Of course it was impossible, since her tits were quite large. But he tried and the way he licked and sucked her nipples drove the horny teenage girl wild.
He moved from one tit to the other. He suctioned her nipples into his mouth, and Ricky ate her pussy. She reached out and grabbed Eddie's cock in her fist.
"This is too much!" she groaned as the brothers licked her. "Jesus, wait'll I tell the kids back home!"
As the boys feverishly licked her pussy and tits, she jerked Eddie's cock. She wanted a cock in each hand and one in her mouth. But she knew she was asking for too much at the moment.
She came when Ricky relentlessly licked her clit. She crashed through an orgasm and babbled incoherently as she skinned Eddie's prick.
"Fuck me, someone!" she said. "Jesus, someone fuck me!"
Ricky lifted his head and sat back on his haunches. He didn't bother undressing. He unzipped his fly and took his prick out. Then he crouched over the girl and guided his prick toward her spasming cunt.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me!" she screamed, frantic now for a cock, any cock, inside her cunt.
Ricky was flushed with excitement as he drove the full length of his stiff prick all the way into his cousin's juicy cunt.
She yanked on Eddie's prick and trembled with rapture as Ricky's prick sailed inside her hot box.
"Eddie, let me suck you!"
She tossed her head from side to side and wrapped her legs around Ricky's back. She still clutched Eddie's prick, but now she pulled it toward her open mouth.
"Gimme!" she hissed, extending her tongue and craning her neck. "Let me suck it!"
Eddie moved quickly now as he straddled her head, facing his brother. He slipped his cockhead into the teenaged girl's wide-open mouth. She made a lewd slurping sound when she sucked it in. She lapped her tongue hungrily over his velvety cock-knob and took in an inch of his shaft.
Two cocks at one time! How she loved it! It was even better than she dreamed it would be. The taste of Eddie's prick coupled with the feel of Ricky's. What more could a girl ask for?
She fucked Eddie's cock with her mouth and thrust her pussy back at Ricky's steadily ramming prick. She didn't want it to end, but she knew it inevitably would. She wanted the boys to come inside her. One in her cunt and one in her mouth. The only hole that was empty was her asshole. Now, that was something to aim for! A cock in her asshole and a cock in her pussy and one to munch on!
She struggled to breathe as Eddie shoved his cock all the way into her throat. She swallowed around his cockhead and dragged her lips over his shaft on the outstroke.
The taste of his juice at the tip of his prick added to the heady excitement of the moment. It was almost as good as the feel of Ricky's prick corkscrewing in and out of her cunt.
The little redhead sensed that Ricky would come first. She could tell by the feel of his cock twitching inside her.
He was fucking her wildly, almost savagely, and she loved the animal brutality of his fuck-thrusts. She squirmed her ass in response. Since she could no longer speak, she let him know how much she loved the wild battering by fucking back enthusiastically.
She continued sucking furiously on Eddie's prick. The boy had amazing control. She rasped her tongue over the sensitive underside of his cockshaft. She liked licking the tender pieces of highly charged flesh. Inevitably it drove the boys crazy.
Her greedy pussy tried to suck more of Ricky's cock inside. She thrashed her legs around and Ricky stopped stroking long enough to change positions. He draped her legs over his shoulders and re-entered her. Her ass was tilted back and he was able to drive more deeply inside her hot cunt.
Now she felt Ricky's cock swell inside her. It pulsated and twitched and her pussy devoured it. She began exploding, one orgasm following another. She blacked out at the sensations. Never in her young life had the teenaged girl come so many times.
It was too much for the two brothers. Eddie was the first to come. He filled her mouth with his pungent jism and plunged his prick into her throat as he shot off.
Linda sucked his exploding prick and then Ricky came and filled her fuck-cavity with his load.
"More!" she mumbled, her mouth still stuffed with Eddie's dwindling cock and her tongue coated with his spunk. "More cock! More cock!"
Chapter Ten
Clark spent the night with Karen. They made love several times and each fuck was more wonderful than the one before.
Once Clark was fast asleep and Karen crouched down and took his cock in her mouth. She sucked it until it was stiff and then mounted him. He didn't awaken while she rode him. She bounced up and down on his prick and brought them both off. She rolled over when she was through and curled up behind him spoon fashion.
In the morning they slept late and stayed in bed until Karen was sure everyone else was gone. They fucked one more time and then slipped into robes. Karen borrowed one of Dave's for Clark, and they laughed about how well it fit him.
They went down to the kitchen and Karen fixed fresh coffee. They sat and faced each other, sipping their coffee and not bothering to talk. The intimacy of the moment was enough. No words were needed.
"Are you hungry?" she asked in a morning-husky voice.
"Only for you." He winked.
Karen felt herself blush, "I'll make us some toast and eggs in a few minutes."
"No hurry."
She refilled their cups and he reached over and took her hand. He kissed the palm and laced his fingers through hers.
"How's the kid doing?" he said.
Karen hesitated. "I've been neglecting her for the past months."
"It's time you spent some time on yourself."
"Yes, but Linda's a highly spirited young lady. I worry about her sometimes."
"Is she on the pill?"
"I have no idea."
"When we get back together, you'll take her to the doctor and get her some pills."
"When we get together?" Karen raised one eyebrow.
"Okay, if we get together," Clark smiled.
More than once during the night he'd tried to convince her to let him move in with her and Linda. He hadn't mentioned marriage.
"Linda's mature for her age," Karen remarked.
"All the more reason why she needs me around now," Clark said.
"It's not that simple," Karen said.
Clark shifted around in his chair. "I'm getting hungry."
Karen finished her coffee and proceeded to fix their breakfast. She poured fresh coffee and thought about their discussion.
"As I was saying before we ate," he said, "of course it's not simple. Nothing is. What do you say, Karen? Should we give it a try?"
Karen removed the empty plates to the sink. When she turned around, Clark's robe was open and his shorts were tented over his crotch.
"You mean live together without getting married, don't you?"
He took her hand and pulled her onto his lap. "Karen, Karen, you haven't really changed at all. No one gets married nowadays. People who love each other don't need papers. They just need each other. Why bring the government into it?"
She draped her arm around his neck and felt his prick against her ass. She kissed his cheek. "I've changed a lot, but certain things don't change. I'd love to live with you again and be a family with Linda. But I need the papers. If you don't, well, okay. But I do."
She kissed him again and then slipped off his lap and moved to the sink. She began washing the dishes.
He came up behind her and locked his arms around her. He pressed himself against her and she wiggled back at his stiffening prick. He moved his hands to her tits and she breathed deeply.
"You need me," he said softly, kissing the back of her neck. "You need me to fuck you. You're a woman now, not the kid you were when I married you. You need me and you need my cock." He squeezed her tits and ground his prick against her ass. "Don't be stubborn. Let me move in with you."
She placed the dish in the drain and turned to face him. "Oh, Clark, I do need you!"
"I need you too," he said, cupping her chin and gazing into her eyes. "Like now." Using both hands, he pushed her down to her knees. "Take it in your mouth, hon."
She faced his upthrust cock and was tempted. "Someone might walk in."
"I don't care. Suck it!"
She briefly squeezed his prick and balls and straightened up. "Linda or one of the boys might walk in."
"Here, let me," he said in a husky voice as he combed his fingers through her cunt-muff. "I don't give a damn who walks in."
"Oh, Clark," she giggled, leaning against him as he caressed her slippery cuntlips.
"The important thing is that I make you feel good," he said.
"You do," she said dreamily.
He thrust his index finger into her pussy-hole. He caressed her clit and moved his thumb over her asshole.
"Tonight I'm going to fuck you here," he said, dipping his finger into her butt-hole.
"Oh, yes!"
"I need you now, Karen," he said. "Bend over and let me fuck you."
"Oh, Clark, here?"
"Yes. Forget about sucking prick here. It needs your warm sweet little cunt wrapped around it."
He pushed her against the table and she turned and bent over with her legs widespread.
"Clark, this is crazy!" She giggled helplessly.
"Sure it is," he chuckled, removing her robe and slipping out of his. "Spread 'em."
She rested against the table top while he pushed his cockhead into her juicy cunt. When he entered her, she threw her head back.
"This is the life, huh?" he said.
"Oh, Clark, I love you!"
"Feels good, huh?"
"Yes!"
"You ain't felt nothing yet!"
He began fucking her with powerful thrusts. His balls swung back and forth and slapped her asscheeks with every stroke. Her pussy-juices flowed and drenched his cock. He reached around and grabbed her tits.
"We belong together," he breathed, tongu-ing her ear.
"Your hands feel so good on my nipples," she moaned.
He kneaded her nipples as he fucked her. "You need lots of loving. You were deprived for years. Don't you think I know it? Say you'll let me move in."
Raw passion raged through her. "Oh, Clark, yes!" she cried.
"Oh, baby," he murmured, gripping her asscheeks and prying them open as he thrust into her cunt. "Oh, baby, what a fuck."
She reached back and fondled his bails. "Do you love me?"
"You bet," he puffed. "Sweet little cunt like yours."
She bent forward and groaned when he shoved a finger into her asshole. The combination of his cock in her cunt and his finger in her ass was Incredible.
"Do you want my cock in your asshole now?" he said.
"I don't want you to stop what you're doing!" she gasped.
"Jesus, babe, I better hold it a minute. I'm going to be there if I don't watch it!"
He thrust his prick deep inside her cunt and left it there while he caught his breath. She couldn't resist moving a hand between her legs and playing with herself.
When he noticed her masturbating, he chuckled and began fucking her again.
"You sure in hell have changed," he said. "The girl I married would never have done that."
She manipulated her clit while he fucked her. She came before he did, but even though her cunt clutched his prick, he maintained his control.
"You got off a good one, huh?" he said.
"You're exhausting me, but I love it!" she gasped.
"Yeah, me too, wifey!"
"Oh, Clark!" She crashed through another orgasm and this time he came too and filled her with his thick gluey fuck-cream.
He collapsed against her back and she fell forward on the table. They breathed deeply and Karen's entire being glowed. She had never been as happy in her life. Legal marriage or not, she would have a husband.
When he finally released her, she turned around and they embraced. They kissed again anci again, and he bent down and took her nipple into his mouth.
"What'11 we tell everyone?" she asked.
"About what?"
"About our getting back together."
"The truth," he mumbled, his voice muffled by her tit.
She caressed his head and sighed. She wondered what Dave and Gina would think. It was true that many couples lived together without being married, but she hadn't been brought up that way. And Dave was her older brother, despite everything that had happened between them. Would he approve of the arrangement?
Her knees weakened. How could she resist him?
"I'll do whatever you want," she said, tears of happiness welling up in her eyes.
She reached for her robe and covered her nakedness. Clark was still naked and he moved a hand between her jism-drenched legs.
"Great, babe. Now, how about a little more?"
"Oh, Clark, I'd love it, but I think we better get presentable in case someone walks in."
"You worry too much," he said, but even as he spoke he reached for his robe.
Karen finished washing the dishes, and Clark went upstairs to dress. As she gazed out the window, she saw Gina drive up.
She wondered what Gina would say when she told her the good news. Gina would be happy for her. Oh, it was all so exciting!
Karen wiped her hands and took a deep breath as she waited for Gina to enter the house. She smoothed her hair. I must look a mess, she thought. After that wild night and morning too.
As Gina struggled with two bags of groceries, Clark entered the kitchen, "I'll go help her," he said and Karen nodded approvingly.
A few moments later Clark returned, carrying both bags. Gina followed, giggling, and Karen felt a flash of jealousy.
"I just told Gina here that after you she's got the greatest-looking tits in town," Clark said.
"Oh, you're terrible," Gina giggled.
Karen could see that Gina was pleased and her irritation increased. "He says that to all the girls," she smirked.
"Not all of them," Clark said, patting Gina's ass.
Gina flashed him a grin. "Are you all talk and no action, or are you propositioning me?"
Clark glanced at Karen and winked. "I'll bite," he said. He waved his hands and shrugged. "Whatever feels good ..."
Gina noticed Karen's frown. "Hey, I was just kidding! What's going on around here? Are you two up to something?"
"I'm always up to something," Clark snickered, rolling his eyes. "I'm getting up to something right now, just being around you two sexy broads."
"Clark ..." Karen said, her voice choked.
Clark put his arms around both women. "Hey, I've got a dynamite idea. As long as I'm coming back into the family, what do you say we all, I mean the two couples, not the kids, get together and have a little swing."
He grinned at Gina dn then turned to Karen.
Gina's mouth dropped open and Karen froze. No one spoke for a moment.
Gina broke the silence. "You're getting married again! I'm so happy for you!"
"Not exactly getting married," Clark said. "We're going to cohabit, as they say."
"Oh," Gina said.
"It's what we both want," Karen said.
"Yeah, and we both want to swing with you and Dave," Clark said. "How about it, Gina?"
When Karen said nothing, Gina tried to read her expression. Karen lowered her eyes and Gina nudged her arm. "Do you want that too?"
"It might be fun," Karen said softly.
Gina swung around and faced the window. She said nothing for a moment and then she turned back and smiled. "I have a feeling it might be good for all of us. I'll talk to Dave when he gets home. A lot of couples are doing it and Dave and I have talked about trying it. Maybe keeping it in the family is the way to go."
"Then it's settled," Clark said. "You go upstairs and dress," he said to Karen. He turned back to Gina. "How would you like to get started early?"he said, taking her arm and guiding her out of the room.
Gina turned and looked back at Karen with an expression of mock helplessness. Karen suppressed her jealousy and went upstairs to dress.
Instead of walking into the den or the living room, Clark waited for Karen to close the bedroom door, then he guided Gina downstairs to the family room.
"What's going on?" Gina giggled.
"Come here," Clark said, taking her into his arms.
Gina struggled against him. "Hey, I thought you were kidding. I said I'd talk it over with Dave. And it's supposed to be the four of us. Hey, stop that! Hey!"
Clark ended her protest by kissing her so hard she had no choice but to return the kiss.
"I'm not going to bite you," he teased as he frenched her. "Except in the best sense of the word."
Gina felt dizzy. Everything was happening so fast. One minute Karen had surprised her by telling her she was going to live with Clark without benefit of the law. And the next thing was this wild embrace.
"Watch out, you're turning me on," Gina said.
"That's the idea," Clark said, cupping her chin and kissing her deeply.
Gina took a deep breath and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"What the hell, why not?" she said, pressing herself against him. "Everybody's been fucking up a storm around her. Why not us?"
"Do you suck a cock as good as you kiss?" he asked, fumbling with the buttons on her blouse.
Gina reached down and tugged his zipper halfway down. "Try me."
He pushed her blouse and bra straps off her shoulders and kissed her tits hungrily. Gina finished unzipping his fly and his prick quickly sprang out onto her hand.
With a husky cry of passion, she sank to her knees before him and took his prick into her mouth. He stood perfectly still, his hands on his hips and his eyes closed.
Neither one of them saw Karen gaze down at them from the top of the stairs. Karen watched for a moment as Gina took Clark's prick all the way into her throat. She felt some jealousy, but she forced herself to be logical about it.
She had come to Gina's home and seduced her husband and both her teenaged sons. She had no right being angry at Gina for taking Clark up on his offer. She had no right being angry at anyone. What's so great about sexual exclusivity? she thought. Not a damn thing.
Now she watched as Clark gripped Gina's head and fed her as much of his dick as she could hold in her mouth. She became aroused watching them. It would be exciting swinging, especially since they were family and loved each other.
She thought about Dave and what his reaction would be to Clark's idea. She suspected he'd agree to it. She knew him well enough to know he loved a good fuck and had few hangups.
Now she watched as Clark pulled his prick out of Gina's mouth and pushed her down on the sofa. Gina raised her legs and Karen was amused to see she wore no panties.
Karen watched, mesmerized as her ex-husband began eating Gina's cunt. She saw him try to insert his tongue in Gina's pussy-hole. He'd given her so much pleasure with his talented tongue. Why should she deny Gina that same pleasure?
Karen's pussy creamed as she watched. She became so absorbed in the lewd scene she barely noticed when Dave quietly joined her on the step.
"When did you get here?" she hissed.
He put his arm around her neck and gazed down at his wife's wide-spread cunt.
"A few minutes ago," he whispered. "Is this okay with you?"
She nodded. "I guess so."
"Gina's something, isn't she?" he said.
"We thought we'd all get together. You know, you and me and Clark and Gina."
Dave's eyebrows shot up. "Shit, it sounds like Clark's idea, but why not? I'm game."
Karen leaned against him and smiled happily. "So am I, big brother. So am I."
