British psychiatrist Anthony Storr remarks in his book Sexual Deviation:
"The use of the term deviation implies the existence of a standard of normality from which deviation may take place; but no absolute standard can be found, for what is considered to be sexually normal varies widely both from country to country and from epoch to epoch. A sexual practice which is considered acceptable in one time and place may be abhorred as a perversion in another ... Incest, for example, was enjoined upon the Pharaohs, though generally regarded as undesirable for lesser mortals. What constitutes incest, however, is variously defined..."
It is easy and misleading to write off the whole issue by saying that earlier peoples, like the ancient Egyptians of the time of the Pharaohs, were "primitive" and ignorant, and that only modern people like ourselves have achieved true morality.
This is to ignore both the achievements of ancient civilizations and our own failures. Few honest people would deny that modern America is in a crisis of morality today, a troubled time in which we search in vain for solid and lasting values. It would be hypocritical to condemn ancient societies for "immorality" when we suffer from the same disease ourselves.
Her Loving Brother illustrates the modern search for values as well as exploring the definition of incest. A lonely and confused brother and sister, Jim and Joy Stewart, are confronted with the horrifying discovery that their teenage children are sexually involved. Jim's son and Joy's daughter are first cousins, and thus their involvement might be defined as incest by some people, but there are areas even in the United States where first cousin marriage is permitted. Joy and Jim must decide not only if the children are too young for sexual activity but also whether this activity is incestuous.
Their problem doesn't end there, however. In the course of the story, Joy and Jim Stewart make an even more shocking discovery-their powerful attraction for each other. Brother and sister then must make an even more difficult decision, whether to yield to their deep passion and thus violate society's strong taboo against incest, or to give each other up and pursue relationships with people who do not inspire such love. The reader must judge for himself whether their final decision is the right one, but it may be helpful to keep in mind Dr. Storr's remarks at the beginning of this Foreword, that no single society has a monopoly on the truth.
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CHAPTER ONE
Joy Stewart watched the attractive thirtyish man walking up the beach toward her. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and deeply tanned. His sun-bleached blonde hair was modishly long but well groomed. He walked easily, confidently, flashing her a perfect white smile. She felt a helpless melting sensation in her belly at the sight of such a sexy dude.
Yes, he was attractive as hell, her brother Jim.
"Joy?" he said, shouting over the noise of the crashing waves, "Is that you?"
They hadn't seen each other for five years. During their separation Jim had been widowed and Joy had been divorced. They lived at opposite ends of the country, Joy in New York City and Jim in Los Angeles. This year they'd agreed to vacation together on the California coast. Joy had just arrived at the small cabin Jim had rented for them.
"Jim!" she said excitedly. "Yes, it's me."
They ran toward each other, overcome with emotion. Anyone would have recognized them as brother and sister. Both were tall, blonde, and blue-eyed. They were only a year apart in age, Joy thirty-five and Jim thirty-six. They fell into each other's arms and hugged fiercely, laughing, both talking at once.
"Oh, Jim, I'm so glad to see you," Joy said.
She felt more than glad. As she was swept into that powerful masculine embrace, pressed against Jim's broad hard chest, she felt a wave of lust so strong that it made her knees rubbery. She was ashamed of herself. This man was her own brother, and she had no business feeling that way about him. It had been so long since she'd had a man, though...
"It's great to see you, too, Sis," said Jim.
He grinned down at her, having the advantage of six inches in height. Joy was a tall woman, but she felt almost petite beside her handsome brother. He was so good-looking, she wondered why he hadn't remarried. Perhaps he had the same problem she did, simply not being able to find the right person.
"Where's Tammy?" said Jim. "Rob is dying to see her."
Joy shook herself, tried to get her mind back on business. She and Jim wouldn't be vacationing alone. They'd both brought their kids-Joy's thirteen-year-old daughter Tammy and Jim's fourteen-year-old son, Rob. The two cousins hadn't met for five years and would no doubt be surprised at the changes in each other.
"I left her in the car," said Joy. "Just wanted to make sure I had the right cabin. I'll go get her."
"I'll round up Rob," said Jim. "We'll help you unload your gear."
Joy found her daughter already out of the car, taking boxes and bags out of the trunk. Tammy smiled when she saw her mother coming.
"I saw you hugging a guy on the beach, Mom," she said, "and I figured it had to be Uncle Jim. Either that or there was a boyfriend you haven't been telling me about."
"Fat chance," said Joy, laughing. "Come on, let's get this stuff into the cabin."
She watched her daughter proudly but a little nervously. At thirteen, Tammy was growing up awfully fast, maybe too fast. A petite blonde with short curly hair and enormous blue eyes, Tammy already had firm pouting orange-size breasts that jiggled enticingly under her halter as she moved. Really, it was time to buy that girl a bra....
"Hey, there's my pretty niece," said Jim.
He and Rob hurried over to the car, and Jim swept Tammy into a big hug. The girl grinned delightedly and hugged him back. Something about it bothered Joy. Tammy seemed too mature for that kind of greeting. She looked more like Jim's girlfriend than a little kid. Her saucy round tits flattened against Jim's chest as he embraced her.
Joy forced her mind off the subject. She seemed to be obsessed with sex lately. Granted it had been over a year since she'd been laid, that didn't give her the right to assume that everyone else was thinking of sex, too. With a big smile she turned to greet her nephew, Rob.
"Rob, darling," she said, "I hardly recognized you. You've grown so much."
Rob grinned and came over for a kiss on the cheek. "I'm almost as tall as Dad now," he said proudly. "Well, not exactly, but I'm still growing."
No, he wasn't as tall as Jim. In fact he was just Joy's height, five feet seven. He certainly was no little boy any more, though. He was a damnably attractive teenager with modishly long brown hair, a deep tan, and a trim muscled body. As Joy quickly kissed him, she got a whiff of healthy boy sweat that made her loins melt.
Oh, God, she thought, stop it. . . Get your mind off sex for a white...
She'd been divorced for a year and a half now, and in that time she hadn't been fucked at all. She'd met men, but never one she trusted enough to go to bed with. She hadn't realized how hard it was going to be to do without sex. It was damned near killing her not to have a man.
"Well, let's get this stuff into the cabin," she said gaily. "Then I can think about making us some dinner. How does everybody feel about hamburgers?"
"Oh, far out," said Rob happily. "Dad and I have been living on canned chili."
"That would be great, Mom," said Tammy.
"Anything would be great compared to my cooking," said Jim. "Okay, let's get in in gear."
They started carrying luggage to the cabin, the two kids running on ahead, full of high spirits. Joy watched them uneasily. Rob and Tammy looked so attractive together, the curvy little blonde girl running close beside the tanned handsome boy. Once again her mind drifted back to sex as she wondered if the kids might get into mischief. That was a problem she hadn't considered, but certainly both Tammy and Rob were old enough to be interested in sex.
"What are you brooding about, Sis?" said Jim. "You look awfully concerned about something."
Joy blushed hotly. Oh, God, it would be embarrassing if anyone could read her thoughts. It seemed like she thought of nothing else lately but sex. Her mind was a hot whirl of images-bed, cocks, feverish embraces, stiff ready dicks to ease the nagging need in her soaked starved cunt ... She really must stop. There was nothing she could do about it, nothing here to assuage her horny longing.
"Oh, nothing," she said, hurrying along toward the cabin. "I guess I'm just tired from the drive."
"I'll fix that," said Jim. "I make a damned fine martini, even if I can't cook worth shit."
Joy couldn't help laughing. Her brother had always been able to make her laugh, to lift her spirits. Impulsively she reached out and put her arm around his waist, walking close to him.
"Oh, Jim," she said, "I'm so glad to see you."
He put his arm around her waist and squeezed her. "I'm glad to see you, too, honey," he said affectionately. "You know, I think I've got the prettiest, sexiest sister in the whole world."
Their hips and thighs brushed as they walked. Again Joy felt it, the hot melting sensation in her belly. The nearness of his male body produced a big hot rush of juice from her starved cunt, a wave of moist steamy cream that soaked the crotch of her panties. She suppressed a little horny moan. She MUST control herself....
They cooked their hamburgers on the beach in front of the cabin, and then Jim and the kids went for one last swim before sunset. Joy stayed behind to clean up the cooking site. She felt depressed and irritable-and she knew why. It was the same old reason. One nice long fuck and she'd be in excellent spirits again-but who was going to do it for her? Christ, if she'd known it was going to be like this, she'd never have gotten divorced.
No, that wasn't true. No way could she stay married to Ray, a bad husband and father who was gone on business trips most of the time and drunk and abusive when he was home. She didn't miss his nasty temper and slovenly ways. One thing she did miss, though, was his cock. On the few occasions when he was home and halfway sober, she'd thoroughly enjoyed balling him. Now she didn't even have that rare treat.
Damn it, it just wasn't fair. She loved sex, loved to screw, but she'd had so little with Ray, and now none at all. It killed her to think that some wives didn't even like to do it. She'd gladly trade places with them. It wasn't something she talked about, something she broadcast, but Joy wasn't ashamed of her need. She was a normal healthy woman, that was all.
With a big long sigh she carried the last of the dirty dishes into the cabin and put them in the sink. The kids had offered to wash them. Joy had nothing more to do till they all got back from their swim. She wandered into the bedroom she was to share with Tammy.
There were two single beds, a chest of drawers, and a big full-length mirror on the closet door. Joy approached the mirror, looking critically at her reflection. She decided there was nothing wrong with her appearance. For a woman of thirty-five she was damned attractive, in fact. They why didn't she attract more men?
She pushed her heavy honey-blonde hair away from her face and studied herself. Thick-lashed slightly slanted blue eyes, small nose, full ripe mouth, good rosy complexion-there was nothing wrong there. She certainly didn't look her age. There wasn't a single wrinkle in her creamy glowing skin.
Slowly Joy unbuttoned her blouse, keeping a critical eye on her reflection. She slipped off the tailored white blouse and stood in her plain white satin bra. Her large full breasts strained at the tight confinement, looking ready to pop over the top. She reached around and unhooked her bra, breathing a big sigh of relief as the tight elastic band popped open.
Her big tits tumbled out and wobbled heavily as the bra slid away. Joy's large firm breasts were the size of cantaloupes, perfectly round and full and swelling. They were capped with pretty pointed pink nipples. She tossed her bra aside and eyed her gently wobbling boobs. Nothing wrong there, either. She got looks of lust and shrill whistles on the streets whenever she wore a sweater.
She unsnapped her jeans and skinned out of them, standing before the big mirror in clinging white satin panties. Her waist was small and firm, her legs long and shapely. So far she'd seen nothing to put a man off. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly inched the garment down.
Dark gold pubic hairs gradually popped into view, tiny curls that thickly matted her mons. She had a small triangle of fur, a pretty dense muff just a little darker than her honey-blonde hair. She let her panties waft down her long legs and kicked them side. Staring at her reflection, she slowly brought her hands down to pet and caress her silky little muff.
Hot excitement rippled through her body, but Joy blushed with shame. One thing she wasn't very proud of was the way she had to take care of her chronic nagging lust. With no man around, she had to bring herself off with her own hands. She forced herself to think the word: masturbation. Her blush deepened. Her body felt no shame, though for it had no conscience. As she dizzily pressed and massaged her curly bush, her pussy began to glow and moisten...
Suddenly the front door of the cabin banged open, and Joy heard hard bare feet running. She snatched her hands away from her crotch just as the bedroom door flew open and Tammy ran in. The girl looked like a drowned rat, wet and shivering.
"W-w-wooo, I'm cold," Tammy said. "The guys are still swimming. I g-guess they're used to it. But I had to g-get out."
"You'd better get right out of that wet suit and into a hot shower, young lady," said Joy. "We don't want you catching cold."
"Okay, Mom," said Tammy.
She started to tug off her wet bathing suit, and Joy saw her casting quick interested glances at her naked mother. Joy never tried to hide her nudity from Tammy, so the girl was used to it. That wasn't a look of curiosity-it was wistful envy. Tammy no doubt was wishing she had a tall curvy voluptuous figure like her mother, that her tits were as big as Joy's.
Joy smiled softly. If only Tammy knew how enticing SHE looked. As she scrambled out of her wet suit, her pretty round pouting boobs wobbled into view, the nipples dull rose and pointed with cold. She skinned out of her bikini bottoms, and Joy had a brief glimpse of the girl's tiny platinum puff. Tammy's body was small but thoroughly feminine, lithe and curved and delicious.
"Into the bathroom with you," Joy laughed, giving the girl a play-smack on the butt. Tammy's little ass was smooth as silk, round and firm. She shrieked and giggled and hurried off to take her shower.
Joy sighed, wondering what she was going to do when boys started drooling around her little daughter like a pack of horny dogs. It wouldn't be long now. Tammy already had a woman's body. Joy wondered if the girl had experienced any sexual feelings yet. She knew she ought to talk it over with her, but she felt uptight about the subject.
She wandered over to the bedroom window to see the sunset. Instead she saw Rob and Jim coming onto the partially enclosed patio and, without pausing in their conversation, started to undress. Joy blushed furiously. Apparently that was their custom-to strip outdoors and leave their wet bathing suits there. They'd forgotten they had female company now.
Joy found she couldn't tear her eyes away. It was shameful, watching her own brother and nephew undress, but she found herself moving even closer to the window as if drawn by a magnet. The man and boy skinned out of their wet suits and draped them over a bench. There was an outdoor shower there, and Jim turned it on.
"Let's get that salt water washed off," he said.
Father and son stepped into the warm shower spray-and Joy stared and stared. It'd been a year since she'd seen a naked male, and she found that the sight turned her on powerfully. Jim was a lot better built than her husband, too. In all her life she'd seen only one cock, Ray's. This was her chance to make some comparisons...
She gave only the briefest inspection to Rob's adolescent body. He was just a little kid, didn't interest her. He was attractive, yes, lithe and tan with well-defined muscles, but he still had the narrow shoulders and slim limbs of a boy. Joy licked her lips as she glanced lower, focusing on his crotch. He had a small brown pubic patch and slack rosy balls that swung gaily with his movements. His pale boy-prick wagged lewdly.
It was a surprise to find that Rob's half-grown dick was already as big as her husband's. The boy's gaily flopping peter was going semi-erect under the sensuous spray of the shower, growing into a heavily weaving five inches of pale blue-veined meat. The head of his prick wasn't circumcised, ending in a pointed wrinkled tip. Yes, Ray's cock had been no bigger than that ...
So maybe she'd been missing out on something. Maybe other men had larger pricks. Blushing hotly, feeling ashamed but terribly excited, she shifted her gaze to her brother ... Looking at Jim's naked body for the first time since they were toddlers, Joy felt a dizzying wave of lust and a hot rush of pussy cream that trickled down her thighs...
God, he was gorgeous...! Jim's tall powerful body was deeply tanned all over except for the slim pale band left by his swim suit. Heavy muscles rippled in his arms and legs. His broad hard chest was thickly matted with sun-bleached blonde hair. At the base of his belly was a puff of that same platinum hair.
Joy moved even closer to the window, licking her lips, her blue eyes glazed and feverishly horny. She eyed her brother's big swollen rosy nut sac, bulging firm between his heavily muscled thighs. She looked at his enormous half-erect prick, eight thick inches of pale silky flesh...
"Oh, God," she said shakily.
She didn't know cocks could be that big, that long and thick. The circumcised head was huge, knobby and purple. Joy felt a blaze of hot cunt juice running down her thighs. Oh, God, how she longed for a cock like that-but unfortunately this one belonged to her own brother.
"Hey, Dad," said Rob, "you gonna get on my case if I piss in the shower?"
Jim laughed. "Hell, no," he said, "I have to myself."
Joy knew she should avert her eyes, but she didn't. She watched her brother and nephew pissing in the warm shower spray, holding their semi-hard cocks and making bright arcs of yellow urine. Her feverish eyes jerked back and forth between the two squirting pricks, both of them long and hard and handsome.
"God help me," she said huskily.
She couldn't stand it another second. Lust was driving her wild. She had to cum or scream with frustration. Still watching the two naked pissing men, she slipped a hand onto the soft puff of her mons, wriggled a finger between the furry lips, and touched the little wet hot lump of her clit.
She began to rub her little joy button, the most sensitive organ of a woman's body. Immediate hot pleasure ripped through her body, and she sighed helplessly. With a stimulus like this-two gorgeous naked males in the shower-it wasn't going to take her long to cum.
"Ahhhh," she said, "ohhhhh..."
Joy briskly rubbed her wet scalding clit as she watched her brother and nephew taking their shower. She focused on their lewdly weaving cocks and gaily bouncing rosy balls. Jim finally turned off the shower and grabbed a couple of towels from the bench, tossing one to his son. They started drying themselves briskly with the towels, and their cocks went into an obscene jiggling dance, wobbling and jerking, pale and fleshly in the dusk...
"Ohhhh," Joy whined, "ohhhh, God..."
She pressed hard on her hot soaked clit and came. The dizzying pleasure wracked her body so hard that she almost fell. She put out one hand blindly and rested it against the wall while her lush body shook and writhed. Heavy hot cream gushed from her cunt. For a moment she was sightless with pleasure.
When she looked again, Jim and Rob had gone into the cabin. She whisked her cream-soaked finger off her clit and moaned with shame. How low could she get? She'd watched her own brother and nephew stripping, pissing, showering-and it had aroused her so much, she'd had to frig herself. Could she really be that desperate?
The answer was yes, much to her shame. She had to get a man of her own, she just had to-or God knows what insane thing she'd do next ...
CHAPTER TWO
Tammy awoke early the next morning, refreshed from her long trip and ready for fun. She glanced over at the other bed and saw that her mother was still asleep. Joy must have had a restless night. She had kicked off all the covers and lay naked on her back, long blonde hair tousled.
Tammy got quietly out of bed and went to stand close to her sleeping mother. She studied Joy's lush mature body with a little sigh of envy. She was just thirteen, just starting to get a real figure, but she wondered if she'd ever be as beautiful as her mother. To her, Joy was the most gorgeous woman in the world.
Tammy eyed her mother's huge globe-shaped tits, then glanced down at her own apple-size knockers. She sighed wistfully, hoping those little boobs were going to do a lot more growing. Her tiny puff of mons fur was dwarfed by Joy's lush blonde bush. She was six inches shorter than her mother, too. In every respect, she was only a miniature of Joy, a petite and undeveloped copy.
Slowly Tammy smiled. She realized that this was an opportunity to do something she'd long thought about. Joy would never consent to it, being so uptight and middle class, but Tammy couldn't restrain her curiosity. She wanted to compare pussies.
Joy's long legs were open just enough to give her daughter a peek at her crotch. Tammy couldn't see her own crotch without assistance, so she snatched up the hand mirror from the dresser and thrust it between her legs. Now she could make her comparison.
Everybody's ass-hole was alike, that much she was sure of. Both she and Joy had dainty light brown puckers at the mouth of their bumholes. That wasn't too interesting. Tammy glanced higher up between her mother's legs and studied Joy's lush, deep pink pussylips. Then she looked down in the mirror and studied her own.
Christ, even there she was a miniature of her mother. Her own labia were small, delicate, and pink, a little-girl version of the mature model. Joy had a bright fringe of blonde hairs around her pussy, but Tammy just had fuzz. Joy's mature cunt mouth was quite visible, moist and dark and slightly open. Tammy's little hole was only pinpoint wide and deeply recessed between her pink cunt lips.
Then there was that funny little button of flesh that felt so good when she rubbed it. She didn't know what it was called. It lived between the furry lips of her mons, a tiny nub of pink flesh that seemed to have no purpose except to give pleasure. Joy had one, too. Tammy could just see the tip of it peeking out between the richly furred lips of her mons. Joy's button was bigger, redder, longer than her daughter's.
"Hell," Tammy said softly, "I sure have a lot of growing to do."
She returned the mirror to its place and slipped into jeans and T-shirt, not bothering with shoes or underwear. She knew her mother wanted her to start wearing a bra-she could tell from the worried way Joy watched her wobbling newly budded boobs. Well, she was damned if she'd wear a bra. They looked uncomfortable and artificial.
She tiptoed out of the bedroom and closed the door softly. Poor Mom seemed so nervous and worried all the time lately, she needed her sleep. Tammy could hunt up her own breakfast. She listened in the hall and heard Jim's gentle snoring from the other bedroom, which he shared with Rob.
She went quietly to the kitchen and found cereal and milk. As she ate, Tammy thought of how she wanted to spend this summer vacation. She wanted to swim, get a tan, see some more of California-but most of all she wanted to find out all about sex.
"Poor Mom," she said with a smile.
Joy just didn't realize how mature Tammy was getting. Joy had told her daughter the basic facts of life, but she wouldn't go any farther than that, felt too embarrassed and uptight to answer all the other questions that Tammy had. So Tammy understood how babies are made, but she didn't know how it felt to make love-and that was what she really wanted to know.
Joy hadn't allowed her to date yet, so she didn't know how it felt to be kissed, fondled, or what a boy's body felt like. She'd never seen a cock or a pair of balls. She'd never seen a naked man. She was dying to know all these things.
Well, here they were for the whole summer in this isolated cabin on the beach, and there was only one way she could get all her questions answered. Her cousin Rob was her only hope.
Tammy grinned to herself. She had a sneaking hunch that Rob wouldn't be at all reluctant to help her find out about boys and sex. The way he'd looked at her when they met yesterday was a good clue. His eyes had lit up, then strayed to her bouncing braless tits. When they went swimming, he couldn't keep his eyes off her curvy little figure. He was a really cute boy, too. Yes, she and Cousin
Rob might get along very well. . .
Tammy felt no shame or guilt about what she was planning. She knew only that people said sex was a lot of fun, and that she wanted to share in the fun. Some adults might say that she was too young for fucking or that she ought to be married first, but Tammy figured it was none of their damned business. It was her body, to use as she pleased.
"Hey, good morning," said Rob.
Tammy looked up and grinned. Everything was falling into place like magic. Their parents slept on, leaving Tammy and Rob to be alone together. All she had to do was tell him what she had in mind...
"Good morning, Rob," she said. "Do you always get up this early?"
"Usually," he said, fixing himself some cereal. "Dad usually reads till late at night or watches TV or goes out, so I get up a couple hours before he does. Your Mom still sleeping?"
"Yeah," Tammy said with a grin. "Listen, is the water very cold in the morning? I thought after we eat, we could have a quick swim."
"It's gonna be chilly," said Rob, "but a quick dip might be okay. You really dig swimming, don't you?"
"Out here, yes," said Tammy. "In New York all we had was swimming pools. Wall to wall bodies, little kids pissing in the water. It's great to have a clean place to swim, where you're not bumping into a hundred other people."
"I'll bet," said Rob. "Gee, I hope you and Aunt Joy stay here a long time."
"Me, too," said Tammy with a mysterious little smile.
After breakfast she and Rob walked out on the beach. There was no one else in sight. They strolled down to a little cove with its own hidden beach, and Tammy asked to stop there. Jim and Joy wouldn't be able to see them from the cabin...
"Let's swim here," she said.
"Okay," said Rob. Then his face fell. "Aw, shit," he said, "you know what? We were so busy talking, we forgot to bring our suits."
Tammy hadn't forgotten. She'd kept Rob busy talking on purpose, so he'd forget to take his suit. It was all part of her plan, her burning curiosity to see a naked male body. She smiled at her cousin and looked perfectly at ease.
"Oh, that's okay," she said. "Nobody can see us here. We can just skinny-dip."
Rob slowly turned red from the top of his head clear down to his bare feet. He gawked at her as if he couldn't believe what she'd said. When he spoke, his voice came out in a horny adolescent croak.
"Y-You mean go naked?" he said. "Sure," said Tammy, "why not."
"Uh, well, if you don't mind," said Rob. He looked excited and eager, but he was still blushing like mad.
Tammy giggled. "What's the matter, Rob?" she said. "Haven't you ever seen a naked girl before?"
"Actually ... uh, no," he said, hanging his head.
"Well, I've never seen a naked boy, either," said Tammy. "We might learn something."
"You better believe it," said Rob hoarsely.
"Well, come on, then," Tammy said gaily, "let's take off our clothes."
She pulled her T-shirt off over her head, tousling her short thick blonde curls. Rob didn't move. He hardly even breathed. He just stood there a few feet away and gawked at her naked tits...
Rob was in much the same situation as Tammy, completely innocent and dying to know about sex. At fourteen he hadn't been allowed to date yet, but he was horny all the time, preoccupied with lewd and lusty fantasies about girls. To have Tammy actually undress in front of him was a dream come true. He couldn't believe it. It was blowing his mind.
She pulled her T-shirt off and stood there showing her naked tits like it was nothing unusual. He couldn't help staring. She had very pretty breasts, not large, but perfectly round and firm and saucy. Her deep pink nipples were erect from the cool sea air, pointing right at him. He licked his lips and made a horny gurgling noise.
"Well, come on," said Tammy, "get undressed, Rob. Are you just gonna stand there all day?"
"Huh?" he said with a start. "Oh, yeah, yeah..."
He pulled off his T-shirt, and Tammy admired his hard, tanned, hairless chest. She unsnapped her jeans and pulled down the zipper. Rob was about to unsnap his jeans, too, but when he saw her pulling down her pants, he went frozen and gawking again. His brown eyes traveled hungrily down her belly, following the progress of the zipper.
Rob licked his lips and sighed softly, longingly, as he watched his pretty teenage cousin taking off her jeans. He quickly saw that she wasn't wearing panties. As she opened her jeans and let them fall to the sand, he saw her pretty little golden muff, a tiny triangle of blonde curls. So THAT was how girls looked. No cock or balls, just that lovely little fur patch. He was so excited his cock suddenly went stiff and rigid in his pants.
"Oh, shit," he said, blushing furiously. Of all the times to get a hard-on...
"What's wrong?" said Tammy.
"Oh, uh, nothing," said Rob, his face flaming. How the hell was he going to undress in front of her with that guilty bulging hard-on? He started to turn his back.
"Hey, no fair," said Tammy. "You got to look at me."
Damn it, it was true. Blushing hotly, Rob turned back and opened his jeans and let them fall, regretting that he hadn't worn shorts. Tammy just stood there with her jeans down around her feet, staring eagerly at the first cock she'd ever seen..."Wow," she said.
It wasn't like she'd imagined. It was better. Rob's slim boy-cock sprang from a small patch of brown curls. Below hung his swollen young balls, tight and rosy and taut. Tammy eagerly eyed his stiff prick. It hugged his belly, pointing at the sky. It was smooth and pale and blue-veined, ending in a cute wrinkled point.
The two kids just stood there for a long moment, gawking at each other, thrilled with their first sight of the opposite sex naked. They forgot all about having a swim. At last Tammy sighed and stepped out of her jeans, and Rob did the same. They walked toward each other very slowly and dreamily, focusing on each other's crotch.
"Wow," Tammy said again, "just let me look at you a little, okay? I've been dying to know what boys look like."
"I've been dying to know about girls," Rob said hoarsely.
"Well, then, listen," said Tammy, "I have an idea. Why don't we just spread our clothes on the sand and sit on them and-well, look at each other? Nobody will see us."
Rob couldn't speak. He was so excited, so turned on by this unexpected piece of luck, that he could only nod his head. They spread out their jeans and T-shirts on the firm white sand and sat down beside each other. He just couldn't believe it was happening. He'd prayed for something like this, the chance to inspect and explore a girl's naked body...
Tammy felt just as excited. At last she'd be able to satisfy her curiosity about male bodies. She was so glad that her mother had decided to come out to California and stay with Uncle Jim and his son. Cousin Rob was proving to be very, very cooperative...
"Lie down, Rob," she said eagerly, "just lie back and let me look at you. Wow, boys sure are different from girls."
"You're telling me," Rob said with a nervous laugh.
He lay back as she requested, stifling his urgent need to touch her, look at her. She knelt beside him, just at his hips, and took a long slow look at his cock. It stood straight up now, pointing at the blue sky, rigid and swollen. Tammy bent lower for a better look, and he felt her warm breath fanning his swollen peter. It made him very excited.
"Is it always hard like that?" she said.
Rob blushed. "Uh, no," he said, "most of the time it's soft. It just gets big and stiff like that when a guy is horny."
"Horny?" said Tammy. "What does that mean?"
Rob didn't think it was possible to blush any harder, but he did. "Well, it means when a guy wants to make out," he said.
Tammy said, "You mean fuck?"
Rob gawked. He hadn't expected his little cousin to use that word. "Yeah," he said, "that's what I mean. See, it wouldn't work if my cock was soft. It wouldn't go in. So I have to get a hard-on."
"Yeah, I understand," said Tammy. "Have you ever fucked a girl before, Rob?"
"No," he said wistfully, "but I'd sure like to try. What about you, Tammy-ever got it on?"
"Uh-unh," she said absently. She'd lost interest in the discussion and was eyeing his erect cock again.
Rob was about to ask her if she wanted to try getting it on with him, when he felt her soft warm little hand closing around his erect meat. She curled her fingers around it and pumped it gently and slowly, exploring its texture and heat. Rob damn near came, if felt so nice.
Tammy was very excited, too. It was a thrill to touch his prick, and she was delighted to find the rigid five-inch organ silky and warm and pleasant to touch. She moved her curled fingers slowly up and down it, and she noticed that the pale wrinkled head of his prick moved, too, pulling back and forth to give her brief glimpses of red flesh.
"What's this?" she said, gently touching the wrinkled flesh around the head of his cock. "Will it move back?"
"Th-that's my foreskin," Rob said, gasping with pleasure as she fingered him there. "Yeah, it'll move back, but be careful, okay? A guy is real t-tender there."
"Okay," said Tammy.
Using her thumb and forefinger she gently eased back the wrinkled soft skin and uncovered the slick cherry-red head of his cock. It looked very attractive to her, the gleaming flesh and the little dark slit mouth. She trailed a finger around the rosy head and found it slick and hot. A little bubble of juice came from the tiny mouth, and she smeared it onto her finger.
"Oh, Jesus," said Rob.
"What's wrong?" said Tammy. "I hope I didn't hurt you."
"Christ, no," he said with a loud sigh, "just the opposite. It feels so damned good when you touch me there, Tammy!"
She grinned. "Good," she said, " 'cause I really dig touching your cock, Rob."
He sighed and lay back in a dizzy stupor of lust. He jacked off a lot to take care of his incessant adolescent lust, but it never felt so good with his own hand as it did with his pretty blonde cousin playing with him. Tammy's soft exploring fingers seemed to be all over his crotch, feeling and testing his prick, his balls, and the wrinkled mouth of his ass-hole.
Tammy just couldn't get enough of him. She found herself terribly excited by her first sight and touch of cock and balls, and she wanted to feel him all over. She nestled his swollen rosy nut sacs in the palm of her hand and felt their hot weight. She felt and looked back between his legs and saw how different he was from her. She stroked his silky stiff prick and watched more little bright bubbles of juice come from the tiny mouth of the bright red cockhead.
Rob was getting so turned on, he just couldn't sit still any more. He was going to cum, shoot his load right in her face if he didn't do something to distract himself. He rolled up into a sitting position, seized Tammy's shoulders, and gently eased her down onto her back.
"My turn," he said. "You got to look at me, and now I get to look at you."
Tammy didn't find that nearly as exciting as playing with his handsome young prick and nuts, but she gave in with good grace. It was only fair, after all. She lay back submissively and opened her slim pretty legs for him, spreading them wide.
"Okay, go ahead and look," she said.
Rob didn't waste a second. He zeroed in fast for his first glimpse of pussy. Kneeling beside her, he bent close to her crotch and stared. There was the little platinum puff of her bush, and below that was rich pink gleaming flesh like puffy lips. Between the lips he could just make out the tiny shadowed hole that had to be her cunt.
Man, what he wouldn't give if she'd just let him stick his rigid aching dick in there. He was dying to lose his virginity, to find out how it felt to screw. He didn't want to scare or anger her, though. He didn't want to push his luck. Maybe if he just played with her, she'd get as horny as he was and would let him ball her...
He began to explore her mysterious female crotch, parting the furry fat lips of her mons. Inside there was a funny little pink button of flesh. Rob touched it gently with his fingertip, rubbing it a little, and Tammy gave a sharp gasp.
"Ooooo," she said, "that feels nice, Rob. Yeah, touch me there."
"What is this thing, anyhow?" he said, massaging the fat fleshy nub.
"I dunno what it's called," she said, "but it sure feels great."
Rob did as she asked, gently rubbing her little moist joy button, because he saw it was making her horny. He noticed that the more he stimulated her, the more swollen and wet her pussy became. Bright juice began to leak from the tiny mouth of her cunt. Again he thought how great it would be to stick his dick in there...
"Tammy," he said awkwardly, "when we finish looking at each other, do you suppose we could--Uh, I mean, would it be okay if we-"
"What are you trying to say, Rob?" she said.
"What is it you want to do?"
"I-" he said.
That was all he got to say before they heard Jim calling them. He wasn't far away, either. Cursing, the kids quickly got back into their suits and headed for the cabin. Of all the times to be interrupted...
CHAPTER THREE
Joy wakened late that morning after everyone else had gotten up, but she didn't feel very rested. She'd had dreams all night, tantalizing erotic dreams in which she got very turned on but never got a chance to cum. It was just like real life, she thought bitterly.
She made breakfast for herself and Jim, and they talked about what they'd been doing during the five years of their separation. Inevitable the conversation got around to their marriages.
"I'm sorry you couldn't work it out with Ray," said Jim. "You two were married a long time."
"Twelve years," said Joy. "I tried to stick it out for Tammy's sake, so she'd have a father, but in the end his drinking got so bad he wasn't even nice to her. That's when I decided to split."
"And rightly so," Jim said. "That bastard ... I have no respect for men who abuse their wives and children."
Joy didn't want to dwell on the subject of her failed marriage. It was too painful. She smiled and changed the topic. "I'm surprised you haven't married again, Jim," she said. "It's been almost two years since Mary died."
He smiled back weakly. "Well, it wasn't all roses for Mary and me, either," he said. "If she hadn't been killed in that car crash, we'd probably have gotten a divorce. I wasn't rich or important enough for her. She was in love with somebody else. Anyhow, it kind of soured me on marriage, at least for the time being."
"I'm sorry," said Joy. "I didn't know there was any trouble in your marriage, Jim. I didn't mean to...., pry-
"That's okay," he said, "forget it. It's nice to be able to talk to somebody about it."
He reached out and held her hand, and Joy found herself struggling not to blush. Jesus, what was the matter with her? She could get excited when her own brother held her hand, she was so starved for male touch. Nervously she slipped her hand away and got up and started to wash the dishes.
"I thought we'd go sailing this afternoon," said Jim. "I'll drive over to town and get a couple more life preservers. The kids ought to get a kick out of the boat."
"All right, Jim," she said, "see you later."
She hurried through the dishes, then set out for a long walk on the beach. She needed to be alone to straighten herself out. She was getting pretty damned disgusted with her constant preoccupation with sex. She just had to get control of herself somehow. When a woman starts turning on to her own brother, she's in big trouble...
Not far from the cabin, she met the kids coming back from their walk, and she assigned them some chores to do. She didn't like the way they were looking at each other, all moony and melty and longing. As if she didn't have problems enough already, dammit. If Tammy and Rob got turned on to each other, there could be really big trouble.
She couldn't give it much thought just then, though. She was horny again, achingly horny. She could not stop the lusty visions of her brother Jim as she'd seen him yesterday, naked in the shower, his huge thick semi-erect cock waving lewdly in front of him. Oh, God, what she wouldn't give to welcome a prick like that into her starved cunt. . .
Well, it was time to face facts, time to do something about her maddening condition. When she got back to New York, she'd simply have to take a lover, the first man who offered. There'd been plenty of offers before, but she hadn't liked the men. Now it didn't matter if she liked them or not. All she really had to like was their cocks. She'd find herself a steady stud.
Fine, but what was she going to do till then? She'd agreed to share rent on the cabin for three months, and Jim was counting on her. She didn't want to take Tammy back to New York and its poisonous summer air, either. She was stuck here for a long time, with no man. She'd just have to masturbate, that's all ...
"Oh, hell," she said miserably.
Masturbation was no fun any more. It relieved her horny need for a few moments, that was all, and she desperately missed the touch and smell and taste of the male body. She needed a MAN, not her own guilty fingers. Right then and there her pussy was creaming steadily, moistening the crotch of her panties. She was so horny she could have screamed.
"Enough already," Joy said with a big sigh. "I'm tired of the whole subject."
She thought she knew a solution. A swim in the cold morning ocean would take her mind off sex all right. She'd stay in till she was half frozen, anything to get rid of that nagging desire. The only problem was that she'd forgotten to bring her bathing suit, and she was a long way from the cabin by now.
She looked around for a place where she could skinny dip without being seen, and she noticed the protected cove the kids had come from. She didn't think what they might have been doing there, out of sight of the adults. She just saw it as a place where she could be naked and unobserved. She jogged down the beach and climbed over the rocks.
The cove was perfect. Once down inside the sheltering curve of rocks, she couldn't be seen from the beach. She stripped quickly, shivering in the slight ocean breeze. She raced for the water and forced herself to plunge in. The shock of the cold water made her gasp, but she swam into it. If this didn't take her mind off sex, nothing would.
Tammy and Rob quickly finished the chores Joy had asked them to do, then sat down on the couch and looked at each other eagerly but shyly. They could think of nothing else but the thrilling things they'd done on the beach, undressing and exploring each other. They couldn't wait to get back to it.
"Well," Tammy said at last, "you wanta take up where we left off, Rob?"
"I sure do," he said fervently.
He moved closer to her, thigh to thigh, and slid his hands up under her T-shirt. His eager sweaty palms closed over her bare tits. It was the first time he'd ever touched a girl's breasts. They were delicious to touch, firm silky globes that quivered warmly and throbbed with life. He cupped and molded them gently.
"Ummm, that feels nice," said Tammy.
"I dig it, too," said Rob.
He felt her getting aroused fast. Her breathing quickened, her eyes fluttered, and he felt her pretty little nipples going hard and nubby against his palms. He raised her shirt up above her tits and watched his own hands cupping and squeezing the satiny hot flesh, still hardly able to believe his good fortune.
"Ohhh, Rob," Tammy said with a big hot sigh, "I'm getting so excited ... Let's take off our clothes, okay?"
"Okay," Rob said eagerly.
They were just reaching for the snaps of their jeans when they heard Jim's car pulling up outside the cabin.
"Aw, SHIT!" said Rob, "that's the second time today he's interrupted us."
"I know," Tammy said grimly. "We're gonna have to think of better ways to get away from our parents."
Jim walked in, all smiles. "Hi, kids," he said. "We're gonna go sailing in just a little bit, right after lunch. Where's Joy?"
"Last we saw her, she was walking down the beach," Tammy said. "She was going towards the cove. She didn't take her watch, Uncle Jim. Maybe she lost track of the time."
"Could be," said Jim. "I'll go look for her."
He strolled out of the cabin, and Tammy turned to Rob with a mischievous grin. "That'll give us a little more time," she said.
The kids quickly and eagerly stripped off their clothes and lay down naked together on the couch...
Jim couldn't see his sister anywhere on the beach, so he figured she'd already reached the cove, maybe walked beyond it. He headed that way, but in a leisurely fashion. Really, there was no reason to hurry. It was his vacation, the first he'd had in years. He loved his work, selling scuba equipment and other marine supplies, but everybody needs time off now and then.
Really what was bothering him wasn't overwork-it was under-sex. He hated to admit it, but it was true. Since Mary hurt him so badly by falling for a rich customer, he'd tried to get women out of his mind entirely. He didn't want to get kicked in the teeth again. Unfortunately his body didn't go along with the idea. It had been almost two years since he'd gotten laid, but his cock didn't forget. He seemed to be maddeningly horny all the time...
The weird thing was, in spite of his endless lust, he saw very few women who appealed to him. Maybe he was too fussy, or maybe they reminded him of his wife. He hadn't been hotly turned on to a woman in months, not till yesterday...
Jim blushed hotly and felt a wave of shame. It was true-yesterday when he saw his sister Joy he'd wanted a woman for the first time in months. His own sister had turned him on. She was beautiful, of course, and stacked, but that was no excuse. Christ, maybe something was wrong with him if the only girl he could get excited about was his own sister.
He pushed the disturbing thoughts from his mind and concentrated on the sights and sounds of the wide deserted beach. He watched seagulls and waves and a few harbor seals out in the water. Before long he reached the sheltered cove and scrambled over the rocks. He peered around, looking for his sister.
He saw her, all right. She was standing stark naked in the surf, not twenty feet away.
Blushing furiously, filled with shame, Jim ducked down behind a rock so Joy wouldn't see him. He'd hate to be caught staring at her like that. He didn't stop looking, though. From his place of concealment, he peeked out between the rocks and observed his naked sister wading in the shallow surf.
Jesus Christ, she was beautiful ... He'd always thought she was gorgeous, but he hadn't seen her naked before. He hadn't seen the adult Joy, anyhow. When they were tiny, they used to have their bath together, but as soon as Joy's body started developing, their parents were careful to keep them apart.
Jim remembered one of those long-ago baths, when he was about seven and Joy must have been six. It was the first time she'd really noticed his peter. It floated loosely in the bathwater, and Joy had giggled and reached out to play with it. It felt nice to Jim. He noticed that his sister had no peter, just ripe pink fleshy lips at the base of her belly. He touched her there, and she smiled at him...
Jim blushed beet red at the memory. He hadn't thought about it in years, but he remembered now that they'd played happily with each other for perhaps fifteen minutes, forgetting all about their bath, until their mother came in to check on them. She was very angry. The kids didn't understand why. She made them get out of the tub without washing, and she never let them bathe together again.
Thirty years later he still wanted to play with her...
Jim felt his cock go rigid and stiff in his jeans as he watched his tall blonde sister strolling naked in the surf. He was terribly ashamed of his reaction, yet he couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He'd always wondered if Joy padded her bra. Those big out-thrusting round tits looked too good to be true. Now he saw that they were real.
Even without a bra, Joy's magnificent big breasts were perfectly firm, thrusting straight ahead, jiggling enticingly as she moved. Her nipples were small, pink, and pointed with the cold. Those beautiful boobs would overflow his hands, he knew. He thought how delicious it would be to fondle them...
"For chrissake," he said, "stop..."
His warning to himself did no good, he couldn't stop looking. He eyed his sister's lovely blonde bush, the curls tight and dripping from her swim. He'd never seen a real blonde muff before. Joy's was lovely, a lush but small triangle of golden fur. Her legs were long and perfect, her waist small, her thick honey-blonde hair falling below her shoulders.
He wanted her so badly, he could have moaned out loud. His cock swelled and juiced and strained in the tight confinement of his jeans. His balls were swollen, too, tight and aching with their load. His body had no conscience, didn't know about incest, didn't care. His body wanted her urgently, while his mind protested.
My God, she was his own sister, his flesh and blood. How could he even think of her like this? He was deeply ashamed of himself, yet he could not stop looking at her, peeping at her from behind the rock like some dirty old pervert. He felt helplessly drawn to her.
Joy turned her back to him, and he ogled the firm little rounds of her cute ass. She saw something in the surf, a pretty rock perhaps, and bent over to pick it up. As she did so, her whole pussy was revealed to Jim's hot staring eyes. He moaned softly. Her pussy was a lot prettier than Mary's, a gleaming scarlet slit fringed with light blonde hairs. He could even see the tiny shadowed mouth of her cunt.
Burning with shame, but unable to help himself, Jim fumbled for his fly. He gingerly drew out his achingly stiff prick and curled his fingers around it. He was simply going to have to jack off before he did something insane-like, for instance, raping his own sister. He hated to pull a guilty adolescent stunt like masturbating, but it was for his own good-and Joy's.
As he began to frig himself briskly, Joy straightened up and turned again, facing his way but not seeing him. Her eyes had a strange glazed look, as if her thoughts were far away. Even over the noise of the surf he could hear her deep lingering sigh. She trailed a hand down her sleek naked body till she was touching and pressing her curly blonde muff.
"Oh, God," she said wearily, "won't it ever stop?"
He didn't know what she meant, but he saw clearly enough what she was doing. Sighing, blushing, she wriggled a finger inside the fat curly lips of her mons and touched the small pink nub of her clitoris. She began to rub her self there, and her blush deepened. Jim saw a bright trickle of cunt juice running down her inner thighs.
He moaned softly. It was a crazy situation. His sister had the same problem he did, months without sex, a nagging desire that couldn't be suppressed. Here they were frigging themselves within twenty feet of each other. His rigid ready cock was so close to her hotly creaming twat, it seemed ridiculous that they couldn't help each other out. Yet it was out of the question. They were brother and sister...
Watching Joy briskly rubbing her wet pink clit, Jim felt his cock bubbling big globs of juice, making his pumping slick and fast. He pumped harder, wanting to cum, wanting to get this shameful scene over with. Joy, as if catching his vibes, rubbed her little pink clit faster and faster...
He saw all the signs of her arousal. He saw her tall gorgeous body flushing a mottled pink all over, saw her big round tits swell up tight and taut, the nipples glowing hot pink. He saw the steady stream of steamy juice from her starved cunt, a river of thick cream running down her legs.
Obviously Joy needed a man desperately. She was a modest and decent woman, and it was easy to guess that she hadn't fucked anybody since she left Ray. She must be starved for it by now. Jim knew the feeling well. He was starved too. He moaned softly and pumped his hot throbbing dick even faster.
He knew it had to be this way, that he couldn't touch his own sister, but he couldn't help thinking how it would be to thrust his thick swollen cock into her fiery wet hole, how great it would feel to stuff her juicy little cunt and cum in her. He could guess that Joy would love it, too, would welcome the hard deep thrust of his dick...
Stop it, he thought, for God's sake, stop it...
How in hell was he going to live with three months of this? He'd agreed to spend the whole summer in the beach cabin with his sister, but after today it was going to be torture. He wouldn't be able to look at her without mentally undressing her and seeing her as she was now, naked and stacked and violently horny.
Joy stood in the ankle-deep water, swaying, moaning, the thick cunt cream streaming down her inner thighs. Her finger flew feverishly back and forth over her squirting swollen red clit. Her blue eyes rolled crazily, and her pretty pink tongue snaked out to lick her lips. Suddenly she thrust her hips forward sharply, froze, and gasped. Then her hips went into an uncontrollable bucking motion.
"AHHHH," she wailed, "AHHHH..."
She was cumming, frigging her clit furiously, great streams of pussy juice flooding down her legs. Her pretty face twisted into a lewd grimace of pleasure, and she moaned steadily, her voice husky and excited. She swayed and almost fell.
Jim became so hotly excited that he couldn't hold out another second. Fisting his rigid swollen dick, pumping furiously, he shot his load, wad after wad of thick cream that spurted onto the rock in front of him. like Joy he moaned hoarsely and swayed dizzily, almost falling over. For a long moment he was blinded with pleasure, and then finally his cock went limp and empty in his hand.
He blushed scarlet, realizing what he'd done. God, he must be sick in the head to have done something like that. Spying like some Peeping
Tom, watching his naked sister masturbate, jacking off as he ogled her-it was disgusting and shameful. Quickly he stuffed his limp wet prick back into his jeans and zipped up.
He staggered back away from the cove, wondering what to do next. He'd promised the kids they'd go sailing, so he had to collect Joy, but he felt ashamed to face her. Well, there was nothing for it but to go ahead and bull it through. At least he could give her some warning.
"Joy," he shouted, "Joy, where are you?"
He started over the rocks again, but he saw that his call hadn't been loud enough. Joy was still standing naked in the surf, catching her breath after cumming. Jim froze, and so did she. For a long moment brother and sister stared at each other in shock and surprise. Then Joy gave a little squeal of embarrassment and tried to cover herself, throwing one arm across her big swollen tits, clapping a hand over her curly blonde bush.
"Just a minute, Jim," she said hastily. "Let me get dressed."
"I'm sorry," he said, turning his back.
She joined him in a moment, dressed, blushing, but trying to smile. They walked back to the cabin together, chatting gaily, trying to hide their embarrassment. Jim was thankful that she couldn't possibly know everything he'd seen and done or everything he thought ...
CHAPTER FOUR
When Jim left the cabin to find Joy, the two kids took one quick glance out the window to make sure he was really on his way. Reassured, they stripped off their clothes and embraced each other feverishly on the couch. There was so much to do, so much to learn. Neither of them had even been kissed before.
The first time they tried it, they bumped noses, but they soon had the hang of it, pressing their lips hotly together, snaking their tongues deep into each other's mouth. Tammy pressed her plump round tits against Rob's hard tan hairless chest, loving the hot contact of their bodies.
"Ummmm, this is fun," she said.
"It sure is," said Rob with a big sigh. "No wonder people like to make out."
They tried all the standard stuff, things they'd heard about from older kids at school. They kissed, fondled, hugged, and pressed their bodies against each other. Rob played with Tammy's pretty pouting tits till he had her rosy nipples standing up erect and taut. He followed every crazy urge that came to him and soon found himself licking her bumpy rigid nipples.
"Oooo," Tammy said with a squeal, "that feels really good, Rob."
He licked her nipples faster and more hotly. It was the weirdest thing she'd ever felt, the way her tits seemed connected by a direct nerve line with her pussy. Every time Rob's hot slick tongue lapped her sensitive nipple, she felt a little spurt of cream from her cunt. She'd had no idea her breasts were so sensitive.
Rob got a charge out of playing with her tits, too. They were so soft and silky and nice to touch. He felt saliva pooling in his mouth and realized that he wanted to suck her boobs like a baby. Well, why not? The grownups were far away down the beach, and he and Tammy could do anything they wanted. To hell with what other people might think....
He pressed his mouth to her left nipple, opened his lips, and eagerly sucked the erect pink nub into his mouth. He started sucking on it hotly, furiously, tickling it with his tongue, bathing it with his saliva. Tammy gave a shrill squeal of delight.
"Oooooo," she said, "oooo, WOW, that feels great, Rob."
She wasn't exaggerating. As Rob sucked her sensitive nipple in his scalding wet mouth, her pussy went crazy with arousal, spewing hot sticky cream all over her crotch. She found her hips moving in a helpless horny motion, jerking back and forth. She moaned and felt dizzy with longing.
"Oh, wow. Rob," she said with a low moan, "you're getting me so worked up ... Ohhhhh ... Hey, let's cut out this little-kid stuff and do something really exciting. Let's look at each other again."
That was fine with Rob. He really hadn't had a very good look at her pussy before his Dad came along and interrupted them. He was willing and eager to make a more complete examination of her mysterious female crotch. He popped his wet mouth off her taut spit-soaked nipple and grinned at her.
"Who gets to look first?" he said.
Tammy laughed. "That is a problem," she said. "Maybe we oughtta flip a coin for it."
Rob laughed, too, and said, "Uh-unh, cousin. You got to look at me first this afternoon, on the beach. Now I get to go first."
Tammy sighed deeply. She was just dying to touch his cock again, but she supposed he was right. She'd just have to wait, containing her hot excitement. "Oh, okay," she said, stretching out on her back.
Rob slipped to his knees on the rug beside her, eagerly bending over her belly. He touched the pretty platinum puff of her bush, gently petting the soft fragrant curls. On impulse he pressed his face into the curly muff. She smelled of soap and baby powder and a mysteriously enticing musky scent which he guessed to be pussy juice.
As he pressed his face hard against her soft bush, Tammy felt a hard jolt of excitement. The pressure was getting to her ever-greedy little clit, making her pussy cream hotly. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all, waiting for her turn to explore him. It felt awfully nice when he touched her down there.
Rob raised his flushed face and eyed her pretty golden muff. It sure was strange not to see any cock or balls, but it looked beautiful to him. He played with her fluffy fur patch for awhile, tickling and petting, making her sigh with pleasure, but soon he was ready for further exploration between her legs.
"Tammy," he said, "could you spread your legs for me so I can see better?"
"Sure," she said breathlessly.
She was more than cooperative. To Rob's delight, she threw one slim leg up over the back of the couch and let the other trail off the edge of the seat. She couldn't possibly have been more open to him, her slit more exposed. He gawked excitedly at his first really good view of pussy. It was all there, ripe and pink and wet, nothing hidden.
He started from the bottom this time, touching the light brown wrinkled mouth of her ass-hole, gently rimming it with his fingertip. Her brownie was just like his, no difference there. He did make a discovery, though-Tammy liked him to touch her bumhole. As he swiftly rimmed and tickled the clenched opening, she sighed loudly.
"Ummm, that feels exciting," she said with a giggle. "I didn't think it'd feel good to be touched THERE!"
Rob laughed, too. "Well, you learn something new every day," he said.
He was eager to learn every possible way of getting her hot, because he figured if she got hot enough she'd let him ball her. He pressed his fingertip more firmly against the tight brown mouth of her ass-hole, and Tammy sighed lingeringly. He felt the tiny tight mouth opening a little, letting him in, and he quickly wriggled his fingertip inside it, penetrating about a half inch.
"Oooooo," she squealed, "oooo, YEAH. . . That feels great...."
Rob seized the chance to turn her on. He began frigging her tight little anal mouth with his fingertips, wriggling it around and around. Tammy squealed with delight. He saw her tiny shadowed cunt mouth spurt a hot glob of juice. He'd figured out by now that girls creamed just like boys when they got horny. Just as his erect cock would leak juice, so her aroused cunt would drip and cream when she got really hot.
So he'd learned something new and useful-frig her bumhole, and she'd cream. He inched his finger in deeper and found her rectum tight and slick and scalding. Tammy shivered with pleasure as he gradually worked his finger all the way to the last knuckle in her clenching steamy little hole. Then he began to wriggle it around, and she gave a shrill squeal of pleasure.
"EEEEEE," she wailed, "ohhh, Rob, that feels GREAT!! ! "
Weird as it seemed, she really liked it. She discovered that her ass-hole had the same sexy feelings as her cunt and clit, that it responded to erotic stimulation just as easily. Rob's probing finger felt terrifically exciting deep in her bowel. Her virgin pussy juiced furiously.
Rob filed away that discovery and continued his exploration, popping his finger from her steamy pungent bumhole and moving farther up her moist hot crotch. He touched the swollen pink lips of her cunt and saw their faint fringe of platinum hair. Her fleshy pussylips were sensitive, too. When he rubbed the scalding-hot labia, she moaned with pleasure.
"Oh, Rob, I'm really getting off on this," she sighed. "It feels so nice when you touch me down there...."
Rob was glad of that, because he was getting off on it, too. He found it very exciting to explore his very first pussy. He slipped a finger between the plump pouting pink lips of her cunt and found the pencil-wide wet hole where his cock would go if she let him ball her. He wriggled the tip of his finger into it.
"Oooooo," Tammy moaned, "nice...."
Her little virgin cunt was even tighter and slicker and hotter than her ass-hole. As Rob worked his finger up inside her, he thought longingly of how great it would be to have his cock in that juicily clinging nest. He got his finger about an inch up her seething little twat when he encountered a tough fleshy barrier. He poked at it, and Tammy flinched with pain. He remembered then that virgins had an obstruction like that, called a hymen, and he quickly removed his finger from her slick hot hole.
He ran his finger up between the lightly furred lips of her mons and rubbed that funny little pink button of flesh, the one he'd rubbed earlier on the beach. Tammy really liked being touched there. She gave a shrill squeal, and hot heavy cream poured from her aroused box. She arched her slim curvy body and rubbed her greedy little clit against his finger, seeking more sweet friction.
"Yeah, yeah," she whimpered, "touch me there, Rob, play with me...."
Rob was always willing to find new ways to turn her on. On impulse he seized her hot fleshy pink clit between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead it. Tammy went wild with pleasure, moaning and bucking and creaming. He kneaded the little pink button more firmly, faster, and soon his hand was soaked with her cunt juice.
"Oooooo," she crooned, "oooooo...." Tammy had loved everything he'd done to her so far, but this fast firm kneading of her little joy button was the best thing yet. She couldn't control the horny bucking of her body, and her sweet round tits jiggled furiously with her movements. She felt a strange melting sensation all through her belly, and then suddenly a blast of pleasure that almost made her faint. It rocked her whole body and made her wail loudly. "AHHHHH," she screamed. Rob was surprised at the violence of her reaction until he realized that she must be cumming. That little pink button was certainly the key to her response. She wailed and writhed and shook for a long moment, then flopped back with a loud sigh and a big grin.
"Oh, wow," she panted, "I don't know what you did to me, Rob, but it felt fantastic."
"You came," he said proudly. "Came?" Tammy said.
She looked puzzled. She'd just had her very first orgasm, but she didn't know it and didn't know what it was called. No matter she felt pleasantly fulfilled and ready for new fun. She sat up, grabbed Rob, and tugged him down on the couch. Settling him onto his back, she slipped to the rug and knelt beside him.
My turn to look at you, she said impishly.
Rob sighed. He'd much rather have tried fucking, but he was still a little shy about asking her. It was a pretty big step. He lay limp and submissive on his back as Tammy leaned forward to study his cock, fanning it with her hot moist breath. For once in his teenage life he didn't have a hard-on. Her violent climax had frightened him till he understood what it was.
"Hey," she said wonderingly, "your cock isn't big and stiff, not like it was this afternoon."
"I don't have a hard-on yet," he said, "but I bet I will very soon."
Tammy didn't mind. She kind of got off on seeing him that way, his pale boy-peter limp and soft and tiny. She reached out and picked it up gingerly, resting it on the palm of her hand. She toyed with the soft wrinkled tip, marveling at how warm and silky the flesh was. But there were lots more parts of him she wanted to explore.
"Hey, Rob, open your legs so I can see better, okay?" she said.
Rob obeyed, feeling a little embarrassed to expose himself like that, but soon her soft hot touch soothed him. She ran her hand over his crotch from ass-hole to balls and back again. He felt her little fingertip rimming his tight wrinkled bumhole, and he understood instantly why she'd gotten off when he did that to her. It felt naughtily exciting.
"Yeah, nice," he sighed.
Tammy was determined to return the favor, pay him back for all the nice things he'd done for her. That cumming business was really great, and she wanted to make him cum, too, if she could. She'd start with his ass-hole, assuming it was as receptive as her own. She popped the tip of her little finger inside the clenched brownie and felt the slick hot flesh of his rectum.
"AWWW," Rob yelped.
It felt terrific to have her slim little finger snaking up his ass-hole. He was surprised at how good it felt. Hot pleasure burned in his belly, and he felt his cock rising into sudden stiff life. Tammy noticed it, too. Still working her stiff little finger up his tight slick bumhole, she stared at his twitching prick.
"Hey, what's your cock doing?" she said.
"Gettin' hard," Rob panted.
It certainly was! Tammy watched in wonder as the soft wrinkled little prick twitched, lurched, and began to grow. It got long and stiff and thick right before her wide blue eyes. The wrinkled foreskin drew itself back to uncover the cherry-red gleaming head of his cock. The little slit mouth drooled a bright droplet of juice.
"Wow," she said, very impressed.
She popped her finger from his seething tight ass-hole and explored farther up between his legs. There was a flat blank space where a girl would have a cunt, and then the two rosy balloons of his swollen young balls. When she'd looked before, they were in his limp wrinkled sac. Now they were round and taut, almost the size of golf balls.
She gently touched and rubbed them, finding them hot and throbbing and satiny. Rob moaned blissfully. "That feels real nice, Tammy," he said, "but just don't press too hard. A guy is really sensitive there."
"Okay, Rob," she said breathlessly.
She really liked touching his nuts. She cupped them in her hands and squeezed gently and rhythmically. Rob moaned softly as she pressed, and more juice bubbled from his cock-head and dribbled down the swollen, blue-veined shaft. She figured out that boys creamed, just like girls, when they got aroused.
Rob thought he was going to shoot his load any second. He'd never felt anything so nice as Tammy's gentle soft hands massaging his tender bloated nut sac. His cock got harder and harder, till it was pointing right up at the ceiling and ready to burst. He couldn't restrain his moans and sighs.
"Oh, wow, Tammy," he whined, "that feels fine, just great. . . Play with my cock, too, okay? I could really dig that."
"I was just going to do that," she said with a mischievous laugh.
She kept one soft hand pumping his balls, and with the other she tickled his tight-curled brown bush and then seized the base of his rigid young cock, wrapping her fingers snugly around the hard stalk. She started moving her hand upward, pumping gently and teasingly, arousing his already frantic cock. Big globs of juice rolled out of his cherry-red cockhead and down onto her fingers, making her pumping very slick.
"Awww, Christ," Rob whined.
He couldn't figure out why it was so much more exciting to have a girl jack him off than it was when he did it himself. There was no doubt about it, though. Tammy's hot little fist was driving him wild with pleasure, and he felt his balls swelling and tensing, getting ready to shoot.
Tammy felt the stiff hot rod in her fist, throbbing and twitching as if it had a life of its own. Rob's face was pink with lusty excitement, and he breathed loud and fast. He began to arch his slim tan body, feeding his rigid young prick in and out of her fist. She sensed from the motion of his cock that he wanted faster pumping, and she gave it to him, zipping her juice-soaked fingers up and down his straining erect dick.
"Awww, Jesus, YEAH," Rob wailed. "Yeah, jack me OFF, Tammy ... Ohhh, man, I'm gonna CUMMMM!! "
Tammy kept pumping his handsome pale cock briskly in her fist, and she saw a strange thing happen. Rob gave a shrill yelp, and then fat globs of thick cream shot from the little slit mouth of his cock. They shot high into the air, then splattered down on his belly. His face twisted in a leer of pleasure.
"Awww," he whined, "AWYVWWW!! ! "
So that was how boys came. If his cock was inside her, if they were fucking, all that hot sticky cream would go into her. It gave Tammy a funny melting feeling to think about it. She'd just cum herself, but her greedy little pussy started to get moist and interested again. Rob's stiff finger had felt so nice in her cunt. Wouldn't his silky long prick feel even better?
Tammy made up her mind then and there to ask Rob to fuck her. She'd lost all her fears and hesitation. She was dying to know what it would feel like. She felt Rob settling back on the couch after his sharp hard climax, his prick going limp and wrinkled and small in her hand. She let it slip from her grasp, and it went splatting onto his thigh.
"Hey, thanks, Tammy," he said with a grateful sigh. "I really needed that. It felt great."
"I'm glad, Rob," she said. "Now how can I get you hard again?"
He laughed. "Are you kidding? What for?" he said.
"Because I want to fuck," said Tammy.
He gawked at her. He couldn't believe what he'd heard. It was just too good to be true, damn it. For two years now, ever since he'd become a teenager, he'd been aching, dying, to get into a girl's pants, but he knew how slim the chances were. Yet here was his beautiful little blonde cousin just out-and-out asking him to ball her. "Huh?" he said stupidly.
Tammy gave an impatient sigh. "I wanta fuck," she said, "ball, screw, get it on. You know. What's the matter, Rob, don't you want to do it?"
He took a deep breath. Now he was sure he'd heard right. "I sure as hell DO," he said. "Yeah, let's get my prick hard again, Tammy, and then we'll do it. Maybe you could pump it like you did before."
"Right," she said eagerly.
She curled her juice-sticky hot fingers around his prick once again and began to pump it briskly. Rob settled back with a happy sigh. Her touch felt great, and even though he'd just cum, he already felt the stirrings of renewed interest in his balls. In just a moment she'd have him hard again, and at last he could lose his damned virginity. He could hardly wait to see how it would feel, his hard cock deep in that fiery wet little hole of hers....
He happened to glance out the window. He gawked, then yelped.
"Oh, Christ, here come our folks," he said frantically. "QUICK, we better get dressed."
The kids fumbled into their clothes, cursing the grownups for interrupting them once again....
CHAPTER FIVE
They had their sailing expedition, a late supper on the beach, and everyone went to bed early, exhausted from the long day and the fresh salty air. There was a lot of tossing and turning that night, though, as the four occupants of the cabin tried to conquer their secret lusts and get to sleep.
Tammy and Rob thought tantalizingly of each other, separated only by a thin wall. If it hadn't been for their parents, the two horny teenage virgins would have been on each other in a second, balling like crazy. Tammy was determined to get around that obstacle, though. Somehow she and Rob would be alone together, with time to do whatever they wanted....
Jim cursed his aching hard-on, the swollen throbbing erection that wouldn't go away. Guilty visions of his sister kept popping into his mind, Joy naked on the beach, big creamy breasts wobbling, Joy rubbing her soaked little clit, blue eyes rolling as she came ... He finally had to get up and go into the John and jerk off. Damn it, he just had to stop thinking those filthy thoughts about his sister....
In the next room Joy was thinking "filthy" thoughts about him. She simply couldn't get her mind off yesterday's vision of Jim in the shower, naked and powerful and hairy, his enormous thick pale cock wagging before him. Then this morning when he'd caught her naked on the beach, she'd almost died of lust. She wanted a man so badly, she could even contemplate getting it on with her BROTHER. She felt sick and ashamed. Silently she rubbed her ever-needy clit into climax, not particularly enjoying it, just wanting to get those evil ideas out of her mind for a few hours....
The next morning Jim had to drive into town for groceries. After cleaning the cabin and washing the dishes, Joy found herself restless, unable to sit and read. She wanted a long, long walk on the beach to wear herself out, but she worried about leaving the kids alone together. They certainly had acted strange when she and Jim got back to the cabin yesterday.
It had looked very suspicious, in fact. As she and Jim came in the door, Tammy and Rob were just sitting down, as far apart as they could get in the small front room of the cabin. Their faces were flushed and their hair tousled. They even looked as if they'd put their clothes on hastily.
That had to be ridiculous, of course. Kids that age might make out a little, kiss and fondle, but surely they couldn't have been fucking. Joy tried to assure herself that they wouldn't do such a thing. She'd talk to Jim about it later and see if he shared her concern. The immediate question was, did she dare go for a walk and leave Tammy and Rob alone in the cabin?
"Honey," she said to Tammy, who was drying the dishes, "I feel like going for a long walk. Will you be okay without me?" She looked Tammy right in the eye and put emphasis on the word "okay", hoping her daughter would get the message. Joy was too embarrassed to come right out and tell Tammy her suspicions.
Tammy looked at her with wide innocent blue eyes. "Oh, sure, Mom," she said, "I'll be fine. Rob's going to see if he can hunt up a couple of surfboards for us and teach me how to surf. That oughtta be a lot of fun."
Joy gave a big sigh of relief. Her evil suspicions had to be unfounded. The kids were too young to be sex crazy. They'd just spend the day in good clean fun. She felt ashamed of herself for suspecting them.
"That sounds wonderful, Tammy," she said. "Have a nice time. I'll see you in a couple of hours."
"Okay, Mom," Tammy said. "You have a nice walk."
Tammy smiled sweetly as she watched her mother stroll away down the beach. Joy had bought that lie about the surfboards so readily. She certainly was innocent. Sometimes Tammy felt more sophisticated than her mother.
She dried the last of the dishes and went into the front room where Rob was lounging on the couch with a comic book. "Hey, Rob," she said slyly, "you wanta have some fun?"
He tossed the comic book aside and approached her with an eager lusty grin....
Joy walked and walked, thinking all the time about her terrible dilemma. The problem was very clear-she needed a man in the worst way, needed someone to assuage her constant lust. The solution wasn't so clear, wasn't clear at all. Where would she find the man? There were no cabins near theirs, and the town was miles away. She might be stuck there the whole summer without a lover, three months of agony. She didn't know what to do. She could hardly put an ad in the paper. "Horny divorcee seeks well-hung stud." Sure, that would be just great.
After about an hour of walking, Joy came to an isolated tiny beach surrounded by high rocky cliffs. She managed to reach it by wading around the rocks in the low tide. She hadn't been there very long when she realized her mistake. The tide was coming in fast, and she was trapped on that little beach till it went out again. Shit, how stupid of her-she'd have to stay at least three hours.
Well, she might as well make the best of it. Fortunately, she'd remembered to bring a blanket and a book. She spread out the blanket and settled down with her book, a murder mystery, but she couldn't keep her mind on it. She felt that all-too-familiar nagging lust in her pussy, that warm wet itch that wouldn't quit.
The printed page blurred before her eyes, and she drifted into helpless visions of her brother. She saw Jim's magnificent muscled body, his pale thick semi-erect prick. Cream saturated the crotch of her panties, and she moaned softly. She hated herself for thinking of her own brother that way.
"Oh, HELL," she said.
She tossed the book aside, stood up quickly, and began to strip off her clothes. Time for another ice-cold dip in the sea to cool her passions. It hadn't worked very well yesterday. Even after damn near freezing her ass off in the icy water, she'd still been horny, still had to beat off. Today she'd just stay in longer, damn it. She had to get those nasty thoughts out of her mind.
Joy raced naked into the surf and waded out to waist-deep water. She plunged in, shrieking as the painfully cold water engulfed her tender warm breasts. She forced herself to swim till she was blue and shivering with the cold. Then she staggered up onto the beach and fell onto her blanket.
It was no go. She was still hotly horny. She sobbed with frustration. My God, couldn't she do anything to stop this shameful incessant lust? Sure, she could. She could get laid. She knew damn well that was the only solution. She just didn't have a man to do it for her, that was all.
Sighing loudly, she rolled over onto her back and exposed her chilled tits and belly to the hot sun. It was so bright she had to close her eyes. She drifted into a semi-doze, and the evil thoughts came back again. She didn't try to resist them this time. She felt too weak, too lusty, to try to control herself.
She let in the vivid image of Jim naked, concentrating on that superb thick eight-inch prick. She imagined it absolutely rigid and creaming, easing deliciously into her starved boiling cunt. My God, that would feel great ... She slipped a hand down to caress her wet curly blonde muff, to stimulate her moist little clit.
Okay, so she was going to give into temptation and frig herself. She wasn't proud of it, but it was better than writhing with lust, and it was better than thinking those awful incestuous thoughts about her brother. Yes, she'd masturbate and satisfy her lust for awhile. Then maybe she could think of something else for a change.
Eyes closed, big white thrusting breasts pointing at the sky, Joy slipped a finger between the fat furry lips of her mons and touched the red-hot moist button of her clit. Even the icy sea water couldn't cool that part of her. She wondered if anything could. She began to rub the little fleshy nub, moaning with pleasure. She parted her long shapely legs a little wider. She still had about two hours to spend on this little beach before the water was shallow enough to wade off. She might as well enjoy herself....
Rodney Coleman caught the big wave and followed it, keeping with the curl, not caring if he was swept away from the beach and his friends. It was the first decent wave of the day and might be the only one. He intended to take full advantage of it. It really pissed him off to hang around for hours and not get in any decent surfing. This long ride might cool his irritation.
Rod was twenty-five years old, six-feet-five, and had powerful massive shoulders. He looked like a dangerous character-and he was. He didn't care for the middle-class nine-to-five world. He roamed with a motorcycle gang and worked only when he had to. His coal-black hair was shoulder-length and unkempt. He had a big knife scar down the left side of his face.
The wave was magnificent, and he lost himself in the fun of it for a long time. Finally it petered out, and he found that he'd drifted far away from the big beach where the rest of the gang was drinking beer and lounging around. He didn't mind. That wave had been worth it. He just had to figure out how to get back to his friends.
Straight ahead on the shore was a small isolated beach. He didn't want to go there. He'd be trapped by the tide. He started to paddle his board away from it, back toward the gang, then stopped. There was someone on that beach, and it looked a helluva lot like a naked woman. Rod paddled closer, squinting for a better view. His rugged face broke into a delighted grin. Jesus, it was a naked broad, and a beautiful one.
He paddled for all he was worth, knowing the pounding surf would cover any noise he made. As he got closer to the little beach he confirmed his first impression. A gorgeous tall blonde, in her thirties, lay stark naked on a blanket. She had big firm boobs, long good legs, and she was a real blonde, too-her glistening muff was the same light honey color as her hair.
Rod felt his cock go rigid between his belly and the board. Christ, what a piece of luck. The blonde was obviously trapped on the beach, waiting for the tide to go out, and nobody would be able to get to them for at least an hour. He could do whatever he wanted with her.
He paddled in till he could wade, then tucked his board under his arm and came in silently. His grin got wider. The blonde had her hand on her muff, one finger inside the glistening furry lips, rubbing her clit. So she was horny. That was just great. He intended to do something about it. He'd give her something a lot better than her own finger....
He walked to within ten feet of her, and she still didn't open her eyes. He was careful not to let his shadow fall on her or to make any noise, though he was ready to growl with lust. She was a beautiful woman, like something out of the movies. She was blissfully masturbating, her pretty face flushed and grinning.
Rod silently set down his surf board and quickly skinned out of his Wet bathing suit. He looked down at his cock and saw with satisfaction that it was stiff and ready, eight, thick, rosy inches of drooling meat. That blonde was in for a very pleasant surprise. He walked up to her and stood between her widely-stretched legs, eying the moist pink flesh of her exposed pussy. His shadow fell over her....
It took a moment for Joy to react. She was just about to bring herself off, her finger tickling deliciously over her soaked hot clit, when a shadow fell over her. Damn, was it going to rain? She opened her eyes, blinked, and gawked. Her mouth fell open. For a long moment she just stared in total surprise.
A man was standing over her, a powerful tall young man who looked like something out of Hell's Angels. He had long black greasy hair and a big scar on his face. He was grinning savagely. He was stark naked, and he had an enormous, obscene hard-on. Joy's eyes crept down to his cock-it was incredibly long and thick and rigid, the purple bulbous head drooling big drops of cream. It weaved lewdly, heavily before him, springing from a wiry nest of black hairs.
Suddenly she realized how she must look, and she blushed scarlet and whipped her juice-soaked finger out of her snatch. Oh, God, how humiliating to be caught like that, frigging herself life a guilty little kid. The man leered down at her, all too obviously aware of what she'd been doing. She could have died of shame.
"Wh-what do you want?" she said weakly.
He chuckled. "Well, lady," he said, "I was surfing out there, and I couldn't help noticing you. Seems a shame that a gorgeous chick like you should have to frig herself, and it seems a shame that this nice big bone-on should go to waste. I thought we might help each other out."
Joy blushed furiously. "Go away," she said nervously.
He laughed again, a harsh raspy sound, and dropped to his knees. His big hard knees were between her tender thighs, forcing them wide apart. He looked hungrily at her soaked gleaming pink slit. Joy screamed and pushed at his shoulders, but he seized her wrists and pinned them down at her sides.
"Come on, baby," he said, "don't fight it. We both need it. Let's just relax and have some fun, okay?"
"No," Joy said, "my God, nooooo."
She was a decent woman. She wasn't going to open her legs to a perfect stranger. She resisted, trying to wrench her arms free, trying to close her legs. It was no use at all. The man was enormously strong. He held her effortlessly in place. His huge rosy cock poked lewdly at her moist slit, only inches away.
"What's your hang-up, doll?" he said with some irritation. "You frigid or something?"
"N-no," Joy said, starting to sob, "but I'm no whore. I won't do it with anybody, with a complete stranger."
He sneered. "What! You want I should marry you first?" he said contemptuously. "Come on, baby, it's just a simple fuck. Fun for both of us, no strings attached. Now why don't you just relax, before I have to get rough? I could hurt you bad. I'm gonna ball you no matter what you do, so why don't you just relax and enjoy it?"
Joy knew he could hurt her, break her bones easily, and the fear made her stop struggling. Better to hurt her pride than her body. She lay back submissive and trembling, and the scar-faced young surfer grinned down at her.
"That's better," he said. "Now you're being smart."
He eased himself down on her, and she felt the huge hot knobby head of his dick poking hard against her tender pussy. He seemed to want to take his time. He didn't try to penetrate her right away, just left his enormous hard cock between her thighs, pressed against her soaked hot slit. He planted his mouth on her left nipple and sucked it in, hard and fast. He sucked on it loudly.
"UHHH," Joy gasped.
Hot stunning pleasure ripped through her body as the stranger sucked hotly, wetly on her tender pink nipple. Her pussy seemed to flame with unbearable need. She'd been so long without sex, so desperate for it, that even the rough touch of this callous rapist aroused her. She fought to keep her horny body still, to stifle her moans of joy.
It would be the final humiliation to let him know how much she needed him, how excited he was making her. She concentrated her whole being on staying still and quiet. He sucked loudly on her nipple awhile, then slowly moved his face down her sleek golden body, kissing and licking right into the bright damp puff of her mons.
"Nooooo," Joy whimpered.
"What's the matter, baby," he panted, "you don't like to have your pussy licked? I thought you might get off on it."
Joy couldn't tell him that she wanted it more than anything in the world. She wanted it so much, she knew she'd lose her self-control and go wanton and lusty on him, revealing her shameful need. She whined for him to stop, but he paid no attention. His wet rough tongue slithered over her burning clit, rimmed the gushing mouth of her cunt. He tongued her swollen wet pussy roughly, rapidly.
"Ahhhhh, GOD," Joy wailed.
She couldn't help it. The pleasure was just too great. She forgot everything but the stunning joy of having her pussy licked and tongued. He didn't have to force her thighs apart any more. They fell wide open of their own accord, and she whined and moaned and creamed all over his face.
He ate her pussy till she was sobbing with pleasure, and then he settled back a little and rammed the huge hard head of his cock into the scalding wet pit of her cunt mouth. He penetrated her about an inch, and her starved twat closed tight around his huge purple cock-head, seizing it greedily. She whined with frustration when he didn't move.
"Tell me," he said, leering at her, "tell me you want it-or you don't get it. I can just stand up and jack off. It's your choice, doll."
She hated herself for it, but she had to have him. She thought she'd die if she didn't get more of that magnificent thick cock inside her. Nothing else seemed to matter now. It had been so long since she'd been fucked, and she needed it desperately.
"Yes," she whimpered, "yes, I want it ... Fuck me, please, PLEASE...."
He grinned and eased himself into her, slowly forcing his thick hard dick up her tight slick little twat. Joy wailed with pleasure as she felt her famished cunt stuffed clear to her womb. He began to ball her in hard fast brutal strokes, just the way she craved it.
"You dig that, baby?" he panted. "Feel good to you?"
"Oh, God, YES," Joy wailed, "yessss ... I love it. . . Don't stop...."
He didn't. In just another moment she was cumming, her pent-up need released at last in a mind-blasting orgasm that rocked her body. He watched her, leering, but he didn't slacken his pace. He worked his big brutish cock steadily in her flooded, nipping box, on and on, making her cum so many times she lost count. She didn't know how long it lasted, maybe half an hour, but the blanket beneath her was dripping wet with her creamy cum. She went out of her mind, shrieking and wailing, throwing her legs high in the air each time she came.
At last he moaned hoarsely and shot his heavy sizzling load into her. As he stood up and pulled on his trunks, he gave her a final nasty leer and said, "You better get yourself a steady man, honey. You're really hard up."
"No shit," Joy said miserably.
He picked up his surfboard and waded out into the water, not even glancing back at her. She was consumed with shame and self-loathing. She'd given herself to a complete stranger, an animalistic beach ass, and she'd behaved like a wanton slut. She couldn't sink much lower than that.
There was something even worse, though, something that made her sob with guilt and shame. All the time that man had been balling her, she'd been thinking of her brother Jim....
CHAPTER SIX
While Joy was having her unexpected adventure with the young surfer, Jim was on his way back from town with the groceries. He drove at a leisurely pace, not caring to compete with the maniacs who were exceeding the speed limit, passing on curves, weaving over the centerline, and otherwise making themselves candidates for the meat wagon. He wanted to live a long, long time.
Just one thing was bugging him on that beautiful hot summer day. He was horny as usual-and he couldn't get those wicked thoughts of Joy out of his head. He felt ashamed of himself, but he kept seeing her naked on the beach, blonde and stacked, and he felt a surging heat in his loins.
"Pervert," he said. It didn't help. "Sickie. Sex fiend."
Calling himself names was no good. He needed a woman in the worst way, but he didn't want just any woman. She'd have to be bright and sexy and beautiful-just like his sister. Damn it all, there had to be millions of attractive women right there in California, but he couldn't seem to find them. He felt like if he didn't get laid soon, he'd die.
Rounding a curve, he saw a hitchhiker ahead, but at that distance he couldn't tell if it was a girl or a boy. Hippies all dressed alike. This person had jeans, jacket, long hair. Jim slowed down, deciding that if it was a guy, he'd pick him up for company. Having somebody to talk to might take his mind off sex for awhile, which would be a welcome relief.
As he went by the hitchhiker, he saw that it was a girl, and he started to speed up again, but she was already running up to his car. What the hell, he thought. She needed a ride as much as any boy did, and perhaps they might talk. He stopped and waited, and she quickly piled in the passenger side, tossing her backpack into the back seat.
"Hey, thanks a lot, mister," she said breathlessly. "I've been standing there for hours. I thought I'd never get a ride."
"I'm just going about twenty miles," said Jim, "then I'm taking a cutoff for the beach."
"Oh, well, it's better than nothing," she said, taking off her jacket.
She was a girl, all right. With that bulky jacket, he hadn't been able to tell, but with the tight T-shirt there was no doubt at all. The girl had big ripe thrusting tits and was wearing no bra. He could see the bumpy points of her erect nipples. He jerked his eyes back to the road, blushing.
"Where you headed?" he said, trying to make chatter.
"Seattle," she sighed. "I go to school there. Been seeing friends in San Diego."
"Helluva long way to hitchhike," said Jim. "Aren't you afraid of trouble, being all by yourself?"
She chuckled softly. "Lots of guys try to make me," she said, "but I know karate pretty well, so lots of guys get surprised. And if that doesn't stop them, I have a knife. I know how to use it, too."
"Well," Jim said with a nervous laugh, "I guess I can put all my lecherous thoughts aside."
She didn't reply, just smiled at him serenely and confidently. He could bet she never took on a man she didn't want. She was a big girl, maybe five-nine, and strong. She was attractive, though, in an Amazonian way, with long legs, lithe body, and thrusting big breasts. Her thick dark hair was clean and shining, falling to her shoulders. Her clothes were clean, too. She must have been in her early twenties.
"My name's Myra," she said. "What's yours."
"Jim," he said, "Jim Stewart. I have a scuba shop in Los Angeles."
"Far out," she said. "I really dig diving."
They got into a talk about that, much to Jim's relief. He'd found himself getting far too interested in the girl. She reminded him too much of Joy. The tall busty figure was almost identical to his sister's. He told himself firmly that when he got back to L.A. in the fall, he'd find himself a girl. This nagging horniness, these endless thoughts of sex, were getting to be one huge pain in the ass.
They chatted away, and before he knew it, he'd reached the cutoff for the beach. Too bad-he'd enjoyed Myra's company. She was a bright kid, not the usual dope-muddled type who usually hitched rides.
"I turn off here," he said, pulling over to the side of the road. "Sorry. I wish I could have been more help."
Myra didn't move. She put her arm over the back of the seat and faced him, smiling. In that position her gorgeous big tits were pointing right at him. Jim couldn't help looking. The huge melon-shaped boobs stretched and strained the tight clinging T-shirt. He felt a rush of longing that melted his loins.
"Look," said Myra, "I don't like to waste time playing games, so I'll come right to the point. You turn me on, Jim. I like you. And I'm horny. Would you like to get it on?"
Jim felt himself blushing right down to his socks. He'd never been propositioned before. He'd fantasized about it, but now that it was really happening, he felt awkward and embarrassed. He wondered if he'd be man enough for this hippie Amazon. He wondered if he even remembered how-it'd been two years since he'd been laid.
"I'm very flattered, Myra," he said. "I-I just don't know. You took me by surprise."
She smiled and said, "While you're thinking it over, why don't you drive up that little road there?"
There was a little-used road just off the highway that went back into the trees. Jim drove up it, trying desperately to think. Of course he wanted to ball, no question about it, but did this girl excite him enough? His cock wasn't hard. He could have kicked himself. A great opportunity like this, and he couldn't even get it up. Some nagging guilty thought, too vague to identify, was keeping his cock limp.
The road came to an end in thick brush, hiding them well from the highway. Jim parked and turned to look at Myra. She still had that calm confident smile, and she looked gorgeous. Damn it, what was the matter with him? His cock was still tiny and limp, useless.
"What did you decide?" she said. Her voice was a little husky with horny anticipation.
"I find you very attractive, Myra," he said, "and I'd like to get it on with you. I seem to have a problem, though."
"Tell me about it," she said. "Maybe I can help."
Jim didn't hesitate. She was a stranger he'd never see again, so it was safe to tell her his secrets. He told about his failing marriage, his wife's death, and the way he couldn't get hot for women any more, even though he was constantly plagued with lust. He told, blushing and stammering, about how the only woman who aroused him, who made his cock go hard, was his own sister.
Myra listened patiently, then said sympathetically, "That's not unusual or abnormal, Jim. Lots of people get turned on by their relatives. It's natural because you're close to them and you love them. And it sounds like your sister is a really gorgeous chick. You shouldn't feel guilty."
"Myra," he said, "what are you studying in Seattle?"
"Psychiatry," she said with a laugh.
He laughed, too, and it broke the spell of his tension. Myra took his hands and placed them on the hot thrusting cones of her big breasts. He closed his hands around the soft globes and felt a big wave of horny longing. Yes, he could make it with this girl, no problem....
"That's better," she said huskily. "You're gonna be just fine, Jim."
She held his hands clasped to her large firm boobs, and she leaned forward and kissed him hotly, wriggling her slick tongue deep into his mouth. Jim responded eagerly, slicing his tongue between her lips, squeezing her luscious big tits.
Myra moaned happily and pressed her thrusting breasts harder against his palms.
"Wait," she said, panting, "just a second...."
Jim took his hands away, and she quickly pulled off the T-shirt and dropped it on the floor. Her breasts were gorgeous, large firm creamy cones with large light brown nipples. The pouting boobs jiggled daintily, enticingly, as she leaned toward him again. Her brown eyes were moist and glazed with longing, her naturally red lips swollen.
"Play with my tits again, Jim," she said.
He found it a colossal turn-on. He'd been a fool to think that no woman could attract him any more. All he had to do was touch, get close, try, and all his natural instincts took over. He slid his hands under her heavy hot breasts and gently cupped them. It was great to fondle tits again, to feel those big fistfuls of creamy warm flesh.
"Ummm," Myra purred.
Her heavily lashed eyes fluttered, and she leaned back limp against the seat, letting him play with her sensitive hot tits. Jim bent down and flicked her soft beige nipples with the wet tip of his tongue. She gasped with excitement. He went on tonguing the light brown cones, and before long they were erect and bumpy with arousal.
"That's nice," she said, sighing loudly, "real nice ... Should we take off the rest of our clothes, Jim?"
"Yes," he said, "but let's not stay in the car. It's too cramped. I have a blanket."
"Great," she said with a grin.
He got the blanket out of the trunk, and they wandered a little way into the woods till they found a little clearing with a soft mossy floor. Jim spread the blanket, and Myra quickly shucked the rest of her clothes. He couldn't help staring. He watched her remove her hiking boots, socks, and jeans, and then she wasn't a hippie any more, just a gorgeous tall chick in a tiny pair of blue bikini panties. Her big pale breasts wobbled heavily as she moved. She slipped her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and started inching the garment down.
All the while she looked at Jim and smiled. There was nothing shy or phony about Myra. She wanted him, wanted to ball, and she didn't hide it.
"Join me," she said with a laugh. "Or are you gonna do it with your clothes on?"
Jim blushed and quickly pulled off his T-shirt. The girl looked admiringly at his broad tan hair-matted chest. He reached for the snap of his jeans but just fumbled blindly at it while he watched Myra take off her panties. She stood facing him squarely, not the least bit modest, as she inched down the little silky garment.
Jim saw the first lush black pussy curls popping into view. He licked his lips. Down went the panties, steadily revealing her thick glossy black bush. Myra had a rather large muff, a thick triangle extending halfway to her belly button. That appealed to him, even though it wasn't as dainty and pretty as Joy's golden fur patch-but he didn't want to think about Joy right now.
Myra grinned as she let her panties waft down her long tan legs, then stepped out of them. She lay down on the blanket and let her thighs fall open slightly, giving him a tantalizing shadowy view of her lush scarlet slit. The flesh was moist and gleaming. She was ready for him, all right....
Jim unsnapped his jeans, unzipped his fly, and quickly skinned out of the tight pants. He hesitated with his jockey shorts because he still didn't have a hard-on. He wanted this girl badly, but something was holding him back, some vague nagging guilt.
Myra seemed to understand. She said gently, "Go ahead and undress, Jim. It's going to be all right, I promise."
He sighed and stepped out of his shorts, feeling ashamed of his pale limp, useless dick. He walked over to her, and she licked her lips as she watched his soft, wagging cock. He lay down beside her and ran his hands over her warm silky body. She was delicious to touch, firm and sleek and fragrant.
"I don't know if it appeals to you or not," she said, "but I could really dig it if you went down on me. If you don't want to, just say so."
He didn't have to say anything. It happened to be just what he had in mind. This was a nice clean girl, nothing to hesitate over, and he could already feel the saliva pooling in his mouth as he thought of licking and tasting her pretty scarlet slit. He just grinned and gently pushed her silky thighs apart, then thrust his flushed face into her steamy crotch.
Jim stuck out his red rough tongue and briskly lapped the plump scarlet button of her clit. She tasted nice. The little lump immediately went scorching hot and erect under his tongue, and as he lashed and licked it, Myra gave a hoarse sustained moan of pleasure. His chin pressed her steamy slit, and he felt the moist pussy flesh go swollen and hot and wet. Cream gushed from her cunt to soak his chin.
"Oh, baby, that's GOOD," Myra groaned. "Yeah, lick my clit ... I love that, Jim...."
He tongued her tasty hot little bud into stiff throbbing erection before moving on to explore the rest of her fragrant wet crotch. She was pretty down there, plump and red and healthy. He snaked his tongue between the swollen taut lips of her pussy and found the hot gushing mouth of her cunt. He wriggled his tongue up the steaming tight hole and found her thirsty box deliciously tight and slick and hot. He thrust his tongue into her all the way to the root.
"Oooooo," Myra crooned, "oooooo, yessss ... Put your tongue up my cunt, lover ... God, that's gooood...."
He tongue-fucked her lazily but deeply thrusting his slick red tongue in and out of her gushing hot twat. Myra moaned and squealed and clawed the blanket in her hot excitement. She let her silky thighs fall wide open, lewdly spread for him. Under his chin he could feel the little wrinkled mouth of her ass-hole opening and clenching in horny excitement.
"Ummm, don't let me cum," Myra panted. "Wanta save it ... Ohhhhh, that's enough, baby...."
Jim hated to stop, because her excitement was spreading to him, and he dug turning her on. Also when he stopped they were going to have to deal with the problem of his limp prick. He couldn't understand it. He was almost shaking with desire, wanting her in the worst way, but he still wasn't hard.
He took his tongue from her flooded twat and licked lower down in her crotch, tickling the tight clenched mouth of her bumhole. Myra moaned with arousal and kept her long legs wide open to him. He pressed the slick hot tip of his tongue to the light brown wrinkled mouth of her ass and wriggled the tip inside. She gasped, and he felt her anus relaxing and opening for him. He wriggled his tongue in deeper.
"Oooooo, GOD," Myra said hoarsely. 'That is SO exciting ... "
Jim worked his tongue slowly up her tight scorching anus till he was in as far as he could go. Myra didn't even breathe while he penetrated her, but when he began jerking his tongue in cock-like motions deep in her fiery tight ass-hole, she wailed shrilly and creamed all over his face.
"My God, my God," she whined. "Ohhhhh, Jim, darling, yessss ... Your tongue feels sooooo good in my ass...."
He worked his tongue faster, harder, in her clinging slick nether passage, jerking it back and forth till the girl was almost sobbing with pleasure. At last Myra forced herself to sit up and push him away. Her handsome face was flushed, her brown eyes hot and glazed. She grinned mischievously at him.
"My God, can you eat pussy," she said with a laugh. "I never expected that from a straight guy. You drove me right out of my skull. But now it's my turn to eat you, love."
He hoped it would work. His little wrinkled prick was becoming a bigger embarrassment by the moment. Myra playfully pushed him onto his back and knelt over him, her big swaying tits nearly brushing the blanket. She pushed his hard hairy thighs open, and when he felt her hot moist breath on his crotch, he lay back and closed his eyes and let her do whatever she wanted.
"You know why you're not hard?" she said, gently petting and rubbing his slack wrinkled balls.
"Why?" Jim said bitterly. "You're the shrink, you tell me."
"Because you feel guilty about wanting your sister," Myra said. "I want you to play a game, Jim. Pretend I'm your sister and that it's okay for us to get it on. Keep your eyes closed and pretend I'm Joy."
Jim was a little shocked by her suggestion, but he did as she asked. Keeping his eyes tightly closed, he fantasized that his lovely blonde sister was bending over him, playing with his cock and balls. Myra's hot little tongue flashed out to tickle his limp nut sac and flabby pale cock-and he pretended it was Joy's tongue.
It worked instantly. Myra was sucking his pitiful limp dick into her mouth when it suddenly sprang erect and long and hard, leaping to the back of her throat. His balls swelled up huge and taut, and his cockhead became enormous and knobby, plugging her throat. She gagged and pulled his cock out of her hot sucking mouth.
"Christ," she said, "that really worked. You're hard as a rock-and I intend to take advantage of it."
Jim opened his eyes then and saw Myra grinning as she straddled his loins. She knelt over him, bringing her dripping swollen pussy right over his heavily weaving stiff cock. She seized his big hard prick and plunged the knobby bulbous head into her hot wet cunt mouth. She slid down it, impaling herself on his big pale stalk, giving a husky moan of unashamed pleasure.
"Oh, baby, are you hung," she sighed. "Your cock feels great in me, Jim. Come on, ball me, ball me hard...."
Her cunt was tight and blazing and slick around him. After going two years without a woman, he couldn't hold himself back. He began to fuck her in deep hard fast strokes, slamming his thick meat all the way to her womb. He couldn't go slow, it felt so damned good. He hoped he wasn't being too rough for her-and when he looked up, he saw he wasn't. Myra liked it rough.
"Yeah, YEAH," she gasped, "fuck meee ... God, that's good...."
Jim gave himself up to the pleasure of it, forgetting everything else. He worked his hungry stiff cock endlessly in her burning tight box and brought her off again and again. Myra didn't hide her dizzy pleasure. She wailed, swayed, and creamed heavily all over his crotch. Her fiery-hot cunt nipped his dick almost flat each time she came.
At last he couldn't hold out any longer, and with a bellow of pleasure he shot his load into her. He writhed and bucked for long delicious moments until his prick finally went limp and slipped from her soaked hot hole. Myra grinned triumphantly at him.
"You're a fantastic lay, Jim," she said, giving a big satisfied sigh.
"You, too," he said. "But, Myra, I still feel funny about-well, the way you got me hard. Pretending it was Joy."
"Jim," she said, "take my word for it, you're not a pervert. Lots of guys get the hots for their sisters. As long as it's not hurting anybody, what does it matter? For all you know, she's got the hots for you, too."
Jim blushed.
He'd never thought of THAT!
CHAPTER SEVEN
While Jim was gone to town and Joy was taking her long walk on the beach, Tammy and Rob were having their own special kind of fun. Joy had hardly stepped out the cabin door, in fact, before the teenage cousins were in each other's arms, eagerly pawing each other.
"My mother will be gone at least an hour," Tammy said. "How about your Dad? How soon before he gets back?"
Rob sighed. "Not long, I'm afraid. He was just gonna pick up some groceries and come right home. He could be back in half an hour."
"Damn," said Tammy with a big sigh, "I was hoping we'd have time to fuck, but I guess we better not take the chance."
Rob sighed even louder. Yesterday when Tammy had first mentioned her willingness to ball him, it had seemed too good to be true. He'd tossed and turned all night thinking about it, trying to imagine how it would feel to work his stiff cock into her tiny slick cunt. Now she was telling him again that she wanted to fuck him-but their damned parents were spoiling things as usual. Somehow, some way, he and Tammy had to get a few hours alone together.
"We could do it real quick," he said.
She sighed. "Uh-unh, too dangerous," she said. "What if they walked in and caught us? Then the shit would really hit the fan, Rob. They probably wouldn't let us be alone together ever again."
"You're right," he sighed. "We don't wanta risk that. I guess we'll just have to be patient. But, Tammy, when we do get a chance, you will fuck me, won't you? I mean, you're not just putting me on?"
Tammy looked him fervently in the eyes and said, "I wouldn't lie to you, Rob. I'm no prick-teaser. Honest, I'm just dying to find out how it feels to ball, but I don't wanta risk them catching us."
He believed her. Christ, what a situation-a beautiful little chick ready and willing for him to fuck her, but no opportunity. If only Joy and Jim would leave the house for a longer time, say a couple of hours ... His face lit up suddenly as he remembered something.
"Oh, wow," he said excitedly, "I just remembered-they're going to a party tonight, down at the Johnsons', a couple miles down the beach. It's just for grownups. They'll be gone for hours."
Tammy clapped her hands together and gave a little squeal. "Great," she said, "we can do it then. Oh, Rob, I'm so excited."
He, too, was so excited his erect young cock threatened to burst right out of his jeans. He didn't know how he was going to wait till this evening. Tammy looked so delicious to him in her tight jeans and snug T-shirt, her pretty pouting tits poking out saucily without the confinement of a bra. He wanted to jump on her and fuck her right then and there.
"Well," she sighed, "I guess there's nothing doing till this evening, then. I might as well get back to my chores."
"Me, too," said Rob. "I'm supposed to be cutting fire wood. But could I just kiss you first, Tammy?"
"Sure," she said.
They hugged each other tightly, her saucy sharp tits flattening against his chest, and they pressed their mouths hotly together. They were getting very good at kissing, thanks to lots of practice. They opened their mouths and exchanged tongues in a long slow sensuous slithering motion. Rob felt his cock weep a big glob of juice, and Tammy felt her crotch going moist and hot with helpless cunt cream.
"Ummm," she murmured.
Rob couldn't contain himself. He just had to touch her. He slid his hands up under her T-shirt and cupped her naked tits. They were so nice to touch. The hot silky globes fit his hands perfectly, throbbing and pulsing against his palms. He squeezed the creamy little boobs gently but hungrily. Tammy liked it, he could tell. She moaned, and her little nipples went rigid and erect, tickling and nudging his palms.
"Let me just play with your tits a little, okay?" he said, his voice croaky with desire.
"Okay," she said, "but I won't take my shirt off. If they come in, I can pull it down fast."
"Right," Rob said.
He pushed her T-shirt up over her tits and found the pale globes swollen with arousal, sticking straight out. Her tiny pink nipples were rigid and bumpy, ultra-sensitive to his touch. He rubbed the pink cones with his thumbs, and Tammy flinched and moaned. A big rush of hot pussy cream soaked the crotch of her panties.
Rob leaned down, stuck out his tongue, and began licking her erect pink nipples. He got a charge out of doing that. It was not only fun, but it got Tammy very excited, too. She squealed and jerked and dug her fingers into his shouders. Her nipples were very tender and receptive, and every time he flicked and lashed them with his slick hot tongue, her aroused virgin cunt creamed heavily and helplessly. She began to gasp with excitement.
"Ohhh, Rob," she said finally, "I can't just sit here. This is driving me crazy. Let me play with your cock just a little, okay?"
"Okay," he said without much reluctance. He was hoping she'd suggest it. He quickly unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his knees. If Joy or Jim came back suddenly, he could get his pants up in a second.
Tammy looked hungrily at her cousin's erect prick. It was super stiff today, tautly hugging his belly, rigid and pale and long. The foreskin was forced all the way back by the thickness of his erection, the cherry-red head naked and gleaming. She loved the sight of Rob's cock, it looked so handsome to her.
"Wow, you've really got a hard-on," she said admiringly.
"You're telling me," he said with a horny moan. "It's so hard it hurts. Damn, I wish we could fuck right now."
"Me, too," she said wistfully, "but it'd be too much of a risk. We can't do anything to tee them off, Rob. If they separated us, if Mom took me back to New York, I couldn't stand it."
"Right," he said, "we don't wanta blow our chances. But we'll get it on tonight for sure."
Tammy nodded eagerly, then curled her warm soft fingers around his erect dripping prick. Rob flinched and moaned, her touch was so good. He kept fondling and licking her pretty swollen boobs while she gently and teasingly pumped his throbbing hard cock. It felt very pleasant for them both, but it was also a hellish frustration not to be able to go all the way and make each other cum. Rob's swollen balls ached for release, and Tammy's little wet pussy blazed with need.
She stroked his cock longingly, keeping her fist tight around the hard silky pole. She dabbled her fingertip in the bright bubbles of juice that trickled from his red cock-head, and she smeared the hot sticky stuff all over his rigid pale rod to make her pumping slick. The more excited he got, the harder his cock creamed.
"Ohhh, damn it all," Rob moaned, "I wanta cum so bad...."
He wasn't content with just licking and fondling her tits, either. Her steamy little pussy excited him a lot more, and he wanted to play with it again. He knew Tammy loved it when he touched her down there. Maybe they could take a chance...
"Tammy," he said breathlessly, "could you pull your jeans down just a little, so I could play with your pussy? We'll have time to get our pants up if we hear them coming."
"Okay," she said quickly.
She knew it was risky, but she had to have it. She'd been hoping Rob would suggest it. She just loved it when he stroked all the swollen sensitive flesh between her legs. It was fun when he played with her tits, but it would be a lot more exciting to have him touch her pussy. She quickly unzipped her jeans and pulled them down to her knees. She thrust her panties down, too, noting that the crotch was soaked with cunt juice.
Rob gazed hungrily at her pretty little platinum muff, and suddenly he just couldn't contain himself. He pushed Tammy down on the couch, onto her back, and moaning crazily, he climbed on top of her. He began jabbing around with his stiff aching dick, trying to thrust it between her legs. She was with him for a moment, moaning and rubbing her tickly furry muff against his thick wet cock-head, but then she sighed and pushed at his shoulders.
"No, Rob," she said with a sob of frustration, "we just can't take the chance. We'll ball tonight, I promise you. But right now we better cool it."
"Oh, no," Rob said with a desperate horny whine, "I can't stand it, Tammy. I'm so fuckin' hot, I just gotta cum."
"Okay, Rob," she said soothingly, "we can make each other cum, just like we did before. We can't take a chance on fucking, but we can jack each other off. We'll live to settle for that till tonight."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," he said with a big sigh. "I'll bring you off first, Tammy."
She sighed with relief. She really wanted to go all the way with her handsome cousin, and she understood how desperately horny he was, but she was so afraid their parents would come back and catch them-and that would be the end of this delicious adventure. If she and Rob just played it right and took no chances, they could ball all summer, and Jim and Joy would never know about it.
Rob slid down her body till his face was level with her pretty curly blonde muff. With her jeans and panties around her knees, she couldn't get her legs open very wide, so he had to settle for a tantalizing peek at her wet pink slit. He gently opened the furry lips of her mons and saw the tiny pink button of her clit. He remembered how he'd brought her off before by rubbing that tiny pink button.
He placed his fingertip on her soaked erect clit and began to rub it. Tammy moaned with pleasure. She sure as hell was ready. Her clit was swollen to twice its normal size, and it was blazing hot and stiffly erect. Even his slightest touch made her flinch violently and groan loudly with pleasure.
"Oooooo, Rob," she whined, "that feels so good ... Yeah, just keep rubbing it. I know I'm gonna cum real fast."
He rubbed his fingertip back and forth over the throbbing lump of pink flesh. He noticed that every time he rubbed it, more juice spurted from her aroused virgin cunt. She began mating her slim hips in a helpless fucking motion, back and forth, rubbing her tiny hot clit against his finger.
"Ummm," she moaned, "UMMMMM...."
As he rubbed and tickled her spurting hot pleasure button, he recalled something he'd heard at school, something the older boys were saying. They were talking about dates they'd been on and how to get a girl really hot. One of them said that the surest method was to "go down" on a girl. Rob had plucked up his courage and asked the guy what it meant. The guy said it was also called "pussy-eating," or "muff-diving," and it meant using your mouth and tongue between a girl's legs. He said it really drove them wild.
Rob decided to try it on Tammy. He was always eager to learn new ways to turn her on. He liked the smell of her little teenage pussy, too, a heady combination of soap and baby powder and lusty girl scent. If she smelled so good, she must taste good, too. He leaned closer, till her curly muff tickled his nose. Holding her mons lips wide apart, he stuck out his tongue and pressed the slick hot tip against her wet erect clit. He began to lick the tiny nub briskly.
"EEEEEE," Tammy wailed.
Rob grinned. He was really getting to her with his tongue. She responded much more violently than with his finger. Hot steamy cream gushed from her cunt, puddling on the couch beneath her, and her voice was shrill with pleasure. He licked faster, liking the light salty taste of her girl-juice. Her clit was hard as a rock under his lapping tongue but slick and tasty, fun to lick.
"Oooooo," she screeched, "Rob, I don't know what you're doing, but it feels fantastic. Please, please, don't stop!! ! "
He chuckled and went on tonguing her clit, faster and faster, making her squeal and pant and writhe. Dizzy with pleasure, Tammy managed to focus her eyes for a moment and saw that her cousin was licking her clit, his tongue red and wet and gleaming. She was delighted with his inventiveness. His lapping tongue felt wonderful on her sensitive little bud. It was the most dizzying exciting pleasure she'd ever known.
"Oooooo," she babbled, "oooooo ... Oh, Rob, I think I'm cumming ... Oh, wow, YES ... AHHHHH!! ! "
He kept tonguing her as she spun into a squealing body-rocking orgasm. Her twitching little clit squirted his mouth full of thick tasty cream. He was really pleased with his experiment.
So was Tammy. When she finally settled down and caught her breath, she gave him a big satisfied grin. "Oh, wow, that was super," she said. "It felt so good when you licked me, Rob. Let me try licking your cock, okay? Maybe it'll feel good for you, too."
"Okay," he said eagerly.
He figured it ought to feel pretty good. Of course he was so horny by now, he felt like he'd cum if he sneezed, and damn near everything was going to feel good. He obediently lay back on the couch, and his pretty blonde cousin knelt beside him.
Tammy felt saliva pooling hotly in her mouth as she eyed Rob's stiff pale peter and thought of licking it. Touching it was a lot of fun, but tasting should be even better. She bent low over the rigid blue-veined five-inch stalk. The foreskin was drawn back and the bright red head gleamed and drooled little bubbles of juice. His balls were swollen up tight and taut and rosy. Tammy looked at it all and could hardly decide where to begin.
At last she decided to start at the bottom and work up. Thrusting her flushed face into his crotch, she stuck out her little pink tongue and began to lap his swollen hot nut sac. They throbbed with life under her briskly moving tongue. Tammy really got off on licking the hot silky bags, and apparently Rob liked it, too, for he snorted with pleasure, then gave a deep long moan.
"Awwwww, that feels great," he said.
Tammy was pleased. She licked swiftly and wetly all over his taut pulsing balls, sneaking her tongue into the fleshy tight crack between his nuts and his thighs. Rob whined and moaned, thoroughly enjoying it. When at last his tight young balls were wet and shining with her saliva, she moved upwards through his tight curly brown bush, onto the thick rigid stalk of his cock.
"Ohhh, Christ, YEAH," Rob yelped, "yeah, lick my cock, Tammy...."
It felt incredibly good to him, even better than he'd expected, to have Tammy's slick hot little tongue lapping and licking busily over his most sensitive parts. It felt great on his balls and even better on his cock. He moaned with pleasure and excitement as her mischievous wet tongue tickled up his dick with tantalizing slowness. He felt damned near ready to shoot his load right in her pretty little face, but he tried to hold out, wanting to prolong the wild fun.
At last her tickling slick tongue reached the bright red swollen head of his cock. Tammy savored with light salty taste of his cock juice as she ran her little tongue tip around and around the gleaming slick glans. She dug her tongue into the little slit mouth and lapped up his bubbling cream as fast as it came out. Rob began to tremble with pleasure, it felt so good.
"Awwwww, a www," he whined, "yeah, fantastic ... Keep licking my cock, Tammy, please...."
Tammy didn't mind at all if she did. She loved the taste of his hot bubbling juice, loved the thick texture, the slick skin, of his cherry-red cockhead. She didn't like confining herself to just the tip, though. She wanted more of his handsome pale boy-dick. It occurred to her that she could get a lot more if she took it inside her mouth....
"AWWWWW," Rob moaned. Somehow her licking was feeling better and better. His whole straining cock felt encased in fiery liquid. He glanced down dizzily and got a big surprise. His impish little cousin had actually sucked his cock right into her mouth. She took it in greedily, deeply, till his swollen nut sacs were rubbing her chin.
"Oh, wow, YEAH," Rob yelped, "yeah, suck my cock, Tammy ... That's out of sight ... Ahhhhh...."
Tammy dug it as much as he did. She felt an incredible thrill at actually taking his stiff tasty prick inside her mouth, sucking on it, and letting his delicious juice trickle onto her taste buds. She sucked fast and hungrily, taking the whole stiff length of his tasty prick into her mouth, the creaming head butting the back of her throat. Her sucking was obscenely loud and slurpy.
It was too much for Rob. With that kind of mind-shattering pleasure, he just couldn't hold out. He wanted to warn Tammy that he was going to cum in her mouth, but he didn't even have time for that, it hit him so suddenly. He felt the eager twitching of his cock and balls, and then he was shooting his load, whining and bucking, lost in the pleasure of it.
"AWWWWW," he wailed. "Ohhh, I'MMMM CUMMiinng!! "
Tammy was taken completely by surprise when the hot sticky cream splattered into her mouth, but at least she knew what it was. She remembered how it had been when she jacked Rob off with her fist, how his cock had spurted thick white juice when he came. She eagerly tasted and swallowed the creamy jism, finding she enjoyed it. She sucked up every last drop of it, and when his prick finally went limp and slipped from her mouth, she licked her lips to get more of his delicious juice.
"Oh, man," he said with a big sigh, "that felt fantastic."
"I'm glad you liked it, Rob," she said. "I really got off on doing it. And tonight we're gonna have even more fun, aren't we?"
Rob looked at her uncertainly. She sounded sincere, but he just couldn't believe he'd get so lucky. The consuming goal in his life right now was to ball a girl, and Tammy was telling him that tonight he could actually do it with her. It just seemed too good to be true.
"What's wrong, Rob?" she said with a smile. "Don't you believe me?"
He didn't get a chance to answer, because just then they heard someone on the front porch. Hastily the kids pulled up their jeans, and Tammy drew her T-shirt down over her pretty plump tits. Joy opened the door and walked in. It seemed to Rob that she looked at them kind of suspiciously.
"Hi, Mom," said Tammy. "Did you have a nice walk?"
For some strange reason Joy blushed hotly all over. "Oh ... uh, yes, dear," she said, stammering. "How about you? Did you do any surfing?"
"Surfing?" said Rob stupidly. He hadn't heard Tammy's lie to her mother that morning.
Tammy covered for him quickly. "No," she said, "Rob couldn't get the equipment. We just sat around, didn't we, Rob?"
"Yeah," he said, giving her a secret lusty grin, "we just sat around...."
CHAPTER EIGHT
That evening Joy and Jim were invited to a party at one of the neighbor's houses, about a mile down the beach. They decided to walk because it was such a pleasant, warm evening. Joy was reluctant to leave Tammy and Rob alone together, though, and when she and her brother were out of earshot of the cabin, she told him why.
"Jim," she said, "you got home not too long after I did today. Did you notice anything unusual about the kids?"
Jim had to wrench his mind back to the moment. He'd been so preoccupied looking at Joy he'd hardly heard what she said. His sister looked absolutely gorgeous, tall and blonde and tan in her long low-cut evening dress. The dress, a tropical print, was slit up the sides clear to her shapely thighs and but so low in the front that three-quarters of her gorgeous wobbling boobs were visible. It was hard as hell not to stare.
He frowned, thinking over her question. "Well, they looked a little flushed," he said, "and their hair was messed up, but that always happens when you play on the beach."
"They didn't play on the beach, Jim," said Joy grimly. "They said they just sat around."
He digested that information and added it up. "Well, then, what do you think they did?" he said. "Oh, Jesus, you don't mean--? "
"I'm afraid I do," said Joy. "I've caught them like that before, all flushed and tousled. I have a terrible feeling they've been up to mischief, Jim."
He frowned. "Well, let's get it out in the open," he said, "and not mince words. You think they've been balling?"
Joy blushed hotly, almost as pink as the sunset. "I wouldn't use exactly that word," she said, "but I suspect it's true. It's either that or a lot of heavy petting that could lead to-uh, going all the way. I'm so worried, Jim. I don't know what to do."
"Oh, hell," he said, "now that you mention it, I found them like that once, too. It's hard to believe, they're so damned young, but I guess they're old enough to have the urge. The question is, how do we find out for sure?"
"And if we find out, what do we do?" said Joy. "Oh, Jim, I hope we're wrong. They have such a good time together, I'd hate to separate them. And it would mean going back to New York, just when I was starting to relax and really enjoy our vacation."
Jim slipped his arm around her waist and gave her a quick hug. "Tell you what," he said, "we're committed to going to this party, so there's nothing we can do about the kids for the next couple hours. Let's just forget it. Let's just relax and have a good time. Deal?"
"Deal," Joy said with an affectionate smile. Jim was right. No point in spoiling their evening with a lot of fretting. They could deal with the kids when they got home...
The party was loud and crowded, with booze flowing freely. Both Joy and Jim found themselves drinking rather heavily to ease their tensions. Both felt guilty about their surprise afternoon encounters. Jim was shocked at the way he'd unhesitatingly balled a perfect stranger, for it wasn't his practice to fuck the girl hitchhikers he picked up. Joy moaned with shame whenever she thought of the scar-faced young surfer and the way she'd responded wantonly, wildly, to his balling. Plenty of drinks helped to dull the guilt for both brother and sister.
Joy was easily the most striking woman at the party, and she soon found herself stalked by a determined pack of horny males. She wasn't interested. The men's too-obvious lust turned her off. She wanted to be something more to a man than a cunt on legs. She danced with a few of her admirers but refused their invitations to step outside.
After a couple of hours the air in the room became unbearably hot and smoky, and Joy stepped out on the patio for some fresh air. She didn't notice that one of the men, a ruddy-faced balding real estate man named Bob, saw her go out and quickly followed her. Jim noticed it, though.
All evening Jim had been simmering with anger and jealousy at the way the men crowded around his sister like dogs in rut. He didn't want any of them touching her. He knew it was crazy and that Joy had every right in the world to take a lover if she wanted to, but he simply couldn't stand the idea of another man having her. When he saw Bob following her onto the patio, he lost his cool completely. He was damned if he'd stand for that ape pawing Joy...
"Hi there, gorgeous," said Bob with a horny leer.
Joy spun around with a gasp of surprise. "Bob," she said weakly, "I didn't hear you come outdoors."
"I didn't want you to," he said with a chuckle. "It's hard as hell getting you alone, doll, but I finally succeeded."
Joy gave him a most unconvincing smile and headed for the door to the house. Bob's arm flashed out, and he caught her around the waist and pulled her to him, hungrily pressing her lush body against him and trying to kiss her.
"Bob, NO," she said. "Let go of me!"
"Not a chance, honey," he said hoarsely. "I got the hots for you so bad, I can't stand it any longer. We'll just take a little walk out in the dunes there. A quick fuck will fix me right up."
"No," Joy said indignantly, "I don't want you, Bob. Now let me go."
Far from letting her go, Bob pulled her even tighter against him and planted a hard wet boozy kiss on her mouth. Joy recoiled in disgust and tried to pull away from him, but he was too strong for her. He held her close, pawing and kissing, and she could feel the rigid hard line of his erect cock against her belly.
"Come on, baby," he said with a horny moan, "take care of me. I want you so bad, Joy. I want into your pants..."
Bob felt a hand on his shoulder, and then next thing he knew, he was sitting in the goldfish pond. Jim towered over him, glaring with rage. "My sister said she wasn't interested, mister," Jim said. "I guess you don't hear too well."
Bob hauled himself out of the pool, faced Jim, and said, "What's it to you, buddy? You got the hots for her yourself? Yeah, that must be it, you wanta get it on with your own sister. You-"
He never got a chance to finish. Jim hit him hard in the mouth, and Bob went into the pool again, the fight knocked out of him. As he crawled out, he held up a hand, indicating he was through arguing. Jim turned to Joy and took her hand.
"Let's get out of here," he said.
"Fine with me," Joy said shakily. "It was getting to be a pretty ugly scene."
They said a quick good-bye to their host and hostess, then started walking down the dark beach towards home. Jim was so embarrassed he couldn't talk at first. That damned drunk, Bob, had hit the nail on the head-Jim DID have the hots for his own sister-and he couldn't deny it to himself any longer. He'd made an ass of himself fighting over her, and he could only pray she didn't suspect the real reason.
Joy was embarrassed, too. She'd suddenly realized why none of those men at the party had turned her on, even though some of them were young and handsome and well-behaved. The reason was that the whole evening she'd been watching and admiring Jim, thinking only of him. It was disgusting and shameful to admit, but she'd been more attracted to her own brother than to any of the other men at the party. She prayed that Jim hadn't noticed her strange behavior.
"Well," she said with a lame laugh, "so much for our social life. Now we'll have to go back and act like parents."
"Yeah, I guess," said Jim. "I hate to do it, in a way, but this is our best chance. The kids won't expect us back so soon, and we can get right up to the cabin without making any noise. We'll find out for sure what they do when we leave them alone together."
Joy sighed loudly. "Then what?" she said. "What if we catch them doing something wrong?"
Jim sighed, too. "Hell, I don't know," he said. "Let's play it by ear. Let's find out if we have anything to worry about first."
"Okay," said Joy.
Once they'd agreed on a plan, there seemed nothing more to say, and they walked down the beach silently, lost in their own perturbed thoughts. Both were a little drunk and distracted, not watching where they were going, and suddenly Joy stepped off the steep edge of a dune, giving a shriek of surprise. Jim lunged to catch her, slipped, and went tumbling after her into the soft warm sand.
They rolled over and over, ending in each other's arms. "Joy, are you all right?" Jim said anxiously.
"Yes," she said. "Sorry I was so clumsy. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said.
They should have gotten up then, but they just lay there holding each other, both acutely conscious of the close hot press of bodies. Jim, to his horror, felt a wave of longing so powerful that he almost moaned out loud. Joy, equally ashamed, felt her whole pussy going hot and wet and eager as she lay in her brother's powerful embrace.
"Joy," he said hoarsely, "I-I-"
He couldn't finish. Maybe it was the booze, or maybe it was two years of sexless existence, but he couldn't control himself. He pressed his mouth hotly onto hers and kissed her in a very unbrotherly fashion, forcing her lips open, thrusting his hot tongue deep into her mouth. He embraced her tightly, her big thrusting breasts flattening against his hard chest.
Joy lost control of herself, too. In that moment when he kissed her, an enormous wave of horny need blinded and dizzied her. She felt her pussy grow molten and soaked. She slid her tongue alongside her brother's and into his mouth. She clung to him ravenously, rubbing her starved loins against him. She knew she must be drunk or crazy, but she just couldn't stop herself. Brother and sister kissed deeply, lingeringly, both moaning.
"Oh, my God, Jim," she said when they finally broke the kiss, "we mustn't. This is awful!"
"I know," he said shakily. "I've tried and tried to get it out of my system, Joy, but you just turn me on so bad..."
Joy gave a little sob. It was worse then she'd expected. She knew she was attracted to her brother, but she'd never dreamed that he lusted for her, too. That was going to make it so much harder ... She pushed at his shoulders, but her effort was feeble. Her conscience screamed at her to pull away, but her body hungered for him. No man had ever attracted her like this.
"Joy, darling," Jim said hoarsely.
He kissed her again, rolling on top of her. He couldn't control himself, even though he knew it was incest, knew it was the most filthy and disgusting thing to want to ball his own sister. He stuffed her mouth with his tongue, and he dug the hard long line of his erect cock against her soft belly.
"UMPF," Joy said.
She tried to move her mouth away, tried to push him off, but he was too strong-and her own sex-starved body was already betraying her. Her wanton legs opened, yielded, and Jim slipped between her thighs. Her dress had hiked up in the fall, and she could feel his hugely erect dick against her seething pussy, separated only by the thin cloth of her panties and his dress pants.
For a long moment, she fought back reality, tried to forget Jim was her brother. She knew only that the most exciting man in the world was hot for her, his nearly bursting cock straining against her eager wet pussy. She let her long legs fall wide open, moaning with the sweet friction as Jim rubbed his rock-hard dick back and forth over her swollen slit.
"Oh, Jesus," Jim moaned.
He felt the fierce moist heat of her pussy against his rubbing cock, the hot plump crush of her big breasts against his chest. For a moment he, too, managed to forget she was his sister, and he ached to rip down her panties and jam his fiercely erect prick into her scalding hot, wet little hole. Never had he wanted a woman so much.
"Jim, nooo," Joy whined. "No, please stop ... We couldn't live with ourselves if we did it."
He was panting loudly, barely able to restrain himself from grabbing for her panties, thrusting his cock into her no matter what the rest of the world might think. He didn't care about the consequences himself, not any more, but he had Joy to think of. She was a decent woman, and he knew she'd be crushed with guilt if he went ahead and fucked her.
"We won't ball," he gasped, "I know it's not right ... But, Joy, honey, we can still do something for each other..."
He let the sentence trail off. Joy knew what he meant, and she knew she ought to protest that, too, but she just couldn't. She wanted him so badly, she just had to have him in some way. She lay back limp and trembling, not protesting as her brother gently pushed her skirt up above her waist and reached for her panties.
God forgive me, she thought, I just have to have him ...
Jim was making the same silent prayer, hoping for forgiveness, because he just could not resist the limited fulfillment he meant to have with his sister. Briskly he tugged her panties off and gazed hungrily at her pretty little muff. The tight small patch of curls shown light blonde in the moonlight. He leaned down and pressed his face against the fragrant tickly fur.
"Ohhh, Jim," she sobbed, "promise me you won't go too far ... You mustn't fuck me..."
"I promise," he said-even though it killed him to say it. Joy was very upset already, and he didn't want to make it worse for her.
He slipped his hands under her round firm little ass and raised her pelvis a little, exposing her lovely wet scarlet slit. She whimpered and let her legs fall wide open for him. He thrust his hot flushed face into her steamy moist crotch, licking rapidly from the tiny wrinkle of her bumhole right up to the wet stiff lump of her clit. She tasted good to him, incredibly exciting...
"AHHHH," Joy moaned.
She clawed the sand and let her eyes flutter shut, giving herself up to the mind-blasting pleasure of having her pussy licked. Somehow it was better then when the surfer ate her, intensely more exciting to have her handsome brother using his tongue between her legs. She couldn't stop moaning and creaming as "Jim's wet hot tongue played slowly up and down her crotch, teasing and stimulating her from clit to ass-hole.
"OOOOO," she crooned, "ooooo, darling, so good..."
Jim was delighted to find her relaxing and enjoying it. He tickled her small clenched bumhole with the tip of his tongue, then inched it inside the tight pungent hole. Joy whimpered and relaxed her anal mouth, letting him work his tongue deep inside her seething anus. He began to pump it, jerking his slick tongue in quick cock-like motions, and Joy wailed loudly and creamed thickly all over his face.
"Jim, my God, my GOD," she whined, "it feels sooo good..."
He reamed her tight little ass-hole of all its pungent juice, then popped his tongue out of her tiny brownie and licked farther up, into the silky swollen folds of her pussylips. Joy was totally out of control by now, whimpering, moaning, clawing the sand, and her starved cunt gushed a steady stream of tasty juice. Drooling in his excitement, Jim tickled around with the tip of his tongue till he felt the squirting hot mouth of her cunt. He thrust his tongue hard and deep into her.
"AHHHHH," Joy screeched.
Drawing her legs back, opening them as wide as she possibly could, she joyfully took the whole length of her brother's thick tongue into the seething tunnel of her cunt. It was the most exquisite pleasure she'd ever felt. Jim began to tongue-fuck her in hard deep strokes, and she almost fainted with bliss. In a very few moments she felt the first delicious shocks of orgasm radiating from her tongue-stuffed box.
"Ahhhh, darling," she screamed, "you're making me cum ... Oh, God, Jim, it's SO GOOD!! ! "
Jim felt her tiny nipping cunt closing tightly around his tongue, felt her boiling juice soaking his face. He kept working his tongue in her till her spasms died and she fell back panting in the sand. Gently he slipped his juice-soaked tongue from his sister's satisfied cunt. He looked down at her and smiled lovingly. Joy managed to return his smile shyly. Then she pressed her hands gently against his shoulders and eased him down on his back.
She bent over him, her long hair silvery in the moonlight, her big breasts grazing his thigh. With trembling hands she unzipped his pants and opened them. He felt her warm fingers on his erect meat, gently drawing his rigid long cock out of his pants. It stood straight up, pointing at the sky, the huge bulbous head drooling a thick stream of juice. Jim shivered with pleasure at his sister's touch.
Joy was surprised at herself. She'd just cum, deliciously, but her lust for Jim was as strong as ever. She was dying to touch and fondle and taste his enormous thick prick. She drew it out of his pants and quickly caressed it, hugely excited by its great size. She couldn't control herself a moment longer. Moaning hungrily, she dipped her head down low and stuffed the huge fleshy sausage into
"OOOOO," she crooned, "ooooo, darling, so good..."
Jim was delighted to find her relaxing and enjoying it. He tickled her small clenched bumhole with the tip of his tongue, then inched it inside the tight pungent hole. Joy whimpered and relaxed her anal mouth, letting him work his tongue deep inside her seething anus. He began to pump it, jerking his slick tongue in quick cock-like motions, and Joy wailed loudly and creamed thickly all over his face.
"Jim, my God, my GOD," she whined, "it feels sooo good..."
He reamed her tight little ass-hole of all its pungent juice, then popped his tongue out of her tiny brownie and licked farther up, into the silky swollen folds of her pussylips. Joy was totally out of control by now, whimpering, moaning, clawing the sand, and her starved cunt gushed a steady stream of tasty juice. Drooling in his excitement, Jim tickled around with the tip of his tongue till he felt the squirting hot mouth of her cunt. He thrust his tongue hard and deep into her.
"AHHHHH," Joy screeched.
Drawing her legs back, opening them as wide as she possibly could, she joyfully took the whole length of her brother's thick tongue into the seething tunnel of her cunt. It was the most exquisite pleasure she'd ever felt. Jim began to tongue-fuck her in hard deep strokes, and she almost fainted with bliss. In a very few moments she felt the first delicious shocks of orgasm radiating from her tongue-stuffed box.
"Ahhhh, darling," she screamed, "you're making me cum ... Oh, God, Jim, it's SO GOOD!! ! "
Jim felt her tiny nipping cunt closing tightly around his tongue, felt her boiling juice soaking his face. He kept working his tongue in her till her spasms died and she fell back panting in the sand. Gently he slipped his juice-soaked tongue from his sister's satisfied cunt. He looked down at her and smiled lovingly. Joy managed to return his smile shyly. Then she pressed her hands gently against his shoulders and eased him down on his back.
She bent over him, her long hair silvery in the moonlight, her big breasts grazing his thigh. With trembling hands she unzipped his pants and opened them. He felt her warm fingers on his erect meat, gently drawing his rigid long cock out of his pants. It stood straight up, pointing at the sky, the huge bulbous head drooling a thick stream of juice. Jim shivered with pleasure at his sister's touch.
Joy was surprised at herself. She'd just cum, deliciously, but her lust for Jim was as strong as ever. She was dying to touch and fondle and taste his enormous thick prick. She drew it out of his pants and quickly caressed it, hugely excited by its great size. She couldn't control herself a moment longer. Moaning hungrily, she dipped her head down low and stuffed the huge fleshy sausage into her mouth.
"Awwww, Christ, YES," Jim gasped, "Yes, Joy, eat my dick ... Blow me, darling, suck meee..."
Joy didn't need any urging. She wanted his cock desperately, and she managed to take it in clear to his furry-surfaced balls. She opened her throat and let the hard knobby head enter. She swallowed his strong salty cock-juice with a hungry gurgle. She began to suck .him ravenously, fast and hard and loud, with a lewd slurping noise.
"Ohhh, baby, that's great," Jim whined. "Yeah, yeah, Joy, suck my cock..."
Her obvious hunger excited him, and her mouth was fiery hot and flooded with saliva. She sucked him like she was starved, taking the whole rigid length of his long prick into her mouth. Jim whined and bucked his hips helplessly, feeding her his straining hard meat. He knew he wasn't going to last long, not at this rate. .
In fact it was only a long delicious moment before he felt the sharp warning clench of his balls, and then he was yelping blissfully and shooting load after load of cum into his sister's mouth. Joy gulped it all down fast, sucking him greedily until she got the very last drop of hot, spurting jizz in her hungrily sucking mouth.
As his cock slipped limp from her mouth, however, her mood changed abruptly. She looked at him in horror and burst into tears of guilt and shame. "Oh, my God, Jim," she said, "what have we DONE?"
He acted fast to stop her hysteria. "Joy," he said firmly, "Don't think about it. It's over now, and we can't change what happened. Just put it out of your mind, at least for tonight. We've got other problems, remember? It's time to go back and check on the kids."
She nodded and dried her tears. Brother and sister walked on down the beach in silence, wondering what they would find when they reached the cabin and their unsuspecting kids....
CHAPTER NINE
As soon as their parents left for the party, Rob and Tammy turned to each other with a gleeful grin. They rushed to the window and watched Jim and Joy strolling down the beach, waited until the older couple was out of sight in the dunes. Then they gave a big mutual sigh of relief.
"Oh, wow," said Rob, "it's working out just like I wanted. They won't be back for at least two hours. Dad thinks it's not polite to leave parties early."
"Far out," said Tammy. "That'll give us plenty of time."
Rob looked at her penetratingly. Even though the moment had come and she seemed willing enough, he still couldn't believe she was really going to let him ball her. It was just too good to be true. He knew from listening to the older boys at school that it was very, very hard to get laid, that the world was full of cock-teasers, girls who'd lead a guy on, get him hot, and then refuse to go all the way. He sure as hell hoped Tammy wasn't one of them.
If he could have read her mind, he would have felt a lot better. Tammy was no cock-teaser, not by a long shot. After exploring other kinds of sex with Rob and finding out how exciting it was, she'd made up her mind to try fucking-and nothing was going to stop her. She'd listened to older girls talking about it, and they'd said it was the biggest pleasure of all. If that was so, she wanted to experience it, and the sooner the better. Her mother had mentioned, shyly and vaguely, that girls ought to wait till marriage before they balled, but Tammy didn't agree. She didn't see any good reason to wait.
"Well," Rob said, blushing, "do you, uh, wanta get it on, Tammy?"
"Of course," she said with a grin. "You still don't believe me, do you, Rob? Well, come on in my bedroom and I'll prove it to you?"
"Bedroom?" he said. So far they'd only made out on the couch.
"Yeah, like grownups do," said Tammy. "It's more comfortable, and it'll give us more room."
She turned and walked briskly down the short hall to the bedroom she shared with her mother.
Rob followed her, still not believing she really meant it. It was like a dream come true to think that in just a few minutes he'd lose his virginity, get his cock into a girl for the very first time. He prepared himself for disappointment. Surely she couldn't mean it ...
They walked into the bedroom, not bothering to close the door, feeling sure their parents would be gone for a long time. Tammy turned on a soft bedside lamp and turned to Rob with an eager conspiratorial smile. She pulled her T-shirt off over her head, tousling her short blonde curls. Her pretty orange-sized tits jiggled into view, the rosy nipples stiff and pointed.
Rob stood there and gawked for a moment, then lurched over to her and hungrily cupped her soft warm tits. He squeezed them gently but possessively. It wasn't that he wanted to delay the moment when they went to bed. He just wanted to test her, to make sure she really meant it.
Tammy squirmed impatiently while he played with her boobs. Now that she'd made up her mind to try fucking, she didn't want to wait another minute. "Hey, come on, Rob," she said at last, "get with it. Are we gonna ball or not?"
"Oh, sure, sure," he said, stepping back away from her. Jesus, maybe she really did mean it.
Tammy unzipped her jeans and tugged them off quickly. She jumped onto the bed and lay down on her back, opening her legs wide in obvious invitation. Rob gawked at her dainty light pink slit with its faint circling platinum fuzz. He could see the tiny shadowed mouth of her virgin cunt, the place where he'd be putting his cock in just a moment-if this wasn't a dream.
"For chrissake," she said impatiently, "you gonna stand there all night? Come ON, Rob-get undressed."
"Oh, yeah, sure," he said quickly.
He took off his jeans and walked over to the bed, rubber-legged with lust and excitement. His young prick was fiercely erect, hugging his taut tan belly. The bright red head was naked, foreskin retracted, and the little recessed mouth of his cock was drooling bright bubbles of juice. Still Tammy didn't move or close her legs. He was starting to think she wasn't teasing him after all.
"Hurry, hurry," she said breathlessly.
Her slit was wet and swollen, obviously ready for him. Her small shadowed cunt mouth was leaking a bright stream of juice. Her eyes fluttered in horny invitation, and her sweet perky tits were swollen up tight with arousal. As he climbed onto the bed, she licked her lips and stared eagerly at his silky, erect prick.
"Oh, hurry, Rob," she said huskily, "hurry and put it in me. I can hardly wait to see what it feels like."
"Me, too," he said, his voice croaky with lust. Well, okay, so she really meant it. He could stop worrying about that. The question was, what to do next? He'd never balled before, and he wasn't sure at all how to do it. Tammy was a virgin, too, so she couldn't help him out. All he knew was that he had to get his cock into her cunt. That much he could handle, but he'd have to play it by ear after that.
She had her slim shapely legs open very wide for him, knees drawn back, wet slit fully exposed. There was no missing the target, the nipping wet mouth of her cunt. Rob knelt between her legs and seized his rock-hard, stiff boy-cock, aiming the bright red head toward her tiny soaked hole. He glanced at Tammy, and she grinned encouragingly.
"Well, here goes," he said hoarsely.
"Ooooo, I'm so excited," she said.
He pressed the hard dripping head of his dick against the seething little mouth of her cunt. He felt the searing heat of her eager little twat, its slickness and tightness, as he wedged his cockhead in about a quarter of an inch. He felt dizzying excitement, excitement so great that it just blew his mind-and he came violently, blasting thick cum all over her crotch!
Tammy felt it, looked down, saw his cock squirting crazily all over her pussy-and then going dismally limp.
"Oh, SHIT!" she said, "what'd you do that for?"
Rob blushed furiously. "Christ, I'm sorry," he said. "I just got so excited, I couldn't wait. I came before I even got in."
"I can see that," Tammy said miserably. "Now what are we gonna do? We can't ball if your cock's not hard."
"Well," Rob said lamely, "I guess we'll just have to try to get it hard again."
Tammy sighed loudly. She was really pissed off. She'd been so excited, so ready to fuck, and she was seething with frustration. Rob was right, though. Unless the evening was to be a total loss, all they could do was work to make his cock hard again. She managed to conquer her irritation and summon up a smile.
"All right," she said, "but you better promise me that if I do get you hard again, you won't cum too soon."
"Oh, I promise," Rob said quickly.
He was just as disappointed as she was. He'd been dying to ball her, and he hadn't even gotten inside. Next time, by God, he'd be careful not to shoot so soon. He'd use mind control. He'd think of things that turned him off-math, spinach, taking out the garbage-anything to prolong his erection. He looked determinedly at Tammy.
"I'll play with your cock and try to make it hard again," she said, "but I could dig it if you played with me, too, Rob. I'm so horny, I could scream."
"Whatever you want," Rob said, "but who goes first? We can't play with each other at the same time."
Tammy pondered a moment, and then her eyes lit up. "Oh yes we can," she said with a grin. "I just thought of a way..."
She turned on the bed till she was lying upside-down to Rob. She crawled over him as he lay on his back. He didn't understand what she was up to until he realized that her hot moist breath was fanning his limp cock and balls and that her sleek pink pussy was practically in his face. That way they could play together in the way they liked best, with their mouths and tongues.
"Hey, far out," he said.
"Just play with my pussy, okay?" Tammy said longingly. "I'll try to get you hard."
"Right on," said Rob.
Her cute little butt was poised over him, her slim legs spread wide to straddle him, and he had an excellent view of her exposed pink slit. She was horny, all right. Even his short experience with girls showed him that. The naked flesh of her pretty little gash was swollen up tight and wet. Her tiny virgin cunt mouth leaked a steady trickle of bright fragrant cream. Her small pink clit was so stiff with arousal, it stuck right out between the furry blonde lips of her muff.
Rob stuck out his tongue and applied the slick hot tip to the protruding lump of her little rosy clit. He started to tongue and lash the hot little bud briskly. Tammy moaned with pleasure, and a big gush of cream came from the small recessed mouth of her twat.
"Oh, yeah, lick me there," she said with a happy sigh. "Just do that, Rob, while I work on your peter."
Rob replied by licking her clit again, running his tongue tip around and around her sensitive wet joy button. The tiny organ blushed deep red with arousal, and Tammy moaned delightedly. Trembling and sighing, she finally dipped her head down toward Rob's pale wrinkled limp dick and flaccid rosy balls.
Her work was cut out for her. They didn't have much time, maybe only an hour, and she just had to get him hard before their parents came back. She'd be frustrated out of her mind if they didn't get to fuck tonight. She'd been looking forward to it all day, creaming right through her panties with horny anticipation. She was determined to do the best job she could. She started with his sensitive floppy balls, applying her hot little pink tongue to the wrinkled sac, lashing it briskly.
"Ahhh, hey, that's nice," Rob said.
He sighed lingeringly, digging the wonderful feeling of having his balls licked, and then he started tonguing her clit again. Tammy just loved that. She had a hard time controlling herself, doing her job, when Rob was eating her pussy. She felt scalding cream pouring from her hungry little cunt as she bent to work again.
She lashed and tongued his limp rosy nut sac, making it bounce and fly, and she kept at it till finally his balls began to come to life. Under her busy, mischievous tongue, the fleshy sac finally started to swell up taut and full, growing hot and throbbing with her brisk hungry licking. Rob moaned and trembled with pleasure, but he managed to keep on licking her clit.
When she finally had his balls swollen up like little rosy balloons with a big load of cum, she turned her attention to his poor limp cock. It was just a wet noodle of flesh, a dead wrinkle, when she began to tickle the soft base with the hot slick tip of her tongue. Rob murmured softly but didn't get too excited. Well, she'd take care of that before long. She licked very slowly and teasingly up the soft silky length of his flaccid boy-cock, gradually increasing the speed.
"Ummm, nice," he said with a little sigh.
He still didn't sound very excited, but she figured her next move would really get to him. She continued her slow licking and lapping, till finally she reached the head of his cock. It was entirely covered by pale wrinkled foreskin. She seized the loose skin between her lips and began tugging it back, lapping and nibbling. Slowly she exposed the pretty bright red head of his cock. When it was completely uncovered, she started to tickle it with the tip of her tongue, knowing he was very sensitive there.
"Awww, hey, YEAH," Rob yelped.
He somehow managed to go on licking and lashing her tiny hot clit with his tongue, but it was hard to concentrate when Tammy was doing such delicious things to him. Her wicked mouth and tongue seemed to be all over his cock, hot and wet and velvety, but with special concentration on his tender glans. Heady waves of pleasure began to wash over his body.
"Oh, wow, yeah, lick my cock," he whined. "That feels great, Tammy..."
Tammy had more surprises in store for him. Once she'd engaged his hot interest in her furious tonguing of his sensitive cockhead, she seized the cherry-red glans between her lips and swiftly sucked his whole pale wrinkled peter into her mouth. Rob let out a yelp of surprise and pleasure, practically rising off the bed.
"Awwww," he cried, "yeah, yeah, lick my cock ... Oh, men, that's great ... Suck it, Tammy, suck it ... "
She sucked greedily, ravenously on his limp meat, her mouth like a boiling watery furnace around him. It wasn't long before she felt his soft doughy peter starting to twitch into life. It lurched and jerked, then slowly lengthened and fattened on her tongue. It swelled and got stiff. Little drops of tasty juice began to leak from the knobby head of his prick.
"Awww, Christ, I'm getting hard," Rob whimpered.
He didn't have to tell her. Tammy could feel his revived cock growing longer till it was butting the back of her throat. It thickened till it stretched her lips almost painfully. Happy and excited, she sucked hard and fast on his stiffening cock till she was sure it was hard enough. Only then did she let it snap from her lips. It hugged his belly tightly, spit-soaked, swollen and drooling.
Tammy rolled off him, onto her back, and spread her legs wide for him like she'd done before on their first abortive attempt at balling. Her pert pretty face was flushed with horny need, her pretty little slit wet and swollen. She writhed with impatience, her slim hips undulating in a helpless fucking motion.
"We can do it now, Rob," she said breathlessly. "Your cock's hard. Hurry, HURRY, get over here and put it IN me!"
Rob obeyed, steeling himself not to spoil their fun by cumming too soon this time. He scrambled between her widely parted legs, seized his painfully stiff cock, and pressed the bright red drooling head against the steamy little pit of her cunt mouth. Both teenagers were trembling with excitement as he pushed into her, lodging his thick hard cockhead about an inch deep.
"Ooooo," Tammy crooned excitedly, "more, more, Rob ... Put it in deeper!"
He pushed and managed to wriggle his long pale boy-cock a little deeper into her seething greedy twat. He was holding out fine, prepared to ball her for a long time, but he wasn't making much progress. Her thirteen-year-old virgin cunt was incredibly tight, just pencil width, and he really had to work to push his cock up her. It felt delicious, though, slick and hot and wet. He grunted and pushed. Tammy made little whining sounds and kept her legs wide open for him, and he thrust hard again-only to encounter a solid fleshy barrier that defeated all his efforts.
"Damn," he said, "I'm stuck. I guess it must be your hymen, but I can't get in any farther."
Tammy knew about her hymen, and she said grimly, "You've gotta break through it, Rob. Push really hard."
He drew his hips back and then lunged forward, pushing hard as she told him to. There was a giving, rending sensation, and Tammy gave a shrill shriek of pain. Rod didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't halt his momentum. His hard sharp boy-prick tore through her hymen and rammed the rest of the way up her tight virgin cunt, butting her tender womb.
"Ooooo," she wailed. "OWWW!! ! "
Rob felt like a heel, hurting her like that, but he couldn't help enjoying the delicious fit of her tiny cunt around his achingly stiff dick. It was the perfect nest for a horny boy-cock, squeezingly tight, fiery hot, and slick and juicy. He held still, fully lodged in her, savoring that snug scalding fleshy grip.
"I'm sorry, Tammy," he said breathlessly, "sorry I had to hurt you. You want me to pull out?"
To his relief, she said, "N-no, Rob, it isn't hurting so much now. Go ahead and ball me, okay?"
"Okay," he said happily.
He'd thought he wouldn't know what to do once he was into her, but his instincts told him. He just followed the urge to move his dick in her, getting plenty of sweet hot friction. He sawed and probed in and out, shivering with pleasure, and decided that fucking had to be the greatest pleasure in the world. Her tight gripping twat blazed and juiced around him, and with each thrust he penetrated clear to her slick womb.
Tammy held still awhile, just seeing how it felt, still recovering from the sharp pain of having her hymen ripped apart. It felt weird having Rob's cock inside her, that long sausage-like organ moving up and down her tight tender cunt. After a few moments, though, it began to feel good. Little waves of pleasure washed through her belly and grew to larger and larger pleasant sensations. She began to murmur her enjoyment.
"Ummm," she said, "ummm ... It's starting to feel pretty good now, Rob ... How is it for you?"
"Great," he sighed, "just fantastic..."
Soon Tammy was in full agreement with him. As the pain faded and her enjoyment grew, she started to dig each deep thick thrust of his stiff cock, arching her body to take him in as deep as possible. Her cunt responded to the delicious friction by creaming heavily and helplessly. She loved having that big jerking prick inside her, it felt so good.
"Ohhh, Rob," she sighed, "I just love it ... Ball me faster and harder now, okay? I could go for that."
"You got it," Rob said happily.
In fact that was just what he'd been longing to do for some minutes now, to ball her furiously, slam his cock in her, and not worry about hurting her. He wasted no time. He started fucking her like crazy, ramming his eager dick in and out of her wet little hole with blinding speed. The two kids howled with pleasure and clung tightly to each other, hips bucking, bedsprings creaking. In their hot excitement they couldn't be quiet. They yelped, wailed, moaned, and sighed.
The gigantic climax hit them at the same time. Tammy and Rob both emitted a howl of pleasure as their bodies began to spasm deliriously. Rob felt her cunt tighten around his squirting dick like a velvet vise, and Tammy felt the powerful jet of his cum into her womb. They clung to each other, rocking violently, wailing their joy.
"Ohhhh, it's so GOOD," Tammy shrieked.
"Man, it's GREAT," Rob howled.
Finally their spasms died down, and they lay together panting and grinning, Rob's shrinking prick still lodged deep in her cum-filled cunt. It was only then that they began to get the feeling that they weren't alone....
CHAPTER TEN
Jim and Joy approached the cabin silently, on bare feet, holding their shoes in their hands. They felt like sneaky spies, but they just had to know what the kids did when they were left alone together. Both prayed that they'd discover nothing wrong. They loved their kids and didn't want to have to punish them. They didn't want to have to break up that happy vacation scene.
Brother and sister peered in the living room window and saw that no one was there. Putting a finger to his lips, Jim silently led the way around the house to the front door. He and Joy entered without a sound and stood in the lighted living room. It was empty, all right, but from down the hall they could hear noises.
Joy turned pale as she listened. There were no intelligible words, just a lot of unrestrained yelping and howling and moaning. Jim went white, too, but managed to maintain his composure. Again he put a finger to his lips, motioned Joy to follow him, and they began creeping down the hall. The strange animal noises got louder, and they could hear bedsprings creaking, too.
The first bedroom, Rob and Jim's, was dark and empty, but the women's room was lit and the door standing open. Jim and Joy moved over to it and looked in. The shock hit them like a kick in the gut. For a long horrible moment they just stood there and stared, not wanting to believe what they saw.
On the bed were their son and daughter, stark naked, fucking furiously. The shocked parents could even see Rob's slim pale cock zipping in and out between Tammy's swollen pink pussylips, emerging cream-soaked from her tiny hole only to plunge in deep again in a hard thrust. It was quite obvious that Tammy wasn't being forced, either. Her childish face was twisted into a horny grin, and she made continuous sounds of pleasure.
Joy reeled dizzily, and Jim caught her around the waist to keep her from falling. She opened her mouth, perhaps to scream, but no sound came out. Jim was equally at a loss for words. He was trying to think what to say, how to confront the kids-when suddenly Rob and Tammy both began to cum.
"Ohhhh, it's so GOOD," Tammy cried.
"Man, it's GREAT," Rob yelped.
Their hips jerked, their bellies smacked, and Rob's hot boy-cum jetted into Tammy's tight little cunt, filling and overflowing it, pooling on the bedspread below. The ecstatic kids clung to each other and howled their pleasure till at last their spasms ended. Only then did they happen to glance at the open doorway and see their parents.
Parents and children stared at each other for one long horrified moment, and then Tammy said, "MOM! UNCLE JIM-what are you doing back so EARLY!? ! "
"We can see you didn't expect us," Jim said grimly. "Kids, I don't really know what to say, but this is very serious. We-"
He didn't get any farther, because at that moment Joy went completely to pieces. She began to shudder violently, and she burst into loud hysterical tears.
"Oh, my God," she sobbed, "my little girl ... She's only thirteen ... Ohhh, this is terrible..."
Jim seized her by the shoulders and started steering her towards the other bedroom. He looked sternly at the kids and said, "I want you two to separate and STAY apart until I can talk to you. Tammy, you stay in your room. Rob, go in the front room and wait for me. When I get Joy calmed down, well talk."
The tone of his voice made them obey instantly. Rob grabbed his clothes and hurried out of the room. Tammy covered herself with the bedclothes. Jim guided his weeping, hysterical sister into the other bedroom and closed the door. Joy clung to him, sobbing wildly.
"Oh, Jim," she said, "what are we going to do? They're only babies. They're not old enough for this kind of thing."
"Obviously, they ARE old enough, Joy," he said, "or they wouldn't be doing it. Anyhow, the damage is done and we can't change that. What we have to do now is calm down and think. You're in no condition to be reasonable right now. I'm going to put you to bed. In the morning we'll decide what to do."
She nodded, too shocked and weary to protest. Jim guided her over to one of the beds, and she sat down, limp and unresisting. He knelt to take off her shoes, and she thought miserably of what they'd have to do tomorrow. Tammy and Rob could never be left alone together again. She and Tammy would have to return to New York, their vacation spoiled. Her little girl wasn't a virgin any more...
"Lie down, Joy," said Jim soothingly.
She obeyed, hardly knowing what she was doing. She seemed to be in a trance, retreating from shock by becoming listless and inattentive. Jim saw that she wasn't going to make any effort to undress herself, so he grimly set about doing it. He hiked her long dress up above her waist and gently took down her panties. As he stared at her lovely golden muff, he suddenly shivered with the delicious memory of what they'd done on the beach. He remembered ravenously eating her fragrant pussy, remembered her greedily sucking his cock and eating his cum. Christ, it had been good...
He tried to control himself. Two acts of incest were enough for one night, after all. In a way he and Joy were just as guilty as the kids. The cousins had balled, yes, but brother and sister had eaten each other to cumming, and that had to be just as bad...
He removed Joy's panties, trying not to gawk at her lovely blonde curl patch and the rich scarlet line of her slit. He rolled her over gently and undid the long zipper at the back of her dress. She was limp as a doll as he drew the dress off. She wasn't wearing a bra-she couldn't with a dress cut that low. Her big thrusting ripe tits wobbled into view, capped with pretty pink nipples.
Again Jim felt a rush of excitement. He'd only seen those fantastic boobs from a distance. Guiltily he allowed his hands to "accidentally" trail over the soft creamy globes of flesh, shivering as he felt their silky throbbing heat. God, it would be fun to play with those gorgeous tits. They'd overflow his hands.'. .
Cut it out, he thought sternly. She's your sister ...
He had her fully naked now, but she was as unresponsive as ever, just staring dully into space, not moving. Jim guiltily took a moment to ogle his sister's statuesque tan body, her long legs and tiny waist and big melon-shaped tits. He stared longingly at her pretty platinum muff, wishing he could press his face there again. Joy had had enough shock for one evening, though, and he ought to get her to bed. He drew back the covers and tried to ease her under them.
She wouldn't cooperate. Instead of moving under the covers, she reached up and gripped his arms, her eyes frantic. "Jim," she said, "don't leave me, please, I'm so upset. Would you please just lie here beside me for a while, till I fall asleep?"
"Sure, honey," he said.
He didn't like the idea much. Lying there next to her hot lovely naked body, he was sure to get even more aroused then he already was. It was a terrible temptation, and he didn't know if he could resist it. His conscience told him, of course, that this woman was his sister and that it was a grave sin to lust for her, but his body had no morals at all. It simply recognized a powerfully attractive female who turned him on violently.
With a heavy sigh he started to lie down beside her, but Joy said with some concern, "You'd better take off your suit, Jim. It's the only one you brought, and it could get wrinkled."
Oh, Christ, Jim thought.
Everything seemed to conspire to tempt him. He stood up and removed his suit and hung it in the closet. He wished he'd bothered to wear shorts, but he hadn't. His semi-erect prick weaved heavily, lewdly before him as he returned to the bed. He noticed Joy's glazed blue eyes focused on his wobbling meat, and he wondered what she was thinking.
Joy wasn't thinking very clearly, that much she was sure of. She felt shocked and numbed, and her plea to Jim had been sincere-she wanted a warm comforting body beside her till she fell asleep. What she hadn't considered was that his body had such power to arouse her. She'd really been concerned about his suit getting wrinkled, but she hadn't thought about how his powerful naked body would reawaken her longing for him. She barely suppressed a horny moan as he walked toward the bed, his long thick dick waving heavily before him.
She closed her eyes and tried to blot out her lusty thoughts as Jim got onto the bed and lay down beside her. It was impossible. As his warm body touched hers, she felt a wave of lust so strong and dizzying that she almost groaned. Her immoral pussy went instantly damp with eager juice. Oh, God, what had she gotten herself into?
Jim slipped an arm under her and held her close, as if comforting a frightened child. "You just relax now, Sis," he said. "I'll be here till you fall asleep."
"All right, Jim," she said weakly.
It was impossible to relax, of course, and she doubted she could go to sleep with all that delicious temptation right next to her. Her bare sensitive tit lay against his thickly hair-matted chest, and their thighs pressed hotly together. She wanted him so badly, she had to grit her teeth to keep from moaning.
Get hold of yourself, she thought. He's your brother, for God's sake...
She closed her eyes and tried to sleep, but it was impossible. His deliciously masculine body gave off a warmth and scent that revved her desire up to the bursting point. Her pussy creamed furiously, and she was afraid Jim would detect her horny trembling. She was completely ashamed of herself, but she could not stop the agonizing wave of lust she felt for her handsome brother.
Jim was having equal difficulty in relaxing. He told himself sternly, over and over again, that this woman was his own blood sister and that he should be ashamed to lust for her. It did no good at all. His silent lectures to himself kept getting interrupted by helpless horny memories of how Joy's cunt had felt when he had his tongue deep inside her-searing hot, deliciously slick and juicy and clinging. How he'd love to get his cock in there ... As he thought of it, to his horror, his cock began to stiffen and rise...
Joy tossed restlessly, and she opened her eyes for a moment to see if Jim was asleep. The first thing she saw was his slowly rising prick. She couldn't take her eyes off it. It twitched, lurched, and sprang into stiffness, pointing straight up at the ceiling. The thick pale stalk throbbed with readiness, blue veins standing out. The big knobby head turned purple with engorgement and weeped a big bubble of cream.
Joy felt a helpless scalding rush of juice from her hungry cunt that soaked the blanket beneath her. She wanted that big gorgeous cock inside her, wanted it urgently. After more than a year without a man, her need was desperate. The young surfer's lovemaking had been long and good, but it had only whetted her appetite. She clenched her teeth to stifle her horny moans.
Jim's cock felt ready to burst with its pent-up load, and he knew he couldn't lie still a moment longer. His balls hurt with the need for release. He was just going to have to get up and go to the John and jerk off, otherwise he couldn't trust himself to behave. He lifted himself on one elbow and sneaked a glance at his sister, hoping she'd be asleep.
Far from being asleep, Joy was quite alert, her blue eyes focused hotly on his erect prick. She was licking her lips and trying to stifle little sighs of longing. It was too much for Jim. With a hoarse moan of lust, he rolled over onto her and forced her silky thighs apart with his knees. His rigid drooling dick was imprisoned between their bellies.
"Joy," he said hoarsely, "to hell with what the world thinks-I have to have you."
Her blue eyes widened, a mixture of lust and shock. "Oh, God, Jim, no," she whimpered, "you know it isn't right. I want you, too, darling, I admit it-but how could we live with ourselves afterwards? My God, Jim, we're brother and sister..."
"I don't care," Jim said firmly. "It doesn't matter, as long as no one knows. It's our business, Joy, our business alone. Come on, sweetheart-if we want each other so much, love each other so much, can it really be wrong?"
Joy moaned loudly. Her mind seemed hopelessly torn between lust and conscience. "Oh, Jim, I don't know," she sobbed. "I just feel it would be terribly wrong."
"No," he said hotly, "no, it would be good, Joy ... Just feel ... "
He eased his rock-hard creaming prick down between her legs and rubbed the hard head against her famished pussy. Joy moaned loudly. He could tell how aroused she was. Her slit was swollen taut, soaking wet, and scalding hot. His touch made her flinch with sharp pleasure. Feebly she pushed at his shoulders, but he kept rubbing his hot hard cock-head back and forth over her creaming swollen gash-and after a long moment she shuddered and went limp, her legs falling wide open.
"Darling," she said dazedly.
"Yes, baby, yes," Jim crooned, "it's gonna be good ... Trust me..."
Trembling eagerly, he slid the big hard head of his cock into the steamy little pit of her cunt mouth. He pushed, and as he glided into her, Joy arched her body to receive him and gave a hoarse sustained moan of bliss. Her cunt was every bit aS great as he'd imagined, tight and slick and boiling. He moaned, too, as he felt his thick stiff meat penetrating clear to her womb.
"Ahhh, God, Jim," she whined, "I can't help it ... I want you ... Oh, darling, your cock feels so good in me..."
"I can't fight it, either, honey," he sighed. "I had to have you. Christ, it's good ... You're so hot in there, baby..."
Brother and sister, so alike with their tall attractive blonde bodies, melted into each other's fierce embrace and began to move their hips together as if they were made for each other. They forgot everything else but the fierce joy of fucking. Jim moved his cock steadily, deeply, in Joy's seething wet cunt, and they moaned together in intense pleasure.
"Fuck me," Joy chanted, "fuck meeee!! ! ! "
"Oh, baby, yessss," Jim whined.
Tammy sat still as long as she could. There was no question of going to sleep even though it was late, almost midnight. She was too upset. She knew her mother and uncle were terribly upset by their discovery of Tammy and Rob balling, and she was very afraid that they'd separate the kids for good. She didn't want to go back to New York and never see Rob again. She just had to do something...
At last she crept naked to the door of her room and listened. There seemed to be no one in the hall. She opened the door silently and crept out into the dark hallway. She could see only one light, coming from the front room. She sneaked up to it and saw Rob sitting alone on the couch. He looked depressed and hadn't bothered to put his clothes on. He stared gloomily into space.
"Rob," she said in a whisper.
He started, then looked at her grimly. "What're we gonna do, Tammy?" he said. "They won't ever let us see each other again."
"I know," she said, "but we can't let that happen. We'll talk to them, Rob, make them see it our way. I don't care how long it takes, we'll change their minds. Where are they-in the other bedroom?"
Rob nodded, and Tammy beckoned him to follow her. The naked kids tiptoed down the dark hall to the first bedroom. The door was closed, but they could see a faint crack of light under it.
"Good," Tammy said, "they're still awake. We're gonna go in there and talk to them, and we're gonna be brave and hold out for what we want-right?"
"Right," Rob said firmly.
Tammy opened the door without a sound. The kids started into the room, then stopped abruptly and gawked. For a moment they couldn't believe what they saw. Their parents were lying naked on the bed, fucking violently. Brother and sister balling each other-It was far worse than what the cousins had done.
Tammy and Rob turned to stare at each other. Slowly their expressions changed from shock to glee. Now they had a hold over their parents. Jim and Joy couldn't separate them because the kids knew the adults' guilty secret. By God, if Joy and Jim could get it on, so could Tammy and Rob...
The teenaged cousins didn't have to speak. They knew already what their plan would be. They'd just stand there quietly, watching, until Joy and Jim noticed them. They they'd make their demands ... They leaned against the door frame, getting comfortable, and Rob slipped his arm around Tammy's waist and gave her an affectionate squeeze.
She grinned up at him, her eyes bright with mischief...
Joy had never known such pleasure from any man she'd balled. Jim was a whole new dimension. She lost complete control of herself, howling with joy, throwing her legs wide open to him, nearly fainting with pleasure each time his wonderfully thick long cock plunged hard to her womb.
"Oh, Jim, darling," she wailed, "I love it, I LOVE IT..."
Jim, too, was having the most exciting sexual experience of his life as he worked his hungry hard cock fast and violently in his sister's blazing cream-flooded cunt. He'd lost all concern with morality or consequences, oblivious of everything but the magically good fit of his thick meat in her snug slick twat. He screwed her with almost brutal force, making her cum again and again, till finally he couldn't hold back his own release.
"Joy, baby, I'm gonna cum," he panted, "can't hold out ... "
She threw her long legs around his waist and dug down with her heels, forcing his hard cockhead snug against her slick womb. Jim gave a long hoarse growl of pleasure as he began jetting his cum into her, spurt after spurt of hot sticky jism saturating his sister's squeezing hot cunt. Joy whined with excitement as she took her brother's blazing load of cum into her greedy convulsing twat.
At last his spasms ended, and he sank down limp on top of her, sweaty and panting. Joy hugged him fiercely, delighted with the fantastic fuck he'd given her-the very best she'd ever had. Jim returned her hard embrace with equal affection. No woman had ever made him cum like that before, violently and explosively. His limp cock gave one last twitch in her soaked hole, and brother and sister grinned at each other when they felt it.
Joy sighed and glanced idly around the room. Her eyes caught the kids standing in the doorway, flickered past them, then returned. She gawked in horror and opened her mouth to scream, but all she could do was gasp.
"What is it?" Jim said. "What's wrong, Joy?" He followed her stricken gaze, saw the kids, and turned ghostly pale. "Oh, my God," he said. "Oh, NO ... "
"Oh, yes," said Tammy with a big grin. "We saw everything ... "
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Joy wanted to die of shame. From the expression on the kids' faces they'd seen everything, all right. They'd seen her balling her own brother. Panic gripped her. What was she going to do? How could she keep the kids from telling her shameful secret?
Jim felt just as worried. He felt sure the kids were going to use their knowledge somehow. After all, he and Joy had broken up their scene not half an hour ago, coming down heavily on them for fucking. Then the grownups had turned right around and done the same thing. Surely Tammy and Rob were ripe for revenge. Scared as he was, he decided he'd better take over before things got out of hand.
"All right, kids," he said as calmly as he could, "come on in and sit down, and we'll talk about it."
Tammy and Rob came and sat on the edge of the bed, but they didn't look like they wanted to talk. "There's really not much to say, Dad," Rob said grimly. "We just want equal rights, that's all. I mean, if you and Aunt Joy can get it on, then Tammy and I can, too."
"Exactly," said Tammy. "It's just not fair for you two to ball when you won't let us do it. Wow, we're only cousins, but you guys are brother and sister."
Jim reddened, and Joy moaned, "Oh, my God, Jim, what are we going to do? We can't let them-"
Jim silenced her with a wave of his hand. "Joy," he said, "don't panic again. That's not going to help. Let's just talk this thing out. Kids, you're right in some ways, but our situations aren't exactly the same. In one way there's a big difference. You're only thirteen and fourteen, only in junior high. Joy and I just don't think you're old enough to handle a scene like this."
That didn't cut any ice with the kids. They glared at him, and Tammy said, "Oh, come off it, Uncle Jim. Our age is no excuse for leaving us out of the fun. We're not changing our minds. If you guys get to do it, then we do, too."
"That's right," Rob said. "I mean, you wouldn't want everybody to know that you were balling your own sister, would you, Dad?"
There it was, right out in front-the kids were going to use their knowledge to blackmail their parents. The parents could either let the cousins screw freely, or they could let the world know of their even worse act of incest. Jim and Joy could tell from the kids' faces that they weren't going to change their minds.
Jim turned to his sister and gave a helpless shrug. "Joy, I just don't see what else we can do," he said. "We're gonna have to let them have their way. Neither you nor I can afford to let anyone know about this."
Joy moaned. "But it isn't right," she said miserably. "Children their age shouldn't be having sex."
Tammy gave a loud impatient sigh. "It doesn't matter what you think about it, Mom," she said. "That's how it has to be-unless you want everyone to know what you did."
"Let me think," Joy said desperately. "There must be a solution."
Everyone but Joy knew there was no other solution, knew the kids wouldn't give in, but she looked so upset, they kept quiet and let her think. Each of them had something to think about, too.
Jim was thinking that the kids had played right into his hands. After all, if the kids were fucking, there was no reason why he and Joy shouldn't fuck, too. He wanted his beautiful sister-not just for one night, but for a long long time. Maybe it was unnatural and evil, but he was beyond caring. No woman had ever excited him so much or satisfied him so well.
Rob was thinking how gorgeous his Aunt Joy was without her clothes. She was the first mature woman he'd seen naked. He was trying not to gawk, not to reveal his sudden lust, but he found himself wanting her badly. That tall curvy body, those big ripe boobs, and that pretty thick blonde muff were a powerful temptation to the ever-horny adolescent. With the knowledge he and Tammy had, they might be able to blackmail the grownups into quite a few things. The only thing was, would Tammy be jealous?
Rob sneaked a look at Tammy and found that she was staring right at his Dad's limp thick cock. She was licking her lips. Could she be thinking the same thing he was? Did she want to get it on with the grownups, too?
Indeed, she did. Tammy found herself getting hotter by the minute, hot for her Uncle Jim. That mature male body of his was just fantastic, muscular, hairy, and powerful. His cock was enormous even when limp. Her little pussy grew wet and horny again when she thought of taking that monstrous dick into her body. And why not? With their shameful knowledge, the kids could force the adults into anything ... She just wondered if Rob would be jealous and upset about her getting it on with his Dad. She turned to look at him.
Their eyes met, and Rob and Tammy instantly understood each other. They wanted their aunt and uncle. Tammy grinned and nodded at Rob, and then she began to speak to her mother in a sympathetic voice.
"Mom," she said, "I don't think it's our age that's really bothering you. It's all your hang-ups about sex. I mean, you think sex is dirty, something that has to be hidden. But if you look at is as a good thing, a natural thing, then there's no reason everybody shouldn't do it."
Joy blushed. "I guess I do have a lot of hang-ups," she said. "It's the way I was raised. It's hard for me to accept the idea that teenagers should be free to make love."
"Everybody should be free, Aunt Joy," said Rob. "There's nothing bad about it, as long as everybody's willing. Age has nothing to do with it."
"Relationship doesn't, either," said Jim. "It's only society that says you and I shouldn't be lovers, Joy-but actually we're not hurting anybody. The kids are right. As long as the rest of the world doesn't know, the four of us can do what we want."
The kids grinned at each other. Jim didn't know it, but he was playing right into their hands. Obviously his only aim was to get Joy to ball him again, but his words supported what the kids wanted-for everyone to ball everyone else.
"See, Mom, we all agree," said Tammy. "You're the only holdout. Come on, don't spoil everybody else's fun."
Joy sighed deeply. "I'm sorry," she said, "I just don't approve." She got up from the bed and started out of the room. "I'm going to bed now," she said. "Tammy, you'd better come along soon and get some rest. Well be leaving tomorrow. It's my duty to take both of us away from this temptation."
As she walked out of the room, Jim, Tammy and Rob looked at each other in consternation. "Oh, shit," said Rob, "she's gonna spoil everything."
"I'll be frank with you, kids," said Jim. "I don't want to lose her. Will you help me change her mind?"
"Sure," said Tammy, "but we'd better be frank with you, too, Uncle Jim. Rob and I don't just wanta get it on with each other-we wanta do it with you guys, too. Will you help us with that?"
Jim blushed hotly at her suggestion, but it didn't take him long to make up his mind. He wasn't wild about sharing Joy with his own son, but to ball little Tammy-well, that would be a treat to say the least. He briefly ogled the girl's pert round tits and her tiny platinum muff. He thought about getting into a tight thirteen-year-old pussy. Yes, this was a deal he could go for...
"Okay," he said, grinning, "you're on. Now all we have to do is persuade Joy."
The kids shouted with glee and followed Jim out of the bedroom. All three were determined to change Joy's mind, no matter what methods they had to use. They walked into the other bedroom and found her still naked, just turning back the covers of her bed. She whirled and stared at them as they trooped into the room grinning mischievously.
"Please," she said, "I've made up my mind. Tammy and I are going back to New York tomorrow. It won't do any good to argue with me."
"Arguing isn't what we had in mind, Sis," said Jim.
He walked right over to her, put his arms around her, and drew her down on the bed. The grinning kids followed, jumping up onto the bed beside them. Joy gave a gasp of alarm and tried to fight loose, but Jim and Tammy held her arms and legs, pinning her down on her back. Her blue eyes widened in horror.
"What are you DOING?" she said.
"We're gonna change your mind, Mom," said Tammy. "We know you'll see it our way if you just find out how much fun it can be."
"Fun?" said Joy. "What are you talking about? What are you going to do?"
Jim kissed her quickly on the mouth. "Just relax and enjoy yourself, Sis," he said lustily. "Rob is gonna ball you."
"WHAT?" said Joy in a horrified croak.
She stared at her fourteen-year-old nephew. Rob hadn't said anything so far. He just stared at her lush naked body like she was a perfectly broiled steak and he was a starving man. His eyes flicked hotly over her wobbling ripe tits and her thick blonde muff. His adolescent cock was stiff as a board, five rigid inches of pale meat capped with a bright red drooling head. He moved toward her...
"NOOOO!" Joy screamed.
She bucked and fought, but Jim and Tammy managed to hold her in place. She couldn't believe it was happening-that they meant to force her to have sex with her own teenage nephew, a boy young enough to be her son. They must be out of their minds.
"For God's sake, why?" she said. "Why me and Rob?"
"The kids had a great idea, honey," said Jim. "They thought we might as well all get it on with each other. I agree."
"Oh, my God," said Joy.
She couldn't fight loose. They were too strong for her. As Rob crawled toward her, his pale boy-cock stiffly hugging his belly and drooling bright bubbles of juice, Tammy and Jim pulled her legs open, exposing her lush red mature slit. Rob's eyes widened hungrily when he looked between her legs. Joy could have died of shame.
"Oh, please, no," she sobbed, "don't let him fuck me!"
She felt Rob's sleek hard body easing between her forcibly parted legs. "I think I know how to mellow her out a little," he said. "I don't wanta ball her like this, crying and fighting and all."
"Do whatever you think is best, son," said Jim.
Joy felt hot moist breath fanning her exposed slit, and then Rob's slick tongue tickled her sensitive clit, sending a sharp and unexpected jab of pleasure through her belly. She looked down and saw his glossy brown head bobbing up and down between her thighs. My God, the boy was going to eat her pussy ... She was shocked and horrified.
"Jim," she said, "how can you let your own son DO this?"
Her brother only grinned at her. "Good training," he said.
"Hey, don't knock it, Mom," Tammy said earnestly. "Rob eats pussy really good. I know you'll dig it."
Joy's mind whirled. She couldn't comprehend children as young as Rob and Tammy knowing all the kinky variations of sex. It was a nightmare that Jim should assist them in their evil plan. The worst thing of all, though, was the way her wanton pussy was responding to Rob's vigorous tonguing. She felt herself getting rapidly aroused, it felt so good. She clenched her teeth and kept her body rigid and unyielding. She must never never let them know that she liked it ...
Rob was trying all the techniques he'd used to turn on Tammy. He licked and tongued briskly and thoroughly all over Joy's deep red wet slit, from the little light brown wrinkle of her ass-hole right up to the fat fleshy lump of her clit. Her mature golden-fringed gash excited him powerfully, and he could hardly wait till he had mounted her, his chest flattening her huge ripe tits, his eager young cock lodged deep in her fiery cunt.
He didn't want to ball a protesting woman, though. He found no fun in that. He wanted his gorgeous blonde aunt to respond to him lustily, to dig his fucking. He wanted to get her very aroused first. He decided to concentrate on her ripe red clit. He fastened his lips around the silky button, drew it into his mouth, and sucked on it, at the same time tickling it with his tongue. Joy lurched violently and stifled a moan. Was he getting to her?
He sucked harder on her fat mature red clit, enjoying her salty taste. Her thick golden muff tickled his nose. After a moment or so he began to detect the signs he was hoping for. Her aroused cunt began to leak hot steamy juice onto his chin. Her lush body quivered and turned a mottled pink. Her breathing got very fast and heavy. Still she didn't voice her pleasure, didn't reveal to the others that he was getting to her. His pretty aunt was being very stubborn...
Still sucking hotly and juicily on her swelling wet clit, Rob reached down into her crotch, smeared his little finger with her steamy slick cunt cream, and wedged the tip of his finger into the tightly clenched mouth of her ass-hole. Joy lurched again and moaned.
"Ohhhh, NOOO," she cried.
Rob ignored her protest and began wriggling his cream-soaked finger up her fiery tight bumhole. She whined and protested steadily, but he could feel her cunt gushing more and more hot cream all over his face. Her clit swelled in his mouth and squirted salty juice onto his tongue. He finally had his finger fully lodged in her squeezing slick ass-hole, and he began frigging her in quick cock-like jerks.
"Ahhhh," Joy moaned, "n-noooo ... OHHHHH!"
Her body was so wracked with pleasure that she couldn't fight it any longer. She went limp and yielding, moaning softly and steadily as Rob deliciously frigged her sensitive ass-hole and sucked hotly on her greedy swollen clit. Tammy and Jim felt her giving in. They knew they didn't have to hold her down any longer. They let go of her, and Joy stayed right where she was, legs spread wide as Rob's head bounced up and down in her crotch. Slowly a lewd grimace twisted her pretty face.
Tammy caught Jim's eye and winked at him.
"It's our turn to have some fun, Uncle Jim," she said warmly.
Jim blushed, still not quite at ease with the notion of balling a thirteen-year-old girl. He wanted her, all right, but he couldn't bring himself to just jump on her and stick it in her. Tammy didn't share his hesitation. She moved right over to where he lay, knelt beside him, and picked up his half-limp long dick in her hot little hands.
"Wow, your cock is so big, Uncle Jim," she said admiringly.
She slipped one little hand under his flaccid rosy balls and began to massage them gently but teasingly. With the other hand she curled her soft fingers around his semi-hard meat and started to pump. It was too much for Jim. Just the very idea of getting a hand job from a beautiful little blonde teenager turned him on hotly. He moaned and felt his balls swelling up tight on her palm, then his cock lurching into stiff life. In her pumping fist his dick grew long and hard and thick, the head swelling into a huge purple knob.
"Far out," Tammy said delightedly.
She was so excited with her uncle's enormous hard prick that she couldn't control herself. Still holding the lurching meat firmly in her hand, she dipped her head down, stuck out her little pink tongue, and began eagerly licking the dark red sensitive head of his cock. Big bubbles of juice popped from the dark mouth of his prick, and she greedily lapped them up and swallowed them.
"Ahhhh, baby," Jim moaned, "that's great...."
He reached out and slid his hand into Tammy's crotch, feeling the fierce heat of her horny young slit. Her pussy was already soaked and tightly swollen. He wiggled a stiff finger into the dripping little mouth of her cunt and probed in about an inch, finding her wonderfully tight and hot. He started to frig her with his thick fingertip, jerking in and out in quick fucking motions.
"Ooooo," Tammy squealed, "yeah, move your finger in my cunt, Uncle Jim ... That feels great...."
She licked his sensitive cock head faster and faster, and at the same time she slammed her hungry little twat up and down on the stiff, thick impalement of his finger. Jim sighed happily. Before long he was going to ball that deliciously tight eager teenage cunt. He just hoped his beloved sister was having as much fun as he was. He glanced over at Joy and Rob.
Joy's long shapely legs were farther apart now, voluntarily opened wide to Rob's vigorously bobbing head. The boy was loudly sucking and licking her ripe swollen red cunt lips. Joy's head was thrown back, her lovely face deeply flushed with passion, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. She moaned hoarsely and incoherently.
At last Rob raised his cream-soaked face, glanced at his ecstatic aunt, and then quickly scrambled farther up between her thighs. Eagerly he seized his rigid swollen prick and jammed it into the soaked mouth of her cunt, penetrating her in one rough deep thrust. He gave a yelp of excitement and began humping like crazy, his small tight butt flying. Joy's reaction was fascinating.
"Wha--? " She gasped, her eyes opening wide. She saw that Rob was fucking her, and she looked horrified. "Ohhhh, NO," she cried, "no, take it out, Rob ... Mustn't fuck meee ... Ohhhh, OHHHHH..." In a very few moments her voice went husky and yielding, and she lay back to enjoy her nephew's stiff furious fucking. "Ahhhhh," she moaned, "AHHHHH!! ! "
Jim breathed a sigh of relief. Now he could concentrate completely on his own fun. He seized Tammy by the waist and lifted her easily into the air, bringing her down to straddle his loins. His huge erection, pointing straight up, made contact with her soaked hot little cunt. She got the idea and, grinning, she wiggled her pussy around till the huge purple head of his dick popped into her hot eager cunt mouth. With a squeal of delight she slid down the huge hard impalement of his cock, taking it all in one long thrust. Jim whined with pleasure as he felt his achingly stiff prick sheathed in her blazing slick little hole.
"OOOOO," Tammy squealed, "wow, your cock feels so big in me, Uncle Jim ... Oh, wow, yeah, ball me!! ! "
"You bet I will, honey," Jim said blissfully.
The girl straddled him, squealing and moaning with pleasure, while Jim happily worked his thick straining cock in her juicy squeezing box. He glanced over at Joy and Rob to see how they were doing. Rob was fucking blissfully away, his stiff pale boy-cock slamming in and out of Joy's swollen pink cunt lips. Joy caught her brother's eye and blushed deeply.
"Good, isn't it, Sis?" he said with a grin.
"Ohhh, J-Jim," she said hoarsely, "it isn't right ... AHHHHHH ... W-we shouldn't be d-doing it ... Ahhhhh..."
"Bullshit," Jim said with a laugh.
Joy stared at him for a long moment, then, to his great relief, returned his wicked smile...
CHAPTER TWELVE
Four months had passed, and Jim was back in Los Angeles, back to work at his scuba shop. It was a late Friday afternoon and he was getting ready to close for the weekend. He decided to swing by a supermarket on his way home and pick up some special treat for Joy and the kids. He thought eagerly and affectionately of his new "family".
They'd been a little worried when Joy and Tammy first moved in with him and Rob, wondering what the neighbors might think, but everything had gone smoothly. The neighbors thought it was wonderful that Jim's sister should live with him and help keep his house. They thought it was lovely that the two cousins, Tammy and Rob, got along so well. They just didn't know HOW well the family got along...
Jim was pleased with the change. It was great having women in the house again, good cooking, decent housekeeping-and finally an answer to his endless horniness. In fact they were all very pleased with their idea of living together. He knew what the world would think, how scandalized people would be if they knew that brother and sister, cousin and cousin, were screwing up a storm behind the drawn drapes. Well, to hell with the world.
He picked up some ice cream for the kids and a good bottle of scotch for himself and Joy. When he walked into the house, he was greeted with hugs and kisses from Tammy and Joy and with a big grin from Rob. He grinned back, sensing that they'd planned another of their kinky surprises. They liked to think up different ways to welcome him home from work. He was more than ready for anything they had to offer. The whole weekend lay ahead of them, endless time for fun...
"What's for dinner?" he said casually, not letting them knew he was onto their "surprise".
"Oh," Joy said just as casually, "we thought we'd roast hot dogs on the patio and then have a swim."
"Sounds fine," said Jim. "I'll go put on my bathing suit."
"Oh, Dad," Rob said with a groan, "don't be such a drag. Nobody's gonna wear a suit."
"Oh, all right," said Jim innocently, "whatever you guys say."
He started to take off his clothes and soon had the assistance of two eager pairs of female hands. The others stripped, too, and they wandered out into the back yard where Rob already had a fire going in the outdoor fireplace. Jim felt completely secure. With an eight-foot brick wall and a tangle of thick vines all around the place, no neighbors could see in to witness this strange family picnic.
Joy put a tall scotch and water in his hand, and Jim sat down on one of the big poolside mats. Joy soon joined him with her own drink, snuggling up close and putting her soft hand on his naked thigh. She sipped her drink and gave a big sigh of contentment. Jim snuck a horny glance at her big ripe thrusting tits.
"Oh, Jim," she said, "this is wonderful. I'm so glad we decided to move in with you. I've never been so happy. Of course I know most people would think we're crazy or depraved-"
"Fuck them," Jim said, grinning. "They don't ever have to know. Just as long as the four of us are happy and not hurting anybody else, things will be fine."
Joy watched Tammy and Rob, naked and squealing, chasing each other around the pool edge. "I just hope we did the right thing for the kids," she said.
"Look at them," said Jim. "Did you ever see two happier kids? You know we did right, Joy."
She watched and had to agree with him. Tammy and Rob were tanned, healthy, bright-eyed, and obviously having the time of their lives. Tammy could run fast enough to escape the pursuing Rob, but once in a while she'd slow her pace, let him catch up with her, and flush with lusty excitement as the eager boy fondled her perky round tits. Then she'd squeal, break away, and start the chase again.
Joy watched with undisguised lust as Rob sped after his cousin, his pale young cock and rosy balls flopping crazily. She would never enjoy fucking any man as much as she did her own dear brother, but her nephew was plenty of fun in bed. That slim still-growing cock had given her plenty of pleasure in the last few months. She smiled to herself as she felt her inexhaustible pussy growing warm and moist. She wasn't ashamed of her lust any more, and she looked forward to satisfying it very soon....
Jim watched with an affectionate grin as Tammy raced around the pool, her pert little tits jiggling wildly, her cute butt bouncing. Though no woman excited and pleased him as much as his sister Joy, his niece was certainly fun to ball. As he thought of her deliciously snug teenage box, he felt his cock stirring into life, rising slowly to point at the evening sky. As his cock swelled and stiffened, he thought with satisfaction of the various ways he could get his rocks off that night.
At last the kids tired of their game and came over to flop on the soft mat beside their parents.
Tammy purred as she wiggled onto Jim's lap and ran her soft little hands over his broad hair-matted chest. Her plump little ass rubbed naughtily against-his rigid cock, pressing it against his belly. Rob snuggled up to Joy, circling her with his arms and cupping her heavy pale breasts, which overflowed his hands. Joy smiled and curled her fingers around his soft limp peter, pumping it lazily.
"Well," Joy said, "who wants a hot dog?"
The others burst into laughter. "Oh, Mom," said Tammy, "you're always thinking about feeding us. Nobody's hungry right now."
"At least not for hot dogs," said Rob.
"But you two are still growing," Joy said, "and Jim's had a long hard day at work. I should think you'd all want some dinner."
"Later, Sis," Jim said with a chuckle. "I think we all have a more urgent need right now. Don't you?"
Joy blushed bright red. She was still the most modest and inhibited of them al, but she was quickly overcoming it. "Yes," she said, "now that you mention it, I guess I do. Okay, the dinner will keep."
"Right on, Mom," said Tammy.
Still blushing, but obviously eager, Joy playfully pushed Rob into a kneeling position and crawled up behind him. She'd discovered this particular game by accident a couple of days ago. She found that by approaching the kneeling boy from behind she had an excellent view of his rosy young balls and the pure light brown wrinkle of his ass-hole. The sight made her mouth water. Nuzzling into the tight crease of his trim ass, she stuck out her tongue and eagerly lapped his dangling red nuts, making them flop and jiggle. Rob gave a gasp of pleasure when he felt her slick hot tongue lapping and teasing his tender balls.
"Ummmm," Joy murmured, "Ummmm!" Her red wet tongue lashed eagerly over his flopping young balls.
Tammy and Jim watched with amusement for a moment, and then Jim winked at his niece and sneaked up behind Joy. Her plump round ass was raised high in the air as she bent to lick Rob's balls. Jim had a very good view of her lewdly exposed pussy, a golden-fringed line of moist swollen scarlet flesh. Salivating heavily, he picked his target, the ripe puffed lips of her cunt. He stuck out his tongue and licked rapidly into the steamy wet folds of her pussylips.
"Ooooo," Joy cried, "oooo, that feels nice..."
She smiled as she went back to tonguing her nephew's tasty soft nut sac. Jim's rough thick tongue felt fantastically good as it tickled and steamed in the sensitive folds of her pussylips. She felt her cunt starting to trickle a stream of horny juice, and under her tongue she felt Rob's rosy balls starting to fatten and swell.
Tammy, not to be left out of the fun, crept quietly up behind her uncle and eyed his huge bloated red balls. Jim was already fully erect, his huge hairy nut sac as big as an orange. Tammy's mouth watered. She thrust her flushed face into Jim's crotch, stuck out her little pink tongue, and began eagerly lapping his throbbing, fur-thatched balls.
"Ahhhh, yeah," Jim gasped, "Yeah, lick my nuts, honey..."
They were quiet a while then, except for various soft sounds-the juicy licking of tongues on flopping balls and creamy slit, little sighs and moans of pleasure. Tammy broke the spell when she decided to get a little stimulation for herself. Jim was licking Joy's pussy, and Tammy wanted someone to lick hers.
"Hey," she said, "if we could just move closer together, make a little circle, then Rob could eat my pussy. I'm not getting any action back here."
There was quick agreement, and they formed a small circle, faces thrust into crotches. Rob stared at Tammy's cute little pink slit and saw that his pretty cousin was already aroused and eager, her pussy moist and swollen and gleaming. He stuck out his tongue and wriggled it eagerly into her tight seeping cunt mouth.
"Ooooo," Tammy squealed, "that's more like it ... Yeah, stick your tongue up my cunt, Rob ... Deeper ... Ohhhh, yesssss..."
The lewd slurpy sucking noises started again, louder now, as each person sought to excite and stimulate the person in front of him. The girls lashed and tickled flopping tasty balls, and the men tongued wet swollen pussies. Soon everyone was gasping and panting with pleasure. Rob and Jim felt their cocks swelling up to near-bursting.
Jim eyed his sister's cute little wrinkled ass-hole. He'd been wanting to get into that snug passage for some time now, but had hesitated because Joy hadn't lost all her inhibitions yet. He decided that tonight was the night. Smearing his bulbous purple cockhead in her slick pussy juice, he pressed the hard glans against her small clenched brownie and pushed. He groaned with excitement as he felt his sensitive prick-head pop inside her exquisitely tight hot anus. Joy gave a shrill squeak.
"Jim, you idiot," she gasped, "you've got the wrong hole."
"Oh, no, I don't, Sis," he panted. "I wanta fuck your ass..."
He pushed in deeper, moaning blissfully at the tight fleshy fit, and Joy let her rectum relax till he was in all the way, his furry balls rubbing her creamy slit. At first she was a little afraid that his huge thick cock might split her tiny tight bumhole, but as he glided deep into her bowels, she felt overwhelming pleasure.
"Oh, my God, darling," she whined, "it feels wonderful ... Yes, yes, Jim, fuck me in the ...?, ass....
Tammy perked up when she heard her mother's words. "Hey, Rob," she said, "let's try that, too. It sounds like fun. Hurry, stick your cock in my ass-hole."
Rob never minded experimenting, so he obligingly pressed the cherry-red head of his dick against Tammy's wrinkled little brownie. He popped in and damn near came, she was so deliciously tight and hot. As he grunted and pushed his erect meat slowly up her searing hot bumhole, Tammy shrieked with excitement and pleasure. It really felt terrific, just like her mother said.
Joy couldn't control her horny excitement and, seeking some outlet for it, she hungrily eyed the cute little wrinkle of her nephew's ass-hole. Panting, she thrust her tongue into Rob's tight brownie, snaking quickly up into his tight tasty rectum. She thrust her tongue in clear to the root, and Rob let out a yelp and rose right off the mat.
"Ohhh, MAN," he gasped, "that feels fantastic, Aunt Joy ... Oh, yeah, don't stop..."
"What's she doing?" Tammy said.
"Got her tongue up my ass," Rob panted. "Feels GREAT..."
Not to be outdone, Tammy took aim at her uncle's hairy wrinkled ass-hole and made her tongue stiff and slick. She started worming it up the hot pungent shithole, and Jim moaned loudly and hoarsely with the intense pleasure of it. In his excitement, he pumped his erect dick even harder and faster in his sister's wonderfully tight steamy bumhole.
The four people formed a writhing, panting, moaning circle of bodies connected by busy cocks and tongues. They weaved and pumped together for long dizzy moments until at last a chain orgasm began, and Tammy and Joy shuddered and shook with violent pleasure, feeling their stuffed ass-holes flooded with sizzling cum. At last the quartet fell apart, panting and satisfied.
"I'm hungry," Rob announced.
They all laughed, and Joy got up to start dinner. She felt completely fulfilled and content, happier than she'd ever been in her life. If anyone had asked her the secret of her glowing joy, she could not have answered, "It's because I fuck my brother." No, that just wouldn't do. She'd only be able to smile smugly, keeping her strange secret to herself.
