As a country, the United States has come a long way since the monumental Code to Govern the Making of Motion and Talking Pictures was published by the Motion Picture Producers and Distributors of America in 1930. That code stated, in part, that the screen will never depict a man and woman in bed together, even if they are fully clothed. "...Sex perversion or any inference of it is forbidden. White slavery shall not be treated. Miscegenation is forbidden. Sex hygiene and venereal diseases are not subjects for motion pictures. Scenes of childbirth, mirrored on the face of the actress or in silhouette, are never to be represented. Children's sex organs are never to be exposed."
Such a Code seems laughable today, but it was a stern fact in the thirties. The much heralded Sexual Revolution and increased education brought down that restrictive code shortly after World War II ended. Today, in sexual behavior, it would seem that almost anything within reason goes, as long as no one is injured by it. Even bestiality is getting a second look by some people, and in some parts of the world. But, of course, there is nothing new about bestiality. It is a fact that in the Canons of the Catholic Church, when a person confesses he or she had sexual intercourse with an animal, that the priest must determine whether the person has any affection for the animal before the extent of sin can be determined.
About the only thing that hasn't been changed by the Sexual Revolution seems to be the public's opinion of incest. Incest has always been an understandable taboo with our society; the reasoning for it being the well known and proven fact that the human species has a tendency to degenerate with inter-breeding. Mental and physical weakness are magnified when interbred without new genes to counteract specific attributes.
However, since the development of almost 100% safe contraceptive devices, it would seem evident that the only valid reason for denying incest has been eliminated.
Motion picture and television script writer Rod Craymore has taken a close look at a typical American housewife who suddenly lets go her long pent-up inhibitions and starts doing exactly what she feels like doing. The result is The Hungry Sister, a rollicking tale of brother-sister love in which the neighborhood pet and his young master ultimately (and delightfully) get involved.
No discerning reader can fail to understand the plight of young Nelly Beale, married to a disinterested older man, and unsatisfied sexually and emotionally. She is "bitchy" and a "nag", and she is the first to admit it. Out of boredom, the sensually alluring young wife teases her impressionable fourteen year old brother ... a "teasing" which rapidly turns to a devastating seriousness as her own hungers devour her inhibitions.
It is Nelly, bigger than life itself innocent and still fresh even after her fall from grace who asks the most pertinent question of all: "If my brother is happy, if my husband is happy because I'm now a contented woman, and if I'm happy ... then who is to say that what I've done is wrong?"
Who indeed? Can we, as a society, dictate what is right or acceptable sexual behavior. If so, then can we not dictate religiously ... politically?
It is precisely because of the questions that Mr. Craymore raises (and deliberately leaves unanswered) that we are publishing this book. Mr. Claymore's philosophy seems to be that every person must be his own judge and jury in order to find personal happiness.
And that is a subject worthy of any debate ... any book.
-The Publishers
CHAPTER ONE
As the evening shadows descended on the house at 75 Davis Street, Holtsville, Florida, Nelly Beale stood at the kitchen window staring out into the night. There was a far away look of loneliness etched on her small oval shaped face. Her full ripe lips were drawn up into a pout, and her strawberry blonde hair hung in rippling waves down her back and shoulders. At twenty-nine, her sensuously well formed body was youthful and slender, and Nelly looked much younger than her years.
The small town where she and her husband lived was just like many other small villages spread out over the state of Florida. Nothing exciting ever happened, and the weather was hot and humid in the summer ... leaving most people too washed out to care. With Nelly it was different. She seldom saw her husband who worked many long hours at his job, and there was no social life to speak of, leaving her bored and restless. Her days were filled with the dreary chores of housekeeping, ironing, and shopping for bargains to save money. Evenings, while her husband watched television, she sat in silence beside him, sometimes she knitted or crocheted and dreamed ... dreamed of her Prince Charming on a white charger rescuing her from her boring existence.
As she turned from the window she sighed and thought, God! There must be something more to life than this. I'm actually a prisoner in my own home! Closing the kitchen door behind her, she slowly walked to the den to join her husband in front of the television.
"Finish the dishes, honey?" Sam Beale mumbled as Nelly dropped into the chair beside him, never taking his eyes from the screen. The young wife mumbled "Uh-huh" and turned to stare at the picture in front of her.
Sam was watching his regular Tuesday night shows, and he barely heard his wife's answer, not really caring. At forty-two, he was already an old man ... old and tired from working early morning until late evening as the manager of a local chain supermarket. He was a small man, slightly graying, and had worry wrinkles around his eyes and carved into his forehead. He seemed to be forever worrying about his job ... how much money he made ... and how much money he could save for the day when he'd have to retire. And, he was an old-fashioned man when it came to his wife, for he believed she should stay home and take care of his needs and his home. He would never have a wife working and making him look bad. No sir! She would just have to live on what he could make and be satisfied.
Sam and Nelly had been married since she was twenty-two, but lately, he had sensed his wife was not happy. Due to his physical exhaustion after a long day at the store, he had gradually lost interest in the finer points of physical love. He instinctively knew he couldn't satisfy his healthy young wife's sexual demands. Christ! he thought, if she worked as hard as I do, she wouldn't care either. Still, though, he wasn't impotent and he did feel the need of sex ... occasionally. The trouble was, during the last few months Nelly had become unconcerned with him, and it was like fucking a foam rubber mattress. His sensitivity told him that her "disinterest" was brought on by his inability to bring her to climax with his lovemaking; and it seemed obvious that she thought he was past his prime whenever he had a premature ejaculation. Only he knew better! He was just too tired and wanted to end it quickly; besides, he knew that sometimes he became as excited as a young bull when a sensuously dressed young female customer wiggled down the aisle of his store. And there was another thing that made him realize he was still in his "prime", he enjoyed a very healthy reaction to his collection of graphic erotica! Maybe, he thought, I'd be better off if I just jacked off and never tried to make love to her, but sometimes I get so horny that I think I'm going to die unless I ram my cock into Nelly's tight little cunt.
Unknown to his wife, Sam had started collecting erotic photographs a few months ago and had them under lock and key in the desk drawer where he kept his important papers. Nelly usually got bored and went to bed first, giving him the opportunity he needed to study the lewd poses of the naked men and women together, or women together, and sometimes women and animals!
Making love to his wife afterwards felt good and always gave him the release he needed, but at the same time it left him with an emptiness; a feeling of quickly suppressed guilt, when he didn't satisfy her...
Nelly turned to her husband as he lumbered up from his chair, "You going to stay up and watch the late show?"
"Yeh, it's one I haven't seen. It's got Gary Cooper in it, and you know I never miss one of his movies," Sam answered as he moved to the set and changed the station.
"Well, I'm going to bed. I can't look at another second of those crummy commercials." Saying her good night, disgustedly, Nelly slid out of the chair and left the den.
No sooner had the door closed behind her, than the older man turned from the television and listened intently for a minute. Then, quietly he crossed the room to his desk and turned on the reading light. Taking a key from his pocket, he unlocked the drawer and pulled out a sealed brown manila envelope he had received the day before and hadn't found a chance to open yet. Using a letter opener, he slit the top and reached inside to pull out five glossy black and white photographs. Pausing for a moment he listened for sounds of his wife, and hearing none, he sat down at the desk and spread the prints out in front of him.
The first photograph was of a beautiful young naked woman lying on her back with widespread thighs. Her hands were on each side of her glistening vaginal lips and were spreading them apart, showing the swollen fleshy layers of her wide open pussy. Beside her stood a completely naked man holding his long hard cock only inches away from her waiting vagina. Sam could almost feel the warm tightness of the woman's cuntal passage grasping his own slightly aroused penis.
Nelly's excited husband moved his eyes to the next photograph and drew in a sharp breath as he saw the lust-contorted face of the voluptuous woman sitting astride the naked body of a man whose face could not be seen. The man was lying on his back at the edge of the bed and had his penis buried to the hilt in the vagina of the woman above him. Standing by the side of the bed was a second man, holding onto the headboard for support as he thrust his long hard cock into the woman's widely ovaled mouth. Her eyes were closed and a lewd smile was on her face as she seemed to swallow the entire length of his thick shaft.
Sam could feel his painfully erect penis throbbing against his shorts and, without taking his eyes from the lust-provoking pictures, he reached down and unzipped his pants, letting his pulsating thickness leap to freedom. Jesus God! Wonder what it would feel like to have my cock sucked like that? he thought as he sub-consciously stroked his rigid pole of hot flesh.
He could see the testicles of the man on his back drawn up tightly into the scrotum, as though all of the skin had been needed to further enlarge his already mammoth cock. The cheeks of the woman's ass shone like warm white marble in stark contrast to the black pubic hair of the man below her. Her puckered little anus was nestled up between rounded buttocks like a tiny brown mouth.
Sam thought this was the most lust-inciting photograph he had ever seen until his eyes moved to the next pose. Goddamn! he whistled as he saw the two people entwined together in the "sixty-nine" position of oral sex. Lying side by side the naked man had his tongue buried in the splayed-open slit of the woman's pussy. He seemed to be drawing the fleshy vaginal lips up into his mouth as though he were a baby sucking for milk.
He could see the man's thick rigid cock completely enveloped in the naked woman's widely stretched mouth. Her face was billowed out like an air-filled balloon, and her eyes were closed in rapture. The woman's legs were wrapped tightly around the man's head, and her fingernails were biting into his buttocks. She seemed to be pulling him in as close as possible in order to devour the entire length of his huge penis.
Nelly's husband sat with eyes bugged out and mouth watering. His tongue hung lax and his breath was coming in ragged gasps as he stared in awe at the lewd sight of this salacious photograph.
Deeply aroused, Sam could think of only one thing he wanted ... release! God! he thought, I sure would like to eat Nelly's pussy like that, and have her suck me off at the same time! A frown crossed his features as he remembered his puritan parents who had taught him to beware of people who were sexually perverted. God, he knew he'd never be able to break through his earlier teachings, but he had no compunctions against fucking his beautiful young wife, and that's just what I'm going to do now. Jesus Christ! Sam thought. One plunge into her hot little cunt and I'll probably go off like a cannon!
Quickly he pushed the photographs into the drawer and, with his mind filled with lewdly exciting thoughts of the ecstasy to come, he forgot to relock the desk.
In the bedroom, an unhappy Nelly had gone to bed and fallen into a restless sleep. Suddenly there was a crash in the hall and she awoke with a start. Reaching for the lamp she clicked on the light and saw her cursing husband come into the bedroom. Sam was limping, and he seemed surprised to see the light on and his wife wide awake with a questioning look in her eyes.
"What happened?" she asked, "Something woke me up!"
"You're goddamn right something awakened you!" he snapped. "If I've told you once, I've told you a hundred times ... don't leave chairs in the frigging hallway." Sam sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed his shin. "I could have broken my damn leg!"
A slight grin crossed Nelly's features as she thought, with bitterness, Good enough for you. If you'd come to bed with me, you wouldn't be running into chairs in the dark. You're always too tired to do anything with me, yet you stay up half the night watching a stupid cowboy movie that's older than I am.
Muttering angrily, Sam undressed and climbed into bed beside his lovely young wife. Without a second's hesitation, he turned on his side and placed his hand on the soft warm flesh of Nelly's melon-like breast and began a slow caressing. With the other hand he encircled his painfully erect penis and began stroking its thick shaft up and down. Christ! My cock is so hard that the banged leg didn't even affect it! Feels like I'm about to cum already. Got to stick it in her little cunt ... before I shoot my load all over the bed.
His young blonde wife had tensed at the contact of his hot hand on her breast and knew what was coming next. When Sam came to bed and reached for her, instead of turning his back, it meant he wanted to make love to her. She lay without moving when she felt him move his hand away and, with unblinking eyes, saw him lift the sheet and toss it to the foot of the bed. The coolness of the night air on her naked body, sent goose pimples racing over her flesh. With a dull feeling of resentment, she saw him lift himself up and climb between her legs, using his knees to lever her thighs farther apart. Her eyes were drawn down to where his long hard cock was standing out from his black stubbly pubic hair. She stared in apathy as she saw him guide the lust-swollen tip of it toward her unprepared and unresponding vaginal slit.
Oh God! she thought, how I used to want to have him make love to me! It had been a long time since she had reacted to her husband's inadequate love-making, but it was not that way in the beginning. She had trained herself to lie quietly and unmoving while he emptied his hotly churning sperm high up inside her belly. Frequently, he left her aroused in spite of herself, and when that happened, it was impossible to go to sleep afterwards. Then, she would be forced to go to the bathroom and finger herself until she reached a climax. The young wife not only felt the necessity of doing that, but felt a combination of humiliation and guilt as well. How she hated him when this happened!
Filled with impatience now, Sam moved his hotly throbbing cock up and down the wet open slit up between his wife's legs, parting her resilient pussy hair and trying to get as much lubrication as he could from the unresponding vaginal lips. Once in position, he pushed into her, feeling her tight little cunt part reluctantly as his lust-thickened hardness slid up into her belly. He could feel little muscular tremors throughout her warmly clasping pussy, quivering that she was obviously trying to control. God! he thought angrily, it's just like fucking into a dressmaker's dummy for all the response I get.
Too aroused now to care whether she responded or not, Sam brutally began fucking into her with long hard strokes that jolted her entire body. He would satisfy himself, and to hell with the frigid bitch. Spurred on by his uncontrollable lust, the older husband rammed into his wife with pile-driving force. He could feel the relentless build-up of pressure in his testicles to the point where he was incapable of holding back his ejaculation ... even if Nelly had been enjoying it.
Sam felt the throbbing head of his cock suddenly grow like a mushroom, and then it was jerking deep up inside her tightly ensheathing cunt, spewing out spurt after spurt of white-hot semen. It filled her vaginal cavity and flowed in a cloudy silver stream down past her little brown anal ring, across her nakedly rounded buttocks, and dripped lewdly down onto the bed.
Nelly willed herself not to feel anything, but her love-starved young body betrayed her; just as she could feel the tremulous beginnings of unwanted desire rippling in warm waves of pleasure in her loins, she felt her husband's explosion inside her vagina and bitterly she knew ... knew it had happened again! It always happens this way! The moment my body begins to respond, it's always too late, she thought. The minute she began to moan or squirm under him, she would feel her husband's premature ejaculation ... then nothing but his cum burning in her belly and her unfulfilled need! "No ... not yet, please..." Nelly moaned in frustration, but even as she spoke, Sam was already rolling off her to lie peacefully on his side of the bed. A moment later he was asleep.
"Good Lord! How can I go on like this? What in hell am I going to do?" Nelly asked under her breath, feeling the tears welling up in her eyes. She turned to say something to her husband, forgetting that he was already asleep, and saw his wetly deflating cock was lying across his leg. Staring in indignation at the drops of seminal fluid dripping from the tiny slit at the tip of his now flaccid penis, the aroused young wife knew that something had to change, and soon, or she would go out of her mind. A lover? Quickly, she shuddered as her thoughts went back once again to the one time, five months ago, when she had tried to escape her boredom, but had fallen into an even more horrible trap.
She had just finished shopping and was stepping off the curb to cross the street when she was startled by the honking of a car's horn right next to her. Turning to see what the commotion was all about, she heard a voice calling to her, "Nelly ... Nelly Allen!" She had been pleasantly surprised to see Tom Clarke, an old boy friend from school days, waving to her. A shiver of excitement coursed through her body as she heard him use her maiden name.
Waiting on the sidewalk for Tom to park his car, she recalled the hot and wonderful days when he had been the star football player whom she had dated steadily in high school. Many times they had come close to going too far while petting in the back seat of his car, but she had always stopped him just before it happened. One time she had even grasped his penis to keep it from entering her, and he had cum all over her hand. Then he had moved to another city with his parents, and they had corresponded for a few months before gradually drifting apart. This was the first time she had seen him since he had left Georgia.
Grinning in delight, Tom ran up, grabbed her and hugged her, then held her at arm's length and said huskily, "I never thought I'd see you again, Nelly. Why did you stop writing me?"
"Because ... what was the use? You were gone for good!" Nelly frowned, remembering the tears she'd shed over him after he'd gone away.
"Why? I've never married. I've never gotten over you." Tom whispered.
With his arm still around her shoulders, Tom led her away from his car, saying, "Come on, let's go to the hotel and talk about old times ... over a drink."
Nelly was caught up in the excitement of the moment and it felt so good to be desirable again that she didn't refuse his invitation. She knew it was wrong, but she had never had much resistance to Tom and his infectious laughter and witty conversation.
Animatedly laughing at the hotel bar, Nelly made no protest when her former boy friend swept his arm around her shoulders and nuzzled up against her neck, "What have you been doing with yourself? Nelly, you don't look a day older!"
"Oh yeh! Well, it's no thanks to my husband! Frankly, I'm bored to tears. Sam works all the time and there's no excitement left!"
Tom arched an eyebrow and asked, "Do I know Sam? I don't think I went to school with him, did I?"
"No! Sam's older than we are." Her lip curled in disgust as she continued, "Yes! He's older than we are and when I say old, I mean old."
"Well then, hell, let's not talk about your husband. Let's talk about us." He was still talking about the "old days" when they downed their third drink and started the fourth.
Gently pecking at her ear, Tom whispered, "Remember the groovy times we parked at lover's lane? Remember? You had a wild body ... and still do! I really had the hot's for you! And still have!"
Nelly blushed and stammered, "Uh ... yes-ess..."
"I remember the time you took my cock in your hand and I came in your hands!" the young man laughed, "God! what a hot little number you were ... but, I also remember you were a big tease ... too!"
"Yes, I remember all those things, but I'd forgotten until you reminded me." Nelly could feel the tickling fingers of forbidden excitement spreading throughout her body at his lewd words. He shouldn't be talking like this, she thought. After all, I'm a decent married woman. But, at the same time, a warm moisture of readiness was dampening her panties, and she ground her thighs together to ease the insane tingling up between her legs. Little warning voices were shouting at her to go home, but she remained ... basking in the warm glow of his admiration as she sighed, "Tom, I'd forgotten that I'm still young."
Nelly felt giddy and goosepimply all over, and she knew that the three drinks she'd had were taking their toll when Tom said without warning, "These damned drinks are too expensive. I've got a bottle in my room. Let's go there and have one ... besides, it's more private."
The young wife knew she should say no, should run to the protection of her own home, but her hopelessly aroused body was in control now, and her need for love and the bitter-sweet ecstasy of the gentle caresses of this handsome man made it impossible for her to do anything but follow his lead. "All right, Tom," she mumbled, feeling a weak quivering almost akin to fright in her belly.
Tom couldn't keep his hands off her sensuously curved body as they rode upward in the elevator to the tenth floor. Each of his caresses became more bold, more tantalizing than the last, and Nelly's quivering had turned to a trembling which came from the undeniable knowledge that she wanted him to hold her and make love to her ... a gift from the God's, that's what it is, she thought.
"I need you, baby," the young man whispered in her ear as they walked down the hall to his room. "I've needed you for a long time."
"Oh God, Tom. We ... can't." Nelly stammered drunkenly, knowing that they could, and they would. Her excitement built when she felt his arm going around her waist and his hand cupping and caressing her breast, under her blouse. Finally, unable to control her shameless desire any longer, she thought, What the hell! Who will ever know? Certainly not Sam! He'll never know the difference! Besides, she'd never wanted anything as much as she wanted this virile young man to make love to her.
Tom kissed her passionately as soon as they entered the hotel room. Pulling her to his chest and forcefully crushing his mouth against her wetly parted lips, he drew her tongue up into his mouth, sucking on it as she thrust it forward deep into the wetness of his mouth. Oh God ... his kisses were like hot, burning fire to her! Nelly moaned with run-away passion as she felt him slip his hand up under her skirt, sending tiny licking flames of passion surging throughout her love-starved body.
Small ripples of delicious feeling raced through the tips of her pliant melon-like breasts as he rolled them maddeningly between his thumb and forefinger, and she thought she'd go insane from the growing heat of desire up between her legs.
Easing his mouth away from hers, Tom whispered in her ear, "Let's take off our clothes ... now!"
Again the full realization of the terrible thing she was doing struck her, and the thought of running away from Tom flickered through her conscience; but the trembling young blonde doubted that her legs would even carry her to the door; besides, she wanted him to make love to her ... and bring her to the orgasmic release she desperately needed. The thought of his virile young cock up inside her soaking wet vagina made her writhe in wanton surrender.
"Come on!" Tom said as he freed her from his embrace and began quickly removing his clothes.
Nelly stood beside him, frozen, as he came nakedly toward her, his long hard cock standing straight out from his loins.
"No ... Tom ... Oh God! I can't. I'm ... I've never done that to Sam, before." she quaked, her hopelessly aroused body refusing to turn away from the promise offered by his thick virile penis throbbing only inches in front of her.
"Get your clothes off, now." the lust-filled young man rasped. "You goddamn prick tease! You were always like that ... drive a man out of his mind and then say 'no'. " Then, without warning, he seemed to go insane. He reached for the front of her clothes and, with one savage yank, ripped them away from her body and dropped the shreds to the floor. He lifted her and threw her on the sagging hotel bed, throwing himself on top of her and tearing at her brassiere and panties like a madman. He'd gone berserk! Jesus God! Help me ... the man is a maniac! Nelly thought.
She fought with all her strength to get away from him, but it was no use! He was too strong for her, and his look of hatred when he viciously slapped her across the face silenced her screams. In utter defeat and silent pain, she suffered the monstrous rape of her tremblingly fearful body. He had cum within seconds, and there had been none of the promise, none of the hope of good sex. He'd left her just as aroused as she had been before.
The sadistic molestation had left Nelly bruised in body and spirit ... bruises that would never leave her mind. After Tom had brutally raped her and filled her ravished vagina with his vile sperm, the young wife had let him lead her back down the back service elevator to his car, and then drove her home. He had wrapped his coat around her to cover her ripped clothes and, with an empty look in his eyes, had said not a word ... not afterwards in the hotel ... not on the drive to her house ... not when she threw his coat out the door to him. As she watched him drive away, she vowed never again to let a man touch her; only Sam and then, only because it was her duty...
Now as she closed her eyes in surrender to the inevitable restless night awaiting her, Nelly knew there was more than one kind of brutality: Her husband's kind, and the sadistic depravity of her ex-boy friend. There was absolutely nothing ahead for her, nothing but loneliness and boredom. She was married to an old man who was already over the hill, and trapped in this house with nothing more to do than clean and cook.
Suddenly, her eyes flew open as she remembered the telegram she'd received yesterday. Oh Christ! Not only did she have to live with a worn-out husband, but tomorrow she was going to be saddled with a brat of a kid brother, Billy, who was coming to stay with her for the summer. God! she thought, what on earth can I do with a teenage boy? Watch television all day too? Well, hell no, I refuse! The little brat will just have to entertain himself Will it never end ... this mental torture?
With nightmarish thoughts in her tortured mind, Nelly tossed and turned all night. In the morning she got up with a violent headache. Climbing slowly out of bed, she put a robe around her naked body and padded into the bathroom for a tranquilizer. The only way she could get through days like this was to force her mind into a state of oblivion, and the two tablets she swallowed would do this for her. Bitterness against her husband filled her mind, and as she stared into the bathroom mirror, she thought, Good Lord! I'm becoming a nasty, nagging shrew. It even shows on my face. My mouth is drawn up in disgust; and it's only 8:30 in the morning, and I'm already on tranquilizers. What am I going to do? She squeezed her eyes tightly shut, turned from the mirror, and forced herself to meet the harsh reality of a new day.
She had a full day of cleaning, grocery shopping, and preparing dinner ... every day the same, she thought acidly as she stepped into the shower and let the warm water flow over her weary body.
Mother's telegram had said Billy was due to arrive at 5:00 p.m., she really had to pull herself together before then.
CHAPTER TWO
Nelly arrived at the bus station a few minutes before Billy's bus was due. She stood impatiently smoking a cigarette and remembering the last time she'd seen her brother; she couldn't imagine him being anything but a pestering little tattle-tale with red curly hair, a whining voice, and fair skin that freckled when he was in the sun. He must be an awkward adolescent now and, like most fourteen-year-olds, he would probably be a smart-alecky spoiled brat.
The musing young wife had no idea that a great many changes had occurred in her brother. She had no way of knowing how excited Billy Allen was about his trip to visit his older sister. He had been a little frightened at first, but as the miles rolled past he became more and more excited. The bus ride had been long and tiring, but he had been far too anxious to relax. Leaning his head back against the seat, he watched the scenes flash by the speeding bus. Gradually, though, as he caught sight of the mirrored images in the bus window, his attention was drawn to the boy and girl in the seat opposite him. It took him a couple of minutes to really figure out what was going on, and his heart began pounding wildly as he saw the young boy's hand under the girl's blouse, lewdly caressing her naked breast. The girl's eyes were closed and little sighs of pleasure were escaping her lips. Then, he saw the young girl reach up and pull the boy's mouth down to hers, and they kissed long and passionately while the boy continued his indecent plundering.
Billy could see the bulge in the boy's pants, and knew he had an erection, but he was even more excited to see the girl brazenly reach down and caress the outline of the bulging penis. Billy was deeply embarrassed at the open display of passion, and averted his head so they wouldn't know he was watching them ... but all this while keeping his eyes locked on their reflected images on the window. He saw the girl reach for her sweater and put it in the boy's lap, and a moment later saw her hand pumping up and down under the sweater.
Oh God, she's jacking him off! The salacious sight of the movements of the girl's hand had aroused him to the point where his entire body was throbbing, and he tried to hide his own painfully pulsating erection by putting his hands in his lap. Billy was small for his fourteen years and was slow in maturing sexually. He had all the normal feelings of a growing boy and, although small in stature, there was nothing wrong with his youthfully budding penis. He reacted the same way to the lewd spectacle of the boy and girl's brazen display of lust as any normal man would. The only difference being that the young boy was too shy to be interested in girls, and the only sexual satisfaction that he'd known was through masturbating.
He heard the boy groan suddenly and, in spite of himself, looked over toward the couple. The girl, about seventeen, caught his glance and held it her lips curled up in the knowledge that she had known he was furtively watching. Billy's flaming face was almost the same color as his red hair as the bus pulled into the station, and he couldn't wait to get off the bus and away from the derisively smiling girl on the seat opposite him. As soon as the bus stopped, he got up, grabbed his bag, and headed for the door.
It had been almost six years since he'd seen his sister Nelly, and he really wasn't sure he would recognize her. His eyes swept the crowd of people in the waiting room and hesitated on the voluptuous woman advancing toward him. The strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, and familiar features finally convinced him she was his sister.
"Billy! Billy, you have grown!" Nelly smiled as she reached out and hugged him to her. "Well, well, my little brother is a big handsome man now!" Kissing him full on the lips, she thought, Christ, the kid looks halfway civilized intelligent, even! Maybe, the summer won't be such a bust after all. God knows, it'll be someone to talk to anyway.
"Hi, Sis," he stammered, blushing a beet-red. He was surprised at the sexy way his sister had kissed him and much to his embarrassment, he felt his earlier erection coming back. Nelly sure was a beautiful woman. The sensuous curves of her fleshy hips, the smallness of her waist, and the proudly up-thrust breasts were enough to excite any man. Chagrined and feeling an utter fool, he followed Nelly out of the room, holding his suitcase awkwardly in front of him to hide his obvious erection.
Meanwhile, Nelly was exuberant at the sight of her handsome brother. She had thought he would still be the sniveling brat she had left behind when she'd gotten married and left home. She was thinking about how nice it was going to be to have someone to talk to, when she inadvertently caught sight of the bulge in Billy's pants. She was stunned for a minute, wondering what could possibly have turned the boy on ... and then there came the abrupt realization that it had to be her kiss on his mouth. The shocked young wife was equally stunned to feel a slight twinge of excitement in her tingling vagina at the knowledge that Billy found her sexually attractive. The little devil! I guess he's more of a man than I supposed. Some half formulated, quickly suppressed, thoughts came to mind, and she wondered what it would be like to have a gentle, but virile young boy as a lover. Amused at the embarrassment on Billy's face and at the way he tried to cover the elongated bulge in his pants, she deliberately took away his only protection by saying, "Put your suitcase in the trunk of the car." She held the trunk lid open while the young red-faced boy stowed his bag. Then, he quickly turned and got into the car. He was silent and obviously very nervous as she drove out of the parking lot and headed in the direction of their house.
Feeling guilty at her sadistic little trick, Nelly tried to put him at ease, "How's the family Billy?"
"Just fine, Sis," he answered, nervously watching her out of the corner of his eyes. "Mom says give you her love." He was forced to turn away because her mini-skirt had ridden up to mid-thigh, showing sleek, nylon-encased legs.
Billy had been stunned by his lushly voluptuous sister and disoriented at the effect she was having on him. Her sensuously tilted breasts, full rich thighs, beautiful strawberry blonde hair, and lovely face were all very exciting to him, but it deeply disturbed him in a quiet sort of way to have these sexual feelings toward her.
His thoughts were disturbed by her saying, "Tell me about your school ... your girl friends. What do you do for fun?"
"Ah, Sis, you know how school is. Homework ... studying all the time ... it's just a plain bore."
"Hasn't changed a bit since I was in school," Nelly snorted. She glanced surreptitiously at his lap, his erection was still as big as ever. Grinning impishly, she said, "I bet you have a lot of girl friends in school though! After all, you're a handsome young man, and high school girls do like good-looking boys!"
"No ... ooo," the embarrassed young man stammered. "I ... I don't have any friends. I just mostly read and stay home." This was a painful subject for Billy because he was shy and it was hard for him to make friends, so to make it easy on himself he stayed alone the biggest part of the time.
"Oh, come on, Billy, you mean you don't have a string of girls running after you? I bet you drive them nuts."
"Sis, I ... I never even kissed a girl, much less dated one." the young brother was practically stuttering from his feeling of inadequacy. He wished his sister would just drop the subject, but he supposed she was only trying to be nice.
Suddenly, it dawned on Nelly that her young brother was actually telling the truth, and her heart went out to the lonely little boy sitting next to her. The poor little bastard is shy . , . too shy to make friends ... much less get involved with girls! She felt a strong attraction toward him that was not altogether understandable, but she recognized it as partially maternal ... partially sexual. She stared straight ahead, silently thinking about the almost tangible sexual overtones she felt, and her unbridled thoughts wandered aimlessly about. The young woman tensed as she began wondering how her own brother's virile young cock would feel inside her. There would be nothing brutal about him nothing sadistic ... only gentleness and patience. It would be so easy to teach a young boy what a woman really craves. Nelly felt the moistness boiling up in her hotly throbbing vagina and trickling out to soak her panties. "Watch it, Nelly Beale," she sternly told herself, "what in hell can you be thinking of? Down, girl!"
"Do you watch television?" Nelly asked too quickly, in a strained voice that startled the boy, "Sometimes," Billy stammered, "but mostly I just read. I like to read." he brightened.
"Well, that's one thing we have in common." Nelly said bitterly. "Sam watches television every night until he falls asleep. I read."
"I remember Sam," Billy smiled; "he used to give me a quarter to go get ice cream."
Yeah, good old Sam, Nelly thought, but this time she kept her thoughts to herself, and the bitterness from showing as she drove into the driveway. "Well, here we are," she said with false gaiety.
Billy was glad to be there. He was tired of traveling and just wanted to relax for awhile and wash the smell of dust from his weary young body. He followed his sister into the house and gazed appreciatively around the room. "Wow! You got a nice house, Sis."
"I guess so," Nelly grunted, then continued sweetly. "Let me show you to your room."
Billy watched her seductively swaying hips as she led the way to the guest room, feeling an urgent tingling again in his loins. Jesus! She was really built! He wondered ... he wondered...
Nelly threw open the door, "Here you are. Your own place. Make yourself at home. If you need anything, just yell." Nelly hugged him again, and the boy felt the soft resiliency of her breasts against his chest. "I'll leave you alone now."
"Thanks, Sis." the young brother said, hoping that she would leave him alone before his erection started showing again. God! Her tits were so soft and she smells so good. But she's got to quit that hugging and kissing shit or I'll go out of my mind.
Nelly was smiling thoughtfully as she went to the kitchen to finish preparing the dinner she had planned. Sam would probably be late as usual and get home about ten o'clock, so she couldn't ask Billy to wait that long to eat. She guessed he was hungry and tired from sitting up in a bus for several hours, and would want to go to bed early. After checking the oven to make sure the casserole was about ready, she went to the dining room to set the table. Her thoughts kept returning to the pleasant surprise of having a handsome young man instead of a whining brat for a house guest. My God! she thought, what's wrong with me? Am I so bad off that I even lust for my young brother? But God, I do wonder ... Shaking her head in disbelief, she went to the cabinet and took down the hidden bottle of brandy and poured a good two ounces. Swallowing it quickly, she rinsed the glass and put it away, replacing the liquor where Sam wouldn't see it. Her husband didn't believe in drinking, or anything else, for that matter ... if it was just for fun.
The brandy left a warm trail all the way down into her stomach, and Nelly almost at once felt better about the lewd thoughts invading her mind. She had just returned the bottle to the cabinet and turned from the sink, when she heard the bedroom door open and a smiling Billy came into the kitchen to say, "That feels better."
"Are you hungry?" the older sister asked.
"I'm starved, Sis, I haven't had anything since breakfast. I'm hungry enough to eat a bear," he answered, grinning shyly at her.
"Then let's eat." She put her arm around his shoulders and led him to the dining room table. The sudden contact of her hand on his shoulder sent chills of turbulent emotion coursing through her body, but not wanting to alarm the young boy, she didn't take it away until she stopped by the table.
"But what about Sam?" Billy paused by his chair, hesitating.
"He gets home too late for you to eat, honey!" Nelly grimaced.
During the meal, Nelly and her young brother talked of family, home, and the boy's future plans. Halfway through the second course, Sam Beale came in the front door and, after dropping his briefcase on the desk in the den, continued on to the kitchen where his wife and the young boy were eating.
"Hello, young man," the older man greeted as he stopped to shake the boy's hand. "See you made it, okay."
"Hi, Mr. Beale." Billy choked out through a mouthful of food as he stood up from his chair.
"Sit down, boy. Sit down and finish your dinner." Then turning toward Nelly he said, "What do you have for me to eat? I'm starved."
"The same thing the hired help is eating," she muttered. "Think you're special or something?" Then grinning to show Billy that she had been kidding, she got up and said, "Sit down, Sam, and I'll get it for you."
There wasn't much conversation after he joined them at the table. He had never been noted for his social graces anyway, and tonight was not different; he was tired and hungry and ate his food rapidly. Nelly watched him under lowered eyelids with a pitying look, and thought, I hate him ... but I feel sorry for him, too. He's a good man at heart.
Finishing the meal, Sam rudely got up from his chair and said, "Come on, son, you and me'll go watch television while Nelly cleans up." Billy looked up at his older sister, but she was already busy clearing the dishes away, so he followed the older man into the den where they sat watching the show on the screen.
Everything tidied up and put away, Nelly hesitated by the cabinet where she kept the brandy. Taking it down from the shelf, she drank directly from the bottle. As soon as her head cleared from the burning amber liquid, she joined the two men in the den. God! how she hated that blasted television! Another evening of the same damned trash. Looks like my little brother isn't going to change a thing, she thought as she sat down and picked up her knitting. She let her eyes drift to the screen where she saw it was another western. Sam just loved cowboys and Indians.
Bitterly Nelly thought, I'll give the bastard something to look at. Because there had been little sleep the night before, the stiff drink of brandy had hit her harder than usual, and she was just tipsy enough to not think too clearly. I wonder what Billy would think if he could see up my dress? Sam will probably have a heart attack, but it'll be a change.
And with that thought in mind, Nelly slowly slid her dress up over her ripely curving thighs, and deliberately spread her thighs as she began knitting. Checking to make sure the edge of her little white panties were exposed, she decided it would show more and yet look accidental if she slid her leg over the chair arm. Satisfied that her position was shocking enough, she said, "Sam, could I get you some coffee?"
Without taking his eyes from the screen, he said, "No ... nothing for me!"
Billy was watching the movie and looked up when he heard Nelly's voice. A sudden jolt of lewd excitement made him gasp for breath when he saw his sister sitting with her legs widespread and her dress hiked up. He was sure he could even see the fringe of her slightly curling pubic hair peeking out of the leg band of her panties. Goddamn, she's so busy knitting, she doesn't know her dress is up. Averting his glance quickly, Billy tried to keep his eyes glued to the screen, but it was just as though some giant magnet was pulling his eyes back to the sight. He was afraid to really take a good look, but the fast glance was enough to show him the mysterious shadows under her panties. He didn't see the amused grin on his sister's face as she secretly watched his discomfort and saw the unmistakable bulge growing under his pants.
In spite of his arousal, the youth was weary. He began nodding his head and, finally, he excused himself and went to his room where he quickly got ready for bed. He had planned to think about the erotic things he'd seen during the day: The girl fondling the boy on the bus, and Nelly's pussy clearly outlined under her tight white panties; but exhaustion overtook him and he was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. The day had been too much for him, but being young, he could forget easily and fall asleep with no problem.
Nelly was surprised when her husband unexpectedly said, "I'm going to bed, too. I'm dead on my feet ... and tomorrow's a big day."
Oh shit, she thought, the one night I'm too excited to sleep and he goes to bed early!
Putting the knitting away, she straightened her dress, got up and followed him down the hallway to the bedroom where they wordlessly prepared for bed and turned out the lights.
The restless sleep of the night before had exhausted the young wife, but still she couldn't get to sleep. Again and again her thoughts returned to her handsome young brother in the next room, and the strange yearnings in her body confused her. Nelly tossed and turned fitfully, her mind filled with disturbing mental pictures of Billy and herself swimming together, dancing together ... then in bed caressing each other. At 2:00 a.m. the intolerable restlessness overcame her, and she got out of bed and wrapped a robe around her naked body.
Quietly, not wanting to awaken Sam, Nelly tiptoed down the hall toward the kitchen for a glass of water and a sleeping pill. Passing the door of the guest room, she saw it was ajar; stealthily she opened it further, then padded into the room.
Billy was asleep on top of the covers and was wearing only his jockey shorts. The older sister could plainly see the outline of his virile young penis, and she gasped from sheer wanton pleasure as she visualized herself caressing it and watching it grow in strength and size. The lewd thoughts caused a choking dryness in her throat and a dull throbbing ache up between her legs as she stood looking down at her innocent young brother.
Unbearably excited, it took all her strength to keep from reaching down and touching his youthful cock. She stood quietly trembling for a moment, watching his even breathing. Seconds later, not even aware of what she was doing, both of her questing hands began caressing her love-starved body.
Suddenly, all control gone, the aroused young wife reached for the belt of her robe and loosened it, letting the garment fall to the floor by the young boy's bed. Without hesitation, she dropped her right hand to the softly curling blonde pussy hair which covered her vaginal slit. Perspiration was flowing freely down across her trembling belly now, and she felt a strange expectant tingling in her vagina. Almost hypnotically, her left hand began to slide down over her nakedly up-thrust breast and on down the flat plane of her stomach where it joined the other hand resting on her pubic mound. With one hand she spread the blood-engorged lips of her pussy and with the other she used her outstretched finger to rub back and forth through her inflamed cuntal crevice.
Moving her body closer to the bed, she continued to finger her quivering vaginal slit which was now only inches away from the face of the sleeping boy. God! How I'd like him to wake up and kiss my cunt and put his virile little cock up inside my belly ... and ease this painful ache!
Quiet moans escaped Nelly's lips as she frantically rubbed the fingers of her right hand back and forth through the buttery flesh of her cuntal passage while squeezing at her melon-like breast with her free hand. She felt the turgid nipple leap to her touch as she tweaked at it, rolling it like a warm rubber bead between her fingers.
The older sister felt a moment of disgust at what she was doing, but the wild hunger invading her love-starved body had to be satisfied. I'll go out of my mind if I don't get release. I can't stop now ... but ... I must be quiet and not disturb Billy. But she really didn't mean it! A part of her wished he would awaken and see her in all her lewd wantonness.
Rubbing harder and harder, her middle finger slid along her moistly quivering vaginal lips to find her clitoris and tease the erect little tip with her fingernail. Lost in the waves of consuming pleasure rippling through her lust-contorted body, she dropped her finger still lower, insinuating it all the way into her tightly sucking pussy, fucking it in and out while massaging her clitoris with her thumb.
Nelly was caught up in the frenzy of sexual stimulation as she moved closer and opened her trembling thighs as far as they could go. She propped one leg on the edge of the bed, and the shock of the cool air wafting over her hotly throbbing cunt made her shudder with ecstasy. Oh God! Oh God! She moaned in quiet abandon. The lewd wet sucking noise of her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy seemed monstrously loud to her, but that didn't deter her in the mad dash to climax. Her body heaved and jerked in time to her whipping fingers; and she secreted heavily, causing her hand to slide easily around the slippery cuntal flesh, occasionally forming a loud suction of its own.
She stared with lust-smoked eyes down at the sleeping boy, then closed her eyes and swayed as she pretended it was his hand up between her legs. Billy didn't move during the lewd finger-fucking that was going on only inches away from his innocent face.
Almost brutally now, Nelly cupped her breast, milking it, pulling at the reddened nipple, pinching and rubbing it with a wild animal-like abandon. She wanted to scream out like a cat in heat from her maddening passion. God! She needed to cum ... she had to cum! Frantically, she rubbed faster against the hardened nub of her clitoris, feeling pain-pleasure until her mind was close to blanking out.
Her breath rasped in short pants as she felt the climax building like thunderheads deep up in her nakedly trembling belly. Oh God! She was going to cum! She moved her pumping hand even faster, scraping her clitoris, forcing three fingers high up inside her hotly clasping pussy and then thrusting them rapidly in and out with all her sex-crazed strength.
Gasping for her imminent relief, the older sister ground deeper up into her wide-open vagina as she began quivering uncontrollably under the pressure that had built up inside her. Suddenly, just as though a spring had broken, her orgasm hit her and she stretched her legs out wide in sudden convulsions; her mind seemed to explode as she fell to her knees in a groaning spasmodic lurch. She didn't want this mind-bending explosion ever to stop ... she wanted it to go on forever. She felt almost like weeping ... like dying ... as the glorious feeling began to subside.
Nelly's satiated body collapsed and for several minutes she lay nakedly face down on the floor, too exhausted to move. Then, wobbling on weak legs, Billy's older sister slowly got up, put on her robe, and groped her way through the darkness to her bed where she immediately fell into sweet oblivion.
CHAPTER THREE
The next morning it took a few minutes for Nelly to remember the events of the night before, and she sighed with contentment as she stretched into total awareness. A slight frown crossed her brow as the thought entered her mind, Good God! What would I have done if Billy had awakened! I must have been out of my mind to pull such a stunt! I've got to be a bit more careful from now on! All shame and self-recrimination was washed away by the young wife's bitterness, and she smiled as she remembered the soul shattering orgasm she had experienced. She knew she should feel guilty, but she felt only satisfaction and joy at the lewd forbidden act she had committed. So what! she thought, languidly getting out of bed, if Sam's incapable of satisfying me, I'll have to do it myself.
Abruptly remembering her younger brother's sound sleep of the night, Nelly decided that he must be awake. She paused a moment and her forehead wrinkled in thought, then she nodded her head as if reaching a decision of some sort. Going to the closet, she pushed clothes aside until she found what she was looking for: a revealing, almost transparent flesh colored negligee. What the hell, it's been wasted on Sam. Might as well let someone else appreciate it! She was humming gaily as she dressed in the seductive ensemble, and was almost breathless with expectancy as she started to the kitchen to make coffee.
Going down the corridor, the glowing young wife stopped by the den to get some cigarettes out of the desk. She had picked up the pack and started to turn away when she noticed the drawer that her husband kept locked was open a crack. God! she thought, that's been locked almost as long as we've been married. Her curiosity got the better of her, and a second later she had pulled it open to see what was inside. Her interest quickened and she gasped and stiffened when she saw several photographs spread out inside the drawer. Repulsed, yet fascinated by the obscene poses of the nakedly entwined men and women, she stood staring at them for a long time. Imagine that, she thought, I never would have suspected Sam got his kicks out of pictures of people fucking. It was only when her hand started shaking that she realized the photographs were having a definite sexual effect on her. Quickly, as if they were hot coals, she threw them back in the drawer and slammed it shut.
She stood there thoughtfully for a long time, then she dimpled as an idea blossomed in her mind. It might be fun to see someone else's reaction, like Billy's ... then tease him a little. Smiling now, she lifted two of the pictures out of the drawer and placed them in a book. Billy-likes to read, she thought, I'll leave this book on the desk and maybe he'll pick it up to look at. , . and the pictures will be too obvious for him to miss. With a lewd grin on her face, she picked up the cigarettes and continued on her way to the kitchen.
Nelly hurriedly made the coffee, then sat down with a cigarette and a cup of the hot black brew. Sam's little collection of dirty pictures had really surprised her ... as had her own reaction to them. But who was she to say anything; Christ! Look what she'd done by Billy's bed last night! That wasn't too bright! Unable to settle her thoughts, she went to the cabinet, reached for the brandy bottle, filled the half empty cup to the brim and downed it. She needed it this morning, and she sat sipping a fresh cup of the hot liquid trying to sort out her emotions.
"Morning, Sis," Billy called from out in the hallway.
"Hi," Nelly was startled at the sound of his voice. "How'd you sleep."
"Like a dead dog."
"Good! I knew you were tired." Nelly said just as the young boy, who was wearing only a pair of cut-off blue jeans that showed his hairless legs, wandered into the kitchen. "I bet you're hungry too," she said, turning around from the stove.
"You bet I am..." Billy stopped in mid-sentence and his eyes flew open in wonder at the sight of his sister's proudly uplifted breasts underneath the filmy negligee. He continued to stare as Nelly sensuously unfolded her body from the chair and went to the stove to cook his breakfast. He could even see the dark shadowy crevice separating her smoothly rounded ass cheeks up above her full sensuous thighs. He felt his errant young penis begin crawling to life at the lewdly inviting sight. God! You can see everything. What the hell am I going to do, he thought nervously. It's only a matter of time before she catches me with a hard-on, and God knows what she'll do ... maybe send me back home.
Nelly could see that her younger brother was uncomfortable and nervous as he became aware of her near-naked body. She smiled secretively to herself while she filled his plate with ham and eggs and took it over to the table. When she set the plate in front of him, she deliberately bent over so her lushly ripened breasts were swaying only inches from his wide open eyes. Then teasingly, she said, "What's wrong, honey? Don't you like my negligee?"
"Ye-e-ehh ... sure ... IT do..." the young boy stammered as he lowered his eyes. Nelly sat down again, and in doing so, let her legs fall slightly apart, knowing that her position would reveal the tempting shadow of her vaginal mound.
Billy stared in wild-eyed wonder, unable to really comprehend the salacious sight. Jesus, didn't she know she shouldn't walk around like that? And that soft smile on her lips. Boy, would I like to kiss her on the lips again! His youthful penis had become rock-hard, and he actually felt sick to his stomach from the painful throbbing of his cock.
Nelly was sadistically enjoying her brother's discomfort and, knowing he couldn't take his eyes away from her, she let her thighs fall even farther apart. His gaze was frozen on her brazenly displayed body as he gulped his food. Then, knowing he had to get out of there fast, he asked to be excused and bolted from the kitchen with a deep sense of guilt at his lewd reaction to his older sister's sensual body.
The brandy had taken its toll, and Nelly giggled in delight as the upset fourteen year old boy ran from the room. She knew it was getting to the kid, and he was unsure of his emotions. It was fun teasing him like this and, after all, it wouldn't do any harm. Just fun!
Billy sensed that Nelly was laughing at him for being such a big baby, but he didn't know how to handle the lewd desire to fuck his sister a desire that seemed to be invading every pore of his youthfully inexperienced body. I can't even be near her without getting a hard on, he thought, God! though, she's beautiful. And her tits are almost the biggest I've ever seen! Quickly, he corrected himself. They 're the only ones I've ever seen! But she's my sister! Billy's tormenting erection in the tight confines of his blue jean shorts, together with the guilt he felt, had unsettled him and he wandered aimlessly around the house, trying to keep out of Nelly's way.
Ending up in the den, looking for a book to read, he saw the one on the desk where Nelly had left it. On closer inspection, he found there were photographs spilling out, and he nonchalantly picked up the book to take a look at them. "Oh wow!" he whistled, then quickly looked around to make sure he was alone.
The first picture showed a woman with her red-painted lips tightly ovaled around a man's thick penis. A gasp of shock escaped his lips and he quickly closed the book on the lewd snapshots. His virile young cock, which had been painfully pulsating in his pants, suddenly felt as if it were about to explode in a hundred pieces. Guiltily looking around, he slowly opened the book again and excitedly stared at the two photographs.
His face was beet red, and his eyes bugged out at the obscene poses of the naked men and women. Jesus! He had never seen anything like this! The second picture was of a man with his head between a woman's widespread thighs and his tongue buried in the fleshy folds of her hair-lined pussy. The lewd excitement caused by the erotic photographs made Billy's knees feel strangely weak, and he realized his wildly jerking cock felt as if it were about to ejaculate inside his shorts. "Oh cripes!" he moaned, "I gotta go where I can be alone and get a better look at this."
Putting the pictures in the book and closing it, he tried to unobtrusively stroll down the hall with it in his hand as though he was going to read.
Meanwhile, an almost drunkenly excited Nelly had been watching her younger brother, hoping his interest in books would lead him to find the erotic photographs. Seeing him pick it up, she had gone back into the kitchen to impatiently wait for his reaction. Then, hearing him walk down the hallway, she glanced out the door and saw the book in his hand, and she knew the fourteen year old had fallen into her trap...
Waiting for a few minutes to give the boy time to be completely engrossed in the pictures, the older sister quietly sneaked down the hall and, her heart pounding in a wild ungovernable excitement, slowly opened the door. She stiffened and was forced to suppress a gasp at the salacious sight of her young brother masturbating.
Billy had taken off his cut-off jeans and was lying naked on the bed with his fingers tightly wrapped around his erect young cock. In his other hand he was holding the photographs and staring at them with lust-filled eyes. His virilely hardened penis lurched with each stroke of his jerking hand as he reached for his release.
It's working even better than I had hoped! Nelly thought, watching with a growing sense of arousal as his reddish cock-head grew longer and larger. Billy's stroking movements became more rapid and his eyelids fluttered. Now, Nelly thought, now! Quickly, she threw the door all the way open and then made a loud gasping noise. "My God, Billy Allen! What are you doing?" she screamed as she slammed the door behind her and stared accusingly down at the fear and guilt frozen youth. "How could you do this? This is terrible! This ... dirty, lewd thing. In my house ... Oh God! Billy!"
Horror stricken, the embarrassed fourteen year old jerked his hand from his rapidly wilting penis and moaned, "I ... I ... I..." Dropping the pictures on the bed and cowering back, he pathetically tried to cover himself with his hands. Violently afraid of what his enraged sister might do, Billy could only stutter like a broken record, "I ... I ... I..."
"How could you do this wicked thing? I let you come to my home to stay, and this is the thanks I get!" The older woman raved as her eyes stared in fascination at her young brother's naked cock, now less than half its size of thirty seconds earlier. Nelly put the back of her hand to her forehead dramatically and said, "I'll have to call mother and tell her what you've done ... tell her to send someone to get you."
The shock of his sister bursting into the room had been intensified by his guilt, and Billy simply was too young to handle the traumatic experience. One convulsive shudder of shame rippled through his body and then he was covering his face with his hands and sobbing abjectly, "Nelly ... Nelly ... I'm sorry ... Nelly!"
Sobered by his unexpected tears and feeling a black wave of remorse at what she had done, the older sister began crying herself. She went over" to the bed and took the weeping fourteen year old boy in her arms like a little baby, rocking him back and forth against her softly quivering breast as she crooned to him. "I'm sorry, baby, I didn't mean to frighten you. Don't cry..." Nelly felt such an overwhelmingly maternal emotion at feeling his head against her breasts that her guilt grew even deeper and she was sobbing just as loudly as he. "Don't cry, baby, we'll talk about it! Oh God! Please don't cry..."
Nelly had known that her brother was a very sensitive boy that had been one of the reasons she was attracted to him! Her concern now was genuine, and she pressed his naked young body closer to her, soothing his tortured mind with gentle crooning sounds and kissing away his tears. Oh God! I only meant it as a joke ... just to tease him a little! Without being aware of it, she had cradled him in her arms so that he was practically sitting in her lap. As she rocked back and forth, murmuring to him, she gradually felt the shame in her own body fading to be replaced by a growing sense of excitement. She glanced down and saw his proud youthful penis was completely deflated now, saw his wiry young thighs, his boyish buttocks. The feeling inside her strengthened and began fanning the smoldering embers of desire in her loins.
Billy couldn't see her sister's face above his head, and thus he didn't see her expression gradually change from a look of concern to a smile of expectant lust as she stroked his shoulders and back, down to the swell of his buttocks. Her crooning changed to a hoarse whisper as the sparks of forbidden need blew through her sensually awakening body. Almost without realizing what she was saying, she blurted out, "Baby, oh baby, you have such a nice butt."
Without breaking her embrace, she used her hand to lift his chin and kissed him passionately on the mouth, letting her wet lips trail across his face with little kisses to his ear where she whispered, "Such nice soft baby skin!"
It took a few moments for Billy to realize that his sister had changed and that her tears had long since stopped. She was not comforting him now; she was saying almost naughty things to him. His tears ceased and, with a feeling of horror, he felt his penis getting hard again. Oh God! I've got to get away. If she sees me getting another hard on, she's liable to get mad again.
This thought was abruptly interrupted as Nelly reached down and placed her hand on his virilely heated cock. A shudder of unsuppressed excitement rippled through him as he felt her trembling hand caressing his hardness into greater strength.
Nelly's glance fell on his lean young body, saw the trust in his eyes, and it was only then that she fully realized what they were going to do together. A faint bubbling of emotion had begun in her love-starved body, and she could feel the hot moisture forming in her warmly tingling vagina.
Glancing toward the lewd photographs lying forgotten on the bed, she saw the picture of a woman sucking a man's cock. Her voice so hoarse that she hardly recognized it, Nelly asked, "What were you thinking about when you were looking at that picture?"
"I ... I ... I don't know," he lied, his face turning beet red again.
"I bet I know what you were thinking," she whispered. "I bet you wished you could do the same thing. I bet you wanted to know how it felt..."
His naked young body was quivering like a plucked bow string, and he couldn't look at her any longer. He turned his head away from her and the obscene photograph.
"Billy?"
"Yeh!"
"That's what you were thinking, wasn't it? You were wondering what it would be like to have your penis in a woman's mouth. Yes?"
"I ... I guess so..."
"All right, baby. I'll show you."
Without hesitation, Nelly took the fourteen year old boy's wildly throbbing cock in her hand and slowly lowered her mouth until her wetly parted lips were circling the blood-filled tip. "Jesus! Cripes, Sis!" Billy moaned. "Je-ee-sus!"
The lewd thought of having her young brother's hotly pulsating penis in her mouth drove Nelly almost over the edge of sanity. The words came boiling out of her subconsciousness as she lifted her hand from his lap and asked, "Baby, how would you like your older sister to teach you all about the art of love-making?"
Billy couldn't believe what he was hearing! He'd never even kissed a girl before, much less thought of a girl taking his cock in her mouth! He'd been aroused before by whispered stories told in the toilets at school, and had masturbated many times, but never in his wildest imagination had he thought of anything as wonderfully depraved or as exciting as this. "I ... I guess ... I'd like it," he stammered, his voice deep with the lewdness of his thoughts.
"All right," the older sister murmured as she held his trembling young body to her barely covered breasts. "Promise not to tell a soul. Cross your heart and promise to keep it our secret ... then, I'll teach you everything!"
Billy wasn't sure that he wanted her to do it, but he was afraid if he said no, she'd call his mother about seeing him "jacking off and besides, his cock was so damned hard that it was killing him! "I . . .I . . .promise, Sis..."
Nelly picked up the other obscene photograph of the naked man kneeling between the woman's widespread legs with his tongue buried in the depths of her pussy. Turning the picture toward him, she asked, "Would you like to do this to me?"
The mortified young boy averted his eyes from her face and stuttered, "I ... I ... goddamn..." Oh shit man! He was so excited and so scared that he thought he felt his erection beginning to die, but it didn't, it only became harder and more powerful.
"Then let me teach you how! I'll let you practice on me."
Trembling in uncontrollable excitement herself, Nelly slipped the negligee off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. "Jesus God!" Billy moaned. He'd never seen such a beautiful sight. His painfully hardened cock throbbed like a run away locomotive, and he could hardly wait for the release that was not very far away.
Deliberately tormenting both him and herself, Nelly spread her satin-textured thighs as she lay nakedly down on her back. Her glistening pink vaginal lips parted of their own accord, and Billy could see dew drops of moisture seeping from the shadowy depths of her quivering cuntal flesh.
The young brother shivered with fascination at the unbelievable sight before him. Having never seen a girl's naked pussy before, for a moment he almost panicked and ran. But then, through the fog of confusion and lust in his brain, he heard the gentle persuasion of his sister as she whispered seductively, "Put your head down between my legs, just like the man in the photograph, and I'll show you what to do, darling!"
With lust-trembling fingers, the older sister reached down and quickly pulled the feverish wet lips of her vagina apart, showing him the nub of her distended clitoris. "Darling, see this? This is a clitoris! It's almost the same thing as a small penis! A man has a penis and a woman has a little mound of muscle and nerve which is the center of her sex, and when you touch it, it feels just as good as my stroking or sucking your cock. Now ... put your mouth down ard kiss it!"
The lewd words were driving him crazy ... and his hard little penis was throbbing painfully. "Uuuhhh ... I I don't know, Sis! I ... I..." the young brother stammered in indecision and his hands were trembling, "it's ... not right ... is it?"
"No! It's all right, honey, all grown men do it." Nelly quavered as her lecherous body trembled with lust.
"Weelll ... okay, Sis ... if you say so." Billy slowly climbed on the bed and knelt up between her legs. Bracing himself with his arms, he lowered his head toward Nelly's wide open vagina, all the time staring in disbelief. When his face was only an inch away from the warmly perfumed flesh before him, he hesitated, a trapped look contorting his lips. The older sister couldn't wait any longer, reaching up with both hands she frantically pulled his face down to her hair-lined cuntal furrow and held his mouth tight against her impatiently pulsing vagina. "Now, just take your tongue and flick it around my clitoris, and then suck it! "Ah ... hhh ... yes! That's it! Oh ... you darling boy! Ahhhhh!"
A convulsive shudder went through the youth's naked body as the musky aroma of his sister's cunt filled his nostrils. He had never thought anything could excite him like this obscene act was doing. Then, without further hesitation, he buried his face in her pussy, experimentally licking the full length of the fleshy pink slit and sticking his fully out-thrust tongue into her wet vaginal opening, just like she'd told him. In no time at all, the youth was nipping at the tiny bud of his sister's clitoris and flicking his tongue in and out of her heatedly trembling cunt like a pro.
Nelly moaned continuously, "Ohhhh ... ugghhh ... oh my God! Baby! It's so good!" Writhing her shamelessly aroused loins up into his innocent young face, the older woman pulled his head in tighter to her vibrating vaginal opening. "Oh, baby ... lick it ... suck it for me," Nelly mumbled as she tossed her strawberry blonde hair back and forth in mounting desire. She'd thought about a man kissing and sucking her down there often enough, but thinking about it was as far as it ever got. Now she knew, and she exalted in the heavenly way it felt.
Her babbling obscene words of encouragement were too much for the young boy and he plunged forward, burying his face in the wet, silken-like flesh of her moist warm cunt, his tongue moving in and out like a small penis.
Nelly let her hands move up and over her passion-flushed breasts as they began to throb, stroking and caressing them, cupping and loving them narcissistically, before reaching down to let her fingers teasingly brush against the back of her brother's neck. She could hear Billy panting and feel his hot breath against her naked flesh as again she slowly peeled her fleshy hair-lined pussy slit even farther apart so he could thrust deeper into her wildly excited depths. One of her hands stroked his shoulders, and he grunted in appreciation as he drew his tongue intently upward through the sensitive flesh of her gaping wet pussy.
Oh cripes! the young boy thought, the taste and smell of her cunt is driving me up the wall! He raised his face and stared down at the tender, smoothly gleaming pussy lips which she held open for him with one free hand; its flushed delicacy was exposed completely to the ravenous hunger of his lust-filled eyes. His heart hammering as though it was about to fly out of his chest, he absorbed the salacious sight before him and began grinding his painfully erect cock into the bedding beneath him.
"Oh God, honey ... don't stop ... don't stop now! It feels so good ... lick it for me, darling! Lick it for your sister," he heard her plead in an erotic trembling whisper.
Obediently, Billy dropped his head once more and plunged the full length of his inexperienced tongue into the tight little hole of her frantically clasping pussy, working instinctively in slobbering subjugation at the widespread flesh of his sister's cunt.
Nelly moaned with mindless passion as the flicking tongue licked and sucked with wild abandon at her sensitively throbbing clitoris. She ground her hips uncontrollably down into the softness of the bed, writhing and squirming, wild little animal-like mewls coming from between her teeth, then she raised her loins up to him, pressing his face into her pulsing hair-fringed opening.
Billy could feel his hammering, rock-hard cock about to explode, and he closed his eyes as wave after wave of lust rippled through his immature young body. He could feel his sister flailing her head from side to side as her fingers entwined themselves in his hair and tried to direct his hungrily sucking mouth to the small lust-distended clitoris. Goddammit! the young boy thought, it's just like sucking on a tit. Tastes so good, too! Uuuuhhhhhhh! He muttered incoherently as he licked upward through the tight damp fissure, nipping at the quivering clitoris with his teeth just as his sister had instructed him.
"Ooohhhh..." Nelly gasped. "Ooooohhhhh . . .it's good . . .lick it . . .suck it ... yesssss, like that!" Her brain was whirling with wild uncontrolled passion. "Don't stop ... baby, don't stop ... Aaagggghhhh..."
The love-starved strawberry blonde felt the first rippling awareness of her impending climax and she began to chant, "Oooohhhhhh ... aaa hhhh ... ooohhh..." Then her voice changed to a scream of ecstasy as she yelled, "I'm cuumming ... I am ... I'm ccuuuummmmmming . . .Aaaagggghhhhh ... I'm cccuuuuuummmmmmmmming!"
Abruptly, the naked older sister was fucking up against the young boy's face, her loins pumping in complete abandonment as the hot spasms of her orgasm tore through her, blowing her mind into fragments. She could see all the colors of the rainbow flashing before her near unconscious mind as the unbelievable sensations of rapture surged in one wave after another upward from her tongue-filled cunt.
The impact of Nelly's tremendous climax hit Billy as a surprise. His eyes stared in wonder as the hot viscous fluid of her orgasm dripped and ran into his mouth. Eagerly, he drank it as if it were a honeyed nectar. Jesus Christ! he thought, I didn't know women got the same kicks as men! She's cumming just like I do, almost.
The young brother was momentarily stunned, but as the jolting tremors ceased and Nelly lay nakedly still in front of him, he became aware of his throbbing cock and reached down to stroke it, trying to ease the horrible pressure, feeling a shared comradeship with his sister and no longer caring if she saw him masturbating.
Looking up, through narrow, half closed eyes, Nelly saw the torment of the young boy and felt an immediate compassion for this beautiful human being who had brought her such deep satisfying release. Reaching for the hand holding his youthful cock, she whispered, "Honey love, come to sister and she'll take care of that big boy!"
Billy let her pull him forward on top of her; he was too overcome with passion to stop her, even if he'd wanted to. He levered up on weakly trembling knees as she pulled his cum-smeared lips down to hers and kissed him passionately, swirling her tongue around and around in his warm moist mouth.
"Now, darling," she mumbled as she pulled her wetly parted lips away from his and kissed him on the ear, "now I'm going to let you fuck me with your young hard cock."
"Oh Jeez! Yes! Sis, I got to! It's killing me-the way it hurts so bad."
"All right, now you do as I tell you." Nelly could feel the muscles of her vagina rapidly coming to life again as she spoke to him in a sing-song voice. Taking his hot, lust-hardened penis in her hand, she placed the pulsating tip of it at the entrance to her warmly waiting cunt and whispered, "Push it in now, baby ... oh God ... push it in! Yes ... oh yes, darling. Aahhh! That's it!"
Billy didn't need any instructions now, as he instinctively rammed his youthfully throbbing cock all the way to the hilt with one smooth forward thrust of his hips, moaning incessantly as he felt her warm buttery flesh ensheath him. The naked young boy quivered from head to toe as he fought the almost overpowering urge to cum immediately. "Oh, Sis! I gotta fuck you now..." he whispered.
Crap man! What's happening to me anyway? I'm going to blow my horny skull, he thought, as age-old instinct made him begin pumping his lust-incited penis in and out of her warmly clasping cunt with deep, rapid thrusts that brought moan after lustful moan from his sister's mouth.
The forbidden sensations of delight inundating Nelly's wildly trembling body resulted in a lascivious enchantment. A weird feeling of power bubbled through her at the lewdly exciting thought of possessing the innocent young body of her fourteen year old brother. His beautiful little cock was hers to control and train anyway she wanted. He was hers physically, mentally, and emotionally; and she knew that this first episode was only the prelude to many hours of rapture yet to come before the summer was over.
Lewd flames of passion sent flickering tingles over the raw nerve ends up between her legs as Billy's slender penis fucked in and out of her cock-hungry vagina. His sperm-filled balls taunted her anal crevice in a blissful rhythm as his lean hips smacked and spread the soft white moons of her upraised ass cheeks further apart with every stroke. Languorously, she wrapped her legs around his boyish hips and rocked in the obscene rhythm of incestuous love with him. She knew he had never fucked a girl before and that she was stripping every iota of innocence from his soul. Now, he belonged to her because she was his first fuck, and she would be his first real love because of it. He would remember her and this moment with pleasure all the days of his life ... no matter how many women he might make love to.
Young Billy was just about to lose his mind from his wildly unbelievable new experience. God! Beating his meat back at home had never been like this! He began to fuck with increased fervor as he felt his climax coming on like an avalanche. Then, suddenly, in shocked surprise, he yelled, "Oh shit ... oh shit, Sis ... I'm going to cum . . .man . . .I'm cccuuummmmmming! I'm cccuuummmming, Sis!"
His lust-swollen cock lurched inside Nelly in a frenzied staccato-like jerking that flooded her voraciously milking cunt with gush after gush of his virile young cum.
As she felt his youthfully spasming penis ballooning in ecstasy, Nelly's second climax unexpectedly exploded in a blinding flash of rapture. Dimly, she realized this orgasm was even more powerful than the one she had received from Billy's tongue-fucking of her vaginal slit. Her nakedly writhing body was convulsed in endless orgasmic bliss as she slowly collapsed in total satiation.
Billy fell across his sister's inert body, his depleted cock pulling out of her cum-soaked pussy with a lewd slurping sound, leaving a string of trailing white sperm between them. The soul shattering climax had left sister and brother in a comatose state, unable to comprehend immediately what had happened to them.
Billy revived from his stupor to find his slender virile cock erect again. He knew that the day would never come when he could get enough of his beautiful older sister ... his need was voracious. Nelly opened her eyes as she felt his naked young body roll over on top of her again. This time, the youth knew exactly what to do, and there was no hesitation as he thrust his hardened young cock far up into her gratefully receiving belly. Unendingly, the two clung together and tasted the sweet nectar of physical love, never wanting it to end ... losing track of the number of orgasms, the number of times each revived the other to fuck again ... and again.
Finally, unable to lift her head, Nelly glanced up at the bedside clock and slowly she assimilated the time. "Good God Almighty! Billy, it's six o'clock! Wake up, baby, we must have fallen asleep."
Leaping out of bed, Nelly and her young brother rushed to the bathroom and with warm soothing water washed away all evidence of their long sweet hours of love-making.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Hey, son, what's wrong with you?" Sam questioned Billy at the dinner table that night. "You look tired, and you're white as a sheet. Are you sick?"
"Ah, I'm okay!" Billy answered sheepishly, turning his eyes down to stare at the food on his plate.
"Well, you should get out and get some fresh air and sunshine. You need some color, boy!" Sam sputtered through a mouthful of food.
"I ... I'd rather read ... don't need no sunshine!" the young boy glanced furtively at Nelly.
"Lying around the house makes you lazy! Make friends with the boy next door and get some exercise. It'll do you good," Sam said firmly, a little provoked at his young brother-in-law for talking back. Children were supposed to be seen not heard.
"You know, Billy, I think Sam may be right." Nelly said.
"You do stay in the house too much, and it's not good for you to be alone all the time!"
Billy anxiously looked across the table at his sister, unable to comprehend her reasoning. He thought he'd pleased her today, and she'd told him he was the best lover she'd ever had ... well, she wasn't sounding like it now! What did I do wrong!
"Whatever you say, Sis." Billy mumbled without lifting his eyes, feeling betrayed and hurt.
The confused fourteen year old boy had no way of knowing that Nelly was not angry with her brother, that she had another motive for making the suggestion. She guessed that Sam might be curious as to why she was so happy tonight. And try as she might, she'd been unable to get rid of the glow on her cheeks. God knows what Sam was thinking; he might even be jealous of her having her brother to keep her company. Not wanting him to guess the real reason, she thought it'd be better to go along with her husband in this matter.
Billy watched television with unseeing eyes, almost feeling an urge to cry. One thing he was sure of; he didn't want to go to bed until he knew why Nelly had agreed with Sam that he should go out and make friends and not stay inside the house during the day. He had to know the reason for her change of heart.
Nelly knew that her young brother was upset, and she wanted to explain, but that would have to wait until Sam went to bed. She forced herself to watch the show as if she were deeply interested in what was happening, all the time watching Billy out of the corner of her eyes. Poor baby, he was really upset, and it was all she could do to keep from winking at him.
At eleven o'clock when the final scene of the movie flashed on the screen, Sam lumbered up out of his chair and said, "I guess I'll hit the sack. Long day tomorrow." Scratching his head and yawning, he started toward the door, then turning, he growled, "Coming, Nelly?"
"I think I'll stay up and watch the news," the young wife muttered. "Might just as well, seeing I've stayed up this late."
"Okay, see you in the morning ... that is if you're awake!" Sam was halfway down the hallway by the time he finished speaking.
As soon as she heard her husband close the bathroom door, Nelly said quietly, "Move over here, honey, so we can talk without being overheard."
"Sis, why did you agree with him?" Billy whispered anxiously, with tears in his eyes. "Did I do something wrong?"
"No, you didn't do anything wrong. It's just that we don't want Sam to become suspicious, do we?" the older sister said placatingly. "We'll just have to be more careful. No more staying in bed all day again." She smiled and grinned impishly, "But that doesn't mean we can't continue our love lessons."
"Whew!" the young boy sighed, "You really had me worried."
"Really?" Nelly laughed. "Does that mean that you like it? That you like your old sister just a little bit?"
"Oh, Sis, you know I do. I love you! I'll always love you." The young brother moaned with a catch in his voice, "You're so beautiful ... and you make me feel so good!"
"That's good," Nelly said as she reached across to where Billy was sitting and put her hand on his leg. "Because you make me feel the same way! I've never been this happy before, Billy. You're a real man. My kind of man!"
Sensuously rubbing his hand up and down the silken flesh of her inner thigh, Billy felt his eager young penis begin to awaken, and he knew it would only be seconds before he had another smoldering erection. God! he thought, there must be something wrong with me! It's awful wrong to make love to your sister ... incest, that's what they told me in sex education! But, she's older than me, and if she says it's all right then ... I just don't care. Besides, it feels so good I can't help myself, even if it's wrong! Looking at her with lust-filled eyes, he said, "Sis, you're the only girl I'm ever gonna make love to!"
Nelly reached her hand over to his head and ran her fingers lovingly through his curly hair. She caressed his neck and leaned forward to kiss him on the ear, then whispered, "No, honey, not the way you love fucking! When you get back to school you'll probably screw the cheer leaders in the hallway." Then with a lump in her throat she continued, "But, I'm glad you think I'm that good!"
An aching pain filled Nelly's heart as she thought about what she was doing to her innocent brother, and for several minutes her mind dwelt on the past three days. Knowing she had done a wrong thing and that she should hate herself for the wicked seduction of her own kin, she thought, Good God! Am I perverted? What's wrong with me? Is this what Sam has reduced me to? Why don't I leave him and find the happiness I need? Why ... why do I stay here in this hell and ruin my own brother's life? I can't help myself! I tried ... but it's no use ... I'm happy ... Billy's happy ... and Sam's the happiest of all! The only important thing to him is that I don't nag, and give him enough privacy to enjoy his lewd pictures. I wonder ... what is the most important ... everyone being happy, or worrying about moral standards? Nelly's bitterness had distorted her thinking, but nevertheless, moments of doubt still invaded her consciousness.
"Look, honey, I'm tired and think I'll go to bed. You get a good night's sleep and tomorrow we'll see." Nelly said wearily.
"Okay, Sis, what you gonna teach me tomorrow?" Billy smiled hopefully. "Something new?"
Nelly brightened and laughed, "My God, you do learn fast, don't you? All right, I'll show you something new tomorrow. What do you have in mind?"
"You're the teacher, Teach!" the young boy grinned suggestively. "But ... how about the picture of the woman's mouth on the man's cock?"
"Well, stand up baby brother, and I'll give you a sample!" Nelly reached for the young boy, pulled him closer to her and unzipped his pants, pulling out his rigid young penis. Taking it inside her soft warm mouth, she kissed it and held its palpitating hardness up to her lips for just a second. Then, after a teasing lick up the full length of his excitedly throbbing penis, she zipped his pants up and asked, "Did you like it?"
Billy's painfully erect cock, was twitching in his pants as he moaned, "Oh fuck, Sis, do it now ... it hurts like hell!"
"Goodnight, horny, see you tomorrow!" With a glint of satisfaction in her eyes, the young wife gaily tripped down the hall, and languidly prepared herself for bed.
Billy followed her down the hall to the bedroom and, to his surprise, immediately fell asleep in spite of the painful arousal.
CHAPTER FIVE
Billy slowly opened his eyes and stretched like a big lazy tom-cat, a smile of expectancy crossing his features as he came fully awake. Today ... today was the day that Nelly was going to take his penis in her mouth and suck it. He'd heard boys talking about cock-sucking, but he'd never thought about what it would be like to actually cum inside a woman's mouth. Just thinking about it happening filled him with a voracious lust so powerful that his young body began trembling. Jesus, I'm really lucky to have a sister like Nelly! And I thought this was going to be a dull summer. Wow! But I wonder why she's doing it? In Family Studies last year old Mr. Marks said it was a perversion! Could she be perverted? Nah! He laughed as he felt his virile young cock hardening beating like a tom-tom.
Meanwhile, the older sister had awakened and her first thought was filled with her young brother and their plans for the day. God! I just can't get enough of him, she thought. I must be sick to corrupt an innocent kid like that. And my own brother to boot. Well, if it's sick, then sick I am and I don't give a damn. She tossed her head flippantly and reached for her sheer nylon wrap-around robe before hopping out of bed and going to the bathroom. After showering and combing her hair into place, she began wondering if her brother was awake yet. Curious, she glanced-at her watch and saw that it was already after nine. Her radiantly glowing face changed to a look of consternation. "Maybe he's already up and I'm too late," she whispered to herself. She had planned to wake him with a kiss on his beautiful cock, just like a wife might playfully do some mornings to her husband.
Rushing down the hall, Nelly quickly opened the door to the guest room and heaved a deep sigh of relief when she saw Billy's tousled head on the pillow. His eyes were open and he had a smile on his face, "Hi, Sis, I been waiting for you," he said as he sat up in bed, letting the sheet fall down, leaving his chest bare. Just the sight of his youthfully immature body caused Nelly to gasp and her heart to race.
"Good morning, honey," she whispered as she walked into the room and stopped beside the bed. Smiling seductively at him, she dropped her robe to the floor and then sat nakedly down beside him. Slowly, with an expertise born of maturity, her hand began to caress his trembling body, beginning with his face and trailing down across his belly. She stopped at his navel as the lower part of his body was still covered with the sheet. "Ready for a mind-blowing lesson, honey?"
"Ye-esss, I ... I was lying here thinking about it!" the young boy's lust-deepened voice shook with emotion.
"I can see," Nelly laughed as she let her hand finally fall to the upstanding hump in the sheet between Billy's legs. "I can see!"
Spontaneously, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her and kissed her awkwardly on the mouth. The older sister felt such a tenderness for him that she pulled him to her breast and pressed his face between the cleft of her twin mounds of soft flesh. Slowly, unsure of himself, the young brother took the right nipple experimentally into his mouth and ran his tongue around it a couple of times before he clamped his lips to it and began sucking voraciously.
"My sweet little baby," Nelly crooned as Billy avidly sucked and licked at her erect little nipples. Oh God! Has anything ever felt so beautiful before! His lips are setting me on fire. Then, the older sister lost all control of herself and was consumed by the flames of her forbidden lust. She ground her teeth together, mewling deep in her throat, and squeezed her moistly quivering pussy together with her thighs.
She was boiling inside, and she moaned continuously at the force of her emotional heat.
Billy's lust controlled body drove him on to more involved motion, and he started kneading Nelly's back, caressing her sides down her bare belly and curving around to her soft warm ass-cheeks as he tried to pull her closer against him.
"Oh God, Sis," he hissed, his mind a separate entity in his desire.
The older woman's hands were moving as if they were butterflies flitting over his upper torso. A momentary pang of quickly suppressed guilt crossed her mind and dimly she thought, This is wrong! Not my own brother, not Billy, sweet sweet Billy ... Dear God! I can't ... I can't! I have to, though. I want to. I've never wanted anything more in my life ... I want to feel and taste his penis in my mouth.
Slowly Nelly's head dropped to the elongated bulge in the sheets, and the young boy groaned as he felt her hand caressing his throbbing cock. Then, as if controlled by an alien spirit, she broke her young brother's grip aground her waist, and threw back the sheets all the way. She gasped in delight as she saw his virilely pulsating penis standing up so proudly from between his legs. Almost reverently, she began making little circular stroking movements on his belly, each circle dropping lower than the one before. She could feel his young muscles tense beneath her roving finger tips, and she trembled with a maddening lust that made her so weak she knew she was unable to stand upright. With a low groan of hunger, she took Billy's straining young shaft in her hands, causing the fluttering sensations in her breasts to move down to her loins, setting them ablaze with an unholy fire. The young boy choked on his own gasping breath but, instead of resisting, he crushed himself against his naked older sister as he muttered, "Oh, Sis, do it to me now. Suck my cock ... now! Please. I'm dying."
"Don't be impatient, honey," Nelly crooned as she bent and kissed the bulbous head of his youthful erect penis.
She smiled tenderly up at Billy and then with tantalizing slowness, moved her hand down to cup his sperm-bloated balls. Her head lowered and his penis throbbed hotly against her cheek as she rubbed her face against its hardness, smelling it, caressing it with her finger tips, and licking the lust-swollen cock-head with little circular movements before flicking her wet tongue down the full length of his virilely extended penis.
"Oh God, Sis, don't stop ... more ... oohhh ... it feels so good..."
Spurred on by his encouragement, Nelly took his desire-engorged shaft deep into the warm wet cavern of her mouth and voraciously sucked the full length of his sweet-tasting maleness. As he moaned out his pleasure, she cupped his sperm-laden testicles with both hands and began a tender massage, manipulating them with innate and loving skill while her throat continued to expand and contract in her increasing desire to suck his gorgeous tasting cock to climax.
Oh! I love it! I love his penis in my mouth! Oh God, what I've been missing all these years! It tastes so good! Nelly's tongue flicked upward along the underside of her young brother's lust-hardened cock as, drawing her lips together, she sawed her mouth up and down the full rigid expanse of his youthful flesh. She sucked with a perfect tempo, with the expertise of an accomplished prostitute, her lips working hungrily over his full length.
Billy watched mesmerized as her soft wet mouth puckered outward and then back in again, his brain an inflamed cauldron of lust now, and his fingers spasmodic on her nakedly quivering breasts as he squeezed them painfully to spur her on to more powerful suckings.
Nelly went wild with frenzied new emotions, thrilling with the erotic fermentation of his cock and testicles, as her saliva increased until it was streaming in a glistening river down around his virile young shaft. Instinctively knowing he would like it, she trailed her tongue down between his trembling legs, licking from scrotum to the rough brown mouth of his anus.
Oh God! I love to fuck my brother with my mouth! Nelly wanted his hot young sperm to gush down her throat and fill her belly. Quickly, she trailed her tongue back over his cum-filled balls and along the slim white shaft. She sensed the youth almost screamed out in pleasure as her wetly parted lips slid down over the swollen head of his cock. Oh she was bringing him so much enjoyment! Her hand trembling uncontrollably, Nelly reached down to her hungering wet cunt and began thrusting her outstretched middle finger in and out of her hotly palpitating pussy.
The older sister continued to lick his madly jerking cock as her lips encompassed the spongy head, then let it sink full-length back into her throat. Her head bobbed greedily up and down as Billy groaned and thrashed beneath her and her own fingers fucked ever faster in and out of her clasping wet cunt. She could feel her climax building up and, at the same time, could feel the cum building up in her young brother's balls as she sucked with a wanton hunger and swirled her tongue around his blood-filled cock while it pistoned without mercy in between her tightly ovaled lips. Her vagina began to quiver and pulsate around the two fingers thrusting savagely into her pussy, and then...
Billy screamed and unleashed a torrent of obscenities that he wasn't aware he even knew, "Goddamn, Sis, suck it, fuck it ... suck the son of a bitch ... I'm gonna blow my mother-fucking load of cum right in your mouth." I
Nelly thrust her fingers to the hilt in her hotly convulsing cunt as she felt the beginning of her young brother's climax boiling up from his sperm-bloated testicles to make the run down the full length of his penis. Her eyes widened as her breasts heaved, and Billy's pubic hair brushed against the sides of her mouth as she all but swallowed the entire length of his slender hardness. Oh God ... I'm going to cum ... harder! Harder! she silently screamed to herself. She dug her fingers more viciously into her vagina, nakedly twisting and turning her loins to catch their every motion as they scraped against the sensitive edges of her cunt. Then she felt the tremor of her climax sweep through her and her pussy flowered with wet warm gushes of lewdly cascading fluid just as she heard Billy scream out, "Sis ... Sis, suck harder ... it's c-cuuummming ... Sis, it's ... it's gonna cum..."
The older sister pounded her mouth frantically up and down on his virile young shaft, and then his cock suddenly spasmed as he grabbed her head and held it to him while he spewed hot lewd jets of sperm deep into her rapidly swallowing throat. Nelly continued to suck until his last groaning spasms faded away and his cock began to soften. Billy's groans of pleasure simmered to sighs of contentment and his hands no longer pressed against her head as his young pulsating penis gave one last spurt of remaining seminal fluid and slowly deflated. She watched it with eyes inches away as it sank into softness, and only then did she collapse across his lower body.
"Oh, man ... that was great, Sis," Billy mumbled, barely able to speak.
Slowly, Nelly opened her eyes and looked up at the young boy. He grinned down at her affectionately and she smiled up at him as she sighed, "Liked it, huh!"
"Oh Gee! it was the greatest ... the best yet! The young brother closed his eyes, then opened them again and asked hopefully, "Can we do it again ... soon?"
Feeling her breath quicken involuntarily, she answered, "Well, maybe ... we'll see! But, now, Billy, get up and go out into the sunshine like Sam said. And remember ... it's our secret ... forever!"
Laughing together playfully, the young boy grabbed his sister and teasingly kissed her on the tiny pink nipple, nipping at it with his teeth. "Oh, no you don't" Nelly gasped as she felt lust being rekindled in her naked body. A moment later, laughing like lovers, brother and sister raced to the bathroom where they showered together, washing and drying each other before reluctantly dressing for the day ahead.
* * *
After a healthy breakfast of steak and eggs, Billy stretched languorously and said, "See you later, Sis." He went outside to the yard with a beach towel to lie in the sun. Wandering around the yard, his mind filled with the happenings of the past few days, he wondered what it was going to be like to have to go back to school again, far away from his wonderful sister, but it was too much for his mind to comprehend at this time. He sighed in contentment and knew that he loved his sister ... loved her as a woman ... with every fiber of his being.
Aimlessly, he sauntered back to the beach towel and dropped down on his stomach to lie in the sunshine and daydream. No sooner had he settled down on the towel than he caught a glimpse of a boy in the next yard. He stared in disinterest and then closed his eyes, not wanting to make friends with anyone.
Abruptly, Billy heard a voice saying, "Hi."
Shading his eyes from the sun, he looked up into the face of the neighbor boy. "I'm Johnny Kirke. I live next door. You new here?"
"Hi, I'm Billy Allen. My sister is Mrs. Beale."
"Oh, yeh?" Johnny asked curiously. "Where do you go to school?"
"I live in Georgia," Billy lifted himself up from the towel and went to stand beside the fence near Johnny. "How old are you?"
"I'm only fourteen, but I look older," the young neighbor boy answered longingly. "The older boys think I'm dumb because I'm not in high school, but I'm just big for my age."
"That's too bad, man. Only my problem is I'm too small for my age." Billy said angrily.
The two boys immediately realized they had a common problem and being lonely, they became fast friends within minutes. They talked about their schools, girls, sports, common interests, and learned they liked the same things.
"Hey ... want to go to the beach with me sometime?" Johnny asked.
"Oh, I don't know ... how far is it?" Billy wasn't sure he wanted this kind of interruption with Nelly, but he felt sorry for Johnny.
"It's not far. My dad'll take us, but we'll have to walk back!"
"Doesn't your dad work?"
"Yeh, he works but he doesn't go to work until noon. He's a cop. That's another reason kids don't like me."
"Ah, that's no reason for not liking someone." Billy replied, "Is he a bad cop?"
"No, he's a good one. But he's not a real cop, he's a Security Guard for Shaw's Savings and Loan Company, and he's famous." Johnny said proudly. "He arrested one of the 'ten most wanted' criminals one night when he was on duty, and he's made lots of other arrests."
"He did? Jeeze!"
"Yeh ... my dad's great, and I'm proud of Doc, too." Johnny said. "Who's Doc?"
"I'll show you." The tall young boy whistled loudly and a second later, the kitchen door exploded outward and a big beautiful German shepherd dog bounded out onto the lawn, barking. He ran straight to Johnny and eagerly lapped at the boy's face with his big tongue. "Down, Doc, down," Johnny laughed, hugging the big animal.
"Wow! He's some dog," Billy exclaimed, "Is he yours?"
"Yeh, he's ours. Dad taught him to catch crooks. He trained Doc himself! That's how he arrested the 'wanted man'. " The neighbor boy patted the German shepherd on the head and continued, "Doc grabbed the man and held him until Dad got there. The guy had a gun, too!" The big dog wagged his tail and licked the young boy's hand in loving devotion.
"Come on over, Johnny, and bring Doc, too." Billy invited.
"Okay." The neighbor boy ran for the gate with a happily barking Doc chasing at his heels. The two boys and the big German shepherd played tag, threw a stick for the dog, and wrestled. They were too engrossed in their newly made friendship to notice Nelly Beale peering out through the kitchen window.
Nelly had cleared the kitchen and straightened the house, and was in the laundry section of the kitchen, putting a load of clothes in the washing machine, when she heard a noise and glanced out the window to see what Billy was doing. She was surprised to see another boy running and playing with him. She watched them for a moment, and suddenly she recognized the boy from next door. It was the son of that horrible man she always saw strutting out to his car in the middle of the day wearing a policeman's uniform. That man thinks he's really something, she thought, always wearing that gun like he might use it any minute. Oh, he was always nice enough when he spoke to her, but he'd been too cocky ever since he'd arrested that murderer. Well, she didn't like anyone who worked with a gun, and neither did Sam. They'd never made friends because of that; besides, Sam didn't have time anyway. I wonder what happened to his wife, Nelly pondered, maybe she didn't like guns either!
Then, Billy's sister's thoughts returned to the two young boys as they ran past the window. The rippling muscles of the handsome youth from next door caught her attention, and she felt a quiver of excitement as she saw the flat muscular plane of his stomach, his beautiful face, and his long slender legs. He was larger than Billy and she suspected that he was more sophisticated. I wonder if he's more experienced, she thought as her mind began dwelling lasciviously on his slender young body.
She could feel a sensuous stirring of excitement in her belly as she visualized his virile cock, half-hard in anticipation could visualize it standing rigidly erect, almost kissing his tautened belly as she caressed it lovingly. God! he was a beautiful boy ... almost as beautiful as Billy! Would his penis be as wonderful as her baby brother's? Would it feel as good inside her? Oh, Jesus God, she thought, No! Not another child. What's suddenly gotten into me? She shuddered in something akin to fright, then without volition turned back to the window. The lewdly exciting thoughts swarmed back like mosquitoes to infect her with a stinging hunger.
Abruptly, she decided it would be absolutely harmless to go out and meet him ... and maybe invite him in for a Coke. After all, he was a neighbor.
Nelly hurriedly went to the bedroom and put on a pair of short-shorts, deliberately leaving off her little white panties. Wearing nothing but a halter and the shorts, she put on a pair of sunglasses and stared into the mirror. The shorts were so abbreviated they cut up into the slit of her vagina, showing the outline of her fleshy cuntal lips, and as she turned, the curving cheeks of her buttocks were exposed. What the hell, she thought with a rapidly growing excitement, it won't hurt to tease him just a little! Smiling in satisfaction, she walked seductively out the door and up to the towel where the boys had fallen in exhaustion.
Shading their eyes from the sun, the two youths stared up at the older woman, and their mouths fell open in unison as they gaped in disbelief at the lewd way she was dressed.
"Hello, Billy, who's your new friend?" Nelly asked, putting as much sex in her voice as possible.
Billy took a good look at his sister and thought, God! she's not wearing anything under her shorts. Jeese! I can see her pussy hairs peeking out the leg. What the hell is she trying to do?
"Uhh-uh, Sis, this is ... uh ... Johnny Kirke," Billy stuttered, "He lives next door to you."
"Oh, yes, I remember," the older woman said as if she had just thought of it, "You deliver our newspaper, don't you, Johnny?"
"Ye-sss Ma'am ... I do." Johnny answered, "But I never see you 'cause it's too early in the morning." The young boy's eyes bugged out and without thinking, he gave a low whistle under his breath. Billy heard the whistle and felt something akin to jealousy at the unformulated thought of his sister with anyone but him. He was proud that other young boys would think she was beautiful, but Nelly was his and his alone to make love to.
A few seconds after Nelly had arrived on the scene, Doc who had been lapping up water on the other side of the fence came racing back barking playfully at the scantily clad woman. Nelly shrank back nervously as the huge dog ran toward her, then stood perfectly still hoping not to frighten him, because she'd heard how Mr. Kirke had trained him to catch criminals.
Doc stopped in front of the trembling strawberry-blonde, then sniffed at her leg, slowly trailing his cold wet nose up to her tightly covered loins. There he stopped and, with wagging tail, licked his tongue the full length of her inner thigh. Nelly was so astonished by the dog's reaction that she automatically jumped back, overwhelmed at the salacious feelings that were engulfing her body.
The wetly probing tongue had sent shivers of excitement coursing through her already moistly trembling pussy, and her mind was in a whirl of confusion when she heard Johnny say, "Doc ... you naughty dog ... get away ... go home!"
At the tone of his young master's voice, Doc hung his head and slunk away with his tail between his legs. Johnny's face was beet-red as he turned to the older woman and mumbled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Beale, you know how dogs are. They're just dumb animals."
Laughingly, Nelly said, "It's all right, Johnny, it just surprised me, that's all. He's got the coldest nose of any dog I've ever met." Then, suddenly all three were laughing and the boys were rolling on the towel, roaring as though a dam had suddenly broken.
"How would you young gentlemen like some lunch," Nelly asked sweetly.
"Great," the two boys answered in unison. "Great!"
"Billy, I'll go fix it and you bring Johnny in to eat. Sorry I can't invite Doc too," she added, then mentally shuddered as she recalled her strange almost erotic reaction as the German Shepherd's huge tongue licked up her naked flesh.
Nelly went into the kitchen, prepared sandwiches, opened potato chips and Cokes, then fixed a plate for the boys one on each side of hers.
A moment later, they were all sitting at the kitchen table, eating and discussing the boy's plans for going to the beach. Nelly noticed they had become friends rather fast, and a brief pang of jealousy shot through her. She didn't think she was going to like this intrusion. The whole summer would be ruined ... unless she included Johnny in her plans.
Nelly was thoughtful when she took the dishes to the sink while the boys disinterestedly watched a TV soap opera in the den. Maybe she shouldn't be thinking about Johnny; after all, he lived right next door. His father was almost a cop. It was a bad situation all the way round. But ... he was so handsome, so innocent and trusting. Nelly unaccountably found herself shaking as she began wondering how his virile young penis would feel. If only there was some way to include him; God wouldn't it be wonderful to have both of them naked in bed with her one on each side feeling the warmth of their young bodies.
Oddly enough, as she walked into the den, the solution hit her immediately when she saw the two youth's whispering. Pretending outrage, she said, "Billy! You promised not to tell anyone! How could you?" Nelly sobbed without warning. "You broke your promise to me!"
"No, I didn't ... what do you mean, Sis?" Billy croaked in desperation. "I didn't tell Johnny anything! Did I Johnny?"
"No ... no, Mrs. Beale," Johnny stuttered, unable to comprehend the older woman's anger. "Billy didn't tell me anything!" With a questioning look toward his friend, he backed toward the door, ready to bolt and run.
"You know he did! Admit it, Johnny, admit that Billy told you about our secret," Nelly said accusingly, all the time waiting for just the chance to tell him herself, hopefully she could interest him in joining them. "Admit it, Johnny. I know he was talking about our secret whispering to you that I'm teaching him the fundamentals of love-making!"
Frightened and with blinking eyes, Billy backed away from his sister who had gone beserk. He couldn't believe that she was saying these things. Jesus! He hadn't told Johnny anything, but now she'd gone and told him. Oh God! What's she gonna do now? Billy thought, feeling a real fright. Suppose Johnny told his dad who was a cop.
Johnny gasped in surprise and shock, "Wha-aat ... do you mean? Billy ... Billy didn't ... Honestly, Mrs. Beale. I ... he didn't." The youth looked just as frightened as the other.
"Well, I thought he did ... I thought you two were whispering about it." Nelly sighed, pretending disgust with herself for being so quick to jump to conclusions. "Well, Johnny, now you know ... so ... it must be your secret, too!" She turned to her wide-eyed younger brother and said, "I'm sorry, Billy, I thought..."
Billy was too innocent and too relieved to understand that Nelly was leading up to something. And even if he had, he still wouldn't have believed his sister was actually inviting young Johnny to watch them fucking!
With a sudden lurch of excitement in the pit of his belly, Johnny seized on her words and his eyes gleamed with interest. "Wha ... aat do you mean, Mrs. Beale?" he stuttered.
"Well, Johnny, if you promise to never, never tell a soul, I'll let you watch while Billy has his next lesson in love-making."
The boy's gulp could be heard across the room. "You mean ... you mean really ... he really makes love?" Johnny was in a state of complete and utter shock. He had felt Margaret Eaton's breasts through her sweater once, kissed her several times, and had even ventured to put his hand up beneath her skirt once, but she had slapped him so hard that he'd never tried it again. The young boy couldn't assimilate the idea of anyone actually fucking while he watched.
"Yes, darling, I mean just that. But, you must promise ... and cross your heart and hope to die, if you ever tell anyone what Billy and I are going to show you."
"I promise. I promise. Oh Jeez! Yes, I do. I'll never tell a soul! See, I crossed my heart." Johnny spluttered out the words. He knew he was scared shitless, but he wasn't going to let Billy know. Overgrowing his fright, though, was his excitement, and his slender immature cock leapt into erectness just thinking about what this beautiful woman was suggesting.
"Sis ... do ... do you mean..." Billy couldn't finish, he was shocked at the thought of someone watching him doing these forbidden things! It was all right as long as only he and Nelly knew about it but, he didn't want his friend to know. Abruptly, he wanted to run away and hide, but he was afraid he would offend his sister, so he hung his head and waited to see what she was going to do next.
"Wouldn't you like to take off my shorts, honey?" the older sister suggested sensuously.
"Ye-ess, Sis, if you want me to!" the young boy muttered in humiliation. "You sure ... I mean, Jesus, you're really sure you want me to do it with him ... watching?" he nodded his head uneasily toward the other boy.
"Yes, Billy, trust me!" Nelly had become hopelessly aroused as she saw the thick bulge of Johnny's penis outlined under his tight pants, and the lewd thought of having two virile young cocks to play with was almost driving her mad. She had to have it! She couldn't help herself! The realization of the terrible chance she was taking raced through her, but the expectantly quivering woman immediately wiped it aside by rationalizing it with the thought, It's too late now, I've already exposed myself to Johnny. Anyway, it was already too late for remorse ... too late to even attempt any measure of control over the salacious desires saturating her brain. She turned to Billy who hadn't moved, and said, "Come on, honey, take them off!"
Billy, his face flaming in embarrassment, moved haltingly to his sister and reached for the fastening of her shorts. At the first touch of his hands against her lushly ripened body, his fear and chagrin disappeared. Without further hesitation, he peeled the tight skimpy shorts down over the curving mounds of her soft white buttocks, down her long slender legs, and dropped them to the floor where Nelly impatiently kicked them aside, then, with both youths staring open-mouthed, she seductively reached behind her, unfastened the brassiere snaps, and dropped the halter top on the pile of clothes to stand there naked in front of them.
"Holy crap!" Young Johnny Kirke gasped, his mouth hanging loosely open and his frightened brown eyes like shiny marbles, as he backed toward the door, his courage gone.
"What's the matter, Johnny darling," Nelly half-whispered, slowly moving and holding out her hands to him. "Don't you like me?"
"Yeah ... sure ... sure I do, Mrs. Beale ... but ... but, man I'm scared about..." He couldn't finish the sentence.
"It's all right, darling." Nelly spoke quickly, reaching for the fear-stricken boy and slowly drawing him into her arms until his smooth young face was pressed against her full naked breasts. Leading him to the couch, she whispered seductively, "You sit here, baby, while Billy shows you what he has learned."
Trembling and unable to say a word, the fourteen year old youth stared at the beautiful soft white flesh of the older woman's body. His already painfully throbbing cock lurched when he saw her quickly strip her young brother's cut-off levis from his slender hips and toss them in a discarded pile with her own clothes. Nelly looked toward Johnny, thinking he should have his clothes off too, but she changed her mind. The poor frightened child looked like he might bolt any minute, and she didn't want him running across the lawn stark-naked.
With eagerly trembling fingers, Billy's naked sister reached down and grasped her brother's rigid young penis, stroking the loose foreskin up and down over the hardening shaft and deliberately wiggling her fleshy white buttocks in front of the anxious neighbor boy.
"Lie down on the carpet, baby brother," she whispered in a lust-filled voice. "Quickly, lie down and we'll show your friend how well you make love." Nelly could hardly wait to get his baby cock up inside her hotly throbbing vagina.
From his position on the couch, Johnny could see his friend fall to the floor, lying on his back with wide-spread thighs. His long rigid penis was standing straight up from the curly red pubic hair, the head a bluish-pink and pulsating with excitement. God! What'd I give to be Billy right now! He stared in puzzled fascination as Nelly Beale continued to stroke her brother's lust-hardened penis, tenderly, lovingly, sliding her fingers up and down its youthful shaft in a lewdly teasing manner. And then, he saw her lift herself into a straddling position over the young muscular body of his friend, placing the wet pink slit of her pussy directly in line with the head of Billy's throbbing cock.
A lewd recklessness was beginning to spread through Johnny now, both confusing and exciting him, and he knew no way to fight it ... only one thing to do ... the one thing he knew how to do. The young neighbor boy reached down to the opening of his short jeans and unzipped them quickly, letting his long youthfully erect penis unfold like an accordion. His heart was pounding as his mind finally accepted as reality the salacious scene taking place in front of him, and he quickly stripped the shorts from his trembling body. Then, grasping his rock-hard cock in his right hand, he stroked it luridly as he gaped at the lewd sight on the floor where a naked Mrs. Beale was kneeling on all fours over Billy's body, her pussy hovering only inches from the boy's upstanding penis.
Nelly, slowly lowered herself down to where the throbbing head of her brother's hot slender penis was touching the lips of her vaginal slit. Pushing forward she whispered, "Put it in honey, put it in, and let Johnny see you fuck me."
Billy obediently drew the blood-inflated head of his hard young cock upward through the moistened length of Nelly's wide-open cuntal lips, his face slack and his eyes fixed lustfully on the erotic genital area he was taunting; then, suddenly he thrust his hips upwards, burying his solid length of rigid flesh with a resounding slap far up into her pussy. Nelly responded with a loud groan of lewd pleasure and began sliding her warmly pulsing cunt up and down the virile young rod of boy flesh spearing up from her brother's hairless loins.
The intoxicating sensations inundated Nelly's shamelessly aroused body as feelings of absolute power bubbled through her at the thought of possessing both of their innocent young bodies. Oh God! They could bring her so much pleasure, so much enjoyment with their beautiful young penises. Her nakedly kneeling body shuddered in fevered anticipation for all the wonderful things the three of them would do! She lifted her head and stared at the lewd sight of fourteen year old Johnny Kirke enviously ogling her younger brother fucking into her, while at the same time the youth was frantically jerking at his long slender erection. The poor baby. Well, she'd take care of that nice little hard-on for him in a minute or two. But Billy came first!
Flames of obscene passion licked over the raw nerve ends of Nelly's naked silken flesh as her brother's virilely hardened penis fucked in and out of her dilated vagina, taunting her erect clitoris in blissful cadence as his lean hips smacked upward into her pelvis, spreading her trembling thighs farther apart.
"Uuuugggghhh!" Billy choked as his sister began dropping her soft warm pussy to meet his every thrust, absorbing the full length of his tingling cock into her velvety sanctuary. "Oh ... oh cripes, Sis, I ... I can't stand it ... it feels so good!"
Nelly's brain whirled in obscene evil at the sound of his lewd words. God! what a delicious seduction this was ... he was helpless against her wiles, just as he was hopelessly caught up in her lustful web of sexual stimulation. She could feel his hips vigorously lifting and falling, driving his handsome young cock with virile thrusts up into her hungering vagina!
"That's it, darling ... fuck it ... harder!" the older sister gasped breathlessly. "Ram it right up into my sucking pussy!"
The lewdness of her words drove young Billy to the brink of orgasm, and with all control gone, he screamed, "Oh Sis, it ... it's cum ... it's ccuuuummming ... oh Sis, I can't wait ... no longer. Oh cripes, here it comes!"
Nelly wasn't ready for him to orgasm yet because she was on the verge of climax herself. On the verge, but not yet there. Now, what am I going to do, she thought, as she felt her brother's penis immediately losing it's stiffness. Then, a gleam came to her eyes as she turned to the other young boy and said harshly, "Johnny, you shouldn't masturbate! It's bad for you! Come here and I'll let you play with my pussy instead." Nelly was still kneeling over Billy's wilting penis, but she lifted her leg and the rapidly deflating cock slid out of her quivering vagina with a lewd sucking sound. Quickly she moved over beside her younger brother and went back down on all fours, her breasts swinging freely with her snow-white buttocks waving in obscene invitation back at the boy.
"Come on, Johnny. You can play with me if you want, but you mustn't fuck me." Nelly held one hand out, motioning for the young neighbor.
In his highly aroused state, Johnny needed very little encouragement, as a matter-of-fact, Nelly's words were like waving a red flag in front of a bull. He fell to his knees behind her and immediately began caressing her soft warm buttocks, dipping his fingers into the wide-open crevice up between her trembling thighs and sliding them through her moist, cum-smeared vaginal slit. The lewd sight of her nakedly waving ass-cheeks drove the lust-filled youth to further experiments. Heart hammering, he dampened his outstretched middle finger in her cuntal overflow, and then tentatively pushed it against her puckering anal ring. Her lewd groan of encouragement was immediately followed by the backward thrust of her quivering ass-cheeks, and his finger slipped unimpeded into the warm buttery depths of her rectum.
Supporting herself by her shoulders and forehead, Nelly reached both hands back to her buttocks and pulled the fleshy globes apart so that he could see not only the entire naked plane of her moist pink cunt and its soft hair-fringed pussy lips, but the puckered little hole of her anus as it nibbled like a fish's mouth around his linger.
The obscenely beautiful sight provoked carnal sensations the-likes of which the youth had never imagined to rip through his groin, and his cum-filled balls churned in a painful eagerness to fuck her. Then, he saw her twisting her head around to smile salaciously back at him.
"Is it exciting to you, Johnny, baby?" Nelly taunted, wiggling her naked buttocks back at him in lurid little movements before lowering her hand down between her thighs to grasp his hotly throbbing young penis.
"Oh cripes ... oh damn..." Young Johnny Kirke choked as for the first time in his life he felt the soft touch of a woman's hand clasping his tingling cock. For a second, he forgot about sawing his middle finger in and out of her wildly puckering anus, but the kneeling woman reminded him by tightly clenching her sphincter muscle.
Nelly could feel the ungovernable prickles of desire rolling over her, and she wanted more than anything else in the world to have this beautiful young boy fucking her while his finger slid in and out of her rectum, but she knew for safety's sake she had to wait for him to make the first move.
Johnny's mind was reeling at the salacious sight of her wide-open cuntal slit just below his impaling finger. Suddenly, he felt an overpowering urge to arch his pelvis forward and rub his painfully throbbing cock against her soft warm pussy. Just rub it, nothing more, because she had said he couldn't fuck her. Slowly, shuddering in the most delicious sensations he had ever felt in his life, he drew the head of his penis through her wetly heated cuntal lips. Oh God! Oh God! He wanted to scream, it was so wonderful. Staring wildly, he suddenly pressed the bulbous blood-filled cock-head into her quivering vaginal slit. Then, groaning loudly, he thrust his lust-hardened shaft into the hotly clasping passage all the way to the hilt.
"Oh no ... Johnny, I didn't say you could fuck me." Nelly gasped, pretending dismay, but almost passing out from the exquisite rapture as she felt Ins virilely heated young cock throbbing far up inside her belly. Oh shit, if there was only some way she could let him know he was supposed to keep his finger sawing in and out of her anus. She was ready to orgasm right now all she needed was three or four strokes with either finger or penis.
Johnny's cock hurt so much he was about to cry like a baby. He had to have release or go out of his mind from the pressure building up in his sperm-laden testicles. Shoving with all his might he began ramming Ins middle finger into the tight rimmed flesh of her rectum in rhythm with the fucking motions his cock was making in and out of her wildly clutching pussy.
"Oh ... ugghhh ... aaggghhh! Oh ... yes ... yessss ... darling, push it in. Fuck me with your penis in my cunt and your finger in my ass-hole," Nelly moaned as she whipped her buttocks back and forth, skewering her loins like a mad-woman.
The overpowering sensations as he felt her tight vaginal flesh rippling around the sensitive head of his cock was too much for the inexperienced young neighbor boy. "Ooohhh ... OOOOOhhhh! Mrs. Beale! I can't wait ... ohhh ... Jesus Christ!" Johnny shoved his wildly spewing cock into the older woman's pussy with such force that it bowled her forward, while at the same time he rammed his finger so hard into her rectum that she screamed in pain. Then, Nelly felt her own climax smashing through her loins with all the force of a killer earthquake. "Oh baby ... I'm ccuumming ... c c c u u u u m m m i n g ! Aaaggghhhhh! Fuck harder you little darling ... I'm CCCUUUMMMMMMING!"
Nelly joyously moaned out her overwhelming orgasm at the same time Johnny emptied his white hot jets of fresh sperm deep up into her hungrily grinding belly. The young boy had never had an orgasm with a woman, and he knew he would remember this incredible moment the rest of his life. Jesus Christ! he thought, I never want to stop. I love Mrs. Beale. I'll do anything she says just so long as she lets me fuck her again.
Nelly collapsed to the floor with the naked young neighbor boy beside her, and it was several minutes before she stirred. She forced herself to look accusingly at Johnny and say as though she had been hurt by his actions, "You raped me, Johnny! You should've just played with me like I told you to! Oh God, it was rape!"
"But ... but ... I thought you wanted me to ... I'm sorry ... I couldn't help myself. . . " Johnny, wild-eyed with surprise, his heart hammering in fright now as he quickly put on his pants, ready for flight again. But then he calmed because she was saying:
"All right, Johnny, I believe you. We'll make a deal. You can learn about love-making with Billy if you promise to keep our secret. Then, I'll promise not to tell anyone that you raped me," Nelly said firmly. "But, should you ever tell, then I'll have to tell the police what you did to me!"
Gratefully, the young boy whispered, "Thank you, Mrs. Beale ... that you." A moment later, his face aglow, he said, "I love you, Mrs. Beale." Then, blushing, Johnny quickly ran to the door and across the yard to his house where he locked his bedroom door and fell on the bed. Already the boy could feel a restless stirring in his virile young loins as he wondered when Billy's beautiful sister would have another "Love-making" lesson.
CHAPTER SIX
Time passes quickly when you're happy, and Nelly Beale was very happy, indeed. Her beautiful young brother and his friend were bringing her incredible moments of physical love, and although there had been times during the last six unbelievable weeks when the young wife was overwhelmed with regret and remorse, she didn't worry about the boys revealing their secret or her husband finding out about it.
Sam seemed happy with his life, for his wife no longer was a nagging bitch, and nowadays he could watch television, then go to bed in peace. Nelly was even happier with her husband when he physically needed her. She could react to his clumsy love-making knowing it was only a foreplay to the satisfaction she would receive from her brother's young virile cock the next day. There were times when she could actually cum with Sam; these were the instances when she pretended he was sweet Billy.
Now, as she stood at the window staring out at the two boys sitting on the porch steps, she sensed with an undefinable sadness that the summer was coming to an end. The past month and a half had been a short sojourn in her lifetime, and she couldn't allow herself to even think about what it would be like when Billy was gone. It wouldn't look right for Johnny to visit her when she was alone, so she would have to end that too. But ... what about the boys? What would happen to them? Could they go back to the innocent life they lived, with the carnal knowledge of illicit pleasure they had gained this summer? Nelly felt protective toward the boys because they had given themselves to her completely, and she loved them deeply even though she used them for her own evil purposes. I must protect them at all cost! she thought, Oh God, how can I live with myself after they've gone? I know that what I'm doing is wrong ... but I can't help myself. I need them, and too soon they'll leave me, and I'll only have memories to live with. My eternal punishment will be my loneliness and my hunger for them.
Nelly caught a movement out of the corner of her eyes and turned her head to see Carl Kirke, Johnny's father, come out the door of the house with that fearful dog beside him. She could just make out what he was saying as she listened at the open window.
"Hi, Dad, you going to work?" Young Johnny asked his father, giving the begging Doc a piece of chocolate cookie.
"Right, son, what are you planning for today?" the big tough looking man answered.
"Ah, Billy and I are just going to hang around. We got too much sun yesterday," the young boy mumbled. "Besides, Mrs. Beale is gonna fix lunch for us."
"Johnny, I think you're hanging around Mrs. Beale's house too much. You're going to make a pest of yourself." Billy started to speak up in protest, but was quickly cut off and the older man continued. "What do you do all day over there?" Carl looked toward the house next door as he spoke, a look of concern on his face. He'd been worried about his son ever since he became friends with the brother of the woman next door. He always seemed to be over there. I don't trust her for some reason, he thought, I can't say just what it is, must be the cop in me, but I smell trouble! He worried a lot about Johnny anyway, ever since the boy's mother had died; he tried to be both parents to him and it wasn't easy. He'd had to leave him alone when he worked, and they had always had long talks about what he did during the day, but lately Johnny had gone to his room with only a quick good night. Oh well, I guess he'll tell me when he wants me to know, he thought, but all he said was, "Billy, are you sure your sister doesn't mind? I don't want her to think she has to watch Johnny. He's used to being alone!"
"It's all right, Mr. Kirke. Johnny's my friend, and Nelly-likes to have us around," Billy answered gaily.
I'll just bet she does, he thought, then said, "Well, Johnny, son, I gotta get going. I should be home no later than eight. Don't worry about dinner, I'll take you and Billy for a hamburger and malt tonight. How about that, you guys?" Carl touseled his son's hair as he waited for an answer.
"Gee thanks, Dad, that'd be great, huh Billy?" the young boy was glad his dad had accepted his friend. He frowned, then looked up and said, "Hey, Pete's coming today. Remember? His mom's bringing him over for a few days!"
"Oh yeh, that's right, I'd forgotten. Okay, the four of us men will have a night out on the town, if it's okay with Billy's sister." He shifted his gun on his hip and said, "Come on Doc, let's go get 'em." The big German shepherd leapt across the lawn and jumped into the open door of the car.
Carl Kirke was a good man, but his one weakness was his overwhelming desire to be a real policeman. He had always needed to feel like an important man, and being a cop would help give him the authority he didn't have otherwise. Because of an old back injury, he couldn't pass the physical for the police department, but he'd taken the next best thing and become a security guard for Shaw's Savings and Loan, plus, he was a reserve policeman. He liked to wear his uniform, hoping to impress the people, and often he would clean his gun when he knew the wide eyed and awe-struck neighborhood kids were watching. He walked tall and proud when he dressed in full uniform with his gun holster strapped to his hips ... he was a credit to the uniform. He was a gentle man normally, but when it came to law and order, he was unbending. A crook, to him, was no good and needed to be locked up. He'd made several important arrests and his proudest possession was a commendation received from the local police force for apprehending a murderer, one of the country's "most wanted men".
Nelly had drawn back from the window when she saw him look toward her house. She didn't like Carl Kirke because he always looked at her like she'd done something awful, and he gave her the creeps. The few times she'd spoken to him, she'd felt as if he was checking her out like some common criminal. He had a one-track mind ... being a big shot cop and capturing people so he could be famous. God! she thought, I hope he never finds out about me ... he'd probably shoot me without even giving me a chance. She shuddered as she stared in horror, and when he and the big dog got in the car and drove off, she felt an overpowering relief. "Whew," she sighed.
Her thoughts returned to the boys as she saw them saunter over toward her house for their daily lesson. Today, she'd promised something special for Johnny. She'd been delighted with him since the very beginning. He was more interesting than she'd thought and showed more initiative than Billy, but no one, not even Johnny, was better than her young brother. There was an extra lewdness about her incestuous relationship that made fucking her sweet Billy much more exciting.
They had worked out a routine that was satisfactory, even though Nelly felt it wasn't very imaginative. In the beginning, Billy had been reluctant to share his sister with the young friend, but gradually he delighted in the wildly exciting sexual games the three of them played together.
Oddly enough, in spite of the fact that it had been six weeks since her seduction of Billy, Nelly still became shamelessly aroused when it came to "Lesson" time. Now, feeling her dully throbbing vagina beginning to moisten, she thought again about a special lesson for Johnny. It would have to be a short one, she knew, because the boy had said something about a cousin arriving. Vaguely, she wondered what the cousin" looked like...
* * *
Pete and Johnny had been pals for a long time, Pete was much smaller, and was a weakling in practically every way. He seemingly was afraid of his shadow, and it had been Johnny that made the older boys in his neighborhood leave him alone, thus becoming an idol to his younger cousin. Pete was thirteen and treated Johnny like a big man because he knew about girls and things. Besides, Mr. Kirke was a cop, and nobody ran over Johnny.
The morning after Pete's arrival, while unpacking his clothes at the Kirke residence, the older cousin asked teasingly, "Say, Pete, did you ever kiss a girl?"
"Nah, you know I'm too bashful to even talk to a girl." Pete blushed, "Bet you have though!"
"You bet, man, I know all about girls ... and sex. Someday I'll teach you all about it, when you get older."
"Tell me now, Johnny. I saw a college girl once with her dress up, and she didn't have any pants on!" Pete fidgeted nervously.
"Hey, what'd you see?" Johnny was about to split his sides from laughing at the young kid, but poor Pete was too embarrassed to laugh.
"Did you see her ... you know what?"
"Yeh ... yeh ... but it was fuzzy and funny looking, and I wonder ... I wondered if you know about it?" the younger boy was too shook up to go on. He wished he'd never started it, but he was curious and he knew he could trust his cousin.
"Yeh, I know all about it. Want me to tell you?"
"Uh-uhhh, yeh, guess so." Pete stammered, trying to sound casual.
Johnny looked around, and then leaned close to Pete's ear and whispered, "Hey, listen, I'll tell you something if you promise to never tell a soul. You gotta take the Boy Scout's oath and cross your heart and hope to die if you ever tell."
"Okay, Johnny, I swear I'll never tell anyone." His eyes as big as saucers, Pete stared into his older cousin's face, listening with every fiber of his body. He had wanted to know about girls, but he didn't have the courage to try and find out himself. Now, he would know all about it!
"Cross your heart and promise!" Johnny watched while the younger boy crossed his heart and made the Boy Scout's sign, saying, "I promise ... and if I ever tell, you can cut out my tongue!"
Their heads together conspiratorially, Johnny told his young cousin all about the love-making lessons with Nelly Beale and her little brother. He told him in detail, leaving nothing out as Pete sat with eyes bugged out, his small immature penis aching in his pants. God! how he wished he could rub it, but then Johnny would know that he sometimes played with himself, and he didn't want anyone to know that.
It was all too much for the young boy to comprehend. Jesus! It couldn't be true! "You mean the woman next door let you fuck her?" His face was red with embarrassment, then he shrugged and continued, "Ah, Johnny, you kidding me? You're pulling my leg, I'll bet!"
"Honest, Pete, it really happened. She's teaching us the art of love-making!" the young Kirke boy needed to convince his cousin he was telling the truth. He realized how hard it was for anyone to believe it ... there were even times he doubted it himself.
"Ah, grown up women wouldn't do that with a kid ... and her own brother, too. I don't believe it."
Johnny had to convince Pete that his story was true, but how could he prove it without showing him? There was only one way! I wonder, he thought, if Nelly would let him watch! Maybe she'd even teach him too, since he's even dumber about sex than Billy and I were!
"Look, it's all right, Johnny. You're still a big man to me, even if it is a lie." Pete no longer cared if it had happened or not; it was pretty wild just thinking about it.
Johnny had been "put down" and he couldn't have that ... not with Pete, so without really thinking about the consequences, he said, "Come on, and I'll ask Mrs. Beale, right now! Then, you'll believe me!"
Pete wasn't at all sure about this turn of events, he didn't really want to find out. He was terribly excited about it, just hearing about it, but what would he do if she said he could watch. God! he thought, what'll I do? Abruptly, with a sense of fright, he was positive it was true.
"Come on, Pete, you're just gonna watch, you don't have to do anything else. You wanta find out about things, don't you?"
"Sure ... sure man ... it ... it'd be fun watching someone fuck ... I think!" Pete stammered, his knees trembling like two limbs of a tree in a wind storm.
The two boys went across the lawn and rang the doorbell. Billy, looking disinterested, came to the door and invited them in, but whispered to Johnny out of the corner of his mouth. "Why'd you bring him? Don't you want to learn any more?"
"Sure Billy ... but I want to ask Nelly if it's all right for my cousin to watch ... he's even more stupid than I was! He doesn't even know what it looks like!"
Pete fidgeted nervously as the two older boys whispered to each other, and wished he hadn't come. He didn't like the way Billy was looking at him, and he started backing toward the door when he saw the breath-taking beautiful woman enter the room. God! He had never seen anyone prettier in his whole life, and the thought that she had sex with anyone much less his cousin was unbelievable! She was too nice to fuck! No, it couldn't be true! Only whores fucked, and sometimes married men and women if they wanted babies.
"Well, hello, Johnny. Glad to see you..." Nelly's eyes widened curiously at the trembling young boy. "Who's your friend?" Immediately she felt deep compassion for the painfully shy young boy. He was even smaller and more immature than Billy or Johnny. She could see that he was about to back out the door and run, so she walked over to him and said, "Come in, honey, and sit down. I'll bet you're Pete, the cousin of Johnny. Right?" He nodded dumbly and swallowed loudly as Nelly continued, "I'm making lunch for Billy. Would you and Johnny like to stay and join us?"
Pete's eyes were as big as half dollars and his mouth gaped open as though he had no jaw muscles. Johnny was forced to dig his elbow into the boy's ribs. Dumb kid! Jesus, he shouldn't have told Pete a damned thing. Suddenly, his own nervousness was getting the best of him. Jesus Christ! What would Nelly do if he asked to let Pete watch them? Would she be angry? Well, he had to do it, but he would wait until after they had lunch.
Nelly dimpled as Pete remained frozen by the door. "Come on, honey," she said softly, and led him toward the kitchen. She didn't see Billy's mystified shrug or Johnny roll his eyes in dismay.
The three boys and Nelly sat down to sandwiches and cokes. Johnny and Billy ate ravenously, as usual, and after a few moments of indecision, Pete started wolfing his food down, too, never taking his eyes off her voluptuous body. The older woman watched them all. Almost unbidden she began thinking about how exciting it would be to have three slender young cocks ramming into her at the same time. She shuddered from the sudden bolt of sensuality that raced upward through her vagina and cascaded out to the sensitive tips of her breasts.
"Say, Nelly," Johnny spoke haltingly, as they helped her take the dirty dishes to the sink. "You know ... Pete is younger than me ... and ... and he's pretty dumb about girls!" His face had begun coloring and he was once again cursing himself for mentioning the lessons to his younger cousin.
"Well, what about it?" Nelly teased, knowing full well what the neighbor boy was leading up to. Boys just couldn't keep their mouths shut when it came to bragging about girls, and she knew instinctively that Johnny had bragged to young Pete. She was already so aroused from her earlier salacious thoughts that it never crossed her mind to be angry at his betrayal of her confidence. "Well...."
"Uh-uhhhh ... I told Pete," he blurted out. "He's awful bashful ... he's just plain dumb about girls!"
"Johnny, how could you! You promised and now you've broken your promise ... you know what that meant?" Nelly said, making her voice heavy with disapproval.
"I'm sorry ... awful sorry, but ... Pete asked me about girls ... and ... and I just told him." The young boy had tears in his eyes and with downcast face he fought to keep them from falling. He'd really blown it now, all because he tried to be a big shot.
Billy sat quietly watching his sister, worrying about what she was going to do to his friend. He felt empathy toward Johnny and tried to help him out by saying, "Sis, couldn't you just let Pete watch ... just once? He's only gonna be here a couple of days! Just watch, huh, Sis? He gave his Scout's honor that he won't tell anyone!"
Nelly's heart went out to the almost childish wistfulness of the handsome fourteen year old neighbor boy. He was contrite sincerely so and after all, she had already considered the possibility of Pete joining her stable of eager young males. But, wasn't it taking too much of a chance to involve another innocent child in her sex games? Could she get by with another one?
Quickly, she forced these thoughts from her mind and moved from where she was standing by the sink to put her arms around Johnny. Her voice softened, no longer angry, just full of affection, "It's all right this time, Johnny, don't feel bad about it any more. I guess I know why you told Pete. You felt sorry for him?"
Johnny nodded.
"Okay," she said suddenly, and immediately felt a warm excited throbbing up between her legs. Her own shrill screaming voice of conscience was quickly overruled by the hot blood draining from her center of reasoning down to her cunt which was the only thing that mattered now.
"Pete, you can watch ... but that's all ... understand?" Now that she'd agreed, she felt a fiery impatience to get on with the "Lessons," who knows, maybe Pete's penis would become hers to use also. "You can watch
Billy and Johnny both make love to me, then you'll know how to do it, too."
Every excited beat of her heart echoed the word "evil" in her head. It was evil ... horribly evil, but she wanted it ... she had to have these youthful slave-cocks surrounding her. She had lost control of her mind the first time when she'd allowed herself to make love to Billy; now it was a recurrent disease for which there was no cure. And if there had been a cure for this wonderful sickness, she wouldn't have taken it. Her lust-constricted voice was just a hoarse whisper of excitement when she said, "Come to Billy's room with me, boys!"
All three youths hurriedly trailed along behind her seductively swaying buttocks, and once in the bedroom she quickly stripped off her sun dress and dropped it to the floor.
Pete gasped in astonishment when he saw she had nothing on underneath. He looked in amazement at the two older boys, but they were obviously used to seeing her this way. His stubby little penis had long since become painfully erect, now it seemed to be larger and harder than it had ever been before. He fought the insane urge to pull his cock out of his pants and begin jerking it off right here in front of everyone. He trembled from head to toe as Nelly stood in all her naked beauty, smiling down at him with heavy-lidded eyes. Pete couldn't control his moan of erotic pleasure as the older woman planted her feet wide apart, for now he could see the blushing pink flesh of her pussy.
"Like what you see so far, Pete?" she asked throatily.
"Ye-ess ... yes, Mrs. Beale. You're beautiful." Pete gasped, his eyes swinging up and down between her naked up-thrust breasts and her hair-lined cunt. God, his wildly throbbing cock felt as if it were going to leap right out of his pants at any moment.
All three boys watched her sit down on the bed and lewdly spread her thighs apart. Now, even the blase fourteen year old had begun quivering in lewd excitement as the flames of young lust spiraled through their bodies.
"Pete, you can stand right here by the bed where you can see everything. Johnny you can sit over there out of the way until your turn," Nelly ordered as though she were a school teacher. "Billy, honey, you come here and take off your jeans."
The boys hurriedly did as she asked, the young brother quickly dropped his jeans and got up on the bed beside her. Slowly, he reached out and caressed the soft warm mounds of her breasts, feeling his eager young cock soar into fullness. He knew that the boys were watching him, and he didn't want to make a mistake because today was obviously something special.
"What do you want me to do, Nelly?" he asked quietly.
"Fuck me, Billy. Today we'll do it dog-fashion." Nelly instructed as she reached down and began to rub his hard young cock, taunting it with each measured stroke. She grinned to herself as she heard Pete's loud gasp at the use of the word "fuck," a gasp that was quickly echoed by Billy's moan of pleasure. "I'll get on my knees and you can fuck me from behind." She continued to rub his slender hard cock, rubbing her thumb over the slit at the tip, finding the expected drop of secretion and smoothing it around the rim of the bulbous head. She felt her brother squirm and jerk beneath the gentle touch of her educated hand. She leaned close, offering her mouth in a kiss, and Billy lifted his head to kiss her in return. She applied slow and teasing pressure, slipping the wedge of her wetly probing tongue between Ins teeth and into his mouth.
She felt him draw it hungrily into his mouth, his young masculine tongue and clean white teeth imprisoning it in a warm sucking motion that almost drove her insane with pleasure.
"Oh Christ, Sis," he gasped into her mouth.
She slithered from his grasp and lowered her face to kiss his neck and shoulders, and then swirled her tongue wildly around his tiny nipples. Raising her head and looking toward
Pete, she said, "I'm going to kiss his cock, honey. Men like women to do that to them."
The thirteen year old boy's mouth was hanging loosely open and he began trembling as though he were freezing to death. He tried to say something, but words couldn't come out of his lust-constricted young throat.
It was Billy who broke the brittle silence, "Go ahead, sis. Hurry! I'm dying."
Nelly squirmed downward in the bed, trailing her wetly heated mouth and tongue in a zigzag movement from the writhing boy's young chest to his belly and navel. Then, looking up one last time to make sure Pete was still watching, she slid her tongue up the full length of Billy's throbbing shaft of rigid cock-flesh, feeling its warm thickness quiver in delight. When she reached the round bulbous head of his erect little penis, she placed a loving kiss on the tip and tasted the tiny drops of seminal fluid that had escaped.
Billy moaned and gasped from the ripples of exciting pleasure racing through his loins in uncontrollable jerks. "Oh ... a-ahh ... Sis ... Oooohhh..."
"Ready, honey," the older sister teased, knowing he was already just about to shoot his load of sperm.
"Yes, Sis ... yes ... now ... dog fashion ... God, I got to, now, or I'll cum."
Nelly lifted herself to her knees, salaciously waving her fleshy buttocks in the air in front of him and shrugging her shoulders so that her heavily swaying breasts danced right in front of Pete's hypnotized, silver-dollar-sized eyes.
Billy was about to scream from lewd desire. He wanted her so goddamn badly, wanted to ram his hotly throbbing penis into his sister's beautiful pink cunt which was just waiting to be fucked. He stared in wonder as Nelly reached back with both hands and separated her ass-cheeks so he could see the puckering little hole between her wide-spread buttocks, just as she had for Johnny yesterday. God, it looked inviting. Almost before he knew what he was saying, lewd words came out, "Let me put it in your ass-hole, let me fuck you there, Sis," as he reached out and touched it with his extended middle finger.
"No, Billy, not there ... never." Nelly didn't care how many times the boys fucked her in the vagina, but she would never allow her anus to be sodomized. Even their fingers hurt there pleasurably so after a while but a penis would split her open.
Billy looked disappointed, then slid his virile young cock up and down her wet cuntal cleft as he had learned to do.
Nelly shuddered erotically, making no effort toward trying to overcome the wanton sensations guiding her every move, and then she felt her brother's hotly throbbing penis teasing at the entrance to her waiting vagina. She moaned loudly in a lewd impatient hunger while the other two boys watched in awe-struck fascination. She felt the immediate contact of his pulsating cock-head pressing against her yielding pussy lips, slipping just between them, causing further lewd carnal pleasures to surge through her nakedly kneeling body.
"Oooooohhh," she moaned uncontrollably. Oh God, she thought, it's so good. "Oooohhh, I can't stand it any longer, honey, put it in. Please put it in. Fuck me, Billy," she wailed between tightly clenched teeth.
Her use of the obscene four-letter word charged through her younger brother as it always did, and a faint line of perspiration popped out on his upper lip as he stared down at her smooth rounded buttocks trying to push back against his white fleshy shaft. Then, groaning, he grabbed her wide spread ass-cheeks and with one powerful thrust, he slithered his long slender cock up into the velvet depths of her soft warm pussy. His rigidly trembling shaft of heated cock-flesh drove in until his desire-tortured balls slapped against her naked thighs.
Nelly moaned with salacious lust as she felt the hard youthful penis pulsating up inside her vagina. She gazed with lust-filled eyes at the two teenagers watching the spectacle, and saw that both had removed their shorts and were holding their desire-hardened cocks in their hands, rubbing them back and forth and moaning in anxious desire.
Billy withdrew his penis until only the tip was inside her clenching pussy lips then, thrusting his hips forward he buried the solid length of virile young flesh deep up between her legs. Nelly responded with a pleasured grunt of rapture, bellowing the fire inside her. She felt the lewdly overpowering sensations as his slender length of penis probed delightfully in her moist, sucking vagina and his cum-bloated balls grazed and taunted her erect clitoris in a blissful rhythm with each solid stroke inward. His lean hips seemed to be spreading the soft white moons of her upraised buttocks further apart.
Nelly felt the heat boiling up in her belly and loins as she undulated her rounded buttocks in wanton little circles, squeezing with her inner cuntal muscles at the boyish pole of swollen sinew stroking into her from behind. Her lust grew in intensity as she heard his unintelligible moans of pleasure and felt his shaft expanding deep inside of her rejoicing cunt.
She glanced again to where the two young boys were watching from their vantage points and was astounded at the raw lust on their youthful faces. Johnny was sliding his hand back and forth over his desire-swollen rod with such force that she could see the wide open slit in the end, his virilely hardened cock looking like a one-eyed monster. His lips were drawn back against his teeth as loud grunts of salacious pleasure escaped his throat. Pete was gawking at the younger brother fucking his sister as if he didn't believe what he was seeing, but nevertheless, his slender boyish cock stuck straight out from his naked young pubis. He, too, was masturbating himself, using just a thumb and forefinger on his blood-filled shaft.
The older woman had a gleam of prurient satisfaction in her lust-smoked eyes as she saw what she was doing to these three young virile boys. Feeling deep sympathy for their suffering, she mumbled, "Johnny ... Pete ... come here and I'll help you both."
She didn't have to ask them twice, Pete came quickly to the side of the bed and stood in front of Nelly's face with his hard little penis almost touching her wetly parted lips. Nelly reached out and took the trembling young cock in her hand and massaged it up and down.
Johnny was moving into position when Billy whispered in a lust-constricted voice, "Hey, man, come here ... let's both fuck her at the same time."
"How can we do that?" Johnny looked confused.
"Well, Sam has a picture of a man fucking a woman in the ass-hole while another one fucks her in the pussy." Billy said through clenched teeth, still stroking his wetly glistening cock in and out of his sister's vagina.
"Cripes! God Almighty, Billy, I don't know! She wouldn't let you do it earlier."
"We can do it if we work together," Billy said quietly just as Nelly turned her face to them, asking, "What are you two whispering about?" Her lewd hunger wouldn't let her wait for an answer and she quickly added, "Come here Johnny, and I'm going to suck you and Pete at the same time."
"Wait, Nelly," Billy said. "First, why don't you turn over and let me on top. It'll be easier for you."
"Well, what do you know! You're really learning your lessons well, darling." Nelly couldn't believe her ears? what he said was true, and it was the first time Billy had taken the initiative. Pleased at his growing confidence, Nelly nodded in assent.
Billy withdrew his painfully swollen cock and stood by the bed while his sister turned over on her back and spread her legs apart for her young brother, her hips rising and falling in a tide of urgency. He wasted no time in hopping on the bed and using his knees to wedge between her widespread thighs. Without hesitation he rammed his long slender penis all the way to her cervix, feeling the head of his cock bouncing off the rubbery mouth of her womb.
"Aaaaagggghhh! You darling," Nelly groaned loudly, her eyelids fluttering in ecstatic pleasure. "Darling ... darling. Fuck me. Never stop."
Billy was so excited at the thought of putting something over on his sister that he almost ejaculated right then. In some age-old instinctive way he realized that his older sister was no longer the master the boss, the teacher now, he was in command. He could stop right now and she'd beg him to do it to her. The knowledge added steel to his hardened young cock and he began ramming savagely into her as she gasped in obscene delight. "All right," he suddenly commanded, "suck Pete's cock now."
Nelly blinked her eyes, startled at the firm way he was ordering her around. Then, in an eagerly trembling obedience, she took Pete's slender little penis in her mouth and with the tip of her wetly probing tongue flicked in and out of the tiny opening at the end of his pulsating cock-head. Pete let out a loud groan at the lewd contact, and stared at her with awe, as chills of forbidden pleasure raced along the ridges of his spine. He broke out in a sudden light sweat all over his youthful body as her softly ovaled mouth slid down over the sensitively exposed head, her saliva drowning it in a wonderful sea of warm moistness. He could feel her incredibly soft lips draw in along the ridge at the base of his shaft, tightening like a rubber band just below the lust-swollen head, trapping the full length of his painfully erect cock in the hot sucking cavern of her mouth.
Pete fairly vibrated with the magnitude of his emotions. The young boy was going out of his head at what the older woman's mouth was doing to his penis, and his eyes rolled back in unbelievable excitement as she began a hungry sucking on his wildly jerking cock.
"Oh Jeez! Mrs. Beale , oh Jeez ... I ... I ... never..." Pete could hardly speak, his knees seemed too rubbery to hold him up any longer, and he was almost unconscious from the glorious feeling rippling through his body. "Suck it ... ahhhhhh..."
Johnny could no longer stand the lewd sight and he stroked his painful erection to a savage hardness as he whispered, "Now, Billy, come on, let's do it now."
Billy suddenly turned himself over on his back, pulling his naked older sister over on top of him so that her full ripe breasts were crushed against his chest, and her buttocks defenselessly upturned above him. The sudden movement surprised the older woman, and for a second she was so stunned that Pete's wetly glistening cock slipped from her mouth. She stared down at her triumphantly smiling brother's face, "Billy ... honey ... what are you doing?" She groaned in confusion as he rammed his hips upward, thrusting his lust-hardened shaft far up into her trembling belly.
"Goddamnit, Johnny, hurry! Feels like she's gonna tear the head off my cock." Billy gasped, and then added, "It's all right, Sis, Johnny and I are going to fuck you at the same time. You'll love it!"
"No ... nooooo ... you can't honey ... come here Johnny ... I'll suck your cock ... no, don't touch me there . . .No!" Nelly couldn't believe they would do this to her. They wouldn't! They were her students; she'd never taught them anything like this. "You can't," she began, then groaned in frustration as Billy tightened his arms around her shoulders.
The young friends held her in position as Johnny used his thumbs to separate her quivering ass cheeks, revealing the puckered little circle of her anus, "Jesus Christ!" he groaned, "Just look at it! I think it's too small."
"No, it ain't," Billy said. "Go ahead and fuck it. But hurry up."
Nelly felt the hotly perspiring hands of the young neighbor boy pulling her tightly clenched buttocks apart, and a sudden fear filled her entire being, "Oh God, no, Johnny, you can't," she wailed in new despair, struggling mightily against the imprisoning hold of her young brother's arms locked around her shoulders and his long slender cock impaling her up between her widespread thighs. Oh God! What had gotten into these sweet young boys? They'd gone mad like animals treating her like a whore! "No ... you can't! Billy, don't let him." she panted. "No one had ever done that to me!"
"Good, Mrs. Beale, I didn't think you were a virgin anywhere!" Johnny Kirk rasped out at her sadistically, "I thought you'd tried everything!"
"Get going, Johnny, but don't hurt her. I gotta fuck or I'm going to blow my wad, man." Billy had been holding still while his friend prepared Nelly for his entry, and it was about to kill him.
Leering down at the suddenly cowering older woman, fourteen year old Johnny ran his fingers through the warm cuntal moisture that had flowed down her sleek inner thighs. Nelly cringed down against her young brother's chest, causing his hotly pulsating cock to dig deeper up into her cunt, as she tried to keep her buttocks clenched tightly together in an effort to escape the unnatural ravishment.
Then she tensed as Johnny's outstretched middle finger found her defensively puckering anus. Probing experimentally, he pushed and felt the tight elastic ring of muscle give way as his finger popped through up to the first knuckle into the hot inner passage. The naked young blonde wife screamed and jumped, causing her loins to jerk forward and down, screwing into her young brother's hard slender penis in an attempt to get away from the punishing pain.
"Aaaaaagggggghhhhh! God! No! It hurts," she moaned.
His face set in grim determination, the young boy shoved again and his outstretched finger wormed into the tightly gripping sponginess of her rectum. He slammed it all the way to the hilt up into her hotly quivering passage until the palm of his hand pressed against the rounded smoothness of her quivering ass-cheeks.
"Oooooohhhhh ... noooooo ... God ... don't." Nelly pleaded, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. Oh how could they do this to her? She had offered them love and this was her payment! God! It was going to be her punishment!
Nelly continued to groan in one long uninterrupted wail, as the boy mercilessly scoured her rectum, using one finger then two in widening and preparing the tight little opening for his hardened cock which was pulsating like a rocket about to lift off the launching pad.
As his fingers continued to fuck in and out of her anal opening, the older woman began to feel tiny ripples of masochistic pleasure racing from her ravished rectum up to the core of her belly where her brother's cock was throbbing like a second heart. She shoved back on the invading fingers as hard as she could, hoping to get it over with to either end the pain or increase the forbidden pleasure.
Meanwhile, Pete had been standing by the bed staring in heightened fascination at the unnatural act his older cousin was performing on the nakedly kneeling woman. Jeez, she was really yelling there for a moment, and he was afraid they were killing her. But now, there was a look about her eyes and mouth that made him think she was really liking it even if she was still protesting and squirming. The thirteen year old boy's eyes glazed and his mouth hung open in wonder as he watched Johnny pull his fingers out from between her milk-white ass-cheeks with a lewd sucking sound; and he gaped as he saw his cousin lift the head of his lust-swollen cock and point it at the small puckered opening. Johnny's mouth tightened and then his lean young hips rammed forward.
"Aaaaaaagggghhh ... you're killing me," Nelly yelled in agony, as the boy's rock-hard cock popped through her tightly clenched anal ring and began slicing like a red-hot poker up into her belly from behind.
Johnny closed his eyes, his eyelids fluttering in intense pleasure as the older woman nakedly twisted and jerked beneath him, trying to throw him off, as his eager young penis slid up into the slick depths of her warm buttery rectum. Nelly's frantic movements to escape the impalement of her virginal anus only made things worse for the skewered woman, because each buck of her kneeling body caused his cock to plunge deeper into her tightly protesting rectum ... and each time she lunged forward, her brother's penis scraped against the mouth of her cervix.
"Gaaaaaaaa-hhhhhhhlidddd!" she gasped out the last of her pained protest as her sphincter muscles were unable to retain their grip any longer, and the young neighbor boy's anxiously pulsating hardness slipped without further resistance into the heated depths of her rectum. "Nooooo-oooo! Oh God ... no! It's hurting me, Johnny! Take it out ... pleeee-ease!"
"Jesus man," the fourteen year old youth breathed through clenched teeth. "It's even tighter than her pussy, Billy! I'm afraid to move! It's about to pinch my cock off!"
Nelly lay between the two naked boys in humiliation at her cruel debasement, unable to move up or down without having a rampaging cock lunging even deeper into one of her cavities. They all lay there, breathing heavily, for about a minute. Nelly's mind was working at top speed. God, what a lewd spectacle she must make. Naked, with two fourteen year old boys fucking into her subserviently kneeling body, while a thirteen year old stood next to her head waiting for her to take his cock back into her mouth and suck it. Suddenly, she felt a masochistic shiver of lust at the thought of what Billy and Johnny were doing to her; she knew they had learned their lessons well. In a way she was proud of them, but at the same time she was horrified at the absolute power they held over her now. She needed them more than they needed her.
The two friends gazed in lewd satisfaction at each other over the top of Nelly's lush matured body. Then as if by some silent signal, both boys began thrusting with long hard strokes into her warmly clasping vagina and anus.
Within a few seconds they had established a natural fucking rhythm, one which found them both converging on her voluptuous older body at the same time, buffeting it as though it were some soft warm barrier between them. Their virile young cocks rammed in, sawed out, slamming against each other on the inward strokes, with only the thin membrane separating her vaginal passage from her anal channel.
"Jesus ... cripes man, Billy, I wish you could see her ass-hole from here! It looks like a tiny mouth sucking my cock!" Young Johnny snorted as he skewered his lust-hardened penis up into the older woman's piteously stretched anus. Up inside her hot little belly, the two young boys could feel their cocks sawing back and forth against each other, and the overpowering lewdness of it drove them on to faster plunges into the inner depths of her abused passages.
Nelly's pain had diminished as her natural secretions began to flow, lubricating the violently stretched and expanded walls of her rectal cavity. Strangely, as the pain and discomfort dissipated, the submissively kneeling older woman gradually began to feel a strong sexual stimulation, a warmth that rippled outward from her cock-skewered loins. It was then that she commenced to feel a masochistic joy in her position, of being sodomized like some slave of love ... some eager-to-please whore as the wildly thrilling sensations of that pulsating hardness in her rectum blotted out all reason.
It came as a shock to her to realize that she was moving her naked buttocks with the boy behind her, countering his every thrust, lunging eagerly backward to meet his slender impaling shaft, and undulating her hips to increase the pleasurable sensations. Now she wanted nothing more than this delicious fucking to go on and on ... to completion, her lust-crazed mind accepting the fact that she could and would orgasm this way.
Now that Nelly was enjoying the unnatural ravishment, her thoughts returned to the younger cousin of Johnny, who was there to watch. Jesus Christ! The kid is certainly getting an education today and, as far as that's concerned, so am I! she thought. Raising herself up, her full ripened breasts swaying tantalizingly with the movement, she reached out and grasped the thirteen year old's small immature cock in her hand and began to fondle it. "I'm sorry, little love," she said, "we can't leave you out, can we?" Nelly tenderly massaged it, working the foreskin back and forth, at the same time pulling him forward with each stroke. "Bring it closer, Pete, and hold it for me while I suck it ... that's it..."
Propping herself up on her elbows while Billy was fucking up into her cunt from below and young Johnny Kirke was ramming into her anus from behind, Nelly took the younger boy's lust-hardened penis into her soft saliva-filled mouth. As her wetly ovaled lips slipped over the plum-colored cock-head, she began pumping her head up and down over the hot shaft in unison to the groans of young Pete and the eager up-thrust of his hips.
Nelly mumbled incoherent little sounds of pleasure around the young boy's cock in her mouth, "Ummmmmmm ... Uh ... ughhh, and she jerked her trembling knees spasmodically around her young brother's hips as he fucked up into her from below while the young neighbor boy ravaged her anus. Abruptly the pressure was building in her belly, and she knew she was headed toward the final explosion deep in her loins. When it came it would be completely mind-blowing; it would devastate her, and she vaguely sensed she would never again be the same Nelly Beale.
"Suck it, Mrs. Beale ... ohhhhhh ... suck it good!" Young Pete moaned loudly. In response to his command, he felt her warm moist tongue follow each outward motion of his penis, licking along its underside as she warmed to the task of sucking his painfully throbbing cock.
"Ooooohhh ! Aaaaaggghhh! Gooooodd ... God! It's so good ... sooooo gooood..." Nelly was caught in a turbulent storm of headed sensations as the two pistoning penises blasted in and out of her cunt and rectum. She was sandwiched between young boys and she was wild with newfound pleasure. It could have been from the sheer helplessness of her fate or from the thought of being fucked half to death by the fourteen year olds at the same time, but she felt that an unbelievable state of ecstasy was about to encompass her.
"Oh ... oh, my God," she groaned and attempted to suck Pete's slender virile cock right down her throat.
"Attaboy, Pete," Johnny panted as he continued pistoning his own penis deep into her wildly gyrating anus.
The three young boys tried to smile in comradeship at the naked older woman sandwiched between them, but the look faded almost immediately as they felt the cum boiling up in their sperm-bloated balls, and all three had to fight the feeling or cum too soon ... it was a challenge to Johnny and Billy ... who would last the longest.
Nelly's eyes opened and closed in a stupored glaze of obscene rapture as she sucked demoniacally and spread her thighs wider, thrusting her buttocks higher back against Johnny's hammering youthful cock. With each ramming stroke, she felt with wicked delight his sperm-filled testicles slapping against the sensitive back edges of her pussy lips, lips that were already stretched as Billy fucked his anxiously throbbing penis into her cunt from below.
The warm saliva in her sucking mouth thickened, becoming viscous now; and she tasted the enchanting salinity of the minute emissions seeping from the tiny hole in the head of young Pete's uneducated cock.
She could feel the rubbery tip of his hardened penis brushing at the back of her throat almost chokingly as his tensed young body writhed and strained as he moved inexorably toward climax.
Suddenly, with an age-old knowledge inherited along with his genes, Pete's hands entwined in her long reddish blonde hair in an effort to force her hot sucking mouth up and down more vigorously on his pulsating cock. Nelly moaned passionately around his deep-thrusting hardness which was going so far down her throat that she was sure he was trying to choke her.
"Ohhhhhh ... Ooooooohhh, Mrs. Beale!" The young thirteen year old whispered in a lust-constricted moan as his hips shipped back and forth against her face. "It's gonna ... it's gonna ... I can feel it ... oh cripes! You'd better stop! I'm going ... I'm going to ... Aaaaggghhh! Now ... it's ... cum ... cummiiiing ... Oh Shit!" he gurgled as his throbbing pole of slender flesh suddenly jerked in her mouth.
The words alone were enough to send Nelly into a trembling state of wild anticipation. Instead of stopping, she sucked harder, and a moment later her mouth was completely flooded with torrents of hot thick cum raging down her obscenely swallowing throat in a fury of seething fire. The older woman fought for her breath as she gasped and gulped in sexual hunger at the fresh boyish sperm wildly spurting from the youngster's virile cock. Eagerly, she milked at the young boy's swollen balls, and the taste of his cum and the feel of his cumming was enough to trigger her orgasm.
Nelly felt it begin deep inside her frantically fucking body like a faint sound of distant thunder, and the shamelessly aroused woman thrashed her naked body whorishly and uncaring between her young brother and his friend as they quickened their thrusts, hot and pulsating deep inside her.
They grunted and groaned, their lust-contorted voices mingling as they fucked hard and deep in both her passages, the two virilely convulsing cocks boring in simultaneously far up into the hidden recesses of her body. The older sister's full mature breasts were dancing as she wantonly twisted and writhed in ecstatic joy. And then, suddenly, she was shivering and shaking uncontrollably between the two sandwiching male boy-bodies plowing mercilessly into her while she sucked the last of young Pete's cum from his now deflating penis. , "Oh God! ... Oh God! I'm cumming ... ccccuuuummmmiing!" she spluttered as she jerked her head upward and away from the boy's limp cock. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder, my loves! Aaaaaggggghhhh! I'M CUMMMMMMMMIIIINNNNGGG!"
Her hotly convulsing cunt opened around her brother's long slender cock fucking up into her from below, and warm gushes of vaginal lubrication flooded around his pistoning young penis. He thrust faster, digging deep inside her heated vaginal passage as the lips of her tightly clasping cunt nibbled at the lust-swollen head of his penis, forcing the young brother's climax to the fore.
Seconds later, he yelled, "Here it is Sis ... here it cums! I gotta ... I gotta cummmmm..." as he thrust his hips savagely upward and began spewing his hot load of churning white cum high up into her convulsing womb.
The kneeling woman's breath came in short desperate gasps as she felt his sperm shooting from the tip of his wildly jerking cock and she clamped her plundered anus around Johnny's exploding cock ruthlessly reaming up into her rectum from behind. "Aaaaggghhh! Oh shit, man, I'm cum ... cu-cummmming too!" Johnny Kirke growled through bared teeth as the mind-blowing spasms of the older woman's muscle-grasping rectum ate at his throbbing hard cock.
"Give it to me children ... both of you ... I love it ... I love it..." Nelly moaned like a possessed madwoman, as she bucked and fucked in the throes of her climax.
She continued to lurch and toss her pinned-down body between the two young boys, ranting meaningless words of passion as she felt the two virile shafts of boy-cocks slowly deflating inside her. First, Johnny's now depleted penis slipped out of her forever expanded anus with an obscene plop, followed by a torrent of his white cum as it flowed out between her reddened buttocks down the inside of her wearily trembling legs. And then young Billy's cock limply withdrew from her still fluttering pussy below, making a lewd sucking noise as the tip departed the sperm filled, hair-circled cunt. The two dripping streams of foamy semen ran together down between her thighs, mingling with her own still warmly trickling cuntal secretions.
The older woman's mature body was battered, but it was also satiated as it had never been before. Suddenly, a wave of shame and humiliation filled her mind as she slowly came to her senses, and she raised herself up from between the three naked teenage bodies, pushing them aside. Surely, this was her punishment for seducing her young brother and his friends! But ... could it really be punishment when she'd enjoyed it?
Quietly Nelly mumbled, "You shouldn't ... Billy ... you shouldn't ... " But now as she mouthed the protest, she was forced to admit that she was glad they had done it.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Thirty minutes later, racing across the lawn to the Kirke House, the boys were giggling and discussing the recent events. Thirteen year old Pete was overcome with awe for the two boys he had seen so lewdly fucking into the older woman. There was something bothering him, though, and he was able to put it to words as he remembered her earlier protests and pained expression. After all, they had forced her. Finally he asked, "Say, Johnny, do you think she really liked it? Think she's mad at you?"
"Well, from where I stood, she really dug that ass-fucking!" Johnny was suddenly very knowledgeable, or so he thought. He was a big man now, and especially to his young cousin.
Billy laughingly said, "She was really surprised, wasn't she?"
Throwing their arms around each other, the two friends bragged, "Billy, that ass-hole fucking is the greatest, really cool, man." Johnny was enthralled at the rapture of his climax, but at the same time he wanted his good friend to share it. "Next time I think you should do it!"
"I don't know, Johnny, I bet her ass will be sore for a long time."
Before either boy could say another word, Carl Kirke stepped through the door with shocked amazement etched on his features Angrily he choked, "What ... what did you say, Billy? Johnny! What do you know about ass-fucking?"
All three of the boys looked as if they had just been sentenced to the electric chair!
Carl had come home early, taking time off because of Pete's visit. He had found the house empty and the boys nowhere in sight. Thinking they had gone to the beach, he had sat down to read news magazines that he never had time for, then he heard the boys on the porch talking. When he overheard the conversation about 'fucking', his ears pricked up in interest.
"Where've you been?" he demanded.
"Just ... just next door at Billy's house, Dad," Johnny rasped through the fear that choked him. "We weren't doing anything, honest!"
"Johnny, don't you lie to me! I heard you talking and I want the truth. One way or the other by God, you'll tell me!"
Billy felt near to panic and he ran ... ran without thinking about leaving his friend to face the charges of the irate father. He quietly let himself in the kitchen door and sneaked down the hallway to his room, locking the door behind him. His entire body was trembling in a cold ague; he was too frightened to think, far too frightened to even cry. Rolling himself up into the fetus position, he hid from the world which had seemed to be exclusively his only minutes before.
Meanwhile, Johnny was finding it hard to keep from crying because Pete was sobbing as if he had already been beaten. Pete was sure he was going to be sent to jail! Johnny didn't think that would happen, but he knew his punishment was going to be quick and sure. All he could do was blurt out, "We were just talking honestly nothing happened."
Carl refused to accept his explanation, knowing instinctively that his son was lying to him; if he'd had any doubts, they soon would have disappeared just by the way Pete was acting and the way Billy had ran. He was sure they were the guiltiest kids he had ever seen! "Now Johnny, you and Pete come inside. I want to talk to you."
"But, Dad ... but ... " The young son was speechless with fear as his father towered ominously over him, and he cowered back as the older man grabbed his arm and pulled him into the house.
"I knew something was going on next door, but I didn't think you'd be involved in anything like 'ass fucking'. " Carl Kirke had taken the position of a detective now, he knew how to treat criminals, and he knew how to get the truth out of his young son. I knew that Beale woman was up to something!
Johnny and Pete were forced to sit on the sofa while the father, arms folded across his chest, paced angrily back and forth. His face was set in a stern frown, and his eyes were accusing as he said, "Now, Johnny, you know that when you do something wrong, you must be punished. If you confess right now, then you might get off with a light sentence; but if you lie to me, I'll punish you more severely when I do find out the truth ... and I am going to get the truth ... one way or another."
"Oh, Dad," Johnny moaned, "Please don't make me tell you. Please, Dad ... please don't make me tell..." Now he was crying, in spite of his resolve not to do so. Jesus! Dad was asking him to tattle on Mrs. Beale and Billy. God, he couldn't!
"I'm sorry son, but you must tell me. Do you want to give it to me straight, or do I take you by the scruff of the neck and march you next door to confront that woman." The older man spoke with authority, and Johnny knew that he meant what he was saying.
Speechless with fear, Pete had been silent and shaking, but he couldn't keep quiet any longer and let his cousin take all the blame. "She made us do it ... she made us do it...."
"I'm sorry, Dad ... Pete's right ... she made me do it ... she made us..." Johnny's courage suddenly drained out of him; he had to blame someone other than himself, he was too afraid to accept the full responsibility of such a horrendous crime. Moaning in defeat he whispered, "She made us, Dad, she made us!" With tears streaming down his face, he looked pleadingly at his father, his eyes begging for forgiveness.
Carl Kirke had never had to face the suffering of his son, and it did strange things to him. He felt guilty about hurting him and causing his grief. He could see the pain on his child-like face, and his compassion overcame his anger as he reached for his young son. Clasping him to his strong muscular chest, he hugged him protectively and said. "Don't cry son ... don't cry! It's all right ... I'll take care of it ... "
Young Pete was overcome with fear as he saw his hero, Johnny, weeping in front of him, and he poured out the entire sordid thing, "Oh, Uncle Carl, that's right ... Mrs. Beale ... She made us! She sucked my penis, and she let her brother fuck her ... and ... and she made Johnny do it to her ass-hole!"
Carl Kirke choked in disbelief, it was even hard for him to comprehend what the child was saying. He had suspected that the woman was giving the boys something to look at, but never in his lewdest imagination did he think a full grown woman would have the guts to seduce a small boy. He shook with rage from head to toe, and he knew he had to get control of himself; his rage was frightening the two young boys, and they were both caterwauling now.
Goddamn! He had to do something to calm himself down! Right now he wanted to go next door and choke that filthy kid-fucking bitch to death. The concerned father forced himself to walk calmly over toward the bar where he grabbed a gin bottle and, turning it up to his mouth, drank deep of the clear liquid. For a second his vision blurred, and he thought he was going to vomit, but he quickly got control of his emotions as the alcohol took effect and steadied him.
Finally, with some measure of composure, Carl Kirke quietly and calmly spoke to his young son, "Promise me, Johnny, that you'll never tell a soul of what has happened here this summer. I want your word of honor! And Pete, promise me that you'll never tell your family, never! If you do, we could all go to jail and stay there for ten years. You must promise me!" the older man finished speaking, desperately fighting to maintain control.
'I promise, I promise ... Uncle Carl ... Pete stammered through his tears.
"You know I won't tell, Dad," Johnny whispered, wiping his tear-sodden eyes on his arm.
"Okay, I believe you both, and I have to trust you. Dry your eyes and the two of you go to your room and think about what you have done!" Carl Kirke stood staring at the once-innocent young boys and was overcome with grief of a nature he hadn't felt since his wife died. At the thought of the wonderful woman that had been his wife, his grief turned to hate ... hate for the-likes of the slut next door who could ruin a child without batting an eye.
Obviously feeling the despair of his master, Doc crawled over to him from the other room where he had been hiding and whining. He instinctively knew when the human was angry, but this emotion of dejection was new to him. He wanted to help this man who loved him without question. Placing his head in Carl's lap, the big German shepherd sat patiently waiting.
The angry, grief-stricken father reached down and patted the faithful dog's head. "Don't worry, Doc, we'll make her pay ... we'll make her pay for what she's done to our Johnny. By God, she'll pay!" His eyes brightened in revelation of what he would do, and he stared down at the trusting, obedient German shepherd dog and said, "Yes, Doc, old boy, you can help make her pay for her crime."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Nelly had spent a restless night because Billy had locked his door and didn't even come out for dinner. She'd explained to Sam that the boy wasn't feeling well and was asleep, but even this morning after her husband had gone to work, the youth wouldn't come out of his room. She thought she'd heard him crying, but she couldn't understand what had happened. Had he and Johnny had a fight? What was going on?
When she heard the doorbell ring, she'd hopefully answered it, thinking Johnny could explain what had happened to Billy. She hadn't had much time to think about the events of the previous afternoon because her mind was too busy trying to figure out her brother's unusual temperament.
Already apprehensive, Nelly's concern deepened when she saw who it was.
"Good morning, Mrs. Beale, may I come in?" Carl Kirke asked as he stood at the door of the Beale house, Doc by his side.
"Why ... good . . .good morning, Mr.
Kirke." Nelly stuttered in confusion as she saw the next door neighbor and his big dog. "Yes. Come in!"
Carl stepped through the door with Doc following closely at his heels. "I want to talk to you, Mrs. Beale! It's a matter of great importance ... to both of us!"
"What's wrong? Has something happened with Johnny and Billy?" Nelly was frightened, but she had to put up a brave front; after all, he couldn't possibly know about her seduction of his son. It had to be something that had happened between the two young boys.
"No, Mrs. Beale, it's not the boys. I think you know what it's about!" Carl Kirke rasped menacingly, leading the way into the den.
Nelly couldn't believe her eyes as she followed him. Who did this man think he was, storming into her house and taking over, just like he owned it? "Sit down, Mrs. Beale, and you'd better listen to what I have to say."
"You get out of my house, and take your damned dog with you," Nelly screamed hysterically. Oh God! Surely he didn't know about ... "I don't know what you have in mind, but I don't want to hear it. Get out, get out or I'll call the police."
"You won't call anyone, you fucking slut, not when I get through with you," the angry neighbor towered over the young woman as she weakly fell back in the chair.
"I'll call my brother ... he's in the bedroom," Nelly pleaded, her voice suddenly lowering in fright. "Get out."
"Enough of this play acting." Carl Kirke, faced her menacingly and shook his finger in her face, "You're a harlot, young woman, an incestuous harlot, a molester of young children."
"No ... no-ooo, I'm not ... " Nelly cringed against the back of the chair and stared at him with wide, shock-frozen eyes.
"Look, slut, I know all about it, Johnny and Pete confessed everything. Now, I'm a private policeman. I can turn you over to the police and you'll get ten years in the penitentiary, or I can act as the judge and punish you myself for your lecherous defilement of three innocent young boys."
"No ... no, I'll not let you ... no, you can't ... my husband will stop you."
"I have a feeling you don't want your husband to know anything about it. So, the best thing for you to do is to take your punishment and get it over with." Carl spoke with quiet authority as he took his gun from the holster and placed it on the table near him. "You know, at first I thought about using that on you. There's not a court in the country who'd have convicted me if I had."
Nelly couldn't believe her ears. God, oh God!
Things like this just don't happen. Surely it was just a dream ... but no ... it was all too real, and she had to do something quick or he might kill her.
"Mrs. Beale, now if you don't be quiet and do exactly as I tell you, I'll call the Department and have them send a warrant for your arrest. Corrupting innocent children ... contributing to the delinquency of minors. Surely you know a little about the law?" The private security guard was reveling in his authority. As he watched her fearfully cringing body, he knew how to make this perverted woman suffer and pay for her crime. If she was so hot to have perversions, then he'd show her the ultimate of perverted acts.
"What're you going to do? Oh God ... don't hurt me! I'm sorry ... Johnny's just as much to blame as I am. He raped me ... he did!" Nelly whimpered.
"Oh yeh, how could an innocent young boy rape a grown woman? It isn't possible and you know it. You're a depraved lecherous slut. That's all! Face it and take your punishment, or do I call the police and have you booked?"
Nelly was speechless with fear, what could she do? She was trapped and there was no way out. If he called the police, her life would be ruined, Sam's life would be ruined, and her young brother would be hurt the most of all! No, she couldn't allow any of those things to happen. With a sudden feeling of overwhelming despair, she realized there was no choice but to do whatever this horrible man wanted to do.
All the time his master had been speaking, the handsome German shepherd had been sitting at attention, alertly watching his every move. He wasn't sure what this human had done, but it was wrong. He could tell that from the threatening-official tone of his master's voice. Also, when he was needed to help apprehend someone, he was told to "hold". His master had ordered him to hold when he had entered this house, so he was there for a reason.
"Take your clothes off, whore," the outraged father said, "And do it now."
Nelly couldn't believe what she was hearing. Why did he want her to take her clothes off ... Oh God! He was going to fuck her! "No ... not that."
"Get your clothes off, or I'll take them off for you," he growled.
More frightened than she had ever been before in her life, Nelly quickly stripped the shorts and shirt from her body, wishing that she'd put her panties and brassiere on that morning, but it was too late now. She was going to be punished for her wrongdoings, and there was nothing she could do about it. If she refused, he would only call the police and have her arrested for what she, also, now realized was a horrible crime.
As Carl Kirke stared at the beautiful naked woman standing in front of him, her sensuously formed body trembling with fear, he felt his long thick cock lurch into hardness. Without further hesitation, the angry father snapped his fingers at the German shepherd, and the big dog stood ready for instructions. "Check it out, Doc."
No further orders were needed as the dog slowly padded over to where Nelly stood, too frightened to move. Taking his big cold nose, he sniffed at Nelly's feet, her legs, and then stopped at the "vee" of her sparsely curling pubic hair. He sniffed about, wagging his tail as though he'd found a jack rabbit.
"Enough, Doc, down," The big dog followed orders like a trained robot, and moved back to the spot beside his master.
"What are you going to do?" The older woman pleaded. "Get it over with and get out. Billy is in the bedroom and he'll hear us."
"So what!" Kirke snorted. "He's seen it all before, hasn't he?"
But the special security guard wasn't about to wait any longer. He wanted to punish the despicable slut who had seduced and stripped his innocent son of his virginity. She had to be punished, and the only way to do it was his way.
Nelly drew back in fright when the burly next door neighbor moved to her side. She was afraid of the big vicious dog who followed every command of his master.
"Down on your knees, bitch!" he grabbed her by the wrist and threw her to the floor.
Afraid to defy a madman, Nelly did as she was told, getting on all fours, her naked ass cheeks trembling in fright and her lushly ripened breasts swaying beneath her kneeling figure. She felt the cold air sweep against her wide-split vaginal lips, and shivers of lewd sensations and fear combined to shake her helpless young body.
She knelt in petrified horror as she felt his hand passing over the ovaly rounded full spheres of her soft white buttocks, and she felt the blood rushing to her cheeks in shame as his coarse hands moved intimately over her fear tensed body.
"Stop ... oh please stop." Nelly pled desperately. "Stop or I'll scream for help. I'll call Billy."
"You little bitch! You make one sound and I'll take you down to the station so fast you won't know what happened," he spat at her in warning, clutching the soft resilient flesh of her naked ass cheeks. "Understand? Besides, haven't you done enough to that young boy ... have you no guilt at all?"
"Oh ... oh God!" she whimpered, her sickened pain-filled brain racing madly in frenetic circles. Billy! Billy! Help me ... help me! What am I going to do, dear God, help me! What if he kills me? I'm so afraid.
Once more she tried to stand up but she was helpless against the strength of the angry neighbor. Then, as his lewd exploring hands roamed over her body, she felt something happening to her inside. She was actually experiencing wild little sensations of excitement, contrasted to those of shame and repulsion at his assault on her naked helplessness.
"Now, slut," Carl Kirke gasped as his eyes glued to the succulent pink flesh of her vaginal slit, "now you hold still, you hear!"
His hand was moving across the soft quivering warmth of her inner thigh, and then up ... up to the soft fringe of blonde pussy hair, pressing gently against the moist pink slit of her cunt. Nelly groaned and jerked to the slight pressured touch of his fingers against her sensitive vaginal lips, her brain desperately fighting to seize control from her over-powering physical senses. He mind was whirling in confusion. If only she could think straight, she might find a way out of this predicament. But, there was no other way ... she must humor him and be thankful he hadn't called the police.
Unknown to the man and woman on the floor of the den, Billy had heard the noise and came out to investigate. He quietly stepped down the hallway and stared aghast at the salacious sight in the room. Hearing the voice of Johnny's father, the young boy moved closer to the door, and his mind spun in despair when he understood what was happening.
"Baby, you're a beautiful luscious bitch. Damn you ... damn you! Why'd you have to play around with kids. It's sure a waste." Carl Kirke moaned. Goddamnit! He had to be careful or he'd end up fucking the bitch himself, and that was no punishment for a baby-seducer like her. Shaking his head to clear his lust-fogged mind, he heard the little mewls of helpless desire emitting from the young woman's throat. God! She is a hot little bitch!
Nelly felt the tough security guard tracing the moistly quivering furrow of her cunt with his outstretched middle finger, and she writhed and squirmed beneath it. Her hands caught at the tufts of the rug and their painted nails gouged into the soft pile as tears of humiliation fell from her eyes. It was bad enough to be forced into this lewd position, but to have her shameless body reacting to the brutal ravishment was too much for her. Spasms of desire raced through her loins and belly as he slowly parted her soft wisps of golden pussy hair and wormed his finger between her quivering vaginal lips. She moaned as he forced it deeper and deeper into her moistly pulsing channel, sending shocks of insane delight soaring throughout her entire body.
Billy was rooted to the spot at the door, afraid to move for fear of being seen. He couldn't believe that Johnny's father was going to make love to his sister! Not a mean man like him! Then, he heard Nelly whimper, "Oh ... ohhhh ... Carl ... I'm so ashamed..." the mounting passion had taken control. Then Billy saw the tears falling freely from her eyes as she clasped her hands to her face.
Nelly's young brother was disturbed ... if his sister was crying, why was she letting the next door neighbor man fuck her? He must be forcing her! Raping her! Oh God! The confused young boy raced out the door and ran down the street, unsure of where he was going. Just get away from the awful thing happening to Nelly.
Back inside the Beale house, Nelly tried to struggle away from the electrifying contact of his finger with the tiny throbbing bud of her erect little clitoris, but she heard the big dog growl as he moved stealthily to his master's side. Doc snarled deep in his throat again, and the fearfully trembling woman slowly resumed her helpless kneeling position once more. She was hopelessly trapped, and it was her own fault that she was in this humiliating position. It was good enough for her. She would take her punishment without complaining; after all, even if she stopped him, he would tell the police and she'd lose everything. She would suffer it with dignity. But God! Please get on with it. I can't stand much more of the teasing. There was no way she could rid herself of the vile repugnance she felt for herself at this very moment, and in all shame she knew that her betraying body was reacting with an almost overwhelming desire to the maddening play of his fingers in her vagina. Her hips were actually moving of their own volition in rhythm to his lewd finger-fucking of her moistly aroused pussy.
"Now ... that's better, bitch," Carl hissed at her, "Don't try to fight. Enjoy it like you did with my son! You see ... your tight little cunt is getting nice and wet ... and pretty soon you're going to beg me to let Doc fuck you."
Nelly couldn't speak for a moment, she tried to answer him but it came out in a croak, and then she felt his thick fingers teasing around her hotly throbbing clitoris, his vile suggestion finally penetrating her lust-dazed mind. Oh God! No! Not that animal, she thought in fear, and frantically writhed her buttocks away from him in a vain effort to escape. But there was to be no escape! Doc growled menacingly, and Carl laughed sadistically as he fucked his middle finger in and out of her tormented young cunt.
Oh ... oohhhhh ... no-ooo," Nelly moaned helplessly while he continued his clitoral teasing until at last, he paused to ask her, "Well, am I right? Don't you want to be fucked, whore?"
"Whatever you say, Mr. Kirke ... only don't ... don't ... oh God, please don't let Doc do it to me..." Nelly beseeched.
"He won't hurt you, honey ... no more than you've hurt all the young boys that you fucked!" Carl spoke with deep rancor. His breath caught in his throat at the memory of his innocent young son, and with increased fury he brutally rammed his finger into her tight little vagina.
Billy's sister struggled to fight the affect his fingers were having on her, but a wild ungovernable excitement was raining throughout her fearfully trembling body. Dimly she was aware that she was slowly losing control of her mental facilities as familiar convulsive little twinges of wanton delight involuntarily rippled through her loins and belly again.
"Goddamn you ... you hot little bitch. Now, I'll teach you to seduce young children," the young father rasped with renewed anger, an anger which was doubled because of his own unwanted excitement at seeing this voluptuous woman kneeling at his feet, completely at his mercy.
Nelly, dazedly looked upward into his leering, angry face, and reality slowly crept back over her as she felt him withdraw his fingers from her wetly throbbing cuntal passage and stood up. Then, she heard the sound of heavy panting accompanied by a fierce animal growl, "Okay, Doc, she's ready for you now. Go to it boy! Fuck her half to death! Punish the slut for what she did to little Johnny!" The violent Mr. Kirke spoke with firmness, giving the big German shepherd an order.
"Oh God, no ... please help me! You can't do this to me! I can't take that big animal inside me. He'll kill me! Oh no!" Nelly screamed in a primeval fear as she felt the hot breath of the animal at her buttocks. Trembling, her body was now shaking as though she had touched a live wire.
Afraid to move, she remained in her obscenely spread position with her defenseless ass cheeks stuck up high in the air behind her. She tried to comprehend what the massive animal might do to her, but it was too much for her fear-numbed brain. When the huge German shepherd moved forward and slowly sniffed between her legs, a shudder of horror and shame tore through the nakedly kneeling woman.
In utter defeat, Nelly started to lower her quivering buttocks to the floor, but when she saw Doc bare his vicious teeth and heard him growl in warning, she dared not move. "Oh ... please ... no," she moaned, but another growl forced her to continue to kneel in abject subjugation with her thighs wide apart while the big dog stuck his cold nose against her wetly moistened vagina. Doc's long tail began wagging and his haunches had started to tremble noticeably as the powerful animal snaked out his long pink tongue and slowly licked the pungent juices seeping from her cuntal passage.
"My God, Mr. Kirke, help me!" Nelly cringed in horror.
In shocked terror, she watched the laughing man and thought, He's going to stand there and watch everything this horrible beast does to me! Dear God, help me!
She jerked in abysmal terror as the animal's long wet tongue snaked out and licked warmly up and down the smooth-fleshed crevice surrounding her snug rectum, and she felt like screaming when the pointed tongue tip slightly burrowed into the anal ring.
"Oh God ... Ohhhh..." she whined aloud as fright took momentary command of her body. She began crawling away, but the powerful German shepherd raised his head and again growled menacingly just once freezing her into immobility. Then, he turned his head and began to lap with glee at the narrow pink slit between her thighs, digging his tongue further into the defensively puckering ring of her anus.
Carl Kirke watched the big dog ravishing the cuntal and anal slits of the whorish woman he felt he had to punish, and he felt his lust-swollen cock lurch into an even more painful erection. Now was the time for the second part of her punishment! Unzipping his pants, he took his thickly pulsating penis in his hands and stroked it up and down in unison with the licking tongue of the big dog. His lustful eyes glowed with an unholy fire as a result of the salacious sight before him. Oh goddammit ... I can't stand it ... he thought, I need to fuck her ... too.
Doc continued to wetly swipe at the full length of her widespread slit, from the erect little clitoris up over the fluted pink edges of her cunt and then up to the tightly closed little anus, his thick tongue spreading through the soft hair-lined flesh like a warm knife slicing through butter. It laved relentlessly between her legs, pausing only sporadically to lunge and curl deeply into her vaginal passage. She moaned in a weird combination of fear and pleasure as she writhed helplessly under the dominating beast's tongue, all the wild erotic sensations she'd experienced only a short time being quickly resurrected to sweep in an uncontrollable wave of ecstasy over her once more.
Gradually, Carl noticed a change come over the wildly tossing woman as her fear became secondary emotion to her sensual pleasure. His face contorted in anger as he felt his control give way, No! No! I can't fuck her ... I have to punish the slut!
"God ... oh God!" Nelly moaned. She didn't care anymore. Doc's long lapping tongue was too beautiful, too wonderful to ignore or fight against. Soft mewls of delight erupted from her desire tightened throat and, suddenly, she found herself thrusting her hips backwards. Soon, with deep animalistic groans of her own, she was trying to force the big dog's tongue further up inside her pulsating pussy furrow.
The massive animal's tongue shot up the velvet channel to the hungering depths of her cunt, bringing deep-rooted never-before-felt thrills reverberating through her loins. Nelly couldn't hold back the babbling whines of licentious joy that streamed from her lust-twisted lips. In stunned disbelief, Carl watched as she reached back to spread the quivering cheeks of her ass to give Doc full access to her tiny puckered anus. The special policeman's brain whirled even more wildly when he saw the powerful animal tongue lash wetly up and down through the smooth, hairless crevice; and his own loins began a desperate, unwanted lurching at the depraved sight.
Suddenly, through the haze of her ever-increasing passion, Nelly felt the huge German shepherd mount her, the furry holster of his penis crowding toward her nakedly trembling buttocks, his forelegs clutching at her hips in the manner of a male human. As the kneeling naked woman turned her head, her breath caught in her throat as she saw the obscene depravity behind her. There was the great eagerly whining German shepherd mounting the spread moons of her own buttocks, plus Carl Kirke his eyes rolled up in his head lewdly jerking his long thick cock up and down.
Nelly saw Doc's glistening coral penis suddenly shoot from its long furry scabbard, wet and hard, the tapered end slipping and dancing like the red nose-cone of a roman candle against the damp open slit of her cunt. She felt his strong animal groin jerking against her naked widespread loins in his effort to penetrate her vagina with the pointed shaft.
"Reach back under your cunt and help him, dammit!" Carl commanded, caressing his angrily throbbing cock in a combination of fury and unwanted excitement.
"No ... no! I can't!" she whimpered, for his snarling voice penetrated her mind and shocked her into momentary sensibility. But it was only a brief moment of sanity, for suddenly the salacious sensations overtook her mind and, with an unrestrained moan, Nelly shifted her nakedly upraised buttocks in a searching effort to capture the dog's ever-swelling cock, the heated passion within her building toward the mind-blowing stage. Oh God, she wanted the long slippery organ inside her! She had to have it before she went mad with her constantly growing need. She reached back to grasp the long jerking shaft, causing Doc to whimper in eagerness as she guided the pointed tip toward the now hungrily sucking mouth of her desire-flushed cunt. Immediately he thrust, rammed, and thrust again, spreading her wetly waiting cunt-hole open wider and wider as he entombed his long animal cock deep up inside her hot pulsing passage.
"Oh! Aaaggghhhh! Oh my God!" Nelly blurted, her eyes wide and glazed with pain-pleasure, as the beast fucked searingly into her from behind while she stared over at Carl Kirke, pleadingly begging, "Oh ... oh God ... he's too big ... help me..."
Carl watched in sensuous absorption, gaping as the thick flame-hued rod of animal flesh slithered forward with a wet charge until it sunk to its hilt and the hairy, sperm-laden balls smacked hard beneath the helplessly kneeling woman's damp, golden-haired pussy.
"That's the punishment you deserve, bitch! No more little boys for you." Carl growled.
"It'll be too big now for anything but a male-sized cock!"
Oddly enough, it was Nelly who first realized that Doc wasn't really hurting her anymore. As the big German shepherd began to rapidly fuck in and out of her wetly clasping cunt, the kneeling woman forced herself to relax, and gradually the erotic rippling excitement began to move outward from the pit of her belly. God! It was glorious! No man or boy cock had ever felt half so delicious had brought this overpowering ecstasy flowing over her body like a soft fire from heaven.
Eagerly then, she waved her naked ass cheeks back toward the big dog fucking into her forever stretched pussy, wanting to feel more of the long hard dog-cock ramming into her from behind. "Oh, ohhhh, yes, oohhhhhhh!" she grunted in wanton pleasure each time she rhythmically met Doc's powerful long strokes plunging deep into the greedily welcoming depths of her belly.
Carl found that he was holding, then releasing, his breath spasmodically as with gaping eyes he watched his massive dog bucking frenziedly at the young neighbor woman's trembling buttocks, attempting to skewer her on the last remaining inches of the still growing shaft of his hard, glistening cock. And to his amazement, Carl felt his own impatient penis jerk into even more hardness with unwanted lust at the depraved sight of the huge beast burrowing his giant rod of animal flesh wet and shining from Nelly's cunt juices deep up into her clasping pussy. Oh Fuck! he thought, look at the little bitch fuck back ... she's enjoying it!
Neighbor Kirke was about to go out of his mind, his hand was no longer enough. He had to have something else or he'd go berserk. He fought the desire to pull Doc away and mount her himself. His loins were hammering in their desire for release as he mindlessly lunged toward the wild, lust-crazed woman kneeling in total subjugation in front of the big fucking dog. With sadistic force, he grabbed her long golden hair and brutally snapped her head back as he hissed, "Suck it bitch ... suck it!"
"Oh God, yes ... give it to me Carl!" Nelly uttered in lascivious hunger. "Uhhh ... uhhh ... such a beautiful big cock!" Her punishment was complete now ... an animal fucking into her from behind, and her neighbor's cock throbbing in her mouth. It was huge larger than any male-cock she had ever seen before. It would choke her to death ... but, that's what she deserved ... she had earned this punishment. And even as she was formulating these thoughts a part of her wildly ecstatic body realized that this was no punishment; this was pure unadulerated rapture.
Nelly gagged and tried to twist her mouth aside to get her breath, but he held her head, tight and straight to keep his eagerly pulsating penis sunk deep in her throat. He could feel the swallowing motions of her throat, and the sensations generated by her wanton sucking were wild out of this world! It was all too much, and the special policeman knew that he would soon be cumming to a spewing orgasm in her greedily sucking mouth.
The burning sensation at the root of his cock demanded it. He had to cum or lose his mind! Never had he seen anything as exciting as watching the massive animal fucking into his beautiful bitch of a neighbor.
Nelly hung as if suspended on a teetering pinnacle of unbelievable bliss. She knew she was a quivering mass of deranged lusting flesh that wanted to be subjugated. She was reveling in the humiliation of being fucked by this splendid beast and, at the same time, being fucked in the mouth by the dog's master.
Carl couldn't contain the groans of pleasure that bubbled out of his powerful chest as he felt Nelly's warm soft lips sucking on his wildly throbbing cock. He thrust into her wetly heated mouth with all his might, pulling her forward with each inward stroke. His breathing increased as suddenly she began to suck with renewed fervor. It felt as if she would take his penis off right at his balls. He could feel the anxious rumbling in his cum-filled testicles announcing the beginning of his climax as his cock-head began to throb violently deep up inside her warm clasping mouth.
Nelly heard Carl utter a gasping oath, "Good God Almighty, I'm cumming, bitch ... suck harder you fucking whore ... I'm cuuuummming." And then she felt his pumping rod begin spewing its white hot load deep into her throat. Choking and gasping for breath, Nelly fought to swallow the jets of fiery sperm spuming into her gullet. Her cheeks hollowed and expanded as her Adam's apple bounced with each swallow. She continued to hungrily suck him until his thick penis stopped its hot spewing and began to deflate in her mouth.
The wilting cock finally slid from her lips and dropped to hang limply from his loins. She began uttering a muffled sound that grew louder and louder with each thrust of Doc's powerful penis into her eagerly pulsing cunt. Raising her face from Carl's loins, Nelly's lust-glazed eyes grew round and wide as she began to moan, "Oohhhh ... ohhh ... my God! I'm going to cum ... yes ... ohhh . . .I'm cu-cuuuummmming ... ccuuuuummmming!" She wailed until her voice died in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh, her long blonde hair flailing from side to side with almost an insane violence, she screwed her rounded buttocks back onto the swollen animal cock and began shrieking as her rapture built, intensified, and fed on itself until she was only a mindlessly writhing mass of pleasure.
Doc's huge dog-tongue hung loosely from his mouth, panting and dripping saliva onto the smooth white flesh of Nelly's back, while he fucked into her wildly undulating buttocks with a feral fury. Then, the young woman moaned once more, slamming her quivering ass cheeks back against the dog-cock with a frantic jerk as, simultaneously, he thrust forward and his long hardened cock began to squirt its hot animal sperm deep into her belly, in long jet-like streams. Nelly stiffened momentarily, and then her buttocks began to contract convulsively as the animal's thick animal-cum nearly exploded from the swollen lips of her tightly locked cunt that was still clasping and squeezing around Doc's penis. Thin rivulets of the sticky fluid ran down the satiny white columns of her inner thighs in mute evidence to her shame and pleasure.
Oh God, Nelly thought, I've never felt an orgasm like this in my entire life! It felt like a volcano erupting inside of me. She wanted to weep as the final rippling sensations of rapture throbbed from her kneeling body and the massive German shepherd slowly pulled his wilting dog-cock from her ravaged pussy. With a groan she fell forward to the floor in total exhaustion.
Carl slowly dropped to the floor and stared transfixed at the dog he loved and at the beautiful, love-starved woman he had wanted to punish; he was too stupefied by all that had happened to move.
The euphoric waves of orgasm flowed and ebbed over Nelly who was too exhausted emotionally and physically to say or do anything. She was still overcome ... enjoying the delicious sensations of the aftermath of an electrifying sexual experience. Never ... never in her wildest imagination would she have thought she'd have intercourse with an animal a dog! But, even as her thoughts dwelt on the rapture of the mind-bending orgasm, tears came to her eyes in memory of the sweetness of her sexual experiences with her young brother. There was no comparison one was totally physical while the other was spiritual.
"Nelly ... oh God, Nelly!" Carl gasped, as he slid forward and gently caressed the silken strands of her wetly tangled blonde hair. "Nelly ... you're a bitch ... and I envy my son for what he had with you. But you have to leave him alone. Understand?"
Unaccountably, the naked woman felt the tears welling up in her eyes again. God, his caressing hands felt so wonderful. "I promise ... I won't go near your son again."
"You get the urge for a little loving ... well, all you have to do is let me know. Okay?"
Nelly nodded silently, staring in complete understanding up into his ruggedly handsome face as he made motions of getting to his feet. Beneath her naked shoulder blade in his lap she could feel the restless head of his beautifully long thick cock. "Carl?" she asked.
"Yes!"
"I've ... I've got the urge!"
Grinning at each other like two high school kids sharing a mutual secret, the two of them reached for each other ... and this time it was Doc who watched man and woman become one...
CHAPTER NINE
"Nelly ... I don't want to go..." Billy protested for the umpteenth time, as they drove to the bus station. "Sis, let me stay with you!"
"Now, Billy, we've discussed it again and again ... and we both agreed that it's best for you to go back home and make your own life." Nelly said gravely. "You know we can't go on like this. Sam is sure to find out about it sooner or later."
"I know, Sis, but I love you ... " Billy whimpered, as he rubbed Doc's ear and patted him on the head. "You won't forget me, will you?"
"No, darling ... I won't forget you," the older sister reached and patted him on the leg, "I'll never forget. Besides, maybe you'll be coming back next summer, right!"
"You bet I'm coming back ... if you still want me." The young brother said with a catch in his throat.
Nelly parked the car in the parking lot and reached for the door. "Stay, Doc, stay!" The big
German shepherd nuzzled her shoulder and sat still as the voluptuous young woman got out of the car and went to the trunk to help Billy get his suitcase.
Turning to the massive dog, Billy whispered, "Take care of her, Doc, and be a good boy. I'll see you next summer."
The sister and brother walked to the waiting bus, arm in arm. Suddenly, not wanting to look closely at her, and feeling a painful lump in his throat from the tears, Billy kissed Nelly goodbye and quickly ran to the bus. Just as he disappeared through the door, the tears began to fall from his saddened eyes.
As soon as he found a seat by the window, he sat down and pressed his face to the glass. Longingly, his eyes were glued to the radiantly glowing woman who was slowly walking away from him toward her car where the big animal was waiting for her. He was envious of Doc and had been for some reason, ever since Carl Kirke had laid down the law and said no more lessons for Johnny. Nelly was even on "special probation" with the policeman; she had to report to him every day. But, Billy was glad she had only stopped Johnny's "Lessons" and not his.
Nelly watched the bus pull out, taking her sweet little brother away from her. Sighing to herself, she waved frantically to him, unwanted tears falling from her eyes, not because she was sad, but because something beautiful was going out of her life ... maybe, never to return. But then, of course, something different and almost as wonderful had taken its place. When the bus turned the corner and disappeared, she turned to the massive dog and purred, "I'm glad today is the day I baby-sit you, Doc. It'll be easier to adjust to Billy being gone.
Doc panted, his long pink tongue hanging out, as though he knew what she was talking about. Nelly started the car and, as she drove toward home, her thoughts turned to the summer past. Her life was finally happy, thanks to her young brother, Carl, and Doc. Her relationship with her husband had improved because she no longer nagged, and she had enough wonderful sex to please any woman.
