Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs; fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably there is the advent of wife-swapping. All in the spirit of good, clean fun ... but where does the fun stop and the degradation begin? When one excess leads to another-and another-to what? When the children set as their own lifestyle what already is the norm at home?
This is the story of one family, in one town, Anywhere, U.S.A. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, to them it is the norm.
And outside their lives go on. Business and its daily conflicts. School and its trials and triumphs.
THE FAMILY GOES WILD-a novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
She saw her uncle get on the subway and tried to catch his attention. But all of a sudden she was far more interested in watching what her uncle was doing than in saying hello.
In fact, the last thing Amy Fulton wanted was for her Uncle Walt to realize that she was riding the same train.
Walt bumped his way through the rush-hour tangle of humanity. On the surface there was nothing unusual about this, since the car was packed. However, Amy noticed that her uncle always seemed to run into someone of the opposite sex. And when he could have steadied himself by hanging onto a strap, he didn't.
The train swerved around a bend in the tunnel.
The passengers swayed, giving Walt an excuse to lurch against an attractive young woman in a print dress. He braked his slide with his hands, which landed on the woman's ample tits.
"Oh, excuse me," he said, Amy overhearing.
"Well, okay," the woman responded suspiciously.
Walt removed his hands and turned the other way. Now he did grab a strap, but brought his crotch up against the well-turned bottom of a teenager in a pair of short shorts.
Amy watched intently. Her uncle started rubbing and the girl he leaned against did not protest. Gradually he got bolder and the girl flexed her round ass in the hollow of his pressing groin.
"God, he's feeling her up and she's letting him," Amy whispered to herself as she eavesdropped.
The train stopped at the next station. Walt jerked forward from the waist down at the same time the girl in the shorts dipped her knees in such a way that he momentarily draped himself over her back. His crotch and her ass were smashed together, briefly grinding.
Then the girl giggled over her shoulder to Walt, "This is my stop. See you around sometime, tiger," and skipped out of the car as the doors whooshed open.
When the girl got off the train, Amy saw that her uncle was smiling, licking his lips. But her eyes did not linger on his face. They dipped down past his belt buckle where Amy spotted a bulge in her uncle's pants that left nothing to her imagination. He had a hard-on.
How gross, Amy tried to tell herself. But the excitement she felt was more convincing than her token disgust.
With the train moving again, Walt looked around for somebody else to hit on. When his gaze swept in her direction, Amy quickly pulled up the collar of her windbreaker and hid her face. For good measure, she turned away so her back was to her uncle.
Amy began squirming with curiosity and stole a fleeting glance over her shoulder. There her uncle was, moving toward her. His eyes were trained directly on her ass, causing Amy to realize how tight her jeans were.
Amy was staring straight ahead at some graffiti on the wall when she felt the hot male breath on her neck. Her own breath stopped and her heart boomed like a bass drum. She couldn't move.
The rubbing started. Amy could feel the swollen masculine hardness in the split of her ass.
She winced and closed her eyes. It made things worse. Rather than darkness, Amy found herself confronted with the mental image of a stiff, throbbing cock. And that, whether she liked it or not, started her pussy tingling.
"Train sure is crowded today," Amy heard her uncle whisper from behind. "You'll have to excuse me leaning up against you like this, but I'm wedged in like a sardine."
"'S all right," Amy answered in a mutter Walt couldn't recognize, not knowing what she was going to say until she heard it herself.
Just then the train went around another curve.
Walt's crotch surged against his niece's ass with such force that Amy could feel the outline of his rigid prick through his trousers and her jeans.
"Sorry," Walt apologized.
Amy muttered again that it was all right.
She closed her eyes once more. The stiff cock she had previously imagined had grown in size in her mind's eye. It was long and thick, the head a red knob, the shaft ridged with pulsing blue veins. Heavy, round balls dangled from its base, fringed with coarse black hair.
In the midst of her image, Amy felt her tongue pass over her lips. Between her legs there was a sticky warmth that seemed to seep from the core of her cunt. Her thighs quivered.
The train came to another rattling stop. The crushing impact of her uncle's crotch against her ass made Amy fantasize for a moment that his cock was out of his pants and throbbing between her thighs. Her cunt spasmed with juice, instantly drenching her panties.
Amy looked at the opening doors and started to say something, but couldn't decide on what.
"Is this where you get off?" her uncle breathed from the rear.
"I, I don't know," Amy stammered, her voice unrecognizable even to her own ears.
"Lost?"
Amy shrugged. Then she saw the doors starting to close. At the last instant she darted toward them.
Her feet hit the platform running. She didn't look back until she was in a shadow by the comer of a news stand. Her uncle was in the middle of the crowd, looking for her. She realized now that she had expected him to follow her and he had.
She ducked into a bathroom without knowing whether her uncle had spotted her. After a moment she heard the scrape of footsteps just outside. The door started to squeak on its hinges.
Backing up until she reached the stalls, Amy dug into her jeans and came up with a dime. Trembling, she jammed the coin into a slot and started to let herself into a pay toilet. She was halfway inside when her Uncle Walt walked in the bathroom.
"So there you are," he called.
Amy retreated into the dimly lighted stall. But when she tried to lock herself inside, her uncle's foot stopped the door from closing.
"Nothing to be afraid of," he said calmly, while Amy cowered in a dark comer, covering her face with her crossed arms.
Now the door of the stall slammed shut, with Walt standing between it and Amy.
Amy heard a metallic whine. She looked down and saw that her uncle's fly was unzipped. He was fumbling in his open pants.
Amy knew what was happening and tried to turn away. But she couldn't defeat her burning urge to see.
And then, there it was. Out in the open. A huge, stiff cock.
"You know you want it or you wouldn't have come on to me the way you did on the train," Walt said matter-of-factly.
He moved toward Amy, his big prick swinging from side to side. Her face hidden in her hands, Amy peeked between her fingers and gasped at the size of his cock. His prick was even larger than she had pictured it in her mind.
Her legs turned to jelly. They gave, drawing her toward the floor until she knelt. When she landed, there was her uncle's huge prick less than an inch from her nose.
"Go ahead, suck it," Walt commanded. "If you're a good girl, I'll come in your mouth."
Amy tingled all over. She had never tasted a man's cock, let alone his cum. But she had often wondered what it was like to suck on a cock until it erupted in her mouth with a flood of hot cream.
And here, right before her, was a cock even bigger than any she had ever imagined. She couldn't resist. She had to suck it.
Head down so she wouldn't be recognized, she parted her lips. Slowly she eased them over the knob of her uncle's awaiting hard-on, poking timidly with her tongue.
The first taste gave her a hot flash. By the time she recovered, she realized that she already had drawn half of her uncle's prick into her mouth and was hungry for more.
"Thatta girl," Walt said from above. "Now take the whole thing. My whole prick all the way down your throat."
His hips lurched. Suddenly Amy was gagging. She looked into the darkness of her uncle's open fly, his wiry hair tickling her nostrils. She had just swallowed his entire cock.
"Now let's do some moving," Walt said. "I don't just want a routine blow-job. I'm gonna fuck you in the mouth."
He grabbed double fistfuls of Amy's long, black hair and jogged her head so she was forced to orally stroke his prick.
Amy took to it immediately. Soon she didn't need her uncle's persuasion to expertly slide her clutching lips along his cock's shaft. Using her mouth like a cunt, it was as if she had been sucking prick for years.
"I see I don't have anything to teach you about going down on a guy's cock," Walt noted.
He let Amy do the work. She did it well, lapping her uncle's hard-on with spit as she fucked it with her mouth.
Then Walt stiffened at the spine, standing stockstill. Amy thought for a moment that she had done something wrong.
However, she quickly learned that her performance had been perfect.
"Gonna come!" Walt rasped.
Her thirst for jizz overwhelming her, Amy clawed at her uncle's pants, grasping his hairy balls. She squeezed them as hard as she could, just before the eruption in her mouth.
Amy couldn't believe how much cum there was to swallow. But she gulped it down as fast as it flowed, giddy from its sweetness.
Her uncle's cock spurted a half-dozen times. Even after Walt had pinched off his final burst, Amy pumped his balls, still trying to coax more jism out of them.
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"Whoa," Walt laughed. "Look's like you're even hornier than I thought you were. Give me a chance to recover. Then...."
"Yes?" Amy said expectantly, cum clogging her throat and coating her tongue.
"... I'll fuck you," Walt said. "If you thought my cock was something in your mouth, wait'll you feel it driving in your tight cunt."
Amy was beside herself with anxiety. Quite simply, she was on the brink of the most important decision of her young life. To fuck or not to fuck.
Amy Fulton was a virgin.
Sucking a cock had been one thing. A girl could go down on a guy and still technically be cherry. But once she spread her legs and opened up her cunt to take a cock inside her, she was no longer the same person. At that moment she stopped being a girl and became a woman.
At her age was Amy Fulton ready to take that step?
"Yes, yes!" she panted to her uncle. "Fuck me, please fuck me!"
"With pleasure!" Walt crowed now that he was certain he'd scored on this young piece of tail. "I can already feel a fresh batch of cum brewing in my balls, just for you, sweetheart. Baby, you're gonna have one sloppy little pussy by the time I'm finished fucking you. The jizz'll be running down your legs."
Jerking her mouth away from his crotch, Amy rapidly pivoted away from her uncle so he couldn't get a good look at her face. She slipped her head into the darkest available space to avoid recognizetion and wound up braced against the toilet as she continued to kneel.
Her ass was up in the air. That's what Walt was interested in, not her indentity. And Amy emphasized the lower portion of her body by popping open her jeans, pulling them down her hips along with her panties.
"Mmmm, look at that," Walt responded to the sight of his niece's bare ass.
Amy reached behind and spread her cheeks apart. When she did so, she could feel her pussy gaping from the rear, dripping honey.
"Too bad the light's so bad," Walt said. "Bet your pussy's really pink inside. The young ones are always like peppermint candy."
"Pink's not as important as tight," Amy replied in a disguised voice. "C'mon, let me feel that big cock of yours ramming up my cunt. I want to get fucked so bad."
"My lucky day!" Walt cheered, celebrating his good fortune.
Amy abruptly felt a blunt warmth at the gates of her pussy. Then there was a shove and inch after inch of male hardness filled her pussy. Deeper, deeper.
It was happening. Amy Fulton was getting fucked at last.
"Split me in two with your huge cock!" she wailed.
There was another shove. But this time Amy felt pain. Halfway within her cunt, her uncle's prick penetrated no further.
"Man, you weren't kidding when you promised your pussy was tight," Walt puffed. "Fucking you's almost like popping a virgin's cherry."
Amy didn't have the nerve to tell her uncle that he had hit the nail on the head. Instead she begged him to keep pushing. She'd take his whole cock in her cunt and give him the best fuck he'd ever had.
Walt grabbed Amy's plump asscheeks for leverage. When he shoved again, he put all his strength behind it.
Amy felt something inside her give. It brought stinging pain, but also a sweet sense of release.
Realizing she was climaxing, Amy moaned, "I'm coming, coming so hard."
"That's not all you're doing," Walt gasped, his hiked prick freezing in his niece's cunt.
"What do you mean?" Amy asked.
Her uncle put his hand to the union of cock and pussy, then thrust it ahead, under Amy's nose.
Amy saw the red stain on Walt's fingertips just as her uncle mumbled, "Christ! You're bleeding. What is this?"
There was no way Amy could avoid the truth now.
"What's the matter?" she asked. "Don't you dig cherry pussy?"
"I, I don't believe it," Walt stammered. "When I picked you up on the train I knew you were young. But I never thought...."
"Virgins get horny, too," Amy replied. "We've got to start someplace."
"Still...."
"It's done!" Amy said toughly in a voice he would never recognize as belonging to his supposedly innocent niece. "My cherry is popped. When that blood started flowing, that was the end of my virginity forever. Now I'm just another piece of ass. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
Walt still hesitated. So Amy rolled her hips. From its tip to its root her uncle's buried prick was squeezed by her rippling cunt.
"You sure don't fuck like you're cherry," Walt groaned as his cock stirred and started moving to take full advantage of the fricton Amy's pussy generated.
"I've been waiting for the right cock. And, mister, you've got it."
This was enough for Walt. His cock pistoned back and forth, lubricating its strokes with Amy's seeping blood.
"That's it," Amy swooned. She was back in her orgasmic groove, coming all over again.
Amy had gotten off before, but only from playing with herself. It was never anything like this. Fucking was everything it was supposed to be-a Fourth of July for the senses.
"Don't want it to ever stop," Amy bubbled. "Feels soooo goooooood!"
"Mmmmm, you are one horny little bitch," Walt said to the climax-hungry girl as he fucked her without the slightest idea she was his own teenage niece. "I'll bet if I could find a way to fuck you forever, you could take it all right."
"Oooooh, you better believe it, stud," Amy moaned in a throaty growl much lower than her normal voice. "Your cock in my cunt is my idea of heaven. Can't get enough fucking...."
Her words trailed off into a whimper as her orgasm hit a jagged peak. She felt so weak, yet so strong.
Walt was gearing up for his own climax. His prick moved in long strokes. One instant, only the head would be inside Amy's cunt. A moment later he rammed into her pussy to the hilt.
Over and over again he repeated this process. Back and forth. In and out.
"You animal!" Amy shrieked with pleasure.
His long prick buried, Walt bore down, twisting his cock-head at the tender core of his niece's pussy.
With her uncle surging toward a climax deep in her pussy, Amy flopped her head over the rim of the toilet she was braced against. The water that lapped her face was scummy and foul, but to Amy it was the same as the crystal clear flow of a mountain stream.
"Come in me!" she gurgled. "My cunt is so ready for your jizz!"
"Good as done," Walt grunted.
Finding her tits, he dug into her bra and squeezed the nipples. Then, when the swollen buds of flesh were about to burst between his thumbs and forefingers, his shafted cock erupted with a torrent of jism in Amy's pussy.
"Ooooh, shit, that's hot!" Amy screeched, the sizzling flood instantly bloating her cunt. "Your cum's like fire! Liquid fire!"
Even with her sexual inexperience, Amy knew that her uncle was creaming her pussy with even more volume than he had her mouth. She could feel it dribbling down her inner thighs, despite the fact that Walt's prick hadn't quit unloading yet.
"One more blast," Walt announced from behind.
Walt gave his niece's nipples a final pinch as his cock spurted for the last time. Then it was over. The instant his prick slowed to a dribble, Walt lost his strength, keeling over Amy's back as if his muscle and bone had just been ground into dust.
With all that dead weight on top of her, Amy's nose and mouth were forced all the way underwater in the toilet bowl. She struggled. Finally her uncle lost his balance and toppled to one side. When he fell, his head hit the tile wall with a loud knock. Amy noticed his eyes were glassy and there was a cut on his scalp.
"Wha' happen'd?" a dazed Walt mumbled.
For the first time he was looking straight at Amy's face. But he was so stunned from the blow that, if he saw anything, it was two or three blurred images.
Amy thought about helping him, but she couldn't take the chance. Her uncle's accident gave her the perfect chance to make her getaway since the fucking was over. She had to think of herself.
So she hitched up her jeans, straightened her blouse, and started to leave.
"Where ya goin'?" Walt muttered.
"To find you a doctor," Amy lied, feeling like a heel for deserting her uncle when he was hurt.
On her way out of the bathroom, a man came through the door and bumped into her.
"Hey, little lady," he laughed, "you're in the wrong place."
Amy glanced around and spotted a row of urinals, realizing for the first time that she was in the men's John.
Then she brushed past the intruder and plunged outside into the milling subway crowd. Even through the din of the mob, though, she swore she could still hear the man's laughter.
She caught the first train that pulled to a stop, neither knowing or caring where it would take her. All she was sure of was that she would stay on it until the end of the line and give herself some time to think about what she had done.
CHAPTER TWO
Walt's head was bandaged, but he was all right. In fact, he was in a fine mood.
"I'm telling you, Ray," he said to his brother-in-law as the two of them drank beer and watched T.V., "it was worth it. A knock on the head was a small price to pay for what I got out of that little bitch. Man, did she put out for me."
"Picked her up on the subway, huh?" Ray said, unable to conceal the envy in his voice.
"Yeah, it was almost like she was just waiting there for me to come along. But, listen, I haven't even told you the best part yet. This'll blow your mind."
"What's that?" Ray replied, sipping his beer. It was obvious that he wished he were the one telling the story, lording it over Walt instead of the other way around.
Walt leaned forward in his chair, grinning from ear to ear as he warmed up to his task. There was nothing he liked better than needling Ray. This time what Walt had to lay on his sister's husband was truly choice.
"Now, get this, Ray," he leered. "It wasn't just that this chick was so hot to trot. So stacked. So young...."
Walt interrupted himself with a horny lick of his lips, leaning forward even farther.
"She was cherry!" he whispered in a way that was as good as a shout.
And right outside the door, Amy heard it. Just as she had overheard the last couple of minutes or so of the conversation between her uncle and father.
She had been walking down the hall past the den where her uncle and father holed up to watch football. The door was slightly ajar and she hadn't been able to resist eavesdropping when the word "subway" caught her ear.
Now Walt was trying to convince her father that what he had just told him was true.
"I'm telling you, Ray," he boasted, "I actually popped her cherry. Saw the damn blood with my own eyes. And she told me it was true."
"Falling on your head must have jarred something loose, Walt," Amy's father scoffed at his wife's brother. "If anybody ought to know that there's a lot of easy pussy on the loose in the city, it's me. After all, I've been pulling that subway gag for years. But cherry pussy? No way. I don't think there are any virgins in this day and age."
"You're just jealous," Walt jeered. "You've never been able to stand it when I top you. And, believe me, copping a cherry piece of ass on the train's topping you."
"Tell you what," Ray said. "Since you think you're God's gift to women what do you say we have a little contest to find out which one of us is really the better man?"
"Put your money where your mouth is," Walt rose to the challenge.
"Twenty bucks says that if we go over to Duffy's I can score before you do."
"You're on," Walt accepted. "Easiest twenty bucks I'll ever make."
"Let's go then."
They both got up from their chairs and Amy scurried down the hall. In her bedroom, she thought over the conversation she had just overheard.
Amy had known, of course, how tight Walt and her dad were. They hung out together, drank together and even worked together as hardhats for the same construction outfit. Yet the news that the two of them chased tail together like a couple of horny teenagers should have been a shock.
But it wasn't.
It should have stunned Amy to learn that her father went in for sex on the sly when she had always innocently assumed he was faithful to her mother.
But it didn't stun her-it excited her.
That warm tugging deep in her pussy didn't lie. Now that she was no longer a virgin, she knew automatically when she was turned-on. Putting her hand to the damp crotch of her panties, she came away with her fingertips sticky with pussy juice.
"I've got to have some cock," she bluntly told herself. "Tonight!"
Duffy's bar was well within easy walking distance. When she got there, Amy spotted her father's car in the lot and went up to it. It was empty. She got inside, turned on the headlights and crawled into the back seat where she couldn't be seen. Sooner or later, she was confident, somebody would notice the lights.
She waited ten, maybe fifteen minutes. Then she heard footsteps approaching the car.
"Goddamn it," her father grumbled. "I swear I turned those lights off. Must be some lousy kids playing a prank. Or Walt. Shit, and just when I was starting to make serious time with that little tramp with the Southern accent. Walt'll probably snag her for himself while I'm turning out these fucking lights and I'll be out twenty bills."
Ray reached his car. He opened the door, put a hand inside, and switched off the headlights.
"Better check to see if the battery's all right," he decided.
He turned the key and the motor started. Satisfied, he started to get out and leave.
"Where y'all goin' so fast?" Amy purred from the darkness of the back seat, her voice disguised by the lilting twang of a phony Southern drawl. " 'Specially after I went to all the trouble to trick you out here where we could be alone, honey chil'."
"It's you, by God!" Ray reacted. "I'd recognize that corn-pone accent anywhere."
"Anywhere? An' we only jes' met. Isn't that remarkable?" Amy said, impersonating the other woman. "Now we gonna keep chewin' the fat? Or are you comin' back here to keep little me company now that I made a silly fool of myself sneakin' to your car to fiddle with your lights so I could have you all to my lonesome?"
Ray eagerly climbed over the seat. In the darkness below him, Amy waited for him to land. When he did, she came up from the floor under a car blanket that covered her head and shoulders.
"Jesus," Ray gusted, "what's the deal?"
"I may not act it," Amy lilted in her fake drawl, "but I'm kinda shy. Sorta nervous 'bout somebody walkin' by and seein' what I'm gonna be doin' to you."
"And just what might that be?" Ray asked when the blanket was draped across his lap and he felt a head move between his covered legs.
"Suckin' your cock," Amy crooned to her father from under the blanket. "Hope you got a big one."
Ray chuckled, "Well, I don't like to brag, but...."
He was interrupted by the unzipping of his fly. And then slender, feminine fingers clutched his throbbing hard-on.
"Honey," Amy chirped, "it ain't bragging when you can deliver the goods. Mmmm, you are one hung stud. I'm gonna have trouble getting this whole monster in my mouth."
"Something tells me you'll manage," Ray addressed the squirming lump beneath the blanket.
"All I can do is try," Amy answered.
Then she stopped talking and took her father's fat cock-head between her lips. She gave it some tongue and then started working down the thick shaft.
"Oh, that's good," Ray moaned with pleasure. "That's the way to eat my prick. Suck it all the way down to my balls."
Amy slurped downward. Her father squirmed as she started to deep-throat him.
"Ahhh, you did it, and in record time," Ray responded. "Ate my whole damn prick. You're somethin' else, baby. Too good for us to stop with just a simple blow-job. No, I'm not gonna just let you suck me off. I'm gonna use your mouth like a cunt. Really fuck you there."
His hips started to churn. Amy could feel his prick moving in her throat. She pulled his balls out of his pants and squeezed them, stepping up his mouth-fucking frenzy.
"Christ, I've got a short fuse tonight," Ray rasped after a few moments of steady cockstroking. "Baby doll, you're about to get a bellyful of the sweetest cum you ever tasted."
This was exactly what Amy wanted to hear. She couldn't wait to drink her father's jism.
She increased the suction, pumped her father's balls and listened to her stomach grumble with hunger for the incestuous cum it craved.
"Now, baby, now!" Ray grunted. "My cock is shooting!"
Amy felt the knob of her father's prick bust wide-open. There was a sudden flood of jizz, half of it pouring into her belly, the rest backing up in her mouth. The sweet flavor immediately made her giddy, as if she were drunk.
Her father's cock spurted and Amy gulped. The cum seemed sweeter to her with every swallow. She couldn't get enough of it.
Then, all too soon for Amy, her father's cock shot its last wad. Amy did some ball-pumping to coax out the final few drops of jism, then nothing. The mouth-fuck was over.
"I don't say this often but, thanks, baby, thanks," Ray sighed. "You sucked my nuts inside-out. Man, I'm hollow inside and it feels damn good!"
"Hope you don't think I'm finished with you," Amy said from under the blanket. Ray laughed.
"You talkin' about a fuck?" he said. "Hell, I'm forty-three years old. Can't come like I just did and get my cock back up like nothing happened at my age. Now if you'd caught me a few years ago when I was in my prime...."
"You're crazy if you think I'm letting you off the hook before you get me off," Amy sharply cut him off. "You've got to fuck me!"
"And if I don't?"
"I scream rape."
"At this bar?" Ray scoffed. "All you'd get is a big laugh." N
"Not if my boyfriend's the bartender."
That made Ray think twice. The bartender was a two-hundred-and-fifty-pound bruiser with a quick temper who used to make his living hospitalizing deadbeats for a local loan shark.
"Tiny?" Ray said the man's name with a catch in his voice.
"Tiny."
Ray sighed. "This is gonna be the first time I ever fucked anybody in self-defense."
Amy had planned her next move more carefully of anything. She knew she couldn't depend entirely on the blanket if her father was going to fuck her.
The key to her scheme was to distract her father with her cunt. Once he saw her pussy, open and juicy in front of him, he wouldn't care much about the rest of her.
Still covered, Amy left her father's cock and stretched herself prone on the floor of the car. Then, her head wedged in the darkest comer available, she rose on her knees until the blanket was tented.
Then she tugged at the blanket. It crept upward, gradually revealing her hoisted ass.
"Lift up my skirt," Amy told her father, as she pulled the blanket to her shoulders, still keeping her head hidden.
Ray flipped her dress over her hips. Her plump asscheeks bulged in her tight, sheer panties. At their crotch-band Amy's cunt strained between her parted thighs, pulsating along with the rapid beat of her heart.
"Like me so far?" Amy asked.
Ray snorted like a bull.
He rolled the panties down, kissing Amy's big asscheeks. His tongue snaked into her crack, tickling her asshole with its sandpaper tip.
Then the panties were gone. Ray gripped Amy's asscheeks, prying them apart. Her upside-down pussy spread before him, dark and hairy at the fringes, peppermint pink at its yawning center.
"Don't think I'll have too much trouble getting another hard-on, after all," Ray noted as he peered into the succulent gash of Amy's cunt. "In fact, I've already got one."
"Gonna just tell me about it or fuck me with it?" Amy saucily called back to her hard-breathing father.
"What do you think?"
"Stick me. Shove it. Split me in two with your big cock."
She felt his cock slip between her pussy lips from behind, driving into the damp, tightness of her cunt.
Amy thought she had taken all of her father's prick, but he pushed some more and she happily realized that she was getting a couple of extra inches.
"Okay, now I'm in you all the way," Ray called forward when his cock was buried in his daughter's pussy. "Start wiggling your ass, baby, and give me a ride."
Amy swiveled her hips while her father worked his cock back and forth in her rippling cunt. The friction swiftly had both fucking partners gasping with breathlessness.
"Oooooh, that's it," Amy groaned. "Make me come."
Her father moved with an expert touch. He fingered her asshole with one hand and reached with the other one down to stroke her clit just below where his prick dog-fucked her cunt.
Amy climaxed quick and hard. She had to chew the blanket to keep from screaming at the top of her lungs.
Meanwhile, Ray kept up the pressure, cock in cunt, finger in ass. Rhythmically stroking of Amy's clit.
"I'm flying!" she squealed, coming again.
Amy answered the mighty thrusts of her father's prick by banging her large ass against his muscular crotch. The car rocked on its axles from the action. Ray's sharp grunts and Amy's piercing wails shredded the night air.
After an extended period of savage, non-stop fucking, Ray announced that it was his turn to come.
"Didn't think it was possible," he gasped. "But I've got more jizz to shoot this time around than I did when I fucked your mouth, baby. Your cunt'll be a swamp by the time I'm through creaming in it."
"Fantastic!" Amy cried with expectation. "Give it to me! So much of your cum that my pussy can't hold it all!"
"It'll be running down your legs by the time I'm through fucking you," Ray promised.
Preparing for his final surge, he reached down and gripped Amy's tits under her sweater. Their spongy flesh oozed between his fingers as he dug his nails into them.
From the rear, his giant cock plowed to the hilt in Amy's pussy.
"Come ... come ... come," Amy chanted.
Ray's balls jumped in their sac. He snorted, pressing his belly against the cheeks of Amy's ass while his cock drilled her pussy nearly a foot deep. Sweat dripped from his brow, splashing on the small of Amy's back like globs of melting wax from a burning candle.
"Now!" Ray croaked.
His cock jumped in his daughter's fuck-hole, then exploded like a high-powered rifle. Its ammunition was liquid bullets. The target, the core of Amy's cunt, at point-blank range.
Amy knew a bulls-eye when she felt one.
"Shoot it home!" she gusted. "Gimme more ... more ... more! All the cum there is!"
Her cunt was already a sloppy mess and her father's prick continued to squirt. Cum started oozing from the rims of her cock-stuffed pussy, spreading to the hollows of her crotch, then trickling down the flexing slopes of her inner thighs.
"I'm leaking," she reported to her father. "My cunt's overflowing with your jizz and your prick's still blowing. What a wet, hot fuck!"
"Wish I could keep coming in you forever," Ray panted, "but, damn, I'm only human. Here goes the last wad."
His cock lurched in Amy's pussy, spit out its final missile of jism, then stopped moving.
"That's it," Ray sighed tiredly. He had draped himself over Amy's back, using her shoulders like a pillow.
Amy realized that her exhausted father had positioned himself so his head was only a few inches from her own. Only the blanket kept him from seeing her face, from knowing he had just fucked his own daughter.
Amy wasn't ready for the kind of hell that would break loose if her father recognized her. Which meant, now that the sucking and fucking was over, she needed to get away. All her father had to do was flick the blanket aside and....
Amy winced, not even wanting to think about the negative possibilities. She thought about making a pass at the handle of the door. She pictured herself tumbling out of the car head over heels into the parking lot. The trick would be to land on her feet, sprinting away the instant they hit the asphalt. One false move, though, and she was on her ass, a sitting duck to be identified.
But she had to take the risk.
Knew it for sure when she felt her father stir on top of her and rasp, "Hey, doll, you must be burning up under that blanket. C'mon, let me get a look at your face. Been so long since I talked to you inside the bar that I almost forgot what you look like from the neck up. After all, the next time we run into each other I want to be able to recognize you. Save myself a lot of trouble coming onto you."
Amy could feel the blanket rustling as her father took a comer of it. In a panic, she groped in the darkness for the handle to the door, praying it wasn't too late to escape.
It wasn't-but not because Amy opened the door in time.
Just before he pulled the blanket aside, Ray Fulton's attention was drawn by a sharp, rapping sound on the window of his car. He turned around to see what it was and Amy was temporarily safe.
"Walt," Ray said when he spotted his brother-in-law grinning in at him.
"Goddamn it, looks like I owe you twenty bucks," Walt laughed from outside.
"You sure as hell do!" Ray crowed.
He pulled his cock out of Amy and pointed to her freshly fucked cunt as it dripped with his excess jism.
"Mmmm, got to hand it to you," Walt slurped when he saw the creamy, rear-spread pussy his brother had just fucked. "I wouldn't mind some of that right now. Feel like letting me in, Ray? I'll take seconds on that cunt, even if it is already scummy with your slimy jizz. How about it, pal?"
"Have to ask the little lady," Ray answered.
Amy was aware that she had cut it too fine already. Now she reached for the handle, yanking it down at the same time she drove her shoulder against the door.
She hurtled from the car. Somersaulted on the pavement, found her feet, and started churning her legs toward the farthest spot she could see on the horizon.
"What the hell?" Ray said as she fled into the night.
"Hey, come back!" Walt called after her with frustration. "You got nothing to be scared of!"
Amy disappeared into a grove of trees.
"Shit, she's gone," Walt hissed with disappointment. "I struck out all around tonight, damn it to hell. Maybe I'm slipping."
"That's just 'cause there were no virgins hanging around Duffy's tonight looking to get their cherries popped, Walt," Ray needled his brother-in-law. "Let's face it, after that business you claim happened on the subway, maybe you're getting overspecialized."
"Bastard," Walt snorted, punching Ray on the arm.
While the two of them wrestled like a couple of kids in the parking lot Amy was still running.
CHAPTER THREE
"Where did you go last night?" her brother asked.
"What are you talking about, Chip?" Amy warily answered, cornered in her own bedroom.
"Don't jive me, Sis," Chip snapped. "I covered for you when Mom couldn't find you. Told her you'd gone over to Sally Powell's to borrow a book for school."
"Maybe I did," Amy replied lamely. "I could have done just that, you know."
"Except both you and I know it's a damn lie," Chip smirked. "I'd guess if you had to sneak out, it must have been to see some guy. How about it, Sis? Who you got the hots for?"
"N-nonsense," Amy stammered, her brother coming too close to the truth for comfort.
"How far have you gone with this dude?" Chip jeered. "He got into your pants yet? Bet it would turn some heads if the word got out that my stuckup big sister likes to get down just like any other tramp."
"Watch your mouth!" Amy snarled. "You're just guessing what I've been up to. But I know for a fact what you do when you get horny. I've seen you beating your meat and wiping the mess off yourself and stuffing the towel down at the bottom of the dirty clothes basket. It's disgusting."
"And I suppose you've never played with yourself," Chip countered.
"That's my business. At least if I do, I make sure it's in private," Amy huffed. They locked stares for a moment, then their eyes dropped and Amy noticed the bulge at the crotch of Chip's jeans for the first time.
She couldn't help herself. Her mind flashed back to the time she had seen her brother jacking-off. All of a sudden the image of his rigid, straining prick filled her head. She had forgotten all about it-until now.
Embarrassed by what she was thinking, Amy nervously shifted her weight from one foot to another. When she did she felt her pussy squish and her mental image of her brother's jutting hard-on became even more striking.
She knew she should leave right now. But her feet seemed rooted to the floor, her eyes riveted to the throbbing lump between her brother's legs.
"What're you looking at, Sis?" Chip got the courage to ask.
"Nothing," Amy insisted. But she didn't stop staring.
"Want to see it, Sis?" Chip asked, getting bolder by the second as his sister continued to eye his swollen crotch.
"Yes," Amy admitted in a breathless voice.
Abruptly, Chip's fly was unzipped. He put his hand in his pants but, abruptly, Amy reached out and stopped him.
"No, let me," she sighed hotly.
She fell to her knees in front of her brother, her face level with his groin. Quickly, she unbuckled his belt and yanked his jeans all the way open, pulling them and his shorts down his hips.
His slim, teenaged prick sprang into view. Amy choked with desire when she saw it looming under her nose. It wasn't a big cock like her uncle's or her father's, but just as appealing in its own slender, stream-lined way.
When she licked the quivering tip of her brother's pink cock-head, her taste buds tingled all the way back to her throat.
"Oh, Chip," she sighed, "what a sweet, sweet prick you've got."
She fastened her lips over the sleek knob and gave a hard pull. Chip shuddered, his tightly packed balls churning with excitement.
Amy swallowed more, her lips gliding halfway down the curved cock. She used a mouthful of warm spit to thoroughly slick the portion of Chip's prick that she sucked.
"Feels so good," Chip moaned appreciatively.
"Even better than I thought a blow-job would."
Amy had to laugh inside. Her brother was in for a surprise. She had every intention of coaxing him to fuck her in the mouth before she was through.
Her lips slipped farther down Chip's prick. And as they did, Amy reached for her brother's hairless balls, rolling then like smooth stones in her grip.
Chip's hips rocked, bucking his crotch forward, sending the rest of his cock surging into his sister's mouth. Amy took him to the hilt and his prick began to jog in her oval vise, the head scraping the chute of her spasming throat.
"Don't know how long I can go on like this without coming," Chip told his sucking sister. "I can actually feel the jizz rising in my nuts. Oh, jeez, am I gonna blow!"
This was music to Amy's ears. She'd heard that teenage boys had the most cum of all to shoot and she could hardly wait to find out if it was true.
She increased the pressure of her mouth on Chip's prick and her hand around his young balls.
Chip began to buckle at the waist. His hips sawed forward and back, causing his stiff prick to pump his sister's throat. Amy swore that his cock was getting larger with every stroke. She no longer had to do all the work. Chip was definitely fucking her mouth.
"I'm getting that feeling," Chip gasped. "The same one I get when I jerk-off-only stronger. Gonna come, Sis, come quick."
In the final seconds before his eruption, Amy added a special touch to her cock-sucking. She slid her hand up into the fuzzy crack of Chip's muscular ass and shoved a finger into his tight, young asshole up to her third knuckle.
The surprise probe of his ass straightened Chip up like a soldier snapping to attention.
"God, Sis, what're you doing?" he gasped.
"Just priming the old pump," Amy released enough of his cock to say.
That was just the time when she should have clamped down on her brother's prick as solidly as she could to take a bellyful of his cum. Chip was ready to blow.
His crotch lurched wildly, yanking his prick from the loose hold of his sister's temporarily relaxed mouth. Amy tried to regain control, but it was too late. Chip's cock exploded with a gush of jizz. And she got it from ear to ear.
Immediately accepting what had happened, Amy took full advantage of the creamy shower by wagging her head from side to side, and bobbing it up and down.
"God, Sis, you're beautiful," Chip panted when his cock was through unloading.
"Mmmm, let me see," Amy said, getting up and heading for the mirror.
When she saw her glistening reflection, a big grin split her mask of cum.
"I look like I'm melting," she chuckled.
Then she licked her lips, her pink tongue transferring a silvery glob of jism into her mouth.
"Ahhh, that's sweet," she slurped, rolling the cum over her taste buds before she swallowed it with a thirsty gulp. "Got to have more."
She drew her fingers down her face, scraping the m sperm from her features. Then she licked her sticky hands like a child gorging herself on frosting.
When she was finished she noticed her brother's reflection as he stood behind her watching her every move. She was delighted by what she saw. His cock was stiffer than ever.
"Looks like you're all ready to go again, stud. How about it?"
"You bet, Sis, anything you say!"
"Then I say it's time we went all the way," Amy told her brother. "Sucking cock's fine for starters, but that's just to get us in the mood for the real thing. And, oooh, am I in the mood!"
She rubbed her pussy, leaving no doubt in her brother's mind that she wanted him to fuck her.
Then, as if her message were not clear enough, she went to the bed and threw herself on the mattress. Off came her clothes, flung impatiently away, until she was naked except for her panties. These she tugged up into her crotch so her brother could see her pussy lips bulging as she spread her legs.
"A cunt," he said heavily, as though it were a dream he had thought would never come true.
"Get these panties out of the way and it's all yours, tiger," Amy urged him on.
Chip climbed onto the bed, kneeling between his sister's parted legs. Hunching forward, he brought his face to Amy's crotch, burning her inner thighs with his hot, panting breath.
He removed the panties and impulsively went down on her.
Amy moaned while Chip gorged himself on her wide-open cunt in preparation for fucking her. His " tongue stabbed inside her and his mouth sucked the curl from a clump of her pussy hair. His spit trickled into the crack of her ass. Best of all, as far as Amy was concerned, he made her come, the first time she had ever gotten off from being eaten out.
Her climaxing cunt filled her brother's mouth with a load of female honey that Chip gulped down as though he were dying of thirst. Then, when he'd had his fill, he pulled his sticky face up from her juicy pussy and reached for his throbbing hard-on.
"I'm going to do it to you now, Sis," he said in an anxious rush.
"Do what?" Amy teased, flexing her cunt.
"Fuck you," Chip stated with stark simplicity.
"Yes, fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me!" Amy begged with a raunchy moan. "Stick your cock all the way in my pussy and fuck me. Fuck me as good as I'll ever be fucked. I never want to forget this day."
Chip guided his cock-head into his sister's fleshy cunt. Amy lifted her ass and surged with her hips. Chip's prick stabbed within her.
Amy wrapped her legs around him, grinding her crotch against his. She wanted his prick as far inside her pussy as it could go. And when it was there, she squeezed the muscles between her legs, making her brother experience the tightness of her cunt from the tip of his cock to the root.
"How do you like it so far?" Amy asked, wiggling her ass so Chip's cock twisted in her rippling fuck-hole.
Chip tried to respond, but he couldn't find the words to describe the pleasure his sister was giving him. So he just kept fucking her, thrashing his hips and moving his cock back and forth in her juicy cunt.
"This is your first time, of course," Amy said as her pussy was drilled by repeated cock-thrusts.
Chip nodded that he was cherry.
"Well, you're doing just super. To make it perfect, why don't you do a little something to my tits to go along with your prick in my pussy."
Chip's mouth instantly began sucking and then chewing on the erect nipple of one of his sister's melon-shaped tits. Amy didn't mind. She enjoyed the pain caused by the gnawing of her tender titflesh.
"You know what you've done?" she rasped to her brother.
Chip continued fucking her cunt and biting her tits.
"You've got me coming," Amy said, answering her own question with a raunchy groan. "And, whew, it is something!"
Responding to the news that his sister was climaxing, Chip fucked his prick into her pussy twice as hard as he had done before.
"That's it!" Amy cried. "Keep me coming! It's fantastic! Make it last for me as long as you can, Chip!"
Chip was a fast learner. Now he went beyond just tit-sucking and cunt-fucking. His hands began to roam over his sister's naked body, their skillful fondling raising goose bumps on Amy's bare flesh.
After much rubbing exploration, Chip's fingers met at the split of Amy's ass. He pulled her plump cheeks apart and dug into her crack, finding the pucker of her asshole, stimulating its sensitive ridges.
"Fingerfuck my ass," Amy eagerly told him. "It'll feel so good with your prick already in my cunt."
Chip didn't insert just one finger in his sister's gritty asshole. He started with two, then quickly added a third.
Amy had never felt anything so good. Her brother's fingers clawing toward her bowels could have kept her climaxing all by itself.
Amy moaned orgasmically, feeling almost as if a second pussy had been added between her legs. She was coming twice as powerfully as before now that her brother was servicing her ass in addition to fucking her pussy.
Then it was Chip's turn to take the orgasmic spotlight. His cock had been steadily pistoning into his sister's spasming cunt and now it was time for his payoff.
"Sis," he blurted, "I can't hold off anymore! Gonna come in your pussy! Ready for my jizz?"
"Ready? Shit, I'm dying for it!" Amy squealed with anticipation. "This is what it's all about. Your hot cum flooding my pussy. So much jizz my cunt can't hold it all. Shoot it, stud, shoot it!"
Chip grunted, ripping his fingers from his sister's asshole. His cock fucked her pussy like a burning lance and the spurting eruption of scalding jism in Amy's cunt was a reality.
"Shitfuck! Fuckshit!" Amy wailed crudely as her pussy bloated with her brother's fiery cum. "What heat!"
Chip's prick pinched off blast after blast of fiery cream.
"So much jizz," she moaned, reaching down to feel her sticky thighs. "Wish I could drown in it."
"Sorry, Sis," Chip said apologetically, "that's it, my balls are dry."
"But," Amy giggled, testing with the walls of her cunt, "your cock is still stiff. I can feel it, solid as ever inside me. You could go right on fucking me with a hard-on like that."
"I could give it a try," Chip agreed.
"But not in my pussy," Amy said. "We need a different hole-someplace nice and tight and dry to bring out the best in you."
A puzzled Chip said he didn't understand.
"Didn't that business you did to me with your fingers while we were fucking give you any ideas?" Amy asked her brother. "It sure gave me plenty."
Chip gulped, "Jeez, Sis, are you talking about your, your...."
"My ass!" Amy said, excitedly completing her brother's nervous conclusion. "When you were fingering me there it felt so damn good. But it could feel even better if, instead of your fingers, you drove your prick up my ass!"
"S-sounds dangerous," Chip stammered.
"I'll take the risk," Amy declared. "I've already made up my mind. I've got to have your cock up my ass. Got to try it or I'll never forgive myself."
Chip kept stammering. But Amy had already pulled out from under him. As he looked on with awe, she jumped up on all fours, spreading her large ass in his face so her shitpit was a rosy, pouting circle.
"Turn you on?" she asked over her shoulder.
Chip glanced down at his straining prick and admitted, "Yes ... Oh, God, yes, Sis. I want to butt-fuck you."
"Then stick it in," Amy directed. "And don't be gentle. I want it rough. All the way to the crap in my guts. Every inch of your beautiful prick, Chip."
His sister's raunchy words and puckering asshole had Chip practically drooling. He was so far gone that if Amy had suddenly changed her mind, he wouldn't have been able to stop himself from raping her ass.
But here was no call for rape, not when Amy was pleading for her horny brother to plunge his prick into her ass so that she and Chip could both experience their first butt-fuck.
The crown of Chip's cock made contact, its tip fitting into the small dent of Amy's asshole. A beginning push left both brother and sister surprised at how easily a female ass could take a cock-head.
"It doesn't even hurt-yet," Amy chirped. "But I'm sure you'll take care of that, Chip, when you really fuck me."
"Okay, Sis, you got it," Chip answered.
He gripped the globes of his sister's ass for balance and then uncoiled the springing power of his hips. His surging crotch sent his cock shooting forward, straight up the tunnel of Amy's ass.
"Oooooh, that's it," Amy winced with welcome pain. "You're killing me, Chip. And I just love it."
He lurched. His prick met resistance for a moment and buckled. But then something gave within Amy's ass and Chip's cock barreled to the depths. The next thing the brother and sister knew, his cock was hilted so that its head was engulfed by a pocket of hot, female shit.
"Rip me, Chip, rip me!" Amy cried. "Make it hurt even more! Tear me to pieces! Split me in two!"
Chip geared up to give his sister the punishment she craved. He withdrew his cock until only the head remained in her ass, preparing for another crunching surge.
But it never came.
Knuckles rapped the door with sharp insistence and the siblings heard an all-too-familiar voice.
"What's going on in there, anyway?" Daisy Fulton's voice pierced the door of her daughter's room. "Amy, you in there? I could hear you all the way outside when I got back from the store. What in the world are you doing?"
"It's Mom," Chip hissed to his sister. "You've got to answer her."
Amy called out something back to her mother. Later she wouldn't even remember what it was-only that it worked. Her mother muttered something about kids running wild and stomped away. The crisis was over.
What Amy couldn't forget about her mother's untimely interruption was that it had made it impossible for her brother to finish butt-fucking her. And, oh, how she had wanted that cum in her ass.
She would get it, though, sooner or later. Sooner. She promised herself.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was night and the grandfather clock in the living room struck three.
Amy rolled over in bed. She hadn't slept more than twenty minutes straight all night long.
She got up and left her bedroom. The house was quiet. Tip-toeing down the hall, she stole a glance into her parents' room. They were sound asleep.
Then she went to her brother's room and cautiously slipped inside, closing the door behind her as Chip's gentle snoring reached her ears.
"Perfect," Amy whispered, moving toward the bed.
She was dressed in a shortie nightgown which she stripped away. She was stark naked when she sat on the edge of Chip's mattress.
She uncovered her brother who was sleeping on his back. As he breathed, the pink suggestion of his cock rose and fell in the rumpled fly of his pajama bottoms.
Amy carefully pulled open Chip's pajamas so his cock and balls were fully exposed. As she studied them, Amy licked her lips and felt her pussy turn sticky with arousal.
"What a beautiful prick," she sighed, planting a series of nibbling kisses on the smooth cock between her brother's legs.
Chip stirred. He was still asleep, but moaned, "Mmmm, that feels good."
"It's going to feel a lot better before I'm through," Amy whispered.
After a few more kisses, she took her brother's balls in her mouth. Sucking, she bathed them with her warm spit.
Chip's prick reacted with a sudden swelling. While she continued to suck his nuts, Amy took her brother's growing prick in one hand and began jogging the foreskin back and forth over its head.
"Must be having a wet dream," Chip responded drowsily.
"Yes, that's it," Amy told him. "I'm the girl of your dreams. Just relax and enjoy me."
She released Chip's balls and saw that his cock was rock-solid. Quickly, she deep-throated her brother's slender prick on the first swallow.
"What's that on my prick?" Chip groaned, his eyes still closed. "A cunt or a mouth?"
"I'm going down on you now," Amy let up enough on her oral suction to reply. "Getting you ready for the main event."
"A fuck?" Chip asked.
"Yes. But with a difference."
Then she resumed the blow-job in earnest. Up and down her lips slid over her brother's standing cock while she simultaneously massaged his balls, causing them to churn in her grip.
"I could come just doing this," Chip panted.
That was fine with Amy. She was sure her brother had cum to spare. She had no worry that taking a load of jism in her mouth would detract from her ultimate goal.
Chip's ass bobbed up and down. His hands found Amy's head, rocking it to and fro in tempo with his pumping cock.
For some time Amy used her teeth, gums, tongue and throat to service her brother's rigid prick. Amy's stomach rumbled with hunger for the load of sweet jizz she was definitely going to take.
"Now, now," Chip wheezed. "My cock's gonna blow."
Amy clamped down on his prick, forcing it all the way to her windpipe. Then she gave Chip's balls one last squeeze.
His cum spurted and gushed down Amy's throat. She gulped it thirstily, it tasted so good.
Amy guzzled every sweet drop that she could. But by the time Chip's cock had finished unloading, excess cum dribbled down his sister's chin.
"Mmmm, sloppy," Amy gurgled as she released Chip's drained cock. She savored the warmth in her belly for a moment then checked on the state of her brother's sexual readiness. To her delight, his prick had remained as stiff as ever.
"You're still hard, Chip," Amy purred, stroking her brother's sticky prick. "All ready for the next part of your wet dream?"
"Yeah, ready-that's what I am," Chip replied, his voice still thick with continuing sleep.
"Okay, then. Just relax and enjoy yourself," Amy soothed. "Go with the flow and when you wake up tomorrow morning, you won't believe how good you feel."
Amy straddled her sleeping brother's hips. On her knees, she lifted Chip's hard-on so the head brushed the crack of her ass. Then she tickled her asshole with the tip of his prick.
"Know what that is your cock is touching?" she softly asked her reclining brother.
"I'll leave the details to you," Chip answered dreamily.
"Smart boy. I won't let you down," Amy said.
Now she solidly fit the knob of her brother's boner into the dent of her asshole and lowered herself. Chip's cock-head popped inside her ass with remarkable ease.
"Good start," Amy said. "But it's just the beginning."
She bore down hard. This time the penetration was a little tougher.
She squeezed her anal muscles, unable to resist the temptation of asking her brother, "Know what part of me you're fucking yet?"
"Just know it's mighty tight," Chip answered.
"And going to get even tighter," Amy promised.
Amy channeled all her strength to her hips, literally sitting on Chip's prick, driving it into her ass like a stake. When the insertion was complete Amy's ass cheeks rested on her brother's crotch and his cock was hilted within her. She wiggled her ass, amazed at how much bigger her brother's cock seemed when it was butt-fucking her.
Chip's body started to gyrate from the waist down. Amy held on for the ride as her brother's hard-on reamed her asshole.
"I know what this is," Chip groaned. "I'm fucking ass. God, it's super."
He reached up with his hands and found Amy's tits. He clutched them, flattening the nipples against his palms. Amy liked that, so much that she climaxed on the spot.
"Oooooh, you're making me come already," she crooned.
"I know, Sis," Chip answered, his voice suddenly crisp. "I'm surprised you took this long to get off."
The abrupt clarity of her brother's tone caused Amy to look down at his face. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Chip staring back at her with his eyes wide-open.
"You're awake!" Amy blurted.
"Have been the whole time," Chip revealed with a sly chuckle. "I was counting on you sneaking in here tonight."
"Pretty sure of yourself."
"Pretty sure of you, Sis," Chip said matter-of-factly. "After Mom interrupted us this afternoon, I figured you wouldn't be able to resist finishing up our butt-fuck."
"Guess you know me better than I thought you did," Amy admitted.
"You fuck somebody and you find out all sorts of things about them," Chip stated wisely. "Especially your own sister."
He reared up without warning and he and Amy tussled on the bed. When they came to rest, Chip was on top. Holding her legs up in the air, he was drilling his prick straight down in Amy's ass.
"I know you like it rough, Sis," he panted. "This macho enough for you?"
"Rip me, Chip, rip me!" Amy gleefully urged.
Chip's cock pistoned up and down, the hilting thrusts plunging its head all the way to his sister's bowels.
"Murder. Sweet murder," Amy choked. "God, just when I think I'm coming as hard as I can, it gets even stronger."
She scissored Chip's neck with her feet. Her ass cheeks shook in midair as her brother's cock drove repeatedly into the shitty depths of her ass.
"God, you're hot, Sis! Your ass is so tight," Chip gasped, "I can't wait to come in you."
"Well, I sure as hell don't want you to wait," Amy answered coarsely, her personality taken over by raunch. "Get those balls of yours in an uproar. My ass is so thirsty for your hot jizz."
"You got it, Sis," Chip grunted.
His crotch slammed against his sister's upturned thighs. He ground his hiked cock in her spasming hole like he was trying to twist his prick off at the root.
"Come ... come ... come," Amy chanted.
Chip's balls jumped at the base of his buried prick and then his cum gushed. It did not spurt this time, but rather made a continuous flow.
On the receiving end of her brother's steadily gushing jism, Amy felt like she was getting an enema of molten lava. The pouring cum mixed with the shit in her bowels to burn her up inside.
"It's even better than I expected," she said, celebrating the liquid fire in her guts. "Getting fucked in the ass has got to be the best thing that ever happened to a girl."
"Not to mention the lucky guy who's doing it to her," Chip chimed in as his prick finished spilling its scalding load.
"Damn, it's over," Amy cursed the end of the flow in her ass.
"I'm only human," Chip chuckled. "Man, my balls are so sore they feel like someone pounded on them with a hammer. What a fuck!"
"Yeah, it was that, wasn't it?" Amy bubbled. "But you know what?"
"What, Sis?"
"I'm still not satisfied. Seems like the more I get it on, the hornier I am."
"I don't have any trouble believing that," Chip said. "Only thing is, I don't think I'm gonna be much good to you from here on in. My cock feels like my ankle did when I sprained it playing basketball."
"Well, this ain't basketball, stud," Amy pointedly replied. "And, besides, it just so happens there's a doctor in the house."
"A doctor?" Chip said, puzzled.
"Yours truly," Amy told her brother mischievously. "Haven't you ever heard of Dr. Feelgood? Well, here I am."
She wriggled her ass free of her brother's prick and brought her legs down and curled them under her. The next thing Chip knew she was leaning forward, dipping her face in his lap while he sat on the bed.
"Mmmm, just look at that shitty prick," Amy purred. "Looks like it's been dipped in hot fudge. Good enough to eat."
Chip started to protest, "God, Sis, you wouldn't...."
But before he could finish, Amy was lapping her own crap off of his filthy prick. With his sister's raspy tongue caressing his cock, Chip forgot any reservations he might have about Amy giving him a shit-flavored blow-job.
"I don't believe it myself, Sis," he moaned, "but, damn, if you aren't giving me another hard-on!"
"Just getting you ready to fuck me again," Amy said bluntly between licks.
"In the cunt?" Chip responded eagerly.
"No, somewhere completely new," an inspired Amy suggested. "Tonight we experiment."
When she had finished tonguing the last of her shit from her brother's cock, Chip was as ready to fuck as he had ever been.
"Now shut your eyes. Like I said, this is supposed to be a surprise," Amy prompted. "And lay out flat on your back. I'll do the rest."
Chip did as he was told. When he was stretched out, Amy got on top of him, facing toward his feet. However, at first their bodies didn't touch since Amy positioned herself as if she were doing a pushup, balanced on her hands and toes just inches above her reclining brother.
Then she let the upper half of her naked body down. She engulfed Chip's stiff prick with the portion of her anatomy she had chosen to let him fuck.
"Can you guess what we're doing yet?" she asked her brother.
Chip's eyes were still closed, but he didn't need to see to figure out what was going on.
"You're fucking my cock with your tits," he stated correctly.
"And isn't it divine?" Amy swooned. "But that isn't all. Open your eyes and see what else I've got for you."
Chip lifted his lids and found himself looking straight into the pink tunnel of his sister's cunt. Then the lower half of her body eased down, shoving her juicy pussy against Chip's waiting face.
Chip was only too eager to eat some pussy while his sister tit-fucked his cock. The lips of his mouth sealed the lips of Amy's cunt as his tongue probed the moist entrance of her fleshy pussy.
"Ooooh, this is turning out even better than I expected," Amy squealed. "You've got the rhythm just right, Chip. Every time I slide my tits along your cock, your tongue jabs my cunt from behind. A perfect recipe for coming."
And come Amy did. She'd already lost count of the number of climaxes she'd had.
Each orgasm seemed different than the others. Every time she got off was a special event, no matter how often she came. Her latest climax had her spinning as if she were on a whirling disk.
When she landed, she started coming all over again. But this time she sank as low down as she had flown high before. She was crawling in some funky gutter of her senses. She could smell, taste and feel the gritty raunch. She felt dirty and she loved it. She was the cheapest kind of whore fucking a drunken sailor in some filthy alley.
Recovering from her climax, Amy realized that reality had been preparing her a real treat. Clutched between her tits, her brother's cock had been rubbed to the brink of bursting.
"Come, Chip, come!" Amy urged her brother.
She spoke, Amy lurched up, sitting squarely on Chip's face so her cunt clasped him practically from ear to ear. Up front, she rubbed his pulsing cock tight against her belly.
When Chip's cock blew, its cum squirted straight up, catching Amy's jiggling tits. Then it dribbled down the center of her torso, and pooled in her navel before it trickled down to the upper fringe of her ebony pussy hair.
Chip continued to eat his sister's twat-he didn't have much choice. Amy was still sitting on his face, drawing his tongue up inside her with the powerful spasms of her cunt.
"I'll let you breathe in a moment," Amy told her brother as he smothered in her hair and pussy juice. "Just got to treat myself to coming one last time. Mmmm, I'm so fuckin' greedy."
She swiveled her hips, catching Chip's tongue so far up her pussy that she seemed almost capable of tearing it out of his mouth.
Amy moaned, shuddering with her final climax.
Sliding down the far side of her final orgasm, Amy felt a cozy cloak of fatigue slip around her. She felt like an artist after the completion of a masterpiece-happily tired, proud of a job well done.
She eased off her brother's face, crawling around so she could snuggle against Chip, her mouth to his ear. When she spoke, her whisper was like a warm shadow that caressed her brother's senses.
"It was just perfect, wasn't it?" she murmured.
"And then some," Chip sighed.
"You know, Chip," Amy crooned, "it's a cinch you're going to be making it with other girls before long. They won't be able to resist a stud like you. And when you fuck them, all I ask is that, somewhere in the back of your mind, you'll remember that it was your sister who gave you your first piece of ass."
"Jeez, Sis, you're getting way ahead of yourself there," Chip answered. "I don't know if I'll ever be able to fuck anybody after you. After the best."
"Mmmmm, flattery will get you everywhere," Amy giggled, kissing her brother on the cheeks.
"Just one thing, Sis," Chip said. "You're my first girl. But I'm not so dumb that I don't know I'm not your first guy."
Amy nodded that her brother was right.
"Well, what I wanna know," Chip continued boyishly, "is how I stack up against the others. You know, did I fuck you anywhere near as good as them?"
"What a question," Amy laughed. "I've taken your cock in my mouth, cunt and ass, not to mention between my tits. I've come so many times I can't count them. Between this afternoon and tonight I must have taken about a quart of your jizz. Does that answer you, stud?"
"Yeah. Guess I did pretty damn good at that," Chip concluded proudly.
"Well, okay then, just so we've got that straight. Now, before your head swells up so big it pops, I've got to get out of here," Amy said. "It must be nearly four in the morning and I've got a big test at school tomorrow. Got to get some sleep."
"I won't get any," Chip said sincerely. "I won't be able to think of anything but you, Sis-and about the next time I fuck you."
"Now you stop that," Amy teased her brother, "or I won't be able to sleep either."
Then, reluctantly, she got up and left the bed. Crossing the room, she could feel Chip's cum trickling down her thighs. She stopped briefly, moistened her fingertips with jism, and blew her brother a damp kiss. Then she was gone.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Why don't you fuck me anymore?"
Amy heard her mother say to her father as she stole down the hall toward her own room after leaving her brother. Gripped by sudden curiosity, Amy stopped and eavesdropped.
"Aw, c'mon, Daisy, give a guy a break," Ray Fulton grumbled to his wife. "It's late. Lemme sleep."
"For the last month I've laid beside you in this bed getting hornier every night," Daisy complained. "You've always got an excuse to leave me high and dry. If you're not too tired to fuck me, then you've had too much to drink. You've got plenty of time to go out chasing with Walt, but it's like I don't even exist for you. You might as well be married to that damn brother of mine instead of me."
"Women," Ray muttered with disgust.
"What about women?" Daisy snapped. "You don't think I'm a total idiot, do you? I know what you and Walt are up to when you go out. Running after every tramp in town. I can smell them on you when you come home. What've they got I don't have?"
"Maybe they don't bug me at four o'clock in the morning," Ray shot back. The light snapped on.
"Look at me," Daisy insisted. "Tell me what's wrong with me. I try. My body's in good shape."
By this point, Amy had tiptoed toward her parents' room. The door was ajar so she could see inside.
There was her mother, nude, holding up her tits for inspection. But Amy's father wasn't interested. He yawned.
Furious, Daisy went a step farther. She lay back, spreading her legs in her husband's direction, showing him her cunt in a desperate fuck-me pose.
Ray was not impressed. He covered his head with a pillow.
"You bastard!" Daisy seethed from her spreadlegged position. "A lot of men would jump at the chance to fuck me."
"Then why don't you find one of 'em?" Ray muttered cruelly from under the pillow.
"Could be I'll do just that," a humiliated Daisy threatened.
She rolled out of bed, stomping across the floor.
"Don't go looking now," Ray jeered after her. "All you'll find at this time of night is a wino, a burglar, or a cop."
"Up yours!" Daisy stormed.
Amy felt so sorry for her mother. It just wasn't fair. Her mother didn't have to apologize for her looks. She was plenty attractive. In fact, Amy had not realized how attractive until she had seen her in the nude.
Then, all of a sudden, Amy had to get moving. Her mother was leaving the bedroom. They'd bump into each other if Amy didn't hurry down the hall.
Amy's intent was to slip into her bedroom. But when her mother veered off into the living room, the urge to eavesdrop was too strong for her to resist.
She saw her mother, still naked, sprawled on the couch. One leg was up over the backrest, the other dangling on the floor. Her hand was at her crotch.
"She's playing with herself," Amy whispered under her breath as she watched her mother finger her cunt.
"Got to come somehow or I'll go crazy," Daisy was telling herself while she probed her wide-open pussy.
Amy had never watched anyone else of her own sex masturbate. It excited her and her naked mother seemed more desirable by the moment.
"Oooooh, yes, that's it," Daisy moaned, a pair of fingers wriggling in her pussy. "I can feel it building already. Gonna come."
"That's right, Mom, go ahead and get yourself off," Amy murmured. "You'll feel a lot better once you come."
Then, suddenly, come Daisy did. Her ass rose from the couch as she gouged her cunt. She was whispering with release, sweat running down her face and pussy juice glistening on the insides of her lifted thighs.
Finally, Daisy settled down. She was somewhat calmer but still unsatisfied.
"If only I had someone to touch me," she said sadly to herself. "Making myself come will never take the place of having someone do it for me."
"Oh, Mom, you poor thing," Amy responded, the pity she felt raising her voice higher than before.
Daisy reared up on the couch, looking toward the hallway.
"Who's there?" she gulped. "Ray, is that you?"
Amy still had time to leave but her feet went forward rather than backward. All at once she found herself standing across the room from her mother, both of them naked.
"You little bitch!" Daisy hissed at her daughter. "Spying on me."
Amy was not shaken by her mother's anger. She drifted toward the couch, propelled by sympathy.
"I understand, Mom," she evenly stated.
"What do you know?" Daisy scoffed bitterly.
"A lot more than you think," Amy insisted calmly.
Amy was at the edge of the couch, her eyes roving over her mother's bare body. "Just ... just what do you think you're looking at, young lady?" Daisy sputtered.
"You, Mom," Amy replied without hesitation. "You're beautiful when you're naked."
She stroked her mother's long, brown hair. Daisy was suddenly paralyzed by her daughter's touch. When Amy touched her tits Daisy did nothing to prevent it.
Amy leaned over and kissed one of her mother's dusky nipples. Then she sucked it until it was hard.
Daisy shuddered from head to toe as her daughter sampled her tit.
"Please, Amy, go away," Daisy choked. "If you don't, I might do something we'll both regret."
"I won't regret it at all, Mom," Amy firmly answered.
"God, child, what are you saying?"
"I want you, Mom. Want to make you come. And have you make me come in return. Just the two of us, alone together, naked, doing what comes naturally."
Amy embraced her mother. Daisy tensed for a second, then melted in her daughter's arms.
"That's it, Mom," Amy soothed. "Relax and enjoy me. We're going to forget all about men for the time being."
"Can it be we're really doing this?" Daisy panted.
"Yes. Oh, yes," Amy crooned, gently forcing her mother down on the couch.
Amy kissed her mother on the lips. Tongues were exchanged. Tits were rubbed together. By the time the kiss was broken, mother and daughter each had a knee in the other one's woolly crotch.
"What do we do now?" Daisy nervously asked her daughter. "I've never done anything like this before. I'm no lesbian."
"Neither am I," Amy responded. "We'll just have to make it up as we go along."
"I know this is wrong," Daisy said. "But I can't say no."
"All you have to do is trust me, Mom," Amy promised, "and everything'll work out fine."
"It's crazy, but I can't help but believe you, darling," Daisy sighed. "It's as if you're the mother and I the daughter."
Daisy whimpered with pleasure as Amy fingered her cunt. Her hips thrashed from side to side.
In the midst of Daisy's growing excitement, Amy slipped down until her face was at crotch-level. She peered between her mother's quivering thighs, as near to another woman's cunt as she had ever been.
The brown curly hair and pink, glistening female pussy did something to Amy that turned her on as much as the cocks she'd seen. She had to eat it.
The lips of her mouth met the lips of her mother's cunt. Upon contact, a sticky flow of female honey oozed from Daisy's pussy across Amy's taste buds. It was the sweetest flavor Amy had ever experienced. Immediately she was hooked on pussy.
She drew a clump of her mother's pubic hair into her mouth. She sucked it until the curl was gone, then began nibbling in the hollows of her mother's cunt.
Amy's tongue snaked to the summit of her mother's cunt and the delicate folds of flesh were lapped apart. Daisy Fulton trembled in a sudden frenzy.
"Oh, Amy baby, you just found my clit," Daisy gasped.
Daisy climaxed on the spot, right in her daughter's face. The pussy juice she couldn't suck up dribbled down her chin. There was a sticky swamp between her mother's legs now and Amy was wallowing in it.
"Ahhhh, this is coming," Daisy groaned. "Coming like I haven't felt in years. Eat me, Amy, eat me-keep it happening."
Amy thrust her tongue up the spasming tunnel of her mother's creaming pussy. It was even sweeter inside.
Daisy clutched her daughter's head with her strong thighs, keeping Amy's mouth sealed against her cunt. Amy pumped her tongue deep in her mother's pussy, working as if she had an oral cock.
"It's almost like getting fucked," Daisy said. "I'm leaking so much pussy juice! Didn't know my cunt could get so wet anymore."
Daisy's first orgasm ended. But only so it could be replaced by a second, even stronger one.
"God, it's wonderful," she told her daughter. Only one things keeping it from being perfect."
"What's that, Mom?"
"You're eating my pussy, but I'm not eating you," Daisy pointed out. "I'm so hungry for your cunt, darling. If only we could go down on each other at the same time."
"A sixty-nine's not just for men and women," Amy answered.
"Then swing around on top of me, baby," Daisy urged. "I can't wait to get at your sweet pussy and do the same thing to it you're doing to mine. I'll have you coming as hard as I am before you know it, Amy."
Corkscrewing her tongue in Daisy's pussy. Amy shifted, straddling Daisy's face with her sleek loins. At the crux of her parted thighs was her drooling cunt, just waiting to be eaten.
"Down on my face," Daisy called hungrily from below as she looked up into her daughter's hoisted cunt.
Amy lowered her pussy. Her mother's mouth was there to greet it with a wet, tonguing kiss. Amy wiggled her ass and her mother's tongue shot straight up her cunt.
The sixty-nine between her mother and daughter had begun.
Daisy had come on the spot when she'd first had her cunt eaten. Now it was Amy's turn to experience a flash orgasm. Her sudden climax swept through her like wildfire, her spasming cunt poured its sticky honey into her mother's sucking mouth.
There was no conversation for a long while as mother and daughter greedily went down on one another. Both of them were climaxing, each losing track of where her own body stopped and her lover's began. The couch springs squealed from overwork while the two naked females rocked to and fro in sixty-nining frenzy.
There were so many orgasms. So much pussy juice spilled and swallowed. And, at the end, their tongues hung out of their mouths as they panted like winded dogs.
"Oh, Mom, I never knew I could come so many times," Amy wheezed. "You always tongued just the right places."
"That's just about what I was going to tell you, darling," Daisy said to her daughter. "You had me coming so much I felt like a horny young girl again. Like I was your sister instead of her mother. What a wonderful feeling!"
"It doesn't have to end," Amy told her mother seductively. "I've still got plenty of loving left in me. What about you?"
Daisy rubbed her pussy. "You bet. But what'll we try next? I'm such a dope when it comes to this lesbian business. What do two women do after they've eaten each other's cunts?"
"F-u-c-k," Amy spelled out her intention.
"Mmmm, I just wish we could," Daisy responded with a yearning look in her eye. "But how? As great as we are together, neither of us has what it takes for a real fuck."
Daisy laughed, her tone somewhere between bitterness and irony.
"Damn those men," she said. "Why did they get the pricks, when we could put them to a lot better use on each other."
"I think I know a way we can get something stiff between us real quick," Amy slyly suggested.
She left the couch, then the living room. After rustling around in the bathroom, she returned with a long-handled scrub brush.
"It's the best I can do on such short notice," she told her mother, "but I think we can make it work for us."
"Anything to get fucked by you, sweetheart," Daisy answered her daughter eagerly. "Just tell me what you want me to do."
"Lay back and spread your legs. Get your pussy in fucking position just like you were ready to take a big cock in it."
"Like this?"
"Couldn't be better," Amy said as her mother's luscious cunt yawned before her.
Amy brought the head of the brush to the crux of Daisy's open thighs, gently putting the bristles to her mother's cunt. She brushed the pubic hair away from the gash. The end result emphasized Daisy's pussylips with throbbing exposure.
Now Amy turned the brush around. She poked the tip of the handle into her mother's pouting slit and gave a little shove. Three or four inches of green plastic entered Daisy's cunt.
"How's it feel so far, Mom?" Amy asked, rotating the brush handle in her mother's pussy.
"Not as good as it'll feel when it's in me deeper," Daisy replied quickly.
"How much of it can your pussy take, Mom?"
"As much as you want to give me."
"You asked for it," Amy said.
Several more inches of handle disappeared inside her mother's cunt.
"It feels as much like a knife in my pussy as a cock," Daisy reported. "Cut me, cut me up."
Amy stabbed with the brush, hiking the handle into her mother's twat so it was at least a foot deep. Then she twisted it around.
"Hurts sooo goooood," Daisy moaned, kicking her legs.
"Gonna come, Mom?"
"Ooooh, I already am!" Daisy groaned, her naked body trembling.
"You keep coming like that, Mom," Amy chuckled, "and you're gonna make me jealous."
"Too bad we both can't use this thing at the same time," Daisy panted, pointing to the brush in her cunt.
"Hmmm, maybe we can," Amy said. "I've got an idea. And it's just kinky enough to try."
She looked down where the bristles of the brush bobbed just outside of her mother's pulsating pussy. They were the only part of the brush still showing.
"Maybe, just maybe, I can bring it off," Amy whispered to herself.
"What'd you say, honey?" Daisy asked her murmuring daughter. "What're you going to do, anyway? I can tell by that gleam in your eye that you're up to something wild."
"I'd rather show you than tell you," Amy slyly replied. "I'll just let you know in advance of it works, it'll blow your mind, not to mention mine."
"Well, then, let's see your little brainstorm in action."
"Okay, Mom, but this will take your cooperation," Amy said. "Hold still. Stop moving your ass and hips."
"It won't be easy with this thing up my cunt," Daisy said, referring to the hiked brush, "but I'll do my best. I'll just think of something unpleasant-like men."
Daisy bit her lower lip and clasped her thighs with her hands. Gradually she stopped vibrating.
"So far, so good," Amy responded, swinging a knee over Daisy's torso, straddling her mother's crotch.
Amy eased her cunt down. The exposed bristles of the brush scraped her pussy lips and she sighed with electric pleasure. She probably could have climaxed just rubbing her cunt rubbed but she had a more bizarre goal in mind.
Amy reached down to the crux of her loins and pulled her pussy lips, so far apart that her open cunt ached from the stretching.
"I don't believe this," Daisy gasped.
"Oh, yes, Mom," Amy answered. "I definitly think it can be done."
Amy bore down. All at once the bristles of the brush were no longer to be seen. They were in her cunt, the prickly fibers jabbing the tender inner walls like dozens of needles.
"Oh ... my ... God!" Amy said, reacting to what she had done to herself with an eerie trio of gasps.
"What's it feel like?" Daisy asked her daughter anxiously.
"Like my pussy's being chewed up from the inside-out," Amy reported.
"You gonna keep it in?"
"With your help," Amy told her mother, "I plan to do a lot more than just that. Let's start moving, Mom. Now we really are going to fuck each other."
Amy set her hips into motion, wincing from the spiny burr in her pussy. Her mother rolled her crotch in reply. The bristles twisted and jabbed in Amy's cunt.
Amy's senses ran wild. She climaxed imediately and just kept on coming harder and harder.
Daisy was doing all right for herself. Every time her daughter bounced on top of her it drove the foot-long brush handle even deeper in her pussy.
"Who needs a cock?" Daisy crowed.
"Not me!" Amy squealed, scraping her inner cunt up and down on the prickling bristles within her.
Before they were through they turned the brush around and Daisy took the bristles in her pussy while Amy was fucked with the handle.
The only thing that stopped the action was the glare of the morning sun when Dawn spilled through the living room window. It was nearly six o'clock already and time for a construction worker-which Ray Fulton was-to get up.
"Your dad's alarm's going to ring in a few minutes," Daisy Fulton told her daughter. "As long as I'm up I might as well get his coffee brewing. It's back to real life, I'm afraid."
Amy muttered something about school. She felt deflated by the prospect of another humdrum day-like a different person than the one who had been in her mother's passionate embrace just moments before.
CHAPTER SIX
On the way to school they usually carried on a lively conversation. But hardly a word passed between them now.
Finally, Chip spoke.
"I saw, Sis!" he blurted out to Amy.
Amy tried to keep on walking as if nothing was wrong. But her sudden nervousness caused her to stumble. She would have fallen if her brother hadn't caught her.
"I saw," Chip repeated as he held her. She was shaking like a leaf.
"Me and Mom?" she said to her brother, seeing no point in lying.
Chip nodded grimly.
"You were fucking each other with a long handled brush," he hissed. "I got up to piss, noticed the light, and took a look. After you finished fucking me, you must have gone straight to Mom.
"What kind of girl are you anyway, Amy?" he snapped at his sister. "I thought it was just me and you. Now this."
"I, I can explain everything, Chip," Amy stammered.
"I'm listening," Chip sneered.
But when Amy tried to account for her actions, her tongue twisted into knots. As she vainly fumbled for the right words, she realized there was really nothing she could say. In order to explain her behavior she would have to confess the whole pattern that she suddenly found controlling her life.
Amy was aware of the flesh and blood connection between her recent string of lovers. First her uncle Walt, then her father, her brother, and now her own mother.
There was no escaping it and Amy was forced to admit to herself. She was hooked on incest.
"Well, I'm waiting, Sis," Chip said.
Amy couldn't tell him the truth. She had to get away. Had to have time to think.
"Leave me alone!" Wrestling away from her brother's hold, she ran away from him.
"Whore! Bitch! Rotten cunt!" Chip called after her.
Passers-by stared at her as Amy fled. By the time she reached school, her sweaty blouse stuck to her back and breasts and it made her shiver.
She had an important test that day but couldn't concentrate on it to save her life. Ordinarily a good student, she just marked the answers at random.
At lunch she couldn't eat. While she was playing with her food, her cousin Gary, Walt's son, came up and sat down next to her. He had followed her from geometry. That was where she'd just taken her big test and Gary was in the class, too.
"Man, you're out of it today, Amy," Gary said. "I've never seen you so rattled."
"What are you talking about?" she answered defensively.
"I was sitting behind you during the exam so I could look over your shoulder and copy your answers," Gary explained. "I stopped right away, though. I hadn't studied a lick, but even I could see you were getting them all wrong."
Amy turned and looked square into her cousin's handsome, open face. His blue eyes were warm and sympathetic. He seemed to genuinely care about what was bothering her and Amy needed a friend more than anything right then.
"Yeah, my head is kinda messed up," Amy admitted to her cousin.
"I've got a shoulder you can lean on," Gary soothed. "Why don't we cut the rest of our classes and just take off and drive somewhere nice and peaceful? It'll help you get your mind off what's bugging you."
"Sure," Amy said, gratefully accepting her cousin's offer.
A half an hour later the school was far behind as Gary drove his car along a deserted road several miles outside the city. Amy was enjoying the peace and quiet when Gary abruptly swerved onto a dusty turn-off that was marked as a dead-end.
"Where we going?" Amy asked.
"Leave it to me," Gary told her. There was an expression on his face Amy hadn't seen before, a thin-lipped smile that seemed to conceal some hidden motive.
The car stopped near a grove of willows that cut it off from the view of the main road. Gary got out and walked around to Amy's side. He opened the door, taking her arm.
"C'mon," he said briskly.
Amy looked at him questioningly. When she hesitated, Gary pulled her out of the car with a lot more force than was necessary.
"Take it easy," Amy complained.
"Shut up!" Gary barked.
Then he stunned her even more, grabbing her blouse with one hand and shoving her to the ground with the other one. There was a rip as she fell. When she landed, the blouse was gone and she was nude from the waist up, except for her bra.
"What is this?" Amy gulped, cowering in her cousin's shadow.
"Just what it looks like," Gary leered. "Chip told me all about you and him. I figure if you can put out for your own brother, you can do the same for me. I'm family, too. And horny as hell."
He unhitched his jeans. He wore no underwear so his cock sprang out immediately. It was like a club, seeming to defy gravity the way it supported its own weight as it jutted out into the air.
Huddled on the ground, Amy tried to tie the loose ends of what was happening together. Telling Gary she put out for the family was Chip's way of getting even with her for cheating on him with their mother. Chip must have convinced Gary that she was so hot to trot he could get away with anything. And if there was any reluctance on her part, he could always use blackmail.
"Wha-what're you going to do with me?" Amy stammered, knowing the answer full-well in advance.
"Tuck you," Gary grinned, stroking his monster cock. "That is, if you cooperate like a good little girl. Otherwise, I'll just have to rape you. Not much you can do about it either with all the dirt I've got on you."
Stepping from his falling pants, Gary closed the distance between he and Amy. He took a fistful of her long, black hair, and jerked her head up to his crotch-level. His big prick throbbed in her face like like a weapon.
"I like a blow-job before I get down to serious fucking, he rasped. "You gonna be nice, or will I have to force you to suck my cock?"
Amy clamped her mouth shut. Her cousin just laughed at her resistance. Then, a clump of her hair still in his fist, he snapped her neck back.
He muscled her head and torso to the grass. Following her down, he straddled her pinned shoulders. His cock and balls rubbed against her face and the musty odor of his surging crotch almost made Amy gag.
Gary put his hands on Amy's throat and began choking her. Her reflexes betrayed her as her mouth automatically began to suck in some air. This was just the opening Gary counted on. He jammed his huge prick down Amy's throat.
"Now we're getting someplace," he cackled, immediately fucking Amy in the mouth.
She writhed and struggled beneath her grunting cousin but it was useless. Gary's cock was deepthroating her and she had to suck it. And before long he could come and she would have to swallow his jizz.
But that wasn't all she had to endure. While he fucked her mouth, Gary tore off Amy's bra. He sat on her bare tits and one of her nipples got caught in the hairy crack of his ass and rubbed against his asshole. Amy was disgusted-not just with her cousin's crudeness, but also at herself because her nipple was stimulated into uncontrollable hardness.
Amy knew she couldn't let Gary turn her on. Feeling nothing was the only way she could save her pride. But how could her mind get the message across to her body and convince her senses to ignore the cock filling her throat and the rubbing of her naked tits?
"I'm cold. Cold as ice," Amy lectured herself mentally.
For a few moments she believed she was going to see it through. Gary fucked her mouth and it was as if she were outside her body, standing to the side, watching with only passing interest.
Then Gary's prick flexed in her throat and his balls jumped in their sac, churning against her chin. She had had enough experience at cock sucking by now to know what this meant. Her cousin was ready to come in her mouth.
In spite of herself, Amy found herself anticipating the taste of Gary's jism. She wondered how it would compare to the sperm from the other cocks she had sucked-to Uncle Walt's, Gary's dad, to her own father's, to Chip's.
For the first time, Amy responded to her cousin's thrusting prick consciously. Gary's straining cock-head bulged against her windpipe.
Amy jogged her lips at the root of Gary's hard-on. Her tongue rubbed against the underside of his cock's shaft.
"Oh, you want it," Gary reacted. "Knew you'd be thirsty for my cum before I finished fucking your mouth. You came around just in time, bitch, 'cause now you're gonna get it. So much damn jizz you won't be able to swallow it all."
He mashed Amy's face with his surging crotch. Then, deep in her throat, the head of his prick burst wide-open with scalding goo.
Amy couldn't tell right away if her cousin's cum was as sweet as the juice from the cocks of her uncle, father and brother because Gary's eruption was so hot. Scalding, his cum rushed to her belly in a fiery torrent. Amy swore she could feel it boiling at the pit of her stomach.
Gary's prick pinched off its last wad and Amy gulped it down, just like she had the rest of his jism.
"Gotta hand it to you, Amy," Gary told his cousin as he removed his drained cock from her mouth. "Didn't think you'd drink all my cum.
But, damn, you did it! I've had a lotta girls suck my cock, but you're the champ."
Amy was confused about how to respond. The angry part of her wanted to tell Gary to go straight to hell. But another part reminded her of how eager she had been to swallow her cousin's cum.
Her mouth stayed open in a long, throaty moan. Her cousin's excess cum spilled from the comers of her lips.
"Chip promised me you were dynamite," Gary noted. "Man, oh, man, was he right! I can't wait to fuck you."
Coming in Amy's mouth had only increased Gary's sexual readiness. He had a super hard-on now. More rigid than ever, his dripping cock curved up from his hairy crotch at a forty-five degree angle.
"You gonna fight me this time?" he asked Amy.
Amy shook her head. No, there would be no further struggle from her. The hungry sigh she let out made it clear she was there to be fucked.
"Didn't think I'd have any more trouble," Gary clucked.
He knelt in the space between Amy's thighs and she automatically spread her legs. She reached down to her crotch and smoothed her pussy hair away from her cunt so the parted lips of her pussy pouted in glistening exposure. The wide tunnel of her fuck-hole was the color of shiny pink candy.
"I never saw any chick so ready to be fucked!"
"You gonna just talk about it or do it?" Amy snapped impatiently. "You've got me where you want me so, goddamn it, fuck me!"
Gary guided his cock-head to the fleshy gates of his cousin's cunt. He made the necessary connection and shoved.
The deep thrust of Gary's huge prick put springs in Amy's hips. With her cunt hilted with cock right from the beginning of the fuck, she gyrated wildly, providing almost all the movement.
Ass wriggling, crotch jumping, Amy tugged and twisted Gary's prick in her whipsawing cunt.
"Whoa! Slow down some," Gary gusted, taken by surprise by his cousin's erotic frenzy. "Let me get my balance."
"What's the matter, you so-called stud?" Amy jeered, lifting her ass off the ground so Gary's prick penetrated her pussy so deeply that the head seemed to reach the base of her spine. "Am I too much cunt for you?"
"I'm just used to calling the shots with the chicks I fuck."
"Well, forget that shit! I'm in charge of this fuck," Amy stated firmly. "You may have started this, but I'm finishing it-my way!"
She wrapped her strong legs around her cousin's midriff, squeezing his ribs until Gary puffed for breath. Down below, her crotch was in a constant blur as she worked her cunt back and forth on the cock inside it.
"Was it like this when you fucked Chip?" Gary asked as he jostled between Amy's clutching thighs.
"He didn't try to rape me first," Amy answered. "Didn't need to be put in his place." She stopped talking, but the reference to her brother kept him on her mind.
No, Amy thought, she'd had no reason to teach Chip a lesson-not then. But that was before Chip had shot his mouth off to Gary. Since she found it necessary to show her cousin who was boss after he'd tried to get away with treating her like a piece of meat, it seemed only fair that she would have to get even with her brother for putting Gary up to it in the first place.
"Chip'll be asking you how it went with me the next time you see him, right?" Amy said to her cousin.
"Yeah, sure," Gary answered as he tossed on top of Amy, her cunt giving his prick a twisting ride.
"Keep him in the dark," Amy instructed. "I want to deal with him myself."
"You're planning something, aren't you?"
"You just give me your word you'll do what I say," Amy said. "Or...."
She paused, making Gary anxiously ask, "Or what?"
"Or this will be the first and only time you'll ever get to fuck me. And now that you know how horny I am you don't want to be on the outside looking in, do you?"
"No. I sure don't!" Gary said, wincing with pleasure as Amy squeezed his hiked prick from tip to root with her tight cunt.
"If we've got a deal, I'll even let you take over this fuck and let you do your macho thing," Amy bargained.
"That's all right," Gary replied. "I'm getting used to you calling the shots. Take us the rest of the way, Amy."
"It'll be a wild ride," she warned.
"I'm on board for the whole trip," Gary declated. "You're showing me things about fucking I never even thought of."
Amy liked what she heard from Gary. She felt she could trust him. And now, to keep him loyal, she would treat him to a fuck he would never forget.
"Here we go!" she exclaimed.
She reared up. With her legs around Gary, their two bodies were like a cradle. The cradle rocked backward, then capsized. Amy came up on top, sitting with her cousin's big cock straight up her pussy.
She moved up and down now, sliding her cunt on Gary's standing prick.
"Damn, what a fucking!" Gary whooped with pleasure as his cock was treated to the most intense friction imaginable. "Keep this up, Amy, and I'm gonna come right away."
"Oh, no," Amy chuckled, slowing down the movement of her pussy to give Gary's cock a rest. "I've got a few vibes of my own I want to feel before I take your jizz."
She reached down and rubbed her own clit.
"Ahhhhh, that's better," she sighed, grinding her thumb against the magic button at the summit of her pussy.
She kept fingering her clit until she was coming strongly. But it still didn't satisfy her. She wanted to climax even harder. And she knew just how to do it.
She sprang up on her knees. Gary's cock left her cunt with a moist pop, but it didn't stay out long. Amy quickly slipped its head into the dent of her asshole, then bore down on it with all her weight.
When she landed, Gary was butt-fucking her to the hilt. She swiveled her hips in a wide arc, causing her cousin's prick to shimmy in her shitpit.
"I've never fucked a chick in the ass before," Gary revealed. "God, it's tight. Doesn't it hurt you?"
"Just enough to give the fucking an edge a girl can't get by taking a cock anywhere else," Amy explained. "The pain makes coming something really special."
That said, she climaxed in an on-the-spot demonstration of what she meant. Swaying on top of Gary, she gathered her long, black hair in her hands and piled it on her head. Then she let it down, shuddering as her ebony curls spilled to her shoulders and swished with a rustling silken sound.
Gary thought she looked like a goddess. He reached up to touch her creamy tits, stroking the marble softness while his prick stabbed her ass.
"My nipples," Amy moaned as she continued to come. "Do something to my nipples!"
Gary took the scarlet buds between his thumbs and forefingers. They stiffened from his touch, begging for even more stimulation. Gary gently pinched them until it seemed as though they might burst in his grip.
"Harder. Meaner!"
Gary twisted the nipples. They turned purple and Amy moaned with pleasure as her orgasm increased in intensity from the combination of the mauling of her tits and the cock in her ass.
"Mmmmm, this is what it's all about," Amy swooned. "Just coming and coming and coming like it'll never stop."
"I really wish could keep you from coming forever," Gary said sympathetically. "But I've got to think about myself. My balls are giving me a message loud and clear."
"Your cock's ready to blow?"
"You bet!"
"If I can't get off forever, then there's no better way to finish up than by taking your hot cum up my ass. Let it rip, Gary!"
Gary brought his hands down from Amy's tits and clutched her hips. His cock jammed up her shitpit, the head of his dick planted firmly in Amy's bowels, bathed in the slimy slush of female crap.
Gary's lower body rose off the grass, lifting Amy into the air. His prick seemed over a foot long when it erupted in her ass.
Amy felt as though she were sitting on top of a volcano. Her cousin's jism was molten as it scorched her bowels. It mixed with her shit to create a bubbling brew which made Amy feel like she had swallowed a fireball.
As Gary's cum splashed within her, she experienced her final orgasm. It was the best of all. In orgasmic celebration, Amy filled the country air with a bloodcurdling scream that sent the birds flying with alarm.
At the peak of Amy's frenzy, her cousin's prick squirted its last drops in her ass. Then, fucked beyond endurance, Gary's hard-on was no more. His prick wilted rapidly, which, along with his sagging hips, set Amy back down to earth. The buttfuck was over.
The cousins tenderly thanked one another for the thrills. They were a great team, they both agreed.
"Wish I could have you all to myself," Gary told Amy while they sprawled on the grass in relaxation after their hard fucking.
Amy knew enough about herself to be aware that she could never be sexually tied to just one person. But, on the other hand, she certainly didn't want to lose the stud-service her fantastically hung cousin could provide.
"We'll work something out, that's for sure," she told Gary. "But you've got to be patient-let me be myself."
"Sure, Amy," Gary answered. "I don't care who else you fuck-just so I can fuck you again somewhere down the line."
"In the meantime," Amy said, more to herself than to her cousin, "I've got some unfinished business to take care of."
She was thinking about her brother.
"Poor Chip," Gary read her mind. "I don't know whether to feel sorry for him or be jealous of all that attention he's gonna get when you hit on him. You're gonna land on him hard for shooting his mouth off about you and him, aren't you, Amy?"
"Something like that," Amy said sweetly. But inside she was burning with anticipation.
After all, it wasn't often a girl planned to rape her own brother.
CHAPTER SEVEN
He was shooting baskets in the twilight, the outdoor court deserted except for him. With the shadows creeping in, he increased the frequency of his shots, trying to get in as many as he could before darkness made him quit. But his hurrying and the poor light made him start missing.
"Damn!" he cursed when a long jumper missed the backboard completely and bounced into the overgrown weeds and brush fringing the asphalt.
He went looking for the ball, stooping in the tall grass. He couldn't find it. It was as if some invisible hand had snatched the ball away.
He knelt, rummaging in the weeds. The invisible hand he had been thinking about swung out of nowhere, clubbing the base of his neck with something blunt. The last thing he remembered was the orange burst in his skull.
Chip Fulton had just been knocked cold.
The first thing he noticed when he came to was a tinkling noise that sounded like breaking glass. Fighting his dizziness, he concentrated enough to realize he was listening to female laughter.
Now he fluttered his eyelids, trying to blink away the blurriness from his sight. Finally he was able to focus on her, but he kept blinking anyway, just to be certain of what he saw.
She stood above him, naked except for her bra and panties, spotlighted by the waxy moon in the background. In his confused state, Chip couldn't decide whether she was heaven-sent or straight from hell.
"Sis," he murmured to her. "Who slugged me?"
But Chip knew the answer just before Amy tossed a rock from one hand to another and purred devilishly, "Yours truly."
Chip started to ask why, but was distracted before he could get it out. He couldn't move. All of a sudden he was aware that he was tied down, his arms and legs splayed, his body arranged in a grounded star.
Chip struggled instinctively. But the wire binding his wrists and ankles just bit deeper into his skin.
"Those little scrubs are surprisingly sturdy, don't you think?" said Amy, referring to the cable-like vegetation anchoring her brother to the ground. "They'll bend, but they won't break-sort of like me when I'm double-crossed by my own brother."
Chip quickly reviewed what he had done to set his sister off like this. He recalled his conversation with Gary and how, out of spite, he had recklessly passed the word to his horny cousin that Amy was ripe for the plucking. But, Chip also recalled, Gary had assured him later that nothing had come of it. Chip had been glad, recognizing he had spoken out of turn about Amy.
"Gary lied to you about my being with him," Amy read her brother's mind. "As a matter-of-fact, we did plenty. And it was rough at first, too. Gary was like an animal, just like you hoped when you turned him loose on me. There was one item, though, you didn't plan on, Chip."
She paused and Chip sweated bullets waiting for the payoff.
"An animal can be tamed," Amy said, her teeth biting into her words. "Even a rat like you, Chip. Gary wound up eating out of my hand. But for you, Brother dear, the result will be a little more-unpleasant."
Chip tried to say he was sorry, that he'd lost his head. He knew he'd made a mistake telling Gary about her right after he'd done it.
Amy just laughed at him. It was clear she was going to have her revenge. The only question was what form it would take.
"I'm going to torture you," she said down to her spread-eagled brother. "But not with pain-that would be too simple. No, Chip, pleasure's going to be your poison."
She straddled Chip's face so he was looking straight up between her open thighs at her crotch. She pulled her panties tight inside the slit of her cunt. Her pussy lips flared in exposure, framed by tufts of curly, black hair.
"Isn't my cunt beautiful?" her voice taunted Chip. "I think so. It gives me so much pleasure. Just watch."
Amy began tugging the gouging ribbon of her panties back and forth in the valley of her cunt. At the sides of the rubbing, her pussy lips quivered.
"Feels soo gooooood," she moaned, rocking on her heels over her staring brother. "My cunt's already getting wet. I think I might even come pretty soon."
Amy kept rubbing. Before long, her agitated cunt was squishing moistly. Her aroused pussy lips swelled, turning from pink to red.
Female honey seeped from her gash. Chip saw it glisten in the moonlight as it began to drip. Several drops splashed his face. Automatically he licked his lips. It was even sweeter than he remembered.
"Yes, I'm coming all right," Amy sighed from above, her hips swaying as she massaged her cunt with her panties. "My pussy's drowning in its own juice."
The sticky flow from her cunt continued to splatter her brother's features, drip, drip, drip. It was, Chip thought, like an erotic version of the Chinese water torture.
The crotch-panel of the panties, which had been all but concealed within Amy's cunt, suddenly came into full view. The blue nylon was being pushed out by some inner force.
Abruptly the dripping from between Amy's legs became a trickle. Then a shower, a golden shower.
Chip realized it was no longer pussy juice that his sister was raining on him with her cunt. Amy was pissing on his face.
Chip thought he should be disgusted-but he wasn't. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been the hot rush of blood straight to his cock and balls while Amy's pee drenched him."
He had to admit to himself that he was hopelessly turned-on. And the kinkiest part of it was that he knew Amy had planned it that way.
When she was finished pissing, she slipped off her saturated panties and dangled them in Chip's face with her foot.
"Still thirsty?" she jeered.
Then she let the panties fall across the lower part of her brother's face, grinding them against his mouth with her heel.
"Suck it up," Amy hissed down. "Suck the piss out of my wet panties."
Chip found himself chewing the panties. His sister's urine gurgled down his throat. Rather than gagging on its bittersweet flavor, he gulped for even more.
"Well, well, we were thirsty, weren't we?" Amy said, like a mother speaking to her child.
She stepped away from Chip's face. Moving down his captive body, she stared toward his crotch.
"My, what do we have here?" she smirked at the bulge between her brother's legs. Chip was wearing a pair of basketball shorts.
Amy poked a toe between the waistband and his belly, pulling the elastic up. The jock-strap underneath was fully packed.
"My little man looks awfully uncomfortable."
She knelt at Chip's side. Careful not to touch any skin, she peeled the shorts and the jock-strap away. Chip's cock leapt straight up in the air, then fell from its own weight, twitching like an angry snake.
"Looks like you could stand to let off some steam, li'l fella," Amy baby-talked directly to her brother's throbbing prick. "But, y'know, I can't help but wonder what'd happen if you just kept getting more and more excited. Aching for something to touch you. Stroke you. Relieve all that nasty pressure building up inside you. The frustration'd be just plain hell, I'll bet." Amy laughed. "Let's find out how much teasing one dick can stand."
Amy removed her bra and let her tits spill free so Chip was sure to get a good look at them. His reaction briefly hoisted his cock straight up in the air before it keeled over once again.
Amy leaned over Chip's torso, making certain she steered clear of direct contact with his prick. With her tits dangling, she let the rosy tips brush her brother's chest. Her nipples stiffened at once. Grasping one of her jugs, she invisibly wrote her name across her brother's breastbone with an erect bud of flesh.
"Just remembered," Amy said to her brother. "It's late and you haven't been home for dinner. Bet you're hungry. How'd you like to suck my tit like a great, big baby?"
She didn't wait for an answer. Smothering Chip's face with her pillow of flesh, the bloated nipple found his mouth. Chip took it without a struggle. Within seconds he was slurping imaginary milk from his sister's tit while his prick did another handstand.
"You know," Amy cooed, "I've heard it's possible for a woman to actually come while she's nursing. Wonder if it's really true."
She flexed her tit, forcing her nipple almost to her brother's throat. Strong vibrations rippled through her tits, leaving Amy with a breathlessness that definitely hinted at an eventual orgasm.
"Oooooh, I think I can do it," Amy sighed. "Think I can come."
She sprawled directly on top of her tit-sucking brother and ground her erect nipple in his mouth, scraping it against the soft bed of his tongue.
Amy's senses reacted with a long tingle. Then something snapped within her. There was a flood of warmth at the core of her being. Amy was coming.
"Getting off so good," she told her brother with jerking tit-thrusts. "What a buzz. Super!"
She came for several panting second, wringing every bit of pleasure she could from her orgasmic release. When her climax was over, she withdrew her tit from Chip's mouth. It had been sucked to a bright red all around her pulsating nipple.
"Look what you did to me," Amy said to her brother, displaying her spit-slicked tit. She knew that while her tit in his mouth had furnished her a climax, it had just heightened Chip's frustration.
The pattern Amy had established was cruelly calculated. She had all sorts of ways to make herself come. But her brother was dependent on the direct stimulation of his cock for an orgasm. And, so far, Amy had done everything but actuary touch his prick.
"Your balls must be awful sore," she teased, temporarily drawing away from him. "All that cum brewing in them and it can't get out."
"It's killing me, Sis," chip admitted. "Feels like there are knives in my crotch. I've learned my lesson. Fuck me and put me out of my misery."
"Maybe if you begged me-"
"Hell, you don't even have to fuck me," Chip desperately cut his sister off. "Just jack me off. Anything to get rid of that terrible pressure in my balls."
"Jack you off, Brother dear?" Amy giggled. "Isn't that setting your sights pretty low? But, if you say so, well...."
She reached for her brother's cock. It stood up to meet her touch. But as soon as contact was made, Amy yanked her hand away.
"Aw, I just can't do it," she said. "Doesn't seem fair. Here I am with my cunt all nice 'n' juicy and all I'm offering you is my hand. You'd really rather get fucked, wouldn't you, Chip sweetie?"
She swung astride her brother's waist, arching her back so her spread thighs bowed and her cunt flared with drooling pinkness.
"Yes, bet you'd sell your soul to the devil to get your cock inside this deep, wet cunt," she crooned, fingering her pussy lips apart.
"I would!" Chip shot back.
Being a she-devil appealed greatly to Amy. She couldn't resist pouring it on.
"'Course, you know that if I go ahead and fuck you," she told Chip, "there'll be no doubt what I'm actually doing to you. I mean, with the way you're tied down and all. Helpless. My captive."
She let her words sink in.
"Yes, I'm talking about rape," she chuckled. "That's what it'll be. A pure and simple case of rape. How about that? Me a rapist. Mmmmmm, I really like the sound of that."
"Call it what you want, Sis," Chip croaked. "Just do it."
"How can I resist?" Amy drawled. "After all, how many girls get the chance to rape their own brother?"
With Chip panting with anticipation, Amy positioned her cunt so it was directly over his crotch. Chip's cock snapped to attention. Amy eased down.
At last, penetration was achieved. The knob of Chip's prick was within his sister's pussy and then, inch after inch of shaft, disappeared as Amy's hips plunged.
"How is it being raped, little Brother?" Amy asked when Chip's prick was hilted in her cunt.
Chip attempted to speak, but, delirious from the grip of his sister's pussy on his straining cock, his scrambled senses and aching balls left him no leeway for anything but relieving the terrible pressure in his loins.
Chip came on the spot, his prick a spurting geyser in Amy's tight cunt.
Amy laughed at her brother's bucking eruption. "You sure don't give a girl much of a chance to get set. If I'd known rape was such a snap, I'd have tried it a long time ago."
Chip's prick kept shooting. He had so much cum stored up after all the sexual frustration his sister had put him through.
"My cunt's never going to be able to hold all this jizz," Amy noted. "I'm already leaking. My pussy's gonna be a real mess."
At last, Chip's cock unloaded its final burst of cream. As soon as it did, Amy lurched free of her brother's spent prick. She moved up Chip's body, putting her freshly fucked cunt on display.
"Sloppy, huh?" Amy grinned, stretching her pussy wide-open in her brother's face.
Chip's cum oozed down her inner thighs and he got a whiff of his own jism. His nostrils flared.
"Ever wondered what your own cum tastes like?" Amy said. "Well, I think it's time you found out."
She shoved her soggy pussy against her brother's mouth. Chip gagged on his own jizz.
"Gulp it down," Amy commanded. "Suck your cum until my pussy's clean as a whistle."
Chip had no choice, especially when Amy sat directly on his face with her sperm-soaked cunt. The cum that wasn't forced down his throat dribbled down his chin.
"Get your tongue up inside my pussy a little farther," Amy told him. "Ream me out."
Her ass squirmed. She began to pant.
"Mmmmmm, that's it, Chip," she moaned. "Tongue me, tongue my cunt!"
She shuddered, her face glowing while she breathed in gusts.
"Oh, wouldn't you know it, Chip," she puffed. "You've got me coming. Just when you've almost got all the jizz swabbed out of my cunt, I mess things up again with a fresh batch of pussy juice. Feels so sticky. You'll just have to keep sucking my cunt and get me clean again." ' But the more Chip tongued her cunt, the more Amy kept coming in his face. And the steady flow of his sister's sweet pussy juice down his throat sent a message to Chip's crotch that kept his prick achingly stiff. The cum that had been drained from his balls by the fuck was replaced by a new supply that exerted just as much pressure as before.
Chip moaned with arousal. Amy glanced over her shoulder and saw his rigid prick. It was a quivering tower of power.
"Looks like you've got the same old problem, Brother dear," Amy noted. "A big, old boner with no place to put it."
She pulled her pussy away from Chip's mouth far enough for him to croak, "Got to fuck you again, Sis!"
"You mean have me rape you again," Amy chuckled.
"Whatever you say!"
"Yes, I can see how bad you need it," she said, watching the up and down struggle of her brother's erect cock. "And I'm willing to give you the best.
Not just another fuck, but a butt-fuck. Only one catch-"
"Anything, Sis!" Chip cut in.
"From now on," Amy began to set her terms, "you don't go behind my back anymore the way you did with Gary. We're in this together, savvy?"
Chip nodded in agreement.
"You'll get plenty of sucking and fucking from me if you play ball," Amy continued. "But it has to be done my way. I'm the boss."
Chip nodded.
"I've got plans," she said, "big ones. It's not just me and you this is all about, Chip. The whole family is involved. I might as well tell you the whole truth right now. Hope you can take it."
Chip quit nodding and turned slack-jawed in anticipation of what he predicted his sister would tell him.
"I've fucked them all," Amy revealed calmly. "That night I sneaked out of the house and you covered for me, Chip? I was making it with Daddy. Yes, I fucked him and I'm proud of it. Before that it was Uncle Walt. He started it all-popped my cherry. Then there's you, of course, and Gary. And let's not forget that dyke number I pulled on Mom."
Chip just stared. His eyes bulged so much that their sockets ached.
"You're the first person who knows the whole story," Amy continued. "Daddy and Uncle Walt don't even know it was me they got it on with yet. But I aim to change that in due time, along with a lot of other things in this family."
"What's your plan, S-sis?" Chip managed an awed stammer.
"I'm going to bring us all together. Get rid of all the secrets," Amy stated firmly. "Our family is meant for fucking. We need it-not with outsiders, but with each other. I know it because I've sucked and fucked my way to the truth."
Chip was stunned, but not so much that he didn't ask how he fit in.
"You're going to help me spread the good news," Amy told him. "Starting with mom."
Chip realized at once that his sister expected him to fuck their own mother!
"That's right," Amy said, answering Chip's silent question, "you're going to fuck mom. Come on to her as strong as you can. Don't worry, you won't be embarrassed. She'll jump at the chance to take your cock in her cunt."
Chip agreed. Like any teenaged boy, the growth of sexual maturity had instilled a secret lust for his mother's pussy deep in his soul. What Amy so persuasively proposed amounted to a license to make his fantasy come true.
"I'll do it," Chip whispered repeatedly. "Yes, I'll fuck mom."
His sister quickly released his ankles and wrists from their bondage. He was so struck by the incestuous future to which he was committing himself that Chip failed to realize he was free until Amy told him.
"You're on your own now, stud," she pointed out. "If you still want to fuck me ass, here it is."
She propped herself on her hands and knees, spreading the plump cheeks of her ass. At the center of her yawning crack, the rosy pucker of her shitpit throbbed in exposure.
Chip reacted with panting lust. He sprang up, lurching toward his lewdly posed sister. He crammed his face between her asscheeks, mouthing her quivering shitpit. Then he did some deep ass tonguing.
"Your tongue feels good," Amy rasped, "but your cock'll feel even better. Butt-fuck me, Chip. Give me your prick in my ass!"
Chip leaned back. He gripped his hard-on in his fist. When he penetrated with it, he dug and twisted in his sister's narrow, brown ass.
"Stab me! Rip me up!" Amy urged. "Make me suffer!"
"You got it!" Chip grunted. "Take it, Sis, take it!"
His prick surged up her asshole. There was an inner squish when it reached as far as it could go and his cock-head plunged into a gooey mass of female shit.
"Now, move it, stud! Work your cock in my ass!" Amy cried. "In and out! Back and forth!"
Chip's prick became a driving piston, then a jackhammer.
Amy felt the crap breaking loose inside her like chunks of rock. The pressure was unbearable.
"Can't help it!" she excitedly warned her brother. "I'm gonna shit!"
Chip wasn't listening to her. He was going to come. All he could concentrate on was the rising tide in his balls and the sharp twinge in his pumping prick.
The two eruptions occurred simultaneously, as the torrent of jism spurted from Chip's prick up his sister's ass, a cascade of Amy's shit barreled in the opposite direction on an explosive collision course.
Cum and shit met. Chip's cock was forced out of Amy's ass. But Chip himself didn't get out of the way in time and was splattered by the raunchy mixture which sprayed from his sister's flared ass.
He took it without complaint. Perhaps he knew that it was inevitable Amy would eventually clean him off by licking the filth from his body as though her shit were chocolate and his jizz were whipped cream.
That's the way Amy was. No matter how far out, or bizarre, she could make anything having to do with sex seem completely natural. It was quite a talent. And especially useful when a girl had her heart set on seducing her own family.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Daisy Fulton sat on the edge of the bed and rolled her stockings down her long legs. With her dress bunched around her hips, she glimpsed her crotch.
She finished with her stockings and lay back on the bed, leaving the dress around her waist. Her pussy throbbed in the taut nylon casing of her panties as she stroked herself between the thighs.
"Why not?" she murmured while she rubbed her cunt. "Nothing to stop me from getting off right here and now. Ray's at work. The kids are in school. I'm all alone. I can do whatever I want to please myself."
She paused to insert a finger inside her panties and test the dampness of her hairy twat.
"And, ooooh, am I horny this afternoon," she sighed.
She began to finger fuck her cunt. The resulting pussy juice saturated her panties and smeared, hot and sticky, the hollows of her crotch.
"I'll just make myself come," she promised herself, "then maybe I'll be able to concentrate on getting the damn housework done."
She dug into her pussy. Her ass lifted off the bed and she came. But the orgasm did not provide the relief she had anticipated. When she was through climaxing, Daisy Fulton was even more turned-on than before.
In addition to incorrectly supposing that a quickie orgasm would put her head on straight, she had also been mistaken about the whereabouts of her children.
Amy and Chip were not in school that afternoon. They had cut and were watching their mother's every move, spying on her through the bedroom window.
"Oh, just look at Mom get it on with herself," Amy whispered to her brother as they crouched in the shrubbery. "She's making it easy for us."
The kids' plan had been to wait for their mother to change her clothes after she came home from shopping. When she was in her panties and bra, Chip would show up out of the blue and take it from there. The fact that Daisy was already so sensually primed was an unexpected and welcome bonus.
Chip wouldn't even have his mother's bra and panties as obstacles when he finally burst in on her.
Giving in to her desire, Daisy was now coming to grips with the only body she believed was available-her own.
Daisy wavered in front of the full-length mirror, stripping for the benefit of her own eyes. She unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra.
"I've still got it," she said to her reflection as she shook her bare tits free.
Her nipples were as red as ripe strawberries. She touched them and they stiffened while her blouse and bra floated to the floor, leaving her nude from the waist up. She played with her tits for awhile. The more she fondled them, the firmer they seemed to get.
Watching his mother through the window, Chip was more than impressed. He whispered that she was beautiful.
"Wait'll you see her pussy," Amy told him.
Chip licked his lips at the very thought of his mother's cunt. His cock stirred so mightily in his jeans that the zipper of his fly was forced halfway down.
Inside the bedroom, Daisy unhitched her skirt. Wiggling her hips free, she let the garment fall and stepped out of it, clad only in her sheer, bikini panties.
She studied her curves in the mirror and lightly traced them with her fingertips. Her hands fluttered down her torso, going in at the narrow waist, then sliding out along the slopes of her flaring hips.
She touched the tops of her thighs. Her fingers lingered there for a trembling moment. It was as if she were playing a game with herself to see how long she could resist feeling the part of her body which yearned the most to be touched-her cunt.
"God, Mom, take it off," Chip whistled under his breath while he watched her through the window. "Stop torturing me."
As if she had heard her son's plea, Daisy finally tugged at her panties. She yanked them so hard their elastic broke and they fell ruined to the floor.
Daisy was stark naked, still feasting on the sight of her own body. Peering through the window, her eavesdropping son panted from his arousal.
Chip could see his mother's firm ass from the rear and her hairy pussy reflected in the mirror. It unhinged his self-control. Before Amy could stop him, he'd pulled his hard cock out of his jeans and begun stroking it.
"Down boy!" his sister hissed, preventing him from jerking-off on the spot. "You've got to save yourself-for Mom."
"Can I go inside and hit on her now?" Chip drooled.
Amy nodded with a wide grin. Her brother sprang free from the bushes and headed for the kitchen door. He was so turned-on he didn't realize his prick was still showing. Amy made no attempt to point it out to him. It was a nice touch, she thought, while she waited for the fireworks to begin.
Daisy had settled into a chair in front of the mirror with her legs spread. Her wide-open pussy was so close to the glass that it steamed the surface as she fondled her clit.
This was how Chip found her when he came into the room. Before his mother noticed him, he stood gawking, his rigid prick jutting out of his jeans.
Daisy heard the hard breathing. Suddenly recognizing she was not alone, she turned, panic draining her face of its color.
"My God!" she gasped when she saw her teenaged son with a hard-on.
She tried to cover herself, but Chip practically pounced on her. Pinning her arms to her sides, he jerked her up from her chair. His stiff cock pressed against her belly when he crushed his body against her.
"I've got to have you, Mom!" Chip declared. "Got to fuck you!"
"Wha, what's got into you, Son?" Daisy stuttered. "Why are you this way?"
"It's you, Mom!" Chip blurted. "Your tits. Your ass. Your pussy. I can't stop myself now that I've seen you this way."
"N-no," Daisy protested, but there was no determination in what she said.
Her legs turned to jelly. Chip loosened his grip on her and she slumped to the floor, kneeling, her face at her son's crotch-level. His swollen prick was right in her face.
"Suck his prick, Mom," Amy whispered harshly while she watched through the window. "You know you want to. Go on. Do it. Do it! Do it!"
As though an unseen force controlled her, Daisy folded her lips over the knob of her son's prick. One taste of his sweet cock was all it took. She was hooked. Swiftly she began swallowing the slender barrel of Chip's cock. m
"All the way, Mom," Chip urged. "Eat me down to my balls."
Daisy did exactly what her son wanted. Soon she was deep-throating his entire prick.
It was never a simple blow-job. Chip was fucking his mother in the mouth right from the start.
It was one of the most beautiful sights Amy had ever witnessed. She climaxed without even being touched as she watched her mother go down greedily on her brother's cock.
She wished she could be in there with them, but that would be jumping the gun. Amy cautioned herself. No matter how horny she became, for the time being she had to be content to merely be a spectator. Group sex would have to wait until the necessary parts of her plan had fallen into place.
But she was so hot. She dropped her slacks and put her hand to her pussy. With hardly any conscious effort, she had all five fingers inside her stretching pussy as quick as anything.
While she filled her cunt with her hand, Amy filled her eyes with the vision of the mother-son action in the bedroom.
Chip was pressing, leading with his stiff cock. Daisy arched backward, then lost her balance and fell, sprawling on the carpet. Chip was right on top of her, driving his prick straight down her throat.
He told his mother he was going to come in her mouth. Daisy couldn't speak because she was so busy sucking cock, but she clearly displayed her eagerness for Chip's jizz by kicking her heels in the air like an excited schoolgirl.
"Come, come, come," Amy chanted outside the window.
Technically, she was referring to her brother's developing climax. But she might as well have been directing her encouragement to herself. With all those fingers digging in her cunt, there was no doubt that she was also on the brink of getting off.
The orgasms of brother and sister occurred in the same instant, inside the bedroom and outside the window. Chip's prick creamed in his mother's mouth, while Amy's pussy gushed with self-induced honey.
And as brother and sister individually climaxed, their mother gulped down Chip's spurting jism as though she were dying of thirst. Daisy was so greedy for her son's teenaged cum that she squeezed his balls to coax out every spare part.
Chip's cock stopped squirting, but his mother sucked his prick as long as it dribbled. Whatever cum there was still to swallow, she hungrily downed it.
Finally, Chip's prick had no further jism to give. He withdrew from his mother's mouth. His swollen cock-head had been sucked so hard it looked like a red Christmas tree bulb.
"Man, I feel hollow inside," Chip told his mother. "You like my cum, don't you?"
"It's all part of being a woman," Daisy answered her son. "But let's not talk about me, let's talk about you."
Chip smirked, knowing his mother was guiding him toward a fuck and anxious to find out just how bold she would be about getting his cock into her cunt.
"Well, you know what they say about you teenaged boys," Daisy purred.
"What's that, Mom?" Chip played the game willingly.
"That you never get tired. You can keep getting it up one right after another and come just as strong every time. 'S that right, tiger?"
"Hmmmm, let's see if you've got your information right, Mom," Chip teased.
His prick had dropped to half-mast after he'd removed it from his mother's mouth. But now he flexed the muscles in his crotch. His cock took on a new life, twanging abruptly up in the air at a fifty-five degree angle.
"Never had any doubt you were a textbook case of a horny, young stud," Daisy sighed as her gaze caressed her son's revived boner.
"Give me more encouragement, Mom," Chip suggested.
"Sure thing," Daisy panted with rising lust.
She got up from the floor and moved back toward the bed. Her ass landed on the mattress and bounced. When she came to rest her legs were wide apart.
At the center of her open thighs, her cunt yawned. She stretched it even more, fingering her pussy lips so the interior of her cunt was a pink tunnel.
"Fuck me!" she commanded her son. "Give me your beautiful cock in my cunt."
"Right on, Mom!" Chip rasped, staring into the glistening gap of his mother's inviting pussy. He was through playing games. It was time for action.
He went to the bed and climbed aboard, kneeling between her lusciously parted thighs. Clutched his cock as if it were a weapon, he brought it to the juicy target of his mother's cunt.
The knob of his prick poked between the fleshy rims of Daisy's pussy. A shove and cock-head and three or four inches of shaft penetrated.
Daisy's ass squirmed. She lifted her legs so her son could angle the rest of his prick straight down into her cunt. With a grunt, Chip did just that. All of a sudden his cock was buried to its root in warm, spasming cunt.
He was fucking his mother to the hilt!
"When it's drilling my pussy, your prick feels a lot bigger than it looks on the outside," Daisy moaned with pleasure, her hips wriggling.
"If my cock seems so big it's 'cause your cunt's so tight," Chip said, returning his mother's compliment.
"Could be we're just a perfect match," Daisy cooed. "Just born to fuck, me 'n' you."
"Yeah, Mom, yeah," Chip panted, his prick jogging back and forth in the squeezing vise of his mother's pussy. "That's it, all right. Nothing that feels so good could be wrong."
"Smart boy," Daisy sighed, her crotch rising in reply to her son's deep cock-thrusts. "You've got brains to go along with your beautiful prick."
Daisy hooked her legs over her son's shoulders. She and Chip rocked together, making the bedsprings creak in tempo with the movement of his prick in her pussy.
Through the window, Amy still watched and her lust continued to grow.
It was all Amy could do to restrain herself from barging in on the action. But she managed to keep her wits about her. Had to take care of first things first before she made her move.
She left the window and went into the house. She carefully stayed away from the bedroom where her mother and brother were fucking. Her destination was the phone. She dialed the school, speaking in a low voice when someone answered.
She had timed it just right. A girl she knew worked at the switchboard so it was easy for Amy to persuade her friend to relay an "urgent" message that would pull Gary out of class.
"Gary's your cousin, isn't he?" the friend asked Amy.
"Yeah. But in the memo, put down that his parents called so if the teacher looks she won't get wise. The story is that Gary's got to get home quick, see. Some kinda emergency. Only when he leaves the room and you're alone with him in the hall, tell Gary to come to my place."
"Okay," said her friend. "I'll get right on it."
Her call completed, Amy left the house and returned to her spot at the window. She arrived just in time to witness a spectacular finish to her mother's and brother's fuck.
Daisy's naked body had jackknifed during her daughter's absence. Her legs drawn all the way back over her head, she had her ass in the air so Chip could drill her pussy with vertical cockthrusts. Those thrusts had just about taken their toll.
"Gonna come, Mom!" Chip announced. "Oh, God, do it. Do it!" Daisy urged. "I've been coming over and over again. The only thing that can make it better for me is for you to get off too. Give me your jizz! Your hot, hot jizz!"
Preparing himself for the final plunge before he shot his wad, Chip pulled up on his cock until only the head remained in his mother's pussy. But, just when he was readying himself to hilt his cock for the last time before it blew, Daisy stopped him.
"No!" she blurted, "Not in my cunt. Pull your cock all the way out and come all over me. I want to actually see your jizz shoot out of your prick and feel it splash all over my skin like I was bathing in it."
"It'll be a mess, Mom," Chip said. "My balls are rumbling."
"The messier the better!" Daisy declared. "Please, do it my way."
Chip didn't have time to discuss it. When his mother jerked her hips to dislodge his prick from her cunt, all he could do was let his jizz fly out in the open.
The cum lofted in a glossy arc. Daisy spread her asscheeks and took the first spurt in the crack of her ass. Then she brought her legs down, and took a shooting stream of jism across her crotch and up her belly.
She leaned forward, catching the next creamy wad on her tits. The cum dripped from her nipples, as she positioned herself to make her face the next target for her son's spitting hard-on.
She was grinning when Chip's jism splattered her features. Wagging her head, she got herself drenched from ear to ear.
She took the last of the flow from her son's prick in her hair. Her brown tresses caught the gobs of sperm and seemed to transform them into a glimmering crown of liquid pearls.
From her hiding place, Amy watched this and murmured, "Oh, Mom, you're something else. What a woman!"
In the bedroom, Chip had the same kind of reaction, especially when his cum-soaked mother left the bed and strutted toward the mirror to display herself for her own eyes.
Daisy stood before her reflection and rubbed her hands all over her body to massage her son's cum into her bare skin. She didn't stop until her flesh was glistening with a sticky sheen.
"Tell me what I want to hear," Daisy called to her son. Her eavesdropping daughter heard her request as well.
"You're gorgeous, Mom," the two Fulton children said at the same time. Chip flashed a quick smile in Amy's direction.
Amy actually blushed. She couldn't decide whether Chip had done it without thinking or if he was teasing her.
In any case, Amy tingled with impatience. She had been a spectator long enough. The goal had been for Chip to hook their mother on incest. This had been accomplished and now Amy yearned to take advantage of it.
But Amy had planned things too carefully to allow herself to move too soon. One more thing had to fall into place before she could spring into action. If only it would happen before it was too late.
Amy went around to the front of the house. Breathing a sigh of relief, she saw the familiar car rounding the comer.
She ran out into the street. The car stopped. She went around to the driver's side and the window rolled down.
"Gary," she said to her cousin. "Thank God you made it."
"Got your message and got here as quick as I could, Amy. What's up?"
"Still interested in fucking?"
"I was hoping you'd have that on your mind," Gary leered, glancing down at the bulge of his hard-on in his tight jeans.
"I've got all the pussy you can handle," Amy promised her horny cousin. "Just one thing."
Gary made it clear that he would agree to anything to get himself a piece of ass.
"No questions asked," Amy demanded of him. "You just follow my lead-no matter how weird things get. Got it?"
"My prick doesn't leave me any choice," Gary answered, patting the lump at his crotch. "My balls turned blue on the way over here. I'm your man, Amy. Whatever you say goes."
"Don't let me down. "I'm counting on you."
"I'm gonna come in my damn pants if you keep up all this mysterious shit. What the hell are you up to?"
"Trust me. Park your car."
Gary swung over to the curb and got out. Amy took his arm, tugging him toward the house.
They went inside. The only fear Amy had was that they might be too late. Nothing else about what she was about to do fazed her in the slightest.
CHAPTER NINE
"Mom!"
"What the...."
Amy stood in the doorway, fastening her naked mother with a piercing gaze. Daisy reacted like a rabbit caught in the glare of a pair of headlights. She couldn't move.
"Where are your clothes, Mom?" Amy smirked.
"I, I was going to take a shower," Daisy stammered.
"With Chip?" Amy chuckled, gesturing toward her brother as he lurked in the background. "Looks like he's missing his clothes, too."
Daisy muttered something about being able to explain everything.
"You don't have to explain, Mom," Amy said.
"The truth speaks for itself."
While her mother fumbled for words, Amy got even blunter.
"You and Chip have been fucking!"
Daisy reeled from her daughter's accusation. She staggered back toward the bed.
"You fucked your own son, Mom!" Amy poured it on.
"Yes. Oh, God, yes," Daisy admitted it, holding her head in her hands. "I did it."
Amy's voice abruptly turned as smooth as silk.
"And did it very, very well. I watched the whole thing."
Daisy looked up, her head jerking as though the wheels had just clicked inside.
"You planned this, didn't you, Amy?" she said in a hush. "You set me up!"
Amy readily admitted it. "Had to see what you were made of, Mom."
Then Amy told her mother the whole story.
"You, Daddy, Uncle Walt, Chip and Gary-I've gotten it on with all of you," Amy summed it up. "It's not enough, though, for just me to get my kicks. We all do too much sneaking around, like there was something to be ashamed of. If we love each other, we ought to be up front about it. Enjoy it, instead of hiding from the truth. But I can't bring it off all by myself. Somebody has to help me open the door."
"And I'm elected to help you make it all happen," Daisy gulped when her daughter paused.
"Do you blame me?" Amy grinned. "If a girl can't trust her own mother, who's left?"
Daisy thought it over, trying to come up with arguments against her daughter's logic. Finally, with a long sigh, she nodded in agreement.
"I suppose I should thank you for making an honest woman out of me," she told her daughter nervously. "But where do we go from here?"
"Straight to bed!" Amy answered without hesitation.
"The three of us?"
"No, Mom, the four of us," Amy beamed, signaling for Gary to come into the bedroom.
Daisy stared at her nephew as he entered the room.
"Aunt D, daisy," Gary stuttered. "I, I didn't ... Amy made me. I, I'm just...."
"Shut up and unzip your pants," Amy ordered her cousin. "Get that big cock out. That'll do your talking for you."
Gary's hands flapped at his sides like soggy wings. Amy reached over and jerked his fly down for him. He wasn't wearing any shorts and his fat prick spilled out of his open jeans.
Daisy's eyes got wide when she saw it.
"You should see it when it's hard," Amy prodded her mother.
"Yes, indeed," Daisy rasped hornily.
Amy pushed Gary toward her mother. Daisy caught him and wrestled him onto the bed. Her hands pinned his hips to the mattress. Her face hovered over his crotch.
"Get it up for me," Daisy told her nephew.
"He's too scared, Mom," Amy told her mother. "You'll have to help him."
"You mean like this?" Daisy chuckled, taking her nephew's entire cock in her mouth with a single gulp.
"Mmmm, yes, exactly like that. Suck it good, Mom, get it stiff."
In a blur, Daisy's lips moved on her nephew's cock. Gary moaned helplessly as his hips churned.
"Making progress, Mom?" Amy asked.
Daisy nodded, her mouth full of prick, her lips expanding to grip her nephew's thickening shaft.
"Don't just blow him, Mom," Amy urged. "Make him fuck your mouth."
"This, this is crazy," Gary gasped. "My own aunt going down on my prick."
"Relax and enjoy it, Gary," Chip advised his cousin. "You're outmatched. Go with the flow."
"What about you?" Gary asked Chip. "What're you gonna do?"
"I was just thinking about that myself," Chip chuckled, looking toward Amy.
Amy noticed her brother's glance and immediately began stripping. Naked, she went to Chip and fell into his awaiting arms. They kissed and rubbed their bare bodies together. His knee was in her crotch while her hand dug into the crack of his ass, then dipped down to squeeze his balls.
Brother and sister were too hungry for one another to make it to the bed before they started fucking. Standing upright, they started making the necessary moves to connect his cock with her pussy.
"Stick it in, Chip!" Amy panted.
Chip's rigid prick swung between Amy's thighs then uppercut into the waiting slit of her cunt. Penetration!
"Tight, tight!" Chip said, referring to his sister's clutching pussy.
"Soooo hard!" Amy moaned about the lancing thrust of her brother's cock.
Balance became a problem. Chip and Amy looked toward the bed. It was the logical place for them to fall, which they did, right beside where their mother was sucking their cousin's cock.
"Hi, Mom," Amy bubbled, flat on her back with Chip scissored between her legs, his prick drilling her cunt.
While she mouth-fucked her nephew's cock, Daisy glanced over and caught sight of her son's cock pumping her daughter's pussy. The beauty of her children fucking was too much for a mother to ignore. Reaching out, Daisy caressed the crush of Chip's and Amy's loins. Then her fingers smoothed the bulging rims of her daughter's prick-filled cunt.
"Isn't it wonderful, Mom?" Amy gushed. "You sucking. Me fucking. Side by side. Just fabulous!"
Then Amy had to interrupt herself to come. She wasn't certain whether her climax was caused by her brother's prick in her cunt or her mother's expert fingering of her clit.
"I'm flying!" Amy boasted.
She wriggled and writhed. In the process her cunt twisted her brother's cock inside her. This provided the additional friction required to push Chip to the brink of his own climax.
"My cock's gonna blow in your pussy, Sis," he reported.
"Then shoot it, shoot it!" Amy cried.
She tightened her legs around her brother's ribcage, jerking him so his knees left the bed. Now, knifing straight down in Amy's cunt, Chip's cock erupted.
The hot cum swamped Amy's fuck-hole. Rather than spurting, the jism poured out in a continuous flow. There was just too much of it for a cunt to hold and Amy's cunt bloated, then overflowed. By the time her brother's prick had quit unloading, the excess cream streamed down her inner thighs.
It had been quite a fuck, but Amy and Chip didn't have time to savor its afterglow. Instead of concentrating on themselves, their attention was abruptly drawn to the action alongside them.
Orally fucking his aunt, Gary grunted as he grew ready to come in Daisy's mouth. And Daisy was doing everything she could to make it happen, pumping her nephew's balls.
Amy and Chip untangled and offered their encouragement.
"Give it to her, Gary!" Chip urged his crotch-bucking cousin.
"Suck that jizz right out of him, Mom!" Amy spurred on her mother. "Drain him!"
Gary's ass jerked off the bed. But his aunt's head didn't budge an inch, even though the jamming head of his cock bulged at the hollow of her throat.
"Gonna shoot it!" Gary gasped. The cheeks of his raised ass clenched together as his hilted prick erupted. With her nephew's cum flowing, Daisy gulped thirstily.
"Drink it, Mom, drink it!" Amy cheered. "Swallow that jizz!"
Gary groaned, "I'm running out of cum."
But Daisy was still thirsty. When her nephew's crotch sagged, she brought her hands up under his ass and kept the lower half of his body aloft. Her lips jogged up and down on his cock, keeping it stiff.
"Sorry, Aunt Daisy, no more jizz," Gary said.
He was wrong. Daisy's inspired cock-sucking opened some rusty valve in his balls.
Gary's spine snapped. His lurching crotch powered his prick back to the root in Daisy's mouth. His bulging nuts seemed like they might burst.
"Impossible!" Gary yelped. "I started coming again! God, where am I getting it all?"
With this latest blast of her nephew's jism, Daisy changed her tactics. Rather than swallowing it as fast as it flowed, she let the teenaged cream collect in her mouth. By the time Gary's cock was drained, her cheeks ballooned with the hot, sticky treasure.
Gary withdrew from his aunt's mouth and collapsed on the bed. His spent prick had been sucked as red as a lobster's tail. There were teeth marks all along its shaft.
,But Daisy was anything but played out. She was still holding the last load of jism in her mouth and her eyes shone.
She turned toward her daughter. Amy caught on right away.
"Mmmm, Mom," she said, "what're you gonna do with that mouthful of cum?"
Daisy held out her arms toward her daughter. Amy leaned across Gary's fallen form, while Daisy did the same thing from the other direction.
The faces of mother and daughter met above Gary's sprawled body. They shared a deep, slurping kiss. The jism which Daisy had collected passed to Amy and Amy swished it over her teeth, gums and tongue, then passed it back to her mother.
This raunchy process was repeated many times and sloppiness couldn't be avoided. With the cum being transferred back and forth between mouths, some of it ecaped and dripped stickily down the chins of mother and daughter.
Chip watched and got hornier by the second. Frustration set in. It was just that he had trouble accepting the role of spectator when his cock was so stiff it ached.
No, Chip concluded, nothing was. He had an iron hard-on and a pair of naked female bodies to choose from. The fact they belonged to his mother and sister just made the situation more irresistible. His sister was closest so Chip made his move. Aproaching Amy from behind, he latched onto the globes of her ass, lifting her to her knees and lining her up for a rear-entry fuck.
Chip didn't decide where his cock was going to go until he actually made his thrust. Amy's asshole was his last-second target.
There was that frictional struggle a female shitpit gives a prick that's entering it. And then that inevitable moment when the muscles of the girl's ass stretch just enough to permit the cock they're clutching to surge without resistance.
Chip's hard-on bolted forward. By the time it had lost its momentum it was hilted. Amy's shitpit had its standard tightness, squeezing the prick buried in it from tip to root.
Chip began to roll hips and rock his crotch-his cock pumping in and out in Amy's narrow, brown tunnel.
Getting butt-fucked could not fail to make Amy climax. Unable to stifle an orgasmic moan, she had to break her kiss with her mother, which had lingered during Chip's assault from the rear.
"Chip's fucking my ass so good, Mom," Amy breathed hotly in Daisy's face. "I just started coming. Ha-a-a-a-a-r-r-d."
"Oh, I wish I could say the same," Daisy sighed. "God, what I'd give for a big prick driving up my ass."
"Gary!" a panting Amy named the logical answer to her mother's desire.
"Yeah!" Daisy rasped hopefully.
She reached down to where her nephew lay. Her fingers twisted in the wiry hair of his crotch, then gripped his balls. She pulled his nuts so the skin of their sac stretched at the base of his tired prick.
Then his cock wasn't so tired anymore. It stirred with the fondling of the female hand.
Daisy lowered her face to the level of her nephew's crotch. She used her tongue like a magic wand between his legs.
"Get it up," Daisy urged Gary.
She sucked both his nuts into her mouth at the same time, drawing them almost to her throat. Gary's prick swelled, humping at the middle.
"Ooooh, Aunt Daisy," he groaned, "feels like you're gonna swallow my damn balls."
Daisy increased the suction and Gary's cock sprang into the air. Straight up, quivering with erection, it fell from its own weight.
"Mmmm, now that's what I call a hard-on," Daisy said as she released Gary's nuts to say. "The only question now is how my favorite nephew's gonna put it to use."
Gary sat up, revived by incestuous lust. "Just tell me where you want me to fuck you, Aunt Daisy."
"The same as Amy's getting it from her brother," Daisy answered. "Up your ass?"
"Like a battering ram, stud. Every inch of your huge cock."
"You got it, Aunt Daisy. Just hope you don't mind a little suffering. I'm hung pretty fair, if I do say so myself. And your ass-well, the hole must be pretty tiny in comparison to my prick."
"My idea of a perfect combination," Daisy said, swooning with anticipation. "The bigger the cock and the tighter the asshole, the better the buttfuck. I'll come so much for you, Gary, you'll think I'm dying when you hear me scream."
Daisy swung around clear of where her children were butt-fucking to stake out a clear space in the bed for her own butt-fuck with her nephew. She propped herself on her knees, her head resting on a pillow so her spine sloped upward, capped at the summit by the parted globes of her ass.
Gary approached the luscious split of his aunt's ass. The rosy pucker of her shitpit seemed to wink at him in invitation. Gary bit on her ass until his face was drawn between her asscheeks. His tongue lapped from the base of his aunt's spine to the fur of her pussy.
"Okay, stud, enough of your mouth," Daisy called back to her ass-sucking nephew. "Don't get me sidetracked. It's your cock I'm after. Get it in my ass quick so we can catch up with Chip and Amy."
Gary planted a final wet kiss on the pulsing button of his aunt's shitpit. Then, upright on his knees, prick in hand, his cock-head bumped Daisy's asshole.
Daisy rocked backward on her haunches and Gary pushed forward. The knob of his prick squeezed inside the chute of her ass.
"Ram me!" Daisy cried.
"Hold on to something then," Gary warned. "This'll be rough."
"The rougher the better," Daisy answered, grabbing the bedstead to steady herself for the assault.
Gary draped over his aunt's back, clutching her dangling tits with such force that their spongy flesh oozed between his digging fingers. Breathing hoarsely in Daisy's ear, he cocked his hips, then hurtled them forward.
His crotch slammed against her ass. Daisy quivered from the tips of her wriggling toes to the cap of her rattling skull. In between, wild currents of erotic voltage raced unchecked through the wiring of her nervous system. The cause was buried almost a full foot within her asshole. Gary had shafted his entire prick with a single thrust.
"This is murder!" Daisy yowled. "Sweet, holy murder! Kill me, kill me! This is how I want to die!"
Involved in his own bout of butt-fucking with his sister, Chip responded with alarm to his mother's bloodcurdling wail.
"Jesus, Mom," he expressed his concern, "you gonna be all right?"
"Of course she'll be all right, dummy," Amy snapped over her shoulder at her brother. "The more it hurts in the ass, the better it feels. You ought to know that by now. In fact, I could do with a lot more hell in my guts than your cock's been giving me so far. A butt-fuck's supposed to be brutal. Right, little Brother?"
"You want me to butcher your ass with my cock like Gary's doing to Mom?"
"Exactly!" Amy declared eagerly. "Make me suffer. Make me scream ... just like mom."
"Why not?" Chip chuckled to himself.
He looked over toward his cousin and copied the position Gary was in, hugging Amy's back and grasping her tits. Then he channeled all his strength and flexibility between his waist and knees. Swinging his hips like a pendulum and using his crotch like an engine, he drive his prick home time after time in the deep slot of his sister's asshole.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Amy howled. "Now this is butt-fucking the way it's supposed to be! Keep your cock in the groove, Chip! Make me suffer until I come so much I can't stand it!"
Chip's prick pistoned, seeming to enlarge with every pounding thrust. The friction generated by cock and ass was electric for both fucking partners. Amy caved in to it first.
"I'm coming!" she squealed. Her voice seemed to echo.
Amy glanced over. Now she recognized the source of the imagined echo. It was her mother chanting the news of her own orgasm, over and over.
"We're coming together, Mom," Amy called over.
"Is it as good for you as it is for me, baby?" Daisy asked.
"Can you improve on super? Fabulous? Incredible?"
"Sounds like we're on the same wavelength all right. Only one thing we need to make it absolutely perfect."
"What's that?" Amy asked her mother while the two of them swayed to the same erotic rhythm, seeming to intercept one another's orgasmic vibrations.
"We need to put these boys on the same track, just like we are," Daisy suggested.
"Gotcha, Mom. Have them both come in our asses at the same time."
"On the money!" Daisy exclaimed. "Now, c'mon, let's bear down and make it happen."
Mother and daughter watched each other buttfuck, mirroring one another's movements.
Daisy thrashed her hips. Amy thrashed hers. Amy rose up and down on her knees, see-sawing the cock in her ass, while her mother did the same.
Even the things that couldn't be seen, like the squeezing of ass muscles around the buried pricks, were duplicated spasm for spasm by mother and daughter. Daisy and Amy were exactly alike, right down to the grunts they snorted and the rolling of their eyes.
And the response of their male butt-fucking partners grew gradually similar in the process. Gary and Chip eventually started cock-stroking on the same beat. Their breath gusting in the same harsh tempo. They were on the same orgasmic timetable, heading for a shared destination with equal momentum.
"Gonna come!" the boys blurted in a single voice with the final surges of their pricks.
"Shoot it!" Daisy and Amy replied as one, tugging at the hilted dicks in their asses with their ass muscles.
The two loads of jism erupted simultaneously. Gary's load up his aunt's shitpit, Chip flooding his sister's bowels.
Daisy and Amy looked toward one another, their eyes bulging from their sockets, their tongues hanging out.
Mother and daughter reached out to one another as the butt-fucking neared its close. By the time the final bursts of jism had been spilled in their asses, Daisy and Amy had maneuvered so they were face to face.
They kissed just as Gary and Chip finished coming. The boys, their cocks drained and sore, collapsed on top of them.
It ended this way. Four naked bodies in a sweaty heap on the sagging bed. A package of incest, signed, sealed and delivered. The question now was not whether the rest of the family would get the same message, but how soon.
CHAPTER TEN
"Well, Mom, this is it, the payoff. We bring this number off and we're home free. The future's in the bag."
"You sure we'll run into them here?" Daisy asked her daughter as they crossed the parking lot.
"It's Monday night," Amy answered. "If Daddy and Uncle Walt aren't watching the football game at home then ten-to-one they're here."
Mother and daughter reached the front of Duffy's bar. They stopped before they went inside, checking each other out.
"How's my wig look?" Daisy asked. "Can I pass as a blonde?"
"Perfect," Amy assured her mother. "And the makeup's even better. You look like a different person."
"So do you," Daisy referred to Amy's red wig and cosmetically altered face. Then laughed, "Might as well call a spade a spade, we both look like a couple of tramps on the make."
"Tonight that's just what we are," Amy said, chuckling, but not kidding.
They entered Duffy's. The interior was like a smoky cave in an electronic age. The lights bled in the haze. You even had to squint to make out the images on the big-screen television set.
Amy and Daisy circulated, their drinks paid for by a couple of horny customers who followed them around with ass-pats and drooling leers.
"Let's sit down with these guys," Amy whispered to her mother.
Daisy winced as her admirer pinched her thigh.
"I know they're animals. But a couple of animals are what we need to make Daddy and Uncle Walt think we're easy game," Amy whispered. "And there they are."
Daisy looked over toward where Amy gestured. Ray and Walt sat at a nearby table, trying to put the make on a pair of schoolteacher types. They weren't getting far.
"Okay," Daisy agreed to her daughter's plan. "But you take the lead."
Amy nodded, then pulled the man who'd bought her drink to an empty table across from where her father and uncle were parked. Daisy took a deep breath and followed suit. Mother and daughter sat down and had hardly settled in their chairs before male hands were sneaking up their thighs.
"I know what you're looking for in a guy," Daisy's gorilla said to her.
"What's that?" she answered, somehow avoiding a telling frown.
"A big cock," the talking ape slurped. "And I got one!"
Daisy gave her daughter a pleading glance. Amy's response was a mere nod, but she was silently yelling at her mother to go along.
Daisy gathered in her breath for courage and murmured to her guy, "Well, um, your advertising's dandy. Let's see if you've got anything to sell."
Reluctantly dropping her hand in the man's crotch, Daisy clutched with her fingers to keep them from trembling. They grasped a swollen load of hard-on and balls through the denim of the guy's jeans. He hadn't been lying.
"You can suck it, fuck it, anything you want, baby," he rasped.
"Right now I just want to rub it," Daisy managed to purr. "Get the lay of the land."
She wasn't subtle about the way she stroked the man's bulging crotch. Neither was Amy as she did the same thing to the animal she was with.
Then Amy upped the stakes. "I've got something between my legs that likes being rubbed, too, y'know," she told her guy, loud enough for her mother to overhear.
Daisy cooed pretty much the same thing to her hotdog. Both men eagerly reacted to the raunchy invitations.
So there Amy and Daisy were, rubbing the male crotches, and getting themselves felt up in the bargain. Amy started the sighing, with her mother quickly joining in. They were as obvious and as trashy as they could be. And it worked.
"Shit! Look at that blonde and redhead over there, Walt," Ray Fulton leaned across his table and whispered to his brother-in-law. "They're everything these two lame broads we're with ain't."
Walt looked over. He agreed.
"That oughtta be us over there," he hissed under his breath.
Walt and Ray nodded at each other, reaching an unspoken decision between them. They'd move in. But first they had to ditch the pair of losers they were with.
That was easy.
"I'll lay it on the line," Ray said to them. "You girls gonna put out tonight? Walt and I here are after one thing. A fuck."
Gasping, the two schoolteachers turned red. With Ray and Walt laughing at them, they got up and left, stumbling off into the' smoky gloom toward the nearest exit.
"Okay, pardner," Ray drawled to Walt, "let's go pick them apples. I'll take the redhead. You hit on the blonde. We'll use the old cop routine to, uh, introduce ourselves."
They got up and swaggered toward the table where Amy and Daisy sat with their pickups.
"You boys know you're breaking the law?" Ray growled at the two guys, flashing a fake badge, quickly pocketing it before anybody could notice it was made out of tin. "These two bimbos you're pawing are pros. And by the book, it's just as illegal for you to sample the merchandise as it is for them to try and sell it."
"Better get moving, fellas," Walt chimed in, "before that book my partner's talking about gets thrown straight at you."
Amy's and Daisy's pickups thought it over.
"I say bust the bastards," Ray snarled.
The two guys had heard enough. They lurched to their feet as if they were sharing the same set of reflexes and disappeared into the haze the same way the pair of schoolteachers had.
Ray and Walt took over the vacant chairs.
"You two dudes really cops?" Amy asked, altering her voice with the right amount of huskiness so she wouldn't be recognized.
Ray tossed the phony badge on the table and laughed along with Walt as the piece of tin pinged like the dime store gimmick it was.
"Seems like we've got a couple of fakes on our hands," Daisy responded in a digsuised giggle, partially shielding her features.
"What're we gonna do about it, girls?" Ray asked.
"Got a car?" Amy answered. "We'll discuss it there."
The four of them got up and left. The darkness of the parking lot ideally suited the desire of Amy and Daisy to protect their identities.
"I'll take the front seat with Red here," Ray told Walt. "You and Blondie can have the back to get acquainted."
They got into the car, Amy and Daisy entering first. Each of them made sure her skirt rode up when she slid across the slick upholstery. They wore no panties. Neither Ray nor Walt looked at their faces when they spread their legs.
"Like my cunt?" Amy beckoned her father as she fingered her exposed pussy lips.
"I'll show you how much," Ray answered at the open car door. He unzipped his fly and tugged at his shorts. His big cock sprang out like a switchblade knife.
"Mmmm, I think I like your prick about as much as you like my cunt," Amy bubbled. "Looks like the two of them might've just been made for each other."
"Whatta you say we find out for sure?" Ray rasped, plunging into the car, his exposed hard-on seeming to pull the rest of his weight behind it.
He was on Amy immediately, wedging his hips between her spread legs. She could feel his cock pulsing against her crotch as it squirmed around trying to burrow into her gash.
"Fuck me. Fuck me," she panted, reaching into the crush of loins to guide her father's prick into her cunt.
"Ooooh, shit, this is where I wanna be," Ray moaned with pleasure as his cock sank into the moist depths of Amy's tight pussy.
Hips started to move. Crotches bucked. Ray's cock pumped. Amy's cunt spasmed. Father and daughter were fucking.
In the back seat, a similar scene was taking place between brother and sister. Walt and Daisy hadn't been as vocal about their sexual linkage, but their actions spoke for themselves. She was holding her knees against her chest, offering her pussy as a hairy target. Walt's prick was taking full advantage of it, fucking her with pronging strokes.
With one couple balling in the front seat and another getting it on in the rear, the car see-sawed on its axles. Female moans and male grunts filled the interior. The cramped quarters reeked with the sharp aroma of raw lust.
"Think I'm gonna come already," Amy whimpered as her father's cock shafted her cunt.
"Don't just think about it, baby-do it!" Ray urged the writhing girl beneath him, still having no idea that he was actually fucking his own teenaged daughter. "I like my women to enjoy themselves as much as they can while I'm fucking them. So they'll never forget me."
"Oh, no, no, I won't forget you," Amy couldn't help but laugh.
Then she climaxed with an inner woosh that made her insides feel like a wind tunnel. She wrapped her legs around her father's waist, tugging his crotch against her own so every inch of his large prick remained locked in her cunt. Shaking her ass, she gave Ray's hilted cock a taste of heaven on earth with her rippling fuck-hole.
"Baby, you can fuck," Ray responded. "But when you're coming, you can really fuck. They ought to invent a new word for what you can do to a man's cock with that pussy of yours."
"They have," Amy answered with a surge of recklessness, ready to lower the boom on her unsuspecting dad. "Incest!"
"What'd you say?" Ray gasped.
Amy didn't answer. Instead she expressed herself wth her cunt, squeezing it along every inch of her father's buried prick.
Ray burned with curiosity. But the fire in his crotch was even hotter. The cunt tugging at his cock had taken its toll. He had to come before he did anything else.
He sprawled on top of Amy, twitching uncontrollably. His balls churned. His cock flexed. Deep in Amy's twat, his cock-head busted open with a flood of jism.
With her cunt being bloated with cum, Amy made her next move. It was time for her to serve up a shocking dose of the truth.
While her father came in her, she pulled off her red wig. Her own black curls tumbled down her shoulders.
In the midst of his climax, Ray saw this. His eyes bugged, his jaw dropped.
"No. No. It can't be!" he choked, just as his prick shot its last in Amy's pussy.
"Yes, Daddy, it's me," Amy stated with stark simplicity.
She wiped the makeup from her eyes, removing the cat-like cast of her features so her face jumped out at her father in shocking familiarity. Ray may not have wanted to believe it, but he could no longer deny something so shockingly obvious.
"Amy," he gulped his daughter's name. "What have I done?"
"You just fucked me, Daddy," Amy laid it on the line. For emphasis she pinched Ray's drained prick with the walls of her cunt. Her father's jizz squished inside her.
"My own daughter," Ray muttered to himself. "My little girl ... her pussy full of my cum. God! What would her mother say if she knew about this?"
"I already do," a perky voice responded in the back seat of the car.
Ray turned white as a ghost. He looked in the back. There was Walt, mindlessly humping away between the spread legs of the blonde from the bar. But then, all of a sudden, she wasn't a blonde anymore as she, too, whisked her wig away.
Ray was speechless. All he could do was stare back and forth between the two women in his life, amazed that they had played such a mind-bending trick on him.
Only Walt remained unaware of what was happening. Like most men, he had shut everything out while his big cock was grooving in a tight, wet cunt. The conversation in the car had sailed over his head. Hadn't noticed that Daisy had removed her wig because his face was buried in the pillows of her tits. All he was thinking about was shooting his wad.
"Walt, you fool!" Ray recaptured his voice and gave a jagged cry. "Don't you know what you're doing?"
"Damn right I do. Getting set to come my balls inside-out," Walt rasped after his brother-in-law's urgent voice pierced his consciousness. "Now leave me alone and let me do my thing, man."
Walt jabbed with his cock to the core of Daisy's pussy. He had ripped her blouse open and was slobbering all over her braless tits. His hands clutched her asscheeks, lifting her ass off the seat so his prick angled almost straight down in her pussy as it strained to erupt.
"Before you come in her, Walt, you've got to know what you're doing," Ray pleaded with his horny brother-in-law to listen.
"Jesus, you crazy, man?" Walt snorted. "If I don't know what I'm doing by now after all the broads I've fucked, I must be dead. And I ain't! Just ask this chick I'm fucking how alive and kicking I am."
Daisy laughed at her brother's macho boast. Then she took matters into her own hands.
"Ready to come now, stud?" she asked her brother in a disguised voice.
"You better believe it, baby."
"Then give it to me!" Daisy urged.
Walt grunted like a caveman, then his breath whooshed from his lungs. He was coming.
As his prick unloaded in her pussy, Daisy grabbed a fistful of her brother's hair. She yanked his head up from her tits and looked him in the eye.
"You're not just coming in any old cunt," Daisy said in her normal voice. "You're coming in my cunt."
Walt's jaw quivered and his eyes grew as round as marbles. His breath was a tinny whistle that made his nostrils vibrate.
"S-S-Sis," he stammered in disbelief.
Daisy just nodded, swooning from the heat of her brother's scalding cum in her orgasmic fuckhole.
"I tried to tell you, Walt," Ray croaked as he watched. "You're fucking your own sister. My wife!"
"And why don't you tell him who you just finished fucking, Daddy?" Amy said sweetly.
But Ray didn't have to say anything more. Amy peered over the seat and her uncle coudn't miss her grinning face.
"Holy shit!" Walt exclaimed, seeing his niece and draining his prick in his sister's cunt at the same time. "This ain't real! Gotta be dreaming!"
"Want me to pinch you, Uncle Walt, so you can be sure you're awake?" Amy teased.
"That won't be necessary, Amy," Daisy cut in. "I'm sure your uncle knows a real pussy when he fucks it."
Daisy clutched her brother's spent prick with the muscles of her cunt. Walt wriggled like a fish on a hook. He was snagged on the reality of incest and knew there was no escape.
"Okay," he sighed. "I fucked my own sister. Now what?"
He was looking toward Ray when he spoke.
"I don't know," Ray sighed. "I may be in this even deeper than you, Walt. After all, I just fucked my own daughter. At least you and Daisy are both adults. But Amy's still underage. They could lock me up in jail and throw away the key."
"Really think I'd turn you in, Daddy?" Amy asked in a little girl's voice, running her fingers through her father's hair.
"All I know is that I'm at your mercy," Ray winced. "You and your mother must have had some helluva reason for pulling this stunt. What do you want?"
"Isn't that obvious," Amy giggled, then turned firm. "Cock!"
"But why mine?" Ray directly asked his daughter. "God, Amy, you're a beautiful girl. You could have your pick of boys your own age to fuck."
Amy played her ace in the hole.
"Maybe, honey chil', I jes' like an experienced stud who knows his way 'round a pussy," Amy answered in the Southern drawl she had used the last time she had seduced her dad in Duffy's parking lot. "Some things a full-grown man can do for a gal that a boy can't. Hear me talkin' to ya, y'all?"
Ray caught on immediately, sagging against the car door like a dazed boxer against the ropes.
"I fucked you before," Ray gasped with recognition. "Last Monday night, right here in this same place. "You were the one!"
Walt broke out in laughter at his brother-in-law's predicament.
"So that's who you balled to win that twenty bucks off me," he blurted. "Your own daughter!"
Amy wasn't finished setting things straight. Now she turned on her snickering uncle.
"Taken any interesting subway rides lately, Uncle Walt?" she asked calmly.
"What do you mean?" Walt answered, turning abruptly serious.
"A rush hour crowd. Plenty of tits and asses for a determined man to bump against if that's how he gets his kicks," Amy said, describing the situation in which she had encountered her uncle that day on the train. "And sometimes a guy gets really lucky. Finds a girl who wants more than just getting felt up. She wants to fuck-even if she is a virgin."
"You!" Walt gasped at his smirking niece.
Amy nodded.
Then she swiftly told her uncle and father the rest. About her brother. About her cousin Gary. Somewhere during the incestuous travelogue, Daisy chimed in with a description of the mother-daughter lesbian romp involving Amy and herself.
At last the truth was out. An American family had come to grips with itself. Would it flounder or soar?
* * *
An hour later mattresses had been pulled off the beds and pushed together in the middle of the living room floor at the Fulton house. There was enough space to take care of six bodies. Six naked bodies. The family.
An orgy.
"Mmmm, that's it, Daddy," Amy called over her shoulder and her father as she knelt on all fours. "Give me your whole cock up my ass. Buttfuck me to your balls."
"You got it, baby," Ray Fulton answered his teenaged daughter. His crotch bucked and his cock, already halfway within Amy's shitpit, plunged to the hilt.
"Hurts so good," Amy said about the ten inches of cock in her asshole, wiggling her hips to emphasize the penetration.
Then, her ass accounted for, Amy turned her attention to the male figure in front of her.
Her cousin Gary crouched before her, his big prick looming from his crotch. Reaching for the long column of rigid prick, Amy guided the cockhead to her mouth and closed her lips over the fiery knob. She sucked, orally moved down the thick shaft.
As Amy swallowed his cock, Gary's ass plopped to the mattress. He leaned back, his shoulders down flat and his knees raised to let Amy deepthroat his throbbing prick.
Amy went down on her cousin's fat prick and got fucked in the ass by her father's equally sizable hard-on at the same time. It was a red-letter occasion for her-the first time she had ever taken on a pair of cocks at once.
Amy was not the only female in the Fulton family enjoying a double-dose of incestuous cock. She had to share the spotlight with her mother.
On the other side of the mattresses, Daisy Fulton was also finding out what it was like to service two pricks simultaneously-her son's and her brother's.
Unlike Amy, Daisy didn't divide her participation between sucking and fucking. She was getting balled all the way. It took some doing on her part, but it was worth it to be able to take Walt's prick in her pussy at the same time Chip fucked her in the ass.
Daisy had accomplished her feat by balancing on her neck and shoulders, jackknifing her naked body so her legs were thrown back over her head. Her brother Walt leaned over her from the front so her upturned thighs straddled his waist while he drilled his cock down in her hoisted cunt. Angling from the other direction, Chip reamed his mother's raised shitpit with his slender prick.
The pumping pricks of uncle and nephew were only a notch apart as they fucked Daisy's twin holes. When Walt's cock was on the downstroke in her cunt, Chip pulled out so only the knob of his prick remained in her asshole. Then, vice-versa, with Chip stabbing to the root of his cock, while Walt let up.
"How can anything hurt so good?" Daisy groaned with welcome pain.
She climaxed with a shudder. It was just one of a series of orgasms she was experiencing.
Amy wasn't coming at quite the rate her mother was, but she was doing just fine. If her climaxes weren't as frequent as Daisy's, they made up for that with their intensity, especially when her father, in addition to butt-fucking her, started fingering her cunt deeply in tempo with his cock-thrusts up her ass.
And then, of course, there was her cousin's prick in her mouth to share Amy's attention. She could count on a bellyful of Gary's hot, sweet jizz very soon. Needless to say, she found herself extremely thirsty.
It was Gary, in fact, who was the first male member of the family orgy to announce that he was near coming.
"My prick's almost ready to blow down Amy's throat!" he cried out, grinding his hips against the cousin's cheekbones as she gobbled his surging cock. "Anybody else gonna shoot it?"
"Yeah, me!" Chip answered from over where he was fucking his mother's ass.
Walt heard this and called to his brother-in-law, "Hey, Ray we gonna let these two punks outdo us?"
"No way," Ray replied. "I can get off in Amy's ass any time I need to. How about you and Daisy's pussy?"
"I'm primed!" Walt crowed.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Ray said. "Let's come!"
"You heard the man" Gary urged Chip. "Can't let our dads get off while we're just along for the ride."
"No way," Chip agreed.
There was a straining of male crotches. A quartet of pricks flexed at the same moment. Four sets of balls were rising in their sacs to bulge as if they might burst.
Then the cum flowed. Abruptly, all four of them were unloading their creamy juice.
Walt came in his sister's cunt with a gooey rush. And, deep in her ass, Daisy felt her son's liquid heat invade her bowels as Chip's jism mixed with her shit.
Amy gulped down her cousin's cum when Gary's prick flooded her throat. At the rear, her father's butt-fucking cock reamed her tightest hole while it splashed her guts with a scalding mass of jizz.
So it went-and so it would go. Far into the night the sucking and fucking would continue, with Amy and her mother taking on the four men in their lives in every possible way, combination and position.
To Amy, Daisy, Ray, Chip, Walt and Gary, it was just doing what comes naturally. Just family.
