It has been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul--some hidden secret, desire, or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such dark passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of modern everyday life. Yet sometimes dark passions surface--and another Richard Speck or Lee Harvey Oswald emerges. Sometimes such passions are exposed--and another Watergate or ITT affair hits the headlines.
SISTER'S INCEST ORGY is a dramatic representation of a family who dares to let its most base desires and passions come to the fore. They are some of the few who are willing to accept the consequences, be it reward or punishment, for allowing themselves to be completely liberated. Their story is a startling insight into the lives of people who dare to let it all hang out.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
When they saw each other for the first time after ten years apart, they knew at once they were going to bed together. Since even the missing years hadn't robbed them of their closeness, renewing their ties in the most intimate way possible would hardly have been unusual for this man and woman had they been two other people. But there was something different about this couple.
A shadow hung over their passion. Something they could neither ignore nor avoid.
In this day and age when complete strangers often have sex before exchanging names, Rob and Becky suffered from having too much in common. The one thing in common, in fact, which was supposed to keep them from ever becoming lovers--the same set of parents.
For Rob and Becky Coleman were brother and sister. But now, in spite of society's rules, they were going to fuck.
"There haven't been more than two nights in a row when I didn't think about your beautiful, big cock inside me," Becky confessed. "In my mouth, my cunt, my ass... "
She had just pulled down her brother's pants, interrupting herself with a hungry sigh when the object of her desire sprang into the open. At least nine inches long Rob's cock throbbed in jutting hardness. Kneeling, Becky passed her trembling lips over the swollen head and started sucking.
"Mmmm, sweeter than ever," she slurped.
"Think you can still swallow the whole thing, Sis?" Rob asked anxiously.
"Isn't that what a blow-job's all about?" Becky giggled.
Then she went down on her brother's large cock in earnest and didn't pause until she had deep-throated every thick inch of it. Rob grinned down at her, pushing his hairy crotch against her face.
"Now fuck it," he said. "Fuck my cock with your mouth, Sis. Just the way you used to."
Becky began sliding her lips back and forth along the shaft of her brother's prick. Her mouth became an oral cunt and Rob's hips rolled in response.
"Ahhh, that's it," Rob sighed. "Now play with my balls while you're eating my cock. Get my cum boiling for you."
Becky rubbed his heavy nuts between the palms of her hands. Rob responded by holding her head and guiding the rhythm of her mouth-fucking suction.
"I'm getting the feeling," he moaned. "Hope you're thirsty, Sis."
Sucking his prick and rubbing his balls even harder, Becky strained for the feast of incestuous jizz which she greedily craved. Rob wasted no time in giving it to her.
"Drink it, Sis, drink it!" he blurted when his cock abruptly erupted. "Drink my cum!"
Needing no encouragement, Becky downed her brother's spurting cream as fast as his climaxing prick delivered it in her mouth. It splashed into her belly and made her glow from the inside out. She didn't let up until every drop of jizz was safely within her.
"Oooooh, it's been so long since I tasted that cum. The sweetest cum there is," she gurgled when she had drained Rob's nuts. "Too, too long."
"You aren't the only one who's been hungry for something sweet," Rob said, smiling. "Know what I mean, Sis?"
"Mmmm, do I," Becky eagerly replied. "And I can't wait to give it to you."
The bed was directly behind her and she sort of slithered onto it, on her back with her knees raised. Up went her skirt and down slid her panties. Her bare thighs separated, exposing the most important part of her body in all its glory.
"Eat my cunt, Rob!" she panted with excitement, fingering her lower lips apart so her pink cunt drooled with female honey.
Her brother practically dove between her spread legs. But then, despite his appetite for her wet cunt, Rob still had enough self-control to go down on her in careful stages.
Before he actually made contact with her cunt, he spent a long time licking and kissing and nibbling her inner thighs. From there, he sucked the silky curls of her dark-brown bush until they glistened with spit. After five minutes had passed, his tongue was just beginning to expose the fleshy center of her oozing pussy.
"So glad you remembered to go slow," Becky moaned in appreciation. "Gets me so hot when you do it this way. Other men just don't--"
"I don't want to hear about them," Rob interrupted from the nest of her crotch. "It's just you and me, Sis, in a world of our own."
"Oh, yeah," Becky swooned in agreement as her brother's tongue found her clit for the first time in ten years. "All that matters is the two of us. It's all that ever mattered."
Rob had centered the tip of his tongue against the erect nub of Becky's clit. Now, applying pressure, he forced the magic button back into the folds at the top of her cunt until it reached bone.
"Ahhh, that's it... it... absolutely it," Becky whimpered with joy. "Don't stop until I'm coming, Rob. Coming right in your face."
Ron's tongue pinched Becky's clit between it and bone for a solid minute. Becky pushed back, her ass leaving the bed with the plump cheeks clenched. And then, with her long legs lashing wildly in the air, she was climaxing as powerfully as it was possible for a woman to do.
"Now suck it... suck it," Becky called to her brother. "Move your mouth down and suck all that hot juice right out of my cunt the same way I sucked the hot jizz out of your cock when I was blowing you. Every drop."
The lips of Rob's mouth immediately sealed the lips of Becky's orgasmic pussy. As she wetly came, his thirsty gulps matched the tempo of her spasms.
Finally, Becky's climax had run its course and she sagged with temporary exhaustion. When her brother's face left her crotch, her thoroughly eaten pussy resembled a gaping wound.
"I feel hollow inside after all that coming," Becky murmured, fingering the inner ridges of her yawning cunt gash.
"Don't worry, I'll fill you up again, Sis," Rob chuckled with a sticky grin, up on his knees so his sister could see that his cock was fully hard and ready to fuck her. Seeing the rigid condition of his prick, Becky promptly came back to life. The rest of her clothes were off as quickly as she could strip them away. And now, totally naked, she ran her hands all over her bare flesh, especially her tits and thighs and cunt.
"Oh, yes, Rob, fuck me now!" she urged steamily. "Fuck me right away! Fill up my cunt with your big, hard cock!"
"You still like it the same way, Sis?" Rob asked.
"You know it, stud!" Becky panted.
Rob flipped her over, so she was on all fours like a bitch in heat. He pried open the halves of her ass. Then his muscular prick surged straight up her rear-spread pussy.
"Yes, dog-fuck me, dog-fuck me!" Becky cried, locking in her favorite fuck-position. "Turn me into an animal, Rob, the way you used to do!"
Rob's cock began to pump in and out of his sister, making her damp pussy squish. A fresh supply of pussy juice had already started leaking down the insides of Becky's thighs.
"You don't need me to turn you into an animal, Sis. You already are one," Rob rasped, with his long cock in perpetual motion. "The best part of you is between your legs."
"Right, talk dirty to me," Becky whimpered. "You know how much I want to hear it."
"You live for cock, Sis," Rob readily told her. "Big, hard cocks fucking you. Tell me how much you love my big, hard cock, Sis. Love my big, hard cock in your pussy."
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Becky answered in a raunchy chant, the way she always did when her sessions with her brother reached this point.
"But your pussy isn't the only place where you want my big, hard cock to fuck you, is it?" Rob said. "Especially when you're getting it from behind, dog-style. Where else do you want me to fuck you, Sis?"
"You know," Becky gasped in anticipation. "I want to hear you say it."
"Your ass," Rob hissed on cue, for this was the type of exchange he and his sister had often had in the past. "You won't be satisfied until you've got nine inches of cock right where you shit, ripping you apart."
"Yes, rip me, rip me where it hurts the most!" Becky pleaded. "Fuck my ass!"
Rob yanked his prick from her cunt and aimed it a notch above, fitting the blunt tip against the small, round opening there. Becky's asshole was tight, but her brother penetrated it with a brutal shove.
"Hurts sooo goooood," she groaned.
"Not as much as it's going to," Rob vowed.
He shoved again. His cock buckled at first, but he kept on the pressure. Becky farted, then all at once her brother's prick surged into her ass as far as it could go.
"Jesus, I've waited so long for this," Becky moaned. "Would you believe that I've never let any other man fuck me in the ass, Rob?"
"Told you I didn't want to hear about the others," Rob snapped.
"What if I told you about them anyway?" Becky asked, a touch of sass in her voice.
"Then I'd have to teach you a lesson," Rob said. "Make you behave yourself."
"Yes, make me behave," Becky eagerly requested. "I need a man who puts me in my place. You're the only one who can do that, Rob. The other man I've been with have let me off too easy."
She paused after her latest mention of the men in her life, listening to her brother's breath quicken.
"There've been so many of them since we've been apart, Rob," she now continued, testing her brother's patience. "I've just gone from cock to cock, trying to find what was missing in my life. But nobody could take your place, Rob, no matter how many different guys I fucked. I guess I've been a bad, bad girl."
That was enough for Rob. He'd warned her to stop talking about other men but she hadn't listened. Now he'd just have to show her who was boss.
And this, of course, was exactly what Becky had hoped to do with all her talk about sleeping around. So when her brother abruptly slapped her across the ass, she welcomed it with a long, hoarse wail of sheer pleasure.
"Yes... yes... it's just what I deserve," she croaked. "I've been so bad. Hit me again, Rob. Spank me the way you used to when I did something wrong."
Rob's open hand crashed against her ass again. At the same time, his big cock surged up her asshole. The combination of the two turned Becky's senses to jelly and she was on the verge of coming.
"More! More!" she begged.
Rob gave it to her. It had been ten years since he had spanked his sister while he ass-fucked her, but his hand against her asscheek and his cock up her asshole were right at home. This had been the little game they'd always played back then and the passage of time hadn't taken any of either partner's enthusiasm for the controlled violence.
The key to it, in fact probably the key to their whole relationship, was that Rob and Becky had lost their father at a very early age. Their mother had been sickly, so as the oldest child Rob had become a substitute parent. When his sister misbehaved, he would often turn her over his knee and spank her.
As Becky got older, the spankings had started becoming something more than mere punishment. More than once she got so aroused that her panties wound up soaking from her oozing, young cunt. Indeed, she experienced her first orgasms this way and increasingly, she purposely acted up so her brother would paddle her and she would feel that sticky warmth between her legs.
Eventually Rob couldn't help but notice her reaction. On the day he did, his hand found its way inside his sister's drenched panties, feeling the source of the moisture. Once he had touched her damp pussy, that was it. Becky was suddenly on her hands and knees like a bitch in heat, begging for more than just a spanking.
So, after not too much persuasion, a horny Rob had taken his stiff cock out and fucked her from behind, popping her cherry. Then there was no turning back. After their first taste of incest, brother and sister couldn't stop.
Because of how it had all started, spanking became part of their sex. When Rob advanced from merely fucking Becky's pussy to giving it to her in the ass, the blows on her ass seemed to go perfectly with his big cock in her tightest hole.
A ritual had evolved. First, Rob would start dog-fucking his sister's pussy. Then the dialogue between them would get raunchier, leading to a transfer of his prick from her cunt to her ass. Then Becky would get sassy about something and Rob would pretend to be steamed. She'd keep it up until his hand was crashing repeatedly against her ass while he butt-fucked her.
And nothing had changed. Today proved that. Old times were never up to date.
Rob's battering hand and driving prick were working nonstop outside and inside his sister's squirming ass. And Becky had just experienced the mightiest climax she had enjoyed in the last ten years--since the last time she had fucked her brother.
"Just finished coming so hard," she panted. "Now make it happen for me some more, Rob. Make me come even better."
He slapped her ass and buried his cock. Becky shivered as though she were going into shock.
"Oooooh, here it is again," she moaned with a husky rasp. "I'm coming like I'm gonna die."
Now Rob stopped spanking her. He put his hand on her cunt while he fucked her ass and fingered her cunt and clit. Becky was climaxing so powerfully that almost immediately her leaking pussy juice was trickling down to her brother's wrist.
"Can't stop coming," Becky moaned some more.
With his thumb pressing her clit, Rob crammed the rest of his hand into his sister's cunt. Curling his fingers into a semi-fist, he could feel the bulge of his cock just a notch above in Becky's ass. When his cock moved, his knuckles rubbed against it.
"Feels damned good," he said, moaning too.
"I know how it can feel even better for you, Rob. Feel better for both of us," Becky panted.
Rob just gasped, alternating strokes between his ass-fucking cock in his sister's asshole and his fist-fucking knuckles in her cunt.
"I want you to come for me now! That's what'll really put us over the top!" Becky urged. "It's been ten years since you've come from fucking me and I want it right away! Come, Rob, come!"
She tightened the muscles of her ass around her brother's prick, keeping it hilted inside of her. At the same time, she did the same thing with the walls of her pussy around his knuckles. The result made her feel as if her two holes had merged into a single chute and she was getting balled by the world's hugest cock!
When her brother didn't shoot his wad fast enough for her, she impatiently snapped, "Come, you bastard! What's the matter with you, anyway? Are you some kind of goddamned fag?"
Actually, she knew full well that Rob sometimes held off to the last possible second before he let go. It was all part of their erotic ritual. He wouldn't come until he absolutely had to, while she called him dirty names and finally turned the tables in their game of humiliation.
In reality, Rob's balls were on fire from their pent-up burden of liquid heat. But somehow he kept the rising tide between his legs in check, really giving his sister a run of her money in this, their first fuck in years.
"Can't do it," he lied.
"Bastard! Fag! Son of a bitch!" Becky called him, her foul mouth in full gear.
"Maybe you just aren't woman enough for me," Rob taunted.
It was a scene that had been replayed many times between brother and sister. But the break in their incestuous relationship hadn't dulled their abilities to play their parts and tonight was definitely a command performance.
"I'll show you who's a woman!" Becky vowed. "Even a fag like you can't keep me from having your damned cum. If I can't get it one way, I'll just have to try another."
She lurched forward on her hands and knees, pulling her ass and cunt away from her brother's cock and hand. Then she wheeled around and charged, her eyes blazing with lust for cum.
Rob fell backward under her assault and her face dove between his thighs. His cock was smeared with shit from fucking her ass, but that didn't stop her from sucking it clean. Then she put it between her large tits and began tit-fucking her brother's rigid prick.
"Come. Come! Come!" Becky demanded, jerking Rob's straining cock between her squeezing tits.
"You win, Sis," Rob gasped.
He pulled his cock free just as it erupted. When Becky spotted the silvery flash of spurting cum, she stretched herself out as a point-blank target for the creamy shower.
"That's it!" Becky cried excitedly. "Come all over me!"
Staring at her face, Rob guided his gushing cock down her naked body. A sticky trail of cum splattered her neck, then moved through the valley of her heaving tits. From there it slashed her belly, leaving an overflowing pool in her navel. It ended between her legs, where, with her thighs spread, Becky took the last of the jizz all over her hairy pussy and in the crack of her ass. She then smeared the cum all over herself, rubbing it into her skin as though it were body lotion until she gleamed from head to toe.
"Oooooh," she moaned, "I'm such a sticky, sticky mess. How will I ever get it off?"
This was a cue for Rob. "I know how to clean you off good and fast, Sis," he said.
She eagerly cried, "Do it! Do it to me, Rob, do it!"
Rob's cock was at half-mast now. He flicked off some stray drops of leftover cum then took aim on Becky a second time. He gritted his teeth, straining from within. In his shadow, Becky anxiously awaited what was about to happen.
"Hurry, Rob, hurry!" she called impatiently. "You know I want it so bad."
"Ahhhhh," Rob gasped with release.
His cock abruptly erupted against--but not with cum this time. The stream, it shot was the color of liquid gold.
"Oh, yes, Rob, piss on me! Piss on me!" Becky cried happily. "Piss all the jizz off my body!"
"Don't worry, Sis," Rob answered. "It took me a while to get started, but now that I'm rolling I've got enough piss inside me to drown you."
He pointed his gushing prick at his sister's face. Becky wagged her head from side to side, drenching her features with the golden shower.
Now Rob lowered his flow to Becky's tits. They were quickly glistening with his raining piss. He splashed her belly, washing away the jism. But the last and best part was saved for his sister's wide-open crotch.
Becky pulled her pussy lips apart and took the stream of piss directly into her cunt. It welled in her pussy and leaked into the crack of her ass. A yellow puddle formed beneath the cheeks of her ass and she gleefully wallowed in it.
"That's all," Rob finally sighed, shaking his drained prick.
Steaming from her bath of hot pee, Becky ran her hands over her moist flesh, then licked her fingers. After that she wrapped the blanket around herself and dried off.
"Just like old times," she murmured to her brother. "Almost worth waiting ten years for."
"You won't have to wait that long for the next time, Sis, now that you're back home where you belong," Rob promised.
"Better believe that I'm going to hold you to that," Becky vowed.
"I'm counting on it, Sis," Rob said and he had another hard-on.
CHAPTER TWO
The occasion for the reunion between Becky and Rob was their mother's funeral. Always sickly, Mrs. Coleman had held out a lot longer than anybody had ever expected her to. Still, she had survived so many medical crises in the past that her death contained a certain element of surprise.
To tie up the loose ends to her own satisfaction, Becky decided to pay a call on her uncle Vic. The lawyer in the family, he was handling all the arrangements for his deceased sister. Of course he'd be glad to see her, he told Becky when she phoned. In fact, he was just getting around to calling her.
Sitting on top of the most successful law practice in the county, Vic was a ruggedly handsome man who looked considerably younger than his fifty-some-odd years. As a girl Becky had had a sort of a crush on her good-looking uncle. And now, visiting him for the first time in years, she was surprised to see how attractive he still was.
"I'll get right to the point, Becky," Vic said to his niece, while she sat across his polished mahogany desk in his richly furnished office. "Your mother was not struggling to make ends meet as the rest of us always thought. I've been going over her affairs as the executor of the will and it turns out she left a considerable estate."
"How much?" Becky gulped before she realized how tacky it sounded.
"Well, no fortune, to be sure," Vic smoothly answered. "But, ah shall we say, a nice piece of change?"
Becky didn't know what to say next without sounding greedy.
Sensing her uneasiness, her uncle said, "No reason to be self-conscious about this, Becky. You've got to be realistic. Let me put it this way. As we say in the legal game, people die but money lives."
Becky shivered. All of a sudden she had a healthy dislike for her uncle.
"And unless I miss my guess, you're in for a nice chunk of it," Vic continued. "I'm sure you can use it. Last I heard, the ten years since you left home haven't exactly made you rich and famous."
Becky was visibly shaken by her uncle's blunt approach--and she suspected there was more to come.
"Ah, yes, I know more about you than you think I do, my dear. More, in fact, that you might think I ought to," Vic stated. Then added with a grin, "But it's a lawyer's business to find things out about people when money is involved and I'm very good at my business."
"Oh, really?" Becky muttered in a small voice.
"When you left town ten years ago," Vic said, "it was supposedly to seek your fame and fortune in New York, just like in the story books. But you found neither. Not in New York and not in the other places you've lived since then. Let's see-Boston, Chicago, Atlanta, a trip out to California, with a few stops in between. And you've just been scraping by in all of them."
"So what?" Becky answered defensively, squirming in her chair.
"Simple," Vic answered, leaning across the desk to underscore the point he was about to make. "You're a tramp, sweetheart. A cheap, little hustler."
He had smiled like a shark when he said it and when she'd heard it, Becky's breath had been taken away. Not because Vic was lying, but because he had her pegged exactly right!
"Are you calling me a whore?" she choked.
"Oh, I wouldn't be that harsh," Vic chuckled. "You haven't been out in the streets that I know of. Yet. It's just that you're the kind of gal who'll sleep with the right man for, uh, proper considerations--rent, clothes, on your back, food on the table. And right now you're between benefactors. Broke."
"I won't deny it," Becky sighed, looking down in shame.
"You really should've set your sights higher, my dear," Vic taunted. "Should've gone after a millionaire, or at least a politician, not these truck-drivers and beer-drinking hardhats who've been keeping you. Then you'd have come swirling in here in mink instead of with your hat in your hand."
"You brought up mom's money, not me," Becky protested.
"And now I'm going to tell you how you can make sure you get your fair share," Vic replied. "You see, your mother left me a considerable amount of leeway in dividing the inheritance. But, of course, if you're too proud to hear what I can do for you, just give me the word and we'll pretend this conversation never took place."
Becky hated herself, but the combination of her desperate financial condition and her curiosity was too much. Reluctantly she agreed to hear her uncle out.
"How does ten-thousand dollars sound to you?" Vic said with a smile. "It's yours, free and clear, if you and I can work out a few details."
"What do I have to do, Uncle Vic?" Becky sighed wearily.
Vic stood up behind his desk and unzipped his fly as casually as it could be done. "You can start by sucking my cock."
Becky practically gagged with disgust. But then her eyes opened wide when she saw her uncle was hung. Abruptly out of his pin-striped trousers, his jutting cock was the biggest one Becky had ever seen!
"You're not the first woman of your type that I've spent time with," Vic said, proudly displaying his enormous prick. "And they all tell me that I'm very generously endowed. Since I have to assume you're an expert, I'll ask you, my dear. Are they right?"
"Yes," Becky gulped, unable to take her eyes off this cock of cocks.
"Good. Considering your background, I respect your opinion of the subject," Vic stated. "Now, my dear, it's time for you to show me that you really are what I think you are."
He walked around the desk. When he put his hands on Becky's shoulders, it took only the slightest pressure to bring her to her knees before him. She took the swollen head of the giant cock in her mouth. The salty taste made her nostrils flare. Hesitating before she swallowed any more, she felt dizzy.
"I'm expecting my money's worth from you. That is, your mother's money's worth," Vic said down to her. "Which means I won't be satisfied unless you suck the whole thing."
He took a hold of Becky's head and bucked his crotch. His prick rammed into her throat, half of it in his niece's mouth now.
"You see?" Vic said, "I don't want just an ordinary blow-job. Money wouldn't have to change hands for that. My secretary gives them. But you, Becky, you I'm going to fuck in the mouth with every inch of cock I own. You're used to earning your keep and I intend to take advantage of the one talent you apparently have."
Becky felt like shit the way her uncle was talking to her. But that immense prick of his spoke even louder to her. She had never deep-throated a cock this big and might never get the chance again to prove she could do it.
To hell with the money, Becky thought. Right now all she could think about was taking every inch of this enormous hard-on straight down her throat. She'd have done it for free.
Vic didn't have to force-feed her again. She started gulping on her own, working her lips along the rest of the cock shaft bit by bit. And the more cock she ate, the more the saltiness turned to sweetness. By the time she was within a couple of inches of downing the whole thing, she could close her eyes and pretended she was sucking on candy.
Now Becky bore down to take those last two inches. They were the hardest--in more ways that one--and the sweetest. But, quickly, there they were in her mouth, as her lips wrapped around the root of her uncle's prick.
"Splendid!" Vic said, praising her effort. "I'm glad to see I didn't under estimate you, my dear. The way you suck a cock, you could've easily gotten yourself a congressman, or even a senator."
He cleared his throat.
"Of course," he added, "the real test is still to come. Sucking is one thing. However, actually being fucked in the mouth by a cock like mine is something else again. I ought to know. Several women who thought they could satisfy me this way have been forced to think again. And I needn't tell you, they didn't wind up with a cent for their discomfort."
Vic began rocking his hips. His thick, long prick began jerking, seeming to Becky as though it would rub the walls of her throat raw--or choke her to death.
But she never let up on the suction. Indeed, she increased it. And the pain she'd felt swiftly changed into a natural high. Pride undoubtedly had a lot to do with it. Pride that she was able to suck this mouth cock without backing off, strictly a woman's pride.
And it got even better. Becky started to imagine that she had another clit way down her throat and her uncle's massive cockhead was rubbing against it. The remarkable sensation was channeled straight to her cunt. Yes, she was going to come.
Climax she abruptly did. As her throat was fucked, her pussy spasmed and oozed as if it were the part of her body filled with all that cock.
However, Becky wasn't the only one with coming on her mind. She had sucked her uncle's prick as hard and deep as it could be sucked and now Vic was on the verge of paying the sweet price for her oral talents.
In everyday life he was a distinguished attorney. But when it got down to shooting his wad, Vic was more macho than the hardhats in Becky's past that he had previously scorned. With a violent surge, he forced his niece down to the floor and lay on top of her, grinding his crotch against her face. His huge cock pistoned in her throat, getting all the friction possible.
"Hope you're thirsty for cum, little girl!" he rasped. "Because here it is!"
His cock exploded. He came the way other men piss, not with spurts but with a single, continuous stream. Becky had never blown anyone, not even her brother Rob, who got off like this.
"Drink it, bitch, drink it!" Vic demanded. "Drink every drop of my cum or you can kiss your mother's money good-bye."
Her uncle's threat sailed over Becky's head. She didn't need it to prime her appetite for cum. She'd never sucked a cock yet that she hadn't been able to milk dry without losing a drop and she was determined that her record would remain intact, even with this monster unloading down her throat.
She gulped and gobbled the gushing jizz as thought her life depended on it. And if her life didn't, her self-respect certainly did. She was first, last and always a woman and when a woman sucks a cock, she sees it through to the end, which means swallowing every last drop when that cock comes in her mouth.
But there was so much jizz this time! It swelled her cheeks so her face felt like a balloon. Backing up in her nose, it made it impossible for her to breathe.
She didn't give in, though. And when her uncle's cock finally slowed to a dribble, she was home free. She could take her time now, savoring every creamy swallow of jizz rather than desperately bolting it down. It was so smooth.
The cum warmed her belly like hot coffee on a frosty morning and filled her up like a thick malted milk. As she drank it, she slowly released her uncle's spent prick. By the time she was finished, Vic's sucked meat was all the way out in the open, red and dripping.
"Little girl, that money's yours," Vic sighed. "You earned it. Damn if you didn't turn my old balls inside out! Hell, forget about ten thousand. I'll see that you get fifteen."
"Maybe money's not all I want," Becky purred.
"Name your price, honey and I'll see what I can do," Vic answered, beginning to stuff his limp prick and sagging nuts back in his pants.
"You can start by keeping your cock and balls right out there where I can see them," Becky said.
"What for?" Vic asked. "They're as old and tired as the rest of me now. No use to either of us."
"I'll be the judge of that," Becky replied confidently.
She was on her feet by this point. Unbuttoning her blouse, she began to strip.
Holding his hands up as though he were defending himself, Vic said, "I'm asking you nicely now, little girl. Don't start anything I can't finish."
"I want you to fuck me," Becky stated matter-of-factly, her blouse falling away to reveal her braless tits.
Staring at her stiff, red nipples, Vic stammered, "L-later. M-maybe tonight. Definitely later. But right now, I just can't... "
"Yes, now," Becky insisted evenly, dropping her hands to her skirt. "Fuck me now, Uncle Vic. I'm not leaving this office until I take your big, hard cock as deep in my pussy as it'll go. Right on that desk. That's all there is to it."
She unfastened her skirt and wiggled her hips so it slid down her thighs. Underneath she wore a frilly garter belt and stockings. Her tight panties were caught up in the crack of her pussy and drenched with fresh juice.
Then Becky pulled her panties even farther up her slit. Her pussy lips bulged in exposure, framed by puffs of curly brown hair.
"You're getting another hard-on, Uncle Vic," she crooned. "You can't help it. All that hot blood is rushing between your legs and nothing can stop it."
She massaged the ribbon of her panties in the groove of her cunt. Beads of female honey trickled down her inner thighs. Her cunt was so wet that it squished with every bit of movement.
"Get it up, old man," she ordered.
Vic took a deep breath, while his cock stirred as if it were being jerked by invisible wires. Then, when his balls rose in their sac, his cock rose too. Slowly but surely the skin pulled back over his cock head and his prick was up to half-mast.
"You can do better," Becky told him, advancing toward her uncle with a sexy bump and grind.
"Jesus!" was all Vic could say when she reached him.
She pressed her bare body belly to belly with him and rubbed her hairy pussy against his expanding cock and tightening nuts. She was nearly as tall as he was, so it was easy for her to push one of her big tits up into his face.
"Reach down and take off those pants," she ordered.
Vic did and his shorts came down too, expensive silk ones.
"Now get that coat off. The shirt and tie, too," Becky said. "I want you completely naked for me."
Vic obeyed. By the time he was stripped, his cock was like a pole between his niece's clutching thighs.
Rubbing her thighs against the throbbing column of cock meat, Becky murmured, "Feel good, Uncle Vic?"
He hornily nodded.
"It'll feel even better when your cock's in my cunt," Becky cooed. "Fucking me."
"Yes... yes," Vic gasped, sounding more like a teenager about to lose his cherry than a powerful attorney who had bought and sold the sexual favors of countless woman. "Got to fuck you if it's the last thing I do."
"Up on the desk with you, then," Becky directed.
She gave her uncle a push, lifting his ass onto the desktop. Then, stroking his graying hair, she gently guided him onto his back, stretching him out so his long cock fell like a log across his belly. Now climbing on the desk herself, Becky said. "Hope you don't mind if I do most of the work, Uncle Vic."
"Anything you say, little girl," Vic panted with lust.
"Good boy," Becky sighed.
She straddled her uncle, looking down on him with her crotch directly above his cock and balls. Then she took a hold of his prick, holding it straight up. She rubbed the blunt tip along the juicy groove of her cunt from her asshole to her clit until Vic's moistened cock head gleamed.
"Put it in," Vic all but pleaded. "Put my cock in your cunt now, Becky, so I can fuck you."
"What if I held out for more of mom's money?" Becky teased on the spur of the moment.
"You'd get it," Vic answered readily. "I'll go to twenty thousand. Just fuck me, fuck me."
"Shit, I'd fuck you for nothing," Becky laughed. "Even pay you to try out that big cock of yours in my pussy. It's the biggest cock I've ever seen!"
"The twenty thousand's still yours," Vic promised, just as his niece snagged the knob of his prick between the lips of her cunt.
Her hips began to drip and Vic's cock head entered her cunt. Even at this early point the fit was tight.
Becky eased down some more, taking several inches of her uncle's thick prick rod. His cock stretched the walls of her cunt as much as they were ever going to be stretched by any man.
"Mmmm," she sighed. "Your prick feels even bigger in my pussy than it looked on the outside."
She bore down harder. Over half of her uncle's cock was straight up her pussy now, its bulk at least as much as a fully hilted hard-on of normal size.
"Now comes the tough part," Becky said. "I still don't know for sure that I can take all this monster in my cunt. But, damn, am I gonna try!"
She strained, the muscles and bones and veins standing out on her crotch while she pushed down on Vic's standing prick. Her cunt was stubborn at first, but then something within her gave and with one last effort, Becky sat down on her uncle's upper thighs with his foot-long cock hilted in her lucky pussy!
"Fantastic!" she cried. "Fan-fucking-tastic!"
Then she began swiveling her hips, twisting Vic's buried prick inside her rippling cunt. Beneath her, Vic trembled and gasped from the exquisite friction generated by cock and pussy, his fingers and toes wriggling from the vibrations which spread throughout his entire body.
"What a fuck!" he rasped.
"And this is just the beginning," Becky answered. "I've got a whole bag of tricks for you, Uncle Vic."
Then she leaned forward just enough to dangle her big tits over her uncle's reddening face. Her plump, red nipples were like ripe berries just waiting to be tasted. Vic reached up for them with his tongue and sampled the sweetness. In turn, Becky bent down some more and treated him to a mouthful of tit so he could suck it just like a baby while they fucked.
Next Becky took a hold of one of her uncle's hands. She guided it to her squirming butt and slid it between the cheeks.
"I like a finger up my asshole while I'm getting sucked and fucked," she told her uncle Vic.
He penetrated her asshole at once, his middle finger as unusually long as his prick was. It probed far into Becky's tightest opening, reaching almost to the entrance of her bowels. She farted in response, then Vic began jerking his wrist, expertly finger-fucking her ass.
"Oh, you're good," Becky moaned. "A mouth on my tit... a finger up my ass... all that cock straight up my cunt... mmmmm, what more could a girl ask for from her favorite uncle?"
She climaxed on the spot. Her orgasmic cunt spasmed wildly, squeezing and tugging at his uncle's hilted prick.
"Coming so much!" she swooned. "Yes, do it to me, Uncle Vic. Really do it to me. What a trip it is fucking you!"
Vic had begun bucking his crotch now, thrusting his massive cock directly up his niece's narrow cunt. This made his prick seem even bigger to Becky. It was like being raped by a stallion!
"Jesus, you'll split me in two if you're not careful," Becky called to her uncle as his cock-surges bounced her up and down above him.
But she made no effort to slow him down. Indeed, now when Vic pushed upward, she bore down with all her might. When this happened his enormous hard-on was so far inside her that she choked as if the head were all the way up into her throat.
And, best of all, she kept on coming. The original orgasm had never stopped, just leaping from peak to peak. Becky couldn't remember ever climaxing this long and this much before, not even with her brother Rob.
"More! More! More!" she begged.
Vic was more than up to the task. Channeling all of his strength to his loins, he managed to lift his ass all the way off the desktop even with his niece sitting on top of him. Now Becky was swaying in the saddle of his raised crotch, joyously caught on the horn of his twelve-inch hard-on.
"This is it for me!" Vic blurted out. "Gonna come!"
It was music to Becky's ears. The only thing she craved more than her own climax was a cunt full of her uncle's scalding jizz.
By the time Vic's ass fell back down onto the desk, his huge prick was unloading with a torrent of cream. To make certain she milked him dry of every precious drop, Becky slid her bloating pussy up and down the spurting hole of his long hard-on.
"Come! Come! Come!" she urged him. "Shoot more cum in my cunt than you've ever shot before, Uncle Vic! More cum than my cunt can hold! I want it running down my legs by the time you're through!"
Climaxing like he was young enough to be his own son, Vic pumped blast after blast of jism into Becky's cunt while it moved up and down his gushing cock. Clinging to the root of his prick, his balls trembled from overwork, dredging up more cream than their owner ever knew he had in him.
Then, with a whooshing groan, it was over. His niece's cunt plunged down his prick one last time and the spurting stopped. Vic's balls dropped in their sac like lead weights and his hard-on was no more.
"That's it," he said simply. "I've had it, little girl."
"It was enough," Becky readily assured him. "More than enough. Thank you, Uncle Vic. Thanks for the best fuck of my life."
CHAPTER THREE
When Becky left her uncle's office, she was twenty-thousand dollars richer and had a cunt full of cum from the biggest cock any woman could ever hope to fuck. She should have been on top of the world and indeed, for a time she was.
But then the guilt started setting in.
The reason was Rob. Because, for the first time, Becky had been unfaithful to her brother while they were active lovers.
Oh, sure, she had spent the last several years going from man to man, but that was different. Part of her long-range plan, in fact, to make a life of her own away from Rob. That was why she'd left home while he stayed behind. Not to seek her fame and fortune in New York, as she'd told everyone, but to get away from what she'd convinced herself was the trap of incest with her brother.
Rob had known when she went away that she would fuck other men. He had even reluctantly agreed that perhaps it was all for the best, since as brother and sister he and Becky could never have a normal life together.
And so in the years away from Rob, Becky had thrown herself into proving she had a sexual identity without her brother. Living off her body wasn't laziness on her part, but therapy.
In the long run, through, it hadn't worked. After of her mother's death Becky had finally come back home and the first thing she had done was fuck her brother. And once his prick was inside her again, she was convinced she would never stray again.
She'd been so sure...
Then along came Vic.
"What got into me?" Becky asked herself, aimlessly walking the streets of her hometown until it was dark, trying to think things out.
She immediately answered her question with a vivid mental picture--the vibrant image of her uncle's twelve-inch cock. A cock that huge was just irresistible, regardless of her love for Rob. The twenty-thousand dollars that went with it had had nothing to do with it really.
"I did it once," Becky admitted to herself, "and I'd do it again."
Her cunt was heating up again just from the thought of how Vic was hung. She almost turned around and went right back to his office for more fucking.
"No, no, that'd be too much, too soon," she cautioned herself. "I've had enough of that beautiful monster for one day."
On the other hand, though, she didn't want to go back to her motel. Rob might drop by and she didn't want to face him with another man's cum in her pussy.
"A drink," she said. "That's what I need. A good, stiff drink. Maybe two or three."
She went to the nearest bar. Manny's, it was called and there she hesitated. Becky knew the place well--by reputation. She had never actually been inside but she had heard stories--one in particular.
When Becky was a little girl her father used to drink at Manny's before the accident. She could recall her mother complaining that the old man supported the bar better than he did his own family.
Supposedly, he had been weaving home from his favorite joint on the night when he was hit by the truck which ended his life. His body had been crushed so badly that Becky's mother had him cremated, so bitter, she hadn't even bothered with a funeral.
After that, Mrs. Coleman had refused to even discuss him with her children. However, to this day, Becky remembered her father fondly. He'd always had a candy bar in his pocket for her and a bounce on his knee, no matter how drunk he might have been.
"What the hell?" Becky sighed, looking heavenward. "How about a drink for old time's sake, Daddy?"
She went inside Manny's. It was a smoky den of a place, one that probably hadn't changed since her father was a regular. Becky took a stool and ordered something strong.
She tossed it down quickly, but when she ordered another round and tried to pay for the first, the bartender pushed her money back.
"Guy down there's shelling out," he told Becky, pointing to the end of the bar.
Becky looked down there and all at once a familiar face seemed to leap out at her through the smoke. It could have been her uncle Vic, minus about twenty-five years.
"Randy!" she called to her cousin.
He was at her side by the time she finished saying his name. When he sat down next to her, his muscular thigh brushed against her leg and in spite of herself, Becky found herself wondering if the old saying about like father, like son, held true when it came to cocks.
"Always drink here," Randy slurred, obviously bombed. "If it was good enough for your daddy, it's good enough for me. He's the one in the family I take after, not my old man."
Becky nodded, knowing her cousin's story well. He had studied to be a lawyer like Vic, but that was as far as he'd followed in his father's footsteps. Randy had never gotten around to even taking the bar exam, preferring booze instead.
In short, he was bad news. But, as she drank with him, Becky could only think about one thing--his cock. Was it as big as his father's? Pretty soon she realized she was powerless to keep from finding out.
"I know an even better spot to drink than this," she finally said.
"Your place or mine?" Randy answered with a lopsided grin.
"Mine."
They went there. After they arrived, Becky gave her cousin a half-empty bottle of vodka she had to nurse, then excused herself. When she went into the bathroom, she took off all her clothes.
When she didn't come back out after a few minutes, Randy jokingly called, "Hey, whatsa matter? You fall in or something?"
"Just slipped into something more comfortable," Becky answered from behind the door as she opened it. "Hope you like it."
And stark naked, she emerged.
"Jesus Christ!" a stunned Randy gulped, spilling the vodka all over himself at the sight of Becky's bare body. "Wh-what is this?"
"A test," Becky smirked. "A test to see if you're too drunk to get a hard-on."
"Shit, never too drunk for that," Randy rasped. "But, damn, you're family. My own cousin!"
"Doesn't stop me from being as horny as a woman can be," Becky purred. "Now what about that hard-on?"
Randy thought about it for a moment, then sighed, "I'm not sure that I'm not just dreaming this. But, go ahead, see for yourself."
His knees fell apart and he sprawled in his chair. At the crotch of his tight pants was an enormous bulge, which gave Becky every reason to believe Randy had inherited his father's spectacular cock.
"Take it out," Becky requested breathlessly. "Let me see it."
"Yeah, I'm dreaming this. Got to be. So drunk I can't tell if I'm awake or asleep," Randy said. "Probably won't remember any of this in the morning anyway, so I've got nothing to lose."
He unzipped his swollen fly. Too much alcohol had made him clumsy, so he had to fumble inside his pants to get a hold on his cock meat. Becky grew impatient. But when she saw his cock, it was worth the wait. Fully hard, Randy couldn't have been hung any bigger. Maybe even bigger than his father.
For the second time within hours, Becky was a total slave to a huge prick. She knelt before her cousin and took his fist-sized cock head in her mouth. It's tangy flavor sent her senses soaring and by the time she had swallowed half of it, she was climaxing just from its taste and size.
"Usually when a chick goes down on me," Randy said. "I ask her if I can take the whole thing. But something tells me I don't have to ask you."
Becky swiftly proved him right, bearing down on his gigantic cock until every inch of it was in her mouth. Then she started sliding her lips back and forth along the shaft, feeling the veins pulse as she sucked all that delicious meat.
Then she went a step further, digging her cousin's heavy balls out of his pants. She squeezed and rubbed them, priming Randy's supply of cum, his cock flexing in her throat as its temperature rose.
Now she turned her mouth into an oral cunt, not just sucking with it any more but actually fucking. Randy's hips surged in return. Becky pushed back every time he shoved--and then he came.
"Jesus, what a blow-job!" Randy cried as his climax overtook him. "Drink it, baby, drink my cum!"
Becky needed no encouragement. She gulped as fast as her cousin's cock gushed, timing the creamy spurts. Her belly boiled from the liquid heat which poured into it. And she came again herself, just as though she were being fucked in the pussy instead of the mouth.
Even when Randy stopped coming, Becky wouldn't give up an inch of his drained cock and wouldn't stop sucking. Finally, her cousin had to push her off. But Becky had accomplished her goal. His cock remained solid as a rock from her additional suction, all twelve inches of the beautiful thing.
"Looks like you're not so drunk after all," Becky gurgled, swallowing the last few drops of jizz as she homily eyed Randy's dripping prick.
"Shit, I'm drunk as a skunk," Randy answered. "Fact is, the only time I have trouble getting it up is when I'm stone cold sober. Being smashed is a way of life for me. Only problem is that I can't remember half the pieces of ass I get."
Then, for a brief moment, he turned serious. "And I sure as hell hope this is one of those times. Getting it on with my own cousin is something I don't think I could handle when I'm straight."
"But you can handle it now, can't you, stud?" Becky cooed. She stood, putting her legs outside of Randy's while he sat, positioning her cunt above his cock and balls.
Randy took a deep breath and answered, "Just try me, babe."
Becky bent at the knees, lowering her crotch toward his. Randy grabbed his prick and angled it straight up. Becky crouched down lower, brushing his cockhead with her pussy lips.
"All the way!" Randy panted. "Quick, before I lose my damned nerve about fucking family."
Becky sat on his thighs and his gigantic prick surged straight up her pussy. It was like being fucked by a baseball bat and she came on the spot.
"Oh, God, what a cock!" she moaned, wiggling every part of her body, especially her hips and ass. "I could fuck this monster all night and never get tired of coming."
"You might just have to," Randy said. "Cause I'm taking another dose of courage."
Finding what was left of the vodka, he put the bottle to his lips and drained it with a single gulp. As the alcohol went down, his huge prick surged again in his cousin's cunt, seeming to add extra inches to its already enormous size.
"Oh, you're wet," he sighed, every inch of his cock meat grabbed by the slippery walls of Becky's cunt. "Your pussy's so fucking wet!"
Becky didn't have the heart to tell him that at least half the moisture in her pussy was Vic's leftover jizz. After all, how did you explain to a guy that your pussy was so wet because you'd just fucked his father?
So Becky cooed to Randy, "You don't expect my pussy to be dry for a cock like yours, do you?"
More than satisfied with her explanation, Randy sighed, "Yeah, that's the one thing I can do, all right. Turn chicks on with my big cock. If I weren't hung the way I am, I wouldn't have anything."
"It's enough, tiger," Becky assured him. "More than enough."
Straddling his lap so she sat on the spike of his prick, Becky rolled her hips around in a wide circle. Her cunt twisted around Randy's hilted cock rod, turning on the friction.
"That's it, doll," Randy moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me."
Becky did more than that. She pressed her big tits against his face and gave him something to suck. Randy's tongue slithered all over her tits, then found a nipple. He popped it into his mouth and turned on the suction, feasting on the erect bud of flesh.
"Mmmmm, you suck tit just like a hungry baby," Becky murmured with approval. "Just wish I had some milk to feed you."
"I'll take what I can get," Randy slurped.
Then his hands reached back and found the cheeks of Becky's ass. Pulling them apart, he reached into the split, his fingertips digging at the pucker of her asshole.
"Oh, wow, you've discovered my weakness," Becky panted in response to the stimulation of her tightest opening. "Go ahead, stick a finger up my ass. Finger-fuck me right where I shit."
Randy pronged her ass to his third knuckle. Wiggling in reply, Becky worked his nail to the spasming entrance of her bowels.
"This is just the beginning," she said. "You know what you're going to do when you're finished fucking my cunt with your big cock? You're going to fuck me in the ass with all twelve inches. How about that?"
Randy answered with action, not words. Suddenly he was fucking Becky's cunt as hard as he could, trying to shoot his wad as quickly as possible so he could switch his oversized prick to her tempting asshole. Up into his cousin's cunt he jabbed his prick, again and again. Becky bounced on his lap, her pussy sliding up and down his muscle-bound prick.
"I'm coming... I'm coming," she groaned with delight. "Now you come too, stud. Drown my pussy with your hot, thick jizz."
She pushed down at the same time Randy bucked upward. The result was a cunt as packed with cock as it was possible for it to get. And when Becky clamped her pussy muscles as powerfully as she could around every bit of her cousin's rigid cock meat, it was the same as squeezing the trigger on the rifle of his prick.
"Yeah, I'm coming now too!" Randy blurted as his cock erupted like an erotic volcano in Becky's pussy.
Becky could feel his spurting jizz scalding her womb. He didn't seem to be able to stop coming inside her. She would have been astonished at the load he was putting into her if she hadn't fucked his father first and known that getting off this way ran in the family.
Then, with one last burst, Randy finally drained his nuts. Actually, his discharge had been completed in a matter of seconds, but for Becky it seemed to have lasted for several minutes.
Now that it was over, Becky pulled away, her fucked cunt slobbering with excess jizz. When she stood, it trickled down her thighs in silver ribbons. She reached down and smeared it all over her crotch and belly until her loins glistened.
She saved the last smear of jizz, though, for some place special. Turning her back toward Randy, she leaned over with her asscheeks spread and wiped her yawning asshole with it.
If Randy's prick had lost any of its edge after coming so hard, it immediately recovered as he watched his cousin lather her ass with his cream. Then when Becky dropped to all fours and greased her asshole with a pair of her sticky fingers, Randy sprang out of his chair, cock-first and lined up directly behind her.
"Come right in. The backdoor's wide open," Becky playfully beckoned over her shoulder.
Randy rolled his cock in the split of her ass, thoroughly coating it with a generous supply of jizz. Then he fit the slippery head against his cousin's moist asshole and set himself to take the plunge.
"Oh, fuck it, fuck it!" Becky urged. "Fuck my ass with your great, big cock!"
Randy's hips rocked, powering the knob of his prick and three or four inches of the shaft into his cousin's narrow asstunnel, so far, so good. The cum was greasing the way just fine.
"More! More cock in my ass!" Becky cried. "Harder and deeper this time, stud!"
Randy's crotch bucked again. This time, though, Becky's asshole was stubborn, Randy had to use all his strength just to penetrate a couple of more inches.
"Why'd you stop pushing?" Becky asked him when he took a breather.
"Fraid I might hurt you," Randy panted.
"Mmmm, you'd better," Becky replied. "Lord, you don't think I'd be taking a cock the size of yours up my poor, little ass if I didn't want to get ripped, do you?"
"Guess not," Randy sighed, taking her at her word. He shoved again and this time he didn't quit, even when his prick momentarily buckled.
For her part, Becky rocked back on her knees. That huge cock inched up her asshole slowly but surely, the contact between cock and ass like the grinding of gears.
"Ooooh, hurts sooo gooood!" Becky squealed. "Just the way I want it!"
Randy kept shoving. Then, all of a sudden, there was no more room for his cock. His cousin's asscheeks were up against his belly and he was ass fucking her with every bit of his thick, long cock.
"Didn't think you could take it all down there," he told Becky. "No chick has ever been able to before. What an ass!"
"I try," Becky whimpered with welcome pain. "Now start moving it. In and out... back and forth... move that big cock in my tight ass."
Taking a hold of his cousin's hoisted asscheeks, Randy began jogging his massive prick in the deep ass tunnel. Becky relaxed her inner muscles as much as she could, but there was still plenty of friction between cock and ass.
As Randy got into the groove, the strokes of his prick gradually lengthened. Pretty soon he was using most of his twelve inches.
Becky was beside herself with ecstasy. The best thing about the way Randy was ass-fucking her was that it felt just as good when he pulled back as when he rammed in. When his huge cock went into reverse, it seemed to Becky as if something were being torn out of her. It really gave her that totally helpless feeling that can only come from being screwed in the ass.
Through it all, the network of nerves in Becky's asshole reacted like a cluster of live wires. Just as the nerve-endings in her cunt did, these nerves also led straight to her clit and that, of course, meant orgasm, mind-bending, earth-shaking orgasm. The kind of orgasm Becky joyously experienced right now.
"God, I'm coming just super!" she cried. "Even better from getting fucked in my ass than I did getting fucked in the pussy!"
Randy pumped away at her with his whopping cock, not minding that his shaft was now smeared with female fudge. Becky could have shit all over him and he wouldn't have complained, just so long as he got to keep fucking her sweet ass with every inch of his oversized prick.
"Bet your prick's all shitty now from my filthy ass, huh?" Becky playfully called back without a trace of embarrassment.
"You know it," Randy answered enthusiastically.
"Gimme a taste," Becky bubbled. "Chocolate's my favorite flavor."
Randy jerked his cock base until only the head remained inside his cousin, then ran his finger along the slimy shaft snagged a glob of the pudding from her fucked ass. This he offered to Becky and she sucked it away as though it were the best thing she'd ever tasted.
"Mmmm," she murmured, "makes me feel so dirty to do that. Low down and dirty, like we're fucking right down in the gutter where we belong."
"Jesus, you're really something. Really something," Randy said, in awe at his cousin's total horniness. "Where've you been all my life?"
"Right around the corner," Becky said, reminding him that they'd been raised on the same block. "If you'd crawled through my window some night, it might've changed a lot of things for both of us."
"Yeah," Randy wistfully sighed. "I would've liked that."
"But, damn, we're doing all right the way it is," Becky said cheerfully. "Right, stud?" She tightened the muscles of her ass around his hilted cock and playfully yanked.
"Right on!" Randy answered, brightening up immediately. "Tonight's enough to last me a lifetime. If I never fuck anybody again, tonight makes it all worth it."
"Then finish it up in style, tiger," Becky urged. "Come in my ass even more than you came in my mouth or my cunt."
"You got it!" Randy promised. "The wettest load of jizz you'll ever take."
"Sock it to me!"
Becky began rocking her hips in one direction while Randy rolled his crotch in another. The result whipsawed his buried cock in his cousin's twisting ass.
"Getting that feeling," Randy gasped. "Won't be long now."
He was shoving with every bit of his prick now, his balls burning against Becky's cunt just below her fucked ass. His body tensed up, then abruptly uncoiled as though her muscles were springs.
"Ahhh, here it is!" he blurted.
His cock busted wide open in the depths of Becky's asshole and her bowels were suddenly bloated with flooding jism. Mixing with the shit already there, it boiled inside her and the inner turmoil made her come just as hard as Randy.
When it was over they collapsed on the floor in total exhaustion. And that's how they spent the rest of the night, sleeping on the floor in each other's arms. It was the most peace Randy had known for years in his troubled life.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was well into the morning. Becky and Randy were still sleeping on the floor when the knocking on the door started. They stirred as the knocking became impatient pounding.
Suddenly wide awake, Becky heard her brother call from outside, "Sis, are you in there? Let me in."
Looking down at the naked cousin with whom she'd fucked the night away, Becky panicked. She hated to think about what her brother might do if he caught Randy here like this.
"Get up," she hissed to her dozing cousin. When he didn't come around, she slapped his face.
"What the hell?" Randy mumbled. Then he blinked and grabbed his head as though he were trying to keep it attached. "Ooooh, what a hangover."
The pounding on the door resumed.
"Becky?"
"That's Rob," Becky whispered to her cousin. "You've got to hide. I could never explain to him what you're doing here."
"Gotcha," Randy slurred.
Becky helped him to his feet. As he stumbled, she led him to the bathroom and sat him down on the toilet. Then, closing the door, she braced herself to face her brother. Unfortunately, in the haste of the crisis she had forgotten all about getting dressed. When she greeted Rob she was stark naked.
"Well, I can't complain about this," he said with a grin when she appeared in the buff. "Makes it worth the wait."
Becky glanced down at her bare body and realized her brother had the wrong idea about her nudity. He assumed she'd answered the door this way because she was horny. As it was, there was nothing she could do but play along with him.
"Yeah, I could get used to starting the day like this real easy," Rob leered.
He swept his naked sister up in his arms and kissed her on the mouth. Becky could feel his hard cock through his pants, throbbing against her belly.
If only, Becky thought, her cunt and ass weren't full of her cousin's cum from the previous night's fucking! Then she could just go ahead and get it on with Rob without any problem, but the way it was now, once he started poking around between her legs he'd know for certain that she'd been fucking someone else. Obviously she had to think of something fast.
"Mmmmm, I'm just dying for some sucking and fucking," she purred to her brother when the kiss was broken. "But I've got to go to the little girl's room first. You woke me up and my bladder's about to burst."
"Been sleeping on the floor?" Rob asked, making her heart leap. "Your bed's all made."
"Uh, dropped off in a chair," Becky lied. "Television does that to me a lot."
"That's probably why you didn't hear the phone ringing all the times I called," Rob said.
"Uh, yeah, must be," Becky muttered. "Now, just give me a couple of minutes and I'll take that piss."
Then she was gone, opening and closing the bathroom door with care so her brother couldn't see that she wasn't alone in there. Inside, Randy sat slouched on the John, still holding his head.
"What's going on?" he asked when Becky began swabbing at her cunt and asshole with a wad of toilet paper.
"No time to explain," Becky whispered in reply. "And don't say anything more. Rob might hear you."
There was so much cum inside her two fuckholes that it took half the roll of tissue to get it all out. And Randy, though warned to be quiet, couldn't resist another comment.
"Man, I really fucked you, didn't I?" he chuckled.
Becky stopped and nodded with an affectionate grin, unable to resist giving credit where it was definitely due. Randy basked in the silent praise, his big prick stirring with arousal, despite his hangover.
"Down, boy," Becky cautioned, patting him on the head. "Rob's waiting for me out there."
With a searching gaze, Randy wordlessly asked her what this business with her brother was all about. With her own explicit eye-contact, Becky went ahead and answered him without making a sound.
"So that's the way it is, huh?" Randy mumbled in shock. "You and Rob?"
Becky nodded. And then she was gone, out the bathroom door almost like a ghost.
"Well, here I am," she called to her brother.
"And here I am," Rob answered from the bed, where he lay with his clothes off and his hard prick in his hand. "Let's get busy."
Approaching him, Becky looked down at his cock and thought how small it looked in comparison to Randy's huge prick. True, Rob was hung with a good nine inches, more than enough for her in the past--but now she was used to more. For the first time in her life she just couldn't work up any enthusiasm for sucking and fucking her brother.
"Give me some of your fantastic head to start off with," Rob said. Then added with a laugh, "And I'll give you your morning juice."
Becky had to force herself to keep from frowning. Then, feeling like a robot, she got onto the bed and started mechanically going down on her brother's prick. She swallowed the whole thing with a single slurp. It was easy for blowing Randy's monster-cock--too easy.
Rob was satisfied, though. "You're getting better at this all the time, Sis. Used to take you a lot longer to get all of my cock in your mouth. Either I'm shrinking or you're getting hungrier."
He laughed at his little joke. The reared up, rolling his sister over so she wound up beneath him with his prick down her throat.
"Since you've already eaten me all the way down to my balls, I might as well go ahead and really fuck you in the mouth," he said.
His hairy crotch shoved against Becky's face, while his cock used her windpipe like a cunt. She felt nothing but impatience, just wanting to get the blow-job over with so she could move on and get that over with too.
So she turned on the suction, trying to make her brother come in her mouth as soon as possible. It wasn't difficult. Rob was as turned-on as she'd ever seen him.
"Here we go, Sis,' he rasped, "all the cum you can drink!"
His cock erupted on cue and the jizz seemed tasteless to Becky as she automatically gulped it down. How she wished she were sucking her cousin's beautiful, big hard-on and it was his sweet jism that was pouring into her belly!
"Well, that's a good start," Rob said when he'd shot his wad.
He pulled his sucked prick out of his sister's mouth. It was still hard, which suited Becky. At least she wouldn't have to do anything extra to get Rob ready to fuck her. He could just go ahead and do it right away, she'd wiggle her hips and fake an orgasm like a whore and then if she were lucky it would all be over.
"Want me to dog-fuck you like usual?" Rob asked.
Without any further prompting, Becky was up on all fours, positioning herself like the bitch in heat she felt nothing like. But she put on a good act, separating the cheeks of her ass and presenting her rear-spread cunt as a proper target for her horny brother's rigid prick.
Rob put his cock meat into her, sliding his prick back and forth in her cunt from behind, grunting with sensual pleasure like a horny animal. And once again, Becky felt nothing.
It was all she could do to keep from telling her brother to hurry up. To keep her impatience under control, she closed her eyes and let her mind wander. Although she was getting dog-fucked, she thought of everything but sex. Eventually the subject of the twenty-thousand dollar inheritance her uncle Vic had promised occurred to her. She wondered what she would do with it.
And that's when she started thinking about sex again. Only her brother wasn't involved. The object of her desire was her fantastically hung cousin.
Because Becky fantasized about taking the money and setting up a love nest for Randy and herself somewhere far away from their hometown. She'd keep him as though he were sort of a male mistress, so he was always there to slip her his beautiful, big cock whenever she needed it.
Then Becky's daydream was interrupted when she heard her brother say, "I'm gonna come now, Sis. Come in your cunt."
Suddenly Becky was reminded of the unwanted cook in her pussy. If she concentrated she could feel it flexing inside her. Automatically she squeezed her sexual muscles, yanking Rob's straining prick in an attempt to efficiently milk it of its jizz so she wouldn't have to be fucked a second longer than necessary.
"I'm shooting it!" Rob rasped as his prick abruptly unloaded. "Hot and thick! Can you feel it, Sis? Feel my hot, thick cum in your cunt?"
In reality, Becky was almost numb between her legs, but she lied. "Oh, yes, Rob. And I'm coming, too."
She wiggled her hips and forced a moan, faking an orgasm. Rob bought it. So completely, in fact, that when he was through spilling his jizz, he was still horny. To Becky's disappointment, his cock was as hard as ever.
"Guess you're ready to get fucked in the ass now, right, Sis?" Rob eagerly asked, pulling out of her pussy.
This time Becky's lack of interest in making it with her brother got the best of her before she could stop herself.
"No!" she blurted out. "I've had enough!"
Unfortunately, it was exactly the wrong thing to say if she wanted to put the brakes on her turned-on brother. For, in their erotic history together, she had frequently pretended to be against his taking his cock in her ass. When she refused Bob routinely assumed she was spurring him on.
"Bad girl," he answered her resistance. "Looks like you need the same old treatment to whip you into line."
Becky winced when she realized the mistake she had made. She winced even more, though, when her brother promptly slapped her ass with the paddle of his open hand. So, for the first time, she felt something strongly--pain. And another brutal slap on her ass gave her more.
"Stop... Please stop," she whimpered.
"You love it and you know it, bitch," Rob hissed, growing more macho with every slap he delivered. "It's only what you deserve."
He kept spanking her, delivering a flurry of blows with his right and left hands. Becky was really feeling it now, much more than she wanted to. In spite of her self-control, through force of habit the tingling nerve-endings in her spanked ass were sending a familiar message to her cunt.
She felt her cunt involuntarily spasm. Then get wet.
"Oh, damn," she muttered to herself as her body betrayed her.
Her brother overheard and asked her, "What?"
"I'm going to come," she admitted, more to herself than to Rob. "Go ahead and come if you don't stop spanking me."
"I've got something that'll make you come even harder than just a whipping," Rob answered.
Without delay, he shoved his hard cock into Becky's tightest hole and began fucking her ass. Now she was feeling everything with vivid detail. As Rob's nine inches surged into her narrow chute, she climaxed on the spot.
"Oh, I'm coming so hard," she moaned. "Can't stop."
Rob resumed spanking her while he ass-fucked her with short, compact strokes of his rigid prick. Becky's asscheeks were swollen and bruised now and with her asshole filled with rubbing cock, a nonstop flood of sensations was channeled straight to her pulsating clit.
On impulse, she reached down between her thighs and touched her clit. It was so responsive to her touch and felt so good that she pinched it between her thumb and forefinger.
Just then her brother's cock exploded deep in her ass. She felt the hot cum swamping her bowels, combining with the shit there to create a volcano inside her. She pinched her clit even harder to go along with the inner turmoil and her climax reached a new peak.
Now her whole attitude had changed. Now she wanted the orgasmic excitement to last forever.
But Rob's prick had just slowed to a dribble and he was starting to pull out of her jizz-filled ass, his cock shrinking after coming three times within a matter of minutes.
"Don't stop!" Becky cried out. "Give me more! More cock! More fucking!"
Rob sighed, "I've had it, Sis. Feel hollow inside and my cock's just dangling. Enough's enough. C'mon, let's wrap it up and go get some breakfast."
In the beginning this was exactly what Becky had hoped for. That the fucking would come to an end, then she and her brother would leave the motel room and give her cousin Randy the chance to slip away undetected by Rob.
But now that had all changed. The spanking and the ass-fuck had turned her on so powerfully, in spite of her earlier plans, that Becky couldn't turn herself off. The only thing she wanted at this point was more. More! More!
She wheeled around on her hands and knees and confronted her brother's limp cock. Rob tried to skitter away from her lunge, but she was too quick for him, pouncing on his crotch as he fell backward.
Her brother's prick was so shrunken now that Becky could get the whole thing and some of his nuts in her mouth. She sucked desperately. Sprawled beneath her, Rob protested that it wouldn't do any good. She just sucked his cock and balls harder, shoving a finger up his asshole in the process.
Then Rob stopped struggling and Becky knew why. She could feel his cock burning against her tongue as it stirred with a hot rush of blood. It may not have been back to full hard-on status yet, but it was at least halfway there.
Becky decided that the blow-job had gone far enough. After all, she'd already given Rob one earlier. So she spit out his prick and fell across his crotch with her chest. Then she clasped his cock and balls with her large tits and started rubbing. Rob's hips automatically bucked and rolled in response.
"Jesus, Sis, don't you ever quit?" Rob croaked, his hard-on completely restored to nine rigid inches between his sister's massaging tits.
Becky said nothing. She didn't want to talk because that would've required some thought. And most of all she didn't want to think. The more mindless she was in her pursuit of pleasure, the better she liked it. All she wanted was sex, sex, sex and it made no difference with whom.
However, although in her runaway lust Becky had temporarily forgotten about him, there was also another man around--Randy. Jolted out of his hangover by what he saw, Becky's cousin eavesdropped from the other side of the slightly open bathroom door, watching everything.
"Holy shit," he muttered to himself. "Look at those two go at it."
Randy had started out being jealous of Becky's incestuous attention to her brother. But that had faded as he'd watched them get it on. When the spanking and the ass-fucking had started, he'd found himself totally hooked on their erotic magic.
And now, with Becky tit-fucking her brother's prick, Randy was more turned-on than ever. He had his hand around his own prick before long and he stroked slowly, trying not to climax too soon so he could watch as much as possible before shooting his wad.
There was plenty for him to see. Becky was squeezing her tits so tightly around Rob's cock that the exposed knob of his prick seemed as though it might burst from the pressure.
"Getting my cock fucked by your big, soft tits is a real trip, Sis," Rob moaned. "It's the only thing that could've made me hard again after coming in your mouth, cunt and ass."
Again Becky didn't say anything. Nothing about her brother made any difference to her but his cock. She wanted to rub it raw with her tits and then drown in its cum.
So she tit-fucked Rob faster and faster, until she felt blisters beginning to form on the insides of her tits from his stiff prick. But although his crotch twitched and his ass squirmed, his nuts refused to release a drop of jism.
"Come, damn you, come!" she spat in frustration.
Shaken by her display of temper, Rob defensively answered, "I'm trying as much as I can, Sis. But after all the coming I've already done, this time isn't gonna be easy, no matter how stiff you've made my prick."
"Want that cum," Becky muttered, tit-fucking furiously. "Want it so bad."
Rob said he'd try and satisfy her. However, strain as he might, he couldn't produce. His cock was still rigid, more solid than ever, but it remained dry as a bone, regardless of how much his sister stroked it with her clutching tits.
And then there was Randy. Watching all of this with his own huge cock in his hand and his overripe balls ready to erupt, he had all the cum on tap that Becky could ever want. And he knew it was due to spill from his jacked-off cock in very short order. Why waste it when Becky was so desperate for jizz?
"But do I have the nerve to step out in the open and shoot it?" Randy asked himself. "It isn't just Becky involved. It's Rob, too. No telling what he might try and do to me if I show myself."
Then Becky tipped the scales for Randy, pleading for, "Cum. Cum! Cum!"
And Randy was out of the bathroom, in the open at last. His hand was a blur around his massive, red hard-on, as he crossed the room toward his naked cousins.
Locked in the tit-fuck, neither of them noticed him as his hard breathing blended in with their own. Swaying above them, Randy braced himself to launch a shower of jism.
"Cum!" Becky cried one more time, still believing her brother's tit-fucked cock was her only source.
Now she would find out differently.
"Here it is, babe," Randy called from above. "All the cum you want." His jacked-off prick spurted like a hose, unloading a gallon of cream.
Becky looked up just in time to catch the first burst of jizz with her face. It splashed between her eyes, then trickled down the bridge of her nose, quickly followed by more.
"Oh, at last!" she panted. "Cum, cum, cum!"
Forgetting all about her brother, she sprang to her knees and moved directly into the path of Randy's gushing cock. Now his flying jizz splattered her tits and as soon as it hit, she smeared it all over.
By the time her cousin had finished his climax, Becky glistened from the waist up. Randy thought she looked beautiful. However, his reaction wasn't the key one. It was what Rob did that would determine what happened from here on in.
Sprawled on his back, adding all the pieces of the puzzle together as he watched his naked sister wallow in their cousin's cum, Rob knew. He knew that Becky and Randy had spent the night together, fucked behind his back and now they were rubbing his nose in it.
Rob's fists clenched as he struggled to his feet. At this point Becky and Randy stared at him while he glared at them. The threat of violence charged the air and the silence was deafening.
Then, for once in his life, Randy met a challenge. He took his stand, moving in almost nose to nose with Rob.
"Looks like there's two of us and just one chick," Randy said to his scowling cousin. "What the hell? I'll fight you for her."
But Rob's fists unclenched and his arms hung limply at his sides. Instead of squaring off against Randy, he merely shrugged.
"What would fighting prove?" he sighed, glancing down at Randy's crotch and the huge prick that had just come all over his sister when his own had failed. "I've already lost."
Rob picked up his pants and stepped into them, preparing to dress and leave. Suddenly Becky couldn't bear to see him go, realizing that if he walked out the door she might never see him again. They'd been through a lot, her brother and she. Ending it this way just didn't seem right.
Why, Becky thought, did she have to choose between Rob and Randy? Was it really such a man's world that a woman had to settle for one cock at a time?
No, she answered her own question, she wouldn't accept less when she could have more. But she had to act quickly because her brother had dressed and was moving toward the door.
"Stop!" she shouted, throwing herself in Rob's path.
"It's over between us, Sis," he told her, trying to brush her aside. "If Randy's what you want, you can have him. I won't stand in your way."
"But I want you, Rob!" Becky cried.
Now it was Randy's turn to sag with regret, as he believed that at the last moment Becky had picked her brother over him.
"I can dig it," he muttered, trying to be a good sport. "Congratulations, Rob, she's a dynamite piece of ass."
"No, I want you, too, Randy!" Becky exclaimed.
Rob and Randy looked with astonishment at her, then slowly at one another.
"Don't you see?" Becky said, frantically trying to get her point across. "I want you both! I want to fuck you both!"
As they stared at each other with Becky's kinky proposal ringing in their ears, Rob and Randy wordlessly patched up their differences. Grinning, they sealed their agreement to share the same woman. Then they looked back toward Becky.
"Prove it," one of them said to her.
"On the spot," the other one added.
They both had jutting hard-ons and Becky went to the bed. She laid herself out in the classic position, legs spread with her cunt yawning and her asshole pouting.
"Fuck me, Rob. Fuck me, Randy," she called matter-of-factly.
CHAPTER FIVE
Becky had never taken a cock in her pussy and one in her ass at the same time before. But she did this morning. Her cousin fucked her cunt, while her brother fucked her ass--or at least that was how it started. After a while, though, she couldn't keep track.
One thing was definite, however. She loved it!
But it hadn't been easy to bring off. Even though it has two holes for fucking, the female body won't take a pair of pricks at once without some doing.
Becky was spread-legged on the bed when Randy and Bob joined her with their throbbing cocks ready to fuck her. She assured them that she wasn't kidding, that she fully intended to take them both on together. They laughed and told her that didn't make any difference, they were going to do it anyway, even if they had to rape her.
"You ought to fuck her pussy," Rob then suggested to Randy. "Your prick's a lot bigger than mine and her pussy stretches better."
"I think you're right," Randy agreed. "Shall I put it in her now?"
"Yeah, but let's flip her over first and get her up on her hands and knees," Rob said. "Then you slide in underneath and stick your cock straight up her cunt. That way, when it's my turn to ass-fuck her, I can lean over from behind and drill my cock straight down into her ass from up top."
Becky could have easily put herself in the right position on her own. However, she remained passive and let the two pairs of male hands do it for her.
As she was being tossed about, she felt wonderfully helpless. When she closed her eyes it was easy to pretend she was about to be raped--gang-raped. It was one of her long-standing fantasies and if she relied on her imagination enough, now it would be almost as though it were coming true.
They propped her up on all fours, making sure her knees were far apart so her open flanks fully exposed both her fuckholes. Then Becky opened her eyes and saw Randy on his back, slipping beneath her feet first.
As Randy wiggled into position, his raised cock bumped Becky's belly. Then its head passed through the curly puff of her bush, flicked her clit and was snagged by her pussy lips.
"So far, so good," Rob noted from the sidelines. "Now let's get that big cock into that tight pussy. Randy, you lift your ass while I push Becky down onto your hard-on."
"Check," Randy answered that he was ready to start his half of the fucking, arching his crotch so his prick surged and his ass wavered in the air.
At the same time, Rob took a hold of his sister's hips and pressed his weight on them. With her cunt being forcibly lowered, Becky closed her eyes again and daydreamed of rape as she felt Randy's cockhead pass between her pussy lips into her moist cunt tunnel.
"Jesus, it's so big," she murmured in response to the penetration of her cousin's cock, sounding as if its abnormal size were a surprise to her.
"Listen to her," Rob laughed. "You'd think she was cherry."
"Maybe that's how she wants to play the game," Randy suggested from below, while his huge cock inched up Becky's dripping pussy and her brother guided her hips from above.
"Never thought of that," Rob replied, intrigued. "Could be that she really is cherry in a way. That is, if she's never taken two cocks at once before. Right, Becky?"
"Yes... yes," she panted, "that's right. I've fucked around plenty, but I've never gone this far before. It is almost like being cherry all over again. That's why my eyes are closed. I'm making myself feel as helpless as I can."
"What kind of virgin loses her cherry by letting two guys fuck her pussy and ass at the same time?" Rob teased his sister. "How do you square that with your little fantasy, Becky?"
"Easy," she whimpered, just as Randy's massive prick hilted her cunt, standing straight up inside her. "You guys are raping me."
"Beautiful, Sis," Rob sighed with approval. "Should've known you'd latch on to that angle."
"Well, you just got the message," Becky answered, eagerly confirming that she wanted it rough. "And I expect you to do something about it."
"You know me, Sis," Rob said, with a macho swagger. "You want it low-down and dirty and you've got it."
He slapped Becky across the cheeks of her ass. The impact of his blow made her pussy vibrate wonderfully around Randy's buried cock.
Randy groaned from below, "Oh, I can dig it. Man, what Becky's cunt just did to my prick when her ass got smacked. Whack her again, Rob."
More than willing to paddle his sister's already blushing ass, Rob delivered another slap. Then another and another. Finally, a flashing flurry of them with both hands.
With each blow, Becky jerked forward on her knees, then just as quickly rocked back to take the next one. Through it all, her cunt shimmied along the length of Randy's cock, giving all twelve inches a real ride.
Eventually, Randy was the one to call, "Stop, Rob, stop! If you keep smacking her, it feels so good that my nuts'll blow and I'll come in her pussy before you ever get a chance to fuck her ass."
Ending the assault at his cousin's request, Rob leaned back and admired his handiwork. Becky's ass was a mass of welts, both halves red, swollen from the whipping.
"Nothing sweeter than a woman's spanked ass," Rob drawled. Then his voice quickened and he added, "Nothing sweeter, that is, except going ahead and fucking it after you've paddled it raw."
With his last words, the round pucker of Becky's asshole throbbed with anticipation. Her brother lifted his cockhead to the pouting dent and made contact.
"Gonna rape you right where you shit now, bitch," Rob told his gasping sister. "With that other cock already fucking your pussy, another one up your ass ought to rip you in two. In fact, I guarantee it."
He shoved. Penetration wasn't easy since just a notch away Becky had a cunt full of cock. But Rob was determined to shaft her tightest opening with all nine inches.
There was more pain than Becky had expected. When the second cock entered her body, she felt like a tossing ship in a violent storm, coming apart at the seams.
"I don't think I can take it," she groaned.
"You'll take it and like it!" Rob snapped.
He had grabbed her hair now, yanking back her head so her neck cracked as he drilled her ass with his thrusting prick. Fortunately for Becky, her cousin's cock partially yielded down below in her cunt at the last moment. This provided just enough space in her ass for her brother's hard-on to hilt her ass without the pain being unbearable.
But just short of unbearable was the best it was going to get and that was good enough for Becky.
"Hurts so much," she sobbed from the excruciating yet wondrous agony of taking a pair of cocks together. "Hurts so good. I just don't know how long I can stand it."
"Don't worry, Sis, we'll put you to the test," Rob vowed. "Right, Randy?"
"Right on!" Randy exclaimed. "Now how about you back off some in that ass you're fuckin' and give me some room to jam my big prick back up to my balls in this bitch's pussy?"
"Glad to cooperate," Rob chuckled. "Two guys can't fuck the same chick unless they work as a team."
His prick retreated three or four inches in Becky's ass chute. Instantly, Randy's cock surged as far as it could reach up her cunt.
"Sweet Jesus," she gulped, her breath taken away by the shift in emphasis from ass to cunt. "What atrip!"
"Now it's my turn again to go in all the way," Rob said from above.
On cue, Randy's cock partially withdrew in Becky's pussy. Without pause, Rob's hard-on drove into her ass until the head had entered her bowels. The shit in there turned to molten lava, boiling.
Becky was in such distress from the latest assault on her asshole that she thought she might just let go and crap all over the place. Instead she did something much more pleasant for all concerned, especially herself. She climaxed.
"Oh, yes, I'm coming... coming... coming," she moaned, lifted to heaven by her orgasm. "Never knew it could be this good."
Then Rob abruptly pulled his cock back in her ass, with Randy taking up the slack by jamming his twelve inches straight up her pussy. Now, with her climax in a holding pattern, Becky felt the same kind of pressure on her bladder that she had previously felt in her bowels. She thought she might piss.
It was the same kind of false warning, though. Once again, the tension inside her exploded into a mind-bending orgasm.
"Don't know which feels best!" she cried out. "Coming from the cock fucking my cunt or the one fucking my ass!"
And with that outburst, she had unintentionally changed the partnership of her cousin and brother into a rivalry. All of a sudden each of them wanted to prove that his prick had the greatest orgasmic impact on her.
So while Becky was still coming full bore from the hilted prick in her pussy, the one in her ass surged. It was the first time Randy and Bob had both tried to shaft their cocks to their balls in her simultaneously.
It hurt. Becky thought of torture. Of being fucked in death.
"Can't stand it!" she cried, halfway believing that the end was near.
They both had all of their pricks in her at this point. Twelve inches in her cunt, nine inches in her ass. How much fucking could one woman take?
And then there was a break-through for Becky. Something snapped within her and in a glorious split-second, she went from agony to the sheerest ecstasy she had ever known. Then time stood still for her, as she lost her heart, soul and mind to the nonstop fucking of her cousin and brother.
Eventually she could no longer distinguish between her pussy and asshole, nor between the cocks fucking them. It was like taking a huge two-headed hard-on in a single tunnel which extended throughout her entire body.
But the real payoff was the resulting orgasm. Becky felt like an erotic slot machine that had just hit a world's record jackpot. The lights were flashing, bells clanging. Instead of silver dollars, what was pouring out of her seemed to be her very essence. Juices, hot, sticky juices, which ran down her legs in what felt to her like rivers of slime.
Then, sounding to her as if he were off in the distance, Becky heard her brother say, "Oh, man, we've really done it to her now. Look at this mess."
"It was worth it, though," her cousin added. "Better clean her up now."
As their voices became clearer to her, Becky heard some more about the mess that had been made. She began to expect the worst when Randy and Bob removed their cocks from her and she felt her cunt and asshole leaking like fresh wounds.
"I'm either bleeding," she whispered to herself, "or I pissed and shit all over myself." She put a cautious hand between her legs and felt around. It was like a swamp down there.
"Look," Randy said of Becky's action, "she's checking out her cunt and ass. Like she's not sure what happened yet."
"Let's see what she does when she finds out," Rob chuckled.
Aware that her every move was being watched, Becky brought her sticky fingers to her mouth. She kept her eyes closed, not wanting to know in advance what she would be tasting. What she got was delightful.
"Mmmm," she slurped, realizing that the slime from her cunt and ass was nothing other than pure, fresh cum. So much cum from the two cocks that had fucked her that she hadn't been able to keep it all inside her.
Now she opened her eyes and rolled over into a sitting position. Gazing down at her crotch, she saw with relief that the mess was entirely male in origin. From thigh to thigh and from one belly down into the crack of her ass, she was drenched with jism.
"Damn, I was so far gone," she sighed with wonder, "I didn't even know you guys had shot your wads in my pussy and ass. That's a first for me. I can usually time it to the second when a guy gets his nuts off in me. You two must've fucked me out of my ever-loving mind!"
"Yeah, you were pretty much out of it, Sis," Rob answered. "But Randy and I were pretty far gone, too, by the time the coming started. Things have to get pretty hot and heavy for a couple of guys to shoot as much jizz as we did. By the time we were finished, it was like you were bleeding the damned stuff."
"Just too bad I don't remember all the details," Becky sighed. "Wish we could just go ahead and do it all over again right away."
When she said this, the dripping cocks of her cousin and brother snapped back to attention, despite what they had just been through.
"Say, maybe we can!" Becky bubbled with excitement, sounding like a little girl who had just found a crisp, new dollar bill that was hers for the spending on all the goodies she wanted.
Randy and Rob glanced down at their revived hard-ons, then over at one another. "Why not?" they said in a single voice, ready to fuck some more.
Then Rob reached for the sheet to clean off his sister's sopping crotch. But Becky caught his wrist and stopped him.
"Oh, no," she said, "I want to stay just this way. I worked too hard for all this cum to have it wiped away just like that. If you boys are going to fuck me again, you'll have to do some splashing around in your own jizz."
"Have it your way, Sis," Rob agreed, ready to go along with Becky's raunchy request.
Then she was up on all fours again, knees wide to stretch open her ass and pussy and show off their slippery condition. This time it was her brother who slid beneath her and lifted his cock toward her drooling cunt. She dipped her crotch without hesitation, swallowing his cock with her plunging cunt.
"Mmmm, feels so good to get a cock back in my pussy," Becky said, her voice hoarse with growing lust. "Now for the one in my ass."
Randy was right there on the spot. Lining up behind his cousin, he fit the blunt tip of his cock-head against her oozing asshole and shoved. With her rear chute greased by jizz, his prick, enormous as it was, slipped right in and kept going until most of it was buried.
"Now this time, I'll do most of the work," Becky told her cousin and brother. "That way maybe I can keep my head so I won't be in outer space when you come in me. Want to feel every drop of jizz shooting into my ass and cunt when it happens again."
She began rocking to and fro on her hands and knees, alternating cock-thrusts between her two holes. In the process, a smoldering fire started to spread across her loins. Then, all of a sudden, it flared into a leaping blaze that consumed her senses.
"I'm coming!" she cried, stepping up the tempo so she could climax even harder than she already was.
As her ass and pussy yanked back and forth between their pricks, Randy and Rob couldn't help but churn their hips in response. Becky had told them she was going to do most of the work, however not to actively fuck her back at this point would have been an impossibility.
"Oh, you're sticking me!" she squealed when their cocks began competing within her for the farthest penetration. "Sticking me so hard!"
Now she lost control of the fucking, as the cocks rammed into her ass and pussy and met somewhere deep within her. Once more she could no longer identify which prick was which, nor separate one of her fuck holes from the other.
If she wasn't careful, Becky recognized, she was going to lose trace of everything a second time. Wind up out of it all over again when Randy and Rob shot their wads into her ass and cunt.
"No, won't let it happen," she vowed to herself. "Wanna feel all that cum pouring into me."
But how could she keep her wits when her brain was fogging at the same rate her orgasm mounted? Then she found the answer while there was still a chance to think. Pain, pain was the answer. Self-inflicted pain that would counter-balance the assault from the two cocks that were fucking her.
She reached between her legs and found her clit. She had never felt it when it was as large and throbbing as it was now. It was so fat that she easily pinched it between her thumb and forefinger, giving the magic button a wrenching twist.
Success! Like a knife, the new source of welcome pain jabbed to the heart of her crotch. The startling message it sent to her brain blew away the fog like a wind machine.
But how long would it last? Becky knew she had to get results quickly from the cocks fucking her, or the forces of orgasm would overwhelm her no matter how brutally she mauled her clit.
"Come!" she cried to her ass-fucking cousin and pussy-fucking brother. "Come, you bastards! Come for me now!"
She squeezed their two cocks with the muscles of her ass and cunt as hard as she could. Then she rolled her hips in a wide circle while she rocked on her knees, whipsawing the cocks inside her so the friction became unbearable for Randy and Rob.
Fucking ass, Randy gave in first. Pitching forward, he draped over Becky's back and held onto her dangling tits. Almost hilted, his twelve-inch cock erupted into her bowels in a scalding torrent.
"Oh, I can feel it!" Becky shrieked with triumph. "I feel every drop of that hot jizz burning up my ass!"
Then, abruptly, the gushing warmth spread to her womb as Rob's prick unloaded all the way up her cunt.
"Ah, yes, there it is! Cum in my pussy to go along with the cum in my ass!" Becky swooned. "Shooting into me from two cocks at once! How could I be so lucky?"
As with the previous time she had been double-fucked, her drenched fuckholes couldn't hold all the jism. It started leaking and trickling down her thighs in slimy ribbons. She put her hand to her sticky loins and smeared the overflow wherever her fingers would reach on her naked body.
When it was over, Becky glistened. As for her cousin and brother, they were just plain tired. Becky got up and left them sprawled side by side and went to the window. Pulling apart the curtains, she left the morning light pour in and watched the sunbeams dance in sparkling patterns on her cum-soaked flesh.
"What a beautiful way to start such a beautiful day!" she sang with happiness. "But why stop here when there's so much more time for so much more sucking and fucking? Mmmm, something tells me this is going to be the best day of my whole life. I wonder where it'll all end."
Over on the bed, Randy and Rob each wondered the same thing. Was she serious? And both knew the answer--yes.
CHAPTER SIX
Randy and Rob heard the shower running. Finally, Rob got out of bed and slipped into the bathroom, wanting to get to his sister first and find out just what her plans were for the rest of the day. For, he realized, Becky's high spirits could cause problems if they got out of hand.
There was so much steam from the shower that Rob had trouble seeing. He felt his way to the stall and tapped on the fogged-up glass door.
"Sis?" he said, "I need to talk to you."
No answer.
Rob opened the door. The shower was running unattended. Becky was nowhere to be seen, seeming to have vanished in the swirls of steam!
"She's gone," Rob called to Randy on his way out of the bathroom.
"I heard her in the shower," Rob answered, puzzled.
"Oh, yeah?" Rob said, after passing the bed so he could give the rest of the motel room a onceover. "Look." The front door was ajar.
"Where'd she go?" Randy muttered, sitting up on the bed and scratching his head with confusion.
"Something tells me we'll find out soon enough," Rob muttered. "Something tells me she'll leave a trail behind her we couldn't miss if we wanted to."
"What do we do in the meantime?" Randy asked.
"Try and find her before it's too late," Rob answered. "What happened here this morning turned her on so much that she might do anything."
Randy thought about it a moment. Then, as he usually did, he decided on the line of least resistance.
"Aw, what the hell, Rob, let her go," he said with a shrug. "I know Becky's your sister and all that, but it's her life."
"No, there's too much at stake," Rob replied with certainty. "We've got to stop her from running wild before she screws everything up permanently."
At this point it was obvious to Randy that his cousin hadn't told him everything. "You keep saying 'we'," he said to Rob. "What's in it for me?"
Rob mulled it over long enough for Randy to recognize that it was something important. And his customary what-the-hell attitude gave way to bristling curiosity, as he left the bed and confronted his stalling cousin.
"C'mon, Rob, level with me," Randy insisted. "What's going on that I don't know about?"
"Forget it," Rob evasively answered, looking away as if his secret would automatically surface if he kept eye-contact with Randy. "I'll handle Becky myself."
"No way," Randy snapped. "You've jerked me along just enough to get me interested. I'm dealing myself in. Now what's the story?"
"And if I won't tell you?"
"Then I'm the one who'll do the talking. About you and Becky. About me and Becky. About us and Becky," Randy threatened. "This is a small town and it takes its scandal seriously. You've got to make a living here, but my reputation is already shot so that leaves me with nothing to lose and you with plenty. Now what the fuck is this all about?"
Trapped by his cousin's uncharacteristic aggression, Rob looked up and spoke the one word that was calculated to make Randy and him partners.
"Money," he said.
His eyes lighting up, Randy said, "Well, I can always use some of that. My daddy thinks that by keeping me broke he can just starve out the black sheep of the family. So how much bread is there and where's it coming from?"
"I don't know how much, but enough. My mother told me about it just before she died," Rob said.
"I thought she died broke."
"She kept it a secret and never did let me know where the money came from. But from the way she talked, there's plenty to go around," Rob continued.
"And you're in for a big slice of the pie," Randy reasoned.
"Exactly," Rob confirmed. "But I want to be able to spend it in peace, without having to pull up stakes and start all over again somewhere else because of any scandal Becky starts around here. I'm established here. It takes money to make money and with my connections I could bank plenty more in this town if nothing gets in my way."
"Where do I come in?" Randy asked, his voice vibrant with greed.
"I'll cut you in for a few thousand," Rob promised.
"No, that's too much like blackmail," Randy chuckled. "I'll just come to work for you. You know, the kind of job with no heavy lifting or anything else strenuous--like just having to show up to pick up my check."
"It's a deal," Rob reluctantly agreed. "Now let's find my crazy sister before she ruins it for both of us."
They hurriedly dressed and left the motel in Rob's car. Their only problem now was where to start looking for Becky. For, although it was a small town, there were more than a few hundred potentially willing males for her to seduce. The trick for Rob and Randy was to find her before she found somebody to fuck.
"Remember me?" she had said to the boy, who was using the sunny Saturday morning to wash his car.
"Cousin Becky," he gulped as he recognized her. "Gosh, I haven't seen you in... in... "
"Ten years. Almost to the day," Becky answered. "You were just a little squirt then."
She paused to look the boy over, her eyes lingering at the tightly packed crotch of his faded jeans.
"But I see you've filled out just fine since then," she then purred.
The boy, whose name was Tom, blushed. He was the son of Becky's divorced Aunt Sarah, her Uncle Vic's and late mother's younger sister.
"I-I suppose you're looking for my mom," he nervously gulped. "Something about the funeral, I guess."
"No, I came to see you, Tommy," Becky said with a grin. "I started thinking about how big you must've gotten since I've been gone and I just couldn't resist dropping by."
"My mom's in the house," Tom answered, still reacting as if Becky must want to talk to her mother's sister about the funeral.
Ignoring this, Becky suggested, "Take me for a ride in your car, Tommy."
Not knowing how to refuse, the boy agreed. His cousin, several years his senior and as sexy a woman as he'd ever seen, sat very close to him, so close, her thigh rubbed against his. The hard-on he got was simple reflex for a horny teenager such as himself.
"Drive faster," Becky told him. "Straight out into the country where we'll be alone and have this glorious day all to ourselves."
When Tom speeded up, she opened the window. The breeze entering the car whipped her skirt up over her knees. She wore no stockings and then, Tom could see with a startled glance, no panties either! The hairy triangle of her pussy flashed briefly before his eyes.
She dropped her hand on his lap while he tried to concentrate on driving. Her fingers had no trouble finding the lump between his legs. Tom heard a metallic whir and suddenly realized that she had unzipped his fly!
"Pull over behind those trees," Becky told him.
"Wh-what for?" Tom stammered.
"You know," Becky answered, just as she reached into his shorts and squeezed his cock and balls.
The car swerved wildly, abruptly off the road and bumping across bare ground. Becky took the wheel with her free hand, expertly guiding it out of sight behind the trees she had mentioned.
"Wh-what do you want from me?" Tom stammered.
"Isn't that obvious?" Becky leered.
She had pulled his cock and balls out of his jeans by now. He was hung every bit as big as she'd come to expect from the men in her family.
"Y-you're going to suck my cock, aren't you?" he panted with disbelief.
There was no need for Becky to answer him. She already had his stiff, young prick in her mouth.
"Why me?" the boy insisted on knowing, while his beautiful older cousin went down on him deeper and deeper.
Becky couldn't reply with a throat full of sweet teenaged cock, but that didn't mean she ignored the question. In fact, she had asked herself why she had decided on the spur of the moment back in the motel to go looking for her Aunt Sarah's son...
She had been in the shower after fucking Rob and Randy when the idea had taken form. She would be leaving town soon, she had thought, twenty-thousand dollars richer and on her way to a new life. Why not, she reasoned, leave behind the old one in style?
She'd considered another visit to her Uncle Vic. Or even just pressing Rob and Randy back into action. But then she realized she had a taste for fresh meat and knew that her next conquest would also be from inside the family, just like the others she'd fucked.
Reviewing the possibilities, she'd recalled little Tommy. Only now he was almost a man. About the same age she'd been when she'd left home ten years before. Once his name came to mind she couldn't shake it.
So here she was. Sucking his big cock all the way down to his smooth, young balls.
As for Tom, he had stopped asking for an explanation now that his cousin's expert blow-job was taking effect. Hard breathing had replaced words for him, with Becky's suction on his deep-throated prick causing spasms of sheer pleasure to ripple across his muscular loins.
No one had ever done anything like this to him before. In fact, he was completely cherry in all the ways of sex except for jerking off. If only, he thought, this were some girl from school giving him his first head, instead of his own cousin.
But, on the other hand, Tom had struck out with the girls at school. And Becky was the one who was actually sucking his excited prick at long last. And he sure wasn't about to stop her now, even if they were related. He'd just have to take it any way he could get it.
Having run it over in his mind, Tom felt far less guilty about what he and Becky were doing in his car. When his nuts began to churn and he felt a rising tide at the pit of his crotch, his conscience was almost clear as he prepared to come in his cousin's mouth.
And there was no doubt that Becky intended for him to come in her mouth. She had to know he was ready to shoot his wad and she sucked his prick harder than ever, obviously thirsty for all the jizz she could swallow. With a lurch of his crotch, Tom gave it to her. Suddenly his cock was gushing as though it would never stop.
"Oh, drink it, Becky, drink it!" he blurted out, surprised at his own boldness. "Drink all of my hot, thick cum!"
For her part, Becky sensed how important it was to make him feel like the stud he so desperately wanted to be. Fortunately, his cock was so big and his cum so sweet that she wouldn't have to tell him any lies.
"That was perfect," she slurped when she had drained his balls and released his dripping prick. "Almost like you were saving up all that delicious cum just for me to drink. Thank you, Tommy, thank you for letting me be the first one to suck your beautiful cock."
"H-how'd you know I was cherry?" he gulped.
"Just a hunch," Becky chuckled. "And I'm so glad I was right."
"Why? Someone like you could have any guy she wanted."
"But they wouldn't remember me like you will. No guy ever forgets the girl who put out for him his first time. It's an honor."
"Jeez, I never thought about it that way," Tom sighed. "I guess you're right."
"Then I'd better get busy and give you something besides just a blow-job to remember me by," Becky purred. "After all, I might have sucked your cock until you came in my mouth, but on the books you're still a virgin."
She put her hand around his prick, feeling it swell back to full hardness in her massaging grip.
"Can't wait to get this monster in my cunt," she murmured, stroking the loose skin back and forth over Tom's throbbing cockhead. "Are you ready to fuck me?"
"Yes... God, yes," Tom answered, choking on his own anxiety.
"Let's go outside," Becky said. "The car's too cramped. I want to spread myself out for you and do it exactly right."
She opened the door and led Tom by his cock out into the shady clearing where they were parked. Then she pulled down his jeans and shorts so he was nude from the waist down.
"Off with that t-shirt," she told him next. "I want you stripped down to nothing for me so I can see all of your beautiful, young body."
Quickly, Tom was totally naked. While Becky's hungry eyes roamed over him, her visual stimulation seemed to make his big cock expand even more. It seemed to loom at least a foot from his bushy crotch now, as large as either Vic's or Randy's.
"Mmmm, I like what I see," Becky cooed. "Just hope my body does as much for you as yours does for me."
"You want me to undress you?" Tom gulped. "I've never done that to a girl before."
"Just let your fingers do the walking," Becky seductively teased him, then put herself within his trembling reach.
He unbuttoned her blouse first, all thumbs. Then when Becky's bare tits spilled out, his hands flew away as if he were afraid to touch her flesh.
"You aren't wearing a bra," he gasped the first thing that came into his mind.
"I never do when I'm going after big game," Becky teased some more, as seductive as ever. "Now you're going to find out whether I'm wearing any panties either. And there's only one way for you to do that."
She took Tom's hands and put them around her waist. He fumbled at the clasp of her skirt. Becky remained patient, knowing that the wait would be worth it when she saw the expression on his face once he got a look at her pussy.
Finally the skirt was unfastened. Tom stepped back, watching it fall to the grass, then at Becky stepping forward without a stitch on. Focusing on her crotch, his eyes bugged out.
"Your c-cunt," he stuttered. "It-it's like a little girl's!"
"I shaved it this morning while I was taking a shower," Becky giggled. "Don't know why. Just wanted to do it all of a sudden. You're the first one to see it this way."
She arched her crotch, parting her thighs and reaching down to finger her smooth pussy lips apart. Leaking juice glistened as a shaft of sunlight slanted through the shadows onto her spread loins.
"What do you think?" she asked kittenishly.
"Can I eat it?" Tom whispered, his voice so low it sounded as though his heart were in his throat and weighting it down.
"I'd never forgive you if you didn't," Becky told him.
He knelt before her, bringing his mouth to the level of her waiting cunt. She took his head and crushed his face against her flexing crotch. And his squirming tongue was abruptly all over her pussy lips and clit, licking greedily.
"Ooooh, good start," Becky moaned. "Keep it up and I'll come right in your mouth."
Just then, the tip of Tom's tongue struck her tender clit at just the right angle. All at once, Becky was climaxing even before she'd expected to.
"Mmmm," she orgasmically moaned. "I drank your cum, now you drink mine. Didn't know that, did you, Tommy? That a pussy can come as wet as a cock does if it belongs to a horny enough woman. And ahhh, I'm that woman. Just suck it up and you'll find out."
Tom gulped thirstily and the pussy juice slid down his throat like maple syrup.
"Stick your tongue all the way up inside me and I'll give you even more to drink," Becky urged.
Tom penetrated her pussy as though he had a live snake crawling out of his mouth. There was a good five inches of it, almost as long as a normally sized cock.
"Coming some more," Becky groaned. "Feels even better than I thought it would. Go ahead and really fuck me with it, Tommy. Fuck my cunt with your fantastic tongue."
He wiggled it around inside of her. The walls of her pussy spasmed, wringing out a fresh supply of female honey which Tom promptly swallowed. The little which did escape his sucking mouth mixed with his spit and drooled down his chin in a long, hanging glob.
Becky could have gone on like this indefinitely, but she knew that would be robbing Tom of the most important part of his erotic education. For the bottom line was that, despite all the blow-jobs and pussy-eating in the world, he would remain a virgin until he actually put his cock inside her cunt and fucked her. The more she thought about it, the more Becky realized that she couldn't deprive him of what would be the key event in his young life any longer.
"Enough of this," she said, pushing his face away from her sticky cunt.
"D-did I do something wrong?" Tom nervously gurgled, excess pussy juice spilling from the corners of his mouth.
"Not hardly," Becky assured him. "It's just that it's time for the main event."
She dropped to the grass, digging into the turf with her ass and lifting her knees. It was the classic fucking position, as old as the human race and as fresh as each new day.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she beckoned steamily.
Tom grabbed a hold of his straining prick as though he feared it would beat the rest of him to his spread-legged cousin. Then he dipped between her open thighs, kneeling at the shrine of her cunt.
He cautiously brushed her pussy lips with his cockhead. As he moistened the blunt tip with all that juice, he took what was probably the deepest breath of his life.
"Gonna stick it in," he gulped, awed by what he was about to do.
Becky flexed her crotch to meet his jabbing prick. Now he was inside her, picking up momentum with his hips lurching. An instant later, his big cock was hilted for the first time in a warm, wet cunt.
"Am I doing it right so far?" he asked anxiously.
"Oh, yes! Yes!" Becky cried with happiness, feeling every inch of his rigid cock inside her stuffed pussy.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and began rocking him in the cradle of her thighs. Tom's hips and ass and crotch picked up on the rhythm, rocking to a steady beat. His cock slid back and forth in Becky's tight pussy, the friction starting to mount.
"God, I'm fucking you. Really fucking you!" Tom gulped with wonder.
"And doing a damned good job of it," Becky moaned in praise of his performance so far.
Then she reached for his head and pulled his face down against her tits. His mouth automatically found one of her erect nipples and sucked so much extra blood into it that Becky thought it might burst.
"Mmmm, that's it," she spurred him on. "Suck me, fuck me. Keep it up and I'll be coming for you before you know it."
While his prick steadily grooved her pussy, Tom smeared his mouth across Becky's tits to her other nipple, feasting on it like a hungry baby. At the same time, his hands slipped underneath his cousin and cupped her plump asscheeks.
"Dig into my ass," Becky told him.
He probed her asscrack. She had shaved her cunt, but not inside the split of her ass. Tom played with the wispy hair down there, winding it around his fingers so it tugged at the rim of Becky's asshole. This little bit of pain was all she needed to push her over the orgasmic edge. All of a sudden she was coming as powerfully as she had ever come before.
"It's here!" she cried joyously. "I'm getting off so much! Keep it happening for me, Tommy!"
Instinctively, Tom knew what to do next. One of his fingers found the opening of her ass and penetrated the narrow hole to the last knuckle.
"Ahhh, you're learning fast!" Becky bubbled, welcoming the finger in her ass with a buck of her hips.
Now she closed her eyes, concentrating on the sensations that had turned her writhing body into an orgasmic machine. There was the wriggling finger up her ass, the sucking mouth on her tit, and at the foundation of her pleasure, the stiff, young cock pumping nonstop in her grateful pussy.
"As long as you can keep it up," she gasped to her hard-working cousin, "I'll keep coming for you. Keep on coming until you come yourself."
"That won't be long, Becky," Tom said, knowing that his own climax was not that far away. "Seems like I waited so long for my first piece of ass that my cock's got a mind of its own now that it's finally inside a pussy. It's gonna do what it wants to do and that's shoot off, whether the rest of me's ready for it or not."
"Just relax and do what comes naturally, Tommy," Becky reassured her cousin. "Whenever you give me your jizz is the right time for me. My pussy's just waiting for all the cum it can get."
"How about now?" Tom panted, his crotch banging away in the well of Becky's loins.
"Sock it to me!" Becky replied eagerly, pushing back with every fiber of her being as her cousin's teenaged cock hilted her cunt.
Tom gritted his teeth, what was left of his breath whistling through his nostrils. Then, abruptly, his mouth flew open with a whoosh and down below, twelve inches into Becky's deep pussy, his cock erupted.
"Can you feel it?" he panted to Becky. "Feel my cum in your cunt?"
"It's flooding me!" she excitedly answered. "Flooding my pussy! I'll never be able to hold it all inside me!"
Even as her cousin's prick continued to spurt, her cunt was beginning to leak. She reached down and spread the overflowing jism all over the insides of her thighs and into the crack of her ass.
"Don't know where I'm getting it all from," Tom grunted. "Jeez, jacking off was never like this!"
Then, with a gurgling squeal, he pinched off his last burst of cum. When his cock had slowed to a dribble, Becky squeezed and yanked it with her strong cunt, milking out every extra drop she could.
Finally, though, it was over. Tom's hard-on lost its cutting edge and the walls of Becky's thoroughly fucked cunt sagged with satisfaction. The incestuous lovers lay on the grass with their locked loins temporarily stilled, basking in the afterglow of a perfect fuck.
Tom finally whispered, "How did I do? Did I... I... "
"You did just perfect," Becky congratulated him with all the honesty she could muster. "You're a stud, Tommy, an absolute stud!"
"Thanks," the boy who had just become a man sighed. "Thanks, Becky, for the best day of my life."
CHAPTER SEVEN
They were driving back into town now. Becky snuggled against Tom's shoulder, running her fingertips along his thigh and brushing the ever-present lump at his crotch.
"Still can't believe a hunk like you was still cherry," she sighed. "If I went to school with you, I wouldn't quit bugging you until you got into my pants."
"I always freeze up when I'm around girls my own age," Tom admitted. "I guess they think I'm kind of a clumsy jerk."
"Maybe you need some pointers," Becky said.
"What for? I've got you now," Tom answered. Then, with a sudden attack of the self-doubt, he nervously added, "Or do I?"
"For now," Becky told him honestly. "But I won't lie to you. I'm a rolling stone. After the funeral, I'll be on my way."
"Can't you stay?" Tom asked, almost begging.
"This town and I don't get along," Becky said. "Too many ghosts."
"But I need you," Tom insisted.
"You just think you do because I gave you your first piece of ass," Becky tenderly replied. "But, don't worry, now that you know how to handle yourself, you'll get all the pussy you can fuck. You start making it with other girls and I'll just be a fond memory."
"Wish I were as sure of myself as you seem to be," Tom sullenly muttered.
"Well, you know what they say," Becky said brightly, trying to cheer him up. "Practice makes perfect. And now that you've got your feet wet, I think you ought to jump right into the swim of things. Much as I like fucking you myself, it'd be just about as big a kick for me to have you score with some little girl your age. Especially while I'm still around to see how well I've taught you to take care of business."
"Aw, I couldn't... "
"You can!" Becky cut him off. "And I'll tell you what. To prove it, you ought to go after the last girl you'd ever expect would let you fuck her. Then, when she comes across, you'll know for sure what a stud you really are. Now who is she, this little Miss Iceberg?"
"I can't pick any special one out," Tom wearily answered. "So many of them have dumped on me."
"Mind a suggestion?"
Tom shrugged.
"I think I've got the girl for you," Becky confidently stated, loving the idea she had just had. "And when I say the last girl you'd ever expect would let you fuck her, I really mean it. If this one puts out for you, you'll know you've really got it. After her, all the others will be a piece of cake."
"Who?" Tom rasped. "You don't know anybody that I do."
"I know one person. The last girl you'd ever think about fucking," Becky persisted. "And that makes her the perfect piece of ass for you."
"Who?" Tom repeated, straining at the bit to find out what Becky was getting at.
"Her name is Lisa," she matter-of-factly replied. "Yes, that Lisa."
When he heard the name, Tom was so shaken that the steering wheel seemed to jump out of his hands. Becky had to take over for a moment or the car would have piled up alongside the road.
"I-I could never fuck Lisa!" Tom stammered, when he had recaptured his wits just enough to take back the wheel.
"Why not?" Becky smirked.
"You know why," Tom gulped. "Lisa's my own sister."
"Is she stacked?" Becky smirked some more.
"Yes, but--"
"Is she cherry?"
"I think so, but--"
"Then why should somebody else get to fuck her first? Some outsider?" Becky said at her most persuasive. "Keep it in the family. Who better than somebody who really cares about Lisa to turn her into a woman? That's you, Tommy, you. You're going to fuck her."
"When?" Tom gulped as if in a trance.
"Today," Becky firmly replied. "When we get back home."
"How?"
"Just listen to me," Becky reassured her mind-bent cousin. "Listen to every word I say and you can't miss. Okay?"
Tom thought about it a moment, then warily nodded. Becky started talking...
" 'She was still giving final instructions by the time they pulled up in front of the house. And as it turned out, the situation was made to order. Tom's sister was right there in the front yard, bending over to prune some bushes with her cute, little ass spilling out of her cut-off jeans.
"Go get her, tiger," Becky urged Tom.
When he hesitated, she reached around him and opened the door, then pushed him out of the car. With Becky's eyes on him every step of the way, Tom walked unsteadily toward his sister. He, of course, couldn't believe he'd succeed. But Becky was supremely confident because before she'd sent him on his way she'd seen the irresistible bulge at the crotch of his tight pants.
"Uh, hi, Sis," Tom weakly called to his stooping sister.
Lisa looked around and smiled, her braless tits showing down the front of her untucked tank top. Even from the car Becky could see what a beauty she was.
"Is, uh, mom around?" Tom asked.
Lisa shook her head.
"Good. I'd like to, well, talk to you alone. In the house," Tom muttered.
"Sure thing," Lisa brightly answered.
Obviously the girl had a lot of affection for her brother, holding his hand as he led her inside. The instant they went through the door, Becky was out of the car, stealing toward the house so she could eavesdrop on what was certain to be quite a show. Hiding in the shrubbery at a half-open window, she could not only see brother and sister but overhear them.
"Now what's got you so jumpy?" Lisa teased, smiling sweetly at her ashen brother.
Tom took a deep breath and gulped, "You, Sis. You."
He grabbed the surprised girl and kissed her flush on the mouth, as she struggled in his clumsy embrace.
Outside, Becky turned away and winced. Tom had forgotten everything she'd told him about how to seduce his sister! He was supposed to sweet-talk Lisa, not attack her.
But when Becky looked again, she saw that perhaps Tom's approach was not as hopeless as she'd thought. His sister had stopped struggling and indeed, Lisa seemed to be kissing back. And there was definitely no question about the way she rubbed her crotch on Tom's bent knee.
"Oh, I've wanted this for so long," the panting girl gushed when the kiss was broken. "But I never dreamed you felt the same way about me as I do about you, Tommy. I know we're brother and sister, but all that matters now is how we feel about each other."
"Gold!" Becky hissed with excitement at the window. "Tommy, you've struck gold. Now, damn you, don't screw it up. Get down to business before the little bitch changes her mind."
"Kissing's not enough, Sis," Tom said on cue, as if he were directly wired to Becky's commands. "I'm ready to go all the way, if you are."
"Just tell me what you want me to do, Tommy," Lisa eagerly replied.
"Will you suck my cock?"
"Don't just ask me like I was doing you a silly favor--I mean really tell me," Lisa said. "I want you to take me over, mind, body and soul, the way I've always imagined it would be my first time."
"Suck my cock!" Tom spoke again, his voice strengthening with confidence.
Lisa promptly knelt before him, her hands on his pants. She unfastened them and pulled them down along with his shorts. And there was his jutting prick, throbbing in her face.
"Soooo big!" Lisa swooned with excitement.
She kissed the swollen cockhead. Tom shuddered from the touch of her soft lips. Then closed his eyes and swayed with ecstasy when Lisa took a large chunk of his meat and hungrily slurped.
"Oh, all the way, Sis," he moaned. "Swallow my cock all the way down to my balls."
Although she had never had a cock in her mouth before and her brother was hung like a stallion, Lisa still had no trouble deep-throating every inch of Tom's hard-on. It was not only a remarkable feat of cock-sucking for a beginner, but for anybody.
Spying from the window, Becky was more than impressed. Mentally paying Lisa the highest compliment, she thought how much her little cousin reminded her of herself.
"A chip off the old block," Becky whispered with family pride. "Lisa could be me at that age. Only my brother only had nine inches for me to eat and Tommy's hung with about a foot of cock. She goes down like she was born to give head."
Meanwhile, back in the living room, Tom had taken handfuls of his sister's long, blonde hair. He jerked her head to and fro between his legs, guiding the tempo of the blow-job. Becky could hear Lisa's rhythmic cock-sucking all the way outside the house.
"At the rate they're going," Becky predicted, "Tommy'll be coming before Lisa knows it. That'll be the next test for her. All that jizz can really take a young girl by surprise when it's her first blow-job."
Becky anxiously watched and waited for the inevitable. It didn't take long.
Tom's crotch began bucking wildly against Lisa's face. The globes of his rolling ass were clenched together in a thin line, showing the mounting strain on his loins.
"Hope you're thirsty, Sis," he grunted to Lisa.
"Cause my cock's ready to unload in your mouth. That means cum. Just don't panic when it starts shooting. And please, please, don't spit it out."
He crushed her face against his flexing crotch, gritted his teeth, then threw back his head at the moment of release. His balls were clinging to the root of his hilted prick now, churning as they pumped their creamy load straight down Lisa's throat.
Watching at the window, Becky excitedly noted, "This is it. He's coming in her mouth. Now the rest is up to Lisa."
Lisa's cheeks immediately ballooned from the onslaught of jism. It didn't seem possible at this point that she could keep up with the gushing flow from her brother's cock.
But she had surprised Tom and Becky before and now she did it again. Suddenly her cheeks flattened, even though her brother's prick was still spurting. The hollow of her throat expanded and contracted, as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the constantly arriving cum. What's more, she squeezed Tom's balls, coaxing out extra amounts of his hot, thick cream.
"Mmmm, she loves it, that cute, little cock sucker," Becky sighed with approval. "Loves her brother's sweet cum. Tommy'll have to push her off his cock or she'll turn his nuts inside out. Lucky boy."
Sure enough, Tom eventually had to force his sister's mouth off his thoroughly drained cock. Slobbering with cum and spit, Lisa looked surprised that he could ever want her to stop sucking his prick.
"I did it right, didn't I?" she gurgled, so eager to please her hung brother.
Nodding with a grin, Tom chuckled, "Wow, did you."
"Then why did you make me stop?" Lisa pouted like a little girl. "I just know I could've made you come all over again in my mouth if you'd let me keep sucking your beautiful, big cock."
"There's more to me and you, Sis, than just you sucking my cock," Tom answered.
Lisa suddenly became flighty with excitement.
"You're talking about actually fucking me, aren't you?" she bubbled.
Tom nodded, flexing his cock so it stood straight out to show that he hadn't lost any of his hard-on.
"Oooh, it's a dream come true!" Lisa squealed. "My own handsome brother popping my cherry with his fantastic prick!"
"You're ready then, Sis?"
"Just one thing before you do it to me," Lisa said. "I've had a fantasy about this day rattling around in my head since I was a kid. Now that it's finally coming true, I want to live out every detail of it just the way I always imagined it. Will you go along with me, Tommy?"
"Anything you say, Sis," he readily agreed.
"Then eat my pussy before you fuck it," Lisa requested. "That's the way I've always had it in my mind. I suck your cock until you come in my mouth and I swallow all your jizz. Then you eat my pussy and I come in your mouth. After that, we're finally ready to go all the way."
"You've got it, Sis," Tom said, licking his lips at the thought of tasting her sweet, young cunt.
And, at the window, Becky sighed, "Good girl, Lisa. Get it all."
Now Lisa had to strip so her brother could get at her pussy. It didn't take her long, since she wasn't wearing that much in the first place--just cut-off jeans and a tank top. When they were off, there were no bra and panties underneath. She was stark naked and a total knockout.
Her tits weren't big, but they were perfect. The nipples were like rosebuds, just waiting to be plucked. And despite her tender age, she had the curves of a woman. Her trim waist, wide hips and plump ass were the stuff that a horny guy's wet dreams are made of.
However, best of all was her cunt. Lisa was a natural blonde, with a bright yellow bush. The curls between her legs were wispy and sparse, resembling spun gold. And at the center of her sunburst triangle, a pair of striking pink pussy lips formed a meaty groove that begged to be pierced by a tongue first, then a hard cock.
"How do I look?" Lisa asked her brother, on pins and needles for Tom's approval.
"Like a million bucks, Sis," he panted with lust.
Looking on through the window, Becky wouldn't have been so conservative. She'd have put a price tag on Lisa's naked body of at least a billion. In short, she'd never been so turned on by someone of the same sex.
"I could turn dyke in a minute for that little piece of ass," Becky readily admitted to herself. "Who knows? The way this day has been going so far, maybe I will."
Now, as Becky peered through the window and saw a kneeling Tom began to eat his sister's cunt, she mentally put herself in his place. The imaginary taste of Lisa's pussy invaded her senses, heightening her newly discovered lesbian desires to the point where her own pussy melted with sticky warmth.
"Oh, yes, I want it. Really want it," Becky steamily sighed, making a definite decision that before this day was over Lisa would be hers.
In the meantime, though, it was Tom's turn to feast on that golden pussy and he was getting his fill. His sister ground her crotch against his pressing face, taking his long tongue straight up her cunt.
"Mmmm, feels even better getting my cunt eaten than I thought it would," Lisa groaned, her girlish innocence a thing of the past. "Couldn't keep from coming if I wanted to."
She let out a little squeal and was obviously climaxing. Her brother sucked at her orgasmic cunt as though he were dying of thirst, as she fed him all the female cum he could drink.
Finally, Lisa murmured, "Got to stop this now. You'll drain my pussy dry if I don't make you quit eating me, Tommy. And I want to be good and wet down there when you fuck me."
She gently pushed his head away. Tom was grinning like a fool, his upturned mouth smeared with pussy juice.
"You're right, Sis," he slurped. "Your cunt's so sweet that I might have never quit going down on you if you hadn't made me."
"Don't worry, I'll make sure you don't regret it," Lisa promised seductively.
She drifted over to the sofa. It was a large, expensive one, almost as big as a bed. Lisa eased her naked body down on it, slipping a small pillow under her ass and spreading her legs. Then, adding to the stunning perfection of her pose, she reached into the well of her crotch and fingered her meaty pussy lips as far apart as they would go.
Tom walked over to her. Even after all the coming it had done today, his big cock was harder than ever.
"Well, this is it, Lisa," he said to his spread-legged sister. "If you want to back out, I'll understand."
"And if I made that silly mistake, I'd never forgive myself for doing it and you for letting me," Lisa homily answered. "Now, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
Taking one of the deep breaths that had become a habit for him on this day of days, Tom joined Lisa on the sofa. He eased on top of her, lowering his chest against her tits and slipping his hips between her open thighs. Down at crotch-level, his swollen cock throbbed against her cunt, straining to enter the cherry hole.
"Okay," Lisa panted. "I've been a virgin long enough."
She reached between their legs and guided Tom's anxious prick inside her eager pussy. Then, anything but shy, she lifted her ass off the pillow, pushing while her brother surged until his entire hard-on was buried in cunt.
"I took the whole thing!" Lisa excitedly boasted. "Took all of your huge prick in my pussy on the first try, Tommy! And I didn't even feel a thing except your big cock going up my cunt. If any girl's cherry was ever ripe to be popped, it sure was mine."
"It didn't hurt you? No pain or anything?"
"Forget about my cherry, damn you," Lisa cut her brother off with playful teasing. "I don't have it anymore. From now on I'm just another horny little bitch who wants all the fucking she can get. Give it to me, Tommy, fuck me hard and deep!"
She scissored his torso with her legs and pulled his crotch even tighter against hers. Then, jiggling her thighs, she made Tom move. His hips churned and his ass rolled, putting his prick in motion inside her cunt.
"Ahhh, that's it," she sighed when the friction between cock and pussy took hold. "Fuck me, Tommy, fuck me the way I deserve to be fucked."
Drawing on the lessons he had earlier in the day from Becky, Tom picked up steam and fucked his sister as well as it could be done. It wasn't just his prick in her cunt that drove Lisa wild, but also his sucking mouth on her tits and his wriggling finger in her tight, young asshole.
Adding to the mix, Lisa reached down on her own to press the magic button of her stiff, little clit. "I'm coming, Tommy!" she cried. "Coming like it isn't ever gonna stop!"
Tom responded by chewing one of her nipples, adding another finger up her ass, ramming his cock in her cunt as if he were trying to fuck right through her.
"Oh, you stud!" Lisa swooned. "You couldn't fuck me any better if you'd tied me down and raped me! I'm just absolutely, completely, totally yours!"
"Then you must be ready for my cum," Tom grunted.
"God, yes! A whole pussyful of it!" Lisa squealed with anticipation. "Shoot it into me, Tommy! Shoot it! Shoot it! Fill my pussy with your hot, thick cum!"
Surging forward, Tom piled on top of his sister until her body was almost jack-knifed. His huge cock drilled almost straight down in her pussy and then, hilted to his balls, it exploded with a flood of scalding jism.
"I feel like I'm drowning!" Lisa joyously shouted as her young cunt soaked up spurt after spurt of her brother's cream.
Her ass was up in the air, the cheeks squeezed together as her pussy yanked at Tom's climaxing prick. Already the excess cum was starting to leak from between her legs, mixing with the leftover blood from her popped cherry to create a pink froth that looked like strawberry syrup.
"Okay, that's it, Sis," Tom then rasped. "My balls are empty."
But horny, little Lisa wasn't about to quit. "Just keep fucking me," she pleaded, "and I'll make you come again. Please, Tommy, please! It just feels too good to stop now!"
Tom couldn't turn her down the way her pussy was tugging at his prick, keeping him hard. So he caught his breath and got right back in the groove.
"Oh, thank you, thank you!" Lisa gushed. "Thanks for being such a stud!"
So they continued to fuck. However, this time around they wouldn't have an audience. For, out at the window, their eavesdropping cousin Becky had seen enough.
"Got to think," Becky told herself as she walked away, her head aching because of the throbbing image of Lisa's naked body which possessed her. "Got to think of a way to get that little piece of ass for myself if it's the last thing I do."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Lisa was sucking Tom's cock, trying to get it hard again so they could fuck some more, when the phone rang. They weren't going to answer it, but it wouldn't stop.
"Might be important," Tom sighed. "Better get it."
Lisa reluctantly ended the blow-job and Tom went to answer the call. His heart leapt when he heard the familiar voice on the other end of the line --Becky. He'd forgotten all about his cousin once he'd started getting it on with his sister.
"Can't talk now," he whispered, holding his hand over the side of his face so Lisa couldn't overhear.
"Then just listen," Becky said, ready to launch her reckless scheme to lure Tom out of the house and leave Lisa by herself, ripe for the picking. "Remember how you left me sitting outside in your car? Well, this cop pulled up and started asking me a lot of questions. Next thing I knew, he claimed the damned car was stolen. No way I could take him into the house to talk to you while you were fucking Lisa. So here I am."
"Where?" Tom gulped.
"Police headquarters," Becky answered. "Car's here too, parked right out in front with a big red tag on the windshield."
Tom looked out the window. His car and his cousin were both gone.
"You'd better get down here and straighten this out," Becky told him.
"Sure," a stunned Tom grunted, then dropped the phone back in its cradle as if it had burned his hand.
"What's going on?" Lisa asked her brother, as he hurriedly put on his pants.
All Tom would say was, "I'll explain later, Sis. Just sit tight and I'll be back. Something's just come up, that's all."
Disappointed that her sex party with her brother had been so abruptly interrupted, Lisa started to pout. She tried to persuade Tom to at least take her with him, but he ignored her as he swiftly dressed.
Then with a simple, "Bye, Sis," he was gone. Lisa sat there in the nude, stewing with frustration. She thought about getting dressed, too. But she couldn't bring herself to put a stitch on. If Tom had a change of heart and came back, she wanted to be sure she was still naked for him.
"I'll give him a half an hour," she muttered.
Meanwhile, Tom was trotting toward the police station. It was on the other side of town. When he got there he would make a fool out of himself, asking about his car and his cousin. For neither of them would be there.
His car was parked in an alley about a block from his house. And Becky, consumed by lesbian desire, was closing in on his unsuspecting sister.
Sprawled on the sofa absent-mindedly fingering her wet pussy, Lisa heard the front door open and close behind her. Although thrilled by what she thought was her brother's return, she decided to tease him and pretend that she didn't care whether he was back. Refusing to look around, she sighed, "Who needs cock? I can do just fine on my own."
Her fingers were digging into her cunt now, so her hips churned from the stimulation. A moan bubbled from her lips and it was genuine.
Then, while she finger-fucked her spasming cunt, Lisa heard footsteps circling around the sofa but she still refused to look.
Hoping to drive Tom up the wall, she repeated, "Who needs cock?"
And got the surprise of her young life.
"I don't need cock," answered a soft, female voice. "And neither do you."
Lisa's hand jumped from between her legs as if her pussy had suddenly been charged with electricity. Then her eyes made frightened contact with the intruder. She saw a beautiful woman in her late twenties smiling down on her. The woman was calmly undressing.
"Wh-who are you?" Lisa stammered.
And realizing that, after a ten year absence, she was not recognized by her astonished cousin, Becky mysteriously answered, "We'll get around to that later. But first things first."
Becky's unbuttoned blouse floated to the floor. Her bare tits stood out on her chest like headlights, with Lisa reacting as though she were a scared rabbit caught in their blinding glare.
The only thing that could take Lisa's eyes off those large, firm tits was their owner moving her hands down in preparation for showing even more. And now Becky was unfastening her skirt, then shaking her hips to wiggle out of it so it fell to her ankles.
Not wearing panties any more than she'd had on a bra, Becky was suddenly naked in front of her open-mouth cousin. Every detail of her shaved cunt stood out with crystal clarity.
"Wh-what do you want from me?" Lisa managed to gulp.
"You know," Becky purred, parting her legs so her cousin couldn't miss the dripping condition of her damp pussy.
Getting the message, Lisa choked, "I couldn't... could never do anything like that with another woman."
"If it makes you feel any better," Becky soothed, "it'll be my first time, too. We'll both be virgins for each other."
She knelt beside the sofa, her hairless pussy at the level of her cousin's face. Lisa's nose twitched as she took in the musky aroma.
"Go ahead, touch my cunt," Becky urged. "You know you want to. It's so smooth without any hair in the way."
Lisa's trembling hand slowly moved between her cousin's legs. Then her fingertips traveled along the pink groove that led from Becky's clit almost down to her asshole. They came away glistening with fresh pussy juice.
"Taste it," Becky suggested, taking the girl's wrist and lifting the fragrant fingers upward.
Wincing in advance, Lisa seemed determined to hate it. But then those sticky fingers were in her mouth and the sudden expression on her face was positively dreamy.
"It tastes even better when you go directly to the source," Becky beckoned.
She flexed her bald cunt in Lisa's face. Her pussy lips and the lips of her cousin's mouth were less than an inch apart. All Lisa had to do was edge forward just a tiny bit and...
"Mmmm, that's it," Becky sighed when contact was made. "Eat it, darling, eat it. Eat my pussy and I'll come right in your mouth."
Growing bolder by the second now that she had tasted her first cunt, Lisa shoved her tongue into Becky's moist pussy slit. Then started moving it in and out with squirming strokes.
She reached down and crushed Lisa's face against her thrusting crotch, as her pussy climaxed into the sucking teenager's mouth. Lisa's tongue curled up at the edges, funneling the female cum straight down her throat. Clearly, she couldn't get enough of it.
However, Becky had even more in mind. Now she joined Lisa on the sofa. On top of the action, she swiveled her cunt around on her cousin's mouth until her back was turned. Straddling the sprawled teenager, she all but sat on her face.
It was, of course, the beginning of a lesbian sixty-nine, designed for each female partner to eat the other's pussy. And now Becky dove between her cousin's automatically spreading legs for her share of the feast.
Before she did anything else, Becky took a mouthful of Lisa's golden pussy hair and sucked it until the fragile curls were gone. Then she attacked with the five inches of tongue which she planned to use like a trained snake on this gorgeous teenaged cunt.
Becky started down in the crack of her cousin's plump, little ass, licking Lisa's puckered asshole. From there, she moved up to the pussy lips. They were surprisingly meaty, yet almost as delicate as the petals of a tropical flower.
"Oh, feels sooo goooood," Lisa moaned with ecstasy from the other end of the sixty-nine, where she was still busily sucking Becky's cunt. "Don't see how it can get any better than this, but I know it is."
Becky proved her right, moving her tongue up to her cousin's erect clit. She gave the magic button just the right kind of nudge and Lisa was abruptly climaxing.
Once her cousin was coming, Becky sealed the orgasmic cunt with her mouth and gulped down the flowing female honey. It was sweeter than male jism, she realized and just as thick. Best of all, the supply seemed endless, since unlike a cock a cunt could climax repeatedly.
And insofar as multiple orgasms were concerned, Becky was having a few of her own. For Lisa was eating her cunt just as expertly as she was eating Lisa's.
Soon they started timing their orgasmic peaks, reaching them together. When this occurred, the sofa would shake from their writhing bodies. Then a temporary calm would follow, until the identical things they were doing with their tongues on each other's cunt brought their passion to a boil again.
Neither considered quitting. For the fantastic advantage to sex without a man was that there was no need to stop to allow a drained cock time to get back into working order. A pair of women like Becky and Lisa had no reason to break up their lesbian sixty-nine for anything.
Or so they thought.
It might have seemed to them that nothing could interrupt their cunt-sucking and shared orgasms. However, they were wrong. Something could, indeed.
And very quickly would...
She came up the walk, swaying under the heavy bag of groceries she held. There were more in the station wagon, but she had decided this was the only one she had the strength to carry into the house.
"I'll get the kids to bring in the rest," she puffed.
On the porch, she fumbled with her arms full at the door. The door pushed open more easily than she'd expected and she lurched inside, her view temporarily hidden by the towering grocery bag.
And then, starting for the kitchen, she saw them out of the corner of her eye. On the sofa. Lisa and somebody else, both naked. Their faces buried in each other's crotches as they sucked away.
At first she thought the other person was a boy. That would have been bad enough. But when she realized Lisa's sixty-nining partner was a woman, that's what made the groceries fall from her grasp as though the bag were filled with lead.
The crash filled the room like a booming cannon, followed by total silence.
"Oh, my God!" Lisa croaked when she looked up and saw the intruder standing there.
Now Becky slowly glanced over her shoulder. She focused on a slender, ashen woman whom she hadn't seen in ten years, but recognized immediately. Someone else might have panicked, but not Becky. She had gone too far already to have anything left to lose.
"Sarah," she calmly said to the woman who was her aunt and the mother of Lisa and Tom. "Been a long time, hasn't it?"
Realizing who she was talking to, Sarah mumbled, "Becky."
When she heard the name of her lesbian lover, Lisa went into a kind of trance. "My own cousin," she whispered in a spaced-out way. "I was eating my own cousin's cunt. Letting her eat mine. If only I'd known... "
Becky laughed out loud at her cousin's sudden guilt. For she had gotten it on with Lisa long enough to know just how eager the horny teenager was to sample the lesbian way of sex. Just as surely, Becky was convinced that Lisa could be turned on again right on the spot, regardless of whether her mother was standing there or not.
And now Becky wondered, how would Sarah react were that to actually happen? The opportunity to find out was just too irresistible to pass up.
Suddenly Becky's mouth returned to her cousin's blonde cunt as Sarah looked on in horror--especially when her daughter began moaning uncontrollably with renewed pleasure, then pushed her own face against Becky's shaved pussy and resumed sucking.
Sarah stood there--watching, watching, watching. The phone was nearby. She could have reached for it and called the police but she didn't.
She could have screamed for help, but she didn't.
She could have done a lot of things to put a stop to the outrage occurring in her living room. She did none of them.
What Sarah did do was begin to lick her lips in obvious hunger while she watched her daughter and niece suck each other's pussies to mutual orgasm. Then her hands fluttered to the front of her blouse. And she had begun stripping without even questioning what she was about to do.
Although she was eating cunt, Becky kept an eye on her aunt. What she saw couldn't have pleased her more.
For within moments, Sarah was stark naked. And once Becky saw her nude, it was easy for her to understand from whom Lisa had inherited her dynamite body. Just as her daughter was, in her own slender way Sarah was stacked.
Indeed, despite the generation gap, mother and daughter were almost exact doubles from their necks down. The same tits, the same sweeping curves, and most striking, the same wispy, blonde cunt hair.
Raising her head from Lisa's crotch, Becky seductively called to Sarah, "Join us. I promise you'll never regret it."
By now Sarah needed no further encouragement to try her wings as a lesbian. She was abruptly there, kneeling beside the sofa and running her hands all over the bare flesh of her niece and daughter.
"Oh, Mom," Lisa said, peering out from the bottom of the sixty-nine. "I'm so glad you're with us."
"Will one of you suck my pussy, too?" Sarah eagerly asked, choking on her own desire.
"Only if you eat the other one of us," Becky answered.
"Wouldn't have it any other way," Sarah agreed steamily.
Now Becky and Lisa broke apart. They made room on the sofa, putting Sarah down in the place of honor. Then Lisa moved between her mother's spreading thighs, lowering her mouth to the cunt that was the mirror image of her own. She started sucking so expertly that Sarah climaxed almost immediately.
"Oooh, it's marvelous. Just marvelous," the older woman moaned. "Think I've waited my whole life for something like this to happen to me."
"That's not the half of it," Becky chuckled, playfully referring to the fact that Sarah was about to taste her first pussy, in addition to being eaten out herself.
Becky squatted over her aunt's face, her shaved twat so tempting. Sarah reached up for it with her tongue, tickling pussy lips and clit.
Then Becky slowly eased down, taking that long female tongue straight up her pussy. Finally she was sitting with her cunt flush with her aunt's mouth, while Sarah orally fucked her.
Having climaxed at the onset of the three-way action, Sarah was now coming nonstop. Becky quickly caught up with her, unloading a pussyful of fresh female cum in her aunt's sucking mouth. Sarah gulped it down as fast as she could, then used her talented tongue inside Becky's cunt to swab out some more.
Only Lisa wasn't coming, since nobody was currently eating her young pussy. It was not a situation which she was likely to put up with for very long.
"Okay, let's change positions," she told her mother and cousin. "With all this tongue around, I want some of it in my cunt too."
Feeling Sarah strain beneath her in response to Lisa's request, Becky slid off the older woman's face so nature could take its course.
"Oh, let me eat you, darling," Mother hungrily said to daughter.
"What about Becky?" Lisa asked, anxious for all three of them to be involved.
Satisfied they were still all in it together, Lisa leaned back against one of the sofa's armrests, her knees drawn up against her tits so her golden cunt oozed between her raised asscheeks. Sarah rolled over, then pointed herself in the right direction as she approached her daughter on all fours.
Then Sarah's head was lowered, her face buried at the center of Lisa's loins. The slurping sound of mouth meeting mouth cunt filled the room and Lisa whimpered and wiggled, her pussy stuffed with her mother's meaty tongue.
"Oh, Mom... Mom... Mom," Lisa groaned, "you're getting me in all the right places. It's like you have a map of my cunt. I'm gonna come for you so good."
Lisa instantly kept her promise, getting off in her mother's mouth with a shuddering orgasm. The more she came, the deeper her mother tongue-fucked her. There was so much teenaged pussy juice flowing now that Sarah couldn't swallow it all and the excess dripped from her chin.
And then there was Becky. She had watched what had happened between mother and daughter with unqualified approval, but now she was ready to add her own talents to the action once again. She looked for a likely spot to plug in. The perfect one caught her eye when she saw how Sarah's flawless ass was raised in the air.
Saying nothing, Becky eased in behind her kneeling aunt. Then, leading with her tongue, she licked up the fuzzy crack of Sarah's ass from rear-spread cunt to pouting asshole.
The asshole was the sweetest part, as far as Becky was concerned. She concentrated on it entirely now, pushing the tip of her tongue into her aunt's tight asshole.
Soon Becky had penetrated deeper. When Sarah farted, Becky sucked up the fumes and sank her tongue even farther into the fragrant opening.
Then Sarah climaxed. Because her ass was the source of her orgasm, her bowels spasmed as her womb would have done had she been getting her cunt eaten. This meant a flurry of farts. Becky couldn't get enough of them, finding their pungent vapor as delicious as a mouthful of pussy juice.
Of the threesome, the only one not sucking something and able to speak was Lisa. And now, aware of what her cousin was doing to her mother at the other end of the couch, she voiced her desire to have the same thing done to herself.
"Eat my ass, Mom, the same way Becky's doing to you," she told her mother. "And use your tongue down there. Plenty of it."
Sarah immediately delivered. Slick with pussy juice, her tongue slid up her daughter's ass tunnel like a knife cutting through warm butter.
"What a super trip," Lisa panted. "Getting it up the ass makes me feel so low-down and dirty, just the way I want to feel."
She came, experiencing her first anal climax ever. Orgasmic farts sputtered down the chute of her ass, popping in her mother's mouth.
And, of course, at the same time Sarah's ass was responding pretty much the same way to Becky's ass-tonguing assault. It would continue this way for several minutes and when it stopped it would only be because the three female lovers were ready to shift gears on their lesbian merry-go-round and try something different.
It looked like a long afternoon, with Becky, Lisa and Sarah set to explore every kind of pleasure available to three horny women. For the time being, at least, the last thing any of them thought of was men.
CHAPTER NINE
Rob and Randy had looked all over town for Becky and come up empty-handed. Now, in desperation, Rob was ready to play his ace in the hole.
"The cops?" Randy said when he found out where his cousin was driving them. "What can they do? Sure, Becky's pretty wild. But I remember enough from my law books to tell you they don't bust you in this state for getting fucked without your brother's permission."
"Everything doesn't go by the books," Rob answered. "Like I told you before, I've got connections in this town. Hate to call in favors, but I haven't been giving those boys in blue cases of bonded bourbon for Christmas just because I'm a nice guy. Least they can do is have the dispatcher put out a pick-up call on Becky over their radio."
Impressed, Randy chuckled, "Pretty good. Sneaky enough that I wish I'd thought of it myself. But then I guess that's why I'm going to be working for you, instead of the other way around."
At police headquarters, Rob got all the cooperation that free booze could buy. The desk sergeant told him not to worry, they'd try and find his sister if that's what he wanted, no questions asked. and as his end of the bargain, Rob made a mental note to buy a better brand of whiskey this Christmas.
"Well, thanks, O'Hara. You know where to reach me if you find her," Rob said to the red faced cop as he and Randy turned to leave.
And then they froze, stopped in their tracks by a very familiar adolescent voice from the next room.
"Look, I'm telling you, I know you've got my car down here," the boy insisted.
"And I'm telling you, sonny boy, you've got your head up your ass," a tough cop growled. "Now get the hell out of here before I run you in for bugging me while I'm trying to eat my lunch. My old lady's tuna fish is bad enough without you in my face to go along with it. Just beat it, kid, beat it."
The boy stomped out of the room into the next one, muttering under his breath with frustration. Then seeing the two men standing there staring at him, he, too, froze.
"Rob, Randy," he said with surprise to his adult cousins. "What are you guys doing here?"
"We were just going to ask you the same thing, Tommy," Rob answered, his nose twitching as if he literally smelled something suspicious in the air. "C'mon, let's go outside and talk about it. Could be that this is more than just a coincidence."
They went out into the parking lot. Rob, Tom and Randy all took turns looking at each other, wordlessly communicating about a possible reason behind their strange meeting. Then all three of them said the same name together.
"Becky."
And there were nods all around. Now all that remained was for each side to fill in the other about their pieces of the puzzle.
Rob went first, leaving out as much as he thought he could get away with, while still making it clear to Tom that Becky was missing and it was important that she be found. He'd thought he'd done a good job at skipping over the messy parts, but to his surprise his teenaged cousin responded with a knowing look that went far beyond his years.
"If we're gonna level with each other, let's not do a half-ass job of it," Tom then said. "I know Becky's been fucking around and so do you."
Expecting the worst, Rob tensed up. Along for the ride, Randy just grinned and signaled for Tom to go on.
"I've got no secrets about that bitch anymore after the way she double-crossed me," Tom hissed. "I ought to know what she's been up to since she hit town. Because, damn, I fucked her. Fucked her today."
"Where is she now?" Rob gulped.
"Don't know for sure, but I've got an idea--my place," Tom answered. "Otherwise, why did she get me out of the house by tricking me into coming down here on some phony business about my car? Because that's what she did."
"Why? What's she after over there?" Rob excitedly asked.
"Something tells me it has to do with my sister," Tom guessed after a long pause, dropping another bombshell. "Lisa was there alone when I left. Or at least I thought she was alone."
"Let's go!" Rob snapped.
The three of them piled into the car and sped out of the lot. As they drove through town, Tom filled Rob and Randy in on how Becky had appeared out of nowhere and seduced him. He left out the part about fucking his sister on the same day, though, still protecting Lisa and himself.
Then they were there, storming the house. Not bothering to knock, they spilled through the door like a three-man army. Whatever their expectations, nothing could have prepared them for the sordid slice of reality which now confronted them.
Naked on the sofa, Becky, Lisa and Sarah were too far gone to even react to the noisy intrusion. Stacked in a human sandwich, they had somehow found a way to rub all three of their cunts together at once and made no attempt to quit. It worked well enough that you could see the pussy juice dripping onto the upholstery.
Rob and Tom were stunned into silence. Easygoing Randy, though, had an entirely different point of view.
"What the hell?" he drawled. "No point in locking the barn door when the damned horse is already gone. Can't turn the clock back on what's already happened. Might as well just go ahead and learn to live with it. Maybe even make a few improvements."
That said, he casually unzipped his pants. There was nothing casual, however, about the jutting hard-on he hauled out into the open.
Rigid cock in hand, he walked over to the teeming sofa. The nearest mouth belonged to his aunt Sarah and when he offered her his meat, she swallowed it as deeply as she could with a single slurp and began blowing him.
"Come on in, boys," Randy cheerfully called to his mind-bent male cousins. "The water's fine."
Rob and Tom looked at one another, each waiting for the other to make the next move. But neither had the nerve at this point, despite the growing lumps in their pants. So they returned their gazes to the sofa and continued to merely watch.
Randy was fucking his aunt Sarah's mouth now. Her greedy enthusiasm for his huge cock had upset the balance of her arrangement with her niece and daughter, so at this point Becky and Lisa were maneuvering to adapt to the male addition to their little orgy.
They attacked the problem from top and bottom. Bracing herself against an armrest, Lisa arose on the sofa and thrust her blonde cunt into Randy's face, making him eat her. Down below, Becky knelt on the floor and took her cousin's balls in her sucking mouth.
Getting serviced by three women at once, Randy swayed with ecstasy. And on the sidelines Rob and Tom stood there like statues, with their mouths dry and their envy and unused hard-ons mounting.
Then Randy made it even worse for them-- because he came. He came with gushing force in his aunt Sarah's mouth. And as if the volume of jizz his massive cock was capable of shooting on its own were not enough, Becky and Lisa stimulated him further with suction on his balls and a rubbing pussy in his face.
His climax only lasted a matter of seconds, but to Rob and Tom it seemed to take forever. Each was so aroused that, without the other's knowledge, he was in danger of coming in his pants.
Then the orgasmic line was actually crossed on the spectators' side.
A red-faced Tom sheepishly muttered, "I just got off in my britches."
"Me, too," Rob admitted.
They stared at each other's bulging crotches. Sticky, telltale stains had spread across the front of their pants. Then Randy looked over and noticed it, too and broke up laughing.
"Well, how about that? Guess I'm not the only one who shot his wad," he taunted. "Of course, my jizz went someplace a lot better than down my leg."
"Go ahead, laugh your silly ass off, son of a bitch and see what it gets you," Rob defensively replied, clenching his fists.
For a moment it seemed that there might be a brawl. However, Randy kept his cool.
"Hey, fellas, I'm a lover not a fighter," he said, softening the threat of violence with his easy manner. "And since they're three chicks to go around for the three of us, why should any of us sweat it? Share and share alike, that's my motto. Shit, these babes are so horny I couldn't satisfy them on my own, anyway. I flat-out need some help sucking and fucking them."
"He's right, you know," Becky spoke up, with her female companions nodding in agreement. "C'mon, you guys, get with it and join in the fun."
But Rob and Tom still had doubts. So the women in their family were forced to take matters into their own hands.
It was Sarah who went first. She took the most significant route possible, heading straight for her startled teenaged son.
"Would it embarrass you, Tommy," she purred, "if I told you in front of everybody that I've wondered for a long time what it would be like to suck and fuck you? Every mother does, you know. Every mother imagines what kind of stud her little boy is after he starts growing into a man." She knelt in front of him, unzipping his fly.
"Jesus, Mom," Tom gulped.
Her hand was in his open jeans, fumbling in his cum-soaked underwear for his cock.
"Ah, here it is," Sarah sighed, pulling out her son's prick. Tom may have come just moments before, but his young meat had snapped back with full hardness.
"What're you gonna do to me, Mom?" Tom gulped.
"Just what comes naturally," Sarah hungrily answered.
Then she took the head of his cock in her mouth and turned on the suction.
"My own mom... sucking my cock!" Tom kept gulping. "I can't believe it."
"You'd better believe it, kiddo," Lisa teased her brother. "You've got witnesses."
Tom glanced at the rest of the family and saw the approving smiles around the room. Then his eyes fell on his mother and stayed there, taking in the full impact of her actions. She had swallowed at least half of his fat cock by now and was clearly going for the whole thing.
"Why fight it?" Tom finally sighed. "It was just meant to be, that's all."
That said, he loosened up and let his hips roll, pushing his prick even farther down his mother's throat. When he held her head and pushed her face against his crotch, Sarah was blowing him to his balls.
There was no turning back for Tom now. He began guiding the rhythm of his mother's suction while his loins jerked to a steady beat. In short, he was fucking her in the mouth.
Having passed the point of no return, he gasped, "Yeah, eat me, Mom, eat my cock. Make me come for you, Mom. I'll come for you so much."
So it was settled between mother and son. Through the sucking magic of her mouth, Sarah had made Tom part of the family orgy. Which left only Rob on the outside looking in. But not for long if Lisa had her way.
Poor Rob. In a way he had started the incestuous ball rolling that had eventually consumed his family when he'd fucked his sister Becky years ago. Never had he believed that it would lead to this.
For here was his naked teenaged cousin Lisa, just about the same age his sister had been when it had all started. The last young girl Rob had fucked was Becky. And now Lisa was turning back the hands of time, coming on to him in the special way that only someone her age could do.
Rubbing her silky curves against his tense body like an alley cat in heat, Lisa purred to Rob. "I was a virgin until just today. So I still have plenty to learn from a macho man like you. You can do anything you want to me and I'll be grateful. Anything."
Rob's self-control was leaving him fast, like air seeping out of a punctured tire. Yes, he admitted to himself, he wanted this beautiful young girl who happened to be his cousin. Wanted her as much as he'd wanted his sister all those years before.
And now Lisa was taking off his pants. Suddenly he was stripped from the waist down. He could feel the hot blood trapped in his throbbing cock. Then his kneeling cousin's small but perfect tits were rubbing against his cock and balls and once again, incest's lure had totally claimed him.
"Anything?" he repeated the terms Lisa had previously suggested to him.
"Just try me," she hotly answered.
"Do you like it in the ass?" Rob anxiously asked.
"I don't know for sure. Becky and mom ate my ass and it was super. But when it comes to guys, I'm still cherry where I shit," Lisa murmured in reply, her girlish tone making the vulgarity of her words seem charming. "You'll just have to fuck me back there with your big cock for both of us to find out how much I dig it."
Then, without delay, Lisa had wheeled around and was up on all fours posed in front of Rob like a bitch during mating season. However, she covered her rear-spread cunt with her hand so her round, red asshole was the focal point.
"Oh, hurry up and fuck me! Fuck me where I shit!" Lisa eagerly called over her shoulder, continuing to speak in a way that was as sexy as Rob had ever heard.
But he did not stick his cock into her tight, young asshole. No, not just yet. There was something else he wanted to do first. Something that would make ass-fucking her perfect as far as he was concerned. And her gutter language gave him the perfect opportunity to make his move.
"You shouldn't talk that way," he lectured, his cock twitching with excitement. "It's cheap. Only bad, little girls talk like that. And bad, little girls need to be taught a lesson they'll never forget."
A puzzled Lisa had no idea what was coming next. But Becky knew exactly what Rob was up to. After all, she'd been through it enough times herself with her brother when her own ass was involved. Chuckling with anticipation, she hoped Lisa would enjoy it as much as she always had.
Rob's right hand looped in the air, then crashed down across Lisa's unprotected ass with a sharp smack. The surprised teenager, yelped with pain. But when her cousin raised his hand to deliver another blow, she made no attempt to get out of the way. Rob whacked her again.
"Oh, I can dig it. Really dig it," Lisa whimpered with joy. "Spank me some more, Rob. I really deserve it. I've been such a bad, bad girl."
Picking up steam, Rob paddled her ass until it was swollen and bruised. Then as his assault reached its peak, Lisa squealed like a wounded animal and climaxed for all she was worth.
"Don't think I can ever come any harder than this!" she cried, pussy juice running down her inner thighs.
"We'll see about that," Rob hissed, at the top of his macho form.
He thrust his rigid cock straight up her asshole. There was no restraint on his part whatsoever. It was like he fully intended to split her in two.
Lisa couldn't have loved it more. "More! More!" she recklessly begged. "More cock in my ass!"
Rob jammed her ass until the head of his prick was all the way into her bowels and his balls were wedged tight against her cunt. Then he grabbed her hips and started jerking them.
"Kill me! Kill me if you can!" Lisa wailed. "Fuck me to death!"
Totally in command, Rob settled into a groove, pumping his nine inches in and out of her spasming tunnel. And Lisa was so turned on that she added to the pistoning bulk in her ass by reaching between her legs and rubbing her clit with the heel of her hand. The result was that she just kept coming and coming and coming, while her cousin kept fucking, fucking, fucking her.
But they were not alone. For, of course, Lisa and Rob weren't the only show at this family orgy. With a head start, Sarah and Tom continued to put on quite a display themselves.
All the while the passion between mother and son had been steadily mounting, No longer satisfied with merely sucking cock, Sarah had spread herself out on the floor with her cunt wide open. Tom had lowered himself into the valley of her thighs, slipped his huge cock into her tight cunt and now he was fucking her.
Which left Becky and Randy standing there watching. But not for long.
"Looks like it's down to just me and you," Becky chuckled to her hung cousin.
"So it is. What do you think we ought to do about it?" Randy teased.
"That's up to you. I'm just standing here wondering what'll happen next," Becky teased back. "You're the big, macho stud. I'm just a poor, helpless woman."
"Sounds like one of those offers I can't refuse," Randy laughed.
He ran his hand along the heavily veined pole of his massive hard-on. Becky had seen plenty of his cock by now, but her heart still fluttered and her eyes grew wide whenever she checked it out. Most significantly, though, her pussy drooled with desire at the prospect of being fucked by such a monster.
"Now, I'm usually a laid back kind of guy," Randy drawled, casually maneuvering Becky into a corner. "But sometimes I let out the devil in me. Come on a little strong."
"Oh, I'm ready," Becky whispered.
And all at once Randy's large hands were on her ass, lifting her off the floor as if she were a toy. As with any female, being dominated by an overpowering man agreed with Becky. Randy certainly filled the bill. Holding -her aloft, he seemed muscular enough to do anything he wanted to her and make her love it.
"Now we have some fun," he said, effortlessly lifting her so high that she got giddy. Becky temporarily closed her eyes to keep the room from spinning around her.
"Look down," Randy suggested. Then it became a command. "Look down, bitch!"
Becky took a glimpse and that was enough to make her stare. For there was her cousin's twelve-inch cock, a flesh and blood sword curving up toward her hoisted cunt. Nursing a sense of danger, she allowed herself to imagine that it would slice her in half if it went into her.
"Here we go," Randy smirked.
He lowered Becky so her pussy lips separated at the blunt tip of his slanting prick. Then she watched as inch after inch of his rigid meat disappeared inside her gradually lowered cunt.
At first she was numb, feeling nothing, as though her vision were the only sensation she possessed. That changed, though, when that huge cock was finally hiked inside her cunt and holding her up almost by itself. Then, indeed, Randy had let go of her ass and was supporting her weight entirely with the strength of his enormous hard-on.
"Soooo big!" Becky swooned with a combination of delight and awe. "No matter how many times you fuck me, Randy, this prick of yours will put my pussy to the test! Now rip me, rip me!"
Bracing his cousin against the wall, Randy drove his huge tool straight up into her. Then again and again. He was fucking Becky standing up, banging her head repeatedly against the wall with the impact of his surging cock.
Becky moaned something about getting her brains fucked out. It was no joke the way her cousin was bouncing her skull off the plaster. Worth it, though. Ooooh, she dizzily thought, so damned well worth it!
Her jarred brain may have been reeling, but that just added to the excitement. The rest of her senses were in a jumble, too. In fact, the only part of her being that had not been reduced to quicksilver was her cunt. And with razor-sharp intensity it grooved on every thick inch of Randy's upper-cutting cock, making Becky feel as if her whole body had turned into one big fucked pussy.
She wasn't the only woman in the room, however, who had allowed a big cock inside her to take control of her mind and body. It was a family orgy, after all, with the more people fucking the merrier.
There was Sarah, taking thrust after thrust of her son Tom's teenaged prick in the same cunt that had once delivered the boy into the world.
And Lisa, getting her spanked ass fucked by her cousin Rob's lunging hard-on.
The room was overwhelmed by the sights and sounds and smells of multiple fucking. The climaxing women listened to one another's orgasmic moans, each spurring the others on.
The men grunted like animals. None of them had come yet but one of them was bound to shoot his wad before long. When it finally happened it was almost fate that a chain reaction of spurting jizz would follow, until all three cocks were unloading at once.
Which was exactly how it happened.
Tom was the first to crack, bellowing, "Take it, Mom! Take my cum in your cunt!"
To Sarah's delight, his young prick exploded with a torrent of teenaged jism into the pussy that had given him birth. She happily squealed that there was so much of it, she couldn't hold it all. Then, true to form, even as her son's cock kept spurting, the overflowing cream began trickling down her thighs.
Then it was Rob's turn. Suddenly his ass-fucking prick was flooding Lisa's asshole with liquid heat. She shuddered like she was dying, then shouted something about being certain she'd live forever.
Randy was last to shoot his wad. And best as far as Becky was concerned, since it was her cunt taking the abrupt eruption of cum from his giant cock. Her womb filled with it. Then, because they'd fucking standing up, the jizz started oozing down the walls of her pussy and dripped to the floor.
Of course before the day was over, the girls would keep switching -partners until each had fucked all the guys. But it wouldn't get any better than this first ride in the merry-go-round. Then again, it didn't have to. You can't improve on perfection, no matter how much fun it is to try.
CHAPTER TEN
On the morning of her mother's funeral, Becky awoke to a cold, rainy day. The heater in the motel was on the blink and as she dressed she could see her own breath. Maybe it was the weather, or just simple depression about the burial, but Becky wound up with a permanent chill.
Ready to go, she called a cab to take her to the mortuary. Any one of her family would have been glad to give her a ride, but she thought it was better to show up alone after all that had been going on. Simple respect for her strait-laced mother motivated her to put a distance between herself and incest on this particular occasion.
Besides, in a more practical sense, once the will was read she would be leaving town forever. Better to start cutting the family ties now so she could make a clean getaway. Despite all the sucking and fucking, there was no telling how the others would react once they realized she'd promoted herself the lion's share of the inheritance.
The cab honked. But when Becky went outside, a handsome middle-aged man was getting into it ahead of her.
"Hey, you!" she called. "That's my taxi!"
"Then we'll ride together," the man said with an easy smile, holding the door open for her.
"But I'm going to a funeral," an irritated Becky answered when she caught up with him.
"So am I," the man said. Then, after a pause, he added, "I believe it's your mother's."
When she heard this, all Becky could do was dumbly nod. The man took her hand, helped her inside the cab and the next thing she knew she was sitting beside him on the way to the mortuary.
Glancing over at him, Becky couldn't help but be impressed by his distinguished good-looks. As she always did when she was with an attractive man, she automatically let her eyes wander toward his crotch. This time she took a deep breath, because the bulge between his legs was so big it could only mean a hard-on. He was definitely hung.
"You say you're going to my mother's funeral," she said to him. "Do I know you?"
"From way, way back," he answered. "I, uh, wouldn't mind getting reacquainted," Becky heard herself say, the husky words coming out before she even had a chance to know they were on the way.
The man looked at his expensive gold watch and smoothly said, "The funeral's scheduled at eleven. We have at least a half an hour together if that's the way you want it."
"I do," Becky homily admitted, placing her hand on his cock's mound and feeling it throb to her pressing touch.
"Pull into that alley and park the cab," the man told the driver. "Then go find something to do for a few minutes and you'll be ten dollars richer."
That suited the cabby just fine. When they were alone in the alley, a turned-on Becky couldn't unzip her fellow passenger's swollen fly fast enough.
"I just know you're hung," she excitedly murmured as she fumbled inside his silk shorts.
Then, hauling his stiff prick out into the open, she took a long, deep breath.
"But, mmmm," she panted, "this is even better than I expected."
His cock was massive. Even larger, Becky guessed, than the ones in her family. She wasn't even sure if she could get the whole thing in her mouth but she sure was going to try.
Down her lips slurped over the bell-shaped head. The taste was tangy, all-man. And Becky's mouth inched downward, while she began to finger the stranger's hairy balls.
"You suck a lot of cock, don't you?" he casually said to her as she swallowed him deeper.
Becky nodded that it was true. She assumed his remark as a direct response to the expert blow-job she was giving him. But the stranger had a surprise in store for her.
He said, "I've been keeping track of you since you came to town. You've been a very busy girl."
Becky choked.
"Let me see," the man continued. "There was your brother, Rob, Your uncle Vic. and your cousins, Randy and that young boy, Tom. That's not to mention, uh, shall we call it, your experiment with your aunt Sarah and her daughter, Lisa. Yes, you do get around, my dear."
"Wh-who are you?" Becky gulped with a mouthful of cock.
"Why don't I just say for now," the stranger answered, "that I'm somebody who's very interested in what you do with your time."
Becky had no choice but to suspect the worst about the man whose cock she'd been sucking. Probably he was a private investigator, she thought, hired by someone in the family to get the goods on her. Her mother's will must have a moral's clause in it, she reasoned and this was an attempt to cut her out of her share of the inheritance.
Desperate, she told the stranger, "Listen, give me a break. I'll make it worth your while. Whatever they're paying you, I'll give you more."
He laughed. "Just keep sucking, little girl. That's all I want from you now."
During her attempt to strike a bargain, Becky had let his cock slip from her mouth. Now he jammed it back in and pushed her face down in his lap so she was forced to deep-throat him.
When his crotch started bucking, Becky abruptly forgot about anything but getting fucked in the mouth by his surging boner. She couldn't help it, despite her misgivings. It was simply her nature to suck this or any other cock as hard as she could, regardless of the circumstances.
Results were not long in arriving. The stranger started to sweat and groan, the first cracks so far in his polished armor. And like a fighter with an opponent in trouble, Becky automatically went in for the kill.
She sucked that huge cock better than she'd ever sucked any cock. The stranger squirmed as though the backseat of the taxi were a griddle.
"Oh, you've done it to me, little girl," he gasped. "Really done it to me."
He came in her mouth. It was the thickest, hottest, sweetest jizz Becky had ever tasted. She couldn't get enough of it. When his prick slowed to a dribble, she nursed the fat head like it was a nipple and massaged his balls to draw out anything extra there was to swallow.
Then, just after she had finished, the cab driver reappeared. He winked knowingly as the stranger hurriedly zipped his fly and Becky wiped her face. Then he drove them the rest of the way to the funeral, with the taxi so silent that you could hear the tires rolling along the rain-slicked pavement.
At the mortuary, Becky and the stranger wordlessly separated. But when they were on opposite sides of the chapel she couldn't take her eyes off him, as he stood apart from the rest of the seated mourners.
Finally Becky could stand the suspense no longer. Just before the services were scheduled to begin she turned to her uncle Vic, who was seated next to her and asked the question which had been burning a hole in her mind.
"Who is that man?" she whispered, gesturing with her eyes at the mysterious stranger across the room.
"You don't want to know," Vic nervously replied and Becky was certain that she was on to something big.
"Tell me," she insisted.
Vic shook his head. Meanwhile, the minister was clearing his throat beside the casket. With the chapel hushed, it was, Becky realized, the perfect time to embarrass her uncle into coming clean.
She reached into his lap and grabbed the outline of his cock. Even limp, it was so large it was easy to find. Then she squeezed, putting on the pressure.
"I won't let go unless you tell me everything," she silently mouthed her threat, her nails biting through her uncle's trousers into the meat of his prick so it had to hurt. "Who is that man and why is he here?"
Fortunately, there was a final selection of organ music before the minister took over. During it, a red-faced Vic accepted defeat and nodded that he would deliver the truth. The only question now was whether Becky could accept it.
"That man," Vic mumbled under the cover of the music, "he's... he's... "
"Yes?" Becky panted with anticipation.
"Your father."
All at once Becky thought she would faint.
But now that she had started, Vic didn't stop, rapidly whispering, "Your father was never hit by any truck the night he was supposed to have been killed. He just disappeared and your mother made up the story to save face. That's why she supposedly had him cremated, so she wouldn't have to explain why there was no body."
Becky felt like she was sinking. Her father alive? The man whose cock she had sucked just minutes ago?
"Once he was on his own," Vic hurried continued, while there was still time, "your dad had a change of luck. Became a wealthy man. He felt guilty about how he'd treated your mother and started sending her a check every month. That's where the money in the will came from. So now you know, Becky, now you know. The whole story."
There was one last strain from the organ.
During it, Becky looked at her uncle and gulped. "I sucked his cock. I sucked my own father's cock and he came in my mouth."
Vic was speechless. It was a good thing, because the minister had started talking and the funeral had begun.
And Becky just sat there, not hearing a word of the tribute to her mother's memory. All she could think about was cock, her father's cock. That great, big, hard cock that had filled her hungry mouth with so much delicious cum. And she knew that she not only had to suck it again, but that it was destined to fill her cunt and fuck her better than she had ever been fucked before. For never had she wanted any man as much as she wanted her own father.
The services seemed to last forever. As it dragged on, Becky's pussy went from tingling to burning. It was so wet she felt like she was sitting in a sticky puddle.
"I've got to have him," she vowed under her breath as if she were praying. "Got to fuck him."
And then, from across the chapel, her father looked directly her way. Even at that distance there was erotic electricity in the meeting of their eyes. Without being touched, Becky let out a soft moan and climaxed on the spot.
When the services were finished and the mourners began filing from the chapel to go to the cemetery for the burial, Becky drifted automatically toward her waiting father. When she reached him, he took her arm and they left together to say their final good-byes to the woman whose death had brought them together again after all these years.
At the grave site, the rain continued until Becky's mother was lowered into the ground. Then, as she went to her rest, the clouds parted and a brilliant burst of sunlight abruptly drenched the plot with its warm glow.
It was such a good sign that Becky wanted to blurt out with joy. But, of course, that was out of the question. So she kept quiet and slowly guided her father away from the others.
Then, at last, they were alone in a secluded part of the cemetery. Becky wasted no time in making her feelings known.
"Here!... Now!" she said to her father, already beginning to take off her clothes. "You and me."
"You crazy little girl," he sighed when her blouse was open and she unhooked her bra so her bare tits fell free.
"You know it was meant to be, Daddy," she purred, making herself nude from the waist up.
"Yes," he sighed, matter-of-factly unzipping his bulging fly.
Now Becky was wriggling out of her skirt. Her panties were the skimpiest of bikinis, clinging to her crotch like a second skin, stained with pussy juice.
"Show me yours, Daddy and I'll show you mine," she girlishly teased her father.
He took a deep breath and pulled out his throbbing hard-on. And Becky peeled away her panties so she was stark naked. When he saw her cunt, her father took an even deeper breath.
"Yes, Daddy," Becky cooed, "it's shaved. My pussy doesn't have a single hair on it. Just like I was a little girl for you again."
She eased down to the grass, falling back on her ass and spreading her legs. As he crawled between her thighs, her fingertips caught her pussy lips and pulled them as far apart as they would go.
"Fuck me, Daddy," Becky beckoned. "Fuck your little girl with your big, strong cock."
Her father dropped to his knees, gripping his jutting prick. The swollen head moved toward the yawning target of Becky's waiting cunt. Then made contact. Just a little at first, but enough to moisten the blunt tip with leaking pussy juice and send shivers along Becky's spine.
"Stick your cock all the way into my cunt, Daddy," she begged. "Fuck me hard, fuck me deep, fuck me now!"
Her father's crotch bucked. Like a sharp stake, his long cock drove into her wet pussy, making it squish.
"Oh, God, it's such a big, big cock... soooo big in my pussy," Becky moaned.
Her cunt was hilted now. She locked her legs around her father's waist and began jerking him to and fro on top of her.
"Fuck me... fuck me... fuck me," she panted with every stroke of his prick.
"Baby, I'm giving it everything I've got," her father told her. "Hope it's enough for you. I'm not as young as I used to be."
"Don't worry, Daddy, you're fucking me just perfect," Becky reassured him. "Nobody's ever fucked me better."
"You wouldn't be stringing an old man along, now would you?" he chuckled. "After all, a girl like you can have her pick of all the young bucks she wants."
"But none of them are you, Daddy," Becky replied with all the honesty she could express. "None of them are my own father. This is the fuck every girl secretly dreams of, but most never have the luck or nerve to try."
"I was hoping you'd feel this way. God knows, I've been waiting for this to happen long enough. I'm ashamed to say it, but it's almost been like I was waiting for your mother to die so I'd have an excuse to see you."
"Don't ever apologize for the way you feel, Daddy," Becky quickly replied to her father's confession. "Mom's time was up, anyway and life is for the living. And ooooh, is this living!"
She wiggled her ass for emphasis, twisting her father's cock in her rippling pussy. Then she brought his hand down to the top of her cunt and helped him find her yearning clit.
"That's it," she urged when he touched her magic button. "Rub my clit, Daddy. Rub my clit while you fuck me and I'll come sooo gooooooood for you."
He pressed his thumb against the meaty bud and squirmed it around. It was enough for Becky. Her senses exploded.
"Yes, I'm coming... Coming!... Coming!" she panted, her voice rising to an orgasmic wail.
Her father kept it happening for her, squashing her clit to the bone while his pumping cock fucked her cunt nonstop. To add to her pleasure, he licked her tits and poked the middle finger of his free hand straight up her asshole.
"Come, baby, come!" he spurred her on. Then he closed his mouth over a nipple and sucked it almost to his throat.
"Too much," Becky whimpered from the unbearable pleasure. "You've got me at the breaking point, Daddy."
With a mouthful of tit, her father slurped, "A girl like you never gets too much. We may have been strangers all these years, but that's the one thing I know for sure about my only daughter."
"Oh, Daddy, you're so right," Becky moaned in agreement. "So fucking right. More, more, more."
Now her father chewed on her nipple. And pinched her clit as though he were trying to pop it between his thumb and forefinger. At Becky's backdoor, he rhythmically finger-fucked her asshole. His main instrument of pleasure, though, was still his massive cock, which he hammered into his daughter's tight cunt again and again.
"Now it's your turn, Daddy," Becky finally gasped. "Your turn to come for me. Come in my cunt with your huge cock. Drown me with your hot, sticky jizz."
"It's yours, baby," her father promised. "Couldn't hold off a second longer if my life depended on it, the way your little pussy's fucking my old prick."
His balls jumped in their sac, then churned furiously at the base of his hilted cock. All at once, Becky felt a warm, wet rush which reached all the way into her womb. Her father was climaxing, swamping her pussy with the creamy jizz from his spurting hard-on! The same jizz that had given her life.
"Can you feel it?" her father asked her in what Becky was sure was the understatement of the century. "Feel daddy's cum in your cunt?"
"Can I feel it?" Becky snorted. "God, it's only filling me up like my whole body was hollow, just waiting to take all that cum."
"Afraid you just got the last of it, baby," father now said to daughter, pinching off a final blast of liquid heat at the depths of her fucked cunt. "Not a drop more where that came from."
"But your cock's still stiff. I can feel it with my cunt," Becky quickly noted, squeezing with her pussy muscles. "No matter how much you've just come, it'd be a total shame to stop fucking now and waste a hard-on like that."
"Know how long it's been since I fucked anybody twice in a row without stopping?" the old man asked. "Not since I was a lot younger than you. More like that boy of your aunt Sarah's, Tommy--his age."
"You're only as young as you feel, Daddy," Becky urged her father to keep himself in action. "And I'd say Tommy doesn't have anything going for him that you haven't got. I ought to know. I've fucked you both."
"I don't know, little girl. I wouldn't want to start something I can't finish when it's been so good for us so far."
"And I know how to make it even better. Trust me," Becky assured her father.
He sighed, "You're the boss, sweetheart."
And she pulled his cock out of her oozing pussy and guided its head into the hole a notch below.
Her father asked, "You sure you want it down there, baby?"
"Right up my ass, Daddy!" Becky eagerly answered. "Fuck me right where I shit with every inch of your big cock!"
Her father's crotch lurched before he had a chance to think about it. And his prick jammed its way into Becky's tightest hole with a thrust that was slicked with pussy juice from the previous fuck.
Becky lifted her legs over her shoulders, tipping her naked body so all twelve inches of cock could drill straight down her rear chute. Climaxing immediately, she felt her bowels gurgle and pivoted on the grass with her shoulders, jerking her father's hilted meat within her.
He told her she was right, there was no way he'd lose his hard-on now. Fucking her ass was even better than fucking her pussy. Damn, he declared, if he didn't think that he was actually going to wind up coming all over her again.
Becky told him, "I don't just think you'll come for me, Daddy, I know it. Your cock feels like a gun in my ass, just waiting to go off."
"Then pull the trigger any time you're ready, little girl. Make me shoot it."
"How about now, Daddy?"
"Couldn't be better."
As her father sank his prick to his balls in her raised ass, Becky squeezed with all her strength. Her father gasped as though he were having a heart attack from the pressure her anal vise put on his buried prick. But in the next instant the color returned to his face and he was an ageless stud.
When his cock erupted deep in Becky's asshole, he whooped as though he'd discovered the fountain of youth. He had even more cum to give her this time than before, becoming more potent the more he fucked his daughter.
As for Becky, she may have been practically jack-knifed under her father's pressing weight, but in the realm of her senses she was flying. Flying on the wings of a female orgasm that was every bit as intense as her father's male version.
An experience that was as powerful as this for both partners could only last a short time. But for Becky and her father it seemed to overshadow the rest of their lives. Nothing would ever be the same for either of them again. And they both thanked God for that.
"Daddy, you've got to take me away with you," Becky sighed when they finally broke apart. "When I leave this town I want to know we'll be together."
"You're a beautiful, young woman with your whole future still in front of you," her father told her. "What do you need with an old man like me?"
"It's simple, Daddy," Becky answered. "I'll never be the woman I want to be unless I'm with you. Anything else will just be existing. You say my whole future is in front of me? Only if you take me with you. Otherwise, I might as well be dead."
Her father looked into her eyes as though he could see the depths of her soul. "Yes," he said, "you're telling me the truth. I prayed it would turn out this way, but never believed it really would."
"Believe, Daddy, believe. You're stuck with me now. Permanently."
"I'm either the luckiest man in the world, or the damndest old fool there ever was."
And then Becky was swept up in her father's arms and cuddled like the little girl she had once been and would always be from now on. Naked in the sun, father and daughter were on their way to forever together.
