Sarah Sheldon was jacking her brother off behind the furnace in the basement when they heard their mother calling them from upstairs.
Her fist slowed down and the two teenagers stared at each other, both disturbed by the interruption. Sarah was the older of the two. They were both virgins, but they had been giving each other hand-jobs for several months now. And they were avidly looking forward to when they would have an opportunity to do naughtier things together.
So far, their family fun had been limited to occasions like this one, in the basement or the garden shed, situations where they were unable to get really comfortable or to get fully undressed for fear of being caught.
They weren't planning to actually go all the way, not as far as fucking, anyhow, but they were really eager to get naked and fool around together on a bed.
Sarah and Eddie had thought they would get the chance this weekend, while their parents were out of town. And the pleasant prospect had made them both so hot that they had sneaked down for a frig-off in the cellar.
But now their mother was calling them.
Sarah's hand faltered on Eddie's cockshaft, and the two siblings both groaned in disappointment - Eddie because he was almost ready to shoot his cum-load, and his sister because she dearly loved to feel his prick pulse and to see his hot, thick fuck-juice come shooting out of his prick.
Their mother called again.
Sarah started to take her hand off her brother's formidable fucker. She was a very pretty girl, with a curly mane of ebony hair, dark flashing eyes and a sensuous-looking mouth. Her tits were plump and nubile and her ass was round and saucy, molded in her tight jeans.
Eddie caught her by the wrist.
He was a handsome, athletic young man, although at the moment his face was all twisted by fuck-lust.
"Don't stop!" he urged.
"But, Mom..."
"I'm all set to shoot!" Eddie croaked.
"Yeah, but what if Mom comes down here looking for us and catches us at it?" Sarah said, frowning and concerned by the possibility.
It would sure be embarrassing if Mom found her playing with her kid brother's cock.
Eddie winced at her reasoning, but then his face brightened with a thought of his own.
"Yeah, but I can't go upstairs with a great big fucking hard-on, can I?" he rasped. "If Mom sees a big bulge in my jeans, she's gonna suspect something, right? Jeez, Sis - you gotta empty my balls, for sure."
Sarah could see sense in his words. His cock was sticking out of his open fly, hard as a crowbar. She didn't even think he would be able to stuff his prick back into his jeans in such a swollen condition.
"Well, hurry up and cum, then," she moaned.
"Yeah-yeah - any second," he assured her.
Sarah gazed down at his cock for a moment before she resumed stroking it. She was inexperienced, and her brother's prick was the only one that she had ever seen naked and stiff. But she felt pretty sure that his cock was a whopper, even without having any basis of comparison.
It was a shapely fuck-tool, as well as being massive. The purple cockhead was a fat, mushroom-shaped slab and the cockstalk was long and thick and seamed up the underside by a dark, pulsing vein as thick as her little finger.
She had hauled his balls out along with his prick, and they were inflated like balloons at the hilt of his cockshaft, full of a very promising cum-load. It always amazed and delighted the girl to see how much jism her brother spurted out when he came.
Usually when she jacked him off, Sarah liked to take her time about the task. She loved the feeling of a pounding prick in her fist. And she liked to play with his balls, too, and feel them swell larger and heavier as his cum-load sloshed around in the hairy bags.
But under the present circumstances, the girl knew she was wiser to just beat his meat to the creamy conclusion as quickly as possible.
She began to skim her fist up and down, then tightened her grip and pumped vigorously. As her hand pulled up, his foreskin rolled like a fleshy carpet over the ledge of his wedge-shaped cockhead. And as she pumped down toward his balls that swollen purple slab flared out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike.
Eddie threw his head and shoulders back and thrust his belly and hips out, angling his prick upward as Sarah's hand flew up and down his prickshaft.
Again, their mother called, starting to sound a bit annoyed by this time.
But Eddie barely heard her now. His blood was pounding and drumming in his ears. And so much of that blood had rushed into his cock that the youth was dizzy and light-headed.
Sarah heard, however, and with a whimper, she began to frig so fast that her little fist was a mere blur as it stroked his prick.
"C'mon ... c'mon ... shoot off!" she moaned.
His rock-hard cock hammered violently and she could feel it expanding, becoming almost too thick for her to span the cockshaft in her fist.
His lips drew back from his teeth in a grimace and he began to pant like a steam engine. Her fist pushed down and the head of his prick towered up almost as high as his breastbone, looming like a club from her hand.
Pre-cum had started to ooze from his piss hole, lathering the bloated lump of his purple cock-knob so that it looked like a fat plum lathered in whipped cream.
A gasp burst from his lips.
"Here it cums, Sis!" he wailed.
He arched deeper, fucking through her fist as his fat balls erupted.
Sarah squealed. She could feel his cum rushing up through the hard core of his cockstalk and knew the boiling geyser was on the way.
Her pretty little face tilted down as she stared at the head of his cock in anticipation.
The first jism jet sped from his piss hole, rising high into the air. The creamy glob hung suspended for a moment, floating like a cumcloud, then starting to drop back down as his sister jerked another spurt out.
Her pumping fist frigged out wad after wad. The thick cum was spraying all over the place, hitting the concrete wall, splashing on the floor, towering up so high that it damned near hit the ceiling.
A creamy shot of cum flew over Sarah's shoulder in a looping trajectory and landed, skidding, among the storage crates in the corner. Her head almost spun around as she watched that gooey glob rocket away. Another spurt of jism came hurtling from his flaring cock-knob and splattered on the furnace, sizzling and steaming on the hot metal.
Working steadily, Sarah milked his cum-load to the dregs.
With his balls slack and dangling now, Eddie staggered back. His slippery prick slid from her fist and, starting to soften, swung around in front of his trembling loins, still dripping cum.
The boy grinned with contentment.
"Where in hell are you brats?" shouted Jane Sheldon, their mother.
Eddie began to cram his drained cock back into his tight jeans. Even now that his balls were voided and his cock had begun to shrink and soften, the boy had a hard time stuffing the formidable fucker into his fly. And when he zippered it in, his prick still showed in prominent outline. But that couldn't be helped. And since his prick was no longer stiff, he wasn't too worried about it.
It even turned him on a little to think that his voluptuous mother might notice the contours of his cock.
Sarah had been watching him pack his prick into his jeans, grinning impishly at his efforts. Then she looked at her hand. Her fingers were dripping with cock cream, and the stuff had pooled up in her palm. With her left hand, she fumbled in the back pocket of her jeans, looking for a hanky. Finding that she didn't have one, she glanced around for a cloth or rag.
But there wasn't a cum-mopper in sight.
Sarah turned away from Eddie, then glanced sideways to make sure he wasn't watching her. With a really wicked smile, the girl brought her cummy hand up to her mouth and began to lap the cum up.
She told herself that she had no choice, that she was simply getting rid of the incriminating evidence before she went upstairs to confront her mother.
But she had to admit her brother's cum was scrumptious as the flavor tantalized her taste buds.
Eddie was paying no attention to her, and Sarah took the opportunity to lap his cum from her palm, like a kitten at a saucer of cream, then stuck her fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean.
His jism was really yummy!
Sarah just knew that it must be a real kick to suck on a mouthful of cock and to swallow the results.
Maybe this weekend, with the house to themselves, she would give Eddie a blow-job, she thought.
Chapter 2
"Aw, Mom!" Sarah squawked.
"Jeez, we ain't little kids," Eddie protested.
Jane Sheldon had just informed them that Aunt Susan was going to stay at the house to act as a babysitter while she and their father were away for the weekend.
Susan was Jane's unmarried younger sister and the kids were fond of her. But naturally, they were stricken with disappointment at the thought that they were not going to have the house to themselves, after all.
"Gee, you can trust us, Mom," Sarah whined.
"Can I?" the woman asked, sounding as if she weren't too sure about it.
In fact, Jane didn't trust the teenagers one little bit. She was afraid that they might get into the liquor cabinet, or set the house on fire by smoking in bed, or maybe have some of their wild friends over for a raucous party.
She didn't, however, suspect the truth.
It had never dawned on their mother that Sarah and Eddie might be fooling around sexually - although it probably should have, because Jane often had incestuous fantasies of her own concerning her kids.
But she did know that Eddie, at least, was ready for sex, because she had found the slimy evidence many times.
Eddie jacked off a lot - when his sister wasn't doing it for him - and the boy was rather careless and thoughtless about mopping up his cum afterwards.
Jane had found congealed cum in the bathroom sink and in the bathtub, and the boy's handkerchiefs and sheets were always stiff with dried cum. It didn't bother Jane at all to know that her teenaged son was jerking off a lot. In fact it made her horny to think about it and imagine the youth in graphic detail as he pounded away on his prick and pumped his hot cock cream out so abundantly.
Sometimes, when she was in a randy mood, Jane even licked and sniffed his stained sheets, tasting his jism.
She had never found any signs that Sarah might have started playing with her pussy, but she thought it was likely that the girl was just more careful to clean up, or maybe just less juicy than her brother when she creamed.
If she took after her mother, she certainly must be enjoying some finger-fucking, Jane figured. Jane had started frigging her own cunt regularly and avidly by the time she was her daughter's age. And she knew it was natural behavior for a teenaged girl - especially one as nubile as Sarah.
That idea made Jane hot, too.
And Jane happened to be particularly hot, at the moment which was why she had become annoyed when the kids hadn't responded to her summons right away.
She was eager to go upstairs and get a fuck out of her husband, Dan, before they packed for their weekend trip.
It was going to be a naughty weekend. And Jane was looking forward to it enormously. But she wanted to get fucked before they left to take some of the pressure off, so that she wouldn't be squirming around in frustration as she sat on her hot cunt in the car during the drive.
Now, the information passed on to the protesting kids, she said: "There's no good in arguing - I've already phoned my sister, and she's going to be here in an hour to make sure that you behave yourselves."
Eddie groaned and Sarah sighed.
The siblings exchanged a secret glance of disappointment and dismay.
Sarah was even more disappointed than Eddie, at the moment. At least, he had gotten his rocks off in the basement, while her pussy was still uncreamed.
But they both hoped that maybe Aunt Susan would not be too watchful or strict and that they could manage to have some fun together in privacy.
Leaving the kids looking crestfallen and glum - and wondering why - Jane left the room and went upstairs.
Her pussy was bubbling. She could feel her cunt squishing between her lush thighs at every stride. And she could feel trickles of hot cunt juice running down the insides of her legs as she walked down the hall to the bedroom.
Dan had just showered and was wearing only a bath towel around his loins when his wife came in.
"The kids are mad that we don't trust them," Jane said, closing the door behind her.
"Yeah? Well, I guess they figure that they're old enough to be left alone," Dan replied.
It was reasonable enough. Like Jane, Dan was a liberal-thinking parent and didn't care if the kids were sexually active - although, also like his wife, it hadn't dawned on him that the siblings might have become active together.
"Anyhow, why should Eddie mind? he said. He turned and gave Jane a wicked grin. "I wouldn't mind having your sexy sister baby-sit for me."
"Bastard," Jane replied, without malice.
She knew that Dan had the hots for her sister. He'd admitted as much. Jane couldn't blame him, either. Susan was a very desirable lady. And available, as well. That, she had told Jane, was why she had never gotten married - because she didn't want to limit herself to a single prick and, on the other hand, didn't want to be a promiscuous wife.
Jane was wearing only a dressing gown, and now she let the garment fall from her shoulders and stood facing her husband. She had an hourglass figure, a tiny waist surrounded by big, heavy tits and wide, pneumatic hips. Her legs were long and shapely and her ass was firm and shaped like an inverted valentine, sweeping out in luscious curves and then cutting sharply in to the backs of her thighs.
She gave Dan a meaningful look.
He stared appreciatively at her, and knowingly, for her mood was evident in both her facial expression and in the signals of her voluptuous body.
Her nipples were standing out like little rockets ready to be launched and, tucked under the raven-dark triangle of her cunt hair, her pussy was wet and open.
Dan grinned, and the front of the bath towel began to rise like a tent on his stiffening prick.
He let the towel drop.
It slid from around his hips but hung on his cock for a moment, as if it had been tossed onto a hat rack. Then he jerked his prick muscles and as his prick snapped up, the towel fell off.
His cock was long and meaty and the bulging cock-knob was gleaming. His balls, Jane noticed, were satisfyingly full and swollen, like the power plants generating the gleaming of his cockhead.
"That what you want, you lewd woman?" he rasped.
"Yeah - and plenty of it," Jane replied.
He stepped up to her and as they kissed, his prick pressed into her gently rounded belly like a branding iron. His cock was so long that, with his balls pressed against her pussy, the cockhead towered up and damned near brushed against the lower curves of her tits.
Jane squirmed against his prick as she shoved her tongue into his mouth. He held her by the firm cheeks of her ass, pulling he tightly to him. They swapped tongues and saliva as his cock pounded like a jackhammer against her wriggling belly.
Dan's eyes were closed.
'I wonder if the son of a bitch is making believe that I'm my sister,' Jane wondered.
It didn't bother her at all.
Jane often pretended that her husband was her son, in fact, when they were fucking. So she could hardly blame Dan if he had fevered fuck-fantasies of his own.
She slid her hand down between them and cupped his fat balls, squeezing gently and lifting them in her palm as if she were weighing his cum-load.
His lips slipped from hers and he lowered his handsome head onto her heavy tits, licking at the nipples and up the deep cleavage, then sucking those taut tit tips into his lips and nursing on them, his face turning as he paid equal attention to both tits.
Jane's nipples stiffened in his mouth and, as if they were mysteriously connected, his cock stiffened against her stomach.
Then they broke apart and moved to the bed. Neither Jane nor Dan ever required much in the way of foreplay. She had an ever-ready cunt that was always juicy, and his prick got rock hard at the slightest stimulation.
Jane sprawled out on the bed, arching her back and tilting her groin up to the fucking angle. Her knees were lifted and her smooth thighs parted wide.
Her cunt was open in a wide oval, the cunt lips unfurled like the petals of a fleshy blossom and the pussy slot was all flooded.
Her stiff clit was standing out like a little pink stump in a swamp.
Dan turned his hand over and slowly pushed three fingers up into Jane's fuck-hole. Her cunt cream was so thick that it was like fingering a pot of heated honey.
He fucked in and out with his fingers and whipped the edge of his thumb back and forth against her tingling clit like a windshield wiper. That taut bud flared and her pussy juiced even more.
She lay back, enjoying the attention.
Her naughty imagination was working. As her husband finger-fucked her, she was thinking about sexy little Sarah frigging off, even pretending that she was her daughter getting played with by a boy, being naughty in the back seat of a car at the local lovers' lane or the drive-in movie. Then her erotic thoughts switched to Eddie, and she imagined the youth fucking his fingers up a girl's cunt.
And if Dan was making believe that he was fooling around with her sister, so fucking what?
Dan shoved his fingers in knuckles-deep and twisted them around in her cunt. Then he drew them out, all glistening with her pussy foam. He moved between her parted legs and knelt over her.
Jane bridged up to meet him, hiking her hairy cunt up under his looming prick.
Dan, grimacing with passion, folded his fist around the thick hilt of his pounding prick and guided the flaring cock-knob into her gooey cunt gash.
Her cuntlips fluttered and rippled, starting to suck and pull hungrily on his meaty cockhead, dragging that swollen slab a bit deeper into her pussy.
Jane's cunt was like a greedy mouth.
But that was only fair, because Dan often used her mouth for a cunt, too.
He didn't fuck his cock into her right away. Holding steady, with only the cock-knob in her cunt slot, he swayed his hips, levering the meaty purple slab around in her steamy, soaking pussy gash.
"Ooooh-ohhhhh!" she whimpered.
He shifted his cockhead in her open cunt slot like a ladle stirring a cream bowl and rubbed the hot slab against her sparking clit.
Jane jerked spasmodically as that big hunk of cockmeat slid around in her fuck-slot. Her whole body was starting to vibrate and shudder, seemingly galvanized on the end of his electrified prick.
"Ummm - shove that big fucker up me, darling!" the horny woman whimpered, her silken lashes fluttering over her dark, misty eyes and her lips slack and moist and trembling as she panted for his prick.
Dan teased her - and himself - for another minute, dipping only half of his wedge-shaped cockhead into her sodden cunt slot and pumping his prick sinew so that the fat slab flared and expanded.
"Fuck me, damn it!" she cried.
She jerked her pelvis down convulsively, pushing her pussy onto the head of his cock. The wide, purple cock-knob vanished into her pussy and her pliable cuntlips clamped around his prick, collaring his cockstalk just behind the cockhead.
Then her cunt began to swallow his cock.
Dan didn't have to hump at all. Jane's talented cunt was sucking his cockmeat in inch by precious inch, dragging his prick in by suction. Like a vacuum abhorred by her nature, her loins were filling themselves.
Her cunt muscles tightened around his prick in a series of rings that rippled up his prickstalk as if she were jerking him off with her pussy. The wet walls of her cunt clenched, molding themselves to the contours of his iron-hard cock.
She compressed her fuck-hole around his cock and his cock sank in deeper and deeper, as if the core of her cunt were hauling in a meaty cable. Then, with a slurp, the last inch was pulled in and his cock was fucked to the balls up into her smoldering cunt hole.
He held the full penetration, savoring the sweet sensation of having every inch of his thundering fuck-stick buried in hot, wet, clinging cunt - and letting Jane thrill to the joy of having her pussy stuffed to the brim.
They clung together, linked at the loins in a trembling tableau of hot flesh. Jane squirmed on his buried cockmeat, her cuntlips plastered around the hairy cock root and stuck to his groin like a suction cup.
His cockhead was in the very core of her cunt tunnel, surging and flaring like a fiery ember, while his long, thick cockshaft levered and wedged around up the length of her tightly compressed cunt sleeve.
Jane began to fuck first.
She pulled her pussy up and down through a few inches of prick with a slow, sinuous rhythm. The friction of the fuck-strokes caused them both to tremble violently. Then Dan began to move with her, in counterpoint, feeding the cockmeat in as she shoved her crotch down to meet his thrusts.
He drew out until his bulging cockhead was lodged in her cunt slot, and his taut cockstalk stood out between them like a meaty bolt fixing his balls to her groin. Cunt juice steamed from his prickshaft and pearly ribbons of he pussy cream washed down onto his balls.
Then he pounded his fucker all into her again, rattling her hips and bouncing he ass onto the bed.
Jane fucked with him, with equal vigor. She jolted her loins down, engulfing his cock as he rammed it in, then rolled her hips around as he withdrew - so that her cunt was screwing on his cockshaft like a juicy nut winding onto a meaty bolt.
Her pussy was sucking on him so hard that Dan had to tug back hard to pull his prick out against the clinging suction. And when he fucked back in, stuffing her full, cunt cream sprayed from her pussy slot.
He dipped at the knees and fed her a long, rippling, underslung fuck-stroke that heaved her haunches up high above the bed.
Then he hiked his corkscrewing ass up and pounded down from above, so that the length of his slippery cockstalk ran over her clit as it slid into her pussy and he drove her ass down hard into the mattress.
In unison, they began to fuck faster.
Dan slid his hands under her and cupped her by the firm cheeks of her ass, hauling her cunt onto his cock. Jane threw her legs around his flanks, knees hooked, heels drumming on his grinding ass. Then she opened her legs wide again, her feet pedaling in the air above his ass as if she were pumping an upside-down bicycle.
His hot cockmeat hissed up her seething fuck-hole and his swollen balls swung out and slapped against the curves of her ass like the clappers of a meaty bell. His balls felt as hard and as solid as sandbags as they whacked her ass.
Working in perfect harmony, Dan and Jane began to churn together on the cum-strokes, both soaring towards the crest at the same time.
Dan grunted as he fucked the prickmeat to her cunt, and Jane gasped and gurgled as she took it.
As the fucking became even more violent, the bed was rocking and groaning in protest under their lurching bodies.
Naturally, the kids could hear this ...
Chapter 3
"Jeez! " Eddie said with a grin. "Mom and Dad must be fucking up a storm!"
Sarah tilted her head, listening.
"Lucky Mom," she sighed.
"Lucky, yeah - lucky Dad," Eddie replied, thinking of his sexy mother all spread out naked while their father fucked her ass off.
Sarah suddenly looked very cheerful.
"I guess they're gonna be busy for a while, huh? And Aunt Susan isn't gonna be here for an hour and..." She paused, with a demure smile. "And you owe me a cum, Eddie."
Frigging his nubile sister's pussy was never any hardship, and Eddie looked enthusiastic. He held his hand up and wriggled his fingers around as if he were getting them all limbered up for the erotic exercise ahead of them.
"Let's go under the stairs," Sarah suggested.
There was a storage space there where the kids sometimes played around together. And it had the advantage of security because in case their mother or father happened to come back downstairs unexpectedly, the kids would hear them descending and have time to get their clothing closed.
Sarah hopped up, her tits bobbling saucily in her tight cotton tee-shirt. She led the way down the hall and Eddie followed, admiring the pendulum swing of her tight little ass and hips.
He was sure hoping that they got a chance to be naked together pretty damned soon, but even garbed groping was better than nothing. And it was always a thrill to make his sister whimper and pant and cream.
Sarah moved under the stairs and, without any hesitation, began to undo her belt and jeans. She didn't dare to remove the jeans, because then there might not be time to get them on again in case of an interruption. She tugged them down to her knees, then tugged her tiny bikini panties down, too.
The narrow crotchband of the panties was so soaking with the gooey spillage of her pussy that the garment squished as it slid down over her hips. The suction of her cunt held the crotch stuck to her for an instant, as if glued to her groin by the paste of her passion.
Pungent pussy perfume wafted from the girl's crotch as she bared her loins and her brother inhaled the heated fragrance lustfully, gazing at her curly pussy hair.
It was awkward having to frig her cunt with her jeans hobbling her around the knees. But the naughty teenagers had had a lot of experience at furtive finger-fucking and knew all the best ways to approach the job.
Sarah turned her back to Eddie and bent over, placing her hands on a tea chest and hiking her rounded little ass up. Her narrow back arched ands he spread her legs as wide as the restricting jeans would permit.
In that position, her cunt was easily accessible from behind, in a manual version of the doggy-fucking position. Eddie stepped closer and gazed at her creamy pussy gash. Cunt juice gushed from her cunt hole and lathered her crotch. Pearly streaks had seeped into the crack of her ass, and her clit was glistening with the gooey spillage that washed over the taut bud.
Eddie began rubbing the cheeks of her ass and reaching around to cup her firm tits, feeling the nipples swell against his caressing palms.
They could still hear the rattling and rocking of the parental bed, and Eddie thought that he could even feel the floor shaking under his feet, as the whole house was vibrating to the rhythm of that furious fucking. The fabric of the whole structure was echoing the tremors of what had to be a dynamic fuck.
Eddie loved to know that his curvaceous mother was getting fucked silly, and Sarah adored to think about her handsome daddy fucking her mom to jelly.
And, too, they knew that as long as that mother-fucking continued overhead, they would be left alone to enjoy a family frolic of their own.
Sarah jerked her ass around impatiently. It was nice to have her brother feeling up her tits and stroking her flanks and hips. But, under the circumstances, she was eager for him to get to work on her pussy so that they could finish the juicy job before their parents stopped fucking.
Eddie ran his hands up and down the sleek insides of the girl's trembling thighs and rustled his fingers in the raven filigree of her cunt bush, teasing her by avoiding her cunt hole for a while.
"C'mon ... frig me off, Eddie!" she rasped. "My pussy is gonna catch fire if I don't cream soon!"
Eddie chuckled, knowing full well that her cunt was much too wet to burn.
Sarah had her legs as far apart as her half-lowered jeans would permit, and she was shifting her weight from foot to foot and jerking her hips from side to side, her ass swinging in a sensual spiral.
Eddie reached into her crotch from under those shapely asscheeks. He began running his fingertips lightly up and down the open folds of his sister's cuntlips and flicking the tips against her clit.
"Ooooooh!" she squealed, squirming under his caress.
She hiked her ass slowly up and down and ground her cunt gash back onto his stroking hand. He cupped her pussy and cunt-juice pooled up in his palm. He squeezed and felt her overheated pussy ripple as it juiced more.
Dipping his middle finger into her cunt slot, he wriggled it around through the creamy goo. He added a second finger and frigged in and our, then a third. Her pussy nectar was honey thick as he stirred it.
Jamming up her fuck-chute with one hand, he pulled and rolled her clit with the other. Sarah thrashed about under the double caress of both hands, bending low over the tea chest and rising up on her tiptoes so that her ass was thrust up to the highest point of her posture.
As she heaved upward, the trim cheeks of her ass parted, exposing her little puckered asshole.
Eddie pulled his fingers out of her cunt and ran them up through the crack of her ass, his fingers gliding easily on the slippery lubrication from her pussy. He began to gently nudge the tip of his middle finger into her asshole, inserting it slowly as she squirmed against him. His well-oiled finger fucked in and her trim little shit hole fluttered and opened slightly.
He began to finger-fuck her ass, watching his finger as it sank in and drew back out. The youth found his kid sister's asshole very intriguing.
It caused him to speculate on the definition of incest.
Fucking her cunt was obviously incest.
But what about that tight little asshole?
What about her sexy mouth?
He wasn't sure, and the dictionary had been mysterious and vague about it. But the horny lad was sure hoping to experiment with such variations as soon as he and Sarah had the opportunity.
He knew his sister was as enthusiastic as he was and, although they would probably stop short of actually fucking, he figured she would be game for anything else.
Limited to a simple hand-job by circumstances now, however, Eddie began to work on her asshole and her cunt at the same time. He slipped three stiffened fingers up into the girl's cherry cunt tunnel and shoved his middle finger up into her shit chute.
Sarah moaned with pleasure as the eager youth frigged into her twin fuck-holes. Her lithe young body swayed over the packing crate, tits hanging down and bobbling saucily about in her white cotton tee-shirt, the stiff nipples pooching the tight material out in twin peaks.
She rose onto her toes, feet arching, then dropped back onto her heels, riding in the saddle on his hands. Her ass and hips jolted in a fucking motion.
Eddie finger-fucked both of her tight chutes simultaneously for a few minutes, then began a two-stroke action, pushing into one slot as he pulled out from the other, and vice versa. His probing fingers passed inside the girl's trembling loins like trains in a tunnel.
Sarah could feel his finger fucking into her in rotation, separated only by the slender membrane that divided her shit chute and cunt tunnel.
Her cunt hole was sucking on his fingers, and he whipped his thumb against her clit as he finger-fucked into her pussy. Her asshole was pulling tightly on his other finger.
Cunt juice streamed down her thighs, the foamy cascade seeping down into the crotch of her half-lowered jeans. That flow was getting hotter and thicker as the nubile teenager rose towards the peak and her cunt juice started to transform itself into girl-cum.
"Unghhh-unggggh!" she grunted, jerking back steadily, her head spinning with the sensation.
"Cream, Sis - get off!" her brother urged her.
The marital bed was really rocking and rolling and rattling away upstairs now, and Eddie was working desperately to bring his sister off before the overhead fucking had finished. He could hear his father grunting and his mother moaning, and the sounds inspired him. His prick was getting hard as a stone again, but he ignored it, selflessly aware that it was Sarah's turn to get her rocks off.
He fed a finger-stroke up into her shit tunnel, then pumped a finger into her cunt. His hands were working like pumps, alternating the thrusts into the girl's seething loins.
Eddie thought that his fingers must be blistering as they plunged into her hot fuck-holes. He could feel her melting around his probing fingers.
"Cumming ... cumming!" Sarah gasped. "Ummmmm-ahhhhh ... I'm creamin', Eddie!"
Her pelvis danced as she leaned over the tea chest and jerked through the spasms of her joy. Her lovely face was a mask of lust, raven hair tumbling like ink across her cheeks.
She peaked, then peaked again.
Eddie kept on frigging her with both hands, moaning, himself, as he shared the pleasure of her climax. He bent over her ass, nostrils flaring as he inhaled the fragrance of her cunt cum.
With a happy sigh, Sarah slumped over the crate and slowly sank down onto her knees, as if about to worship at the altar of her orgasms.
Eddie's fingers slipped from her fuck-holes as she slid down, and the lad stood over her on shaky legs, grinning, pleased at having creamed her off - and looking forward to the next time she returned the favor.
From above came a tremulous wail.
"Boy, Mom sure is a loud fuck," said Eddie.
Upstairs, Jane knew that she was making a lot of noise and that the kids might hear her, but she could not restrain herself as she soared to the creamy crest.
She had rolled her curvaceous body right up into a hoop now, her knees drawn up on either side of her face as Dan pounded down into her cunt on the cum-strokes.
Her cunt dissolved and his prick splashed into that melting caldron as if he were sinking it into quicksand. Her sucking pussy squished loudly and the woman cried out again, abandoned to the rapture of cumming.
Dan added a gasping wail to her joyful cries, fucking in as his balls exploded. His jism poured into her pussy in a steaming stream, sloshing into the pool of her girl-cum. He jerked back and blew another wad of cum out on the recoil, then buried his prick and drenched her pussy with more fuck-foam.
He held her by her upthrust ass and heaved her around on his cock as he drained his cum-bags in spurt after spurt, flooding her fuck-hole with his thick cock cream.
Then, spent, he slumped over her, panting.
Jane jerked under him for a moment, working off the last spasms of her cumming on his drained cock. Then they lay together in a contented embrace.
It had been a lovely way to start a naughty weekend, Jane thought.
Jane and Dan were going out of town, where they were not known and could misbehave without guilt.
But if they had known what was going to happen at the house, they would have stayed home...
Chapter 4
The kids were disappointed that Aunt Susan was going to stay for the weekend and deprive them of the opportunity to have the house all to themselves.
Susan, too, was anticipating a boring weekend.
She hadn't wanted to refuse her sister's request that she baby-sit, but the woman expected to be frustrated as hell. She liked to fuck a lot, and she didn't expect to get any prick at all while staying with her sister's kids.
Susan was a delectable lady, not quite as voluptuous as Jane, but with a body that seemed custom made for sex. Her mouth was wide and full, and she had a habit of running her tongue across her moist lower lip in a way that instantly turned men's minds to thoughts of face-fucking.
She wore her dark hair short and curly - so that when a guy looked down at the top of her head while she was sucking his prick, it was easy to think of her tresses as a luxuriant cunt mound while his cock meat sank into her mouth.
Her long, smooth legs seemed to have been designed to wrap around a man's humping haunches, and her pelvis seemed constructed as a fucking platform.
And all that hot, soft flesh was going to be neglected over the weekend of boring babysitting - or so Susan supposed.
Rather annoyed at her herself for agreeing to baby-sit, Susan threw a change of clothing into an overnight bag. She added some very sexy underwear, thinking it was waste - but she didn't have any underwear that weren't sexy.
She selected her favorite dildo, a huge prick realistically fashioned of hard rubber, with a bulging cock-knob and ridges down the underside of the cockstalk. For want of anything better, she figured that she would just have to fuck herself silly with the handy tool.
She put on a knit dress that clung to her curvy, bouncy body - another waste, she thought, with a sigh - and she paused for a moment, wondering if it would be wise to finger-fuck herself before she left.
She decided not to bother. Hand-jobs only took the pressure off her insatiable cunt for a short time. And she knew that she'd be horny all over again by the time she drove the short distance to her sister's home.
She would wait and give her pussy a good hammering with the rubber prick after she got there, she figured.
Susan lived in an apartment building and kept her car in the basement parking area, where a young man named Andy worked as the attendant.
Andy was sitting in his cubicle by the door, looking at the glossy pages of a girlie magazine when Susan walked in, carrying her overnight bag. His eyes snapped up from the magazine.
Susan was a hell of a lot more exciting than any two-dimensional photograph, he thought.
She flashed him a friendly smile as she passed his cubicle, and he watched her with longing. His tongue was hanging out like a panting dog's. Her delectable ass swung provocatively, tantalizing the horny young man.
Susan could feel his eyes on her and she smiled, basking as always in a man's open admiration. When she slid into her car, she made a point of squirming so that the hem of her dress rode up high on her sleek thighs.
Andy gaped, his jaw hanging open and his eyes bulging out like hard-boiled eggs. His balls bulged more than his eyes as the sight registered on his fevered mind, and his big cock gave a mighty lurch. His prick had already been semi-stiff from his looking at the magazine, but now it turned hard as stone as he stared up the vee of Susan's thighs.
Susan leaned down, pretending that she was adjusting the strap of her shoe. Her tits fell forward in her blouse and Andy could see the deep, smooth line of her cleavage.
Then she straightened and continued to sit half out of the car for a moment, giving the youth a good, long look at her crotch. Susan pretended that she was looking in the glove compartment, searching for something, giving herself an excuse to prolong her flashing.
She had never seduced young Andy, and she really didn't intend to at the moment. She just took great pleasure in flaunting her charms and in turning men on by exhibiting herself so flagrantly.
And Andy didn't for a moment expect to be seduced. Such a possibility was beyond his wildest dreams. Andy was an attractive youth, with bluish-green eyes and curly black hair that hung over his collar. But he had no confidence in his ability to deal with women. In fact, he even felt mildly surprised and extremely grateful to the glossy photos in his magazines when those sexy pictures of big tits and gaping pussies allowed him to jerk off on them. He always half expected the pages to snap shut, rejecting him.
'Jeez,' he thought, 'doesn't she know that I can look right up under her fucking dress?'
She seemed totally unaware of his attentions, however - except for a slight smile playing about her sensual mouth. Still rummaging in the glove box, she even drew one knee up.
Andy was gazing right at her crotch!
Susan was wearing a pair of tiny bikini panties, just a mere wispy of silk drawn tightly across her hips in a taut triangle, like a slingshot into which her cunt had been loaded like a missile.
The aroused attendant could see the shadowed outline of her dark, curly cunt bush through the sheer panties and he saw, too, that the narrow crotchband of the bikini had been dragged up into her cunt gash, as if by suction. A few wisps of glossy black pussy hair curled out on either side and the crotchband, itself, was dark and wet with pussy juice.
He had never seen a photo anywhere near as stimulating as that gorgeous reality. Andy began to wheeze and sway around in the booth as his hard-on got so heavy and huge that it was almost throwing him off balance.
His eyes were still bulging out like hard boiled eggs and his brain was becoming egg-like, as well, all scrambled by his tumultuous desire. His stiff prick began to drool pre-cum into his jeans.
He groped down automatically, the motion habitual, and gave his cock and balls a squeeze. It made him gasp and groan.
Andy was in two minds about the situation - wanting the woman to drive off so that he could furiously beat his meat while he remembered that vision of delight, yet also wanting to stare at her spread crotch forever.
His fuck-lust was almost a tangible thing.
Even seated in her car some yards away, Susan could sense the raging heat of the young man's desire.
She glanced at him through lowered eyelashes, her head tilted in a look of speculation.
He was a cute young stud, to be sure. And he obviously yearned for her.
Being wanted always turned Susan on, making her horny and reckless.
His somewhat prominent ears fascinated the lewd lady. If her sexy body seemed designed for fucking, those ears seemed to be fashioned as handles to be used during pussy-lapping.
She considered him for a moment. She figured that she had a long, boring, frustrating weekend ahead of her, and it seemed a shame to pass up the chance of getting fucked before she departed for her sister's home.
And from the way Andy was staring at her, Susan figured that giving him a piece of ass would be an act of charity, giving to a needy cause.
Her smile became impish with lascivious intent. She leaned down to fumble with the strap of her shoe again, then she feigned a sigh of frustration and looked up, all wide eyed like a helpless woman confronted with a physical problem.
"Could you help me, Andy?" she called.
His Adam's apple jumped like a boulder and his jaw dropped. For a moment, he couldn't move. He felt as if he were rooted to the floor of his booth by his huge hard-on, as if the iron-hard rod ran right down his leg, nailing him in place.
"My strap is twisted," Susan explained.
With a great effort, Andy managed to step out from the attendant's booth.
Very much aware of the way that his hard cock was bulging in the front of his jeans, and blushing self-consciously because of it, he began to move towards her. He walked clumsily, his legs practically bowed out around his swollen balls, his stride the rolling gait of a cowboy, even though he was an Eastern boy.
Susan was staring right at his groin as he approached, and it embarrassed the sensitive young man. He knew that she couldn't be openly and immodestly appraising his cock and could only suppose that she was curious as to what made the big bulge, whether he was carrying some wrenches or other mechanic's tools in the front of his jeans.
He lurched up to the car and, stifling a groan, knelt down at her feet. He reached out with fumbling hands and lifted her foot. He frowned, puzzled. The shoe strap didn't seem to be twisted to him.
He unbuckled it without difficulty, supposing that she was a classically helpless woman.
His self-deprecating modesty did not allow Andy to imagine anything else, and it still hadn't dawned on him that Susan might think he was hot stuff.
"Errrr - there you are," he muttered.
"Thank you, Andy. That's much better," she replied.
He glanced up and saw that she was smiling in a strange way. He was totally, confused, blushing and twitching and really ashamed of the way his prick was hammering away. It was lucky for him that she was too innocent to recognize a hard-on, he thought. She would certainly be scandalized, had she known the sordid truth behind that thundering cock-bulge.
A damp patch was spreading out in his crotch as his cockhead bubbled with sticky pre-cum. And his prick felt so heavy now that he wasn't at all sure if he could get back to his feet without assistance.
His naivet� delighted Susan.
Seducing innocent young man was a real treat for her, and she adored cherry boy-cum.
"There's one more thing, Andy. While you're here, there's something else that needs fixing..."
His mouth worked wordlessly and he stared at her like an obedient but confused dog.
"My panties..." she whispered.
Andy gulped, his mind racing wildly. He wondered if he should make a joke of this. He often did that when he was nervous.
"My panties seem to be stuck to my crotch, Andy. Do you think you could pull them loose?"
Now, even Andy began to realize that there was more to this situation than met the eye. This woman was hot!
Susan giggled at the look on his face. She squirmed down to the edge of the, seat and hiked her ass up slightly, her groin thong right before Andy's face.
Andy's cock pounded like a jackhammer and his Adam's apple ran up his neck as if that hammer were ringing a bell. His hands seemed to have a life of their own as they reached out along her naked thighs.
He couldn't believe this was happening. He thought that he must have frigged himself into a blackout and was having a wet dream. That had happened to him a few times.
Hooking his fingers under the elastic band of her panties, he tugged. He saw that she had been telling the truth. The crotchband of those sexy panties was really stuck to her crotch, held there by the suction of her wet cunt. He tugged again, and they came free with a slurp.
Andy, shaking and trembling, drew the panties down her thighs. She wriggled as he tugged them over her hips, then raised a foot, ankle arched, so that he could remove them. He did so blindly, his gaze fixed on her naked cunt.
She raised her other foot. Andy pulled the panties off and dropped them. Susan kept her legs raised, knees slightly bent.
Andy was kneeling right between her gorgeous thighs. He could feel the intense heat of her pussy radiating into his face, as if he were staring into the open doors of a blazing furnace.
"Thank you, Andy," she whispered. "Cunt juice is such sticky stuff, you know - those damned panties were glued to my gash by pussy paste."
Andy was staring up her fuck-hole like a devout worshiper before a fertility symbol. He was very familiar with wet, open pussies, from the spread-beaver shots he constantly studied and jerked off onto. But the reality of a flesh-and-blood cunt steaming right in his face was driving him wild.
Her cuntlips were opened wide and he could see the darker inner pussy-folds, all streaked with pussy cream. Her cunt mound was a tangled mane of bushy black curls. And her open cunt slot as juicing like a creamy waterfall cascading out of a dark forest.
Susan looked down at him, both amused and excited by the way his handsome face was contorted by desire. His eyes were glazed and he was licking his lips, and his nostrils flared as he inhaled the aroma of her heated pussy.
She reached down and grasped him by the ears.
"My pussy is so gooey - would you mind mopping it up for me, Andy, dear?"
Now the young man was certain that he must be dreaming - and he never wanted to awaken.
Susan tugged gently on his ears and his neck arched out as she pulled his face into her crotch. His nose rubbed on her clit and his lips, still closed, brushed around in her soaking cunt slot.
At first, he didn't know what to do. Andy had never eaten out a pussy on the hoof, although he had licked plenty of glossy magazine muffs.
Susan jerked on the edge of the seat, grinding her cunt gash onto his mouth. Still gripping him by the ears, she turned his face around in her groin. Cunt juice coated him from his forehead to his chin as she twisted his head around and wiped her pussy all over his face.
"Lick me, Andy - tongue-fuck my cunt!" she panted.
He scarcely heard her words through the pounding of his own blood in his ears, yet they seemed to galvanize him, snapping the horny young man out of his dazed state and back to the sweet reality of his position.
His tongue came out and slurped through her slippery cunt slot with a long, churning stroke.
"Oooooh !" Susan squealed, jerking against him.
With that first lick, Andy understood just what was required of him, just what he should do and just how to do it.
Despite his innocence, Andy was a born cunt-lapper.
He began to lap her pussy steadily and hungrily, tonguing up her open cuntlips, flicking against her clit, then fucking his lapper as far up into her cunt hole as it would extend.
"Yes-yes ... oh, yes!" she wailed.
His hands slid up her lush flanks and he held her by her hipbones, his fingers splayed around on the cheeks of her jolting ass. He drew her closer, burying his face in her swampy pussy. His tongue darted and stabbed and slurped, dragged through her cunt slot like a spoon and flailed at her clit.
Andy needed no guidance or encouragement now.
Susan released his ears and lay back, arched along the seat, shoving her cunt up into his down-turned face as if she were serving her delectable pussy on a hairy platter.
He had been using only his tongue, at first, but now he started sucking, as well.
Andy's lips were plastered to her fuck-slot like a suction cup do a drain. As he sucked on the hairy rim, he stabbed his lapper into her cunt hole, as it he were French kissing a bearded, slobbery mouth.
Her pussy rippled against his lips and pulled on his lapper, sucking it in.
Andy gasped and gurgled.
Her pussy was so wet that his tongue was nearly floating as it flashed up into her inner cuntal folds, sliding into her pussy like a pliable pink raft in a creamy current.
He saw what she had meant about cunt juice being adhesive, for his lips were almost stuck to her cunt, bonded there by a paste of girl-cum and saliva.
She twisted spasmodically, mopping his mouth with her cunt muff. His curly-haired head turned from side to side like a terrier shaking a rat.
Andy was eating pussy with loud slurps and gasps, eager as a hog at a trough as he swilled up her succulence.
Susan clamped her smooth thighs around his head, holding him in a velvet vise. But then she threw them wide apart again. There was no need whatsoever to hold Andy between her legs - that avid attendant was right where he wanted to be, garaged in her gash, parked in her pussy.
Her clit exploded in his lips and his mouth filled up with foaming girl-cum. He gulped it down greedily and she fed him another savory mouthful.
Her flow was getting thicker and creamier and even more scrumptious as Susan began to rise to the crest. Her cunt was spilling over into his mouth steadily, and the sweet stuff poured down his throat as he swallowed.
She drew one knee up, then the other, as if exercising erotically on Andy's face. He was sucking the cunt cream up like a glutton, but some of it was escaping his lips and running down into the crack of her ass. The car seat was a swampy pool under her haunches.
"Ahhhh - you're creaming me, Andy!" she gasped. "My cunt is melting!"
Andy was well aware of that, as her girl-cum gushed into his hungry maw, thick as molasses now.
His tongue snaked in and spooned out another mouthful. Cunt cream trickled down both sides of his jaw. His ears were flattened back against the sides of his head as he wedged his face tightly between her trembling thighs and sucked away like a vacuum cleaner on her smoldering, dissolving cunt.
Pushing in, he seemed to be trying to jam his whole head up into her pussy, like a scuba diver exploring a submarine cavern.
Susan thrashed about in a wild and wanton waltz, dancing horizontally against his head. The waves kept rushing across her belly and shuddering up her thighs as she creamed again and again.
Andy kept right on mouthing her pussy, turned suck-crazy on her cunt, in a feeding frenzy as he experienced the rapture of having a pussy melt in his mouth.
Drained, Susan slumped back on the car seat.
Andy kept on eating her out to make sure that the feast was finished, coaxing a few last oily drops out as his lapper curled nimbly into her cunt gash.
Then he stopped sucking. But he stayed where he was, stuck to her cunt more firmly than her panties had ever been.
He wondered what was next.
And he soon found out ...
Chapter 5
Andy felt rooted in place as he knelt there on the garage floor. His hard-on moored him at one end and his mouth was stuck fast on Susan's pussy at the other. His head was bent down as if paying homage to Susan's beautiful body. He was still mouthing her pussy gently, just licking the platter clean after the nourishing meal had ended.
Susan lay back and enjoyed the after-play for a few minutes, then she wriggled up to a sitting position again.
Despite her lovely cumming, insatiable Susan was still feeling pleasantly horny. And now that she had been tongued, her wet pussy was in the mood to get stuffed full of hard, hot cockmeat.
She knew from the magnitude of the cockbulge in his fly that the garage attendant could supply what she needed in abundance.
And, besides, she owed the young man a cum and would have fucked him even if she hadn't felt like a cuntful - which was a most unlikely possibility, anyhow.
She grabbed him by his ears again and tugged. His face was plastered on her pussy, and for a moment it wouldn't come loose. As she pulled back on his ears, his lips simply distended and clung to her gooey gash. She yanked harder and his mouth pulled away with a lewd slurp.
Andy looked up at her, his eyes hopeful and bright, and pussy cream running down from both sides of his mouth in glistening ribbons, as if a string of pearls had melted in his mouth and overflowed.
"Want to fuck me now?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah!" he moaned with enthusiasm.
His prick jumped so violently that it was threatening to tear right through the fabric of his jeans. He could hardly believe his luck, half expecting her to turn out to be a cock-teaser, rejecting him at the last moment. He knew how hot and wet her cunt was from sucking it off, and the thought that he might fuck his tormented prick into that sweet pussy seemed too good to be true.
He was still half convinced it was all a wet dream.
Susan soon disabused him of that idea.
Leaning down, her heavy tits spilling in her clinging dress, she reached out and opened his fly as he knelt between her legs.
Andy wasn't wearing any underwear because, jerking off a lot on the job, as he was prone to do, it was a nuisance to have to struggle with confining briefs.
The instant that Susan pulled his zipper down, his prick came rushing out of his fly like a maddened bull charging into the bullring - looking for soft flesh into which it could sink its horn.
Susan gave a happy cry when she saw how enormous and stiff his cockmeat was. His circumcised cock looked hard as a battering ram.
The cock-knob was glistening, all slick with pre-cum seepage, streaks of the stuff running down the vibrant cockshaft. She reached into his fly and hauled his balls out, delighted at how full and heavy they were.
Andy was such a habitual wanker that the moment his cock was released, he automatically wrapped his fist around the cocklance and started to jack off.
Susan grinned and shook her head.
"No need for that now," she rasped.
And, taking his wrist, she drew his hand off his big prick.
She fondled his cum-bloated balls and gave the cockstalk a slow push-pull. But then she pulled her own hand away, too.
The young man was so desperately horny that she was afraid he might shoot his cum-load prematurely if she stroked his prick a few times. And what a frightful waste of jizz that would have been!
She lay back, lifting her ass and bringing her crotch up level with his loins. Her steaming cunt was poised there like a template awaiting his plunger.
Her whole crotch was lathered with his slobber, and more cunt nectar was seeping from her pussy now.
The fragrance of her aroused cunt drifted to Andy's nostrils, drawing him like an iron filing to a magnet. He almost lowered his head and dove on that perfumed pussy again.
But then her thighs closed around his hips and tugged him in. He thrust his prick out and the swollen cockknob nudged into her fuck-slot.
Susan wriggled in anticipation, her cuntlips pulling on his purple prickhead. Pre-cum ran out of his piss hole and streaked into the saliva and cunt juice in her pussy slot.
"Shove it up me!" she gurgled.
Andy held her under the ass, lifting her slightly higher, lining her fuck-hole up to the angle of his jutting prick. His cockhead flared mightily in her cunt slot and her clit sparked.
"Give the fucker to me!" Susan cried. "C'mon Andy! Don't let this one get away! Fuck me! Now!"
How could a mere garage attendant deny such a demand?
Andy, trembling like a leaf, his whole body shaking except for his cock, which was jolting, braced his knees on the floor and tightened his ass and then, with a lurch, fucked his huge cock up her cunt.
"Oh!" she gasped, as his cockhead rammed into the core of her cunt.
Then she moaned as her steaming pussy tightened around his prick, clinging to the outline of his fucker from knob to hilt.
Andy held his cock in balls-deep for a few moments, looking stunned by the sensation of hot, wet pussy pulling and sucking on his cockmeat.
Susan squirmed about on his prick like a fish on a hook.
Then the dark-haired young man began to fuck her furiously, with all the pent-up passion of long frustration.
He pounded his prick in, his hairy ass corkscrewing with the violence of his fucking.
His cock hissed up her hot fuck-hole so fast that she didn't know if he was coming or going, pulling out or fucking back in. The intense friction of that lightning-fast fucking set her loins on fire. She thought that smoke must be pouring out of her abused fuck-hole.
His balls rolled in and whacked solidly against the curves of her ass as he drove his cockhead up into the depths of her pussy, filling her to the brim. His prick rammed in so deep that she thought the prick-knob must be shoving her vital organs aside to make room for it.
He was fucking too fast!
Susan wanted it to last for a while and tried to slow his frantic pace.
But Andy was out of control, a fierce fucking machine running amuck and pounding her pussy with piston strokes that jarred her to the bones.
Her body undulated sinuously under him as she fucked herself on his cock, but the frantic lad was shoving it to her twice as fast as she humped to meet his fuck-thrusts.
She could feel his fat cock swelling and throbbing with the impending peak. His balls slapped against her ass more heavily, so hard she thought they might bruise her asscheeks. And his pre-cum oozed steadily into her cock-stuffed cunt.
She tried to slow Andy by wrapping her legs around him, but he fucked like a maniac, heaving her pelvis up as he pounded his prick in, driving her down into the car seat, then jolting her upward again.
She whimpered for the sexually deprived youth to slow the pace, but he was unable to control himself now. His cock was driving him on. His hairy ass was a mere blur as he slammed in and out of her fuck-hole with his big prick.
"Don't cum!" Susan pleaded.
But Andy couldn't have lessened the furious tempo if he'd wanted to. He was pounding himself by his violent fuck-strokes even as he pounded Susan on the other end of his thick, steadily fucking prick.
Her cunt clung to him, but he whipped his prick out against the suction, almost pulling her pussy inside out on the backstroke and then stuffing her cuntlips right up into her pussy hole as he fucked in again.
He hooked in and heaved her ass up, then fucked the cockmeat to her as she hung bridged above the car seat. His hands gripped her hips and hauled her down, pulling her onto his cock like a tight-fitting boot onto a foot.
Her pelvis jolted as he lunged in, shaking her so much she thought that he hipbones were going to spring right out of their sockets. His cocklance transfixed her so deeply that she felt like a pig roasting on a spit.
She writhed and twisted and jerked, but Andy's assault was irresistible.
He howled savagely, and she knew he was about to empty his balls.
It was too soon. Having already creamed lavishly in his mouth, Susan needed a few more fuck-strokes before she could cum on his cock - but the lust-crazed lad was not waiting for her.
His belly slapped on hers and his prick hissed in to the core of her cunt as his balls erupted.
Susan cried out as she felt his jism gush into her pussy, hot and thick as melted lead. His cock hosed her cunt in creamy cascades, the fuck-juice flooding out in torrents. She could feel each hot spurt rocket from his cockhead, then felt it as his cum sloshed around in her cunt.
She loved that cum-load, of course. Andy was so sweet.
She heaved about wildly, desperately trying to catch up and mingle her own cumming with his.
But Andy drained off his steaming cock slime without waiting for her. The last foaming fountain of his jism burst into her cunt hole, and he gasped and sank down over her, his balls empty and his vitality spent.
Susan sighed in a combination of pleasure and frustration, adoring the wonderful feeling of a cuntful of cum - yet yearning to cream again, herself.
Her heels kicked on his hairy ass, urging him to feed her a few more finishing cock-strokes.
He could have, too, because his drained prick was still fat and firm in her fuck-hole.
But the inexperienced young man failed to understand.
To her dismay, Andy pulled his cummy prick out of her uncreamed cunt. He sat back on his heels, gasping, his cockmeat swaying like a hose before his dark-haired crotch. His nice abdominal muscles ridged and rippled.
Susan's pink pussy stayed open in a wide oval slot, retaining the outline of his fat pussy-plunger. Great streams of hot, white boy-cum bubbled from her vacated fuck-hole, soaking her crotch and running down her legs.
Susan smiled, pleased at the energetic fuck that Andy had thrown up her cunt, despite the fact that she hadn't cum with him.
She figured that she would know how to deal with the desperate young man in the future and she certainly intended for there to be plenty of future fucking down there in the garage, although Andy was a bit too wild to invite up to her apartment.
How handy it was going to be to have a nice young prick right on the premises, so that she could add a fuck a day to her total without even leaving the apartment building.
The next time, Susan figured that she would suck him off a couple times before they fucked, so that his potent cock and balls would last longer and give her time to cream on his cock as they fucked.
She sat up, lots of Andy's cock cream spilling out from her pussy as she shifted positions.
She gave Andy a wistful look, noticing that his circumcised cock was still swollen and tense. She was tempted to fuck him again.
But she knew that her sister would be waiting and that she had better get going now, before she got involved in any more fucking with that hot young stud.
Promising Andy that he could have all the pussy he wanted from now on - and that parking space was always available for his cock in the gooey garage of her groin - she slid behind the steering wheel and drove off.
Her well-fucked pussy was simmering very pleasantly and juicing onto the car seat as she drove.
It dawned on her that she had forgotten her panties, which had been tossed onto the garage floor, but she saw no point in going back for them. Andy was probably jacking off with them, anyway.
And so Jane Sheldon's younger sister, the kids' Aunt Susan, went on her weekend babysitting mission, expecting to be bored and frustrated and already intending to give her hot cunt a good pounding with her dildo as soon as she got the chance, believing that rubber prick was all she was going to get for a while ...
Meanwhile, young Andy, the parking attendant, was still hunkered down on the floor in a state of euphoria, still wondering if he had just had a dynamic wet dream.
He even pinched his prick to make sure that he was awake.
And, by so doing, he awakened new arousal in his super-potent fucker.
If Susan had lingered, Andy could have thrown the cock to her countless times.
The young man was in the habit of beating his meat repeatedly, cumming in sequence as he passed the idle hours of his workdays.
Naturally, thoughts of self-abuse came to the lad. Now that he had a real-life experience to remember, Andy figured that jacking off would be even more fun.
He got to his feet and gazed down, contemplating his cock as it swung. Then his prick began to jerk and jolt upward until it was angled like a howitzer from his hairy groin, his hard-on replenished with a vengeance.
Looking at his own cock - he did that a lot - he gazed across the bulging prick-knob and saw Susan's discarded panties on the floor.
Grinning, he bent down over his cock, rather like a vaulter bending over his pole as he prepared to spring over the bar. He picked up the soaking panties and took them back to his cubicle. As he squeezed them, a few drops of cunt juice dripped out and splashed on the floor.
He kneaded the wispy panties. They felt soaked as a sponge, pleasantly reminding him of the seething pussy that had spilled into them.
In his booth, he put the panties aside for a moment.
Andy was a shy, romantic, faithful sort of fellow. And now he took up his glossy magazine and leafed through it page by page, kissing each of the pictures affectionately on their glossy gashes, which were already well slicked by cum from his many previous jack-off sessions.
Then Andy closed the magazine up.
The lad was embarrassed at the thought of having his pretty paper playmates gazing at him from the pages as he spent his passion on another pussy substitute.
Andy had come to think of those magazine photos as real.
He felt he was being unfaithful.
But then, with the magazine closed and the paper women left in blind ignorance between the covers, he felt more secure.
He held Susan's drenched panties up to his face, sniffing the cloying aroma of hot cunt. He spread them out and ran his flattened tongue up the crotchband, savoring the pungent pussy nectar. He chewed on them, and cunt juice squished out. The lad was having fond memories of the creamy, tasty pussy that had flavored those panties so succulently.
He thought about eating her out, and about how her pussy had squeezed and sucked on his stiff prick as he threw that frantic fuck into her.
He thought about her sensual mouth, as well, and although Susan hadn't sucked his prick, Andy had a pretty good idea that she was the sort of woman who would gladly munch on his meat. He adored and respected Susan, but by no stretch of the imagination could the young man think of her as being chaste.
Then, inflamed by his memories and imagination, Andy held the panties down before his hard-on and, cheating flagrantly on his magazine, proceeded to jack off into the soaking panties-turned-cum-rag.
Then he did it again - and yet again.
Andy spilled his cum into Susan's panties eighteen times over the course of the weekend, both in his booth at work and in the evenings, when he took the panties home with him just like any promiscuous lady he had picked up.
He poured so much cum into those adored panties that by the time he returned them to the women who had so aromatically juiced them to begin with, they were hardly recognizable as panties at all.
And his girlie magazine had had a celibate weekend.
Chapter 6
By the time Susan arrived, her sister and brother-in-law were ready and waiting to leave, eager to be off on their naughty weekend.
Sarah and Eddie were both fond of their sexy young aunt and they greeted her warmly, despite the fact that they resented her presence as a chaperon. Sarah took her aunt's overnight bag and brought it up to the guest bedroom while Susan and Jane chatted briefly and both Dan and Eddie enjoyed staring at the way that Aunt Susan's tight knit dress clung to her curvaceous body.
Dan had always had the hots for his sister-in-law, and only the fact that he had shot his cum-load up his wife's cunt shortly before kept him from getting an uncontrollable and incriminating hard-on.
Eddie did get a hard-on.
He had creamed off in the basement earlier, when his sister frigged his prick, but since then he had been finger-fucking the girl and listening to the sensual sounds of parental fucking, and his balls were bloated with another cum-load while his cock swelled in his pants.
He sure hoped that Aunt Susan gave them enough privacy for at least some weekend hand-jobs...
Sarah put Susan's overnight bag on the bed in the guest room and then, thinking that she would be helpful, decided to unpack it.
When she unzippered it, the first thing that she saw was the dildo.
It was so unexpected that, for a moment, the girl failed to identify the tool. It simply wasn't the sort of device one expected an aunt to bring along for a weekend of babysitting and, although the thing was very realistic and lifelike, Sarah didn't immediately make the connection.
The girl supposed it was some sort of exercising equipment, a tummy flattener or a tit developer.
Lifting the thick rubber fuck-tool, Sarah began to pull and push and twist on it, wondering just how it worked and what function it had.
It wasn't until she had stroked her hand experimentally up the hard rod that the thing seemed familiar to her. It was just like pulling Eddie's prick, she thought, giving the tool another curious stroke.
It was cock shaped and cock sized.
It was a rubber prick!
Sarah was astounded - and delighted.
She held the big dildo up and studied it with interest. She had frequently wished that she had a dildo of her own, but was too bashful to buy one and also afraid that her mother might find it in her room.
For want of the real thing she had frigged her pussy with various objects which, innocently, had the proper configuration. Sarah had fucked her cunt with bananas, salamis, candlesticks and cucumbers. She had seduced an elongated squash and had her way with the handle of Eddie's baseball bat. She had even gotten a splendid fuck out of the nozzle of the vacuum cleaner.
But Aunt Susan's dildo looked a lot more interesting than any of those substitutes.
She imagined her sexy aunt frigging herself silly on the big rubber prick. For some reason, it was a very exciting and stimulating image.
She would sure like to watch while Aunt Susan shoved that big rubber cock up her cunt - although, since she wasn't a lesbian, she couldn't imagine why she should want to see that.
Young Sarah hadn't learned - yet - that girls could have lots of fun together without being dykes.
But she was going to.
Now, studying the size and shape of Aunt Susan's plaything, Sarah was wondering if she might get a chance to use it on her own pussy over the weekend. It would have to be a secret and stealthy affair, of course, since she couldn't very well let the woman know about it. Aunt Susan would surely be scandalized if she found out - and, too, she might even be jealous of her rubber lover.
The prospect was making Sarah's cunt simmer.
She tiptoed to the door and listened. She could hear her mother and aunt still talking downstairs. And she figured that as long as that conversation continued it would be safe to give the fuck-stick a try.
She didn't dare take the dildo out of the room, but if she just stood there by the partially open door, listening, she would be able to give herself a lovely knee-trembler.
Wildly enthusiastic about the idea, Sarah opened her jeans and squirmed her hips as she slid them down, along with her sodden bikini panties. She pulled one foot free and left the garments around the other ankle.
Leaning against the wall, she tilted her pelvis up and rubbed her pussy with her fingers, for starters. The head of the rubber cock was huge and kind of intimidating, and she wanted to make sure that her fuck-hole was nice and slippery before she rammed it in.
She held the fuck-tool up to her face and began to lap on the knob, to lubricate it. Then she sucked it into her mouth and nursed - just as she was going to do with a real cock as soon as she got a chance to give her brother some head.
Frigging the dildo in and out of the oval collar of her lips, Sarah pretended that it was Eddie's cock, getting ready to blow a wad of jism down her throat.
And, too - although she wasn't sure why - she was hoping that her aunt hadn't washed the dildo since the last time she's used it up her cunt. The idea of tasting Aunt Susan's pussy nectar on the fuck-tool was very exciting.
Stroking her cunt with one hand, she push-pulled on the dildo with the other, feeding more of the thick cockstalk into her mouth, eager to see just how much she could take. It was such a kinky kick to be blowing her aunt's plaything that the hot little nymphette would have continued for a while, but her cunt was hot now and she figured it was better to enjoy a cuntful while she had the chance.
She pulled it from her mouth with a slurp. The rubber toy was all slippery with her saliva and all prepared for her well-juiced pussy.
Spreading her cuntlips with her fingers, she nudged the cockhead into her fuck-slot. Her pussy sucked hungrily on the fat knob. Only the tip was in her cunt gash, and it already felt better than any cucumber or salami.
Sarah churned her ass and ground her hips around, working her cunt slot on the bulging slab. Pearly pussy juice seeped out, coating the dildo and trickling down the smooth flesh of her trembling thighs.
Not shoving the dildo up her pussy right away, Sarah rubbed it around in her open cunt slot and rolled the fat slab against her tingling clit.
Then she began to inch it up her cunt chute.
She was a virgin, but her cherry had gone long ago, on some forgotten banana, and her fuck-hole was well exercised by hand. The big fuck-tool slid in easily enough. She gripped the cockrod with both fists and fed it in hand over hand, rolling it around as she shoved it deeper.
It fucked in and in - and kept on going.
Sarah was surprised at how deep her fuck-hole went, amazed - and delighted - at how much she could hold. Twisting her hips, she fucked her hard rubber plaything on up her pussy. Her cunt was pulling and dragging on the fuck-stool and her cunt tunnel was flooding with juice, the creamy stuff overflowing from her well-stuffed pussy and running down the dildo so that the device was soaking to the hilt.
Whimpering, she worked the rubber prick in to the end.
Then she took her hands away and stood there, leaning back against the wall, experiencing the pleasure of having her pussy filled to the core.
Her face was radiant, eyes narrowed lustfully, parted lips panting with passion. Her tit tips were so swollen they seemed about to tear twin holes through her cotton tee-shirt - or maybe burn their way through, for those flaring tit tips felt hot as the nozzle of a welder's torch, and her clit was smoldering, too.
Leaving the dildo stuffed up her cunt, Sarah began to jerk in a fucking motion. She pumped her belly up and twisted her hips from side to side, rolling her cunt around on the buried rubber fucker.
It felt so wonderful that the little virgin just had to wonder how much better a real prick would feel up her fuck-hole. She was dying to find out. She couldn't fuck Eddie, of course, since that would be incest - but still, she couldn't help thinking about it.
Swinging her hips about and churning her ass, Sarah was bringing herself towards a boiling crest even before she began to fuck the tool in and out.
She wished that she had more time with the toy. She would have liked to prolong this pleasure, pulling it out of her pussy and sucking it for a while, maybe shoving it up her asshole to see what ass-fucking felt like.
But she didn't dare delay too long, for fear that she would have to abort the job before she got her rocks off.
Gripping the rubber prick by the hilt again, Sarah began to pull it out until only the wedge-shaped knob was in her cunt slot, then shove it back in to the root.
Her cunt hole was dragging so hard that she had to really tug to pull out against the suction, and so wet that the dildo was sloshing as if fucked back in.
"Oooooh - fucking hell - ummmm!" she whimpered.
The simulated veins of the fuck-stick, raised in hard rubber ridges like the spine of a dinosaur, were working wonders on her cunt chute. She tilted her wrist so that all of the long cockrod was running over her sparking clit as she fucked it in and yanked it out.
Her crotch was fiery with the friction. She began fucking herself faster, dipping at the knees and dropping her sodden pussy down to meet the tool as she fucked it up into the core of her cunt.
The rubber prick hissed into her squishing pussy as she began to melt around it like a wax candle on a flame. The fat cock-knob plowed deep into her loins and the thick stalk worked like a lever in her creamy cunt chute.
She grunted, stuffing her pussy to the brim and shuddering as her cunt hole filled up. Her whole nubile body was vibrating as hot flashes shot through her. She was dancing on the dildo, almost spinning around like some clockwork ballerina on a stick.
Dimly, through the rushing of blood in her ears, she heard her parents depart.
Knowing the time was running out as surely as the cunt juice was running out from her cunt gash, Sarah began to really fuck the rubber prick in furiously.
Her loins were nearly glowing red hot from the friction, and her clit was steaming. The cunt juice was sizzling as it oozed from her pussy. She halfway expected to smell burning rubber as the dildo melted in the heat of her fuck-hole.
She wailed as she soared to the crest, her clit exploding and her cum cream flooding out in a swirling tide. She pushed the dildo up against that flowing tide like a torpedo launched into a swamp.
Cum cascaded down her thighs as she peaked again and again, frigging herself to foam.
Her legs were shaking and wobbling, and she had to lean back against the wall to support herself as she hammered out the last spasms.
A dreamy, contented smile lightened her pretty face and she sighed with pure satisfaction. Her well-creamed cunt was still twitching on the fucker as the last sweet spasms of her cumming ebbed away.
Sarah would have dearly loved to relax now, with the rubber cock still stuck up her cunt, keeping ready to frig off again as soon as she felt the urge.
But she knew she had to hurry to avoid discovery.
She heard her mom and dad drive off and feared that Aunt Susan might come up to her room at any moment.
She gave the dildo one last slow push-pull up her fuck-hole, then drew it out.
Hobbled around one ankle by her jeans and panties, she hopped over to the bed and returned the rubber prick to Aunt Susan's overnight bag, zippering it up. Then she pulled her jeans up over her flanks and fastened them.
She looked at the floor to make sure that no incriminating, cunt juice had pooled up on the carpet by the door, where she had creamed so heavily on the knee trembler.
Satisfied that she had left no traces of her misbehavior, Sarah left the room - and just in time.
Aunt Susan was just coming up the stairs, eager to get her rubber cock whipping up her smoldering pussy.
Sarah smiled sweetly and innocently as they passed in the hallway. She saw no reason why her aunt should suspect that she had borrowed her dildo - and she was really eager to tell her brother about it.
She didn't even notice how lustful her aunt looked as she turned into the guest room.
But in her haste to avoid discovery, Sarah had made a serious mistake.
The girl hadn't wiped her cunt-cum off the rubber prick. She had replaced it in the overnight bag, all slathered with the unmistakable juice of her cumming.
The fuck-tool lay there in mute and undeniable evidence.
And that was the sort of thing that sexy Aunt Sarah was sure to notice ...
Chapter 7
'That little Sarah is sure getting sexy,' Aunt Susan was thinking, as she went into her room.
She wondered if her teenaged niece had started fucking yet. Both Susan and Jane had been fucking like crazed weasels by her age, so it didn't seem unlikely.
Horny to begin with, the thought of nubile Sarah getting fucked made her aunt even hotter. But then, Aunt Susan knew something that young Sarah had yet to learn - that a girl didn't have to be a dyke to enjoy some pussy.
And her handsome nephew, Eddie was quite sexy, as well. Susan had not failed to notice the very promising cock-bulge in the young man's pants, nor the way that he had been staring at her tits so appreciatively.
Aunt Susan decided that she would enjoy some incestuous fantasies about Sarah and Eddie while she pounded her pussy to jelly with the rubber prick.
She removed her dress first, knowing that she juiced so much when she got her rocks off that she was liable to get the garment all slimy if she kept it on - and, besides, she liked to be naked when she frigged off.
She paused for a moment, summoning up erotic images of Eddie's sturdy young cock and Sarah's succulent cunt, giving equal thought to both.
It made her really randy to have such taboo fantasies.
And, at the time, the woman never dreamed they would change from fantasy to reality. She had only come here to baby-sit, of course - but Eddie and Sarah were no longer babies, and sitting was the last thing they had in mind.
Then, naked, her damp flesh radiant with sexual heat, Susan opened her bag and took out her dildo.
She gulped in surprise as she stared at it.
The black rubber prick was all streaked and lathered with pearly white goo!
Susan was puzzled. She knew that the dildo had been clean when she packed it away. And, anyhow, after she was finished frigging with the fuck-tool, she always sucked it clean, enjoying the taste of her own cunt-cum as an after-orgasm snack.
How had the dildo gotten slimy?
It was a total mystery to Susan.
She opened the overnight bag and rummaged through the garments, thinking that maybe she had put a pair of used - and well-juiced panties in by mistake. But all of her clothing was clean, except for a few streaks on the uppermost things, streaks that had obviously seeped off the rubber prick.
Was the fucker melting, maybe?
She held it up and sniffed the thing. The aroma of pussy was distinctive and definite. But just to make sure, she pushed her tongue out and slurped, gathering up some of the goo. She let it trickle around on her taste buds for a moment, then swallowed it.
It was undoubtedly cunt juice.
And it was delicious cunt juice, as well, all light and frothy and virginal tasting.
Susan pushed the dildo into her mouth and sucked the cock-knob until it was polished to a luster, like a hunk of onyx. Then she ran her flattened tongue up and down the stalk of the fucker, lapping it all up hungrily.
Susan knew a thing or two about the flavor of pussy, and she was positive that her rubber cock had recently been sunk into a cunt - most likely a cherry cunt that had creamed on it, to boot.
When she had slurped up all the sweet pussy nectar, she paused and considered the situation logically. The fuck-tool hadn't been out of her sight, except incredible as it seemed, there was only one possible explanation, only one conceivable reason why her plaything was drenched with another woman's pussy cream.
Sarah must have used it!
The thought of that nubile, bouncy, sexy little teenager fucking a dildo up her tight, cherry pussy filled her aunt with raging lust. The image danced like a sugarplum fairy in her fevered mind, so graphic that she could picture every juicy detail as the fuck-stick sank in and drew out. She even imagined that she could hear the slurping sounds that Sarah's sweet pussy had made on it.
Crazed by lust, Aunt Susan began to suck frantically on the fuck-stick as she frigged away on her smoldering cunt with her free hand.
And she began to consider some very very naughty plans for the weekend.
* * *
"Yeah? Jeez!" Eddie croaked, fascinated by the news that their voluptuous aunt had brought a rubber cock along for the weekend.
And he was a bit jealous, too, when Sarah told him how much she had loved using the dildo in her own pussy.
"Maybe if we sneak around we can get a look at her frigging off, huh?" Sarah speculated.
"Oh, yeah! That'll be wild!" Eddie agreed.
The two excited teenagers exchanged a conspiratorial glance, like anarchists in an attic and, by tacit agreement, went tiptoeing up the stairs.
They slipped silently down to the door of the guest room and listened.
Eddie's mouth gaped open and Sarah's eyes widened, and they both trembled at the sounds.
Soft, juicy suction sounds were coming from the bedroom.
The inexperienced kids had no way to tell the difference between the sounds of a sucking mouth and a creaming cunt, but they knew damned well that Aunt Susan was using the dildo in some fashion.
They heard her whimper and moan and pant as the bed squeaked and the steady sounds of hot, wet coupling got louder.
Eddie had his ear pressed to the door - and his hard-on was straining the fabric of his jeans.
Sarah was listening with equal enthusiasm.
But then the girl saw how huge her brother's hard-on had become.
She placed her lips to his ear.
"She's gonna be busy in there for ages, Eddie," she breathed. "Let's go down to my room and get naked and - and I'll suck your cock off in my mouth!"
Eddie gasped and groaned and nodded eagerly.
As much as he was enjoying listening to the sounds of Aunt Susan frigging off, the prospect of getting his very first blow-job from his big sister was even more thrilling.
They listened for another moment, ascertaining that the dildo-fuck was still in progress.
And then they went sneaking down the hall to Sarah's bedroom, figuring they would have all the time they needed.
The kids had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, and now there was no hesitation or beating around the bush. As soon as they were in Sarah's bedroom, they both stripped their clothing off with a flourish.
Naked, they stood face to face and admired each other, both trembling in wanton anticipation.
Eddie's eyes roved over his sister's sinuous curves. He was drooling over her plump, stiff capped tits and open, overflowing pussy, while the girl gazed rapturously at his gigantic cock and balls. She had jacked him off often enough. But now, seeing him naked, it brought a new dimension to the game - and Sarah's hot little mouth was beginning to water for his delicious-looking prickmeat and hot, thick jism.
They lay down on the bed together and began to kiss and cuddle and grope, exploring each other's body in a naked state for the first time.
They kissed passionately, even romantically, something they had not even thought to do in the past, when their naughtiness was confined to clothed and awkward friggings. They slobbered into each other's mouth and felt each other up with eager, exploring hands. Eddie fondled Sarah's tits and tugged at the taut, swollen nipples. Then he lowered his head and began to lick and suck on the girl's plump tits.
She cradled his head to her tits and squirmed her slim belly around on his rampant prick. Her hands slipped down and she began to caress his balls and to play with his prick - but lightly, just skimming the cockstalk, not wanting to run the slightest risk of making him cum. Sarah had jerked her brother off many times and now, naked together for the first time, she didn't want to waste another cum-load on a hand-job.
Having made up her mind to suck him off, the girl was drooling for that succulent mouthful.
She shifted her nimble tongue around in his mouth, as if to give the youth a hint of just how enthusiastically she was going to tongue his prick when she went down on him.
His own lapper met hers, entwining, then began to stab into her mouth as if to show her how willing he was to give her a tongue-fucking, as well. Both of their hot mouths were eager, panting and drooling back and forth.
Sucking on a fat tit, Eddie cupped her cunt in his hand and squeezed it. The heel of his palm rested on the gently rounded shelf of her curly cunt mound and his fingers trailed into her soaking crotch, playing, with her open cuntlips and vibrating her clit.
He humped against her belly.
As she felt his iron-hard prick shove up and down on the outside of her belly, Sarah shuddered at the thought of how that long, thick cock would feel if he were driving it right up into her hot fuck-hole.
His balls cushioned her cunt mound and his cockhead lurched up to brush against the undersides of her tits and nudge into her cleavage. His seeping pisshole laid a trail of pre-cum up her belly, the slime glistening like the track of a snail on her suntanned flesh.
Eddie's pre-cum thrilled her as it seeped onto her tummy and oozed in between her tits. The cock-hungry girl's mouth began to really drool heavily as she thought of drinking his jism.
His balls were ballooning in her hand and Sarah was afraid that he might blow his wad too soon. As much as she was enjoying the kissing and cuddling, she figured that it was time to move down and use her mouth on his cockmeat.
"I wanna blow you now, Eddie," she whispered into his ear as he bent over her tits. "I wanna suck you off and swallow your jizz. "
Eddie's whole body went rigid at his sister's words. His prick was humming like a tuning fork as it jutted up from his bridged body, spilling pre-cum out from the cocktip like a fountain. The juice soaked down his cockstalk in slimy coils, making it look so delicious that Sarah thought her tongue was going to melt.
She began to slide down, kissing his cheek and throat and chest, feeling his heart drumming within as she licked at his nipples. Then she moved down to his flat belly. His cock stood like a periscope watching her draw near.
She moved her moist lips on his hips and flanks and went on down to lick at his thighs, working around the perimeter of his crotch, approaching the main course slowly and whetting her appetite as she teased them both by the delay.
Since this was going to be Sarah's first cocksucking experience, she wanted to savor it to the fullest, lingering over the preliminaries, rather than just diving on his prick.
Eddie's lips moved but no words came out. His vocal cords were as stiff as his prick and he could only gurgle and gasp.
He started to reach down, thinking he would put a hand behind her head and shove her sweet face down onto his cock. But then he stopped, knowing that his sister was as eager to suck him as he was to fuck her in the mouth, and he let her proceed at her own pace.
Sarah licked up to the top of her brother's trembling thigh and then lapped at the crease where his leg joined his groin, her slobber running down.
Her chin lightly brushed against his balls as she shifted across and tongued his other thigh, tormenting him by avoiding his cock as she licked around his crotch.
Then the nubile girl lay belly-down between his widespread thighs, reaching her slender back and raising her face up before his thundering hard-on.
She licked her lips as she gazed at the succulent feast towering before her like a hungry child peering through the window of a bakery full of fragrant, freshly baked cream buns.
Her misty eyes crossed as she turned her vision in upon the flaring purple slab of his cock-head. She licked her wet lips like a hungry carnivore. Her nose twitched as she inhaled his heated aroma - the tantalizing musk of his cockmeat blended with the starchy fragrance of his pre-cum into a delicious perfume of passion.
Eddie managed to speak at last, low and guttural and growling in his throat.
"Suck my cock, Sis!" he rasped. "Suck my prick!"
He jerked his loins up from the bed, his meaty pillar of prickmeat rocketing up before her fascinated face. His cock was standing like a lighthouse, the cock-knob a gleaming beacon atop the thick-veined column, warning of the rocky shoals that lurked below in his cum-full balls.
Sarah started on his balls.
Her slobbering tongue pushed out and she began to lap at the boy's bloated balls. The taste of ballmeat thrilled the naughty girl, and she whimpered as she laved all over the hairy sacs and nuzzled her cute little nose against them, sniffing the musky, pungent aroma.
As her flattened lapper glided over his swollen balls, she could feel his jism shifting around inside them in a thick, creamy tide. She purred in happy expectation, knowing that soon she would be drinking that sweet cum-load.
Turning her radiant face from side to side, her tongue flicking out like a snake's, Sarah laved all over Eddie's balls, lifting them to lick at the underside and sucking as much of them into her maw as she could.
Her hands rested flat on his hips. She had jerked him off many times, and now the cock-starved teenager wasn't going to use any manual assistance whatsoever. She wanted to do the whole job with her mouth and in her mouth - and the longer it took, the better.
She curled her tongue out and flattened it against the base of his cockshaft, just where that thick, heavily veined stalk sprouted from his balls. Very slowly, she dragged her lapper up the underside of his cockrod, tracing along the dark, pulsating vein.
His prick hummed like a vibrator against the wet meat of Sarah's drooling lapper.
She slurped up to the top of his prickshaft, where the fat, wedge-shaped knob flared out wide, and fluttered her tongue at that sensitive spot.
Eddie snorted and groaned and jerked at the sensation.
Sarah ducked back down and repeated the slow upward tongue-stroke and the fluttering caress, where the ventral vein spread out into a delta on the underside of his huge cock-head.
Pre-cum was pouring down his cockshaft and she was lapping it up, her taste buds sparking wildly as she reacted to the tantalizing flavor.
She had tasted her brother's jism before by licking it off her frigging hand. But she found that it was a lot more scrumptious when she licked it off his prick, getting it hot and fresh before it began to congeal.
The girl knew it would be more delicious still when he was cumming, spurting the stuff out of his balls and into her hungry mouth directly, all steaming hot and fresh brewed and hosing her abundantly.
She lapped up his cockrod again, then tilted her head and fitted her sensual, parted lips against the base of his prick. She pulled her mouth up his cockshaft as if she were playing a meaty flute.
Eddie was heaving upward from the bed, driving his fucker across her lips as her pretty face slid up and down. His cock was hammering violently, and Sarah knew that she could get him to cum that way, if she wanted to - that if she kept on tooting the flute, his fuck-juice was going to spurt out of his cock just like it did when she jacked him off.
It would be a kick to bring him off that way, too, she figured, and she guessed that it was a variation she would try in the future - for there was certainly going to be a future, now that they had started oral lovemaking.
But this was her first time to suck cock, and Sarah wanted her brother's cum to shoot into her mouth now.
She fluted up and down on his cockstalk a few more times, slowly and adoringly, but being careful to time it right and not empty his balls too soon.
Then she rose and turned her face down and began to tongue his slimy cock-head.
"Oooooh!" she sighed, as her nimble lapper flashed on that hunk of purple prickmeat, slurping up his pre-cum and replacing it with her drool.
Sarah had enjoyed the taste of his ballmeat and relished the flavor of his cockshaft, but she found that his dribbling cock-knob was the most scrumptious of all. Adoring the taste and the texture, she lapped away in rapture.
Eddie was humping up vigorously, trying to shove his prick into his sister's mouth.
But Sarah didn't take it past her lips yet, relishing the tonguing first. Her head bobbed up and down as his cock rose and fell, steadily licking the gooey cocktip but avoiding the oral penetration that he craved.
She drew back for a moment, to look at what she was about to eat. Thick pre-cum oozed from his piss-hole and coated the hot, cockmeat like melted pearls. She bobbed down and lapped the pre-cum up greedily, pushing her tongue into his open piss hole.
His seepage was getting thicker and gooier now, and Sarah knew it wouldn't be very long before he shot his wad. Licking his cock-knob, she stared down his long, throbbing cockstalk and watched his balls balloon with an impending explosion, the lust lava building toward a volcanic eruption.
It was time for a mouthful!
Sarah flittered her pursed lips against the moist tip of his cockhead and kissed it, then slowly let her mouth part around it and fed that succulent slab of hot cockmeat into the collar of her lips.
Her cheeks hollowed in as she sucked, then billowed out as she blew down his prickrod. Her lips were turned outwards on his fat cockstalk, just behind the cock-knob as she nursed and sucked on the mouthful.
She blew down his prickshaft again, and his balls swelled massively, as if Sarah were inflating them via the valve of his cock.
She began sucking steadily, her lips pulling and her tongue switching back and forth against the flaring underside of his cockhead.
"Ummmm - ummmm!" she purred.
Sarah was in head-giver's heaven, relishing every single aspect of sucking cock. Taking his prick into her mouth and milking on the fat slab was even more wonderful than licking it had been.
And she knew that the very best part was still ahead of her - the magic moment when he whimpered and shuddered and his sweet cum hosed her mouth!
She turned her face, twisting the collar of her lips around on his prickhead. Through her eye lashes, she gazed up at his face, delighted to see how lusty his expression had become. She knew she was giving him enormous pleasure, and it made her all the more enthusiastic. Sarah had become a confirmed cock-sucker on the very first slurp, and she knew that she was going to be giving out blow-jobs to multitudes of men from now on.
But looking up at his face and fully aware that it was her own brother's cock that was pulsating in her mouth turned the teenager on far more than sucking on a stranger's cock could ever have done.
It was wicked to blow her brother - and all the more wonderful because it was so naughty, the thrill of breaking the taboo enhancing the joy of the job.
His pre-cum was spilling out onto her tongue, as thick as glue. She swallowed a little and trembled as it warmed her belly like a fine cognac and made her even more ravenous for the whole cum-load.
Eddie humped up, gasping and panting like an animal as he fucked into his sister's face just as if her mouth were a cunt hole.
He was stabbing half of his cockshaft into her maw as his cock-knob edged in deeper. Then Sarah started to bob up and down in the classic blow-job motion, meeting his upward cockthrusts in counterpoint descent.
She found that sucking a prick came natural to her, that she knew instinctively just how to proceed. Her head bobbed down as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel, taking more prick in on every stroke.
She gagged as his massive cockhead jammed into her throat, but she took it willingly and held it buried for a moment, her lips plastered around the hairy base and his long cock halfway down her gullet.
"Ummmm," she whimpered, as she pulled her mouth back up to his cockhead, sucking through every inch.
She nursed on the prick-knob, then bobbed down and fed it all back in. Her chin brushed against the cushions of his balls and her nose rustled in his wiry crotch hair.
She pulled up, sucking so passionately that her mouth was being pulled almost inside out as it drew up his cockstalk to collar the cockhead again.
Her saliva streamed down his prick, steaming and foaming on the hot cockmeat. Streaks of thick pre-cum ran like a creamy filigree through her slobber. Then her head slammed down and she sucked the mixed fluids back up, her mouth absorbing it like a sponge.
Eddie heaved and churned convulsively as he face-fucked his sister's mouth and her raven-dark head jumped on his prick, silken tresses whipping across her cheeks and falling in a curtain over his balls.
His cockmeat slithered in, sizzling through her spit. He fucked into her maw to the root and his balls swung up and slapped her under her trembling chin. She gulped his cockhead gladly into her throat, twisting her head as she screwed her mouth all the way down his cockrod.
Eddie was nearing the crest, and his prick was vibrating frantically. As that humming cock-stalk sank into her mouth, Sarah began to vibrate, too, as if an electric charge were running from his cock and jolting her whole body through the wet conductor of her mouth.
She pulled up to the tip of his prick and, as if whispering into a meaty microphone, pleaded for his cum.
"Cum, Eddie ... jizz me, darling!" she whimpered. "Slime in my fucking mouth!"
"Yeah ... yeah ... gonna shoot, Sis!" he croaked.
"Ummmm! Whitewash my throat ... hose me with your hot, thick ... unghhhh..." Her words broke off, as his cockhead clogged her gullet. Then, pulling back to the crown, she wailed: "Fuck-juice, Eddie ... paint my tonsils white ... I'm hungry for your cum!"
His cock churned faster as it plowed up into his sister's sucking mouth.
Her head turned, taking his cock-knob into her cheek, then jumped straight down and gulped his prick into her throat.
Eddie howled like a wolf.
"Swallow it, Sis! " he gasped, lurching as he felt his balls explode.
He almost blew her head off the end of his prick on the first high-pressure spurt.
His jism rocketed straight down her throat so that Sarah didn't even taste the first dose. Her head jerked up and his second load of cum skimmed over her tongue, igniting her taste buds as it splashed in her maw.
Her mouth was brimful of fuck-juice, and her brother kept pumping more cum in on every thrust as he fucked her mouth like a cunt hole. Her head kept bobbing on his prick. She was taking a jism jet into her throat, gulping it down, then getting another squirt on the recoil. His cock was drenching her flashing tongue with a thick deluge of cum.
She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked.
Eddie was spilling out a lot more jism than he ever had on a hand-job, his vitality magnified by the magic of her mouth and by the dark knowledge that it was his sister who was swallowing his fuck-juice.
He stared down at her bobbing head, fascinated as he watched his cum-spurting prick sliding in and out of her lips. Sarah was gulping his jizz down hungrily, but the youth's cumload was too much for her.
Frothy jism overflowed her lips and ran down both sides of her chin.
And still, she wanted more cum.
"Don't stop - keep cumming!" she gurgled, the words muffled on his cockmeat.
Another spurt of cum pumped from his piss hole, an unbroken coil of cum connecting his balls to her gullet. Cum sloshed through her teeth and clung like stalactites from the arched roof of her mouth. The girl's tongue was floating in a slimy sea of jism.
Moaning with cum-drinker's rapture, Sarah kept on ducking and diving on his cock, using her tongue and lips and cheeks to milk him to the bone.
Eddie gasped as the last of his brotherly jizz spilled into his sister's sweet mouth.
He collapsed back along the bed, drained.
Sarah kept on sucking greedily, milking out the last trickles from his cock-knob.
Her belly was so full of cum that she could feel it sloshing around in her guts - and still, she yearned for more cum.
Sarah could hear Eddie whimper.
Eddie could hear Sarah suck.
Neither of them heard the door softly open...
Chapter 8
Aunt Susan was so hot that she thought her cunt was going to melt the dildo as she fucked that tantalizing tool in and out of her cunt. She didn't think that she had ever been so turned on as she was now, knowing that her sexy little niece had frigged off with her rubber prick.
She had sucked all the sweet cunt-cum from the fuck-tool, and now she was fucking herself with it frantically.
But she couldn't seem to get enough.
She creamed, then creamed again as she slammed the rubber prick up her cunt. But each time she came, it only made her hotter.
Her favorite toy wasn't doing the job.
As she pumped it into her fuck-hole, she yearned for a real prick that could squirt her full of cum - Eddie's big cock.
She pulled the dildo from her pussy and sucked on it again. And as she savored her own delicious cunt juice, she longed for Sarah's tasty pussy.
In desperation, Susan turned onto her hands and knees and began to shove the rubber cock up into her asshole, thinking that maybe the variations of a bit of ass-fucking would bring her to a satisfying crest.
It only made her more horny for the real thing.
When Susan had a prick up her asshole, she damned well wanted it to spurt a hot, slimy enema into her ass guts. And the more she used the rubber cock, the more she seethed with lust for a stiff prick or a creaming cunt.
She reamed out her asshole for a few minutes, then drew the fucker out and took it into her mouth again, enjoying the tangy flavor that her asshole lent to the rubber cock, and imagining, of course, what a joy it would be to give her nubile little niece a rim-job.
Her devious, deviate mind was working wantonly.
She knew that it would be wrong to seduce Eddie or Sarah, and the idea of it made her feel a bit guilty. But the woman's desire was overwhelming her conscience and overpowering her willpower. Her inhibitions were melting in the fiery inferno of her raging lust.
She rationalized the situation cleverly.
Sarah was already guilty of frigging off with the rubber fuck-stick, so it wouldn't really be as if she were corrupting the girl or introducing an innocent teenager to depravity, she reasoned, as she formed a plan.
Susan decided that she would take the dildo down to Sarah's room and accuse her of using it.
Sarah would no doubt be embarrassed and shamed - and then would be relieved when Susan told her that she didn't mind - that, in fact, she approved and encouraged it.
She would offer to lend Sarah the dildo.
Then she would offer to demonstrate the proper use of the rubber prick - and see what happened.
Susan figured that once the dildo was working away in Sarah's cunt, it would be the most natural thing in the world to pull it out - and replace it with her tongue.
A little cunt-sucking between girls was probably not really incest, she assured herself.
Wildly enthused by her lascivious scheme, Aunt Susan put her dress back on and, clutching the soaking rubber prick in her hand, headed for her niece's bedroom for a confrontation.
But as she approached the door, Susan stopped and blinked in surprise as she heard the bed squeaking and plenty of panting going on.
Was Sarah finger-fucking herself?
Maybe she hadn't finished the job with the dildo and was completing it by hand. Susan hoped so. She figured that it would certainly simplify the seduction if she could catch the girl frigging off, with her sweet little pussy all tuned up by hand and already simmering for a cum.
She could offer to do it for her, for starters - and Susan knew how easy it was for a hand-job to turn into a head-job in the heat of passion.
Then she heard a moist slurp.
It puzzled her. It sounded very much like the hauntingly familiar sounds of a suck in progress. Was the girl limber enough to go down on herself? Was that pretty little head stuck between those slim thighs in a contorted cunt-lapping?
The idea made Susan tremble. If her lovely little niece enjoyed having her pussy sucked enough to practice sucking herself, surely she would welcome the attentions of another woman's eager tongue - and maybe even want to do a bit of cunt-sucking, herself.
Her hand on the doorknob, she paused again.
She heard Eddie say: "Swallow it, Sis!"
She heard him groan and a mouth gulp.
Holy shit, thought Aunt Susan.
Then she grinned wickedly.
How ironic it was that she had been troubled by the idea of seducing her niece or nephew - only to find that those naughty siblings were already incestuous suckers!
No longer needing the dildo for a prop and an excuse for her arrival, Susan tossed it to the floor. Then, eyes sparkling, she removed her dress.
Naked and seething, she quietly opened the door - just in time to watch the blow-job soaring to the creamy conclusion ...
Unaware that their aunt was standing in the doorway, the kids squirmed together as Sarah milked out the last dregs of her kid brother's cum-load.
Eddie slumped back, his balls temporarily drained.
Sarah kept on sucking his spent cockmeat, delighted that his prick was still stiff in her mouth, even though his balls were slack and empty now.
She coaxed the last gooey drops of cum from his piss hole, then drew her mouth off his cock and used her tongue to gather up the stray cum that had escaped her lips and trickled down his cockshaft.
She licked his prick and slurped some errant jism off his balls and a few globs of congealing jism that had slid into his thick crotch hair. Then she sucked his cock-knob back into her mouth and polished it to a purple luster.
Leaning back, she admired her work.
Eddie's formidable fucker was standing as stiff and fast as it had been before he shot his cum-load. And already his potent balls were swelling with another sweet load of jizz.
Sarah's fuck-hole was bubbling over as she gazed at that massive cocklance that would just fill it so nicely.
Now that her greedy mouth had been satiated by a creamy cum-load, her cunt was nearly incandescent.
"Wanna blow me again, Sis?" Eddie croaked, seeing how lustfully she was eyeing his prick.
"I wanna blow you all the time, Eddie, darling," she purred. "But right now, my pussy is burning - I wanna sit on your cock and fuck myself silly!"
Eddie gasped.
So did Aunt Susan, unknown to the kids.
"Jeez, Sis! That's incest!" he croaked.
"Yeah - and fun, too!" she enthused.
A fleeting doubt darkened Eddie's handsome young face for an instant. Then the boy grinned demonically as his doubts were borne off on a tide of raging fuck-lust.
"Ahhhh, yeah, Sis - screw me!" he moaned, his prick bucking like a bronco over his jerking loins.
Aunt Susan knew that she had a moral obligation to prevent the kids from committing the ultimate incest.
And she knew just how to do it, too.
By putting her body between them.
Naked, her nipples standing out like bullets, her tongue lolling from her parted lips and her pussy foaming with the overflow of her cunt juice, Aunt Susan stepped into the room and approached the bed ...
* * *
Jane and Dan had only driven some fifty miles from home when they found a situation that seemed suitable and save no reason to travel any farther. They had no set plans or fixed schedule and were guided only by their naughty inclinations. And they were restricted only by the necessity to get far enough away from their home town so that they would not be known - because the things that they so much enjoyed were frowned on by proper members of the suburban community and much better practiced with strangers.
First, they passed a construction site, where half a dozen dusty workmen were taking a coffee break at a service van beside the road.
Jane's lustful eyes had strayed over those brawny, burly, muscular bodies speculatively and then she had given her husband a glance, her eyebrows raised.
Dan grinned and nodded. And when, a short distance beyond the construction site, they came to a motel, the situation seemed tailored to their tastes. Dan pulled in and registered, requesting a room with one bed - but an extra large one.
Dan went to the room and Jane slid behind the wheel and drove off. There was no need for them to discuss the situation. They'd done it all before.
Dan changed into a robe and fixed himself a large whiskey and soda, lit a cigarette and sat down in a comfortable chair beside the bed to wait.
He didn't have to wait very long.
Within fifteen minutes, Jane arrived - and she had brought all six of the dusty and sweating, but energetic and enthusiastic construction workers back with her.
When the guys saw Dan, they thought nothing of it, for the curvaceous nympho who had picked them up obviously believed that the more was the merrier. They assumed that Dan was merely some other lucky guy the slut had picked up somewhere along the highway.
Being only common blue-collar workers, it never for a moment dawned on them that the man who looked on so approvingly might be her boyfriend - let alone her husband. Such subtle perversions were unknown in their own lifestyles. And they would have beaten their own wives for so much as smiling at another man.
Jane took her clothing off immediately.
The workmen looked on, grinning and drinking beer from cans and admiring her superb beauty. Their natural fears that she might turn out to be a cock-teaser disappeared along with her clothing.
Naked, Jane turned, posing for them.
They were only laborers, but they recognized the work of a master builder. Her body was as elegant as a cathedral - and their cocks rose like spires.
It was a sort of chain reaction as, one by one, the workmen got hard-ons. One prick rose like a lever and, as if by some invisible drive chain, the next prick came up like a crane. Then, the next link on a cog wheel, the third cock sprang up high and magically erected yet another cock on down the line, until all six pricks were standing like a picket fence around the bed.
Dan had a hard-on, as well, and a huge one. But he stayed seated, sipping his drink and casually smoking as he waited to play the audience to his wife's naughty behavior - and an audience with a vested interest, as well, since Dan had helped to write the script for the gang-fuck.
Looking smug and pleased at the magnitude of cockmeat that had risen at the men's sight of her lush body, Jane basked in their avid attention, standing in profile as she thrust her tits out, turning her back to them so they might admire her firm, shapely ass, then bending over and parting her legs.
She sprawled out on the huge bed, her mouth open and her thighs parted.
She was so exquisite that no one approached her for a moment, in awe of her charms. Her thighs were like Grecian columns, her loins a fallen arch that, having toppled flat, retained its integrity at the apex - at the cornerstone of her cunt. It was a classic carnal construction that these common builders could readily appreciate.
Despite her style and class, Jane was not a lady who required much courtship or wooing. Her ass and hips were grinding in ready anticipation. The workmen argued briefly as to who should go first and there was some joshing and ribaldry about who would take sloppy sixths.
The issue was resolved by tossing coins.
A giant brute of a fellow with tattoos on his biceps won the toss. His prick was big and hard and gnarled, like a primitive tool roughly hewn from rock.
He approached the bed and paused, studying the options. He had won the first crack at her by calling tails and now, confronted by the same option, he called heads.
He stuffed his prick into her willing mouth.
Kneeling astride her with his hard ass bouncing off her fat tit, he fucked her face with gusto and squirted his laborer's liquid lust down her throat plentifully, draining his balls to the dregs.
Jane drank his cum-load from his laboring lunchbucket, glancing sideways at her husband as she did so.
Spent, the man drew his cumming cock from her lips and moved aside.
Jane daintily wiped her lips, smiled at Dan - and welcomed the next guy in line.
He was a lean, wiry, dusky young man who chose her cunt - and wore his hard-hat while he fucked her and lubricated her pussy with his slippery jizz.
His hat fell off when he came.
The third man, a freckled redhead, turned her over and threw a doggy-fuck into her.
And, while she was in that inviting position, the fourth man shoved his prick up her shit chute and gave her a thorough ass-fucking, blowing his cum-load into her ass guts.
One by one, the construction crew worked on her body, changing positions and alternating fuck-holes.
Jane, in a state of nymphomaniacal rapture, took them all on enthusiastically and gave them whatever they wanted.
By the time that the last man in line had shot his cum into her, the rest all had stiff pricks again. Now they moved in as a group, a horny hedgerow of cocks coming at her from all sides and all angles.
A complex and intricate cluster-fuck was constructed.
Dan, her adoring husband, looked on with fondness, encouraging the fucker and occasionally offering a suggestion - like a choreographer staging a passion play with his talented wife as the star.
At long last, all six of those potent construction workers were spent and drained and exhausted. Their cockmeat cranes sagged and their balls were empty. A day's work done, they packed their fuck-tools back into their jeans and departed.
Only then did Dan leave his chair and move onto the bed.
His cock was enormous by this time, having grown a bit more each time one of the workmen shot a load of cum into Jane. His balls were so swollen that they seemed to contain as much jism as all six of the construction workers combined had shot.
Jane lay there smiling dreamily, her voluptuous body sprawled out in wanton abandon in a slimy pool of congealing cock cream that had spilled from her flooded fuck-holes. Her ripe body was coated with cum so that she glistened like a glazed doughnut.
It thrilled her husband to see all that overflowing fuck-juice and to know that there was even more of the stuff inside his wife's insatiable body, sloshing in her pussy, bubbling up in her ass, lingering on her lips and tongue and filling her cum-drinker's belly.
He knelt over her, gazing down in admiration.
"Did you enjoy the show?" she whispered.
Dan, that critic of carnal contortions, gave her a rave review - and then joined her for the encore. He mounted her and gave her a long, slow, tender and loving fuck before she took a shower.
Then they planned the next performance, wondering where they might run into a basketball team or, better yet, a bunch of escaped convicts who, serving long terms, had not had a piece of ass for years.
It had been a thrilling start to their short vacation - and they still had two more days to enjoy their erotic adventures before they had to return home.
How happy they were that they had had an opportunity to get away for the long weekend, without having to worry about the kids being left alone.
How lucky that Jane's sister had agreed to stay at the house and make sure that Sarah and Eddie did not get into any trouble ...
Chapter 9
"Oh, shit!" Eddie croaked.
"Aunt Susan!" Sarah squealed.
Both kids looked up at their aunt in horror, blushing with shame and trembling fearfully in anticipation of punishment. But then it dawned on them that Aunt Susan didn't look at all angry - and that she was stark naked.
"It-it was your fault, Aunt Susan," Sarah mumbled. "If I hadn't found your dildo, I wouldn't have gotten so hot and we wouldn't have been naughty and ... and..."
"That's okay," Susan said. "I'm naughty, too."
"You - you aren't mad?" Eddie stammered.
"Of course not - it's all in the family, right? If Sarah likes to suck you off, there's no harm in it."
The siblings exchanged glances, mightily relieved that Aunt Susan was taking such an understanding position.
Then they both looked back at her lovely body. They had already seen that she was naked, and now they noticed that her nipples were swollen and she was licking he sensual lips, and cunt juice was foaming from her fuck-hole.
"Of course, I mustn't allow you to fuck," Aunt Susan added, with a saucy smile. "Sucking is okay. That's just a little naughty fun, but fucking is incest."
"Ohhh ... but ... I'm so horny, Aunt Susan! I really need to get my pussy creamed," Sarah whined.
"Yeah - and I gotta cum again, too," Eddie put in.
"I can see that," said their avid aunt. "I guess I'm gonna have to help you out - both of you."
"Isn't it incest with aunts?" Eddie asked.
"Well, yes - but it's not as serious as it is with brothers and sisters," Susan explained.
"Oh," Eddie acknowledged.
"Yeah, that's right," Sarah agreed.
Neither kid had any idea if it was right or not, if incest was calculated by such fine degrees. But then, Aunt Susan had no idea if it was true, either. And the uncertainty of the definition was not about to stop her.
She curled up on the bed, one knee hooked so that they could look right at her soaking, steaming pussy.
"You already came, Eddie," she said, glancing at the gooey evidence on his sister's lips. "And sucking your brother off must have made you really hot, Sarah."
"It sure did!" Sarah cried.
"So I better cream you first," Aunt Susan concluded, running her tongue slowly across her lips.
Sarah stared at that sliding lapper and trembled. She was beginning to understand that even the most normal, cock-loving lady could be a cunt-lapper.
"I know how yummy your pussy is, Sarah," Susan purred. "I sucked your cum juice off my rubber prick, and it made me awful fucking hungry for your pussy."
Eddie was gaping at them. Being a boy, he didn't realize that pussy-sucking was the sort of thing that normal girls enjoyed every bit as much as lesbians. It was a mystery to him - but a sweet mystery, thrilling him to the core.
"Oh! Oooooh, yes - eat me, Aunt Susan!" Sarah gurgled, falling back along the bed and hiking her ass up, presenting her pussy on the tray of her tilted crotch. "Eat me out, and then I'll tongue-fuck you."
Her mouth was still as hot as her cunt, despite the oily dose of brotherly jizz she had just swilled down.
Aunt Susan leaned over her, tits jiggling. Her lapper shot out and rustled in Sarah's dark, curly cunt hair. Drool matted the hair and trickled down into Sarah's groin, steaming in he heat of that grotto.
"Do my cunt - do my cunt, Aunt Susan!" Sarah whimpered, wiggling around impatiently, going crazy at the thought of getting tongue-fucked by her sexy aunt.
But, hungry as she was for the feast, Aunt Susan wanted to nibble at the appetizers for a while before she got down to the main course.
She lapped around the edges and the hairy rim, slurping up the cunt nectar that was seeping down Sarah's groin. She licked up a tongueful from the teenager's thighs and moaned with pleasure. Sarah's cunt cream had been tasty when she sucked it off the rubber prick, but it was a lot tastier from her thigh - and it was going to be absolutely scrumptious when Susan sucked it straight out of her pussy gash.
Holding the lithe young girl by the hips, Aunt Susan gently turned her over, so that she was spread out belly-down across the bed. Her trim little ass was hiked up, wriggling wantonly.
Susan placed her open hands on Sarah's ass cheeks and spread the tight mounds of her ass apart. The crack of Sarah's ass was soaking and slimy from the pussy spillage that had seeped down out of her crotch and soaked into the tight ass crack.
Aunt Susan began to run her nimble lapper up between Sarah's ass cheeks, gathering up the spillage. Sarah squirmed and pushed her ass up.
Her greedy aunt began to tongue out Sarah's asshole with enthusiasm, whetting her appetite for creamy cunt by rimming out a spicy asshole.
She fucked her tongue as far up into her niece's tight asshole as it would go, reaming around inside her shit tract. Her lips were slobbering into the tight brown bud of Sarah's asshole, and then she sucked her slobber back up, all tainted and flavored by that tangy, puckered shitter.
Watching his adorable aunt rimming his nubile sister's asshole, Eddie was wondering if ass-fucking counted as incest or if, like face-fucking, it was only a bit of naughty sibling amusement?
He would have to ask Aunt Susan's advice on that matter, when she was less busily occupied - and the asshole on which she was working was vacant.
"Ummmm-ahhhhh," Sarah moaned as her aunt's lapper fucked deeply up into her asshole.
Susan was tonguing her niece's shit hole as a sort of prelude to the pussy-licking.
Aunt Susan lapped at the crack between her niece's spread ass cheeks again, slowly dragging her tongue up, then she concentrated on her shit hole once more.
Sarah was churning spasmodically. It felt so lovely that the inexperienced girl was wondering if she could have an anal orgasm - if her ass could cream.
Turning her face from side to side, Susan fucked her tongue up that snug channel and her lips suckled hungrily on the puckered brown ass ring.
Then she drew back and rolled Sarah over onto her back again. Sarah's knees went up and her thighs parted wide as she jerked her cunt up eagerly.
Her fuck-hole had gotten even swampier and steamier as she enjoyed an asshole full of hot tongue. The rosy cuntlips were spread open wide, all folded back around the creamy pussy slot.
Aunt Susan's radiant face hovered over Sarah's pussy as the cunt-hungry woman gazed at that succulent snack and licked her lips with her tainted tongue. Her breath wafted into the girl's open cunt gash, and Sarah's stiff clit shot out as if it were going to fly right off her groin and rocket into her aunt's lips.
With a greedy little gasp, Aunt Susan dove on Sarah's crotch and began to munch her cunt with joy. Her tongue whisked and flailed and slurped in Sarah's smoldering cunt slot and her lips plastered themselves to the gooey gash like a wet rubber plunger stuck to a hairy drain.
Holding the slim girl by the cheeks of her ass, Susan lifted her higher, drinking thirstily from he pussy and rubbing her face around in her cunt juice.
She sucked, tongue-fucked, then sucked again, alternating the action as she brought Sarah slowly and surely up towards the surging crest.
If the two of them had been alone together, Aunt Susan would have worked more slowly, pausing once in a while to let Sarah's cunt cool slightly and making the delicious feast last for a long time.
But with her horny nephew waiting, his massive fucker hammering violently, Aunt Susan began to suck with the steady, rhythmic action that would bring Sarah off.
"Cream ... cream my tongue" she panted, speaking right up into Sarah's fuck-hole.
Sarah's haunches jumped, her pelvis shuddered. She mopped her pussy muff frantically in her aunt's adoring face, as if she were frigging herself on the woman's lapper.
Her cherry pussy began to dissolve.
"Coming ... coming!" Sarah cried.
Her clit went off like a smoldering fuse, setting off a second explosion deep in her cunt.
Her pussy cream came pouring out in a foaming flood. The girl was cumming so heavily that her cunt-crazed aunt couldn't manage to stem the tide with her mouth. Girl-cum washed over her chin and cheeks, cunt cream breaking in a bow wave at the corners of her mouth.
Aunt Susan gulped and gobbled and gurgled. Girl-cum was running into her hair, slopping down onto her heavy, heaving tits, soaking her from chin to forehead. She snorted and slobbered and snuffled as cunt cream seeped up her nose.
Sarah kept right on creaming, and her aunt kept on quaffing on her unquenchable pussy, draining her to the dregs and cherishing every creamy drop.
Sarah sank down, gasping.
Then another spasm hit her loins and she jerked back up, spilling more cunt-cum out into Aunt Susan's voracious mouth.
Aunt Susan slurped joyfully at the flowing fount, amazed at how much girl-cum Sarah was feeding her. The teenager was creaming as abundantly as any spurting prick, filling Susan's mouth and belly with a steady tide of pussy nectar.
At long last, Sarah slumped, and the last of her girl-cum came out in a light, frothy trickle.
Aunt Susan kept on sucking to make sure the meal was ended, then she used her tongue to lap up the overflow.
When she finally raised her head, her chin was dripping as if her face had been dipped into a bowl of honey. She glistened with cunt-cum from forehead to tits, and Sarah's crotch was awash with her saliva.
"I love eating your pussy, Sarah," she sighed. "I'm gonna munch you all weekend."
The girl beamed at the happy prospect.
Now that her cunt was so well satisfied, Sarah's mouth was hot and her tongue was horny. She was greatly looking forward to sucking her sexy aunt's pussy and discovering the delights of the other half of cunt-lapping.
But then Aunt Susan turned to Eddie.
Eddie was so turned on from watching his aunt's pretty face working in his sister's juicy crotch that the young man seemed petrified. He was sprawled out on his back. His neck was craned up so he could watch, but the rest of his body seemed to be nailed to the bed on his prick, impaled helplessly on his iron-hard spike.
The position suited Aunt Susan.
After all, she had come there to baby-sit. And if the kids were no longer babies, she still had a job of sitting to do - and she was eager to sit right on Eddie's prick.
Leaning over him, she sucked his meaty prick into her mouth, just to get a taste of it for future reference - because she certain planned to suck him off a few times before the weekend was over.
His cock tasted of his sister's spit.
Susan mouthed his cock for a few moments, then rose and threw one leg across his hips, kneeling astride his loins. Holding his cock by the hilt, she fitted the flaring purple slab of the cockhead into her fuck-slot.
She whipped the cock-knob around in her cunt gash and twisted her hips about, squatting on the end of his big fucker like a flagpole sitter. She had never fucked a close relative before, and she was savoring the prospect, squirming around in rapture on the boy's cockhead for a few lovely moments before she settled down on the incestuous insertion.
Then, sleek thighs rippling, Aunt Susan began to lower her cunt onto her nephew's towering cocklance.
His fat prick-knob vanished in her pussy and her cuntlips clung to his cockstalk, turning outwards and juicing heavily down the length of the cock rod. Her cunt cream soaked the outside of his balls as they swelled with his own load of cum within those hairy bags.
She fucked down inch by sweet inch.
Sarah had rolled over behind them and was watching her brother's thick, heavily veined prick slowly disappearing up into her aunt's steaming fuck-slot.
Then Susan shoved her pussy down hard and took the last inches up into her pussy. Her cuntlips seemed glued around the hairy base of his prick, and the curve of her ass brushed against his heavy, inflated balls.
She held it all in her, not starting to hump yet, enjoying the feeling of having her fuck-hole stuffed so full of cherry cock. And she was giving the youth a moment to savor the thrill of having his virgin prick buried in a hot cunt for the first time - and in his aunt's cunt, at that, the sensation magnified by the dark joy of their depravity.
Susan squatted on his upthrust fucker, babysitting with a vengeance.
She twisted her lithe pelvis around, grinding her cunt on his cock, rolling her hips wildly.
Her inner cunt muscles closed around his prick, rippling up from the root to the crown in a rhythmic caress, a fuck-hole fondling that caused his cock to throb and pulse.
Then she began to fuck herself on his prick.
Thighs, tensing, she pulled her pussy up until only his cockhead was in her cunt gash, a fat purple wedge of prickmeat flaring in the coral pink folds of her pussy while his long, rock-hard fucker stood out like a bridge between them.
Moaning, she fucked back down to his balls.
It felt as if she were squatting onto a red-hot crowbar as his flaring cockhead surged up into the depths of her fuck-hole, stuffing her pussy.
She adored his cock, as a cock - and cherished it all the more because it was her young, virgin nephew's cherry cockmeat filling her fuck-hole.
She began riding him steadily, bobbing up and down as if posting in the saddle of his loins.
Eddie fell into pace with her, humping up from the groaning bed to meet her pussy as she fucked it down onto his hard-on. Her cuntlips sucked all the way up his cockstalk as she rose on the rampant fucker. She paused for an instant atop his cock, then dropped her cunt back to the hilt.
As Aunt Susan gleefully fucked her virgin nephew, her niece - also a virgin but not, she knew, for very much longer, either - was gazing at the fucking in fascination.
From behind her aunt's jolting ass, Sarah had a perfect view of the fucking. She saw the thickly seamed underside of her brother's prick fuck in, then pull out through her aunt's dragging cuntlips, all slathered with cunt cream.
What a mouth-watering sight it was!
Sarah already knew how delicious Eddie's cockmeat was and she was looking forward to sucking his prick when it was all drenched with her aunt's cunt cream.
She was equally hungry for Aunt Susan's pussy.
And Eddie's fucker was churning into Aunt Susan's pussy as if he were stirring that creamy confection, preparing a bowl of steaming stew for his sister.
She could hardly wait!
Then, with a grin, the girl realized that she didn't have to wait, after all!
Belly down, she slithered up behind them and began to lick around the edges.
She knew how tasty cock was, and her first lick told her that pussy juice was every bit as scrumptious. And now, tonguing cock and cunt at the same time, the girl was having a banquet.
She lapped her brother's balls lavishly.
Then she began to pull her flattened tongue up the underside of his cockstalk, tracing along the pulsating vein as the fat cockrod came drawing out of Susan's pussy, all richly flavored and fragrant with cunt juice.
As her lapper slid up her brother's cockshaft, it flicked into her aunt's cock-stuffed cunt. She licked the juicy cuntal folds, letting Eddie's pussy-plunger slip through her parted lips as it fucked in.
Then she jammed her tingling lapper right up into Aunt Susan's fuck-hole, alongside Eddie's prick, like a pliable buffer on the side of a torpedo.
With the sensation of Sarah's tongue and lips adding to the thrill of their fucking, Eddie and Aunt Susan began fucking faster, slamming together like crazed animals. Susan's ass jerked about tantalizingly, the firm ass cheeks slapping on Sarah's forehead.
Sarah slid on up, dragging her tongue up through the crack between those ass cheeks and then rimming merrily away in her aunt's aromatic asshole. As her lapper dipped into that pungent asshole, she immediately understood why the woman had taken such delight in licking out her asshole. The subtly different taste and texture perfectly complemented the rich flavor of cunt and the gamy succulence of prickmeat.
She snacked happily on Aunt Susan's shit hole for a few moments.
But then she moved down again, wanting to be right there when they creamed, and knowing from the way they were moaning and pumping so convulsively that both her brother and her aunt were ready to cum.
She clamped her lips on Aunt Susan's fuck-slot as Eddie's prick fucked in and out with lightning-fast strokes. His balls rolled up and slapped her chin like a blackjack. Sarah's head was spinning with the joy of sucking them both. She was dizzy with the heated fragrance of hot prick and melting pussy, dazed by the steamy succulence.
Eddie was spilling out globs of pre-cum now, so that when his cockshaft pulled out of Susan's pussy, it was not only soaking with cunt juice but also streaked with thicker strands of sweet cock cream. His sister gulped the fuck-slime up gluttonously, whimpering as she waited for more.
Eddie cried out and lurched up, and his cum shot into his aunt's cunt in a creaming geyser.
The instant that Susan felt that cherry boy-cum hosing her pussy, she creamed in a frenzied, foaming flood, her female fuck-juice gushing into his jism and both, combined in a delicious cream sauce, pumping out of her cunt slot and filling Sarah with jism and with joy.
Grinding together spasmodically, Aunt Susan and Eddie milked each other dry. And greedy little sister Sarah slurped up the overflow and lapped up the spillage.
Then, panting and gasping and grinning, the happy family clustered together, embracing and snuggling fondly and affectionately - affection that soon became frantic once again.
And they stayed frantic for the whole weekend.
Aunt Susan wasn't left with much time to think about anything but who to suck next, or which hole she wanted to get fucked in next.
But in one quiet moment between fuck-sessions, she thought how lovely it was to baby-sit for her sister's kids. And it was no trouble, either, for they were good children who didn't smoke or get into the liquor cabinet or invite their friends over for wild parties.
She would be able to honestly tell their mother that they had behaved very well, indeed.
