"Huuhhnn, uhhhh, ohhhh shit," Russ moaned. His voice was coming from behind an empty horse stall. Netty moved closer, her pussy burning.
The sounds grew louder. As she peeked over the top edge of the stall, she saw her brother's naked foot first. Russ had stripped off his jeans. He was stark naked from the waist down, and he sat with his legs thrown apart. A picture magazine was in his left hand. What he had in his right hand made Netty's nipples swell against the thin cotton dress that clung loosely to her willowy body. In her brother's right hand was his swollen cock! Though she'd glimpsed his cock occasionally before, Netty had never seen a prick looking like this! The foreskin of the prick was all stretched back from the cocktip. The cocktip was very dark and blue in color. It glistened like it was, coated with something slick. Russ pumped the shaft of his cock, letting the loose skin slide up over his swollen cocktip and then down again. The rhythmic slapping noise affected Netty in the strangest way.
"Jhheeeshhhus!" Russ squealed, his eyes half closed. He was jerking his cock faster all the time. Every few seconds, he'd stare at the full-page picture that the magazine was opened to. Netty could see the picture clearly, and she knew that her older brother would never dare keep anything like that in the house. The picture showed a naked girl, not much older than herself. The girl was perched on the edge of a fancy-looking bed with her heels drawn up against her ass; She was stretching the lips of her cunt so that the inner surfaces glistened. With the middle finger of her other hand, she was pushing into her cunthole. She had a look of ecstasy, and her mouth hung slightly open. Her pussy looked invitingly warm and soft, even though it was just a picture.
"I'd like to put it in you, you bitch," Russ growled, jacking himself more violently than ever.
Netty was in a mild state of shock. She clung to the top of the stall, her chin hooked over the rough boards. Her body was pressed against the hard surface. She wasn't trying to think naughty, but her body tingled all over and her cunt was damp. She could feel her nylon panties starting to cling to her cunthair.
Netty had heard of this sort of thing before. She'd heard girls talking in the halls or in the locker room after gym class. In fact, just before school had gotten out for the summer, she'd heard Bobby Ann Hawkes tell about how she actually did it for a guy. Netty hadn't believed the story at first but the description of how the guy's cum had gotten all over the place certainly had a ring of truth to it. Though Netty had never really seen male cum, she'd heard that it was terribly messy and that it had a smell that a girl would never forget if she sniffed it just once.
"Ohhhh shit," Russ gasped. His legs were stiff and he was banging his elbow on the back of the stall now as he pulled at his erect cock with furious movements. The slap, slap, slap was more rapid and Netty's eyes went wide as she watched that flared barb at the very end of his cock swell. It was almost purple now, a dark purple. His prick looked too big to fit inside a woman! She'd never suspected that her own brother was so big. But then, she didn't really know that much about male anatomy. She'd seen a few pictures, and she'd seen her brothers after they took a bath when their cocks were small, white worms, framed by dark curls.
This thing in Russ's right hand was no wrinkled worm though! It seemed over seven inches long and was thicker than an ax handle. She could almost imagine how hot it was too, and how hard.
"Ohh, ohhhhh god damn it! Ohhhh you slut, you bitch!"
Russ licked the picture in the book and a thrill went through Netty's belly. She'd never suspected that males acted like this when they were masturbating. Netty had always tried to resist it herself. In fact, she had kept from actually fingering her cunt. But sometimes after a bath, she lay on her bed naked and let naughty thoughts come to her. Then she'd close her thighs as tight as possible and rock her hips. Sometimes crossing her legs made her pussy feel even better. She always hated herself for giving in like that, but once she'd started, she always had to keep see-sawing the slippery inner surfaces of her cunt together until a sharp and tingling thrill would suddenly make her squeal. The tingling lasted only a few seconds, and Netty had guessed that this was what she'd heard girls talk about. An orgasm. But her brother Russ was going at it in a more active way altogether.
"Yeah, yeah," he panted, his fingers slapping upwards against the flared crown of his cock.
Netty could see his prick pulsing.
"I'm ramming it all the way into your cunt!" Russ held the magazine down between his thighs so that he could look at it and his cock at the same time. His chest heaved as he filled and emptied his lungs almost as rapidly as his hand jerked his cock. Netty rubbed her cunt mound against the boards of the stall. A thrill went through her, and she felt another flood of cunt juice wet her panty crotch.
"Ohhh wow," she sighed, eyes fluttering. She'd never been so aroused by anything! Her own brother, beating his prick! It was naughty and wicked and wrong. She was wrong to be watching too, but how could she leave now? It looked like poor Russ was gonna have some terrible fit!
"Ghbhuuhhhnnn," he gasped, his heels digging in the straw. His cock was absolutely rigid.
Though Netty knew it was an illusion, his cock seemed hard enough to drive a nail. The cocktip was softer; she could see it give when her brother's fingers bumped it.
The sudden spud of cream made Netty clap a hand over her mouth. The cum shot into the air a foot before splattering down on Russ's belly. He was growling and gasping and making the darnedest sounds! Again Netty rubbed her young cunthair against the stall. She never did things like that, but watching her brother pump the white sap from his balls had really turned her on. And it was coming fast now! Little jets bubbled out and flowed down over the engorged swell of his prick, down over his pumping fingers. Then a streak of white would squirt high into the air again. The color picture of the, naked teenager was spattered with heavy looking drips. Where her finger went into her cunt, a gop of Russ's cum had landed and wrinkled the paper up.
"Huuhhnn, nhhuuhhh," he moaned, his hips writhing where he sat as he kept jerking the hot curds of cum from his prick. The expression on his face was almost too ecstatic to look at. Netty felt as if she shouldn't be there. The moment was an intimate, very private one for Russ. She shivered to think of what he'd do to her if he knew she were peeking.
His cock still looked very hard, but the white stuff wasn't coming out as fast as before. Russ pumped slower; his breathing was not so ragged; his expression was not so wild. Another droplet of cum oozed down his cockshaft, and he stopped working the skin up and down. It looked like he would never get that drippy, swollen prick in his pants when he dressed, but Netty remembered from things she'd heard girl's speak about, that a man wilted pretty fast after he fucked. Even now, her brother's cock was bending over some. Netty swallowed hard. Her cunt seemed wired up with electricity. Whatever she brushed against sent hot trembles through her. Russ had pulled out his handkerchief and was trying to clean up.
"Christ, that was nice." He mopped the thick curds from his cock and fingers. The magazine had closed when he'd tossed it down, but Netty could still see that filthy picture all streaked with her brother's cum. She felt a little dizzy. She'd been hearing about fucking since she was seven, but now, suddenly, she'd been thrown into the midst of a fuck scene she could barely handle.
Russ was standing up now, hunting for his underwear. She couldn't risk him seeing her, so Netty padded silently away to the spot she left the eggs that she'd been gathering. She went around the barn and up the path to the house. She was a little breathless and the pleasurable feel of her cuntlips rubbing together had made her feel weak. She was carefully putting the eggs into the refrigerator when Russ came in the back door.
"Hi, Russ," she said, trying to sound as innocent as she could. She didn't dare look at him for fear she'd give herself away.
"How you doing, Sis?"
"Fine, lust fine." As Russ went by, he gave her ass a pat. It was no big thing. Both her brothers gave her pats on the ass from time to time and she'd never thought about it one way or the other. But now, after watching her big brother milk the cum from his cock, his casual slap on her ass sent throbbing shivers across the lips of her pussy. She leaned against the open refrigerator door. She was panting and her ass stung thrillingly where Russ's hand had hit.
"This is silly," she moaned, placing another egg in the tray in the door. She closed the refrigerator and put the bucket in the corner. She ran herself a cool glass of water, but she was still breathing funny. Her Pa stomped up the back steps and came in.
His hands were greasy from working on the tractor, and he wiped them on a rag and gave Netty a wink.
"How's my pretty daughter today?"
"Fine, Pa. You want a drink?" She watched him swallow the cool water. Then she was thinking of her brother again-the way he'd jerked his cock so violently at the last.
"Your face is a little flushed," her father said.
"Guess that morning sun is hotter than I thought." She took another drink.
"Mr. Cosgrove is bringing his mare over today to get her bred," her father told her. "We'll put her in with Blue Boy right away if he's not too worked up. I'm gonna get a pretty good stud fee on this deal so next time you're in town, you pick yourself out a new dress, you hear?"
"Oh Pa, that's awful nice of you."
"You'll have to help me keep a watch on Blue Boy. He gets pretty wild when a new mare visits."
Netty watched her father head back across the barnyard to the tractor. She didn't have anything else to do for the morning, and she was thinking of going to help him if he needed her. But her mind kept straying back to that stall in the barn where she'd watched her brother jack off his cock.
Even as she climbed the stairs, she knew she was doing wrong. She was heading for her room. And though she had told herself she'd only rest a few minutes, she knew that there were naughtier things on her mind.
"I should go find Ma and see if she wants me to hang up some wash or something." But her fingers gripped her doorknob, and she closed the door behind her. She was too ashamed to look at herself in the mirror at first. She sat on the edge of her bed looking down at her bare feet and panting. The desire that burned inside her pussy was much stronger than any of the small tingles she'd felt before. This throbbing, this aching seemed to take control of her. She wanted so badly t9 touch her cunt, to unclothe herself. And though she resisted for almost five minutes, at last she gave a little whimper and began to unbutton her thin, summer dress.
Her dress fell at her feet as she stood. Her panties were all that were left since she had never worn a bra.
"They're really not big enough anyhow," she said out loud, cupping a hand under one adolescent tit. The white titflesh was daintily tipped with pink. Around the short, wrinkled nipple was a large circle of orange-pink flesh. In anatomy books this was referred to as the areola. Netty stepped out of her dress and waltzed lazily towards her dresser mirror. She was long legged and slim hipped. It had been during the last year that her subtle, female curves had developed. She would never be as busty with big tits as some girls she knew, but there was no mistaking her gender. Every passing month made a difference now. She was becoming a rather pretty young woman. Slowly, she skinned her panties down.
Trembling a little, Netty touched the sparse blonde fluff that covered her cuntmound. It matched the color of her shoulder-length locks perfectly. It was funny that most people thought she bleached her hair, probably because real blondes were so scarce. But scarce as she was, she was real. Her blue eyes sparkled under blonde lashes. Her fair skin was too sensitive to let her risk much of a tan.
"I'm all damp," she sighed, picking up a hand ... mirror and returning to the bed, She sat on the edge of the mattress, opened her knees slowly, and held the mirror at the right angle. She could see the plumpness of her outer cuntlips, and then as they parted with a wet peeling sound, she glimpsed the secrets that she'd avoided in years past.
Her mother had implied that a good girl didn't bother with her own pussy. A good girl wasn't supposed to have any interest in that taboo cunt between her thighs. She was to wash her cunt as quickly as possible and forget it. In the past few years, Netty had been having a difficult time forgetting. It had been a miracle that she'd kept from touching her pussy. Lots of girls she knew played with their cunts all the time and whispered....their secret joys to Netty. But Netty had remained strong-until this morning.
"It looks so darned wet!" she gasped, nudging a fingertip against one plump outer cuntlip to peel it wider. There were little folds and bumps and lips in her pussy. The cuntjuices were flowing, and as she squirmed a little, a glistening droplet dripped over an oddly shaped flap of pink cuntflesh. The cuntflesh formed a kind of hood, and within the hood Netty could see the beaded nub of something that something was very sensitive she knew. When she rubbed her thighs together sometimes, the tingling pleasure always started throbbing there first. She knew that little thing was called a clitoris.
"I shouldn't touch. . ." But Netty licked her forefinger and eased it down against her exposed pussy. Then she brushed across that little nub. A flash of exhilarating pleasure made her shoulders shake. She sucked in a quick breath. She felt feverish and flushed. Her heart pounded furiously in her ears. Again she petted the glistening knot of cuntflesh, and again she felt the thrills. Her cunt was really getting slippery now. She dipped her finger deeper, letting it ride down into the deepest part of her crevice. Her hymen didn't seem especially tender so she pushed in a little against it. But it felt best to rub her clit. She rubbed it again.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh wow, this is far out!" She watched in the mirror as her excited nub expanded out from its protective hood. All the surrounding cuntflesh was getting plump and firm and hot. She was breathing faster too, without really thinking about it. And her tits ached to be touched. She touched her tits, letting her palm slide back and forth as her forefinger drew more pleasure from her clit.
"Uhhh, ohhhh god!"
Netty had never guessed that she could experience this kind of pleasure by using just her finger. It was better than rubbing her thighs and cuntlips together. Sometimes that took too long. Sometimes it teased her almost to madness to depend on her muscle tensions to extract an orgasm. A finger was lots nicer! She could stroke her throbbing cunt button until the pulses of pleasure grew very intense. Then she'd lighten the caresses until her whole body strained and shuddered.
"I can't sit up any longer," she gasped, falling backwards on the bed. She hooked her heels on the edge of the mattress and realized that she was in a position very much like that girl in the picture her brother had held while he beat his prick. The idea of Russ looking at her own cunt made Netty whimper. Instead of making her feel ashamed, the image had caused another surge of excitement to ripple through her swollen cunt.
"I can't think of Russ. That's just terrible."
But who could she think of? There was Earl Maxwell, the only guy she'd ever dated more than once. Earl was the most straight-laced guy in Templeton and not all that much fun on a date. When she tried to think of him, his features quickly faded only to be replaced by her brother's smiling face again.
Netty closed bier eyes. She had her finger working deep in her cunt, gouging along the hottest, slickest part of her pussy and then dragging it up over her clit. As she did this, she imagined her brother with his hand on his cock. As he watched her, he jacked his prick teasingly. His cocktip was swelling up like it had just before he'd spurted cum.
"Ohhhh, uhhhhhhh," Netty moaned, her hips dancing a little on her bed. It felt so lovely to use her finger on her pussy. She rubbed faster, her other hand squeezing one of her tits so that the nipple pooched out. Every time she closed her eyes, there was Russ, smiling lewdly at her. Netty was growing far too excited to control her imagination. Before she could even think about whether it was right or wrong, she let her daydream grow more erotic.
Now as she squeezed her eyes tight and thought of Russ, he came at her, his cock jerking in his fingers.
"I'm gonna fuck your pussy," he seemed to say, "I'm gonna fuck you, you naughty little bitch!" Netty could see his cock clearly as she rooted with her forefinger in the slippery heat of her cunt. He pushed his cock into her pussy. Netty used her thumb against her hymen to pretend.
"Ohhhh Russ," she whimpered, tossing her head back and forth, "Ohhh fuck me, Russ!" She gouged her pussy harder with her thumb while her finger flicked against her clit. A furious pleasure consumed her. The sensation was much more intense than when she crossed her legs to masturbate. This was a breathless rush to ecstasy she'd only dreamed of before. And the image of her brother's cock made it even better.
"Nhhhuuuhh, ohhhh god, it's never felt like this! Never ever!" Netty had pulled her heels up a little so that her knees were bent. Now she let her thighs fall apart so that the tendons stretched and her cunt felt more open than ever. It wasn't a very lady-like pose, and she would never have done it if her pussy hadn't been so hot.
But her pussy was hot, and she was doing it, and it felt lovely! With her young cunt spread and stretched, her fingers could touch every hidden fold, every supersensitive bump of pink cuntflesh. Her cuntjuice dripped down the crack of her ass as she danced her hips again the beat.
The image of her older brother's prick was more clear than ever now. She wasn't trying to think of him. Russ was just there in her thoughts, smiling wickedly at her as she used her middle finger in her pussy and pretended it was Russ's cock.
"Ohhh Russ, you, you nasty boy!" She licked her lips, her eyes fluttering with the hot excitement that throbbed through her cunt. Her belly heaved wildly now as she fought to get air into her lungs. A tingling flush covered every square inch of her cuntflesh. Suddenly she was making growling animal sounds as she thrust her hips in a carnal, violent manner.
"Uh, uhh, uhhhh, uhhhhhh!" she groaned. Then she clamped her thighs together, rolled over onto her stomach, and with her finger digging her clit, she came. The squeal in her throat was weak and shivery as her snow-white ass rose and fell. She pumped her pussy against her gouging fingers and thought of how Russ had looked with his big prick in his hand. In her sexy dream haze, that prick was poking her right in the heat of her pussy. She squealed again, feeling the quivery throbs of ecstasy. Those throbs would last longer if she didn't rub too hard, but it was difficult to slow down. Writhing gracefully against the mattress, she lost the last dying tingle and collapsed. Her eyes closed, and her mouth lolled open as she panted like a dog in the sun.
When at last she dragged herself up, she had to sit on the edge of her bed to find the strength to rise. Her fingers were shiny with her slick cuntjuice, and when she looked down between her thighs, she was shocked to see the state of her poor little cunt. Her pussy didn't look so little now. The white outer cuntlips were all puffed up and pooched out. Inside, where she was usually as pink as a kitten's tongue, the membranes had darkened somewhat and the dainty petals of cuntflesh were as swollen as the rest of her. She could see the beaded head of her clit. It hadn't begun to retract into the protective hood yet. She touched her fingertip to her tongue and lightly brushed the tender clit.
"Ouch! Ohhh wow, I'm really a mess!" She staggered to her door and peeked out. The hall was empty. She could see the bathroom at the end of it. She guessed she could make it that far. But when she was even with the room her two brothers shared, she had the feeling someone was watching her. She closed the bathroom door behind her and leaned panting on the sink.
The water-soaked washrag felt good pressed against her feverish cunt. She left it there until the swelling had receded a little.
"God, what did I do to myself'?" she sighed, knowing that this was really the very first time she'd ever given in completely to her cunt's hungry desires. She felt a little ashamed, but she was much more ashamed of what she'd thought of while playing with herself. She'd thought of Russ, thought of his cock, thought of him actually fucking her!
Though she wasn't a regular churchgoer, Netty realized that she'd crossed over the line between decency and wickedness. It was bad enough masturbating, but to dream of your brother while doing it-that was unforgivable.
"I'll never do it again," she swore, not certain if she meant never put her finger in her cunt, or never use the image of her brother's cock to excite herself.
Netty wrapped a towel around herself to go back down the hall. Sure enough Tommy was sitting on the edge of his bed. She gave him a little wave as she went by but felt her skin flush. He'd seen her naked! Neither of her brothers had ever seen her totally undressed since she'd turned twelve. But then Tommy was a year younger than she was, fifteen months to be exact.
Netty put on her panties and dress. She brushed her blonde hair until it was shining. When she went back downstairs, Tommy was in the kitchen getting a glass of milk. He was slender, like she was, and his light brown hair had blond wisps in it from being in the summer sun. As she came closer, she noticed that her brother had finally caught up to her in height. He turned, and his green eyes were soft. He'd always been a more gentle type of guy than Russ. When younger, Netty had babied him a lot, and she still felt close to him in many ways.
"Netty, I've got to talk to you about something."
"Sure, Tommy. What's wrong?"
"Not now. Maybe tonight I could tell you in private."
"Sounds like girl problems," Netty grinned, giving his belly a pinch.
"Do you think I could come to your room?" He swallowed and looked at his feet.
"Tonight? Sure. If it's that important." She brushed her lips against his forehead like she'd done lots of times in the past, but the tremor that went through her made her frown. Netty went out the back door and sat on the steps in the shade of the big old house. "Things sure seem strange lately," she said to herself, aware of her cunt as it continued to throb. "Awful, awful strange."
Chapter Two
Netty felt hot and drowsy after supper so she thought it would be nice to take a quick dip in the pond down in the pasture. She dug out her old swimming suit, a modest bikini that had fit her two years ago but was a little too tight now. Since it was the only thing she had, it would have to do. She felt a shiver of excitement in her pussy as she pulled the skimpy bottoms up against her ass and cunt. The elastic dipped a little too low on her tummy to make her feel comfortable. When she put the halter part on, she realized that her tits had grown more than she'd thought these past months. Soft white titflesh pooched out over the top of the bikini and jiggled when she walked.
"Oh heck, there won't be anybody else around anyhow." She pulled on her bathrobe, tied it securely in front, and left the house. As she descended the path to the pasture pond, she could hear Russ banging on his guitar over by the side of the house. Ma and Pa were watching television. When she was almost out of sight of the barn, an old pickup bounced down the road and slid to a stop. It was Earl Maxwell! He was the last guy in the world she expected to see. She waved, blushing because of what she had on. Well, she wouldn't have to take off her bathrobe. She didn't have to go swimming.
Earl saw her and came running down the path. He had on a clean white shirt, and his hair was neatly parted. What a funny guy, Netty thought. He was about as sexy as a fencepost. On their last date, a month before, Netty had been afraid that the poor nut might have a heart attack. Just holding hands with him was enough to rouse his cock.
"Hi, Netty, what ya doing?"
"I was going swimming." She looked at him curiously. "Did you drive all the way out here just to see me?"
"Yeah, I sure did. There was a youth social at the church tonight, but I sneaked out of it. I couldn't get you off my mind."
Netty shrugged and started on down the path. Earl walked at her side, letting his knuckles brush hers. He didn't have the nerve to take her hand. When they were at the water's edge, he looked at her expectantly.
"Don't let me stop you," he said. Netty was still a little shy about peeling off her robe. She hadn't expected a male visitor and that bikini was awfully small for her, but she didn't want to be like Earl. Being as nonchalant as possible, she threw her robe on a branch and waded into the water. The sun hadn't quite set, and the light picked up the blonde down on her belly and legs. Earl stared like he was watching a goddess.
"God you're pretty, Netty."
"Think so?" she asked.
"I sure do!" She was cunt deep in the pond now, and as her skin got used to the cool temperature of the water, she drifted forward and swam out to the middle. There wasn't anywhere in the pond she couldn't touch bottom by standing on her tiptoes. She turned and smiled back at Earl.
"Why don't you come on in?"
"I don't have any trunks." He stood up and rubbed his hands on his jeans. "But if you won't look, I guess I could strip down to my skivvies."
Netty smiled to herself. She turned away from the boy as he peeled off his clothes. Then she heard a lot of splashing.. She turned to see him wading towards her in the water. Just below the surface, she saw the white patch that was his underwear. She felt a little mischievous.
"Hold me up," she told him, "while I try and float."
Netty knew how to float by herself very well, but she couldn't help teasing this clumsy guy. Dutifully, Earl put his hands under her thighs and back, and she drifted, her blonde hair spreading in the water. He gazed down at her as though he was adoring a princess.
"God, Netty. . . Ohhh god!"
"Don't drop me," she warned. "What's wrong with you anyhow?"
"Nothing."
"I'm gonna turn over. Think you can keep me from drowning?"
Earl nodded, swallowing rapidly. Netty kicked her legs and turned her body so that the boy's hands were on her belly. She splashed a little and giggled, knowing that the feel of her flesh against his palms was making him dizzy. That was just the way Earl was.
"Ohh Netty, I think I like you better than any girl I've ever seen."
The last rays of the, setting sun came down through the water. Below the glassy surface, Netty saw something. It was the front of Earl's skivvies, and they were all poked out. A thrill went through her, and she sucked in a quick breath. She hadn't realized just how much she was affecting the poor nut. But now that she saw that his cock was erect under the white cotton of his underwear, she couldn't resist teasing him some more.
"Do you think I've got a nice body?" she asked, not daring to look over at him. Below the surface of the pond his cock seemed to jump inside the tangle of his jockey shorts. Earl seemed to be having a hard time finding the right words.
"I.. . I ... think you've got a swell body!"
"What do you like best about me."
Again the boy seemed to be choking on something. "Your legs are sure nice. Nice and long."
"Lots of girls have long legs," she said.
"Well, your hair . ."
"Besides my hair."
"Uhh, well, you sure do have pretty. . ." He barely whispered the last word, "breasts."
Netty bit her bottom lip. A lot he knew. He'd never had the nerve to try and touch one like she'd heard about some boys doing. And he'd certainly never seen one. Not in the flesh anyhow.
When she looked under the water again, she saw that his cock had worked through the flapped opening in the front of his skivvies. Either that or
Earl had slipped it through himself. But when the shock passed, she found herself enjoying the shimmering shape bobbing just under her. She opened her floating legs and closed them again. Earl cleared his throat.
"I'd better go get dressed again," he said.
"Aren't you even going to kiss me," Netty heard herself say. Her haughty nerve surprised her. But she'd said it now, and she waited to see Earl's reaction.
"You want me to?" he gasped, eyes wide with wonder and shock.
"If you want to." She kicked clear of his supporting hands and righted-herself in the water. She was facing him, about two feet away from where his cock bobbed through the opening in his shorts. The idea of his excited state thrilled her more than she'd imagined. She really didn't give a damn for Earl, but knowing that her femininity had aroused him so keenly, amused her too. Earl could hardly bear to look into her face..
His hands trembled as he put them on her shoulder. To make it easy for him, Netty drifted forward, her oval face framed by her damp blonde hair. The first brush of their lips made Earl moan deep in his throat. He seemed to be having a fit. His hands slipped down her back, and he drew her closer.
"Noooo," she gasped, resisting. But for an instant her tummy brushed that hard, hot shape under the pond's surface. A sigh escaped Earl's lips as he pressed them against her chin, then her neck. That was when Netty felt it happen.
What she felt was a hot stream of something against her navel. She was pushing against Earl, trying to keep him from kissing .her again. As she looked down into the sun-struck water, she saw his light-skinned cock less than an inch away from her belly. White streams were spurting out of his cock into the pond and curling away in the current. She felt each hot explosion as it sprayed against her downy flesh. She felt weak and breathless. She had caused this! Her presence, her innocent and playful kiss had made Earl Maxwell cream himself right there in the pond! In shock, she stopped struggling against his embrace for a moment. The gasping boy lunged forward, rubbing his rigid cock against her belly flesh. As his cocktip neared the surface of the water, because of the upward thrust against her, a tiny volcano of white gism boiled up and spread. Immediately, Netty pushed him back, but she could see the white curds clinging to her skin.
Earl was red-faced and stuttering. He shook his head as if in apology and staggered towards the shore. Netty watched him jerk on his jeans. He'd covered his nakedness, but she had seen a white streak of cum dripping down the inside of his thigh.
"I've got to get back to the church, Netty," he managed to croak. "God, I'm sorry! I feel awful about it, Netty... Ohhh god, I don't know what got into me!" He started to say something else but shook his head again and staggered off down the path. After a stunned moment or two, Netty heard the truck start up and plow out of the yard. Only then did she wade to shore and look down at the few clinging curds that remained on her skin.
"He did it, he shot his wad. Just like Bobby Ann Hawkes was telling me. But I didn't even touch him!" She licked her lips. "Well hardly."
Her finger shook as she touched it to the slimy stuff on her stomach. It was the slickest substance she'd ever felt. Rubbing it between her thumb and finger, she held it to her nose. The faint but sharp aroma made her dizzy. It was like this stuff had a magical quality. It was the perfume of sex. She sniffed it again and felt her cunt smoldering under the damp crotch of her bikini.
Before putting on her robe again, she washed the stuff off her body, careful to get every last curd. Then she went up the path to the house. Russ was still banging his guitar under the oak tree and Ma and Pa were still watching television. She didn't see her younger brother Tommy, but she remembered vaguely that he'd said something to her about a talk.
Netty went upstairs, undressed, and took her nighty from the closet. It was a short filmy thing that a relative had given her for her birthday. Her eighteenth birthday. She loved the way it fit her and the way the sheer, almost transparent nylon, draped over her firm, young tits. The hem of the nighty ended halfway down her long, white thighs. She twirled before her mirror, letting the gown flow out to expose her bare ass.
"I wonder what Earl might have done if he'd seen me in this," she breathed to herself. "He might have filled that old pond right up." Then she was giggling, thinking of the cream boiling out by the gallon, boiling out of poor Earl Maxwell's cock.
Chapter Three
Netty had been reading but had gotten bored and put the book aside. She couldn't really concentrate. It was nicer to lie there in the dark with the covers thrown back and think about the day's events. A breeze came through the window now that the air had staffed to grow cooler. She scratched her leg with her toe and squirmed a little as she remembered how her big brother had gripped himself so tightly when he'd been jerking off.
"Poor Russ must really need a girlfriend." But this thought only led to another one. "Does he actually fuck girls? He's only nineteen and he doesn't date all that much."
Then Netty remembered that there were rumored to be whores living over in Baytown. Did her brother ever go to visit one of these women? She imagined a dark-skinned woman taking Russ between her thighs, humping violently, scratching and biting him. Netty's cunt was very damp. Since she had on no panties, she felt a little sinful as her cuntjuice made her inner surfaces slide so easily together. She rocked her hips so that her clit was caressed by its hot hood. She knew that she could play with herself again if she wanted. She was considering this when she heard her doorknob turn.
"I'd forgotten about Tommy. He wanted to tell me about some problem he's got."
"You still awake, Sis?"
"Yeah." She pushed herself up on an elbow and made room for him in the bed. He sat on the edge of the mattress looking at his hands.
"Well, little brother?" she asked, still thinking of Earl and Russ and how that stuff called cum tended to cling to naked flesh. She wanted him to say what was on his mind and return to his bedroom so she could do something naughty. "Netty," he began, "I think I'm queer."
"What?" She shook her head, wondering if she'd heard him right. "Queer? You mean like a homo?"
"Yeah." He sounded close, to tears.
"You're only eighteen. How can you be sure of that?"
"I took Lizzy Disbrow out last week," he snuffled. "And she got pretty hot, and I started taking off her clothes and . . ." He snuffled again.
"You sure don't sound queer to me," Netty breathed, excited by this little, confession.
"That's not all though. See, I got her panties off, and she was squirming around like crazy and telling me to put it in and.. ." A dry sob escaped her brother's throat.
"Well? What happened then?" Netty was rocking her hips slowly, thinking of Lizzy Disbrow with her panties off and her brother Tommy about to poke her good.
"I couldn't," he blurted, snuffling again as he wiped a hand under his nose.
"You couldn't?"
"It just . .. wouldn't get hard. It just got limp again, and then Lizzy was really pissed off because she thought she hadn't made me want her and all. Ohh Hell, I felt terrible." He gave her a tearful look. "I must be queer,"
"That's silly." Netty put her hand on Tommy's shoulder. "You know Bobby Ann Hawkes, don't you?" Tommy nodded. "Well she told me that Gus Brewster couldn't do it to her one night. It was the exact same thing that happened to you. He just got soft and couldn't put it in her. I guess Bobby was a little pissed too. But the next night she went out with Gus again and he did okay."
"No kidding?" Tommy seemed only half convinced. "But Gus is a football hero and all that. He's different."
"He's not that different."
Tommy bit his lip. "Since that time with Lizzy, I haven't been able to make it hard even once. And I used to be able to any old time I wanted." By the sound of his voice, Netty knew he was embarrassed to admit this. She squeezed his forearm. For some reason she was very aroused. Her poor little cunt felt overheated and she could smell her own musky scent rising through the thin nylon of her nighty.
"Is it soft right now?" she asked.
"Oh Hell yes," Tommy said sadly. "It's soft all the time. I must be queer!"
"Tommy, I don't want to hear that anymore. You're not queer." Netty felt a little breathless to think of her next words, but she blurted them out anyway. "And I can prove it."
"What do you mean?" Tommy asked, wiping his nose with his hand again.
For a long moment Netty was silent. She thought of the things she'd seen that day and thought of her young brother's trembling body as he sat there beside her. She felt a little shameful for considering this. But another emotion throbbed hotly through her body. That emotion was hungrier, more urgent, than any guilt she might experience. Besides, Tommy was miserable. It wasn't right for him to be so unhappy.
"Lie down next to me," she ordered. Her voice shook more than she wanted it to.
"Huh?"
"Just do what I say."
Tommy stretched out, obviously confused. "You said you were gonna show me I'm not queer. So what does this have to do with. . ."
"Sshhh. Do you want me to help or don't you?"
"Yeah. Sure, I want you to help."
Netty took a long, slow breath.. Her arm was touching Tommy's. She could see his slender, tan body and the whiteness of his skivvies. Maybe her idea was too far out: Maybe she should tell him to go back to his bedroom and forget about Lizzy for awhile. But Netty didn't do any of that.
"Now take off your underwear:"
"You want met to.."
"Don't talk, just do what I say."
Obediently, her brother skinned off his shorts and dropped them on the floor. She could see the long, lean lines of his body and the limp curve of his cock framed with brown curls.
"Try and make it hard," she told him.
"God, Netty, a guy can't do that in front of his sister."
"If you want me to help."
"Okay, okay." Tommy curled the fingers of his right hand around his cock and began to jack himself. He did almost exactly what she'd seen Russ do in the barn that day. But there was a big difference. Tommy's cock just flopped limply as he worked it. The foreskin hadn't even come away from his cock, and the entire length of it couldn't have been over four inches long.
"See?" Tommy groaned. "I'm queer. It'd take a man to turn me on.
"Okay, wise guy," Netty said. "Keep doing that and think of a man. Think of Gus Brewster." She watched the slap, slap, slap of her brother's hand against his cock. Nothing changed.
"Oh god," Tommy whimpered, "what in hell is wrong with me?" But then a tight laugh of relief escaped his throat. "Well at least I'm not queer.
"Of course you're not. And there's probably nothing wrong with you either." Netty squeezed his arm. "Now lie still again."
Tommy let out an exasperated breath and let his hands fall to his sides. Netty gazed at his limp, soft prick. Again she felt she'd reached a place where she had to make a choice. Her heart was pounding; her cunt was hot and squishy feeling. She bit her bottom lip and reached out for him.
"God!" Tommy moaned.
"Ssshh," she scolded. "Close your eyes.
Tommy closed his eyes as she jiggled his prick into her warm palm and squeezed it. Almost immediately, she felt a thickening. And his, cock was getting hotter too. She squeezed again, and a flood of juice leaked down her thigh, her asscheek, and onto the sheet. She rocked her hips, ashamed that she was losing control of her own body, but she was glad she was helping her brother. Tommy pulled in a deep breath and moved his own hips. Netty squeezed rhythmically. Watching his cocktip swell inside the tight hood of his foreskin. The cocktip glistened where a circle of blue flesh was exposed. His prick was getting stiff . . .and fast!
"Uhhh, uhhhhh, Netty!"
"That's it, just don't think about anything. Just let it happen." She had his cock firm enough so that his skin would slide up and down his cockshaft. She began to jack him, watching the clinging foreskin slip back a little further each time she brought her finger down. Then it slipped free of his bulging cocktip. She gave a little sigh and gazed upon the streamlined shape. She'd never been that close to an erection except when Earl had lost his cream in the pond. But she hadn't been able to see Earl's cock this well.
"It's really getting big," she said joyfully. "I told you there wasn't anything wrong." Tommy managed a weak smile and began to breath faster.
"Mmm, uhhmmmm, god, Netty, ohhhhh god!" He was pumping his hips around as he lay there on his back. Now Netty was breathing every bit as fast as her brother. As his prick stiffened and grew in length, she remembered how it had felt when Earl's hard cock had brushed her tummy. It was shameful, but she wished she could feel that sensation again!
Turning her body towards her brother, she gently pressed her hip against his. Tommy turned too. His hand grabbed her shoulder. They looked shyly into each other's eyes. Netty had a sinking if she didn't stop now, something terrible might happen. But the feeling was overpowered by the pleasure that glowed between her thighs. With quiet moans they grabbed each other and pressed their bodies close.
Her warm tits flattened against Tommy's hard chest. Her arms circled his back as she whimpered and sighed with the lust that had surfaced again. Through the thin nylon of her nighty, she could feel her brother's stomach against hers. It was lovely. But lovelier than that was the hard, hot shape that gouged against her covered cunt mound.
"Ohhh, Tommy! Ohhhh darling, squeeze me hard! Ohhh, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy!" Their lips brushed hungrily, and they kissed. It was a sloppy, hurried kiss as she felt her brother, pumping his cock against her. He was trying to slip down, slip the head of his prick under her body. She knew this was taboo! She knew she couldn't let it happen. Her gown still stretched between their most intimate parts. In that moment of weakness, Tommy ground his hips lower and then thrust up. Still draped with her nylon nighty, his cockhead opened her throbbing cuntlips and brushed slickly across her clit. Netty shuddered and stiffened in his arms. What little resistance she'd mustered quickly withered in the furious heat of the moment.
"Netty .. . you're so hot! Ohhhh god, I can feel how juicy and hot you are!"
"Uhhhh, Tommy, we can't do this. What if someone hears us?"
For an answer, her little brother kissed her mouth again. They writhed in the feverish embrace of awkward legs and arms. Netty was trying not to let her brother work his hips between her thighs, but she was weak with lust. As soon as he'd wedged himself between her legs, she let her legs slide apart. He pumped energetically, his cocktip rubbing her clitoris in an exquisitely sexy way. Netty's mind reeled. At least her gown still separated them. At least that sheer, juice-drenched nylon kept her brother's prick from actually touching her.
Tommy had slid his hands down her back and was working them under her asscheeks. Every second seemed to become more intimate, more dangerous. Netty couldn't stop writhing, couldn't stop panting against her brother's neck.
Her heels dug against the mattress; her toes fanned apart as the thrills scorched her pussy and belly and tits. Her gown had slipped down from one shoulder. Tommy was kissing her there. Then he kissed her freckled chest. She gave a cry of shock as he edged the neckline of her nighty down with his chin.
"Noo! Ohhhh don't do this, don't kiss me there!" Her voice quavered and died away as her pink nipple was sucked into the wet heat of Tommy's mouth. She arched her back sharply, trembling, shocked by how far this whole thing had gone. Hot thrills went through her like knives-lovely, tingling knives of pleasure. She plunged her cunt up and down against the rigid pressure of Tommy's cock. He sucked her tit harder, his teeth cutting into the areola as his tongue flicked her nipple. Spit leaked down her side, but it only made her hungrier for the itchy burn of pleasure that surged through her body.
"Tommy.. . ohhhhh god forgive us!" She plunged her fingers deep in his curly hair and held on as is head moved gently. He nursed her young tit, making soft sucking noises, moaning through his nose. Netty had heard her friend Bobby Ann talk about someone sucking her tits, but she'd never imagined that it would happen to her. A man's mouth on her tit! Her own brother's mouth. The guilt bubbled up through her pleasure, but Tommy thrust hard with his hips and his cocktip bumped over her clit again. It didn't feel like her gown was still protecting her now. It didn't feel like there was anything at all between ...
"Tommy! Stop.., ohhhhhh we've got to stop!"
"Netty, I don't want to stop. I want to hold you and love you!" He was panting, wild, half out of his head. Before she could protest again, he kissed her mouth. His tongue petted her lips shyly, and she gave him hers to play with.
Netty tried to put her hand on her cunt mound. She had to know if her gown had been pulled out of the way. The thrusting movements of Tommy made it difficult to squeeze her fingers between them.
Her brother was panting harder than ever. His kisses had become sloppy and wild. The friction against her clit had made her so tense that she felt like screaming. She knew that in only a few more seconds she was going to come. She was plummeting in a whirlpool of frenzied desire, and she couldn't catch hold of anything to pull her back.
"Ohh, ohhhh, Netty! Ohhhhh god damn!"
"Stop! Tommy, please stop!"
Their cries were stifled because both of them realized the consequences of being discovered. But the bed lurched and thumped as Tommy pumped harder than ever before. His cock slipped out of her crevice and he had to push it back down between the swollen, silky-smooth cuntlips: Once, he jabbed it against her hymen; It was all Netty could do to stifle her scream. She'd felt a sharp pain, a tearing pain. But now Tommy was rubbing his cockhead against her clit again. As she forced her fingers closer to the spot, she was almost certain that her gown was no longer between them.
Tommy's taut cocktip brushed her finger then. She whimpered.
"Ohhh, Tommy, you're right against my cunt. Ohhh god, don't come, don't come now!" She curled her fingers around his cockshaft as if to push him to the side. But then her slim hips were plunging again, plunging hungrily as she held her brother's pricktip still and rubbed her feverish pussy up and down against it. A shudder went through Tommy's shoulder. She felt his slack mouth drooling against her tit. She knew she had to stop, had to stop before that itchy, glowing pleasure drove her crazy. She had to stop before Tommy lost control. Her thoughts blew away almost as soon as they passed through her mind. Her young ass never paused for a second.
"Feels so good," she growled, "so damned.., good!"
Even though she knew that the hot spatter of some fluid against her cunt and thighs and tummy was her brother's cum, Netty couldn't stop pumping her body up and down against that spongy firm tip.
"Netty . . ohhh shit!"
"Ohhh, Tommy, ohhhhh!"
She still had a firm grasp of his cockshaft and was rubbing it as well as thrusting her open pussy against his spurting cocktip. The creamy stuff made the rubbing slicker than before, and there was a squishy sound now, a slurpy, sucking sound of raw sex. Netty could tell that she was smearing the whole underside, of her body with that pungent, potent cum. She could not control her actions. The pleasure she felt was so intense that she was almost blacking out. Her head tossed. Her blonde hair tangled across her mouth, and her blue eyes fluttered.
Tommy was flipping too. He had gripped her squirming ass with both hands and was trying to push his cock harder against her pussy. His mouth was the most exciting thing. He licked ravenously at his sister's small tits and then nibbled in the sweet hollow of her neck.
"Uhhhhnnn, yuuuhhh," she whimpered, twisting and contorting her body as the itchy ecstasy of total release made her buck and scream. In the frantic squeeze of his cock, Netty could feel him pulsing, could feel the powerful jets of cream as they made their way up that little prick. The cum exploded hotly from the streamlined head of her brother's cock.
They kissed and writhed and rubbed against each other until at last the pleasure had peaked and was slipping away like sand through a sieve. Netty could hear her own labored breathing and the soft moans deep in her brother's throat. He hugged her hard, a final shudder going through his shoulders. Then he was resting, the side of his cheek against her tit. The first shock of realizing what had happened made Netty gasp. She and her brother had shared something that was very taboo for brothers and sisters. Sex like they had just engaged in, was a very intense experience. Her pounding heart and confused state of mind were witnesses to that. Not only had she done things her mother had hinted she should never do, she'd done them with her brother.
"God, Netty, I guess I'm not queer after all." He smiled at her, a shy, tentative smile. In the moonlight, she could see the spit he had smeared over her tits and shoulders. As he got up on his knees, she could see the shiny droplets of fresh gism. Her belly was a slimy mess of cum. The insides of her thighs were streaked too. When-she sat up and gazed down at her throbbing, swollen cunt, she let out a little whine of shame.
"Ohhh, look what we did!"
The moonlight made the strings of Tommy's cum shine brightly in the blonde tangle of her cunthair. There was lots more cum than she thought. It gave off a strange smell. That, along with her own hot musk, was very sexy. But what scared her more than anything was the small smear of blood high up on her inner thigh. She touched it, and found it still slightly damp.
"What's wrong, Sis?"
"Look!" She gingerly pulled open her pussy and looked into the glistening folds. It was too dark to see very clearly, but she couldn't find any other indications that she'd been wounded. Her heart pounded harder than ever. She thought she'd die of fright. She could imagine those little tadpoles she'd seen in the magnified pictures, those tiny spermatozoa, each of them like a tadpole swimming furiously through the tear in her hymen-if she had a tear in her hymen. But where had the blood come from if not from her hymen?
"What if you broke my cherry?" she sobbed.
"I couldn't have," Tommy gasped. "I wasn't ever inside you. We were just rubbing."
"Have you ever done it with a girl? I mean all the way?"
"Course not."
"Then how do you know anything about getting pregnant? For all we know, one of your sperm is going right up into my belly, right now!" She hissed the words. She was shaking all over. She felt like Hell. It seemed so odd, because moments earlier, she'd felt like she'd drifted through the golden gates of heaven.
Tommy hugged her shoulders. "It's okay, Sis, you're not pregnant."
"Ohh, I've got to go wash this stuff off I've got to see if there is a hole in me!"
"Guess I'd better sneak back to my room."
Tommy took her hand tightly. She could tell that he didn't want the evening to end like this. They'd always been so close, so understanding of each other. She managed a weak smile.
"I'll be okay," she said. "If we don't go to hell for this."
"How can it be that bad?" he asked. "It felt so damned good." He stole another glance at Netty's ravished little cunt. "God, it sure made you swell up, didn't it?"
"I can barely walk," she moaned, holding to the bedpost as she tried her legs. "And we didn't actually do it."
"I wonder what it would've been like if we had?" Tommy whispered, hugging his tan shoulders.
"Oh, Tommy, don't even think of it. We can't talk about it or tell a soul or.. ." Netty looked into her brother's eyes. She couldn't read his expression, but she thought she saw something in his features that frightened her. Her brother had just tasted her young, hot fruits, and he wasn't yet satisfied.
What bothered her even more was her feeling as she sneaked a glimpse of his soft, juice-smeared cock. Netty wasn't sure that she'd had enough either. She'd never dreamed that sex could be so insanely incredible. That fleeting tingle she'd known when she'd brought herself off was but a flicker compared to the consuming passion she'd just experienced. Would she be able to resist more of the same as the days went by? She prayed to God that she could. Incest was such a forbidden thing that her mother had never even spoken the word!
Chapter Four
The week following, Netty tried to stay by herself as much as possible. To the surprise of her father, she asked if she might help check the fence line and do some chores which would keep her away from the house. He agreed, of course, pleased that she wanted to work so hard.
Tommy was sufficiently sensitive to know that
Netty didn't want him hanging around. He kept to himself, did his usual jobs around the place, and didn't try to hassle her. Netty was relieved, but lonesome too. Once, while out in the north pasture, she got to thinking so intensely about that night with Tommy that she could hardly remain standing. She thought of the slick, hot rub of his cock against her smoldering cunt. She thought of his gasps and the soft suck of his lips at her young tits. She thought of how she'd grasped his rigid cock and rubbed herself shamefully against it until her poor brother could stand no more. Then she sighed as she recalled how his hot, slippery cum had boiled out against her flesh. Before she could take another step, Netty had pushed a hand under her dress and rubbed her clit into a fiery nub. Nobody had been around to see her, not at the far end of the pasture, but she'd been ashamed anyway because she'd thought of Tommy as she'd masturbated. She'd pretended that her fingers were his cock. Then she'd sagged against a fence post and pumped her trim hips, her panties tangled around her knees, as her climax had pounded through her. That evening she hadn't even come down for supper. She hadn't beep able to stand to look at Tommy across the table. She just knew that everyone in the family had discovered her awful, shameful secret. Of course she had no reason to think that they really knew at all.
On Thursday, Earl Maxwell phoned to ask Netty to a church party on Friday night. She almost told him it would be impossible, but something made her hesitate. She knew that her will power was weakening all the time. She wanted her brother. Just that very evening he'd given her a special smile as they'd passed in the hall. Later while she was doing the supper dishes, he'd asked to help. Before they'd dried and stacked and put away everything, he'd managed to brush and caress her-accidentally of course-or so he made it seem.
What was worse was that she'd responded-or her body had. She'd liked his touches and started thinking again how perfectly they'd fit together that night up in her bedroom. Her own brother! She was wanting him more than ever.
Netty blurted a hurried yes to Earl's proposal and told him he could pick her up at six.
Not fifteen minutes after they'd arrived at the church party, Netty was bored stiff. It was the typical gathering of gossiping girls and leering boys with nothing really going on. Earl had made a big deal about apologizing for how he'd acted on their last date. Netty didn't want to hear it. She was just putting in time, trying to keep away from Tommy until she could get hold of her emotions. As the party progressed, she began to notice the stares of admiration coming from most of the boys. Yes, she was sure of it. Almost every male in the place was eyeing her hungrily and talking in whispers whenever she came near.
It was in the girl's restroom where she got the big surprise. She'd just taken an empty cubicle and taken her panties off when she heard conversation coming from the grate above her head. Hal Whipple, the preacher's son, was laughing wickedly, telling someone what he wanted to do to a certain girl. Netty's eyes went wide when she found the girl being discussed was herself!
"Wouldn't you like a piece of that Netty?" he laughed. Man she's got legs that would just about wrap around you twice." It was obvious that the boys didn't realize how well their words carried into the girl's part of the restroom. Nor did they know that the subject of their conversation was sitting there with her panties down; listening to everything they said.
"That Earl sure is lucky," the other boy said.
Hal laughed. "He told me she fucks like a rabbit."
"No shit?"
"Yeah, I guess he fucked her out at her old man's pond the other night."
"Christ! She sure looks like a hot one. You think she's blonde between her legs?"
"I wouldn't care if she had a green-baked cunt!" Both boys laughed uproariously. Hal continued. "My big brother told me those skinny blondes like to work best when you hog-tie 'em. Put 'em in their place, you know?"
"Man," the other boy replied, "that Earl is such a dud. You really think he fucked Netty?"
"I don't know, but he swore he was gonna get some more tonight." Hal laughed again. Netty found that she had been holding her breath. Her face was red, her loins burned. She dried her cunt, jerked up her pants, and was about to push angrily out of the restroom. But Hal was still talking, and something he said made her pause.
"I know what I'll do," Hal laughed. "I'll tell him to save the rubber. We'll hit him up for proof right after he takes her home. Hell, we'll follow him just to make sure he doesn't put one on and jack himself off to fool us." The other boy was laughing like crazy. Netty closed her eyes and ground her teeth together.
"Boys!" she hissed through her lips. "They're ... awful!"
"I'll go fix it up with him right now," Hal said, his voice echoing through the grate. "Come on.
Netty waited until she heard the boys leave the restroom. She didn't want them to see her coming out at the same time. After a moment another girl came in and Netty waited to leave with her. She could see Hal, the preacher's son, across the room talking to Earl. Hal made a vulgar sign and his friend laughed and then Earl was smiling too, nodding. Hal departed after a jab at Earl and another vulgar expression.
Netty refused Earl's offer to dance. She told him she wanted to go home, wanted to leave immediately. But when they were in his dad's car, she realized that she wasn't quite so eager to end the evening as she'd first thought-even knowing that Earl had gone along with Hal's bet that he would get into Netty's panties that very night.
"Want to go somewhere?" Earl asked, giving Netty a hopeful look.
"What do you mean, go somewhere?" she asked. Her voice was neutral. She wanted to see if Earl really had the nerve or not. When he suggested Lookout Mountain, a notorious necking spot, she gave him a sultry look and smiled:
"That's not private enough. Let's go over to Jones' Lake."
Earl almost stripped the gears getting started, Netty had chosen the spot on purpose. Old man Jones' place was adjacent to her father's farm. There was a way through the woods that led to her own pond and to her house. She felt better having an escape route in case Earl really got weird. But she needn't have worried about that.
No sooner had they reached Jones' Lake than Earl excused himself and wandered into the trees. There was something about his actions that made Netty suspicious. She followed stealthily and found him sitting under a tree in the moonlight, his rigid cock in his hand. He didn't see hex peeking through the bushes, but she saw everything. He jacked himself until he was trembling and then slipped a rubber over his prick. He finished himself off with violent jerks. She saw the tip of the latex sheath bag heavy with Earl's cum. Then, still panting from his exertion, he slipped it off, knotted the open end and put it in his pocket. He had his so-called proof for Hal-proof that he'd fucked her. Netty scampered back to the car and pretended to be waiting for him when he stumbled out of the undergrowth. She had a good notion to slap his face and stalk off towards home right then and there. Something made her wait. As Earl put his arm around her and started coming on, the idea took shape.
"It's so hot in the car," she said. "Why don't we spread a blanket outside." Earl was eager to go along with her wishes. They settled down in front of the car. Earl started kissing her again. She could tell he was too inexperienced to actually seduce a girl. But then, he didn't have to win his little bet with Hal, did he?
"I feel really wild tonight," she breathed after a boring kiss. Earl seemed to think he was Don Juan. She let him keep his illusion. "Why don't we take off some of our clothes. I'm still hot."
Earl babbled inanely as she unbuttoned his shirt and then undid his belt buckle. Her own hands were shaking too. She'd never undressed a boy. If she meant to go through with her little game, she had to get Earl naked.
"Underwear too?" he asked nervously as she started to pull his down.
"I'm taking mine off. See?" She took off her panties, rocking her hips sexily and tossing the dainty panties behind her. Despite her desire for revenge, she was excited by her nude state. When Earl kissed her awkwardly, she gave herself to him, rubbing her small, firm breasts against his body until he moaned with disbelief
"God, Netty, I didn't know you'd let me. . . I mean, I never thought... "
"Oh shut up and kiss me."
They kissed, and Netty let her hand slide down her date's belly to where his erect cock jumped Powerfully. She clutched it and began to massage the blood-heated cocktip. Earl groaned.
"I hope my mom doesn't find out about this."
"Wouldn't you like to make love to me?" she whispered, her mouth wet against his ear.
"God, Netty, oh god!" The shock made his cock wilt, but Netty pumped it back to life again. "You mean you'd. . .you'd let me?"
"You stay here like a good boy while I go pee. Now close your eyes tight and think of how much you want me, and I'll be right back."
Earl didn't see Netty gather up his clothing and take it behind the car. She found the cum-filled rubber and hid it in the cup of her bra as she pulled on her own things. Then she found a rock the size of a baseball and bound Earl's pants and shirt around it. She took the weighted bundle to the edge of Jones' Lake, swung it twice around her head and let it sail far out into the water.
"You okay, Netty?" Earl called.
"Be right there, darling."
Netty opened the car door on the driver's side, pulled on the headlights, and as the blaze of light illuminated Earl and his throbbing erection, she pranced away through the trees.
He was cursing, jumping towards the car as she glanced over her shoulder. Laughter came from the trees near where she'd left him. It was probably Hal, lurking to get proof of Earl's conquest. Netty pushed through the bushes and found the patch which crossed into her father's land, but instead of feeling victorious for having thwarted the foolish boy, Netty began to cry.
As she ran, the warm jiggle of that rubber against her breast aroused another emotion. As much as she hated him, the idea that she had his cum excited her past all reason. She began to pant, but it was not from the exertion of running. She slowed to a walk as she headed down the narrow path, through a barbed wire fence, and on towards the north pasture of her father's farm.
Though she'd known all along that her intimacy with Earl was a prank, Netty had become aroused by the boy's body and by his cock in her hand. The evening had frustrated her. She felt like a hungry, wild animal, searching for some deep thrill. "Ohhhh damn him," she whimpered, stopping to catch her breath. She was close to the banks of the small pond on her father's land-the pond where Earl had shot his wad that afternoon last week. She jerked the knotted rubber from her bra-cup and was about to fling it into the water. The slick feel of it in her fingers and the thought that the damned thing would probably float there for all to see made her stop.
In the moonlight she could see the stringy, creamy stuff inside the condom. Her tits were heavy feeling, the nipples brushed erotically against her bra. Her panties were slipped up into her asscrack. She felt like the wanted to have a climax more than anything else in the world.
"Uhh, uhhhh," she groaned pressing the warm rubber against her cheek. Then she had slid it against her mouth. She wasn't thinking, just reacting-reacting to the warm pulses that shivered through her. Her teeth tested the thin latex and as she began to bite it, she knew that it wouldn't take much to burst the delicate membrane of rubber. Her hips were thrusting as she rolled over on her back in the wild grass. She dug at her pussy with one hand and chewed the rubber harder. Something slick oozed onto her tongue. She bit the rubber like an animal, and Earl's warm cum filled her mouth.
Tiny bubbles expanded at the corners of her, mouth as she smacked the manly curds and fingered her clit savagely. Her hips jumped around. She felt a trickle of gism leak down her cheek, down her neck. The end of the rubber stuck out of her mouth as she sucked the sap out of its punctured tip. She smeared Earl's cum against the roof of her mouth, savoring it completely before gulping it down. And then she came! Swallowing her date's cum with excited moans, she fluttered a fingertip over her clitoris and convulsed as the dazzling pleasure went through her.
When at last she got up, Netty didn't feel the least bit ashamed. She was glad she'd messed over Earl Maxwell, and she was glad she'd fingered herself to a hot climax while she'd sucked the boy's cum from that rubber. She looked at the sheds of the mined condom in her palm, still trembling as she made her way to the house.
The back-porch light reminded her that Tommy had talked of having a date with Lizzy Disbrow, the girl from the next farm over. The jab of envy she felt disturbed her. She shouldn't feel jealous of her brother's girlfriends. Nevertheless, she did. She knew that Tommy might want to prove his masculinity, especially since his sister had seemingly taken care of his hang-up.
In her room, Netty stripped off her clothes, gently peeling down the panty nylon away from her raw, dripping cunt. She flushed the ruined rubber down the toilet, held a cold washrag against her cunt until it stopped throbbing, and turned off the lights. She had meant to brush her teeth, but the taste of the cum on her palate was nice. She wanted to savor it. Just rubbing the tongue over her teeth made her breathe faster. She'd actually tasted that stuff now! And she wasn't the least bit sorry that she liked it! She was crazy for it! There was something about that odd, flat taste that excited her fantastically.
She was about to nod off when she heard someone coming up the steps. Tommy didn't drive, so she was sure it was him, walking in from Lizzy's place two miles away. He went to his room. She tried to close her eyes and nod off again, but she couldn't. She was grateful when she heard his footsteps in the hallway outside her door. She opened the door even before he-could reach to tap it.
"So?" she said, smiling in the blue moonlight from her window. "How'd it go?"
Tommy came in, shrugged and sat on her bed. "Okay, I guess."
"You guess?" Netty sat down beside him. She made no effort to hide her nakedness. Tommy was making plenty of effort to take it all in.
"I thought after the other night that you'd be ready to see what you could do."
"She was on the rag," he said, hunching his shoulders. "Lizzy's funny about that kind of thing. She wouldn't even let me feel her.
For the first time since he'd come into the room, Netty looked down at his cock. Her jeans were tight and his cock had pushed down into one leg so that the faded denim stood up. She could easily see the flared shape of his cocktip. Knowing it was wrong, Netty slipped her fingers against his erection and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"I can guess how you must feel then," she whispered. Stop this, she told herself Somebody has to stop me, she pleaded as if appealing to her rational half. But her rational half seemed asleep.. or non-existent. Her brother's cock throbbed strongly in his Levis. She squeezed again, then forced herself to take her hand away.
"How was your date with Earl?" Tommy asked. Netty tossed her blonde mane and made a face like she was thinking of throwing up.
"You've got to be kidding. He's nothing but a shit hook. He's . . . " A sob made her lurch. Tommy caught her in his arms. "Ohh, Tommy, I hate all boys! Except you and Russ of course. And Pa." She loved the way his hands fit her naked back. He rubbed her affectionately until her little cry was over with.
Their eyes met for a second. Netty knew what her brother was thinking. She was thinking the same thing. She began to pant. He started to kiss her, but she turned her mouth away.
"You'd better go back to your bedroom now, she said, hiding her face in her hands. Tommy sighed, got to his feet. He could hardly straighten up he had such a huge erection.
Netty watched him limp to the door, and take the doorknob. When he turned, his eyes were shiny with the affection he felt for her.
"Night, Sis. Hope you sleep well."
"Ohh, Tommy!" she blurted, running to him. She hugged him hard, whimpering against his shirt. He touched her hair and kissed it. His cock throbbed against her naked thigh. She wished Tommy were naked too so she could feel every detail of his beautiful prick pressing against her.
"It must hurt," she whispered, working the buttons of his fly loose-with trembling fingers, "all bent over like that."
"Netty, you were right. We shouldn't be doing this. I'm afraid . . .
"I am too!" She had it out now, had it in her hand. She dropped to her knees before him. Then she was babbling how much she loved him, jacking his foreskin as she covered the feverish tip of his cock with wet, slurpy kisses.
Chapter Five
Never in her life had her lips touched a cock. Netty had not even thought of it much until recently. In school, most of her peers considered that sort of thing somewhat degrading. It was at least taboo enough that it didn't come up much in casual conversation. But now as Netty held her brother's hot, hard prick in both hands and let her lips slide softly around his darkened cocktip, she knew she didn't care what people said. She liked the way that rounded prick felt against her mouth! His prick was as soft and smooth as velvet. It was slippery too-slippery from her brother's own sex juice and her hot spit. She rubbed her pursed lips up and down, back and forth, squeezing his cockshaft behind his cocktip.
It was pretty obvious that Tommy had never experienced anything so erotic either. He touched her head, put his hands at his sides, and made fists. He clutched her head again. It was as if the sucking caresses were almost too intense for him to bear. It excited Netty fantastically to be exciting Tommy like that. As much as anything she was excited by that gorgeously shaped cocktip. She thought of what came out of it.
"Netty. . . Netty .. . ohhhh god, I can't stand up much longer." He put a hand out to hold himself up. Netty noticed for the first time that he was swaying as he gasped. She eased her lips back. She hadn't done more than wet the tip. She could imagine what it might do to him if she tried to take him deeper. Her heart was pounding at having done just this much. Weakly, she got to her feet.
Tommy let his fingers slide down her naked body. His eyes burned with desire. Netty rose on her tiptoes and brushed his lips with hers. Since Tommy was only an inch taller, it seemed they'd been made for this. Netty fought off the guilt that tried to wedge into her dreamy happiness.
Hand-in-hand, they walked to her bed. The moonlight struck Tommy's prick, shining on the hot spit she'd smeared across his cocktip. Netty gave a little whimper. She had never seen anything so beautiful. She longed to kiss his cock again. She felt like a strange creature who'd just discovered some exotic new thrill. Tommy took her wrist as she reached out for him.
"Oh I can't help it, Tommy! God, your cock feels so nice against my lips."
"But, Netty. . ."
"Let me slide your pants off." She was jerking at his denims before he could protest. She undressed him, undressed him of everything but the thin gold chain and lucky piece around his neck. His bare chest was smooth and lumped with boyish muscles. She petted him and told him how much she loved him. Tommy seemed embarrassed. He was breathing hard. They sat on the edge of her bed without a stitch of clothing on. She knew he wouldn't make her stop.
"I went out with Earl and didn't even want to fuck," she said, matter of factly.
"Sounds like you didn't have much fun."
"It was my own fault. I shouldn't have dated him to begin with." She wanted to touch Tommy's throbbing prick again, but she didn't want to scare him.
"I was thinking about you."
"I was thinking about you too," he said, hugging her shoulders. Netty could stand it no longer. Her long fingers curled hotly around his prickshaft. Tommy pulled in a slow, trembling breath and let it out. She tightened her fingers, watching his cocktip pump up tight with blood.
"Last time I was, scared because things got so carried away." She gave a tight laugh. Her fingers had started to move ever so gently on his prick.
"Honest, Netty, I didn't want to come all over you like that. I felt awful when I felt it spurting, but god..."
"I know. It was too hard to stop. Isn't that right?"
"Yeah," Tommy breathed.
"It felt, wonderful to me too. I was rubbing myself against you .." Netty flushed thinking about it. "And I knew you were getting very hot. I knew I should stop, but I got to itching my pussy. No, it was more than just an ordinary itch-it was a tickle that drove me crazy. I just had to keep scratching it."
"And you were using that," Tommy pointed at his cock, "to scratch it with."
"Ohhh, that's the best thing to scratch it with," Netty giggled and felt immediately wicked. She lowered her head again and this time used her tongue. She dragged her tongue across her brother's tumid cocktip with a slow, wiggling lick.
He held his breath. She did it again, wetting the flared edge of his barb, curling her tonguetip between the plump lobe that formed the underside of his cocktip. The prick surged against her licking. She was discovering her brother's sensitive spots. It thrilled her intensely to be picking up such information about how a male was put together. Again she remembered that only a few minutes before, she had chewed a hole in Earl's rubber and sucked his warm cum into her throat How could she forgot the sexy taste and smell? To know that male cum was in her tummy made her whine for more.
"Netty, is something wrong?" Tommy said when he heard the sound.
"No, just happy."
"You like to. . . to lick me?"
"Oh god yes! I wish I could tell you how it makes me feel."
"Christ, you should let me tell you how it makes me feel."
"Do! Oh do tell me!"
"Okay ... I'll try." Tommy cleared his throat as Netty dropped her head again. She pushed the tip of her tongue out to contact the closed slit at the very end of his cocktip, Tommy groaned. "I can feel how wet your licking is...and how soft! When you. .ohhh god. . . slide it underneath like that... ohhhh shit!"
"Mmmmm," Netty cooed She'd let her other hand slip down to cradle his wrinkled balls. It felt wonderful to let his balls slide around inside that slick bag. She could tell that they were firm with cum and again the thrill of knowing how wonderful that stuff would taste in her mouth started her trembling. She let more of her brother's cock penetrate the soft divide of her lips. Now his cocktip was almost completely hidden and her tongue was ravishing those hot balls. Poor Tommy! He was working his hips around where he sat, gasping and choking, Her tongue darted out to smooth along the ridge of flesh that was his cum tube. She traced it down to the base of his cock where it disappeared up inside his groin. Then she sucked along the ridge again, ending by letting her tonguetip flick his cocktip until it was as taut as a drumhead.
"Uhhh," Tommy grunted, shuddering with the tension. "Ohhhhhhh Netty... you'd better be careful or. . ."
"Mmmmmmmnnuuh," she moaned through her nose. Her impulse was to have him right there! Let him spurt that lovely hot stuff. Yes, she was dying for it, hungry for it! She I knew that Tommy was still a little shy about what she was doing. She eased her hot sucking and pulled her lips away from his cock with a soft pop. Taking his face between her hands, she gave him a long, loving look.
"Tommy, I want to make you go all the way. It wouldn't bother you, would it?"
"Bother me? Oh hell, it feels like heaven. But you mean you want to . ."
"Yes." Netty dropped her long, blonde lashes. "I want to get it in my mouth. I want to eat it. Eat your cum."
"Netty, are you sure? That stuff is pretty slimy and I'll bet it tastes weird."
She didn't tell him that she already knew how it tasted. She just caressed his neck with a fingertip and nodded again.
"I'm sure. You're my brother. I love you. I want to make you feel good."
Tommy looked nervously towards the door. "I guess everybody must be asleep."
"So that leaves just you and me," Tommy grinned. He was still nervous. Netty pushed a hand softly against his chest.
"Why don't you lie back on the bed? Put your legs up. That's it." She petted him between the thighs, cradled his balls again. His cock jumped rhythmically as it jutted up along his belly. Netty caught it with shaking fingers and eased the foreskin back again. It slid easily, slickened by her spit. What a magnificent looking prick her brother had! She couldn't help but wonder how it would feel going into her body. But no! That was going a little too far. That was...
"You okay, Netty?"
"Yes! Ohhh yes!" She knelt hunkering over him, his cockshaft pulled straight up and held there by her clasping fingers as she draped her hair to one side of her neck and lowered her hungry mouth. She let her lips part like a flower, let her spit drip out, and let his cock slide into her mouth in the sexiest way possible. Poor Tommy writhed his ass around on the mattress and seemed to be having trouble breathing.
"Ohh, ohhhh, Netty, ohhhhh, it won't take long. . . not the way you're doing it." Netty stopped, curious about something.
"Has any girl tried this on you before?"
"No! You've got to be kidding."
Again she lowered her soft lips around his cocktip. This time she didn't stop until she felt that spongy barb bump the roof of her mouth. Her brother trembled. There was a tension inside him, something powerfully pent up. She let her tongue explore the underside of his erect cock. It pulsed, strongly to her caresses. She drenched it with more hot spit, petting, stroking, sucking.
Ohhhh, Sis! ohhhh I'm gonna die it's so good!"
All this carnal exploration of her brother's body had gotten Netty into a fine smoldering state of excitement. She couldn't keep her own hips still as she bent over-his cock. She was panting, feeling the slide of her cuntlips against her clitoris as she rocked her hips.
"Tommy.. . Tommy, you've got to touch me a little or I'm gonna pass out." She wiggled around so that she was within he reach of his right hand. Her brother petted her white ass and made her squeal as he accidentally brushed her asshole. Then he found the swollen cuntlips of her pussy and gently began to probe inside.
"Huuuhhhnnnn," she moaned, drool sliding from the corner of her lips. She began to suck him again as Tommy teased her clit and then petted it enticingly. Pie seemed to know just what did a girl the most good. Netty pressed her cunt hard against his loving fingers. She could tell that her cuntjuice was dripping down his wrist. She was so damned wet!
Sucking him like that wasn't easy. She kept losing touch with reality as Tommy's finger made her insides surge and tighten. She could feel her cunthole squeezing tight, even though she was yet a virgin. Her cherry stung. She wondered if it had been torn a little that first time Tommy and she had wrestled wildly on her bed.
"Have you ever thought of doing it with me?" she whispered, making him take his finger out of her cuntslit.
"Yeah. Lots of times." He frowned. "I used to even think of it when I was twelve and you were thirteen."
"God!"
"Not that I really wanted to. I just thought about it."
"Do you want to now?"
"No!" he swallowed and seemed nervous. "God, Netty, that's incest."
"I know," she whispered with a husky voice. "And I know it's wrong and all that, but I keep wondering... ."
Netty wished she had the nerve to ask her brother to kiss her-not on the mouth. She was longing to feel his lips against her cunt. She knew that some men did things like that. Without knowing why, she was thinking of her other brother. She imagined Russ looking at her cunt, drooling to devour her like some wild animal. Russ was more sexually mature than Tommy. She wondered if he'd ever eaten a girl out.
Netty stopped playing with Tommy's cock and lay on her back beside him. She made low moaning sounds and squirmed her bottom around, trying to give him a hint, but Tommy just turned to face her and began to hug her.
"Kiss my body," she groaned, guiding his head down to her tits, Tommy dutifully wet one nipple. She urged him again, made him take it between his teeth. The hot rub of his tongue was lovely!
"Mmm, you taste salty and nice," he said.
"Keep doing that. . . only lower!" She sucked in her tummy as he explored it with his tongue. He went down her white abdomen and as his chin brushed the first sparse curls of her cunt mound, she gave a low sexy moan to tell him what she really wanted.
Tommy kissed her very lightly on her cunt mound. It was obvious he was a little shy of wallowing his mouth into her juicy, heated pussy. But Netty wanted it so bad! She kept rolling her hips, humping her back down into the bed, to push the dainty, dripping folds up at him.
"It doesn't smell too bad, does it?"
"It doesn't smell bad at all," Tommy breathed back. He was getting bolder, exploring the way her smaller lips folded together tightly. As he spread her cuntlips and let his licking glide along the heat of her pussy, Netty flopped her head. The sensation of her brother's tongue against her young, throbbing pussy was excruciatingly sexy!
"Ohhh, ohhhh, wow, Tommy, woweeee!"
He was on his knees, head down between her open thighs. She pulled her heels up and threw her knees even wider. Her clit was getting sucked on now and she panted hard, feeling that sharp tickle begin. Her tummy flattened and pulled in sharply under her ribs. Her small tits heaved. She made fists and pounded them softly against her sides as Tommy lapped wetly at her throbbing clit.
But the excitement made her hungry again too. She licked her lips and pushed her thumb in and out of her mouth, sucking furiously on it as if it were her brother's cock. He heard this sexy sound and looked up along her heaving belly.
They moved as if doing a dance. Tommy helped her sit up and then knelt there before her face, his cock bobbing excitedly from his groin. Netty clutched it frantically, sucked the cocktip between her teeth, and began to chew softly on the spongy shape. Poor Tommy shuddered and coughed as she skinned his foreskin back and feasted on the ripe, plump barb. Her tongue went wild as she took him deeper. She could pull her cheeks in sharply to rub the sides of his cocktip as she thoroughly suckled the underside. Tommy clutched the sides of her face.
Tommy writhed his hips around, his belly fluttering as he tried to breathe. Netty was beside herself with excitement. Even though her pussy wasn't being loved directly, she throbbed down there. Sitting with both legs parted so that her brother could kneel between them made her feel right. Then he let his hand drop against her cuntmound and fingered her clit as she sucked noisily at his pounding cock.
"Uhhh," she moaned, mouth too full of prick to say anything else.
"Ohhhh!" Tommy moaned back, his finger getting rougher as he probed her pussy. Netty felt a tiny sting again, a sting where her cherry was. Then she felt something small-small like a finger. It was going into her! She babbled, her tongue slapping hotly against her brother's cock. His cock was surging, jumping, hotter than ever before.
Through the tiny opening in her hymen, Tommy fingerfucked her. Her muscles in her cunt closed down on his knuckles as her lips tightened around the shaft of his prick. She had one of his balls in each hand, squeezing them as she sucked. The sound of her slurpy sucking was incredible, even to herself. Spit dripped down her chin, down her neck and tits.
"Sis!" Tommy weaved and clutched her head. "Ohhhhh, Sis!"
She felt it-that tremor up inside his goin. His cock was pulsing with a constant rhythm. His whole cockshaft began to pulse like that, and she could feel his cum tube rippling as she slid the tip of her tongue along it. Tommy was making sounds deep in his throat-sounds she'd never heard in her life. The head of his cock had grown so huge that to imagine it inside a cunt scared her a little. She petted the angry, feverish knob of prickmeat, petted it with her hot tongue. Tommy came.
The first spurt was hot and thick. It flowed over the back of her tongue and into her throat. The second spurt was even more powerful, and then he was jetting his cum rapidly. The cum boiled out faster than Netty could swallow. With his finger up inside her young cunt, she wondered if there was anything so wonderful on the face of the earth! She gulped frantically, her eyes wide with wonder at what she'd caused. Then a white froth spluttered from the corners of her mouth as Tommy's prick continued to spew his steamy cum.
"Netteeeeee!" he cried, pumping his hips, fucking her mouth like he would a cunt. Still sucking, Netty felt that rigid cock spear sliding in and out. It bumped her tonsils and made her gag, but the slick, sexy stuff that coated her gums and teeth and lips was lovely.
"God.. . I'm really coming a gallon this time," Tommy gasped, stabbing deep again.
By now the cream dribbled down her chin, dripping in strings down her heaving tits. She could feel the slick heat of the cum. She was crazy for it. She took one hand away from her brother's balls to rub the slime across her nipples. The pungent aroma thrilled her as it bubbled into her nose.
Tommy's cock surged for another few seconds and then only a small ooze of gism leaked from the cocktip. Hungrily, Netty sucked that off and stripped her tongue along his cum tube, hoping to catch more. She did, but the poor guy was just about done. He trembled and groaned. She let her lips slide slowly from his cock. She stared at the shiny, cum-slickened surface where her tongue had rubbed him into ecstasy. Tommy collapsed backwards on the bed.
"Are you okay?" she asked, wiping a gop of cum from her chin and licking it from her fingertip.
"I guess I am. Ohh, Netty, I've never felt..." He shivered, unable to finish.
"You like it then?"
"That must be the best thing a guy can get."
"How do you know if you've never fucked a girl?"
"Well, it sure was good anyhow." He managed a smile.. She touched his cheek affectionately. He'd taken his finger out of her cunt some minutes before, but she could still feel -the stretched feeling, that tear in her hymen.
"I almost came myself," she confessed. "I think you actually got your finger in my pussy!"
"Yeah, I could feel a little hole down there. Maybe that's what we did the other night when we were messing around."
"I wonder if it hurts a girl to get her cherry broken." Netty was seriously considering getting rid of hers.
"It didn't hurt you just now, did it?"
She shook her head.
"But it's just a little tear. It's not really gone all the way like what happens the way like what happens when a girl gets fucked. Your finger is small, but your cock is really big! When I was sucking you, it got even bigger!" Netty pulled a finger up along her cunt and peered at the small splotch of red on her knuckles.
"Did I tear it again?"
"Yeah, everytime you do something I. bleed a little. I wish I didn't even have one of those damned..."
A noise in the hall made her shut up. It sounded like Russ, home from his date. The footsteps went down the hall towards the room he shared with Tommy.
"I'd better get back," he said, jumping from the bed. "If I don't, he'll wonder-what the heck we re doing."
"Ohh, Tommy, I don't want you to go!" Netty clung to him, kissing his chest. She was tingling, itching for more love! She hadn't had nearly enough. She rubbed her small tits against him as she tried to make him stay.
"Naw, Sis, I can't let Russ think I've been in your room. I'll pretend I was in the head when he came upstairs. God, do you want him to think..?"
"Ohh, I wish it weren't so complicated... "But Tommy was right. She watched him dress and gave him a sad look when he bent to kiss her forehead. "Tommy..."
"See you later, Netty."
She watched him, close her door behind him. The room seemed to spin. She thought of Earl stripped before the headlights of his car. She thought of that rubber bursting in her mouth and later the smooth, throbbing cocktip of her brother bursting too! She had cum smeared over her tits. The taste of it was still in her mouth. Her poor little pussy had still not had nearly enough loving. She tossed her blonde hair and whimpered again. She felt like screaming!
"If something doesn't happen pretty soon, I'm gonna lose my mind," she said to her walls.
Netty lay without covering her nakedness. As her fingers began the slow, methodical rub of her swollen pussy, she thought of Russ and Tommy, thought of Tommy's cock. It was incest, all of it!
The pleasure that dangled just out of reach made her want it all the more. She wanted Tommy to fuck her. It was as simple as that. Even if she burned in Hell, she wanted to feel that lovely hard cock of his sliding into the cunthole her hymen still protected.
Then she moaned and fingered her pussy furiously, her thighs stretched wide as if to receive her young brother's love.
"Fuck me, Tommy.. . ohhh fuck me!" As she closed her eyes, she was surprised at herself for imagining both her brothers coming at her, their cocks flopping in rigid readiness.
Chapter Six
While in town with her father, Netty heard from a friend that Earl Maxwell had caught holy hell that night she'd been with him at the pond on old man Jones' land. Hal, the preacher's son, had witnessed the whole thing too. Before Earl could get his car started and turned around, old man Jones himself had cornered him. It was only after he saw that the poor bastard was naked as a jaybird that he let him go-much to Hal's amusement so it seemed. But no one but Hal, his friend, and Earl Maxwell knew that Netty had been the perpetrator of the little joke.
When Netty climbed into her father's truck for the ride back to the farm, Hal leered at her from where he leaned against the corner of the drugstore. She pretended not to see. Hal came over.
"Hey, why so stuck up?"
When Netty didn't answer, he laughed and chewed on his toothpick.
"You really got to old Fail the other night. I don't think he'll be telling any stories about you anymore.
"Oh?" Netty asked, pretending innocence. "Was he in the habit of telling stories?"
"Bullshit stories. You cured him." Hal winked. "Why don't you go out with me some week-end-like this next week-end."
"I'd be glad to except for one thing," Netty said, looking the dark-haired boy right in the eyes.
"Oh? What's that?"
"I can't stand you," she said, not blinking once.
Hal went red in the face and walked away. Her father came up the street then. She didn't look back until he'd driven half a block. Hal was still there, as red in the face as ever.
The next week was a busy one. Tommy wasn't able to be around her much of the time. Netty found herself missing him terribly. She thought of how his cock looked almost constantly. She longed to have it in her mouth again. Worse than that, she was beginning to wonder how they could get the nerve to go all the way.
It was something almost too wicked to contemplate! She actually wanted to have sexual intercourse with her brother. That word sounded so ugly, when she thought of it. Sexual intercourse! It sounded like something a machine might do. She wanted to fuck! As taboo as that word was, it made her feel better to say than the other term. Fuck! Ohhh how she wanted to fuck her brother and let him fuck her! She was mad with the idea! She was burning up with need for him. The fact that they had come so close to fucking and not gone through with it made her want him all the more..
On a hot Wednesday, the morning finally turned to lunchtime. Everyone had been working hard around the place. Their father let it be known that they'd have a long lunch break before starting the afternoon's chores. Russ wandered in to watch a television movie and their dad lay down for a nap. Tommy gave Netty a special look and went out the back door. Her mother was washing up the noon dishes as Netty slipped by.
"Where you going, Netty?"
"Oh, I don't know. To look at Mr. Cosgrove's mare I reckon."
Tommy was leaning on the fence as she came up. Their stallion, Blue Boy, was pawing around in the dirt behind the mare. The two homes had been penned together for three days so far, but nothing had happened.
Tommy took her hand and squeezed it. "I've been thinking about you a lot."
"I can't get you off my mind." She shook her head. "I try but I can't."
"You don't even try," Tommy laughed. Netty nodded and laughed too. Blue Boy whinnied and brushed the mare with his nose. From under his belly, his cock sprang out.
"Look," Netty gasped. "I think he's gonna do something."
The mare started to trot around the corral, but Blue Boy stayed with her. Then he had her in the corner. Netty's heart. flip-flopped as Blue Boy mounted the mare and hunched himself forward. The mare struggled a little, but as the stallion's weight pressed down, she spread her front hooves and took the first powerful thrust of his cock. It went in with a sucking sound. Netty dug her nails into her brother's arm.
"Ohhhh, Tommy! Look!"
Tommy was breathing as fast as she was. They watched Blue Boy thrust deeper. The mare took all of Blue Boy's monstrous prick. As the stallion began to pump furiously, he bit into the mare s flesh. She whinnied again and flicked her tail. Netty had seen animals engaged in sex before, but due to the recent experiences in her own life, this scene was tearing her up. Hot cuntjuice spilled from her pussy, wetting the cut-off jeans she-wore. Underneath the jeans, she was naked. As if Tommy knew this, he eased his hand down and hooked a finger up one frayed leg hole. She let him pet her cunt as she watched Mr. Cosgrove's mare get reamed by their big stallion.
"Oh god, he's fucking the Hell out of her," Netty whimpered, kissing the knuckles of her brother's hand. "It makes me feel all tingly and hot."
"Makes me want to fuck you!"
"Oh god, Tommy. Ohhhh god, yes!"
"Would you let me?"
"I... I don't know. I imagine it happening a lot. But then... "
"God, look now!" Tommy pointed, his eyes wide.
Netty looked. The stallion was impregnating Cosgrove's mare. The white horse cum frothed from around the horse's prickhole as that huge Cock slid in and but. The mare's front legs trembled. She let her head droop between them. The stallion screamed and tamped his hot cum as deep as his cock would reach. Netty shivered and pressed her tits against her younger brother's chest. He embraced her, his hands petting the outward swell of her ass under thin denim.
"Come on," he groaned, puffing her with him.
"Where are we going?" she sighed.
"To the barn."
It was cool inside the barn. A breeze was coming in the open door. In a dark corner, Tommy spread a blanket on the straw. Then he took Netty's wrist as if to pull her down. She felt like that mare.
"Well?" he said, his face tortured with desire. "Don't we want it?"
"Yes. . . I th-th-think I want it."
Tommy unbuttoned Netty's cowboy shirt and took it from the backs of her shoulders. She groaned as he licked her pink nipples. Then she let him pull her down onto the blanket and undo the front of her cut-off jeans. She was panting loudly now. She knew they were treading on dangerous ground. Anybody might come and discover them.
"Ohhh, my Tommy," she sighed, kissing his arm and then his shoulder. Their mouths touched. He was sliding her shorts off, and she was letting him. He slipped his own clothes off far enough to bare his erect cock. His jeans were tangled Mound his knees, his shirt open in front. They kissed again. Netty felt him holding his prick up against her, guiding the prickhead into her hot and slippery pussy.
"Whhuuuhhh," she gasped, feeling the tingles shooting off through her flesh like a fireworks display.
"Ohhhh god, you're so hot!"
"Don't hurt me! Don't put it in!"
But her brother was thrusting hard against her hymen. Again she felt that familiar sting. The sting became a tearing pain. The pain became a pleasure that grew steadily. Her brother was hot. He was gasping and sighing, his cock pressing harder than ever against her hot cunt. She could feel the angle of his erect prick as it gouged into the hollow where her hymen still stretched. The angle seemed perfect for penetration.. Penetration! Even the word sounded sexy..
"Tommeeee! I feel so strange!"
"I want you, Netty! Ohhh, Netty, it feels so good to rub your cunt..."
Her body jerked. It wasn't the pain as much as the shock. Something had given way. Something had sunk in between the lips of her pussy. She felt a stretching, a thickness opening her out inside. The pain was only a tiny sting. It wasn't the pain she thought a girl would feel when she got fucked for the first time.
"Tommy, you didn't..you didn't go in, did you?"
But her brother's answer was only a smothered groan of pleasure. She took his, face in her hands and pulled him up so she could look at him. He had a dazed expression. His mouth hung open a little. His hips worked, thrusting up and under. She felt that stretched sensation again. .A flood of pleasure rippled through her body. She gave a trembling cry and frantically thrust her hands between her legs. She found the base of her brother's erect cock and traced the shape upwards towards the cocktip.
"Ohhhh!" she whimpered when her fingers reached the stretched muscles of her cuntslit. She couldn't touch the cocktip of her brother's prick, because it was firmly fucked into her young, wiggling body.
"Don't freak out
"But. . but Tommy! You're fucking me!" She squirmed and clutched him harder as if to keep his cock from sliding any deeper. "It's inside! Ohhhh shit, Tommy! It's going inside me!"
"Easy, Sis .. . doesn't it feel good?" He managed to cover her mouth and she gave in to the hot wet pleasure of tie kiss. Tommy kissed so good! She loved to feel his tongue pushing between her teeth. She moaned as the caress grew sexier, more urgent. Even as she weakened, she felt Tommy jerk his hips forward. There was a lick sound as his cockshaft slipped deeper. A dull but sexy ache began to throb deep-deep within her body. The depths of her cunt was being touched by a rigid male cock for the first time in her life. The shuddering pleasure she experienced shocked her into silence. Netty opened and closed her mouth as if speaking, but her sporadic breathing was the only sound she made.
"It's better than I even thought," Tommy babbled, his hands sliding under her naked ass. She felt his fingers digging into her flesh-her brother's fingers. Under them, Netty heard the straw crinkling as Tommy forced his slender, streamlined prick up into her virgin cunt.
"Nhhhuuhh," she grunted, overcome with the tickling sensation around the lips of her pussy. She was writhing now, totally oblivious to anything around her. She loved that hard, hot shape that was filling and jabbing her. It was lovely to have! It was wonderful to take it up inside her like that! She'd never realized what a miracle of love it was to surround a boy's cock and squeeze it with her slippery smooth tube.
"God, Netty . .. ohhhh god, it's fantastic!" Her brother kissed her bare shoulder. "You're hot and tight, and when you move a certain way your cunt squeezes down on me something terrific!"
"Ohhh, Tommy, it is good, isn't it? I never knew it would be like this!"
"I hope I didn't hurt you. I just couldn't help going in when I felt that first little snap
"You mean you felt me breaking?"
"Yeah. The head of my cock just pushed right through your cherry. I felt the edges of it sliding by, and then I was going into the hottest. . . ohhh!"
As her brother whispered how he felt, Netty's fingers were still touching the shaft of his cock.
She could feel her cuntjuices seeping out, slickening his cock. She could feel his prick expanding inside her. He was sliding deeper, deeper, deeper! She wondered just how far that little cunthole reached up into her body! It seemed that it would be impossible to make room for something so swollen as her brother's cock. It was going awfully deep!
Netty squirmed her hips wildly. "Ohhh, Tommy, honey! Ohhh I'm gripping you! I can feel it all closing down!"
It was true. Her pussy was having a minor convulsion. The slippery cuntwalls were tightening, squeezing down hard around her brother's prick. Now it was too tight for him to move at all. It was getting tighter. His eyes rolled with excitement. She touched the inch of cock that was left outside her smoldering pussy.
"God, Netty . . . ohhhh wow! I can feel your muscles working around me. It's like a hundred small fingers... it's like I'm getting milked."
"Nhhuhh, ohhh push it in! Push it in harder!" She clawed his back with her fingers. He lurched, panting hard against her neck. She wriggled and bucked, frying to free herself so he could start fucking again. Her muscles locked down even tighter. There was no way he could push deeper or pull himself free of her strong young cunt. For the first time, Tommy gave her a panicky look.
"You... ohhhh . . . if you keep squirm-ing like that I'm gonna come!"
"Noooo!" she whimpered. "Don't come!"
They both stopped moving completely. All Netty could hear now was the pounding of her brother's heart... and hers. They looked confusedly into each other's eyes. It was all Netty could do to hold still. She was very aroused. She knew that Tommy was too.
"You gotta hold still!" Tommy hissed through clenched teeth.
"It's so hard!"
Netty bit her tongue, trying to drive away the lovely sensations that thrilled her. She felt the manly press of her young brother's chest against her nipples. She felt the sharp jut of his pelvis and his heaving belly that touched hers with every breath. She closed her legs a little, but that only made the squeeze of her pussy tighter than before. She opened them again, bending her knees up until they almost touched her body. Another flood of juice leaked from the clasping edges of her cunthole and dripped, down her asscrack. But even with all that slick lubrication, her brother couldn't pull his cock out of her body. The pleasure rose again as he pulled back. It felt like he was trying to jerk her insides out. The tugging made her clit throb and lift its sensitive head.
"Ohhh, Tommy, I can't take much more. I'm so close to coming I could scream."
"If anybody finds us like this.."
"We've got to get loose!"
"Ohhh, Sis, I'm about to flip out! Your cunt is so damned nice! Even if I am stuck, who gives a shit? I wish.. . ohhhh I'm tingling all over. Ohhh, damn it, Sis, quit moving! Stop all that squirming around!"
"Tommeeee! I'm gonna come! I can't help it!" Thrusting powerfully with her trim ass, Netty lifted her brother up She was tossing, panting, whimpering with lust. The tickle deep inside her had melded wit the itchy pleasure of her clit. The whole underside of her body seemed to throb like the beating of a huge drum. With each throb, she felt mind-blowing waves of pleasure go through her. She'd forgotten who she was and where she was. There was just Tommy with his cock so deep in her cunt! She clung to her brother hard, letting her teeth nip at the flesh of his shoulder.
.... . Netteeeeee! ohhh I can't hold back anymore! Ohhhhhh no, ohhhh god I'm gonna shoot! I . ..just.. can't . . . st-st-stop!"
His face went dark as he choked and held his breath. The danger Netty felt made her thrill even more. It was an intense moment as her clit throbbed like a bomb and her cunt squeezed rhythmically at that stiff cock that was imbedded deep in her pussyhole. For an instant, each of them knew that it was very dangerous, very risky to be doing what they were doing. In the next instant Netty gave a shuddering cry, knowing that however dangerous, it was also too late. She felt a gasp escape her brother's throat. He hugged her so hard it hurt-hurt wonderfully. Because that final inch of his cock had been shoved into her, her cunt was convulsing with a powerful climax, sucking the gism from Tommy's balls. He quivered and bit Netty's chin. Then she knew the spurts of white cream were filling her!
"Ohhh, Tommy, ohhh my brother!" She hugged him hard, her young ass twitching and bucking as she stroked his prick with her tight cunt. She didn't care if he came a gallon! She didn't really care. She wanted it to spurt hotly into her cunt as it spurted now.
"Netty ... Netty . . . sorry!"
"Mmmmm, it's okay..." She kissed his fevered cheeks as he tried to kiss back. His back was plunging as he pushed in and out of her cunthole. Now she was looser. The dazzling pleasure had freed her cunt and released her brother's hot barb. He came moaning, fucking deeply, and dragging himself back to fuck again.
"Ohhh! Ohhhh damn!"
"Nhhyyyesss!" Netty was clutching his ass now. To feel the hardness of his muscles as he pumped made her shiver and whine.
so damned good!"
"Tommy, yes, ohhhh, uhhhh, yesssss!"
Their mouths were together again, sucking, gasping. She sucked Tommy's tongue furiously, pretending it was his cock! Then she thought of all that luscious cream-the cream she loved to eat! Her cunt was full of it. She wished that her pussy could lap it up like her mouth could, but then maybe that was happening. The itchy rub of her brother's cockshaft against the torn edges of her cherry made her shiver violently as another spasm went through her.
"Uhh, uhhhhh don't stop wiggling," she begged.
"God, we did it! Ohhh shit, Netty, we really fucked up."
"Ohhh don't say that. Just keep fucking me. I don't want to think about it."
Tommy held her bucking ass tightly as she continued to surge with pleasure. The first explosions had faded away, but she could feel it all starting up again. She tried to catch it, lurching frantically under the weight of Tommy's body. The hot joy was almost pounding through her for the second time when her brother went limp and shook his head with dismay.
"Christ, if you're knocked up..."
Netty gave a whine as she felt her second climax leak quickly away. She'd almost caught it, almost had it throbbing between her thighs again. She pulled in deep lungfuls of air and tried to think. There was a messy, squishy feeling where her brother had penetrated her. She put a hand down and touched his balls, his shaft, and her raw, hot pussy.
She saw the blood on Tommy first. It was smeared on the shaft of his cock and on the insides of his thighs. She stood shakily, pulling her shirt on as she realized just how risky it was there in the barn. Only when she grabbed her cut-off jeans and tried to put her feet in the legs, did she see the bright red streaks going down her legs. She didn't hurt, just stung a little. The blood was on her ass too. It seemed to be everywhere.
"I can't go inside like this. I've got to get down to the pond and clean up."
"I'd better go back. If they see us together. . ." Netty took his arm. "Oh, Tommy, nobody ever thought anything when we were together before. After all we are brother and sister. Brothers and sisters do associate with each other."
"But they'll see the look on my face. I just know they will." Standing close to him, Netty pressed herself against his bare chest.
"Don't freak out about it. Just act natural." She kissed him. Tommy tried to respond, but he was as nervous as she'd ever seen him.
"And what if you are pregnant?" he hissed between clenched teeth. "Jesus Christ, do you realize . ."
"I can't bother with that right now, can I? I've got to go clean myself up." A steam of cum dribbled down her leg. She caught it in her palm. It was quivered like jello when she held it up to her face. She waited until Tommy had turned towards the door, then she cupped the hot sap to her mouth and slurped it down. Another excited flush covered her skin.
"God help me," she breathed to herself. "I love that stuff"
A few minutes later she splashed naked into the pasture pond, wiping the blood and dried cum from her aching, swollen cunt as the water lapped around her tummy.
"I did it at last," she murmured. "I'm not a virgin anymore." And already she was longing for Tommy's stiff cock. She could hardly wait until it was sliding up inside her again. When the thought that she might be pregnant tried to edge into her mind, she shook her head had. "I just won't think of it, and then it won't happen.
Chapter Seven
The week following was a miserable one for Netty. At first she'd been caught up in the idea of being a real woman, a woman who knew what passion was. But after three days had passed, and Tommy was still avoiding her, she began to fret.
The fourth night that he didn't come to tap at her door, she tiptoed down the hall and tried to open his. It was locked. Tommy had never locked his door before this. She whispered his name, but he wouldn't open it for her. Tears on her cheeks, Netty returned to the loneliness of her own room and threw herself across her bed.
"Ohhh god, if he only knew how I feel inside! Ohhhh god, I'm horny!" She thought of fingering herself, but she'd done that three times a day since Tommy had opened up that fresh and hungry cunthole in her body. She'd pushed various objects up into herself, rubbed her clit, and pretended she was getting fucked, but it didn't feel close to the real thing. She happened to glance out her window in time to see her alder brother walking across the barnyard. He was wearing only a pair of skivvies and there was a towel around his neck. Netty knew exactly what he was up to. He was going to take a midnight dip in the pond.
Nervously, she rose from her bed and paced her room. She was breathing hard and a thousand wild and naughty thoughts were racing through her mind. No, it was unthinkable. She felt guilty enough about Tommy. At least she could say that it had been a happy accident. She'd been curious and aroused and it had just happened. The fact that she wanted it to continue didn't bother her, but trying to start something up with Russ did. She would be going into it with her eyes open. She knew what incest was now. She'd committed it with Tommy. Could she let herself be so weak as to double her sin?
"If Tommy wouldn't feel wrong about it, I wouldn't either." But Tommy's guilt and his avoidance of her company made her feel more wicked than ever. She went to her window and peered into the darkness where her other brother had disappeared. Was she wicked enough to run after him?
"Maybe just a little company would help. I could talk to Russ and, at least have a little company."
She knew it was a rationalization, but already she was throwing off her nightie and scrambling in her drawer for something to wear. She found a loose dress and pulled it over her shoulders. She jerked on a pair of panties too, telling herself that this proved she wasn't looking for trouble. After all, Russ was her brother. She knew he wasn't a sex maniac or anything, but the memory of him jacking off made her tingle all over, She went quietly downstairs and was careful not to let the screen door slap shut. Then she was hurrying through the moonlight towards the path that led to the pond.
Russ had hung his skivvies on the tree. They stood out like a white flag as she came up. The soft slurp of water made her squint towards the pond. Then the moon came out from behind a cloud. They saw each other at the same time.
"Netty? Is that you?"
"Hi, Russ. I couldn't sleep. I saw you coming down here and thought you might not mind if you had company."
"No, I guess not." he turned his back to her and sank into the water until it was lapping around his chest. Then, with a shock, Netty realized what Russ had been doing when she'd come up. He was out there at the pond to spill a little cum. That rhythmic splashing sound had been his hand pumping.
"Nice night, huh?"
"Yeah," he said back. She wondered what he was doing under the water. Her mind kept wandering to the time she'd watched him milk the creamy cum from his prick. That was before she'd discovered just how luscious cum was to eat. Then Netty was thinking about Russ pumping long strings of cum into the pond. In the next instant, she imagined herself swimming below the surface, drinking the gism. In her reverie, she imagined that she fastened her mouth around Russ's cock and sucked it into her throat as he moaned with pleasure and spurted gism powerfully.
"I must be crazy," she murmured under her breath.
"What?"
"Nothing, Russ. Mind if I come in with you?"
"It's a free country."
Netty had the feeling that he was a little irked at being interrupted. She waded in until the water was up to her knees. Russ watched her holding the hem of her dress up. She thought she saw the white shaft of his cock bobbing just below the surface. The moonlight was very bright.
"I guess I should take this off," she said looking at him as if to get his permission. Russ was looking at her in a funny way. She realized that her panty crotch was getting damper every second. A musky scent rose from her pussy and wafted past her nose. She wondered if her big brother could smell her.
"How old are you now?" he asked, tilting his head.
"Eighteen. My own brother doesn't even know how old I am!" She frowned at him with amusement. "I know you re almost twenty cause you've been yearning for it for so long."
She lifted her dress and took it off her shoulders. Her white flesh shone and as she turned to hook her clothing on an overhanging branch. She heard her brother make a sound in his throat. Her tits jiggled as she missed her footing and stumbled slightly forward. His eyes never blinked once. Or so it seemed.
"I think I'd better be getting back to the house," he said. She watched him wade towards shore. But as he passed near her, something inside her snapped. She reached out a hand and caught his arm.
"Don't go, Russ. I . . . I'm lonely."
"What do we have to talk about?" he shrugged. "I don't know. Lots of things I guess." Now she was sure that the white shape bobbing under the surface was his cock. It wasn't soft either.. It looked long and thick and bigger at the cocktip than her younger brother's prick. A wicked longing to touch him made her shiver. She knew he was staring at her tits.
"Russ?"
"What?"
"Do boys like girls with big tits? I get the idea that mine are too small to be attractive."
"Hey, you've got nice ones." He reached out a hand but drew it back before touching her tit. Netty felt like a hungry animal. Her guilt was being smothered by the need to feel a man's hands on her body. She moved forward slightly. Under the water, the tip of her brother's cock brushed her thigh. He bit his lip, and pushed his fingers through his dark, curly hair.
"Damn it, Netty, I'd better get back to the house. I've got a big day ahead of me and.."
Under the water her hands were going for him. Netty clenched her teeth together, and tried to stop herself. But whenever she was close to some male she liked, the urge was too strong. Her shoulders trembled as she held back for another second. Then her long, white fingers curled around Russ' big cock under the surface of the pond.
"Netty . ."
"Russ.. ." She squeezed down hard, feeling the hot blood pounding to swell his cockhead into a firm barb of supersensitive flesh.
". . .damn, you'd better let go..."
"Oh, Russ, don't make me let go. I... I wanted to touch you when I saw you in the water."
With a groan, Russ pushed her hands away and hurried up the sandy side of the bank of the pond. She went after him, whimpering, her hands outstretched. He knocked them away again and grabbed for his skivvies. But Netty beat him to them. She flung them out into the middle of the pond and gave him a smoldering look.
"There you are Mr. America. If you want to get dressed, you'll have to swim for them."
"Netty, what in Hell is wrong with you?" Russ pushed by her again and dove in towards the deeper water. Netty was right behind him, swimming furiously in the wake of his strong arms. He reached his skivvies and tried to get a leg through them. Netty dove. It was dark under the surface, but the moonlight made her brother's muscled body shine. She saw him kicking, trying to stay afloat. He had one leg through his skivvies and was trying to get his other foot in. She swam up between his thighs. His cock bobbed in the water. Her hands surrounded the feverish flesh. Her lips parted and sucked his cocktip deep into her mouth.
In the thrashing fury of her brother's struggles,
Netty held tight. His cock was very hard, and very long. She worked her tongue, in a licking frenzy, along the underside of his cocktip and shaft. She could hear only the gurgle of water in her ears. She could feel only her brother's hands on her head, frying to force he away. She used her teeth just enough to let him know that she meant to stay there. Before her breath gave out, she felt his thrashing weaken. He pushed weakly at her head. Now and then his fingers slid down her face and onto the tops of her shoulders. She sucked furiously, taking the head of his prick beyond her velvety tonsils. Her tongue urged the hot blood to his barb. Russ gave a final kick and then floated limp in the water, only his hands paddling to keep himself afloat. But Netty couldn't hold her breath any longer. She took one last slurp of his throbbing cock, surfaced, and sucked in a huge lungful of air.
"Damn it, Netty. . ." Her brother's words were cut off as she went under again. She sucked his rigid cock into her mouth like before and massaged his balls as she worked her tongue. She was bewitching him. She was addicting him to her soft and hungry caresses. She knew that Russ would want her as much as Tommy had. She realized with a thrill that Russ was far more experienced with females than was her younger sibling. She wondered what his mouth might do to her. Again she surfaced with a gasp. This lime Russ caught her wet, blonde hair and held her there, floating in the water before him.
"Netty, what the Hell is going on?"
"Don't look at me like I'm some animal."
"It's not that. It's the way I feel." He made a face and pushed her away. "God, you're my sister." She caught him on shore this time, caught his ankle, and started kissing her way up his leg. He put his hands on her head but didn't push her off She kissed higher, licking the inside of his thigh.
"Netty, for the love of.. .god doesn't care," she murmured. She was letting the tip of her pink tongue tease his balls. Then she lapped, the dewy water from his cockshaft and let him feel the heat of her lips as she curled them sexily around his exposed cocktip.
Her brother stood with legs well apart. He was breathing raggedly. His knees began to shake. Netty lapped hungrily at his stiff prick, sliding her lips down over it inch by inch. Again she held at least five inches. Her tongue made slurping sounds as she smeared him with her hot spit.
When he was trembling all over, she stopped sucking and stood before him. Slowly she pulled off her panties and threw them aside. Then she got down on her back on the grass and spread her knees.
"Do it to me too. With your mouth!" She made a slow, jerky circle with her ass, lifting her cuntmound. She spread, her knees another inch so that the dainty pink lips-of her cunt peeled apart to expose the heated, delicate folds and her torn cherry. Her brother grabbed his cock and gave it a few quick jerks. Then he fell on his knees and wallowed his damp mouth against her pussy.
Netty squealed with passion as she felt his tongue stroking and sucking at her. She wiggled, pressing her open clit up into his mouth. He chewed at her pussy, stroked it fantastically with his chin. Then his tongue entered her cunthole, and he started fucking her with it.
"Uhh, uhhh, uhhhhh!" she grunted, pumping rhythmically. It was glorious! It was exactly what she had to have. Her wet, blonde hair tangled across her face as she wiggled feverishly on the grass. Her fingers stroked her brother's head as he feasted on her cunt with groaning passion.
It was so sloppy and slurpy down there! She was hotter than anything! She felt the tickle of a climax not far off. Suddenly she thought of Russ's beautiful big cock. It was thicker than Tommy's. It was longer too, and the cocktip swelled out into a blunt, dark barb.
"Fuck me," she whispered, then louder, "fuck me!"
Russ looked at her with shocked eyes. Then he shook his head hard as if he'd just come to his senses.
"No! I shouldn't even be doing this!" He turned in a panic, his muscular body bulging with tension.
He crawled away from her on all fours, whimpering something about incest and his sister's body.
"Wait, Russ. . . wait!" She crawled after him. She grabbed his hips and threw her body up onto his back. With her hugging his waist, he couldn't get up off his knees. She plunged her hot cunt against his ass. She bit his shoulders and licked his back and kept begging him to take her, to make her his.
"You've lost it, baby! You're freaked out." He struggled to loosen her hold. But now Netty had gotten one hand down to his cock, She grabbed his big cock and started pumping it.
"I saw you that day in the barn," she babbled. "I saw you jacking off, and I watched the cum spurt out, and I never forgot it." She jerked, his prick faster, harder. He grunted as the pleasure burst through his belly and loins.
"Netty.. . ohhh god! What's happening to me?"
"I want to eat you up," she growled, surprised at her unleashed desire. The flop of his balls against his thighs excited her as she continued to masturbate him. "Ohhh Russ, don't leave! It could be so nice!"
He made another strange Sound. He seemed weaker, less resolved to escape. With a hard push, Netty sent him onto his side in the wild grass. Her fingers squeezed and caressed his erect prick. The cockhead was darker than she'd ever seen it, It was throbbing powerfully. Before she could get her mouth down, a white streak leaped into the air, spattering her tits with cum. She fumbled frantically, trying to get the exploding cock into her mouth. Hot cum hit against her cheeks. Then she was sliding her lips around his tip, using her tongue to keep his climax going.
"Mmmmmm," she cooed, hungrily drinking the thick seed. Her cheeks pulled in as she milked more of it from his balls.
".... . damn... god damn!" Russ moaned, writhing on his back as Netty stroked his thighs and slurped noisily at his spurting cum. She took the head of his cock into her throat and let herself gag, let her tonsils close tightly around it. Russ jerked and gasped. His body was throbbing with pleasure. Netty was sure of it.
For a long time, Russ just lay there breathing evenly as if in a deer slumber. Netty was about to flip out, she was so ready for a climax. She made herself wait. She knew, even from her limited experience, that a male couldn't be expected to perform immediately after shooting his sperm. But even as she watched Russ's limp cock, it moved. She quickly lowered her cummy lips to it again. In a few minutes she had sucked it back to firmness.
"What in hell are you doing now?" Russ sighed, his eyes still closed.
Netty straddled his body, then lowered her dripping cunt down against his belly and inched backwards. She was holding his cock up with her free hand, squeezing it to keep the blood pumping in.
At the first hot brush of her pussy against his prick, Russ stared at her with a wild look.
"No, Netty, don't you have any sense of.. ."
"Oh yes, damn you," she spit back. Her cunt was already smearing him with juice. She plunged her ass quickly and felt her muscled cunthole spread around the smooth barb of her brother's cock. He made a move as if to stop her, but she rubbed her cum-slick mouth against his and gave him her tongue: He groaned and sucked at it, falling back on the grass again as her young ass thrust and wiggled. Slowly, she forced herself back onto him. With hungry growls, she impaled herself on his rigid prick. Inch-by-inch his prick pushed into her cunthole. Her juice spilled out she sank down against him and extended her long, white legs. Russ opened his thighs and let her slip between them. The friction against her cunt was intense. She knew that if she wanted to she could bring herself to climax in less than a minute. But she wanted it to last longer than that.
"Ohhh, Russ, isn't it beautiful?"
"Netty, I swear to god I don't know what to think."
"Kiss me."
"Netty. . ."
"Kiss me! Hurry!" She opened her mouth and licked his lower lip teasingly. She could tell that a battle was going on inside her big brother's head.
He knew it was wrong to fuck his sister, but she was making it so good! She was making him fuck her, making his cock slide deeper into her hot, clasping cunthole.
"Don't you like this?" she whimpered, letting her small, white teeth work against his chin.
Russ groaned. She felt his big hands pressing against the small of her back. Then he was tightly clutching her ass as she let it dance up and down. He lay there under her as she did all the work. She knew, by the look on his face, that he was experiencing pleasure far more intense than anything he'd ever had before.
"Well," she insisted, "don't you like it?"
"I think I could die for it. Ohh, Netty, why though? Why did you. . ."
She kissed him hungrily to silence his questions. Russ moaned into the kiss, his fingers digging deeper into the plush halves of her ass. She squirmed slowly, letting her tight slick insides swathe his cock with her juices. Russ grunted from the pleasure.
"Ohhh this is wonderful," she sighed, digging her fingers into his ass too. She felt his balls lifting her belly up slightly to get her hand between them. Russ acted like he was dreaming. He'd never suspected that his shy and slender sister could behave so tempestuously.
"Netty, don't you feel this is wrong?"
"It used to drive me crazy worrying. But not any more. At least not right now." She kissed his neck as her slim hips rose and fell. "How could anything that feels so good be wrong?"
"But it is wrong. . ." His words faded as she squeezed one of his- balls and let her cunt ride up until just the head of his prick was still inside her. She dipped and danced there, rubbing his sensitive cocktip with the muscled opening of her cunt. She teased him until Russ's face grew dark and it seemed he was choking. Then she plunged down on him again, wiggling back against that lovely spear of hot male cockflesh.
"Uhhh, uhhhh, uhhhhh!" she panted, licking his neck and shoulders. "Ohhhh shit, I don't care if it's the wickedest thing in the world. I want it. I want it bad!"
"Netty, Netty, ohhh beautiful Netty," Russ gasped, holding her tightly. She writhed in his arms, her cunt doing things to his cock that she was only just learning about.
"Ohhhh," she whined, her tongue hanging out of her mouth, "I'm gonna come!"
"Ohh, ohhhh it's so hard when I push down on you.. . ohhhh!"
"God. . . ohhh god, Netty ..."
"Russ! Kiss me on the mouth! Ohhh, Russ, suck my tongue!"
They clutched each other as Netty's hips picked up speed. She wiggled and plunged, her belly slapping against her brother's muscled abdomen. She never felt the fever rise in her so quickly. She was clawing at his ass now as his own fingers pressed against her asshole. Flaming pleasure licked up the insides of her thighs. She was floating, dazzled with the glow around her swollen clit.
"Uhh, uhhh, ohhhh shit! Ohhhh fuck!" She bit his mouth softly and pushed her tongue between his teeth as her slim ass rose and fell as fast as she could move it. The glow was so intense now that she couldn't think, couldn't reason. The climax exploded through her suddenly. She gave a weak, shuddery cry and licked her brother's mouth.
"...commmming, I'm coming so g-g-good!"
"Stop now," Russ moaned, pushing her hips. "You've got to get off me!"
"Can't! Darling. .. ohhhh!"
"Netty, for christ sake!" Russ was trying to roll her over so he could jerk his cock out, but she resisted. The pounding ecstasy had swept her away to another lime, another space. She didn't care what happened to Netty, Russ's sister. She just wanted to feel that glory throbbing through her pussy, throughout her whole body. Her cunt muscles spasmed rhythmically around her brother s big cock. She could feel the rippling, squeezing movements as she milked at him, her ass thrusting in a frenzy of lust. But somehow Russ had rolled her onto her back. He'd forced her knees apart and was jerking his cock out.
Netty gave a whimper as she felt the swollen cockhead pop free of her sucking cunt. And in the next instant, she was spattered with hot cum. It was spurting, boiling, spraying across her white tummy and heaving tits. She babbled in the wildness of her climax and smeared the slick cum around with both hands.
"Ohhhh, I love it!" she gasped, still writhing as her empty cunt convulsed. Russ's face was strange looking. He knelt between her spread legs, his hand beating steadily on the rigid shaft of his cock. Each time his fingers came up under the flared tip, another jet of cum leaped out and splattered down onto her belly. Her navel filled and overflowed, and Netty whimpered hungrily as she continued to rub the slimy fluid into her skin, Then with her brother still jacking his cock oft she managed to sit up and take the head of his cock into her mouth. He pumped himself as she suckled on that dark blue bulge of cockflesh and managed to gulp the last of his spurts down her throat. They collapsed, cummy bodies glued together, arms and legs tangled happily in the afterglow of the pleasure they'd experienced.
Netty slept, dreaming wonderful dreams of her future. She and Russ and Tommy lived together and had nothing else to do but play with each other. It was so idyllic that even as she dreamed it, Netty knew it was too good to be true. When she stirred and blinked her eyes open, she knew that she'd indeed been dreaming. Russ was gone.
She limped to the pond, splashed her cummy skin until it was clean, and then, putting her dress on over her damp skin, stumbled off towards the house.
Chapter Eight
Netty woke up horny. She'd awakened in that state for the past three mornings. Tommy had gone into town early on Monday and had not returned. He'd told their dad that he'd run into a friend and wanted to spend the night with him. One night had lengthened into three. Russ was, gone too. His excuse had been more easily believed-a fishing trip. But Netty knew the real reason her brothers had left. She was the reason.
Before she could start thinking about how hungry for sex she was, Netty slipped from bed, pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and went downstairs. She was overjoyed to see that her older brother had pulled up by the barn and was lifting his camping gear out of the back of the pickup. She waited until her father had greeted him and said a few words about what needed to be done around the place. Then, as Russ came into the house by himself, she hurried up and took his hand.
"I missed you so much, Russ! Why didn't you say something before you took off?"
"Netty, the less we say to each other, the better." He took his hand back. "You know why I have to leave."
"I won't let you feel ashamed of what we did, I won't!"
Russ heated up a frying pan and started cooking breakfast. Netty was glad to see her father and mother get in the car. She remembered that they were going shopping and would bring Tommy back with them when they returned. But now Russ was here. Alone. With her. She pressed her tits against his back as he turned his bacon in the frying pan.
"You must have thought of me while you were fishing."
"I couldn't think of anything else."
"Then you know how good. ."
"Netty, it's incest. What we did. Carnal knowledge. Not only is it against the law, but it's against all that's right and proper and . ."
"You sound like some of the duds I go to school with." She tried to put her hands around his body, but he pushed her away. The second time he let her hug him. Netty pressed her blonde head against his back and cooed sexily. "Ohhh, Russ, I'm so horny for you. I can remember how pretty your cock was and how nice it fit in my mouth." She let her fingers sneak lower. Her brother was trying to maintain his composure, but she could feel his will weakening.
"Yeah, Netty, I forgot myself out there at the pond. I forgot I was your brother."
"I didn't. And when your cock fit up inside me, I knew it was right."
Netty was sneaking the zipper of his fly down. When she had the gap big enough to get her hand in, she brushed the swollen head of Russ's cock. This time he didn't try to wake her stop. He was just standing there trembling, breathing irregularly. Now her nails dug under the elastic of his skivvies. She felt the damp flesh of his prick. On the stove, Russ was letting his bacon burn.
". . .so hard," she whispered, "so hot and hard and pretty." She squeezed him, felt the blood pounding, making his prick even stiffer. "I want it in me again, Russ! Nobody's here in the house but the two of us."
"Damn it, Netty!" He twisted free of her and flung the spatula into the sink. She had to turn off the stove as he stormed upstairs to his room. She hurried along behind him and managed to stop him before he could close the door.
"Russ, you know you can't resist me. And I can't resist you either."
He tried to avoid looking at her. He slumped on his bed and stared out the window. Netty went over to him, took his hand and pulled it up the inside of her thigh. Her shorts gaped open at the legs. She hadn't put on any panties that morning. She pressed his fingers into her pussy and then plunged her hips so that her slippery cunthole opened against his knuckles.
"See how bad I want you?"
"Oh, Netty, don't tempt me like this. I think I'm going crazy.
"No you're not. You just want me." She had separated his middle finger from the rest now. Russ didn't try to stop her as she eased his finger into her cunthole and then shoved it deep inside her. Her feverish cunt closed down tightly, milking hungrily at his knuckles.
By now Russ was breathing very raggedly. Netty was panting. She took his juice-drenched finger from her cunt and lifted it slowly to her mouth. Then she slid her lips around it and sucked hard, using her tongue like she had done on her brother's cock.
"No, Netty, dammit I said no!"
He pulled his finger away, but she knew she'd gotten to him. She stood there for a moment, watching him. He wouldn't look her way. Netty smiled. She knew how to make him look. The other night he'd seen her in the moonlight, but now it was broad daylight. She doubted that Russ had gotten his fill of her beauty, her trim youthfulness.
"Look, Russ. . ." She skinned her t-shirt up off her shoulders and flung it at him. He tried to keep his eyes averted but he couldn't. Holding her red top in his hands, he stared at her firm, high-riding tits. Her tits were tipped with pink. She cupped each tit gently as if offering it for him to suck. Then her hand went to her shorts. She pulled them open and put her legs together so that they would fall from her hips.
"Don't do this, Netty! You don't realize. ."
"Oh yes I do. II know what it feels like to have your cock shoving in and Out.. ."
"Netty I. . ."
"Look at me!" The shorts fell from the pert curve of her asscheeks. Her legs were white and pretty. She slid a heel up one of her legs, bending her knee, and pushing it out. The dainty lips of her cunt opened. Through the sparse blonde curls, she knew Russ could see the glistening pink cunt folds. She was wet and hot, and ready. She knew that he desired her. His lust was in his eyes now. Russ licked his lips and shook his head as if to free himself from her hold on his emotions. The bulge in his pants was enormous. Netty went to him, gently worked his cock free of his jeans and kissed the swollen cockhead. Russ sighed but managed not to touch her.
"Oh, Russ, you're so hard to get, but I'll get you. You know I will." She turned and pranced nakedly across the room to her brother's chest of drawers. She rummaged in the top drawer, couldn't find what she was looking for, and opened the second one.
"What in Hell.. .?" Russ began.
"Here! I knew you had some stowed away." She turned, a bright smile on her face. The small foil packet was about as big as a fifty-cent piece. She tore the foil with her teeth and extracted the pre-lubricated condom. It was so thin it was transparent. She came over to him then and sat close. Russ looked as if he were in shock.
"If the folks found out about this, Netty.. ."
"Who's gonna tell 'em?" She had flicked open his belt, peeled off his jeans, and then his skivvies. His prick jutted upwards at a sharp angle. It was at least seven and a half inches long and wonderfully thick. Doing the best she could, Netty pressed the rubber against her brother's cocktip and rolled the latex sheath downwards until it covered nearly his entire cock. "See? I can do it the first time."
Russ took both her hands. "Netty, baby, you don't realize what you're doing. You're too young to know that..."
She bent forward in a girlish way and brushed his mouth with her lips. Then she grabbed his jeans and jerked them the rest of the way off. Now he sat there on the bed in only a t-shirt. His cock, tightly sheathed in the lubricated condom, pulsed up and down as he looked at her.
"Ohhh god, this is gonna be good," Netty sighed.
Russ was already shaking his head but by now she knew that he was hers. He couldn't stop it now-not with his cock that hard, not with her own sexy butter leaking down the inside of her thigh. She dipped a finger in her pussy and held it up so he could see the oily shine, Then she wiped the finger under his nose.
"God help me," Russ muttered, drawing in a deep breath. He got up and went to the door. Netty had a momentary fear that she'd failed, that somehow he'd found the willpower to refuse to do what she wanted and needed so badly. She threw herself onto her brother's bed and pulling her heels up against her ass, spread her thighs wide. With his hand on the doorknob, he turned.
"Fuck me, Russ! Fuck me in my pussy! Fuck me with your cock.. . now!"
He was trembling, swallowing rapidly. Netty pushed a forefinger down into her pussy, found her tight cunthole, and speared that cunthole as the finger would go. The slurpy sound, as she withdrew it, made Russ groan. He took away from the door and tore off his t-shirt and hurried towards her.
"Yes! Ohhhh hurry, darling! Ohhh, Russ!"
He fell between her thighs with a groan of surrender. His mouth was hot on her belly. He didn't seem to know what to do first. Then he was licking her smoldering cunt. She plunged it up and down against his tongue. It was his rigid prick she wanted more than anything. Russ gave it to her.
Rubbing the cockhead up between her cuntwalls, he opened her and stabbed his cocktip into the tight ring of muscles. Netty squealed and worked her ass against the bed.
"Ohhhhhh fuck! Ohhhh I'd die for this!"
They kissed hungrily, tongues mingling and lapping with slurpy passion. Her brother traced the curves of her body with his fingertips as he worked this thick cockshaft another inch into her teen-aged cunt. She squeezed his cock tight every time he thrust, and when he pulled back, she squeezed it again. The throbbing of his cocktip was exciting her tremendously. Because she was so tight, she could feel everything.
"Oh, ohhh, Russ, Uhhhhh god damn .. . damn. . ."
She could feel how muscular he was, how much he wanted her. He kissed her white neck hungrily and then her tits, bending his head down as he thrust upwards with his hips. He was really getting deep now, almost as deep as he'd been that night at the pond. Writhing, rocking her hips wildly from side to side, Netty took his cock into her feverish cunthole. She, urged him with her finger, hummed her lusty hunger against his ear.
"Ohhh I love to fuck! I never knew it would be something so fantastic! Don't you love to fuck me?" She licked her brother's ear. "Don't you Russ? Love to fuck me?"
"Yes, damn it, I'm crazy for it!" He was getting the last inch of his cock into her pussy now. The stretched full feeling made her shiver and open her legs to let him have it all.
"There. . . there it's touching me now way up inside! Uhh... there!"
"God, Netty, it's really good! Ohh baby! My baby sister!"
"Yessss!"
She'd been needing it, begging for it for so many days that she knew she couldn't last. And by the way her big brother was carrying on, she doubted that he could either. With that rubber protecting them, she knew he wouldn't try and hold back. Her pleasure was spreading fast, making her nipples burn, making her breath come in hot, quick puffs. She wrapped her legs around Russ's body and squeezed as he speared her cunthole rhythmically, his ass rising and falling as the slurpy cuntjuices seeped onto the bed.
"Ohhhhh, Russ here I go! Russsss!" She felt her pussy tightening down hard around him and heard the deep growl in his throat. Then he yelled and clutched her ass hard. They writhed and bucked in a frenzy of total lust! She felt blood in her mouth where she'd bit herself. She could feel the powerful thrusts of her big brother's cock.
"Netty.. . my sweet little Netty!" He bit her neck and filled his rubber with hot cum. His cock was throbbing as she came. Netty squealed. Her breath was wild and hot, on his neck. She felt the rubbing, grinding itch of pleasure surging through her pussy. The sensation seemed to last such a short time, and yet was timeless. Finally, they lay limp in each other's arms. Her cunt squeezed lovingly around Russ's big cock.
"Wow," he sighed, pressing his lips against her face.
"Aren't you glad I made you do it?"
"Yeah. I guess so. If we both don't go to Hell."
"We just visited heaven. I don't care about Hell."
"Netty, we've got to keep this a secret. You've got to promise..."
"Christ, do you really believe I'd go blab to Mom and Dad?" She hugged him and worked her ass a little. The stiff nib of his prick was still very nice. She tried to imagine that rubber all bagged out with cum-like the one she'd taken from Eats pocket that night.
When Russ eased his wilting prick from her cunthole, Netty couldn't keep her hands off him. She pushed his own fingers away and began very carefully to peel the used rubber off his prick.
"You don't mind if I take it off, do you?"
"Course not. I guess if we've gone this far.. ."
Netty cradled the jiggly thing in her palm, holding the open end up so none would spill. Russ watched her with curiosity. She didn't know whether he would, understand but she couldn't bear to think of flushing his hot, rich cum down the toilet.
"What do you intend to do with that, Sis?"
"If it won't gross you out" she murmured, "I'd like to drink it."
Russ stared at her with wide eyes. "You really go for that stuff, don't you?"
"Yes," Netty nodded. "I guess you remember how much of it I drank from your cock that first time?"
"And once, when you didn't know I was there, I watched you jack off. I wish now that I had all that cum you spilled."
"You watched me . ."
"In the barn, behind the horse stall. Don't be mad, Russ. I was just curious." The rubber jiggled again, reminding her that male gism was best when it was fresh. Russ was still staring. He couldn't believe all that had happened to him the past week. Netty gave him a helpless smile and lifted the open end of the rubber to her lips. Tipping it up, she let the soft cream slide into her mouth. She drank with her mouth open, the slurp of her tongue adding to the erotic flavor of the scene. Russ grabbed his cock and pumped it as he watched her suck the last dribble from the rubber and lick her lips like a satisfied cat.
"Jesus... I never would've believed it unless I saw it."
Trying to maintain a sophisticated pose, Netty pushed her blonde hair away from both ears, hooked it there, and rolled the empty rubber into a wad. She held it out to Russ.
"You want this? Or can you use them twice?" He laughed and took it from her.
"No. You don't use them twice, little sister."
Her face burned. She gave a shy look and turned to pick up her shorts. Before she pulled them on, she gave him a big smile, her eyes brightening.
"You know we've got time before Mom and Dad get back.
"Time for what?" Russ asked, eyes suspicious.
"You know," she shrugged, then winked. "We could do it again."
"Yeah. We could. But I'd like a little time alone. To think." He grabbed his jeans from where Netty had thrown them. "You understand, don't you, Sis?"
She understood. She pulled on her things and scampered downstairs. She was excited about the prospect of being fucked on a regular basis. She hadn't allowed her guilt feelings to encroach upon her happiness. She wasn't going to let that bother her if she had anything to say about it. So she had committed incest, So what? She hadn't keeled over from a heart attack. No bolt of lightning had struck her down. Instead, she felt a warmth, a joy she'd never experienced in her life.
When she danced up the stairs again, she almost turned towards Russ's room. But she'd done what she'd set out to do, she'd made him want her, need her. She could rest for awhile. She went to her own bedroom, stripped to the skin and ran herself a warm tub.
It was at the supper table that night when her folks broke the news. They were going to take a short vacation, just the two of them. Couldn't three mature young people make out all right by themselves for a week? Netty was the first to assure her mom and dad that they could. Even Russ agreed. Tommy stayed quiet. Netty pinched him under the table and finally got some reaction.
Netty was doing flip-flops inside. She remembered the dream she'd had, that the three of them were alone to frolic and play. Now it was actually coming true. She ate without tasting her food. Russ seemed to be unusually quiet. She could tell though, inspite of his guilt, he was looking forward to having her again. When she touched his cock with her foot under the table, he gave her a hot look and tried to keep from spilling his milk. She was afraid to tease Tommy. He seemed in shock.
As the date of their parents' departure neared, Netty tried especially hard to act natural. She'd managed to abstain from pestering Russ, and she'd stayed completely away from Tommy, but she wanted to fuck. She was nervous, and all she thought about was having Russ or Tommy or both. She'd gone three days without sex, and she was going bananas! Then it was happening, her folks were waving back as they pulled out of the yard and headed towards the highway.
It was a windy, bright morning, and when the car had faded from sight, Netty turned to see Russ smiling at her. Tommy had already escaped into the house.
"What are you thinking about?" she teased.
"You know damn well what." He was breathing fast as he stepped towards her. She yearned to fuck Russ right then and there, but she was thinking of Tommy and the way he'd kept back from her. She wondered how to go about restoring Tommy's affection without telling Russ.
"We've got to be careful," she whispered. "Tommy might. ."
"He wouldn't say anything. I'd threaten to beat hell out of him if he did."
"But I wouldn't feel right about doing it. . . with him around watching or listening."
"I don't think I can wait another five minutes," Russ blurted.
"And you used to be so guilty about everything." She gave him a scolding look.
"God you look good to me!" He reached to take her in his arms, but Netty made him stop. As much as she wanted to fuck, she had to make things right with Tommy first.
Tommy was watching a morning quiz show when she came into the living room.
"Boy, that looks boring," was Netty's comment. Tommy grunted something and kept his eyes from hers. Russ was in the kitchen so she could do what needed to be done. She grabbed her younger brother's prick and squeezed it. She wasn't surprised to find his cock already pretty firm. Her presence was enough to do that.
"Don't," he groaned, squaring his shoulders as if to keep her away. But she squeezed him again, and again, until the head of his prick bulged inside his skivvies.
"Wouldn't you like to fuck me again?"
"You're my sister. And anyhow you're fucking Russ."
"Who told you that?"
"Nobody had to tell me anything. I saw out the window that night you went to the pond."
"But you can't see the pond from the house. How did you know.. .?"
"I followed you." Tommy looked about to cry.
"Listen, darling, you were acting so funny, like you didn't want to play with me any more. So I got horny. So I got Russ to do it instead."
"I know. I guess I didn't want him to fuck you either."
"But now?" She licked the side of his face. Russ was still in the kitchen, but she couldn't keep doing this much longer before he came into the room. "Would you fuck me now if you had the chance?"
"Yeah," the boy hissed. He gave her a heavy look. "Go on up to my room then," she told him. "I'll tell Russ something."
When Russ came from the kitchen with a beer, Netty pulled him down on the sofa.
"Where's our little brother?" he wanted to know.
"He's waiting for me in my room. He knows what we're doing, Russ," she said seriously. "I've got to make sure he keeps the secret from Mom and Dad."
"I told you I'd make him keep the secret. I'll beat the hell out.. ."
"No," she shook her head. "That's not the way. Let me try first"
"Okay, but I'm getting hornier by the second. When are you gonna let me have some pussy?"
She held his face between her hands and kissed his mouth three times.
"Soon. Very soon."
Netty hurried upstairs, let herself into her room, and closed the door behind her. Tommy sat on her bed, his elbows on his knees. He looked more scared than she'd ever seen him. She went over and put her arms on his shoulders. She was standing with her cunt even with his face. As she slipped her jeans down to expose the skimpy nylon panties underneath, her young brother sucked in a quick breath.
"What if Russ . ."
"Forget Russ right now. I'm here with you." She let him moan and kiss her panties until he'd worked himself into a fever. Then she peeled them down slowly, making sure he saw how the crotch band was plastered to her cunt. Her musky perfume was strong enough to make him strip off his shirt violently. Three buttons popped across the rug. He flung his shirt aside and jerked at his belt.
"Baby, baby, I didn't know you wanted me."
"I guess I didn't know either. I was all mixed up. I felt wrong about it." He bit his lower lip. "But I felt even worse when I found out you'd let Russ
"Sshhh!" She pushed him onto his back and stripped off his underwear. His cock was damp and hard and pounding with blood. She licked it from cockbase to cocktip and then back down again. The boy shivered and moaned, his fingers working in her blonde cunthair.
"We'd better do this quick," she whispered, pumping her hips against: his as they hugged on their sides. "Later we can take more time."
"What about tonight?"
"I don't know darling. There's Russ to think about. He does love to fuck me too."
"So I've got to share?" Tommy growled.
"It's your own fault." She opened her legs under him. The boy was eager, almost too eager to put his cock in her. "Don't you have a rubber or anything?"
"Yeah. I stole one from Russ's drawer the other day." He dug in his hip pocket of his jeans and then dropped them on the floor.. His fingers shook as he quickly rolled the condom over his stiff prick.
"Ohh, this will be nice Tommy! I'll never forget how we started playing together that one night."
"Netty.. ." He couldn't seem to find her cunthole. Netty took his cock with thumb and forefinger and slid it down her pussy.
"There. . . now push." Her eyes fluttered as the cocktip of blood-swollen flesh forced her muscles apart and penetrated her cunt. "Ohhhh god yes! Ohhhh that feels glorious!"
"Netty, Netty, ohhh, Netty!" Tommy whimp-ered, pumping frantically. She felt the tension in his body. He'd gone for days without haying her. He'd been feeling twisted and ugly inside. Now it was all okay. She knew he wouldn't be able to hold back.
"Come darling. I come whenever you want.. ."
"But you.. . what about you?"
"I'll be okay. Just come!"
With a grunt that changed into a growling cry, Tommy went rigid and plunged his hips forward and back. The tight suck of her pussyjuices around his hard cock sounded like music to Netty. She felt the tingling itch begin in her cunt, but it was too late to capture it and work it into the glorious madness she'd grown to love. Tommy was spurting. She could feel the rippling throbs in his cock as his rubber bagged at the end.
"There," she cooed, petting him. "There, there, There."
"Oh, Netty. I don't ever want us to stop doing this."
"We won't. Somehow we'll work it out so we can always be together."
"Well?" Russ asked as she descended the steps and plopped down beside him. "You took long enough."
"He won't say anything."
"He knew all along then?"
"Something like that." She touched her big brother's cheek. It was funny how she could want both of them the same. Tommy's wild young fucking had only worked her up to desire Russ's bigger, thicker cock. But she loved them both, wanted to make love with them both-forever and ever.
"Netty, I don't think I can hang on much longer. I've been waiting for this for days."
"Okay. You want me? Take me. Right here on the couch."
Russ glanced at the stairs. "What about Tommy?"
"He's asleep," she smiled.
"What's he doing asleep at this time of day?
"Never you mind." She was already stripping her top off Russ licked her tits greedily. She thrilled to his slower, way of fucking. He felt her tummy and pushed a finger into the leg of her shorts. She let him get into her cunt, let him feel how juicy she was. Then he was finger-fucking her with tantalizing slowness.
Netty crouched on the sofa on hands and knees, her back arched, her ass pushed out teasingly as her big brother continued to slide his finger through the leg of her shorts and into her seeping pussy. He was finger-fucking her with her pants on, and it was thrilling her past reason.
"Ohhhh, Russ, isn't this sexy?"
"Yeah. But it's gonna get even sexier. I'm gonna strip those things off and.. ."
"Ohh do it! Strip them off!"
She let him wrestle her around roughly, let him peel her shorts down. Now she was naked except for a gold anklet. Russ's cock swelled out his Levis. Netty teased his prick with her fingers like she'd done to Tommy. Russ was undressing as fast as he could. He kept pushing his finger in and out of her cunthole. Her pussyjuices were really flowing now, and the soft slurp of her cunt around Russ's knuckles was making her want to have more of him. And quick!
"You lovely bitch," he breathed.
"I heard you call somebody else that once. Remember? The girl in the magazine?"
Russ looked embarrassed. You're prettier than any girl in a magazine.
"And sexier?"
"Yeah, that too. I never thought there were cunts like yours." Russ, nuzzled his face close to her cunt. He licked the inside of her thigh as his finger continued to spear her pussy. Now Netty was panting raggedly. She threw herself back on the sofa and spread her legs so her brother could experiment with her dainty, swollen cunt. He licked the edges of her cunt, delved into her with his tongue, and never stopped tickling her spasming cunthole.
"Uhh, uhhhhh, Russsss!"
"You were born to fuck."
"Born to fuck you!"
"Oh, Netty," Russ sighed, pumping his cock with quick jerks of his hand. She watched the cockhead swell out from the shaft. It was dark blue and needed licking. Forgetting where they were, forgetting everything, she crawled down his body. They were breathing fast, touching, rubbing. Her cunt was close to her brother's face now as she dipped her head to take his cocktip into her mouth. She did it gently, swathing the dark surface with spit until it glistened. The warm brush of something across her pulsing pussy made her shudder with anticipation. She was being feasted upon! Her brother was holding her white thighs apart as he burrowed his chin and teeth into her soft hollow of cuntflesh.
"Yuuuhhh, nhuuuuhh! Ohhhhhh shit!" she squealed, squirming wildly as he devoured her. Her mouth fit over his stiff cock again. She slurped at it hungrily, just as he was slurping at her. The sound of their mutual caressing was incredibly erotic to Netty. She tossed against her big brother's body as her fever raged. She cupped his balls with both hands, her clasping lips riding up and down his veined and rigid cockshaft. Her pink tongue was sliding back and forth at the same time, curving tightly against the flesh of his prick. She let the gentle friction make him squirm.
"God, Netty, this is really great!"
"You nasty guy. Eating me like that..." She pulled his steamy cock into her mouth again and flicked the point of her tongue across the cocktip. It was very firm, very spongy. She thought of it as a ripe plum. Inside were juices that she craved, and if she kept chewing on it long enough, the juice would spurt out onto her quivering tongue.
"God...Netty..when you do that I... I. ."
"Mmmmuuuhh," she moaned through her nose. "Baby.. ." He was trying to lick her cunt, but the excitement was too much for him to concentrate. Netty pumped her slim hips to remind him that she needed attention too.
"Uhhh Ruusssss! Eat me too, darling! Oh eat me!"
Again, the soft suck of his mouth against her cunt made her gasp. Her brother was on his back, and she was on top of him, legs parted around his head. Her blonde cunt dripped its juices into his mouth as he licked at her. She had his cock in both hands as she dropped her tight lips down over it and let it jab the back of her throat.
"Damn it, Netty, I think I want to fuck you." Her brother jerked her up from the sofa and they hugged standing up, her naked belly rubbing his. His cock was pressed upwards against her asscheeks. She arched her back, drawing her cunt back so that she could pet it with her juicy lips.
With a moan, Russ bent his legs, got his cocktip up into her muscled cunthole, and lifted her feet from the floor as he stood straight again.
"Whhaaah!" she cried, her toes brushing the rug as she felt her weight forcing her down on that spear of rigid and excited male cock. It was wonderful to play like this! It seemed that her whole life stretched before her like a series of sex scenes.
"God. . it's slipping in so deep!" She see-sawed her hips, felt her slippery cunt tube fitting around her brother's cock as he gave upward jerks to skewer her better. Her thin arms were tight around his neck, holding some of her weight up. But the excitement weakened her, and she let her pussy slip down tighter, inch by tantalizing inch, on that wonderful cock that jutted from Russ's groin.
"Ohhhh fucking is the best thing in the world!" she whimpered, her young ass dancing over his stiff prick.
Netty found Russ's mouth. She pushed her lips tight against his lips. Her clit was surging. The itchy, electric thrills were getting more intense by the second. She could feel that giddy, spaced sensation. Her body would explode with pleasure at any moment. The way Russ was grabbing her ass and sticking his cock deeper into her cunt, she guessed that he was about to spurt too.
"Russ . . ."
"Netty ... I'm gonna pop... I don't have a rubber damn it."
"Oh go ahead and do it! I don't even care any more!"
He gave a strangled gasp. His finger slid against her asshole and then went inside. The new sensation pushed her over the line in a fit of squirming fury. She was coming, her cunt pulling powerfully at Russ's big prick. From the rounded, swollen cocktip came hot spurts of cum. She could feel them boiling against her pussy opening. She worked her hips furiously, giving herself up to the turbulent ecstasy. She was breathless, babbling half-words against his mouth as he fucked her.
Already the hot lines of cum were dribbling down her legs. She hooked her heels behind her brother's legs and held on as they fucked, and moaned, and came.
Russ found her in the kitchen fixing herself a sandwich. For modesty's sake, Netty had pulled on her t-shirt. From the navel down, she was as naked as a jaybird. Russ put a finger against her freshly-washed cunt.
"I hope I didn't put any of that cum in the wrong place," he whispered.
"My period should start tomorrow," Netty said. And I read somewhere that I'm safe today." She took a bite of her sandwich and gave him a sexy smile as she chewed. He winked back.
"You know I don't think I can ever be without you, baby Sister."
"You sex maniac."
"What about tonight?"
"I guess we can play. If I'm not too sleepy."
"Come to my room, why don't you?" Russ eyed the soft curve of her tit, tapped under the red material of her t-shirt. "I'll fuck you to sleep."
"Okay, I'll be there around nine."
"Why don't you just spend the night with me? There's no need for us to be sneaking up and down the hall to each other's rooms."
"There's Tommy," she reminded him. Netty took another bite and wondered how she was going to keep both her brothers happy without letting either know what was going on. It wasn't going to be easy.
"Netty?" It was Tommy's voice. She moaned and rose on one elbow. She'd dressed in her shortest, sexiest nighty after bathing in perfumed oil and powdering her firm adolescent flesh. Doing all that in preparation had gotten her so hot that she'd come close to giving in to the lust of her finger, but she'd resisted. Tommy's silhouette moved in the darkened room.
"I'm here darling," she whispered. Tommy padded barefoot to her bed. He had on a jock strap, nothing else. He, too, smelled freshly bathed. Netty put her white hand out and caressed her brother's belly. He was muscular and smooth, not nearly as hairy as Russ was. The pouch of his jockstrap looked enormous. She cupped it, squeezing the sexy shape inside.
"Uhhhhh," Tommy moaned, letting out a long breath.
"My but you're looking forward to this. Aren't you?"
"God, yes, Netty. Fucking you is all I think about any more. I'm glad you got me off of feeling guilty."
Netty stood and let her thin arms surround her young brother's body. He moaned as she petted the small of his back, petted the firm, slim asscheeks of his athletic supporter.
"I'm crazy about your nighty," Tommy sighed.
"You're crazy to get under it."
"Yeah. That too." He grinned as their lips brushed. Then they weren't smiling anymore. Tongues darted together and then apart. Netty's teeth grated against Tommy's. Her lips sucked at his tongue until he let her have all of it. She began to rub her cunt against the warm, full pouch of his jock strap.
"God, you smell like an angel." He petted her long blonde hair, caressed her shoulders. She let him slip one strap down so that her tit popped out front the lacy nighty. He sucked her tit so gently that she wanted to grab his head and pull hint against it hard.
"Bite me a little, Tommy! Ohhhhh just a little! Yesss. . like ... ohhhh god, your teeth cut me so nice! She squirmed her hips against him and brought her shoulders back so that her tits rose proudly to his wet kisses; He had them both exposed now. He was groaning softly as he feasted on the youthfully firm titflesh. Hefty was dying to get into that pouch. Her fingers scratched the surface as her brother's cock throbbed against her touching.
"Let's take this off," she sighed, sliding the elastic down. Tommy closed his eyes as she eased the tight-fitting thing down his ass, down his thighs. When his cock came free, it flipped up against her chin. With a hungry moan, she covered it with kisses, her tongue thoroughly wetting the fevered surface. Tommy touched the sides of her head but didn't hold on. He let his fingertips trace the place where her lips circled his engorged cocktip. She suckled softly and teasingly, feeling his cockflesh stiffen as her tongue made love.
Tommy's jock strap dangled around one thigh as Netty pushed him down on her bed. She'd wanted to be the passive one; she'd wanted to give him a chance to show his masculinity. But the taste of his warm prick in her mouth overwhelmed her. All she could think of was the creamy cum that she craved so much. Tommy had other ideas, and when he grabbed her and threw her down on her back, she gave a squeal of surprise and passion.
"Ohh, ohhhh, Tommy!"
He pushed her legs apart roughly. His cock glistened with her spit as the moonlight illuminated their limbs and torsos. He pushed her nighty up to reveal the golden curls that fringed her pussy. She was seeping pussyjuice as usual, her lubricating juices making her cunthole ready to receive the stiff cock that bobbed below Tommy's belly. He crawled up onto her and holding his cockshaft, rubbed her clit with his cocktip. Stars burst in her brain as Netty squirmed and panted against the lovely friction.
"Tommy.. ."
"You're gonna get it good. I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you." He bit her shoulder, bit it again. The pain was sharp, but her cunt responded by opening and closing. Her brother felt the sexy spasms and pressed his hot prick into the hollow.
Netty's cunt folds bloomed out around the penetration as he thrust his cock into her. She felt the soft pop of him entering her body. That tightness, her tumid clasp of cunt around his cock always wiped her out; She began to babble and jerk her hips.
"Nettty!"
"Ohh, Tommy darling."
"You like me best, don't you?"
"Does it matter? I just like to fuck. Why think of anything else?"
He licked her ears, his young ass thrusting hard as her cunt squeezed his prick with juicy heat the bed rocked and thumped as they fucked. Netty wrapped her legs tightly around her brother's middle, hooked her ankles, and squeezed. This kept him from going quite as deep as he wanted to, and it drove him up the wall. He began to thrust harder, frying to get to the bottom of her sweet cunthole. Netty clenched him hard enough to keep him wanting more. The rub of his cocktip fucking her closer to her clit started her spasms. She squirmed and moaned loudly. Too loudly she knew, but the thrills were keen and she couldn't stop her furious climax.
As she came, she unscissored her legs and kicked them high into the air above her brother's humping back. He fucked her as deep as his prick would fuck. She cried out and beat her fists against the bed.
"Tommeee! Ohhhhhh fuck me good! I'm gonna die, die, die!"
"God, Netty, it's getting better all the time. I think. . . I feel . . . it's gonna. . ."
The door to her room slammed open and footsteps padded quickly to the side of the bed. Tommy was already up, his slickened cock bobbing in the moonlight Netty had been so close to coming that she could hardly focus on the face of her older brother, Russ. But when she did, she saw that he was smiling.
"It's okay man," Russ said, squeezing Tommy's shoulder. Tommy's scared eyes softened then, and he started to grin.
"Hi, Russ, we were just.. . fooling around."
"You mean you were fucking?"
"I guess you could call it that."
Russ leaned close, his eyes on Netty. She was trembling, her cunt so itchy that she was still thrusting and squirming.
"Let's both fuck her!"
"Wow . . ."
Netty whimpered as Russ picked her up and made her crouch on her hands and knees. She felt him lift the nighty from her ass, lick both asscheeks, and then mount her. Her cunt was so sloppy from Tommy's excited thrusts that Russ forced his way in easily. She grunted excitedly at the touch of that thicker, longer prick.
Netty squealed as her climax quickly went through her. Her cunt tightened in wet spasms of lust. She flopped around on the bed like a spent fish. Russ pulled out his cock and let Tommy resume his place. Russ's hot belly rubbed Netty's asscheeks as Tommy inserted his cock in her cunthole and pushed it in to the hilt.
Russ squirmed around so that he was lying on the bed in front of her face. With a sexy look, Netty grabbed his cunt-slickened prick and petted the foreskin back to expose the bulging cocktip. Then she began to chew on the cocktip letting more and more of his prick slide into her mouth.
Tommy grabbed her hips and thrust with rhythmic movements as his mouth wet her back and shoulders. Netty was on her elbows, working at her big brother's cock, Her spit leaked down on his balls and clung in his cockhair like diamonds. The sound of her getting fucked and Russ getting sucked was a symphony of thrilling slurps and shuddering moans.
Netty's ass was junked high as Tommy rode it. His balls swung forward against her cunthair as he stroked her slowly now, letting his cocktip catch on the firm slick cuntflesh so deep inside her body. She sucked Russ just as slowly, her tongue following the natural curves and bumps of his prick as he twisted and sighed on the bed before her fingers played gently with his bells, rolling them in their sack as she concentrated on his cocktip with her lips.
He seemed to go crazy when she kissed him and pursed her lips tightly around the flared edge of his cocktip. Then she'd take him to the back of her throat and save it there until he was begging her for more.
Tommy petted her belly as he fucked her. She urged him to touch her clit and as he skewered her again and again with his lovely prick, his finger caressed her tiny clit. The bead-like head had swelled from its hood and even the lightest stroke made Netty tremble.
"Ohhhh, Tommy," she babbled, spit dripping down her chin. ". .. Russ, your cock is so nice to suck!"
"God damn, baby sister," Russ sighed.
"Yeah, Netty, ohhh yeah!"
"I want you both to come at the same time," she managed to say. "I want Russ's come to spurt down my throat when Tommy fills my cunt."
Both boys were excited by her suggestion. Her willowy body felt wonderfully ravished as they touched her and whispered to her. Their squirming and groaning increased in tempo. Netty had already figured out how to make it all happen. She went to work on Tommy first, squeezing her cunt as tightly as she could where his prick entered her body. The stripping, clasping sensation when Tommy plunged his cock deep into her body made him grunt with pleasure.
". . .Netty . . ohihh god... ohhh wow!"
It wasn't hard for Netty to guess just how close to climax Tommy was. She was sucking on Russ now, working her tongue furiously across the lobes of his cocktip. Her poor brother writhed in agony, but the look on his face was evidence that he felt more pleasure than pain. She flicked and sucked and teased with her tongue until his eight-inch cock was like a wooden stake and the cocktip was puffed up to its largest size.
While all this was going on, Netty felt her own cunt quicken. Her nipples glowed like fire as she rubbed them against Russ's thighs. Her belly heaved wildly and was pulled up tight under her ribs as she felt her cunt throb. That hot, stiff cock jabbed her wonderfully, and the one she had in her mouth was sliding into her throat. She swallowed excitedly, letting her throat caress his cock and wet its fever.
"Ohhh! Ghhhaaa!" Russ cried, his belly heaving.
Netty! Ohhhh god I'm gonna come!" Tommy grabbed her pelvis and dug his fingers in. His cock speared her to the hilt, pulled back and stabbed her again. Netty threw her ass around in a frenzied dance of ecstasy. Her pussyjuices spilled down her thighs. Her young brother jerked, his back humping up as he readied himself to shove his cock against her pussy. Her pussy sucked at him as her teeth closed gently on the plum of her older brother's cocktip. Hot cream spilled onto her tongue. Then came the convulsive pleasure of her own climax. Russ sighed.
"Ohhh god, Netty. . ohhhhh!"
"Netty, it's so good it's killing me!" Tommy was fucking her so fast that his cocktip almost slipped from her pussy each time he drew it back. She could feel the steamy wash of his cum against her insides. She could feel the cum mingle with her pussyjuice as it made hot streaks down the insides of her thighs.
Netty drank Russ's gism while making hungry swallowing sounds. A cooing murmur came from her nostrils as she nursed. She was sliding her mouth up and down her brother's hot prick, pulling the rich cum out of him as he moaned and writhed on the bed, his legs thrown wide to let her devour him.
Finally, Netty was lost in the paradise of her own orgasm. She sensed the squishy, slick rub of her mouth and cunt against those pricks that her brothers kept thrusting and pushing. She was moaning, whining, loving it all. And then somehow they were all three together, her slim body sandwiched between the warmth of her two brothers. They petted her thighs, kissed her belly and her tits.
"Well, little sister," Russ breathed. "How'd you like that incest?"
"Liked it a lot." Netty let Tommy lick her earlobe. Then Russ was sucking gently at her nipple. She closed her eyes with a sigh and squeezed two cummy cocks, one brother in each hand.
