In many cases today's family is seen as a business and/or social arrangement between people rather than a continuing expression of love.
The results are obvious: casual, promiscuous infidelity; a lack of concern for the partner and the children; the breakdown of the nuclear family; and the use of others for thrill-seeking-and often deviant-purposes as an end in itself instead of as a means of showing devotion and affection. Too often a loving veneer masks a core of, at best, unconcern, at worst, depravity.
SPYING ON SIS is the story of one middleclass family, outwardly normal, that discovers an eagerness to satisfy lustful cravings. A shocking story, true, but also a mirror of our times.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Catherine Medlock smiled as she pressed her ear to the door of her teenaged son's bedroom. She had tiptoed down the hallway on this Saturday morning, hoping to listen in as the boy pounded his prick.
Catherine knew damned well that Johnny jerked off a lot, because she had recently found the evidence all over the house. She had found congealed cum in the bathroom sink and on the wall of the shower cubicle and his handkerchiefs and sheets were always stiff and sticky. She had even found a very suspicious tubular hole bored into a jar of creamy peanut butter and a gooey glob of milky cum at the bottom of it.
She knew that she hadn't made a mistake, and that it was really cum she had been finding.
Because she had tasted it.
And Catherine was a woman who knew exactly what jism tasted like-and who loved the stuff.
Now, as she listened, she could hear the bed squeaking and rocking and Johnny moaning and wheezing and panting like a steam engine as he jacked off.
Oh, how she wished she could see it, instead of merely hearing that frantic hand-job! Her fevered imagination was hard at work, and the horny woman could just picture the scene on the other side of the closed door. She had an image of her young son sprawled out on his back, his handsome face contorted by lust, grimacing with his lips drawn back from his teeth, his lean body arching up from the bed as his fist flew up and down on his cockshaft.
The incriminating sounds got louder and faster as the youth fell into the rhythm of the cum-strokes. Catherine imagined what it would look like when his balls burst and his cherry fuck-juice came jetting out, rising in a creamy cloud high above his loins, almost reaching the ceiling as it squirted out under the tremendous pressure of a set of potent, teenaged balls.
Catherine's cunt was overflowing, and she was licking her lips with the vicarious thrill of her spying, really turning on to her son's jacking off.
She wished she could do it for him.
Catherine was sorely tempted to finger-fuck her steaming cunt while she listened to her son jerking off, but she fought against the urge. Since it was a weekend, her husband Carl was home and conveniently still in bed, and she decided to wait until Johnny had finished jerking off and then go back to the marital bed for a good fuck.
She would tell Carl why she was horny, too.
She knew it would excite him, for Catherine and Carl shared the same tastes in such things as spying on their kids and entertaining incestuous fantasies.
Now the youth's hand-job was reaching the peak.
The bed was rattling furiously, and Catherine could even feel the floorboards vibrate under her bare feet. She held her breath, her own blood pounding and her ear pressed against the door.
Johnny gasped, then moaned loudly. She heard him grunt, then whimper. She even imagined that she could hear the jism hose out of his cockhead and his fist hissing up and down on his prick.
Then he sighed and the bed stopped squeaking-and she knew that the creamy conclusion was ended.
Later, she would go into his room after he had gone out and see if she could locate any of the cum he had just spilled out so enthusiastically.
She wanted to lick his cum up.
But now, hot as a two-dollar pistol, Catherine moved quietly away from her son's bedroom door and headed back to her own room, eager for a cuntful of her husband's huge cock. She wanted to think about her horny young son as his daddy fucked her ass off.
But Catherine got sidetracked.
Passing her little daughter's bedroom, the woman paused, with a puzzled frown. There was a buzzing, humming sort of sound, vaguely familiar to Catherine. But, for a moment, she couldn't identify it.
What on earth was making that noise? What was Bonny using in there? It sounded like some sort of electrical appliance with which Catherine was acquainted intimately, but for a moment she didn't make the connection. She thought that the nubile little girl was innocent.
Then her eyes widened.
Her mind made the connection-it was the buzzing sound of a vibrator, like the one that she often used on her cunt when Carl was away m business.
Fascinated, Catherine listened, then sank down to her knees and pressed her eye to the keyhole. Unlike Johnny's bedroom, the furniture in the girl's room was arranged so that her bed could be seen from the keyhole.
And what the woman saw made her gasp.
Catherine had to stifle a cry of shock, because her sexy little daughter-even younger than Johnny-was lying naked on her bed, rigorously vibrating her pussy!
Then Catherine's shock ebbed away, and the lascivious woman began to grin lewdly as she settled down happily to watch the fascinating scene.
Bonny was on her back, her trim body arched and her knees raised slightly. Her slender, shapely thighs were wide apart, and from the vantage point of the keyhole, Catherine found herself staring right up from the foot of the bed, at the girl's crotch.
Bonny looked a lot like a younger version of her mom, slimmer but starting to develop the same generous curves. She had honey-blonde hair and blue eyes and her plump tits thrust up, the nipples standing saucily up from the tit mounds in rosy pink peaks.
Her head was turning from side to side, eyes narrowed, lips parted, blonde hair tumbling wildly over her cheeks as she jerked in arousal.
But it wasn't her face-or even her delectable tits-that Catherine found so fascinating.
It was her creamy cunt.
Watching the girl use the cock-shaped vibrator thrilled Catherine even more than listening to her son jacking off. Hot pussies had always held a deviate interest for the woman, and the fact that this was her own little girl's steamy pussy only embellished the thrill.
As she knelt at the keyhole, her kimono fell open and shifted back on her shoulders, so that her voluptuous body was revealed. But it never occurred to Catherine, as she concentrated on playing the peeper, that she might have come under intense scrutiny, herself....
In the master bedroom, Carl Medlock stretched lazily, enjoying his Saturday morning, and looking forward to a nice fuck-session as soon as his curvaceous wife returned from-as he supposed-the bathroom.
His prick was only partially hard at the moment, but it was an impressive hunk of prick meat, nevertheless, curling up from his loins in a thick, meaty coil. At the base, his hairy balls were bloated with cum, and at the other end the cockknob spread out in a wide, mushroom-shaped slab of flushed purple prick meat. His cockshaft bowed out in a fat parabola between those inflated balls and the flaring cockknob, heavily veined up the underside and pulsing gently.
He wrapped his big fist around the hilt of his prick and slowly swung the meaty hose back and forth, feeling his cock tense as he got it ready for Catherine.
He wondered why she was taking so long.
His son could have told him....
After Johnny had finished milking off his cock and balls, the boy lay still for a while, catching his breath. His cock slowly softened and began to droop down. But his cock didn't go completely soft, because the youth was a potent lad and an enthusiastic prick-puller, perfectly capable of jacking off to climax three or four times in quick succession.
Now he decided to go to the bathroom and see if his mom or his sister might have left a pair of panties hanging up to dry. Johnny liked very much to jerk off in a pair of sexy bikini panties-especially when they belonged to someone in the family, adding the charm of incest to his jack-off fantasies.
His jism had sprayed all over the bed and the floor, and he spent a moment mopping it up and then, naked, he headed for the bathroom to look for a frilly receptacle into which he could pump his next cum-load.
At the door, he stopped dead in his tracks, and his face reflected his surprise and shock when he saw his gorgeous mother kneeling outside his sister's bedroom door, her eye pressed to the keyhole.
His eyes bulged out like hard-boiled eggs and his jaw dropped open so wide that it seemed to be against his breastbone.
His prick arched up like a lever as his eyes drank in that sight and sent the messages flashing down into his potent balls.
His mom's big tits were jutting out from her open kimono, the nipples standing out like pink rockets ready to blast off from the pale-brown areola launching pads, all stiff and tingling and mouth-watering.
She had one knee raised, and his gaze slid up the expanse of sleek, smooth thigh and he looked at her crotch, in awe. The woman's pussy mound was a tangled thicket of curly, tawny hair and, below that bush, her cunt slot was open and foaming with cunt juice. The pearly goo was bubbling from her pussy gash, lathering her loins, trickling in glistening ribbons down her legs and seeping into the crack of her ass.
Catherine was obviously sexually aroused. And her lovely face registered that emotion, her countenance twisted by lust as she peered through the keyhole and panted heavily against the panels of the door.
Why in hell is Mom spying on Sis? Johnny wondered. And why is it making her so horny?
He had no idea-but he knew damned well that it was making him horny, in turn. He stood there, just inside his door, looking down the hallway as his cock loomed up before him, towering like a lighthouse from the rocky shoals of his balls, the fat cockknob gleaming like a beacon.
Johnny automatically closed his fist around his thick, veined cock rod and gave it a stroke. But then he halted the habitual frigging motion. The boy was bemused and confused, but he had some exciting premonitions, some frenzied foreshadowing that this might turn out to be a special day-and that maybe he wouldn't have to empty his own balls again. Maybe someone would do it for him....
CHAPTER TWO
Catherine watched Bonny, and Johnny watched Catherine, bringing up the tail end of a visual daisy chain-a sort of eyeball incest.
Johnny gripped his throbbing cock but didn't frig it, although the huge fucker was hammering for relief. And Catherine, too, was managing to keep her hands off her cunt, despite the way it was steaming and overflowing.
She was saving it for Carl-who, at the moment, was swinging his big prick around and getting it stiffened up and wondering where she was.
So little Bonny, blissfully unaware that she was onstage and at the head of the voyeur's line, was working toward a cumming.
But the girl was in no hurry about it.
This was the first time that she had used the vibrating dildo. She had borrowed it from her sexy girlfriend, Terri Anderson, after school the day before. Terri was a naughty little minx with a bad reputation and Bonny always liked to talk to the girl, getting a vicarious kick out of Terri's sexual adventures. When Terri, a raven-haired beauty, had mentioned her "new toy," Bonny had been intrigued and had enthusiasticlly accepted the other girl's kind offer to loan it to her.
Bonny, looking forward to a lovely morning vibration, had enjoyed erotic dreams all night and awoke with her pussy wet and swampy.
When she switched the dildo on and it started to hum, Bonny had a fleeting misgiving, wondering if the sound was loud enough to be heard. But it wasn't really very loud. And she knew that the rest of the family would all be sleeping in on a Saturday morning and, really, the girl was much too eager to use the fuck-tool to worry about the noise.
Sprawled out naked on her bed, she slid the dildo down into her cunt muff and worked the humming head around in her pussy gash and against her clit.
That was when her mom peered in, and her brother stared at their mom down the hallway, and a whole chain of juicy events was set into motion.
The vibrator felt as lovely on her pussy as Bonny had expected it to, and her clit began to spark and pulse almost immediately. But then the girl drew the buzzing device out of her groin.
Using the vibrator was such a pleasure that Bonny wanted to make it last for a while, lingering over the leisurely foreplay and preliminary caressing for a few minutes, the way that she did when she gave herself a simple hand-job.
She held the fuck-tool up and gazed at it. It was a realistic device, large and shapely. The buzzing cockhead was a fat, wedge-shaped slab and the thick cockshaft was seamed and ridged with simulated veins. It even had a little cleft in the cock-tip, she saw-although it was a shame that it wouldn't be able to shoot any cum out.
The slab shaped knob would be lovely for massaging her clit, and the whole long plastic prick would be great for pushing into her fuckhole. The very thought was making her cunt juice heavily.
Tilting her wrist, she began to play the humming cockhead against her stiff, rosy nipples, then nudged the stalk up into her smooth tit cleavage and frigged it slowly up and down. She tilted her radiant face down, watching as the fat prickknob came squeezing out from between the small globes of her tits.
As her nipples swelled and tingled, her clit reacted in the same way, as if those sensual buds were connected by clockwork through her body.
She pushed the vibrator up towards her face and her pink tongue slid out, lapping at the cockknob. It vibrated her tongue, making that nimble, moist lapper spark and tingle along with her tit tips and clit.
Pretending that it was a real cock, Bonny laved all over the big crown, then pushed it into her lips and sucked on it, whimpering. She had never had a real prick in her mouth, but it was something that the girl wanted very much to experience. When she was having her usual frigging fantasies, Bonny thought about cocksucking almost as often as she did about fucking.
Mouthing the dildo was good practice, she figured, getting her technique perfected so that she wouldn't seem like a novice when she blew her first boy.
She pushed the fuck-tool into the oval collar of her mouth and sucked hungrily on it, wishing heartily that the damn thing was full of jism.
She slobbered on the plastic prick, and when she drew it from her lips, it shimmered with her spit, the frothy slobber spraying off and splashing onto her tits as the dildo vibrated like a wet dog shaking off water.
She curled her tongue out and dragged it up he length of the ridged stalk, experimenting with the various ways that a girl could suck cock. She held the knob to her lips again and took it in, screwing her mouth down onto the humming prick, honey-blonde hair tumbling about her cheeks and her blue eyes smoldering like melting cobalt.
Her pussy was almost blazing now, cunt juice gushing out and soaking her groin. But still, Bonny didn't want to rush to the creamy conclusion. She had only borrowed the dildo for a day or two, and she knew that oversexed little Terri would be needing it back soon. So, while she was in possession of the lovely fuck-toy, she wanted to make the most of it.
She rolled one hip up and moved the vibrator down behind her trim, shapely ass. She nudged it into the crack of her ass and slid it up and down, her hips jerking. Then she turned her hand and guided the buzzing cockhead into her tiny brown bud of an asshole. She squirmed with pleasure as it vibrated her shit hole.
She wedged about a third of the plastic prick up into her ass and wriggled about, loving the sensation and wondering if she would ever be adventurous enough to allow some guy to assfuck her. She knew it would feel great to have her ass full of a boy's throbbing prick and to feel him squirt the enema of his fuck-juice into her ass guts.
Churning her slender pelvis about in a fucking motion, Bonny fucked her ass happily, reaming out her shit chute.
Then she pulled the dildo out and brought it back up to her face and licked at the soiled fucktool, relishing the tangy taste of her own asshole.
Rimming out boys must be a real kick, the sexy teenager speculated. Or maybe even girls.
Bonny knew that cunt juice was delicious, from licking her fingers during hand-jobs, and she frequently wondered what it would be like to suck off a pussy. She wondered about that most often after she had been having a naughty conversation with sexy Terri Andersen, in fact. Bonny was certainly not a lesbian, nor was cockloving Terri-but Bonny had an idea that a girl didn't have to be a dyke to be a cunt-lapper....
And her mother, gazing at Bonny's soaking pussy through the keyhole, knew more about those things than her randy little daughter could imagine....
Bonny couldn't wait any longer now.
Her cunt was so hot that she thought it would have burst into flames, except that it was much too wet to burn.
She gave the dildo a last slurp, then moved it downward, playing the tip against her tits, then buzzing it down the flat slope of her belly. She slid the humming slab against her curly cunt mound, then ran it up and down her inner thighs.
Moaning, Bonny touched the tip lightly against her swollen clit. Her clit was vibrating as much as the dildo, and her tongue and tit tips felt electrified as well. Her whole nubile body seemed charged with a high-voltage current that made her jerk like a galvanized frog.
She rubbed the cockhead up her cuntlips. Those fleshy folds were unfurled like the petals of a moist, pink flower, rippling and pulsating. Her pussy slot was open in a wide oval shape and flooded with cunt cream, while ribbons of the stuff poured down her crotch and soaked into the crack of her ass. The sheets were wet and sticky under her ass, a circle of damp slime spreading out.
Holding the fuck-tool by the hilt, Bonny nudged the tip into her cunt gash. She shuddered and her pussylips began to suck on it, as if her pussy were trying to suck the vibrator up into her, to fill the void in her loins that her very nature abhorred.
She pushed half of the plastic prick up into her steaming cunthole and moved her hand up and down on the hilt, levering the humming fuck-rod against her clit.
"Oooooh!" she sighed, adoring the sensation.
She shoved more of the dildo up her fuckhole, pushing it in to the hilt. Her cunt walls closed around the rod, molding her pussy tunnel to the realistic contours. She worked her pussy muscles and made her cunt suck on the dildo.
The wedge of the knob was humming deep in her cunt core and the long, thick stalk was throbbing in her pussy as she shifted it around like a lever. Her trim little ass hiked up from the bed, like a soft, pliable boulder wedged from the earth by a crowbar.
She held the fuck-tool buried for a few moments, loving the feeling of being stuffed to the brim. Then, getting ready to cum, Bonny began to fuck it in and out in a frantic fucking rhythm.
The cockshaft ran across her stiff clit and hummed on up into her cunt hole. The friction was turning the girl's cunt gash to glowing radiance. The waves of joy began to rush across her belly and shoot like an electric current up her spread, trembling thighs.
Her clit went off like a blasting cap.
It set off a secondary explosion deep inside her seething fuck-hole. The rippling waves came rushing through her loins faster and higher, then started to merge into one tidal crest in her foaming pussy.
The jolting fuck-stick was melting her pussy and setting off a multiple orgasm. Her clit exploded in spasm after spasm, and her cunt melted on the dildo.
She fucked it in and out and wailed with the rapture of her titanic cumming, frigging her pussy to jelly on the fat fuck-tool, fairly fucking her ass off.
She didn't think that she was ever going to stop that prolonged creaming. Each time the orgasmic waves began to ebb, she slammed the fuck-stick in again and another spasm shook her to the core, and making her blood boil. Her ass churned and her hips worked like pistons and her slim belly pumped as she rode through the waves and the spasms, fucking herself silly.
At long last, she was drained.
Bonny sighed with pleasure and sank back onto the bed, a dreamy smile of contentment turning up her sensual lips and her blue eyes glowing with satisfaction.
She left the dildo stuffed up her cunt, still buzzing away. Girl-cum oozed out around the hilt of the fuck-tool, seeping from her wellpacked pussy and lathering her whole spread crotch with the spillage. Bonny's groin had turned into a steamy swamp, and she didn't think that she had ever spunked out so much cum before.
Of course, Bonny had never had such a useful tool up her pussy in the past. The virgin teenager had never orgasmed on anything but her own caressing hands and probing fingers.
If a plastic prick was so wonderful, she could just imagine what a real cock would feel like!
Bonny was looking forward to losing her cherry, to giving her first blow-job-even to getting her ass rammed full of prick. And she didn't have long to wait....
CHAPTER THREE
Catherine lingered at the keyhole for a few minutes, licking her lips, her nipples and clit burning and throbbing as she stared hungrily at her teenaged daughter's creamy, well-frigged pussy.
She would have liked to stay longer, just in case Bonny might decide to put on another show. But Catherine was afraid that her own cunt was going to cream all by itself in a visually inspired cumming. And she didn't want that to happen, because she was looking forward to a nice load of cockmeat from her well-endowed husband.
She slid a hand into her groin and cupped her pussy, as if she were using her hand to contain her gushing cunt cream. She moaned very softly and got up, her legs a bit shaky.
Cunt juice oozed out around her palm and ran down her legs like silver ribbons as she walked unsteadily down the hall to her bedroom.
She knew that Carl would be as excited as she was when she told him what she had seen....
Carl was a man after her own heart, they were soul mates-they had even met, years before, because they shared the same peeping pleasure.
As a teenager, Catherine had often been taken parking at the local lovers' lane, an expanse of wasteland overlooking the lights of town. And would have been a romantic spot, had she ever been looking at anything except the roof of the car-or the other cars.
Catherine had discovered that she got a bigger kick out of spying on the other courting couples than she did out of having sex, herself-although that sex was always made better as a result of her peeking.
One night when she didn't have a date, Catherine had driven out to the lovers' lane by herself. Leaving her daddy's car-that worthy father was always glad to lend his lovely daughter the car because, in fact, he liked to sniff and lick the driver's seat after she came home-leaving the car parked beside the access road, Catherine had walked up to the necking spot through the trees.
She had taken up a vantage point in the shadow of a large oak tree and knelt down, squatting back on her heels and waiting for some entertainment. In hopes of a performance, she had not worn any underwear, and she pulled her skirt up and got all set to finger-fuck herself if and when she was lucky enough to witness some courtship.
And she had been particularly lucky.
A car had soon driven up and parked by the rim overlooking the city. Without any delay, the doors had opened and a woman and two men had gotten out. One of the men spread a blanket on the ground and the woman had immediately stripped naked. Her body was statuesque and shapely, pale in the moonlight, and it was evident that she was horny because cunt juice was glistening on her inner thighs.
The men, too, had stripped, revealing a pair of very nice cocks standing stiff and ready.
The woman lay down on the blanket and spread for them, smiling in happy anticipation. The first man knelt between her legs and fucked his prick into her right away, without any preliminaries or foreplay-which the naughty woman obviously didn't expect or require.
He began to fuck her vigorously and she matched him, moving in counterpoint. Her lush body undulated as he hammered his fucker into her, her crotch slamming up to meet his steady cock-thrusts.
The second man stood over them, cock in hand, patiently awaiting sloppy seconds.
Catherine could see the details fairly well in the moonlight, and she could also hear the juicy squishing the woman's cunt was making and the way his prick was hissing into that sodden fuckhole, and the way that they were both panting and groaning as they fucked like crazed animals.
Naturally, it made Catherine very randy.
She began to play with her pussy, but slowly, biding her time. She didn't want to cream until the second man had taken his crack at that wanton woman's pussy, knowing that she would enjoy the promiscuous performance more before she got her own creamy rocks off.
Grunting like a brute, the first guy fucked in and squirted his cum into the voluptuous hussy. Grinning, he pulled out and his companion instantly mounted her and began to fuck her without hesitation.
Now, the first man stood over them, stroking his prick, which had gone limp-evidently hoping to get it hard again so that he could enjoy seconds in the lewd slut's cunt.
Watching the second lover's ass corkscrew as he fucked into that slimy pussy, Catherine began to work towards her own cumming, using both hands now. She finger-fucked her cunt hole with one and used the other to fondle and roll her swollen clit.
Her spying had made her really hot, and she felt as if her body must be glowing in the shadows.
Suddenly, she realized that she was no longer alone in her hiding place.
She heard a grunt, then the rasp of a zipper just off to one side. She blushed automatically-for she was rather shy as a girl-thinking that someone might have caught her with her fingers up her cunt.
She peered around the tree trunk.
Then she understood that her presence had not been discovered, and that the newcomer was there on business of his own-the same business that had brought her.
A tall, handsome young man was standing on the other side of the thick tree, staring at the rutting threesome on the blanket and holding his impressive prick in his fist. His eyes glinted and his face was all twisted by the vicarious lust of the true voyeur.
As the fucking on the blanket began to surge towards a creamy crescendo, the newcomer started to beat his meat with steady strokes.
His cock fascinated Catherine, both because it was so big and robust and also because, by secretly watching him jack off, she was gratifying her own voyeur's instincts.
Watching him was even more exciting than gazing at the threesome, she thought. He was closer, and she had a much clearer view.
The head of his prick was gleaming, almost like an incandescent light bulb, and his fat cockstalk was thundering in his hand and his balls looked big as lemons.
Catherine longed to see his jism spurt out.
Fingering her cunt, she concentrated on watching the watcher, as the fuckers churned wildly towards another spunky climax and the first man got his prick jacked back rampant for his second go round.
Grunting, he slammed his fist down to the hilt of his massive cock, skinning the foreskin back and making the cockhead flare out. The purple pricktip was frothy now, as pre-cum seeped from his piss hole.
Catherine began to gasp with desire.
She had never seen anything as scrumptious looking as his cockmeat by moonlight, all lathered by the steady seepage of his liquid lust in the lunar illumination.
What a shame to waste such a lovely cumload on the ground, thought Catherine, starting to drool.
She was drawn to the guy as if by some carnal magnetism pulling her to the pole of his prick. Abandoned to her lustful longing, slightly embarrassed-yet certain that he would welcome her advances-Catherine crawled toward him on her knees, snaking sinuously around the tree.
He gulped when he saw her.
His hand flew off his prick and then, obviously feeling guilty, he attempted to cover up his hard-on with both open hands. But his prick was much too massive and his cockhead stood out on one end, his balls on the other.
Catherine, grinning impishly, crawled right up in front of him, her face level with his loins. He stared down, in a state of shock. Then he began to understand that he was not in disgrace at all, and he smiled.
"Want some help with that?" she whispered.
His hands moved away and he jerked his hips out, his cock looming before her radiant face. His cockmeat was so fiery hot that she could feel the warmth waft into her face as if from a branding iron.
"Suck it, baby!" he rasped.
"Oh, yes!" Catherine purred, licking her lips. "Use my mouth for a fuck-hole ... I'm hungry for your cockmeat ... I wanna drink your hot, thick jism...."
Her tongue curled out and lapped at his slimy cockhead. Her mouth opened and he humped, fucking steaming prickmeat into her throat.
"Ummmm!" she purred, nursing voraciously on the succulent slab.
Pre-cum bubbled down her gullet and oozed onto her fluttering tongue. He fucked in and out of the oval collar of her lips, and his cock was so hot that her saliva nearly began to sizzle and steam.
Her blonde head bobbed, meeting him as he fucked into her greedy maw. Catherine was in cock-sucker's heaven. She had never sucked off a stranger before, and she adored the wanton thrill of it as she merrily munched on his cockmeat in the moonlight.
She pushed down, taking his gigantic fucker in to the root, her nose nestling in his wiry crotch hair and her chin jamming against the bloated cushions of his overloaded balls. She held it all in, working on the hilt, then slowly drew her lips back up, sucking through every precious inch, and nursed on his prickknob again.
They had forgotten all about the fuckers on the blanket by this time, even theiringrained voyeuristic instincts subservient to the sucking. Catherine gazed up from the tops of her blue eyes, loving the way his handsome face was contorting with desire and he stared down, watching his formidable fuck-stick sink into her mouth, pull out drenched with drool, then plunge in again, tilting her face back as he rammed his cockhead into her throat.
"Cum!" she pleaded, speaking on the head of his prick as if it were a meaty microphone. "Cum in my mouth-whitewash my fucking throat!"
Her wanton words aroused him as much as the suction of her skilled mouth. He fucked into her face faster, rising towards the crest.
"Here it comes, baby!" he croaked.
"Ummmm-ummmm!" she moaned, yearning to feel that hot cum hose her mouth.
He rammed in, his whole lean body jerking convulsively as he fucked her mouth. His balls exploded and she bobbed her head down, whimpering as she felt his thick cock ripple and knew that his fuck-juice was rushing up through the core of that meaty tube.
Suddenly her mouth was full of cum.
Catherine gulped his jism down hungrily. The stuff was as thick and as sweet as condensed milk. She had never been fed such a delicious cum-load. She swallowed a mouthful and he pumped another load out, filling her maw again.
Catherine was greedily gulping cum down as fast as she could, but his load was too much for her to swallow it all. Cum overflowed from her sucking lips and bubbled down both sides of her trembling chin, a few fat globs falling off and splashing on her tits.
She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked, in a feeding frenzy on his fuck-juice. His prick just kept up spurting more jism out in great jets. Cum hit the roof of her mouth, sloshed in her cheeks and swirled around her teeth. Her tongue was floating in cock cream like a pliable pink raft in a steaming swamp.
At long last, he was drained off.
She kept on mouthing his cock for a few moments, coaxing out the last gooey trickles from his piss hole. Then she used her tongue to gather up the stray drops that had escaped her lips and poured down onto his balls.
She polished his cockknob to a luster and left it glossy and gleaming in the moonlight.
Then she sat back on her heels, smiling happily, and daintily wiped her cummy lips.
He knelt down beside her then, his legs turned shaky in the aftermath of such a dynamic and abundant climax, such a violent, bone-jarring cum.
A gentleman always, if somewhat belatedly, Carl introduced himself to his future wife.
Then, together, they watched the culmination of the threesome on the blanket. Both of the men fucked the naughty woman three times before they were satisfied and Carl and Catherine, recognizing each other as very, very compatible, enjoyed the performance.
Afterwards, Carl took her back to his apartment and they spied through the neighbor's bedroom window for a while, then went to bed and fucked each other madly all through the night.
With so much in common, it was only natural that they became man and wife.
That had been years ago, and they had both been very happily married during the intervening years-but neither had lost the taste for playing the Peeping Tom. And, through the years, they never passed up a chance to spy.
But, also through the years, their kids had grown into horny teenagers.
And now a lot of family peeping was in store for them....
CHAPTER FOUR
With her flowered kimono flowing open, tit tips standing erect and her pussy spilling out cunt juice by the bucketful, curvaceous Catherine went on down to the master bedroom-and, in her hurry to get a badly needed fuck, she neglected to fully close the bedroom door behind her.
But as soon as she had gone into the room, Johnny came creeping down the hallway behind her, desperate to see what on earth his mother had been looking at through his kid sister's keyhole.
His prick was so huge that he stepped awkwardly, almost thrown off balance by the weight of the bloated cockshaft. His cock stood out before him like the prow of a ship, and he felt like he had to step out bowlegged around the swollen bags of his balls, striding like a cowboy.
He knelt at the door and looked in.
He gulped and his Adam's apple jumped up and down in his throat as he gazed upon the nubile youngster spread out wantonly across her bed-with a big plastic cock humming away in her fuck-hole.
The sight turned Johnny on enormously.
But he couldn't understand why their mother should have gotten horny by peeping on the girl, since they were both female. It puzzled the boy-who did not know, as Catherine and Bonny did, that cunt-lapping came natural to even the most heterosexual woman.
Squinting and panting against the door, Johnny could see that he had arrived too late for the action.
Bonny's groin was already lathered with cuntcum, and the bed was drenched under her ass. The dildo was still stuck up her cunt, but she wasn't shoving it in and out, merely enjoying the subtle post-cumming sensations.
Nevertheless, the vision was inspirational, and her brother would have gladly stayed at the keyhole for a longer look, under most circumstances. But now he was well aware of the fact that his mother hadn't completely closed the door of the master bedroom-that it stood ajar enough to permit an interested spectator to peer in.
Johnny hesitated, undecided.
His naked sister was really a juicy and delectable eyeful, and her brother was loath to leave the keyhole. He had pulled his prick countless times as he had naughty thoughts about his sister. And now the reality of staring at her naked, nubile body was making him wild.
But he had jerked himself off while imagining sexy things concerning his mom, as well-especially when he was spilling his cum-load into a pair of her bikini panties-and the prospect of her open bedroom door was compelling.
Bonny had already finished her dildo frigging and was just lying there, smiling contentedly. But his mother had taken a very hot and wet pussy down to the bedroom, and it seemed most likely that an interested young man might get to see more genuine action on that stage.
Giving Bonny a last, longing look, Johnny got up and hauled his hard-on down to the parental bedroom, eager for the sights-and about to get all he yearned for.
* * *
"Holy shit!" Carl exclaimed, when his wife told him that their teenaged daughter had been frigging her cunt to foam on a plastic prick.
His eyes gleamed with excitement and his cock, which had been only semi-stiff, lurched instantly into a throbbing stalk of iron-hard meat.
He started to jump up from the bed, intending to sneak down for a glimpse through the keyhole, himself. But Catherine pushed him back down, shaking her head.
"She's already finished, honey," Catherine said. "But I haven't even begun yet-"
Carl grinned. He was sorry that he had missed out on spying on the girl, but it was never any hardship to fuck his voluptuous wife.
As he lay back, his prick towered high above his loins, the cockknob flaring out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike. But a fangless head-and full of non-lethal venom, already beginning to ooze from the cleft.
Catherine slipped out of her kimono and curled onto the bed beside him. She bent down and kissed the gooey tip of his cock, then drew away again.
"I wanna sit on your prick, Carl," she whispered. "You can think about Bonny while we fuck, if you like, because I sure as hell am gonna be thinking about her hot little pussy."
She ran her tongue across her lips and Carl groaned, his raging fuck-lust intensified by the idea that Catherine was hungry for their little girl's pussy. He knew that his wife liked to eat pussy once in a while, and he had sometimes spied on her while she munched a neighbor lady or a passing stranger. But it was a lot more stimulating to think of her going down on their own sexy daughter.
His prick was so stiff that it twanged.
Catherine playfully pulled on his cock, then released it so that it snapped up like a catapult. His cock was so hard and taut that she thought that she could have used it to launch a boulder, like some medieval war machine-or like a battering ram, to break down the portals.
She fondled his balls and he groaned. She could feel his massive cum-load sloshing around inside the bloated bags, his hard balls jiggling under the hairy sac.
A glob of pre-cum oozed out from his parted piss hole, slowly sliding down the slope of his cockhead like a blob of mercury.
Bending down, Catherine lapped his pre-cum up. She let the drop run around on her taste buds for a moment, savoring the flavor, then her slender throat pulsed delicately as she swallowed.
His pre-cum was so yummy that Catherine was tempted to suck him off and drink the whole fucking load out of his balls. But her pussy was smoldering like a wet bonfire, and she needed a cuntful more than she hungered for a mouthful.
She whipped her tongue against his slick prickknob again, then rose and threw one knee across so that she was straddling his loins. She was sitting back, her ass on his thighs, and his prick was jutting up in front of her slim belly. She held his prick against herself and squirmed.
With his bloated balls jammed against her cunt mound, his huge cock towered up so high that the slimy cockknob was almost brushing against the undersides of her heavy tits. It thrilled Catherine to see, on the outside, just how incredibly long his cock was and to anticipate how deeply it would plunge when she took it inside her pussy.
She rose on quivering thighs and shoved her hips out so that his cock slipped into her crotch. The fat, mushroom-shaped cockhead nudged into her fuck-slot and she poised there, balanced atop his prick like a flagpole sitter.
Her pelvis turned and twisted as she worked her wet cunt gash around on his cockhead and brushed her tingling clit against the flaring slab.
Carl bridged like a wrestler fighting off a pin, heaving his ass up from the bed so that his brawny body was arched under Catherine in a taut bow. The movement pushed more of his cockknob up her cunt slot. Half of that wide purple slab was in her as it pulsed, swelling like an inhaling lung, deflating slightly and then swelling again.
Catherine began to descend on his fucker then, very slowly, feeding it up her cunt tunnel an inch at a time.
Carl held rigid under her, allowing Catherine to take his cock at her own pace. With half of his prick buried and the bottom half standing out between them, like a tubular bridge spanning the distance between his bloated balls and her cunt slot, she paused.
Her pneumatic hips rotated and she screwed her cunt around on his prick, whimpering lustfully at the friction of that grinding motion.
Then she sank down to his balls.
She threw her tawny head and smooth shoulders back, her heavy tits thrusting out, and fucked her pussy all the way down to the hilt of his rampant cock, taking him balls-deep up into her cunt.
Whimpering, she held the full penetration, adoring the feeling of having her cunt stuffed to the core with his hard, hot cockmeat and letting Carl savor the thrill of having every inch of his massive cock enveloped in her juicy, clinging pussy.
It never ceased to amaze Catherine that her pliable pussy could accommodate such a gigantic load of cockmeat. She had fucked a lot of guys in her time but she had never found anyone with a prick as huge as her husband's-which, along with their mutual taste for peeping, was the major reason that they had such a happy marriage. But this morning, his cock was even bigger than usual.
His prick was up her cunt hole so far that she felt like an intact virgin again. His cockhead was throbbing away in the unexplored depths of her cunt, breaking new ground.
Catherine knew why his prick was so huge, too-knew that he was driven to new heights of desire because he was thinking about Bonny with the dildo.
But Catherine didn't mind that at all.
She held it all up her, her cuntlips plastered around the thick root of his prick. His cockhead felt like a smoldering ember in the core of her cunt, and his rock-hard cockshaft was working like a crowbar in her pussy.
She wriggled her ass and her cunt muscles sucked on his fucker, the inner rings fluttering and closing in a series of concentric pulses that rippled from the hilt of his cockshaft on up to his cockknob. He groaned at the sensation. It felt as if she were jerking him off inside her belly, as if some internal fist were frigging his cock.
Then she began to ride him.
Thighs tensing, she pulled her pussy up until only his cock crown was stuck in her cunt slot. She paused, balanced acrobatically on the end of his prick. Then she slid back down and took it all again, dropping her sodden cunt hole onto his prick.
She was so soaking wet with cunt juice that his prick splashed as it fucked into her cunt. Pussy nectar oozed from her pussy slot and pooled around the hilt of his prick shaft as she stuffed her fuck-slot to the brim.
She fucked up and down on his cock rhythmically, moving sinuously and slowly, wanting to build towards a simultaneous crest after a long prelude.
Catherine and Carl were really enjoying this fuck.
And Johnny was getting a kick out of watching it, as well....
CHAPTER FIVE
Kneeling at the partially open door, Johnny had a perfect view from the foot of the bed! He could see all the juicy details of the parental fucking.
He watched his mother's pink cuntlips slurp up and down on his daddy's thick cock. As she rose, the thundering cockstalk emerged, a dark ventral vein pounding up the underside of the long fucker. Her cuntlips collared his cockshaft just behind the prickknob, and that purple slab pulsed in her cunt slot. Cunt juice streamed down his prick, all milky and frothy on the hot cockmeat. His balls were drenched with the overflow of her gooey pussy.
Carl's cock thundered and pounded and hammered as her cunt engulfed it. Her ass cushioned against his balls as she descended on the towering prick, and she twisted her hips, grinding on the full penetration.
She rode up again, her lush thighs trembling and rippling. The firm cheeks of her shapely ass parted on the energetic upstroke, and Johnny could see the delightful little brown bud of her shit hole.
The boy was so horny now that his prick was threatening to shoot off all on its own, as if, awake, he was about to conclude a wet dream.
Like his daddy, Johnny had a huge prick. And, also like his daddy, that prick was larger today than it had ever been before, under the stimulation of his voyeurism. His cockshaft loomed up so high that as he peered into the room he seemed to be squinting over his cockhead, like a gunsight leveled on their loins.
Still, he resisted the urge to jack off, despite the raging desperation of his overloaded balls and his hot cock. Already, this had been a remarkable and memorable day and the young man was trying to conserve his cum, just in case he found somewhere more inviting than his own fist into which he could spill the creamy contents of his balls.
His mom rose and her slick cuntlips dragged outward, clinging to Carl's fat cocklance as it emerged, distending along the thick prick so that it looked as if her pussy were being pulled almost inside out.
Then she sank down and gorged her cunt again. Pussy foam sprayed from her cunt gash as she fucked down to his cock root, stuffing his cock in balls-deep.
Johnny could hear his daddy's prick hiss as it plunged into his mom's pussy, and he could hear her cunt squish and slurp as it worked like a suction cup on that massive load of dynamic cockmeat.
The boy was so hot from staring at the parental fucking that he thought his eyeballs might melt. His eyes drank in the sights and then flashed the image into his fevered mind and his cock reacted, bucking like a bronco and pounding like a jackhammer.
His fat cockhead flared and his piss hole opened as if that solitary eye, too, were gazing in fascination at the frantic fuck in progress.
He was glad that he had already jerked off once that morning, thinking that if he hadn't unloaded his balls before that, his balls would have exploded.
Catherine squirmed and thrashed, starting to fuck up and down faster now, no longer able to maintain the slow, lingering pace of the buildup as the waves of ecstasy started to course across her belly.
She reached behind her jolting ass and got a handful of Carl's hairy balls, squeezing gently. His jism shifted like a tide in the bloated bags and she knew that Carl was ready to get his rocks off at any time.
She began to pound her pussy down onto his fucker with panting passion, fucking so furiously that Carl couldn't tell if she was coming or going. The white-hot friction was about to melt her pussy.
"Gonna fucking cum!" she gurgled.
Her blonde head flew from side to side, tawny hair tumbling over her shaking shoulders. She was biting her Up and her blue eyes were glazed. Her big tits heaved as she panted like a steam engine.
"Shoot in me, darling!" she pleaded, whimpering for his cum.
Ready to cream, Catherine was trying to hold back from the crest, to wait until she felt her husband's hot, thick fuck-juice squirt into her cunt.
Carl reached up and grasped her swinging tits, kneading the firm globes and then pulling on the vibrant, rosy tit tips with his thumbs and fingers. Then his hands slid down and he gripped Catherine by her grinding hips, pulling her up and then hauling her back down, helping her to maintain the frantic tempo of the cum-strokes.
Her ass dropped against his balls. They felt as big and as hard as bowling balls now, as the horny man surged towards the peak.
"Now-now!" he gasped, humping up from the bed and sinking his cock into her cunt.
His balls burst and the lava of his volcanic lust came rushing up his prick and shot into Catherine's cunt core in a towering geyser. The stuff felt as hot and as thick as melted lead, and Catherine wailed with the joy of it.
Her clit exploded and her pussy creamed, melting around his cock like a wax candle on a flaming wick.
She rose and fell in a wild and wanton waltz, slamming her pussy down onto his spurting prick so that his jism was hosing the very depths of her loins. She could feel every scalding squirt of his cum, every boiling drop of his sweet jizz as it jetted into her cunt core.
Carl lurched up and more cum cascaded from his flaring cockhead as Catherine pushed her pussy down. His fuck-juice was coming out under such pressure that she felt as if she had been squatting astride Old Faithful when that geyser blew. He was almost blowing her off the end of his prick with the force of his climax.
Each time she felt another load of his jism splash into her pussy, Catherine creamed again, going off like a machine gun on his dynamic prick. Her girl-cum swirled into her fuck-tunnel, blending with Carl's jism. The mingled slime came pouring out from her pussy slot, drenching his belly and balls and thighs. Each time his prick stuffed her to the brim, more cum gushed out.
As they had built up to this simultaneous crest, so did they wind down.
Holding at the frantic heights for ages, Catherine fucked him furiously and he humped up to meet her with equal vigor. Then, together and holding to the same mutual rhythm, they began to ebb and slow down, still grinding together, but a reduced pace now.
She swung like a pendulum winding down and her tits swung, too, as if they were counter-weighting the sway of her haunches. Their pumping became jerky and erratic. The last squirt of cum shot from his cockhead, and Carl groaned and sank back onto the creaking bed.
His hands fell from her hipbones and dropped out wide and he lay under her, panting, his body spread-eagled. Catherine continued to fuck up and down on his spent prick, milking out the last trickles of his fuck-juice and working off the final sweet spasms of her own cumming on his stationary prick.
Then, with a sob of contentment, she slumped over him and they lovingly embraced. His cock was still buried up into her pussy and it was still hard, although his balls had deflated and gone slack.
Crouched at the door, Johnny was well aware that they were still coupled together, and the horny youth was hoping that they might fuck again.
His prick was so long and hard that he felt as if he were nailed to the floor by his cock. He waited hopefully.
And then another peeping prospect was presented....
CHAPTER SIX
Bonny had a telephone in her room, a birthday present which kept her from tying up the family phone and which gave her privacy-for calls like the one she was making at the moment.
Bonny phoned naughty Terri Andersen.
"Guess what this is," Bonny giggled, holding the humming dildo up to the phone.
Terri laughed delightedly at that ever-sofamiliar buzzing sound her favorite toy made.
"It sounds like it's wet," she said.
"It sure is! I had it stuck up my pussy all morning!" Bonny blurted out.
Both of the sexy little nymphettes giggled with amusement-but an amusement that was muted by some more serious overtones.
When Bonny spoke again, her voice had turned husky and low and sensual, sexual arousal very evident in her tone.
"I thought maybe you might like to come over to the house this morning, Terri," she said. "We can stay in my room and fool around with your toy together-if you feel like it."
There was a very slight hesitation. Bonny blushed, knowing that it would be kind of embarrassing if her girlfriend were to decline her suggestion.
But then Terri said: "Yeah! We can have a lot of naughty fun together. Know what I mean?"
Bonny had a pretty good idea.
Terri agreed to come right over and Bonny, glowing with radiant expectations, began to rub the buzzing fuck-stick around in her cunt again. But then she stopped and switched it off to conserve the batteries.
Since she and Terri were going to use the dildo together, Bonny figured it would be better if she didn't overdo it before her raven-haired girlfriend arrived. It would be ironic-even tragic-to have the chance to fool around with sexy Terri and to find that she was no longer feeling in the mood, having frigged herself silly before Terri had arrived.
On the other hand, Bonny didn't want to cool down too much. She wanted to have a nice hot, wet pussy that she could be proud of when Terri got there. It was a question of keeping her pussy simmering without creaming again, she figured, and it had to be calculated to a nice point.
She rubbed her pussy with her hands, but after the thrilling sensation of the vibrator, a simple hand-job wasn't very exciting at all. She considered for a moment, and then grinned. Bonny had had one of her sexy thoughts.
Throwing on a dressing gown, she left the room and padded down to the bathroom.
She failed to notice her older brother hunkered over his hard-on at the door of their parent's room-but Johnny sure as hell saw her!
Now Johnny was in a quandary.
If his mom and dad were going to fuck again, he sure wanted to watch it. But they were just lying there, linked at the loins but not moving. And it was time for Johnny to make a quick decision-and act upon it.
With a last, longing glance at his voluptuous mother's naked body and cock-filled cunt, Johnny got up and rushed down the hallway to his sister's room.
The soaking dildo was on her bed and Johnny picked it up and stared at it, fascinated. He held it up to his nose and sniffed, thrilled by the tantalizing fragrance of Bonny's pungent pussy perfume.
If the tool hadn't been so realistically cock shaped, Johnny would have sucked it.
He tossed it back onto the bed and darted over to the cloest, pulling the door ajar behind him-but leaving plenty of gap through which he could keep a vigil on his sexy little sister's bed.
He was hoping that he might get to see her fuck herself with the vibrator again. He never dreamed that Bonny was going to have company....
In the bathroom, Bonny locked the door and stepped up to the basin, near the wall rack where the family's electric toothbrushes were kept.
The wicked little slut had often given her cunt a good massage with those brushes in the past. It felt lovely to have an electric toothbrush working on her stiff clit and dipping into her juicy cunt gash. And, too, there was an exciting psychological thrill involved in knowing that the toothbrush that had been whipping away in her creamy cunt would soon be brushing the teeth and tongues of the other members of her loving family.
Eyes gleaming mischievously, Bonny took her daddy's toothbrush and switched it on. It hummed softly, not nearly as vigorously as the cock-shaped dildo, but it was pleasantly stimulating, nevertheless.
She held the brush against her nipples, making them stand out like bullets as the bristles whipped back and forth on the sensitive buds.
Then she dipped at the knees and tilted her crotch up, so that she could see her cunt reflected in the mirror over the sink. She dipped her father's toothbrush into her groin and began to work it around in her foaming fuck-slot and against her taut clit, shuddering and whimpering at the feeling-and, too, at the knowledge that the thing would later be in her daddy's mouth.
When that toothbrush was nicely juiced, she replaced it and took her brother's brush from the rack. She let it flick on her clit and then, feeling particular naughty this morning, she turned around and bent over. Looking over her shoulder so that she could see her ass in the mirror, she spread the trim ass cheeks apart with one hand and inserted Johnny's humming toothbrush into her shit hole.
It felt lovely-and her imagination danced with the delightful image of her handsome brother innocently cleaning his teeth with that brush after it had been fucked into her tangy and pungent asshole.
When Johnny's toothbrush had been nicely steeped in Bonny's fragrant shit chute, she held it up and sniffed at it, grinning wickedly. Again, she had the idea that it would be fun to tonguefuck an asshole.
She wondered what Terri would think about that.
She replaced Johnny's soiled brush and then hesitated for a moment. Usually, she only frigged with her father's and her brother's toothbrushes. But today, anticipating all the deviate fun she wanted to enjoy with her girlfriend Terri, the excited teenager took her mother's toothbrush out of the rack and gave her fuck-slot a thorough workout with it.
Thinking of her cunt juice dribbling into her curvacous mother's mouth thrilled the nymphette as much as the idea of having her daddy and her brother tasting her pussy goo, second hand and in blissful ignorance.
Bonny was getting so turned on that she was sorely tempted to cream on her mom's toothbrush. But she fought against the impulse, determined to keep her pussy hot and juicy until her girlfriend got there.
Terri and Bonny had never discussed lesbian sex, but Bonny knew that the dark-haired girl was promiscuous and probably game for anything. And, besides, since the situation was going to be predicated on using the cock-shaped vibrator, it seemed to prove that, no matter what else they might get up to, they had affirmed their heterosexuality-that, both loving pricks devoutly, any sort of pussy play they might enjoy was just a naughty game.
Naughty-and very nice.
Bonny brushed out her fuck-slot for a few more moments, carefully avoiding any sustained action on her clit so that she didn't risk cumming without warning.
Then she replaced the third of the creamy toothbrushes and went downstairs to await Terri's arrival....
In the master bedroom, Catherine slowly pulled her pussy off Carl's rampant cock and moved off his loins. His balls were loose and slack, but starting to fill up again, another load of jism seeping into the fat bags drop by drop. His cock stood, swaying slightly.
Catherine expected him to fuck her again.
But Carl surprised her. Despite the fact that his prick was still stiff, the man got up from the bed and began to put his clothing on.
Catherine eyed him, a bit puzzled. It wasn't like Carl to end a fuck-session before he had reduced his cock to a limp noodle.
He was looking kind of sheepish, as well.
"Well, I wanna do some work in the yard," he muttered.
And he left the bedroom.
Catherine was mystified and frustrated.
Normally, she would have demanded that her husband throw another fuck into her-but this was not a normal day. It would have been pleasant to get fucked a second time, but Catherine had other thoughts in mind.
She was hoping that she could get to watch her daughter using the dildo again....
With his bloated prick heaving around in the confines of his pants, Carl sort of staggered to the garage and got the tall step ladder out. He was grinning fiendishly. He carried the ladder around to the side of the house and set it up under his daughter's bedroom window.
Carl was determined to get a look at Bonny as she frolicked with the fuck-stick.
He climbed up the ladder awkwardly, the weight of his cock and balls making the ascent precarious. His tense body trembled and the step ladder shook. But he managed to get up high enough so that his head was level with the win dow sill and he was able to peer into Bonny's bedroom.
He was disappointed to find the room empty.
Well, in fact, it wasn't empty. But how was Carl to know that his son-who took after his daddy both in inclinations and in the magnitude and robust nature of his cock-was lurking in the closet?
Carl saw that the dildo was on the bed.
He smiled, figuring that Bonny wouldn't have left it there in plain sight if she didn't intend to return to her room and use it again.
He clung to the ladder, his prick as hard as any of the steel rungs, and waited....
Meanwhile, Catherine played with her pussy for a few minutes, just out of ingrained habit, then she got up and moved to the door, intending to sneak down for another peek through Bonny's keyhole. She figured that Bonny, if the girl's sexual needs were anything like her own, must be just about ready to give her pussy another good vibration.
Just as Catherine started out her bedroom door, Bonny appeared at the head of the stairs. Catherine quickly jumped back around the door and peered out. Bonny had company.
Her delectable, sultry little girlfriend, Terri, had come to call, and the girls were going to Bonny's room.
For a moment, Catherine was disappointed. She didn't imagine that Bonny would be using the plastic prick now that she had company. It wasn't exactly a social sort of thing to do.
But then she noticed that both teenaged girls were radiant and giggly and looked very excited and impish and naughty. They went into Bonny's room and closed the door.
Catherine frowned, wondering.
What were those nubile nymphs up to?
Catherine's imagination sparked, and her horny hopes soared to new heights.
She tiptoed down the hallway and took up her position at the keyhole.
Now Johnny was in the closet and Carl was at the window and Catherine was at the doorand the stage had been set, the audience in place.
And the performance was about to begin....
CHAPTER SEVEN
Johnny's prick jumped so hard that the cockknob bumped against the closet door with a dull thud.
Carl almost fell off the ladder.
Catherine's eye popped out so far that her eyeball almost got stuck in the keyhole.
Because Bonny and Terri didn't beat around the bush for even a moment. As soon as they were in the bedroom, in privacy-or so they believed-behind the closet door, the two naughty youngsters began to undress. They stood face to face, admiring each other's nubile body as they both stripped down to the buff.
Bonny was only wearing a dressing gown and she was naked first, simply dropping it from her shoulders. It took Terri a bit longer to wriggle out of her tight tee-shirt and squirm out of her jeans.
And then they were both bare and staring at each other in open appraisal.
The watchers stared with every bit as much admiration at that tableau of young flesh.
Bonny was honey blonde and Terri had curly black tresses. But their youthful bodies were equally nubile and delectable, with plump tits and pointed pink nipples, flat bellies that swelled gently into the slight curves of their cunt mounds, slender and shapely thighs and trim little asses that seemed made to be held.
Without a word, sharing the same desires by tacit understanding, they moved together and embraced. Belly to belly and cunt to cunt, the girls began to kiss, lightly at first, but then more passionately.
Their lips ground together and their mouths opened. They French kissed, swapping tongues and saliva back and forth and panting into each other's mouth. Terri's tongue slid into Bonny's maw and Bonny suckled on it, her own lapper entwining. Then she probed Terri's mouth, in turn.
Their thrusting tits pressed together, the taut tips brushing like blunt swords fencing. The luxuriant curls of their cunts rubbed on each other, Bonny's golden vee and Terri's ebony pussy bush tangling in a curly caress.
Terri's open hands ran up and down on Bonny's flanks, then slid around and cupped her by the cheeks of her heart-shaped little ass, pulling their loins tighter together. Bonny's smooth thigh hooked out and fitted between Terri's legs, rubbing gently against her pussy.
They parted and smiled at each other like conspirators, then moved to the bed and sat on the edge, hip to hip. The dildo was waiting for their attention but the girls ignored it for the moment, twisting together from the hips and kissing passionately again.
They began to feel each other up.
"Ummmm-I never knew you were dyky," Terri sighed, as Bonny fondled her fat tits and she returned the caress, kneading Bonny's tits and rolling the tips.
"Neither did I," Bonny moaned. "I mean-I never have-but I wanna!"
This scene was having a profound effect on the family audience.
Carl and Johnny were both wishing that they could sink their hard pricks into one-or both-of those teenaged sexpots. And Catherine, even more depraved, in a way, was longing to sink her tongue into their cunts.
The tip of Catherine's tongue came slowly pushing out from her parted lips, moist and vibrant, like a lesbian getting a hard-on. She began to lick and her lips made little sucking motions, as her fevered imagination graphically pictured how it would be to muff-dive and cunt-lap with either of the sexy young girls. She was hungry for both of them. But because it was so naughty-Catherine was drooling for her daughter more than for the visitor.
Johnny and Carl were having the same incestuous fantasies as they eyeballed the girls. Johnny knew it would be great to fuck Terri, but even better to dip his prick in his sexy sibling's pussy. And Carl, who wouldn't have kicked the raven-haired minx out of bed, was paying more attention to his lewd little girl's gooey cunt gash.
Fatherly fuck-juice was swirling in Carl's balls and starting to seep from his piss hole. Tottering awkwardly on the step ladder, the frenzied man whipped his fly open and let his prick come springing out.
Johnny's cock was already out and the tip was slimy with the seepage of his brotherly love, frothy ribbons of pre-cum pouring down his cockshaft.
He clenched his teeth and rolled his eyes-and still resisted the urge to jack off-hoping that soon, maybe even by blackmail, he could empty his balls into one of the girls.
But first he had to get the goods on them, and he waited to gather the erotic evidence, to watch the girls be as naughty as they were going to get so that he could demand a randy ransom for his silence. And, besides, the horny boy was enjoying the spectacle far too much to interrupt them-yet.
He gripped his cockstalk, but didn't stroke it, just clinging to it as if for support. On the ladder, his father was also holding his cock. He had one hand on the side of the ladder and his other was gripping his cock even more firmly, as that desperate daddy cock throbbed and lurched, threatening to throw him from his perch.
Catherine's tongue was so frantic that as she stared through the keyhole she was licking the door.
And the show continued, to the audience's acclaim....
Terri dropped her dark head and began to lick at Bonny's plump tits. She slurped at the firm tit mounds and up through the smooth, deep cleavage, then swept to the peaks and began to nurse on her swollen, pink nipples.
When she raised her radiant face, Bonny didn't hesitate. The blonde girl dove on Terri's tits and began to mouth them.
They took turns tit-sucking, and Terri slowly slid her hand up the inside of Bonny's leg, moving inch by inch toward the vee of her crotch. Bonny's thighs parted and she tilted her crotch up slightly. She was nursing on a swollen tit tip, and each time she sucked on the fat nipple, her clit flared and tingled as she waited eagerly for her girlfriend to start playing with her pussy.
Terri flicked a fingertip slightly against Bonny's clit, and the blonde girl moaned softly, the sound muffled on a mouthful of tit.
Terri grinned at Bonny's reaction. She traced up her open cuntlips, stroking and petting. Then, tilting her wrist, she gently slid her middle finger up into Bonny's cunt slot, wriggling it in knuckle deep.
Bonny jerked and squirmed, adoring the sensation. Why did it feel so much better to have another girl finger-fucking her than it did when she frigged herself off? She continued to suck on Terri's tits and Terri finger-fucked her steadily, using one finger to begin with and then adding a second and yet a third.
As she pushed her bunched fingers up Bonny's fuck-hole, she whipped her thumb back and forth like a windshield wiper against Bonny's clit.
Terri, who was a lot more experienced and bolder, was taking the initiative, but randy little Bonny was following suit eagerly, game for anything.
She reached down and cupped Terri's cunt mound. The heel of her hand rested on the plump shelf of Terri's dark vee and her fingers dipped down and began to move around in her juicy pussy.
Side by side, hip to hip and squirming with the delicious sensations, the two sexy youngsters finger-fucked each other rhythmically, still taking turns diving on each other's tits and French kissing as they switched.
Mouths locked together and tongues snaking back and forth, the girls sank over onto the bed. They stretched out, pressed to each other, frigging one another's cunt with slow, steady strokes.
Then Terri reached out for the dildo.
She gently pushed Bonny down on her back and she thumbed the switch and activated the humming plastic prick.
Bonny raised her knees and parted her thighs and arched her slender back, tipping her pussy up invitingly. She knew how lovely the vibrator felt on her cunt, and she knew it would feel even better when her naughty, raven-haired girlfriend was using it on her.
Terri rested her forearm on Bonny's belly and dipped her left hand into her friend's crotch, spreading the pliable pink folds of her cunt slot open in a wide oval. Holding the cock-shaped vibrator by the hilt in her right hand, she began to move the humming knob around in the girl's open cunt gash and worked it against her swollen, tingling clit.
Bonny lay back, loving it, placidly allowing Terri to dildo-fuck her. And she was looking forward to using the fuck-tool on Terri, in return. Playing around with a girl was a mutual delight, and Bonny realized that it was as much fun to do things as to have them done to her.
Terri gently shoved the buzzing fuck-stick up into Bonny's cunt. Bonny's pussy sucked and dragged on the plastic prick as it fucked in and out. Her cuntlips clung to the cockstalk, pulling out along it as Terri drew it out. Gooey cunt juice spilled from her pussy and washed down her crotch and into the crack of her ass.
The performance was driving the watchers wild.
In the closet, Johnny's iron-hard prick was vibrating as much as the dildo, the swollen cockknob throbbing and the long cockshaft humming. He felt as if he had batteries in his balls, his prick jolting with a high-voltage current.
On the ladder, Carl swayed perilously. So much blood had rushed into his cock that the man was light-headed and dizzy, his brain starved for oxygen.
And, crouched at the keyhole, Catherine was salivating like a Pavlovian dog as she stared at her little girl's tantalizing pussy.
Into that pussy the dildo sank. It came out all juicy, then plunged in again as Terri frigged happily away. Terri was curled on her hip and leaning right over Bonny's golden vee. Her pretty face was turned down and she stared hungrily at Bonny's cunt. She was panting, and as she inhaled, the heated fragrance of Bonny's pussy made her drool.
Terri was thinking that she had done enough dildo-frigging and that it was time to move on to even more naughty and exciting forms of lovemaking.
She pulled the vibrator out of Bonny's cunt.
The cunt slot stayed open in a wide oval, retaining the shape of the plastic prick, and a great gush of foaming pussy nectar pooled up in the vacated grotto.
"I love fooling around with you, Terri," she moaned, giving her hips a jerk and expecting Terri to shove the dildo back in and finish the job.
But Terri raised the slippery fuck-tool to her lips and began to lick it, gazing up at Bonny as she did so.
"Ooooh! You're tasting my pussy juice!" Bonny squealed, as she watched her girlfriend's nimble pink lapper slurp on the humming dildo.
"Ummmm-it's yummy!" Terri purred.
She parted her lips and pushed the plastic cockhead into her mouth and sucked on it moistly, her cheeks hollowing in.
She pulled the dildo from her lips and fucked it back into Bonny's pussy, getting it juiced up again.
This time, she held it up to Bonny's mouth. "Taste yourself, honey," she urged.
Bonny sucked the cream-drenched device willingly into her mouth and nursed on it. Adoring the succulence of her own pussy cream, she trembled as she imagined what it would be like to suck Terri's cunt juice up right out of the girl's steaming fuck-hole as Terri creamed.
The possibility seemed not un-likely.
Terri kept on using the vibrator, fucking it into Bonny's cunt and sucking it, then offering it to Bonny's lips again. Then, grinning, Terri fucked the plastic cock into her own smoldering cunt, twisting it around and slathering it with her pussy juice.
She pulled it out and moved it up toward Bonny's face. As the vibrator hummed, cunt juice sprayed from it, splashing onto Bonny's tits.
"Wanna taste me, now?" Terri rasped.
Bonny tilted her head up eagerly and her lips slipped onto the soaking dildo. She sucked and lapped at it, making little hungry sounds. Terri's pussy nectar was every bit as delicious as her own was-and if the stuff was so fucking tasty even served up second hand, on a plastic tube, she could just imagine what it would taste like sucked out of her pussy!
Terri fucked the dildo in Bonny's mouth for a few moments, then drew it away.
With a devilish grin, she thumbed the switch and turned the vibrator off. It came to a shimmering halt, all soaked with Bonny's saliva.
"We don't really need a vibrator, do we, Bonny?" Terri said, meaningfully.
"You-you wanna do some cunt-lapping?" Bonny asked nervously.
"Ummm-don't you?" Terri replied saucily.
"Ooooh-yes!" Bonny whimpered.
And the intrigued observers knew that the next act was going to be even more thrilling than the first....
CHAPTER EIGHT
Bonny had been thinking a great deal about eating pussy and she didn't know which she wanted most-to be the sucker or the suckee, as it were. The girl's tongue felt as hot and horny as her clit did and her mouth was salivating as heavily as her cunt was juicing.
But she knew that it made no difference who dined first, because cunt-lapping was a mutual arrangement between two normal, heterosexual girls.
Terri was bending over Bonny's loins like a hungry tiger about to pounce on some juicy prey, so eager to eat pussy that it seemed as if she should tie a napkin around her neck. She was gazing down into Bonny's cunt gash like a glutton about to take a seat at a banquet.
"Me, first," she panted.
Bonny smiled and tilted her groin up, as if she were serving her pussy on a hairy platter.
Terri blew into Bonny's cunt slot and the pink folds rippled and unfurled like some delectable shellfish steamed on a bed of blonde seaweed.
Terri sank down, tongue first.
She flicked her lapper against Bonny's clit and then licked up her open cunt lips. Bonny began to thrash about wildly at the first contact. She had never felt anything as wonderful as her girlfriend's enthusiastic tongue.
Terri licked around the edges, then began to lap into Bonny's cunt slot like a kitten at a cream bowl. Her tongue spooned the goo out greedily. Her dark head turned from side to side as she worked away, tongue darting and flashing. She began to stab her tongue right up into Bonny's cunt hole.
Bonny was panting as she jerked her loins around, grinding her pussy on Terri's lapper and mopping the girl's mouth with her wet cunt muff.
Terri spread Bonny's pussy open wide with her fingers and tongue-fucked up her cunt hole as far as her nimble lapper would reach, wriggling it around in the tightness. Then she pulled her tongue back out of that sodden cunt slot and flipped it against Bonny's clit.
Bonny hiked her ass up from the bed and swung her hips around in a spiral, and her belly pumped up and down in a fucking motion. Her sleek thighs closed around Terri's face for a moment, clamping her in a velvet vise. But then she threw her legs wide open again, giving Terri free rein to wallow in her groin, with open access to her cunt.
Terri had been using only her tongue to begin with, but now she got down to some serious cunt-sucking. She parted her lips and fitted her mouth on Bonny's cunt as if she were French kissing a bearded mouth. Her lips were glued to Bonny's pussy gash and as she sucked on the slot she fucked her tongue in and out of the girl's hot cunt.
Bonny had her knees hooked up and her feet were pumping in the air as if she were peddling a bicycle upside down. Her whole nubile body was jerking convulsively, every nerve tingling, every sinew snapping, her blood seeming to boil in her veins.
She began to whimper as the first waves of orgasm started to run across her belly.
But Terri was savoring that sweet snack so much that she didn't want her blonde girlfriend to cum too soon. Having a cunt melt in her mouth was the best part of eating pussy, and she was looking forward to that magic moment with eager anticipation. But she was relishing the mouthwork that was going to bring off that creamy reward, as well, wanting to feed for a long time before dessert was served.
When it seemed likely that Bonny was about to cum, Terri drew back slightly. Her drenched lips were smiling and her eyes were glowing darkly. Her radiant face was coated with creamy cunt juice.
Bonny whimpered and jerked her cunt up impatiently, wanting to cum.
Terri paused between courses, though, running her tongue up and down the damp flesh of Bonny's inner thighs, lapping at the creases where her slim legs joined her pelvis, rising up to lick at the golden filigree of her cunt bush. Her tongue rustled through the blonde pussy curls like a moist, pink rodent scurrying through a sunlit forest.
Bonny jerked her ass and hips up higher. As her cunt juice gushed out, her clit was bobbing around in the tide like a little pink log in a foaming flood.
Terri arched her back and shoved her plump little tits into Bonny's crotch. She held the tit globes in her hands and worked her tit meat into Bonny's swampy cunt slot, the stiff nipples rubbing on Bonny's vibrant clit.
Bonny wailed and gurgled with joy. She was taking notes, remembering how her obviously experienced girlfriend was sucking her pussy, so that she would know just how to go about it, herself, when the time came.
With Bonny's ass hiked up high, Terri slid in and began to lick up the crack of her ass. Bonny moaned and drew her knees up to her shoulders, twisting her agile, lithe body into a hoop. If Terri wanted to tongue her ass for a while, Bonny was not about to withhold it.
Terri placed her open hands on the trim, firm cheeks of Bonny's curved ass and spread them apart, exposing the tiny brown bud of her asshole. She ran her lapper up the crack of Bonny's ass and then began to nudge the wet tip right into the blonde girl's shit slot.
"Ooooooh!" Bonny squealed.
Terri murmured merrily as she reamed and -rimmed on Bonny's shit hole, savoring the tangy taste of ass as a sort of side dish to the main course of cunt.
She slobbered into Bonny's asshole, then sucked her drool back out, nicely flavored by that spicy slot. Her tongue fucked in, pushing up the tiny hole and as far into Bonny's ass guts as she could reach.
She spooned out mouthfuls of juicy ass nectar, whetting her appetite even more. Then Terri drew back, ready to finish the job on Bonny's pussy. Bonny slowly and sinuously uncoiled from her hooped position, her ass swinging down onto the bed as she presented her pussy again.
Terri pounced on Bonny's creamy cunt ravenously. Her lips plastered themselves to the cunt slot like a limpet clinging to a slimy rock, and she began to suck voraciously as her lapper stirred and churned up into the caldron.
Bonny coiled and curled, heaved and writhed, rising towards the rapture of a cumming. Cunt cream was pouring out from her cunt now, bubbling onto Terri's lips and filling her greedy mouth.
That precious flood was getting hotter and thicker and creamier as Bonny soared to the crest, her cunt juice turning into girl-cum.
Terri's mouth filled up and she gulped it down and it filled up again. Torrents of pussy foam were pouring from Bonny's cunt now, and the waves of bliss were rushing across her loins and shooting up her thighs, blending into one tidal crest as she rose to the peak.
She came so abundantly that she thought she was spilling her guts out into her girlfriend's avid maw. Crest after crest shook Bonny, and spasm after spasm ignited her.
At long last she stopped cumming and sank back down onto the bed, panting and gasping like a fish out of water. Terri kept on fucking her tongue in and slurping with her lips to make sure that she had it all, working off the last fading jolts and the final ebbing spasms.
When she finally raised her face out of Bonny's crotch, Terri's jaw was dripping like a bitch wolfs looking up from a juicy carcass.
"Nice?" she whispered.
"Oooooh-it was swell!" Bonny moaned.
Terri gave her a speculative look. Eating Bonny's cunt had made the dark girl's own cunt frantic for attention, and she was hoping that Bonny had not lost interest in sucking now that she had gotten her rocks off.
But she needn't have worried.
Bonny had discovered a thing well known to adventurous young ladies-that her mouth had gotten hornier as her cunt got satisfied. Now that her clit was contented, her tongue was steaming for pussy.
"Why don't you sit on my face, Terri?" she purred, sliding her eager tongue across her open lips invitingly-getting it limbered up for the exercise ahead of her.
With a happy squeal, Terri began to move up for the second half of the banquet. Having dined gloriously, now it was her turn to play the serving wench and deliver the next steaming course to her hungry friend.
But as eager as Terri was to get tongue-fucked by Bonny, she was no more eager than three very aroused watchers were, as they continued to observe.
At the keyhole, watching Bonny's cunt spill into Terri's willing maw, Catherine had gotten so horny that she couldn't contain her lust. Her pussy had heated like a lump of burning peat between her thighs and then, without having to so much as touch her pussy, it melted.
Her cunt-cum poured down her thighs as if a dam had burst inside her pussy. Pearly ribbons slid down to her knees and seeped onto the carpet. Her clit exploded like a depth charge in the creamy flood.
It was a very nice climax.
But, as Bonny had just discovered, having her cunt cum did nothing at all to lessen the horniness of her mouth and tongue. With her pussy melted off, Catherine was as hungry for pussy as ever.
And Carl, too, had shot his bolt as he tottered on the wobbling step ladder like some trapeze artist balanced by his prick pole.
He hadn't even given his cock a stroke. He was just holding his prick tightly by the hilt and squeezing, not pumping, when all of a sudden his balls exploded and his cock shot off, spurting his jism high into the air. The thick slime splashed on the window glass like a storm of hot sleet and he was almost thrown from his perch on the recoil of that mighty cock cannon as his jism rocketed out with a muzzle velocity that shook him to the core.
But he managed to cling to the ladder, and his prick didn't soften at all as the fascinated father waited for the next act of daughterly depravity.
Johnny, however, hadn't cum.
How lucky it was that he had already jacked off once today, the youth thought. Because he had fiendish plans for his pounding prick....
CHAPTER NINE
Kneeling over Bonny's upturned face, Terri teased her-and herself, of course-by not squatting down right away. Bonny was flicking her tongue around and craning her neck as she tried to get her face up into her girlfriend's sodden pussy, and Terri was poised just out of reach, her hips swaying provocatively.
She leaned back, lithe and agile as a limbo dancer. Her ass was gliding against Bonny's tits and a trickle of pussy cream slid down her groin and ran into the cleavage between Bonny's tits.
Bonny stared up into Terri's gaping pussy. Terri's cunt was unfurled so wide that Bonny could see right up the fuck-chute, where the darker inner folds were all streaked lavishly with girl-cum. The stuff was sliding down Terri's cunt tube and dripping from the stiff bud of her clit. A gooey glob fell on Bonny's cheek, and her tongue snaked out to gather it up and savor it.
Her face was glowing from the intense heat of the cunt that hovered just above her. It felt as if she were staring into an open furnace.
Bonny reached up and cupped the raven-haired teenager by the cheeks of her hard little ass, pulling her crotch down towards her face.
Terri moaned and sank down then, plastering her cunt on Bonny's open mouth. Bonny's tongue shot out and she began to suck ravenously.
With the first contact, Bonny realized that she needn't have paid so much attention to the way that Terri had been sucking her-that cunt-lapping was the sort of thing that a girl knew how to do instinctively, requiring no training or practice or previous experience at all. She was gobbling like a veteran with the first slurp.
Of course, it might well have been a talent that Bonny had come by honestly, inherited from her cunt-hungry mother-but she didn't know that yet.
Holding Terri by the ass, Bonny jerked her head up and glued her mouth on the girl's drooling pussy, sucking and tonguing greedily.
"Ummmm-ummmm-ummmmm!" she purred, as she discovered just how delicious a snack of cunt was.
She took Terri's stiff clit into her lips and nursed on it as if it were a nipple. But the flow from Terri's fuck-hole was a lot thicker and creamier than had ever been suckled from a tit.
Terri's pussy was so sodden that Bonny's nimble tongue was floating as she fucked it in, hobbling around like a pink raft in a swamp or a slab of cork in a bowl of cream. Girl-cum washed past her parted lips and her throat worked as she swallowed it greedily.
The stuff got thicker by the moment.
It had been like frothy whipped cream on the first mouthful but now, as Terri soared towards the rapture of release, the flood from her pussy was becoming as thick and as sweet as heated honey.
As Bonny whipped her tongue into the gooey cunt gash, she thought that it might stick there, like an insect trapped in a honeypot or preserved in amber. Her mouth was glued to Terri's pussy by a paste of cunt juice and saliva, stuck there like a rubber plunger on a clogged drain.
Terri squirmed, riding happily in the saddle of Bonny's upturned face, and Bonny's lips munched on the rim and her lapper snaked up the fuck-hole.
"Cum-cum!" Bonny begged, yearning to know the joy of having a cunt melt in her mouth.
Terri gazed down past her bouncing tits, watching the top of Bonny's blonde head bob about under the curly dark vee of her cunt mound. She jerked her cunt against Bonny's mouth and Bonny held her close, cupping the cheeks of her ass, one finger nudging into her asshole.
"Cream in my mouth-spunk my tongue!" wailed Bonny, the words muffled, each syllable bubbling as she spoke into that seething pussy.
"Yeah-yeah!" Terri moaned, flashes of rising sensation storming through her loins.
"Oooooh-I'm hungry for your cum, Terri!" Bonny whined, sucking like a sump pump on the flowing fountain, swallowing the cunt juice as it streamed out and voraciously slurping for more. Terri was so fiery hot now that Bonny thought her tongue must be blistering in that seething fuck-slot.
Her magic mouth munched merrily away. Gulping and gasping and gurgling, Bonny feasted in a feeding frenzy. Bonny was in pussy-eater's paradise as she gorged herself in that gooey Garden of Eden. Terri's clit was exploding and Bonny's tongue was going off at the same time as she surged to the bliss of an oral orgasm.
Her neck arched up and she seemed to be trying to bury her whole head into Terri's cunt.
Girl-cum poured out in torrents, gooey threads spilling from her cunt into Bonny's mouth. Bonny's tongue churned into the morass like a tugboat steaming against a turgid tide.
"Ooooh-gonna cream you!" Terri cried.
"Yeah-do it! Do it!" gurgled Bonny, sucking insatiably away, her mouth making all sorts of slurping sounds as she fed like a pig at a trough.
Terri's clit detonated and her cunt-cum came out thick as molasses. Bonny swallowed it and kept on sucking hungrily, wanting more cum, wanting that sweet pussy to keep melting for hours.
Then Johnny could wait no longer....
The boy stepped out of the closet, his prick standing like a pole before his loins. Unsteady on his feet, but grinning wickedly, he approached the bed.
Neither Terri, whose eyes were closed as she creamed, nor Bonny, whose face was buried in Terri's seething pussy, saw the boy at first.
But the other two watchers did.
Carl groaned and almost fell from the ladder again. His prick was like a gigantic petrified serpent as he tottered there. And Catherine's tongue was like a serpent, too-but not petrified. It was all slippery and soft as it snaked from her lips.
Both husband and wife-father and mother-had the very same flashing thought.
Cunt-lapping was one thing.
But sibling incest was another.
And, to their credit, Carl and Catherine both thought that they had a parental obligation to interrupt the affair before it got out of hand.
But it was only a passing thought.
Were they going to interfere?
Like hell they were!
Then Terri became aware that they had company.
The last of her girl-cum trickled into Bonny's greedy maw as Terri smiled with contentment. Her eyes opened, silken lashes fluttering-and she found herself staring right at a massive, stiff prick.
Startled, she looked up at Johnny's face.
"Oh, shit-we're in trouble, she thought.
But then she realized that Bonny's big brother was grinning approvingly and encouragingly, and that he had his magnificent fucker thrusting out so temptingly.
Terri winked and gave him a saucy smile.
Bonny was still gobbling gash, concentrating completely on cunt-lapping, in blissful ignorance.
Terri pulled her pussy away. Her crotch was so wet and gooey that, for an instant, her fuckslot stuck to Bonny's lips as if glued there. Then they parted with a loud, juicy slurping sound.
"Stay here-let me suck you again," Bonny whined.
"Errrr-there's something you don't know, honey," Terri said as she sat back on Bonny's tits.
Bonny frowned and looked up-then she gulped and blushed in furious embarrassment.
"Johnny!" she gasped.
She held a hand up before her reddening face, as if trying to hide her soaking cunt-lapper lips-but she was peering out through her splayed fingers and, as Terri had, she quickly realized that her brother did not seem inclined to castigate or blame them.
Johnny looked far more fascinated than he did shocked by his discovery.
"Errrr-you aren't gonna tell on us, are you, sweet brother?" she whimpered.
She had no idea that the only two people he might blab to were already well aware of her depravity.
"Naw," Johnny said. "Anyway, not so long as you girls treat me right."
He glanced down significantly at his stiff prick.
"What-what do you mean, Johnny?" Bonny asked him, although she knew damned well what he meant.
"You suck each other. How about it you suck my cock, Sis?" Johnny croaked.
"Oh!" Bonny gasped. She looked at Terri for advice.
Terri shrugged.
"You wanna?" that dark-haired nymph asked.
And Bonny grinned and said: "Let's!"
CHAPTER TEN
Terri, who loved sucking pricks as much as she loved eating pussy, reached out and took Johnny's hairy balls in her hand, lifting the heavy bags in her palm as if judging how much cum they contained.
She pulled his cock closer to her face, gazing at it lasciviously. Bonny was also staring at her big brother's massive hard-on, but she looked more shy and demure than Terri, as was fitting for a younger sister.
But the gleam in the girl's blue eyes was as hungry as that in the dark eyes of her lustful girlfriend, and the tip of her tongue showed between her moist, damp lips. Now that Bonny knew how great cunt-lapping was, the cute youngster was eager to try the other half of oral sex. And the fact that it was her own brother's cock that happened to be available made the prospect even more exciting. Incest was naughty-and breaking a taboo was always thrilling.
"What a nice prick your brother has," Terri murmured, holding his cock and rubbing the slimy tip against her cheek as her hand lightly skimmed the cockstalk.
Pre-cum bubbled from his piss hole and laid a glistening trail as it spilled out onto Terri's cheek. She turned her face and kissed the side of his cockknob. The purple slab expanded like a balloon.
Terri teased his pricktip with her tongue.
"Yummy," she whimpered, as Johnny groaned and his cock bucked violently.
The raven-haired teenager slid her lips up onto the tip of his cock and kissed the oozing no clit. Pre-cum ran onto her lips, then onto her tongue as she fluttered it under the wedge-shaped cockhead.
Bonny looked on, panting like a dog.
Giggling, Terri turned her wrist and levered Johnny's cock around so that the flaring prickknob was aimed at his sister's radiant face. Bonny's eyes crossed as she gazed at that fat purple prickhead, fixing her cockeyed attention on the sibling cockmeat.
"Want a taste?" Terri whispered.
"Yeah-lick my cock, Sis!" Johnny gasped.
Bonny hesitated.
But the girl wasn't having any last-moment doubts or misgivings or inhibitions. She was simply savoring the expectation, with her mouth watering and her tongue tingling.
Then she bobbed her head forward and her tongue lapped at his cockhead. That enthusiastic lapper slurped over the meaty slab, gathering up a tongueful of pre-cum and she drew back to relish the first taste.
"Ummmmm-cock is scrumptious," she purred.
Johnny shoved his hard-on out towards her frantically. He was desperate to get his rocks off in one of those sexy female mouths. Terri was a marvelously desirable young lady. But because Bonny was his sister and the charm of incest was involved, the horny youth wanted to face-fuck her even more than her girlfriend.
Terri understood that and was generous, knowing that although she was drooling for his sweet cockmeat herself, she would get a real kinky kick out of watching him shoot off in his sister's pretty mouth.
"Why don't you blow your brother, Bonny?" Terri suggested. "I'll lick his balls while you suck on his cock, and you can drink his fuckjuice." She was exciting herself by her own words. "And after you milk his first load out, Johnny can fuck my cunt."
"Yeah!" the young man enthused.
It seemed a wonderful arrangement. He could get sucked and fucked both-and he knew damned well that his cock and balls were up to it. And more, come to that, for the randy youth had never felt so inspired, so bursting with sexual stamina and vitality and boundless potency.
His spying had done the job well, as was only fitting in a member of the Medlock family, his genes carrying the lustful inclination to play the peeper and become dynamically aroused-just as, at that very moment, the parents who had passed on the trait were hot as hell again.
His father was grimacing as he looked back and forth between his little daughter's sweet lips and his son's bulging cockhead, longing to see the coupling of the two and the sibling suck that must ensue. Carl envied Johnny the prospect, wishing that it could be his own hot cockmeat that was going to be enveloped in the girl's greedy mouth, his own cum-load that his daughter would soon be drinking.
Catherine was equally turned on, wishing that she could suck her son's magnificent prick and swallow his jism.
A dark desire for incest was beginning to overwhelm even the deeply rooted voyeur instincts in both of those peeping parents as they watched their kids at play.
Terri held Johnny's cock by the hilt in her fist, tugging back on his prickstalk so that his slick cockknob flared out widely from the long, thick fucker. That hot slab of cockmeat loomed up before his sister's lustful face.
Bonny began licking his slimy cockhead again, laving all over the meaty wedge. The musky, gamy flavor of hot prickmeat drove her wild, tantalizing her taste buds. Cockmeat was every bit as delicious as pussy, she realized, and the taste and texture of his pre-cum seepage were making the girl ravenous for his full cum-load.
She tongued up his pre-cum and her frothy saliva silvered his purple cockhead, making it glisten. Her slobber was almost steaming from the fiery cockmeat.
Bonny took her brother's cockhead into her mouth and began to suck on it adoringly.
Her cheeks indented as she sucked and her lips turned outward on the cockstalk. Her tongue glided around against the wedge-shaped underside of his prickknob, bathing the flaring cockmeat as she nursed on it with her greedy lips, going suck-crazy on the succulent fucker.
She stared down his long cockrod at his hairy balls as she mouthed the tube that soon would play the pipeline, delivering the cum from his balls into her hungry mouth.
Terri took her hand off his cockshaft and leaned in to whip her tongue against his balls. She nuzzled the bloated bags and kissed and licked his cock root.
Bonny began to duck her head down, feeding more of his cockshaft into her mouth.
Terri twisted limberly around and turned her face up so that she could fit her parted lips against the heavily veined underside of his prick. She pulled her mouth up and down through a few inches at the base, playing his prick like a meaty flute.
Johnny began to hump then, fucking into his little sister's willing maw. His hard prick ran through Terri's wet lips and plunged into Bonny's mouth, sliding in a bit deeper with every thrust.
Bonny met her brother in counterpoint, slamming her head down as he pumped out. Her golden tresses tumbled about her cheeks as she sucked. She sank down farther on his fat cockstalk, as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel. Her lips met Terri's lips at the root of his cock.
She gagged as Johnny's seething cockhead fucked back into her throat. But she took it all in gladly and her lips went right down to the hilt, so that Terri had to move back to his balls to make room. All of Johnny's prick was vanishing in the oval collar of his sister's sweet lips. Her chin brushed his big balls.
She pulled her mouth back up to his cockknob, sucking through every thick, pounding inch. She nursed on his meaty cockhead for a moment, then her head went back down and she took his prick balls-deep into her hungry maw again, letting his cockknob fuck into her gullet.
"Ulppppp!" she gulped as he gored her throat on the hammering cock-thrust. Then she purred as he drew his prick back through her lips.
Bonny soon realized that cock-sucking came as naturally to her as cunt-lapping had, and that she was giving head skillfully and expertly, so that her brother was enjoying her mouth as much as she enjoyed the mouthful.
His balls swung out like a blackjack, hitting her under the chin. They were getting heavier with every fuck-stroke as his cum-load built up. Soon, his balls were too full to swing, and his balls rolled out under his cock, bowling into his sister's face as she bobbed down.
Bonny's gluttonous mouth was claiming every inch of Johnny's prick now, pushing down so that her lips plastered around the hairy base, leaving not a single inch on which cock-starved Terri could suck and lick. The raven-haired girl had to contact herself with tonguing his balls as they rolled out like cannonballs under his prick.
Terri was willing to wait for Bonny to milk his first cum-load out, knowing that she would be getting a lovely cuntful next, but the lewd girl was really burning with desire. She lapped all over his cum-laden balls, then slid behind him and began to rim out his asshole.
Johnny gasped as Terri's tongue shot up through his tense shit ring. His loins lurched and his prick plunged into his sister's mouth, tilting her blonde head back as the cockknob hit her throat.
Then he drew back and his ass shoved back into Terri's face as she fucked her tongue into his shit hole again.
The boy's piss hole was seeping steadily now, pre-cum dribbling down his sister's throat and sliming her darting tongue. As he pulled his prick out, his fat cockshaft was drenched with her slobber and streaks of thicker pre-cum traced through her saliva. Then he fucked in again and she sucked the fluids back from his cockrod.
The succulence of Johnny's pre-cum was whetting Bonny's appetite, driving her crazy. The girl was starved for her brother's hot, thick jism.
"Slime me, Johnny!" she whimpered as his cockhead pulled out over her lips. "Jizz in my mouth-hose me-unghhhh!"
Her pleading words broke off as his cockknob slammed back into her gullet.
Johnny was soaring towards the crest, rising onto his toes as he buried his boner in his sister's mouth, settling back onto Terri's face on the backstroke as he continued to rim out his asshole with gusto.
His prick hissed in through Bonny's lips and skimmed over her flashing tongue, sinking back into her mouth as she deep-throated him. His balls seemed as big and as solid as boulders now. They came rolling up against her face like rocks in a landslide.
"Cream me, Johnny-ulphhh-spunk in my-unghhhh-mouth, Johnny-slime my-glug!" Bonny whimpered around his maw-stuffing cock.
"Sis-Sis-ahhhh-swallow it, Sis!" the boy croaked as he felt his balls erupt.
His steaming jism flooded Bonny's mouth and throat, great gooey globs of cock cream pouring onto her tongue and shooting into her cheeks and hosing her throat.
Bonny gulped the sweet prick nectar down and her head kept on bobbing on his spurting cock as he pumped more and more fuck-juice into her face. She adored the fucking stuff! She loved the flavor and the gooey thickness of boycum, and she was wild with the wanton knowledge that it was her own brother's cum she was drinking.
So much cum had poured down her throat that she could almost feel it sloshing around in her belly, a great steaming tide of cock cream washing her insides. He kept on pumping more jism out, and Bonny cherished every precious drop.
Terri gave his asshole a last stabbing with her tongue, then shifted around to watch from close up as Johnny emptied the last of his cum into his little sister's greedy maw. Creamy cum was bubbling from Bonny's lips, and Terri ducked into lick up the overflow, envying the blonde girl that scrumptious load of brotherly jizz.
Terri wished that she had a brother.
And she wished that she had a cuntful of hard cock, as well.
Her second wish was about to be granted....
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Carl was crouching on the step ladder, his body hunched over on the rungs. His prick was towering up so tall that the cockknob was damned near brushing him under the chin, and his balls were hanging down heavily.
The birds were twittering in the trees nearby.
Carl was desperate to get his rocks off again but he was a captive to the performance in Bonny's bedroom. There ws no way that he was going to leave the window while the kids were still carrying on.
Once the performance had finally ended, Carl figured he would go back to the bedroom and sink his cock into his sexy wife again.
He hoped she was still in the mood for fucking.
And, of course, she was-except that Catherine was no longer in the bedroom.
Kneeling at the keyhole, she was as desperately turned on as Carl was, her nipples shooting out like missiles, her cunt spilling out steaming foam and her tongue lashing across her lips.
She, too, was held captive, her gaze glued to the incestuous frolicking. She figured that now that the kids had started fooling around together, they would most likely be fucking and sucking a lot from now on.
Catherine knew just what she had to do about that naughty situation, as well.
She had to phone a locksmith and have a larger keyhole fitted in the bedroom door!
And as the audience of two continued to pay rapt attention, the performers continued to tread the boards, moving on to the next act in this passion play.
Bonny's magic mouth had pulled every drop of jism out of Johnny's balls now, but she kept on nursing on his glossy cockknob until, with a groan, the youth pulled it out of her mouth. Her lips stayed open in an oval, jism streaking them and running down from the corners.
Terri slid in and licked up the cock slime from Bonny's lips and chin.
Then they both turned to look at Johnny.
The youth was swaying back and forth on his feet and his balls were dangling down loose and empty, but his splendid cock still stood like a hammer before his loins. Now Terri was glad that Bonny had milked off his first load of jizz, realizing that he would last longer when they fucked, pounding away for ages while his next cum-load built up.
The dark-haired teenager rolled over onto her back, tilting her smoldering pussy up invitingly as she waited for Johnny to mount her missionary fashion.
But Bonny was still hungry.
"Let him fuck you from behind," she suggested. "When I can snack on both of you."
Terri complied happily, turning onto her flank and hooking her top knee up, so that her groin was spread open, accessible from both front and back.
Johnny's trembling legs lowered him onto the bed and he lay behind Terri. His prick whacked against the trim cheeks of her squirming ass, then slid into her crotch. His cockhead flared in her fuck-slot, but he didn't fuck in right away. His balls had begun to fill up again, slowly.
Bonny lay facing Terri and they kissed and cuddled for a tender moment. Then Bonny began to move down the other girl's body. She paused for a bit of tit-sucking, tongued out her belly button and licked her curly, ebony-tressed cunt mound. She moved lower still, then, so that her face was level with Terri's pussy.
She watched her brother's fat, purple cockhead swell and pulse in the wet cunt slot. Bonny whimpered, envying Terri that lovely pussyful of cock now, just as Terri had been jealous of the mouthful of cock that Bonny had hogged all to herself.
Johnny's prick was enormous and Terri was a slender girl, and for a moment Bonny wondered if his prick would fit in Terri's cunt. But then she recalled how wet and pliable that cunt was and knew that there would be no problem.
Bonny ran her fingertips against Terri's cuntlips, then drew them down her brother's slippery cockshaft, tracing along the thick ventral vein. She held his balls and felt them swelling promisingly, each new cum drop running in like sodden sand in an hourglass. She felt all around in Terri's crotch, pulling gently on her clit and fingering Johnny's cockknob as it throbbed in the pussy slot.
Then she folded her fist around his prick and began to inch it up Terri's pussy.
Johnny pushed his pelvis out, his belly pressed against the delightful curve of Terri's ass. He held her by the hips as Terri wriggled, screwing her cunt down onto his fucker.
Her cuntlips were sucking the youth's cock in greedily, like a hungry mouth.
Johnny whimpered at the sensation. He had fucked his sister's mouth just as if it had been a cunt, and now her girlfriend's cunt was sucking his cock like a mouth. The two randy young girls were fitted with fuck-holes at both ends, maws and muffs interchangeable as cum-buckets.
Inch by inch, Terri's cunt muscles dragged Johnny's fat cock up inside her pussy. Her wet cunt fluttered and clenched around his prick like a Chinese finger puzzle, the sensation driving the horny boy wild. He thrust out and buried the last two inches, all of his cockshaft fucking into her steaming pussy and his balls jamming into her crotch.
He held his cock deep in her, and Terri wiggled and squirmed on the huge cuntful, moaning with joy of having her randy fuck-hole stuffed with cockmeat. They weren't humping yet. His cock was buried but not fucking in and out, but her insatiable pussy was milking and pulling on his prickmeat so skillfully that Johnny figured he could get his rocks off that way, without humping at all-just holding his cock buried in her cunt and letting her cunt muscles frig him off. The walls of her cunt gripped his prick like a soft wringer.
Then Bonny joined in eagerly, pushing her face up close and starting to lick lovingly around the edges of the coupling, lavishly lapping at both cock and cunt.
What a treat it was for Bonny! She loved sucking cunt and adored sucking cock, and having a chance to tongue both at the same time filled her with rapture.
She was adding greatly to the pleasure of the fuckers, as well, as her nimble slurper laved juicily on the junction of pussy and prick.
She mouthed her brother's balls and ran the tip of her tongue up and down on Terri's cuntlips. She lapped the girl's trembling clit and the veined root of Johnny's prick and slipped her tongue right up into Terri's cunt hole, thrusting it alongside Johnny's prick.
Girl-cum oozed out of Terri's cunt slot, seeping onto the hilt of Johnny's cock as he stuffed her fuck-tunnel. Bonny gathered up the pearly pussy cream happily.
Then they started the fucking action.
Terri began to move first, fucking her cunt up and down on a couple inches of Johnny's prick. Her pink cuntlips pulled up the thick cockrod, then pushed back down and spread out around the base, all sticky and pasty with fuck-slime.
Johnny grunted and fell into the slow fucking tempo with the girl, throwing the meat to her pussy in a steady, grinding motion.
He held her by her pelvis and hauled her ass back against his belly as he fucked his cock up into her cunt. They slid together like a mortar and pestle, and each time he sank his prick into her fuck-hole, cunt juice sprayed from the cockfilled cunt slot.
The hot stuff hung over Terri's groin in a fine, damp mist-a sort of fuck-juice fog into which Bonny was thrusting her eager face as she continued to use her tongue on cock and cunt.
Johnny's ass corkscrewed on the thrust, and Terri's ass jerked back to meet him as his huge cock fucked up into the depths of her loins, coring her cunt like an apple.
Bonny wondered where all of that gigantic prick was going. She drew back for a moment to gaze at Terri's slim belly, half expecting to see the outline of her brother's cockstalk raised up there like the mound of a burrowing mole. His thick prick was stretching Terri's cuntlips out wide as he poured the prick in vigorously.
It almost seemed as if the head of his cock might come pushing out of her mouth.
Then he pulled his prick out again, the cocklance slathered with cunt juice, milky streaks tracing the pulsing tube like a filigree.
Bonny lapped the cunt cream off her brother's cock as it emerged. His fucker came out drenched with pussy cream and sank back in soaking with saliva.
They started fucking a little faster, his prick plunging in more violently, rattling her pelvis on the in-stroke and pulling her cuntlips out on the cockstalk as he withdrew from the clutching fuck-hole.
Bonny whimpered and opened her mouth wide as she lowered her face into Terri's crotch again. She clamped her lips onto the coupling voraciously.
She began sucking on Terri's cunt hungrily as Johnny's fuck-rod slid in and out, mouthing both of them with wanton abandon. Johnny was fucking through his sister's mouth as his cock went in and out of the ther girl's smoldering, soaking cunt hole.
His balls rolled up into the corner of Bonny's open mouth as nis prick disappeared in Terri's pussy. Then he pulled back and his juicy fucker slid through Bonny's parted lips until his cockknob appeared in Terri's cunt gash.
Bonny was going suck-crazy again, really relishing that two-course meal that was being served up on Terri's hairy tray. The gamy flavor of cockmeat and the tangy taste of cunt were blended into one succulent meat course. And cunt juice mixed with pre-cum to make a fragrant, steaming gravy that delectably sauced the entree like some culinary masterpiece prepared by a great chef.
Johnny jolted in hard now, and Terri churned to meet him as the teenaged fuckers started to soar towards the blissful heights of sensation.
His prick plugged her pussy to the brim, and his sister feasted joyfully on the savory smorgasbord provided by prick and pussy. She kept lapping and slurping and sucking until she had a brimming mouthful, throwing her head back to quaff it down, then diving into Terri's crotch to get more.
Yearning for dessert now, Bonny began to whimper for them to cream. Her mouth moved on Terri's cunt slot and Johnny's cock as she moaned.
"Cum, Terri, darling-slime her cunt, Johnny-fill her cunt for me-"
The boy began to heave spasmodically, whipping his fucker in so fast that it was a blur as it sped through his sister's lips en route to Terri's cunt core. The fierce friction of that fucking prick was causing Bonny's lips to overheat. If his cock hadn't been so well lubricated by cunt juice, it would have blistered Bonny's lips. She thought that smoke must be pouring out of her mouth, as if she were burning out a bearing.
Terri's fuck-hole was as hot as Johnny's cock, so that as he buried it up her they seemed to be melting together, their flesh bonding. The depths of her fuck-hole were smoldering with a fire that only a load of cock cream could put out, and Terri began to cry out frantically for Johnny to empty his balls into her pussy.
Johnny fucked in savagely and wailed as he felt his tortured cum-load blow out violently. His cock rocketed in and his jism came spurting up the tube and hosed out into her pussy with the high pressure of an oil well suddenly bringing in a gusher.
Terri screamed in ecstasy as she felt her cunt flooded with hot boy-cum. The cum played the catalyst, and her own girl-cum flowed out as she creamed.
Johnny pumped in again, spurting more of the precious fuck-juice into her melting pussy. Cum and pussy cream came pouring from her cunt gash-and Bonny gurgled in rapture as she sucked up their double cumming, her horny mouth sucking fuck-slime up like a sponge.
Rhythmically and steadily, the boy kept fucking, draining off his cum-load as he fucked her through the spasms of her own creaming.
At last, his ass and hips stopped humping and he lay still, his cock surging as the final drops of his jism oozed out in a trickle.
Terri jerked around for a moment, finishing herself off on his cock.
Bonny kept on feasting on the linked fuckmeat and overflowing cream.
Johnny groaned and began to tug his prick slowly out of Terri's fuck-hole. His cock came out as it had gone in, inch by inch-and each inch ran through his sister's lips and against her tongue as it withdrew.
The cockknob appeared in Terri's cunt slot, stuck for an instant, then popped out like a cork from a bottle. His enormous fucker was shuddering and starting to bend slightly. As he flopped over onto his back, that meaty tube swung over his loins like an elephant's trunk.
Johnny was inhaling hard, gulping for breath in the aftermath of his mind-numbing cumming. Each time he inhaled his cock flared, as if it were connected to his lungs.
His little sister gazed at that mighty cock, well aware that it had not yet gone limp-far from it.
His prick seemed to be starting to get hard as stone again.
Like sugarplum fairies, incestuous images danced in the young girl's fevered mind.
Then she looked at Terri's pussy.
That vacated fuck-slot was gaping open and a deluge of cream and cum was cascading out, like the remains of the fuck brought home in a dripping doggy bag.
Bonny just had to finish her meal, so she jammed her head between Terri's legs again and plastered her mouth on the girl's foaming fuck slot, sucking in a frenzy. She began to suck every drop of the fuck-juice out, letting it slime her tongue and then swallowing it.
As Bonny licked the platter clean, her head was down, diving on Terri's pussy, and her knees were drawn up under her, so that her curved ass was sticking up.
Bonny had gotten herself into a doggy-fucking position as she feasted on Terri's pussy, not even realizing how readily accessible and inviting her cunt was as she concentrated hungrily on her girlfriend's soaking fuck-hole.
But her position intrigued her brother.
It also intrigued the parental peepers at the window and the keyhole as they eagerly awaited the next naughty performance on their daughter's bed....
CHAPTER TWELVE
Johnny watched his little sister's tightly rounded ass squirm and wiggle at the base of her slender back as, at the other end of her arched backbone, her blonde head turned in Terri's crotch like a terrier shaking a rat.
His cock was standing up like a periscope now, as if it, too, were gazing on the scene of lascivious lesbian love, the cleft open like a staring eye.
He gave his prick a tug, and that big fucker snapped and jerked and jolted as it became fully erect and hard as a nail again. Johnny grinned happily at the thought of another incestuous fucking. He guessed that fucking his sister's cunt was probably even naughtier than having her suck him off. And the prospect was all the more thrilling and exciting because it was so wicked.
Carl and Catherine thought so, too.
It was starting to dawn on them that incest was incest and cunt-lapping was cunt-lapping that their pretty little daughter was already corrupted and depraved in both regards. And, since it was too late to protect her lost innocence and chastity, perhaps they might enjoy her depravity themselves.
Neither aware that the other was also an observer, they came separately to the same conclusions.
But still their compulsion to spy held them in place, for the moment, as they watched their son rise onto his knees and move behind their daughter's upthrust ass.
Johnny began to stroke the trim cheeks of his sister's asscheeks, his cock angled up between them. When she felt his hands on her ass, Bonny raised her head out of Terri's gooey groin and glanced back over her shoulder.
Johnny raised his eyebrows in question, and Bonny grinned and nodded.
She had no qualms at all about breaking the ultimate taboo. And, having seen how her brother's huge prick had plunged so satisfyingly up into Terri's pussy and how well he had jizzed her-for she was sucking that sweet slime out and knew how abundant it was-Bonny was yearning to get her own pussy stuffed.
"Ummmm-fuck me, Johnny!" she urged.
She lowered her face back onto Terri's cunt and hiked her cute ass a bit higher.
Johnny nudged his cock up between the cheeks of her ass, sliding it up and down in that snug channel as if getting his cock warmed up for her cunt hole. His prickknob flared against the tiny bud of her asshole and some pre-cum dribbled out, lubricating the puckered slot.
He was tempted to ass-fuck his little sister, and he hesitated, with his fat cockknob poised at the portals. But he figured that he would have to get his big cock all lubricated in advance before he would be able to wedge it up such a tiny slot-and what better place to oil his cock than up Bonny's slippery pussy?
He stroked up and down through her ass crack a few more times, then dipped down and fitted his bulging cockhead into her cunt. He stirred his prick around in the cunt slot, moving the cockknob like a spoon in a heated honey pot. Bonny was grinding her ass back against his belly, eager to have him ram the whole long fucker up her pussy.
Her tongue shot up into Terri's cunt, and her clit flared on her brother's prickknob as both horny ends of her body worked as one.
Her damp flesh shimmered and glowed. Her movements were sinuous, sensuous, serpentine. She coiled and uncoiled, squirmed and wriggled.
Johnny began to inch his prick up her cunt.
The sensation of having her brother's huge, hard prick slowly fucking into her pussy caused Bonny to tremble violently. It felt so wonderful that all of her concentration centered on her cunt, and the girl even forgot-for a moment-to suck on Terri's cunt.
His cock fucked in and in and just seemed to keep right on going. His cockhead was already deeper than the electric dildo had gone. His prick was blazing a trail into unexplored territory.
With a lurch, he bottomed out in his sister's cunt. He had fucked in to the balls, and his cockhead was as deep as it could go.
Bonny gasped with the joy of it.
Her brother's gigantic cock was rammed up her pussy so far that she thought it might come sliding out of her mouth and move on into Terri's cunt-that he would be fucking Terri through the buffer of her body.
Holding her by the hips, Johnny rolled her ass against his flat belly so that her cunt tube wound around on his buried cockshaft. It felt good to him.
He pulled his cock out slowly from her dragging cunt, paused, then fucked into her again. His cock sank in to the root and his balls came swinging up to slap against her crotch, spraying out fuck-juice from her lathered cunt slot.
His sister's cunt was tighter than Terri's, clutching and clinging. Johnny slow-fucked into his sibling's sweet little pussy, changing the angles. He dipped down and fed her a long, slow, underslung fuck-stroke that slid his rippling cockrod across her clit and made the taut bud tingle. Then he hiked up and fucked in from above, pushing her ass down as he sank his prick up her cunt.
His ass shifted and he thundered in from one side, then shoveled the cockmeat to her from the other. He began to change the pace as well as the angles, feeding her a fast thrust, then a slow stroke.
Bonny had begun sucking on Terri's cunt again now, fucking her tongue up her cunt each time that Johnny's cock fucked into her own pussy, as if that massive cocklance was filling her whole body and forcing her lapper from her lips.
Terri, too, had the impression that she was getting fucked as Bonny's tongue slid up into her foaming cunt-that Johnny was fucking her from out of his sister's mouth, his long prick transfixing Bonny's body.
Johnny jolted in, heaving Bonny's ass up on his stiff prick, lifting her knees right off the bed and shoving her face against Terri's cunt. Her lapper whipped out. Then he drew back and as his prick came sliding from her cunt, her tongue retracted from Terri's fuck-hole and Bonny inhaled, sucking out another mouthful of cunt cream.
Each time Johnny poured the prick to her pussy, the trim cheeks of Bonny's ass parted, revealing her asshole. It was an inviting sight and Johnny, totally abandoned to fuck-lust, was keen to try all the variations. Ass-fucking was naughty, and he found the prospect compelling.
He dragged his cock out of the suction tube of her cunt and slid it up through the crack of her ass, then hiked up so that the cockrod was aimed right up her shit chute. He began to nudge his cock into the tight slot of her asshole.
Bonny gurgled and started to raise her head, thinking that in his frenzy her brother had somehow gotten his prick up the wrong hole.
But then she realized that Johnny knew exactly what he was doing. And the thought of having an asshole full of cockmeat was a real turn on-and anyhow, she couldn't raise her head if she wanted to, because her mouth was glued tightly to Terri's soaking pussy.
Bonny's snug asshole resisted for a moment, and Johnny grimaced, thinking that his big prick was not going to fit up into her tight ass.
Then her ass muscles rippled and loosened slightly, and Bonny pushed back against him and his cockhead suddenly vanished in her asshole.
Grunting like a hog, Johnny fucked in, working his prick slowly up into his sister's ass guts.
"Oh! Ohhhh!" Bonny squealed into Terri's cunt.
Her shit chute was being spread out wide around his prick. It hurt a little, but not much, the faint pain only enhancing the thrill of the ass-fucking.
Her asshole was sucking and pulling on his cock as if Bonny were trying to digest his cockmeat in reverse. He fucked in and in, then buried his prick to the hilt, his balls hanging down in her crotch, swinging from the base of his prick.
His cockhead was buried in her ass guts and his cockshaft was levering around, and Bonny was gasping into Terri's cunt with the rapture of that ass-stuffing. With a prick so far up her ass and her tongue so far up a cunt, the girl's alimentary canal was going crazy, both ends of her digestive tract tingling blissfully.
Johnny pulled his prick out, tugging against the clinging suction, then fucked in again, shaking her pelvis. He shagged her ass a few times, then pulled his soiled prick out and shoved it back up her cunt hole, fucking in furiously. Not knowing which of her twin fuck-tunnels felt better, he began to alternate.
He pounded his cock up her pussy, then fucked it back into her shit chute, taking a solitary stroke into each tight fuck-hole in turn.
Bonny's loins were steaming, so hot that she couldn't tell which hole her brother was filling as he fucked into her ass, then her cunt, then her ass again. That hissing cockmeat seemed to be in both fuck-holes at once.
Her cunt sucked, her shit hole dragged and her head wallowed about in Terri's smoldering crotch like a playful porpoise in a heated pool.
Bonny began to cum-all over.
Her pussy was melting on Johnny's cock and her ass guts were dissolving as he pumped his erotic enema up into her rippling asshole, and her mouth was slobbering and sputtering in an oral orgasm.
Bonny felt as if her whole body were melting, her flesh and blood and bones turning into cunt-cum, even her brains dissolving into cum. She was sucking cunt madly at one end, and her brother was pounding her pussy to paste, grinding her ass to jelly.
Still switching fuck-holes, Johnny packed the fudge furiously, then pumped her pussy with equal vigor. The youth had begun to shake and tremble. He knew that his sister was creaming. He could feel her cunt turning to a swamp, her ass guts melting to a morass, and he could hear her muffled cries of joy as she soared to the crest and held there.
Her cumming was prolonged, sustained. Bonny was going to keep right on creaming as long as Johnny kept fucking her.
Terri began to flood Bonny's hungry maw as she, too, rose to the creamy crest. Bonny gulped the girl's pussy-cum down voraciously. It came out thick and steaming and, as she swallowed it, Bonny wondered if the cunt-cum was pouring over Johnny's cockhead as he fucked that swollen prick far up into her belly.
Johnny rammed up into her ass and his cockhead splashed in her ass guts, and she didn't know if he was shooting his cum-load or if that cockknob was simply sloshing around in the cunt cream she was drinking.
Then Johnny reached the peak, too.
He was in the process of switching from his sister's asshole to her cunt when he felt his balls erupt.
He fucked his prick up into her pussy just in time, burying it as the cum shot up the cockstalk.
His first slimy spurt of jism hosed into her cunt in a molten tide.
Groaning and grimacing, he whipped his fucker out of her cunt and rammed it into her shit chute, as his second hot squirt sped from his piss hole.
Bonny felt her brother's sibling slime running through her guts and she greedily gulped down another bellyful of cunt-cum to go with it.
Like some fleshy fucking machine, Johnny pounded steadily away, feeding her a jism jet in her fuck-hole and then a cum rocket up her ass.
As his balls drained off, his fuck-strokes started to become jerky and erratic.
It was evident that soon the potent youth's balls would be emptied again, his huge prick spent.
And now, from the way he was gasping, it seemed un-likely that he could manage another encore.
That was when their mother came in.
The door opened and, naked and flushed and licking her lips, Catherine stepped into the bedroom.
Carl saw her, of course.
The man had been struggling against his base incestuous longings but now, as he saw that his wife had surrendered to her own similar urges, he lost the last vestige of decency.
His face haunted by horniness, Carl stared at his wife through the cum-stained windowstained by his cum-and then with a low, growling gurgle, he threw the window up and climbed into the room.
Catherine and Carl looked at each other, their eyes locked for a moment.
A fleeting sense of shame came, and instant ly passed, for it was the same shameful intentions that they shared.
And which could blame the other?
Moving at the same time, they approached the fucking platform of their daughter's bed from opposite sides, and stood there gazing down at the randy kids.
Carl's cock was standing out, a great war club of a tool with a heavy, throbbing knob.
And Catherine's tongue was flailing from her lips like a lash.
The kids were not yet aware they had been joined.
Their three-way cumming was gradually winding down as Terri shuddered through the last sweet spasms and the flow from her cunt lessened, and Johnny poured out the dregs of his cum in a mere trickle, and Bonny, between them, moaned through the final waves of her long climax.
Johnny took his final fuck-stroke up his sister's asshole, then pulled his prick out and collapsed across the bed.
His cock sagged and dropped down his thigh.
But his cock was still a fat, meaty coil, all tastily juiced from his sister's cunt hole and shit chute.
As she stared at the youth's well-used prick, his mother whimpered hungrily.
Johnny stared up at his mom and dad, horror registering on his face-and then wonderment, as he saw that they were not showing the slightest anger-that, instead, they were showing a stiff prick and a fluttering lapper.
Terri opened her eyes and blinked in alarm. But then that wanton little minx shrugged and started grinning.
They weren't her parents, after all.
Bonny was the last of the young orgiasts to realize they had been joined.
Her head was still down, her ass still up.
Cum dribbled from her asshole and ran down to mingle with the creamier flow from her cunt.
Poised there, she sighed happily.
Then she, too, looked up.
Bonny cried out in dismay as her lust-misted eyes took in the terrifying situation.
And for a moment, it failed to register accurately.
Bonny thought that her daddy was standing there with a huge club, about to beat her brains out-and that her mom was about to lash her with a wet whip.
And then the girl identified those weapons, realizing it was not to be punishment at all....
