It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of Americans within its confines, thereby maintaining an image unique in this country today. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has in turn been touched to some extent by emotions common to all men-greed, lust, envy, and distress.
SISTER WANTS IT ALL is a story of everyday, responsible people whose lives are wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your neighborhood. Respectable citizens-yes, but not without foibles and weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city.
SISTER WANTS IT ALL provides a unique insight into those emotions with which we all must live, a look at America at the grass-roots level.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Nancy Devlin was very excited to have her big sister home from college. Nancy looked up to Carol so much and she really had missed her. And if ever a girl had ever needed some advice from somebody older, whom she could absolutely trust, it was Nancy.
Nancy's problems may have been a common one for a girl her age, but that didn't make it any less difficult. It was something she could never discuss with her uptight parents but she was sure her big sister would understand, and so Nancy waited until everyone else was in bed before asking Carol for help. If the rest of the family found out her secret, Nancy knew she'd never hear the end of it. For such a simple question, it sure caused her a lot of grief-to be or not to be-a virgin.
Carol must have gone through the same thing, Nancy had been telling herself for months. I'm so lucky to have a big sister like her I can talk to, so I can learn from her experience.
Of course, at the bottom of Nancy's need to discuss her problem with her sister was a natural curiosity, too. Was Carol herself still a virgin? And if she wasn't, she just might reveal....
"What it's like to fuck," Nancy sighed now, as she had so many times before. "How does a big, hard cock feel in your pussy?"
As she always did when she used this kind of forbidden language, Nancy shivered with erotic arousal. It made her cherry cunt moisten and spasm. Indeed, she couldn't help briefly touching herself down there, just long enough so the rubbing gave her what she guessed might be an orgasm. That was something else she'd have to ask Carol about-coming.
It was about midnight and the house was still as Nancy crept down the hall toward her sister's room. When she saw the crack of light under the door she sighed with relief, Carol was still up. But then, before she had a chance to lightly knock, Nancy froze. For, it turned out, Carol was not alone.
"No, silly, not like that," Nancy overheard her big sister giggle. "Here. Mmmm-hmmmm, that's my boy. You catch on fast for such a squirt."
"Squirt?" Nancy repeated the key word.
Glancing to the end of the hallway, Nancy saw that their brother's door was open. Terry was the so-called "squirt". When she went and looked inside, Nancy saw that his bed was empty.
Nancy ordinarily hated people who stuck their noses into somebody else's business, but she returned to listen in anyway. She didn't appreciate Terry keeping her away from Carol when she needed to talk to her so badly.
"Oh, yes," Carol was now moaning to Terry, "that feels so good. But it could feel even better if you used more than just your fingers on me down there."
"Like, uh, what, Sis?" Terry gulped.
"Why don't you just experiment? I'll let you know when you do it right," Carol teased.
"Gee, Sis, I dunno...."
"C'mon, squirt, I showed you mine so now it's your turn to show me yours," Carol coaxed. "Nobody'll ever know but us."
"Well...."
Listening at the door, Nancy then heard a metallic whine that sounded like something being unzipped.
"Okay, Sis," Terry gulped. "I must be crazy, but here it is."
"My, oh, my!" Carol sighed. "Looks like you're not such a little squirt anymore, after all. Yes, my kid brother's sure grown up, hasn't he? Come over here and give your big sister a taste of that beautiful monster before we do another thing."
Then, through the door, Nancy heard slurping noises, joined by Terry's moaning. At this point it was simply too frustrating to only listen so Nancy carefully turned the knob so its click wouldn't be noticed and nudged the door ajar to look inside. Abruptly she froze all over again, this time with her heart lodged in her throat.
There was no polite way to describe it. Nancy knew she should be disgusted. Should run and tell their parents so they'd put a stop to the awful thing that was taking place. But, in fact, Nancy was so fascinated that she didn't budge an inch.
"Sis, you keep this up and I'm gonna have to come. You don't want it in your mouth, do you?"
Carol most assuredly did and she made that clear by noisily doubling her suction on her kid brother's deep-throated cock. Then she moved to hasten his creamy eruption by squeezing his balls.
"Okay, Sis, you asked for it. Can't hold back anymore!" Terry rasped.
His crotch bucked against Carol's face. Then the expression on his own face was one of sheer pleasure, while she gulped as though she were dying of thirst.
"He's coming," Nancy whispered from afar. "Terry's coming and Carol's swallowing it as fast as his cock can shoot it."
It was especially hard for Nancy to have to watch because of all the cocks she'd refused to suck in the last few months. Boys had been begging her to give them head, but she'd always insisted that she wasn't that kind of girl. But now, seeing her big sister feasting on their brother's cum, Nancy could only regret what she'd been missing.
"I want to suck a cock," Nancy heard herself admit. "Suck a cock and drink the cum the way Carol's doing to Terry."
The example her sister and brother were setting for Nancy wouldn't stop with just a blow-job though. When Carol released Terry's drained cock she lost no time in suggesting they go even further.
"It's time, my boy, to put that beautiful, young prick where your fingers were before I went down on you," Carol said with a sticky grin. "Like so."
She lifted her already rumpled skirt. She wore no panties and even from a distance Nancy could see that her big sister's cunt was red and swollen.
"I've never been a prick-teaser," Carol said. "Always been right up front with the guys I dig. So, Little Brother, here's the bottom line. Fuck me! Fuck my pussy with your beautiful, big cock!"
Terry, however, shrank back. "S-Sis ... think there's something you ought to know about me."
"You're gay?" Carol needled.
"Maybe worse than that," Terry answered seriously. "Cherry."
"And," Carol hooted, unable to restrain her amusement, "you're afraid you won't know how to fuck me, right?"
"S-something like that," Terry mumbled, blushing deeply.
"Tell you what, kiddo," Carol said. "Any girl who doesn't go all out to make a guy's first piece of ass his best one ought to turn in her cunt."
"Y-you really mean that, Sis?"
"You just relax, Sonny Boy," Carol soothed. "I'll make it so easy for you to fuck me that you'll forget anything but just doing what comes naturally."
That said, Carol began to strip before her brother's eyes-and Nancy's too. And there was plenty to see. Carol was a knockout!
"Oh, her titties are gorgeous," Nancy whispered with envy when Carol's blouse and bra were gone. "I wish mine were that big. And those nipples ... mmmmm. Sis is even more beautiful naked than I thought she would be."
The fact was that Nancy had never caught more than a glimpse of her big sister or anyone else in the house without their clothes on since she was old enough for it to matter. They'd always been such a modest family, which was yet another reason why tonight's events were so unbelievable.
"Now for yours truly in all her horny glory," Carol then chuckled.
She got rid of her skirt, leaving herself without a stitch on. Then she fell back on the bed, her knees raised, slowly parting. She'd shown her cunt before, but not like this. Between her spreading thighs it beckoned, the lips separating to reveal the inner pink. There was just enough of a wispy bush to be alluring but not enough to hide any detail of her perfect cunt.
Looking on, Nancy was beside herself. "Terry, fuck her. You've just got to fuck her!" she panted.
Terry had reached the same conclusion. Even after the blow-job his cock had never gone soft, but now with Carol posed like a centerfold come to life he had a hard-on that stood almost straight up.
"Shit, Sis," he breathlessly told Carol, "if I don't fuck you then I'm gonna come anyway just from looking at you."
"And if you waste a precious drop of cum, I'll never forgive you," Carol told him. "So what're you waiting for? Let's fuck! All you've got to lose is your cherry-and about a quart of jizz!"
Terry was past the point of no return, his raging hard-on doing all his thinking for him. He knelt on the bed before his spread-legged sister, cock in hand and his hips set to take the plunge. And then it happened, with Carol pushing back as her pussy was abruptly jammed with surging teenaged cock.
Carol giggled. "Mmmm, your cock sure doesn't feel cherry in my cunt. A lot of college boys I know sure would give plenty to be hung as good as my little brother."
"Have you fucked a lot of them, Sis?" Terry asked.
"What else does a girl go to college for? I lost my own cherry the first day I was on campus and haven't stopped putting out since!" Carol laughed. "But I'd have come home a lot sooner if I'd known this was waiting for me here, right in my own backyard."
"Aw, you're just saying that to make me feel better about still being cherry," Terry said.
"My cunt can prove to you I'm telling the truth," Carol replied.
She then wrapped her legs around her brother, grinding his crotch flush with her own so his cock was even deeper in her pussy. She climaxed on the spot, rolling her hips to ride the crest of her orgasm.
"Believe me," she groaned, "no girl gets off like this unless the stud who's fucking her has got the knack."
It was the vote of confidence Terry needed. With it, he let his instincts take over. His goal? To keep his sister coming nonstop. His method? Sucking her big tits while he fucked her.
"Just knew you'd know what to do once I started coming," Carol sighed. "Whatever you do to my titties goes straight to my cunt. 'S the best thing you could do to keep me on fire."
Nancy couldn't help wondering how she would respond if her tits and cunt were stimulated at the same time. And, in her own way, she couldn't resist finding out.
So, while one of Nancy's hands stroked the girlish mounds on her chest, the other dropped to rub the hot spot between her legs. Even through her clothing, what she did to herself immediately had her knees weak. The most thrilling pressure ever welled in her suddenly thrusting loins, followed by an incredible rush of release that could only be one thing. In the past Nancy had never been sure she'd really come, but there was no doubt now.
Indeed, Nancy got so caught up in her first undeniable Climax that she forgot about anything but herself. Only when she recovered from her orgasmic daze and saw her brother fucking her sister in the bedroom did she remember that she still had a long way to go before she became a real woman like Carol.
"I just have to lose my cherry for once and for all, that's all there is to it," Nancy vowed. "It's not fair that Carol should get all the cock she wants while I'm still a dumb, little virgin."
Her mind made up that her cherry days were numbered, Nancy could now watch her big sister's performance with far less envy than before. It had become an educational experience. She would learn from Carol and then use every trick on whatever boy was lucky enough to have her seduce him.
"Titties," Nancy noted as she studied the action. "Got to make sure whoever takes my cherry sucks my titties while his cock's fucking my pussy."
Then, in short order, Nancy's fucking education expanded. For it turned out that just getting her tits sucked and pussy fucked wasn't all her big sister would request from their kid brother.
"Got a free hand?" Carol asked Terry.
"Anywhere you want me to put it, Sis!"
"Here, I'll show you."
She pulled his wrist down to have him feel below the tangle of their loins in the crack of her ass. Then, once Terry had started probing, Carol let him go to find his way on his own. Her confidence was well placed.
"Ooooh, that's it," Carol soon exclaimed. "Finger-fuck it, Terry. Finger-fuck my horny asshole at the same time your cock's fucking my pussy and your mouth's sucking my titties."
This was another eye-opener for Nancy. She had never thought about the place where she shit as a source of sexual pleasure. But if it was good enough for her big sister, then it ought to be for her, too. Testing it out right now certainly was worth the effort.
"Mmmm, feels so good," Nancy sighed, slipping her hand under her panties to probe her tightest opening. "Easy to see why Carol goes for it. Coming this way'd be easy."
So easy, indeed, that Nancy quickly finger-fucked her asshole to an orgasm. What, she dared to wonder, would it be like to actually be fucked by a hard cock back there?
And then, as if she were reading Nancy's mind, Carol did her best to help answer her kid sister's question.
"I love it up my ass too much to just take your finger there. Give me more!"
"Huh?" Terry grunted.
"Your cock, silly. Out of my cunt and into my ass. Butt-fuck me. With my pussy juice greasing the way, your cock'll slide up my asshole slick as a whistle."
Terry couldn't believe it quite yet. But from afar, Nancy was completely sold. For she now had three fingers up her own ass, their bulk equaling that of a cock and she was orgasmically reeling as a result.
"Oh, Terry, don't be a dope," Nancy quietly panted to her reluctant brother. "Fuck Carol in the ass."
Then, as if he were talking to Nancy as much as Carol, Terry rasped, "Okay, Sis, if you say so. I've gone too far to back off now."
He then pulled his prick out of Carol's cunt. It was slippery with her pussy-juice. Next he trained his glistening cockhead a notch below, nudging the meaty cock-knob against his sister's puckered ass.
"You sure about this?" he asked Carol.
"You're the one who's cherry and I'm the one who's been around. So just go ahead and do what I tell you. Fuck me in the ass!"
When Terry still hesitated, Carol pushed up from the bed. His cockhead was forced into her rear chute. That was all it took to put his crotch in gear. It automatically bucked and the next thing Terry knew he'd abruptly shafted his big sister's ass-tunnel with every inch of his cock to his balls.
"Does it hurt, Sis?" Terry asked.
"You bet your cock it hurts," Carol squealed. "Hurts sooo gooooood that I'm already coming up a storm!"
Terry shook his head in awe. All the frustrating times he'd tried unsuccessfully to get fucked, chicks had been a puzzle to him. But now that he was finally fucking one, he was even more at a loss to figure them out.
"Shit, it's her ass," Terry told himself, going with the flow and letting his macho instincts take over. "If she wants it fucked that's her business. All that matters to me is getting my rocks off."
And the time for Carol to be on the receiving end of her kid brother's jizz was quickly approaching. His prick was big and her asshole was tight, so the friction was unrelenting. Terry's balls started aching from the mounting pressure.
"Gotta shoot it!" he soon croaked, as if he were in pain.
"Well, my God, then what're you waiting for?" Carol said impatiently. "Give me an assful of your cum right now, damn you!"
"Oh, yeah!" Terry groaned with release, bucking his crotch and shooting his wad.
"Wow, now that's a load!" Carol cried, her ass squirming as it was scalded with liquid fire. "I might never go back to college if I can get fucked like this right here at home!"
"Jeez, it's like I can't stop coming. Dunno where I'm getting it all. 'S like I'm pissing jizz into your ass, Sis!"
"You just took the words right out of my mouth, stud!" Carol swooned. "My poor fucked butt'll never be able to hold this much cum inside me. Think I'm already leaking."
She dropped a hand between her asscheeks to check. It resurfaced dripping with her brother's excess cream. Then she smeared it all over her tits. And, after reaching back down for another handful, Carol washed her face with Terry's jizz.
"God, Sis," he blurted when his cock was finally drained and he noticed what she'd done to herself, "you're beautiful. So fuckin' beautiful. I mean, I always knew you were pretty, but-"
"Any girl's better than any movie star after she's just been fucked," Carol sighed. "You'll find that out after you've fucked a few more of us, Brother Dear."
"Wish more chicks knew that," Terry sighed. "Then maybe more of 'em would stop cock-teasing and be ready to put out."
"Don't worry," Carol assured him, "you just keep plugging away and you'll get more than your share of pussy, the way you're hung. Word gets around. The first chick at school you score with will tell all her girlfriends and the next thing you know they'll be standing in line to spread their legs for you."
"Just wish you were still in high school, Sis, so you could get the word out."
"Oh, no," Carol chuckled, "I'm too selfish for that. I'm keeping you all to myself as long as I can. Some other little tramp will have to do your advertising for you. But by the time you get around to her, I'll have made sure you know how to give her plenty to talk about."
"Jeez, Sis, you've got me ready to fuck you all over again," Terry gusted.
"That's the general idea, kiddo," Carol smirked. "After all, one of the main things about coming in my ass first is that you haven't come in my pussy yet."
"You got it, Sis!"
He yanked his prick from her asshole and it was as hard as ever. Then Carol rolled over onto all fours in front of him, spreading her cunt from the rear like she was a bitch in heat.
"Dog-fuck me this time!" she called over her shoulder.
Terry immediately took the plunge again. When his cock had hiked Carol's cunt and she rocked back and forth on her knees, he grabbed onto her dangling tits to hang on for the ride.
And, out in the hallway, Nancy had finally seen enough fucking so that watching could no longer satisfy her curiosity. Only trying it for herself would do now. So she slipped back to her room, needing time by herself to plan how to lose her cherry.
"Big sister might have gone off to college to learn how to fuck," Nancy summed up her feelings, "but little sister's gonna grow up real fast right here in her own backyard."
CHAPTER TWO
The more Nancy thought about which of the boys she knew ought to be the one who'd fuck her first, the more one name kept coming back to her. He was really such a logical choice. The only boy she knew that she could really trust.
"If Carol can get him to fuck her, then I can too," Nancy reasoned.
She was speaking, of course, about her brother Terry. Which meant that if she did indeed seduce him into fucking her, her plan for losing her cherry in her own backyard would be even closer to home than she'd previously anticipated. Maybe that's why it appealed to Nancy so much. Since the end of her virginity was the most important step of her life, then it just made sense to keep it in the family.
Once her decision had been made getting Terry alone became the problem. But then there was that church picnic this Saturday, wasn't there? It was the last thing a sophisticated college girl like Carol would be caught dead at, so she was sure to have her brother to herself. Plus there'd be plenty of chances to wander off from the crowd without anyone even noticing. Yes, Nancy concluded, it was definitely the right time and place.
* * *
Saturday arrived. It dawned bright and sunny and improved from there. By the time the church picnic was in full swing there wasn't a cloud in the brilliant blue sky and the temperature was in the eighties. Ideal for soft-ball, barbecuing and, as Nancy suggested to her brother, a swim.
"Sounds good to me, Sis," Terry agreed, mopping his brow. "That sack race I was just in really got me hot 'n' sweaty."
"Our old swimming hole is just waiting," Nancy said.
"You remember when we used to skinny-dip there when we were little kids and it didn't make any difference whether we had anything on?" Terry asked.
"Sure," Nancy told him. "I'll bet you that we're still the only ones who know it's there, too. How about it?"
Terry started to say something about them not having any bathing suits this time either, but his sister already had taken him by the hand to lead him to the secret place of their childhood.
When they got there the inviting pool was twice as blue as the sky above. Terry was clearly drawn toward the cool relief but he tensed up at water's edge and began sweating even more.
"It sounded like a good idea at first, Sis, but maybe we'd better not," he muttered.
"You mean 'cause we'd have to skinny-dip?" asked Nancy. "The way we used to do when we were little?"
Terry self-consciously nodded. "We're, uh, not so little anymore."
"But you're still just my brother," Nancy breezily replied. "What makes you think it makes any more difference to me now than it did then? C'mon, don't be such an old stick in the mud."
With that, Nancy pulled her t-shirt over her head. Terry tried to look away, but when she quickly unhooked her bra as well his eyes couldn't avoid the lure of her bare tits. And neither could his cock avoid absorbing the instant rush of blood which began to harden it at the crotch of his tight jeans.
"See? I told you it was no big deal," Nancy lilted, half-nude. "You're looking at my tits now and so what? I'm still just your sister."
Terry lied with a nod that seeing her naked from the waist up had no effect on him.
"It'll be the same when I take off these, too, I promise you," Nancy said, dropping her hands to her khaki shorts.
Terry remained silent as she stripped, removing first her shorts, then her panties. Suddenly Nancy stood stark naked before him, making his eyes pop and his throbbing prick threaten to bust out of his jeans.
"Remember when I didn't have a speck of hair down here?" Nancy purred. "But look at me now."
She ran her fingers through the silken curls of her bush. Terry thought he might come in his pants.
"Do you think I have a pretty cunt, Terry?" she asked boldly.
When she said it she was openly playing with her clit, too much for her brother to take. All at once his hips uncontrollably bucked, his cock cream discharged, and a telltale stain soaked through the denim and rapidly spread out from his bulging fly. He'd just come without being touched.
"Mmmm, I know what just happened to you," Nancy teased.
Terry finally recovered his voice. "It's not funny, Sis. Couldn't help it. You made me do it. I'm only human."
"In other words," Nancy giggled, "I turn you on?"
"I told you," he said, "we're not little kids anymore, Sis."
"But maybe big kids have even more fun," Nancy smirked. "Like, uh, this."
She knelt in front of her brother and before he could react, she'd unzipped his soggy jeans. Then her hand was inside them, grabbing his slippery cock. When she pulled it out it was glistening with its own jizz and still very hard.
"Ah, yes, we've both grown up pretty damned good, haven't we?" Nancy sighed. "And I'll bet your cum is as sweet as your cock is big. But there's only one way to find out for sure."
And, with a hungry slurp, Nancy sucked her brother's cum-slicked cock. As an awestruck Terry looked down, she quickly deep-throated him. It was like what had happened with his big sister Carol all over again and he automatically responded in kind, beginning to fuck Nancy in the mouth.
"If this is what you want, Sis, you've got it. Can't stop now," rasped Terry. "My next load of jizz's shooting straight into your belly."
If there was anything Nancy wanted to hear, this was it. However, just drinking her brother's jizz wasn't all she craved. By the time Terry came, she was determined to be coming, too. And there was only one way to do that, for even with her virginal past Nancy was instinctively aware of the magic number of sucking-sixty-nine!
So Nancy pulled her brother down to her level. Then, with Terry on his knees, she bowled him over onto his back and got up on top of him. His cock cork-screwing in her mouth, Nancy swiveled her body around to straddle his head with her spread thighs. Looking up, Terry gazed right into the hairy jaws of her juicy cunt.
Nancy was in no mood to waste any time. She sat right down on her brother's face, her pussy lips sealing his mouth so he had to suck her.
"Ooooh," she said, briefly interrupting the blow-job she was giving. "Use your tongue on me. In me. Tongue-fuck my cunt and make me come the same as I'm gonna make you come."
Terry's tongue surged, clutched when it was hilted by his sister's spasming pussy. At the same time, Nancy resumed her deep-throating suction on his cock. Then, their crotches grinding in one another's face, brother and sister reached their sensual peaks together and simultaneously came.
His jizz down her throat was like liquid fire. The orgasmic pussy juice she fed him was pure honey. Every available drop was consumed at both ends of the sixty-nine. And, when it was over, there was no doubt in the mind of either Terry or Nancy what they would do next.
"Fuck me, Terry! Please fuck me now! I need your cock in my horny cunt soooo bad!"
By this point it had ceased to occur to Terry that Nancy might be cherry. As far as he was concerned she was their big sister Carol all over again. The only difference this time in Terry's view was that with some experience under his belt, he could fuck this sister like a stud from the very beginning.
"Finger your pussy lips even farther apart for me, Nancy. Give my cock the biggest, juiciest target you can. I wanna be fucking you to my balls right away. Give you every inch of what I've got in your cunt."
"Wouldn't have it any other way," Nancy readily agreed, snagging the rims of her cunt and straining them so there was a pink valley splitting the crux of her yawning thighs. "Fuck me hard!"
"Good thing that's what you want, Sis, 'cause it's just what you're gonna get," Terry vowed.
He cocked his hips, aiming his hard-on like a weapon. And then he stabbed Nancy's welcoming pussy with a brutal cock-thrust. However, the hilting penetration of his entire prick that he'd expected did not occur. For, within his sister's cunt, some obstacle stubbornly stalled his surge, making his prick actually buckle.
"What the hell?" Terry rasped with surprise. "Can't get my cock all the way in. What's wrong with your pussy, Sis?"
"Nothing the matter that you finishing what you've started won't cure," Nancy answered, obviously in pain but more eager then ever for a cuntful of her brother's big cock. "Shove it, damn you, rip me!"
"But I can't get in any deeper!"
"Then I'll just have to go ahead and rape you instead of you raping me," Nancy declared.
She reared up from below with such force that she overpowered her brother. The next thing Terry knew, their positions had been abruptly reversed. Now he was on the bottom, pinned down by Nancy, who sat on his cock.
"Relax and enjoy it," she called down. "It's gonna hurt me a lot more than it does you. Hurt me soooo goooooood!"
Nancy's cunt briefly rose on the standing column of her brother's prick to gather momentum. Then back down it plunged, with all of its owner's strength behind it. This time Terry's dick didn't buckle, breaking through the barrier that had stalled it before with brutal impact.
"Ooooh, it's done ... it's done!" swooned Nancy.
"Huh?" Terry gulped.
"My cherry! You popped my cherry!" Nancy cheered. "Your big cock did it! Fucked me into a real woman!"
Now Terry felt the sticky heat seeping from her ripped cunt around his hilted cock. Then his sister took his hand and made him feel where their crotches were flush. When Terry's fingers emerged they were smeared with pinkness.
"Sorry I didn't tell you that you were fucking a virgin," she said, "but I didn't wanna scare you off. Getting your pants off was tough enough. Now that you know the truth, though, and what's done is done, from here on in everything's just frosting on the cake."
Then, Nancy's cunt began rising and falling on her brother's hard-on. The slippery friction this produced quickly had Terry moaning with helpless pleasure. Maybe his younger sister had never fucked before but that sure didn't keep her from being a dynamite piece of ass.
"Oh, yeah," Terry groaned, letting Nancy do all the work, "fuck me, Sis, fuck me! Fuck me until my cock shoots jizz into your pussy!"
"Not until I come first," Nancy answered. "First time I've come without my damned cherry."
She bore down, jamming her brother's prick straight up her cunt. Then she pinched her own clit and cried out in instant orgasm, tears of joy running down her face.
"Now you come too!" she exclaimed. "Hurry, while I'm still flying."
Terry reacted in style. Reaching up, he grabbed his sister's tits, using them for leverage as he bucked his crotch beneath her. Remaining hiked, his cock seemed to grow beyond even it's normally huge size every time it surged. And then, after the mightiest of these surges, it erupted with a scalding torrent of jizz.
"Feel it, Sis?" he cried while his cock gushed its creamy fire. "Feel my jizz in your cunt?"
"Yes, God, yes!" Nancy squealed with happiness. "It's wonderful! Does your cock always shoot this much jizz?"
"Pretty hard not to when I'm fucking my own sister," Terry answered.
Of course, he had no way of knowing that Nancy knew his remark included their big sister, Carol, as well as herself. Under these circumstances, Nancy couldn't resist teasing.
"Then before you fucked me, you didn't come this much?"
His climax now having slowed to a dribble, Terry had his wits about him enough to hedge. "Sure never put out this much jizz when I was jacking off."
"You know what I mean," Nancy coyly persisted. "When you fucked before. Did you come this much?"
Terry told the truth, as far as it went. "There was only one other chick I ever fucked, Sis."
"And?"
"She was nothing compared to you," Terry now lied. "Just some pick-up. Can't even remember her name."
Once again, Nancy couldn't help taking advantage of the bind in which she had her brother. "Then your cock in her cunt was as far as you got, I'll bet."
He kept lying. "Oh, well, yeah."
"Then what would you say," Nancy purred, "if I told you there's a way to fuck me that's so tight you'll come even more than you just did in my cunt?"
Terry tried to pretend he didn't understand what she was talking about. But the gleam in his eye and the continuing hardness of his prick, despite the load he'd just shot, betrayed his knowing anticipation.
"But instead of me just telling you what I have in mind, why don't I blow you?" Nancy suggested, toying with her brother.
Then she wriggled free from Terry's cock in her cunt. From there, Nancy settled onto all fours, her ass cheeks flared in her brother's direction. And after lubing a pair of fingers by dipping them into her freshly fucked cunt, she poked them into the much smaller opening a notch away.
"Getting the idea yet?" she called to her brother over her shoulder.
"F-fuck you there, Nancy?" gulped Terry. "Jeez, Sis, my cock in your cherry cunt was one thing, but this ... I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
"Damn, you'd better," Nancy readily answered. "Hurt me sooo gooooood!"
Perhaps if Terry had never experienced this style of fucking he'd have been able to turn down his younger sister's reckless request. But already having done it with his big sister Carol had hooked him on this special form of sex-ass-fucking. Or, at least, that's what Nancy counted on.
"Fuck me in the ass, damn you!" she demanded. "Won't take no for an answer!"
Terry's cock answered for him. Its swollen head was abruptly mashed against the inviting dent of Nancy's ass. And, greased by a slippery mixture of jizz and pussy juice as it was, his hard-on slid right in the narrow space when Nancy aggressively rocked back on her knees. "Goes in easier than I thought," Terry noted. "Now more, more!" urged Nancy.
She rocked back again, but this time her brother cooperated by lurching his crotch at the same time. As a result even more of his prick was abruptly buried in Nancy's ass. Only this time it wasn't so painless.
"Hurt more than you thought, Sis?" Terry anxiously asked.
"No," Nancy answered in what turned out to be sheer ecstasy, "hurts even better!"
She climaxed right then and there. And, springing backward yet again, she jammed all but one inch of her brother's huge cock straight up her asshole.
"Gotta get your whole cock fucking my butt, that's all there is to it," she vowed. "Just a little bit to go, Terry. Sock it to me!"
By now Terry couldn't help being sold as much on the fuckability of Nancy's ass as he'd been on their big sister Carol's. So, pounding with his hips, he hammered the last of his prick in on his own, giving his younger sister what she craved-every inch he owned up her cherry butt.
"You got it all, Sis," he reported after his hiking thrust. "As much cock as I've got for fucking your ass."
"Mmmmm, you're telling me," moaned Nancy. "Never felt so full of anything in my life."
"So now that you've proved you can take it all, want me to start moving it in and out?"
Terry asked.
"No, don't wanna give up a precious inch," Nancy said. "Just let me do all the work."
Nancy began rolling her hips. Then, when she'd swiveled them in a full circle, she switched gears and tossed them all the way back around in the opposite direction. The result was a corkscrewing effect on her brother's buried cock. From there she repeated the process, her ass a whipsawing source of mounting friction.
Caught up in the tempo his sister had set for the butt-fuck, all Terry could do was hold on for the ride. Nancy's dangling tits proved to be a convenient set of handles and he reached down and grabbed them as hard as he could.
"Ahhh," she moaned with approval, "when you squeeze my titties it goes straight to my cunt. And since my fucked ass is wired to my clit, it's like my pussy is caught right in the middle of everything. Not being touched, but getting all the heat anyway. So much of my cum's oozing out of my hot, wet pussy that it feels like I'm pissing."
Nancy didn't exaggerate. The orgasmic overflow which dripped from her cunt moistened the ground between her knees. Then she placed a hand beneath her crotch and caught some of her own nectar, bringing it to her mouth for a slurping taste.
"Gee, I love the taste of my own cum," she gurgled. "In fact, I love everything about myself when I'm getting fucked. Makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. Dirtier it gets, the more I turn myself on."
Then, to prove she meant exactly what she claimed, Nancy strained from within. When her hand returned below her crotch, her cunt was more than just oozing now. It gushed. And catching a generous amount, she transferred the liquid prize to literally wash her face with it.
"See?" she slobbered. "I even love my own piss."
Then Nancy got a fresh supply of her cunt's golden discharge, cupping both of her hands to capture what she could of the last of her piss. With this, she slicked back her hair so she wound up looking as if she'd just stepped out of the swimming hole nearby.
"But it's not just my cum and piss I love," she next declared. "You just wait until you're finished fucking my ass, Terry. I'll suck my own shit off your dirty cock like it was a hot fudge sundae!"
Terry couldn't believe Nancy really meant the last part. Not even Carol had sucked his filthy prick when it was fresh out of her ass. Nancy, he guessed, was just so unhinged from losing her cherry that she was saying whatever came into her dizzy, little head. Maybe, though, it might be fun to call her bluff when the time was right. But, meanwhile, first things first....
"Gonna come, Sis!" Terry now announced. "Gonna be even more of a load in your ass than I shot in your cunt."
"Better be!" Nancy greedily demanded. "Shoot it, stud, shoot it into me!"
Her rear chute spasmed in expectation. Then her brother's hilted cock exploded. There was so much jizz that it spilled in a continuous stream rather than in a series of individual spurts. It poured all the way into Nancy's bowels to mingle with her boiling shit there, with the mixture then backing up and seeping out around Terry's cock.
"Mmmm, my fucked ass is even messier than my fucked pussy was," Nancy sighed as the excess slime began leaking down her inner thighs. "I feel even more beautiful than I did before. Like such a dirty whore."
"Let's find out just how dirty that gets," Terry grunted, his balls now drained.
He pulled his filthy cock out of her squishing butt. Then he moved around in front of his sister as she remained on her hands and knees.
"Well, Sis, here it is," he said, placing his dripping prick under her nose. "Still plan on sucking my dirty cock?"
He assumed she'd come to her senses and back off, which would provide just the sort of break with the action they'd need to wind it up and get dressed so they could return to the church picnic before anyone missed them. However, once again, Nancy taught Terry not to underestimate her. The next thing he knew she had a mouthful of his prick and was sucking it clean. And from there....
"Damn, if I'm not coming all over again!" Terry rasped when the blow-job had lasted long enough to launch another gushing tide of fresh jizz. "C'mom, Sis, don't you ever get enough?"
"No!" Nancy said simply when she'd finished him off. "No such thing as too much sucking and fucking now that I've lost my cherry. I'm ready for even more right this very minute."
Terry was convinced she definitely meant it. That was why he now jumped away from her in self-defense and grabbed for his pants. For he knew if he stayed she'd make him keep fucking her until they were caught red-handed. Fact was, she was such a horny piece of ass that she was downright dangerous!
"See you at the picnic, Sis," he told her when he was hastily dressed, then hurried away.
He didn't run into her again for over an hour, until everybody sat down to eat. Then, looking so completely squared away that Terry sighed with relief, Nancy sat down next to him as though everything was back to normal. But then she let him know nothing would ever be the same by taking a chicken leg and swallowing it whole like she had his cock. When she took it out, she'd sucked the entire skin off.
"See you at home," Nancy whispered with a devilish grin that sent cold chills down Terry's spine and hot blood to his crotch.
CHAPTER THREE
"Terry," Mrs. Devlin said to her son, "you look so pale. Hope you didn't catch something at the picnic. Maybe your father and I should call your grandmother and tell her we won't be able to drive over to Centerville and visit her this Sunday."
"Oh, don't worry, Mom, I'll take care of him...."
Mrs. Devlin blinked, because two voices had said that same thing at once. "Well, thank you, girls," she then answered her daughters, glancing between them as they stood at opposite sides of the room. "Since you're both so willing to look after your brother, I'm sure Terry will be in good hands. We'll be back later tonight and I'll give your love to your grandmother."
Now, warily eyeing his sisters, Terry was more than just pale. He was ashen. For, of course, he suspected that each wanted him to fuck her. And he hadn't the foggiest notion how to handle it without each of them finding out about the other.
"Look, uh," he muttered to his sisters, "I really am feeling crappy. Really need to go to bed ... to, uh, just be by myself, y'know?"
Then he was gone. He locked his door behind him, alone with his cold sweat, almost wishing he'd never fucked either of his sisters. Oh, well, at least there was a ball game on. He'd watch that on the TV in his room until this blew over and maybe he could forget about his cock being so damned hard in spite of the mess he was in.
* * *
With their brother gone, the Devlin sisters at first tried to pretend that there was no cause for concern. But there was definitely something in the air. Fleeting glances kept being exchanged when Nancy sat down to supposedly read a magazine and Carol painted her nails. The awkward silence was deafening.
"Oh, shit!" Carol suddenly blurted, spilling the nail polish.
"I'll get you something to clean it up," Nancy offered, jumping up and heading for the kitchen.
When Nancy returned with paper towels, her sister looked as if she'd been shot in the heart with the bright red polish splattered like blood on the mound of her left tit. Nancy automatically started dabbing at the stain, feeling Carol's through the ruined sweater.
"Oh, it's wrecked," Carol said, her breathing quickening. "Might as well just take it off and throw it away."
"Sure, Sis," Nancy murmured, pulling her hand away.
Carol drew the sweater over her head and wadded it up to avoid any further mess. Then she glanced down and saw that the nail polish had soaked clear through.
"My bra's a total loss, too," she sighed. "Have to trash it along with my sweater."
Now Carol unhooked the snap between the cups, so her bare tits bounced free. They were also smudged with some of the red liquid.
"Well, I can't very well throw these away," Carol joked. "Here...."
She took Nancy's hand and brought it to her large tits, urging her younger sister to rub them with the paper towel. Nancy noticed that as she did so, Carol's nipples hardened.
"There ... now it's all gone," Nancy finally gulped, starting to remove her hand.
"Don't stop," Carol said huskily. "Feels too good for you to stop."
"B-but I was just cleaning you off," stammered Nancy.
"And now you're turning me on," Carol boldly replied. "Can't help it, Sis, just can't help it whenever anybody starts doing something to my titties. Aren't yours that way?"
Nancy blushed.
"Yeah, I can tell they are," Carol chuckled. "Too bad I don't have any nail polish left to spill on you. Then I could rub your titties the same way you're doing to me and we could make each other feel this good."
It was yet another side of her big sister Nancy hadn't seen before, one which she couldn't help asking about.
"Carol ... what you just said. Have you ever actually done that before ... with another girl?"
Carol didn't bat an eyelash. "Sure, I'm completely bi. When I'm with a guy, I'm all for his cock. But when I'm with the right girl, I start thinking and acting just like a dyke. In fact, I was making it with other chicks before I went off to college and officially lost my cherry to a guy."
Nancy was stunned. She was also uncontrollably aroused.
"Could it happen the other way around, Sis?" she now dared to ask Carol. "I mean, could a girl lose her cherry the normal way first and think boys were all she needed, then find out later she was just as turned on by other girls?"
"Keep rubbing my titties, Sis," Carol coaxed, "and I think you'll get your answer. That is, if you're talking about who I think you are. Y-o-u."
Nancy nodded and kept on massaging her big sister's lovely tits. Indeed, she was wondering if she was also bi, like Carol.
"Tell you what really gets to me about us chicks," Carol purred while Nancy fingered her plump titties. "We're so much softer and sexier than guys. Sometimes I want it hard and macho, but just as much I swing the other way. Like, mmmm, now-with you, Sis. I'll bet you have just an adorable set of titties. Maybe not as big as mine, but...."
Carol's voice trailed off into steamy anticipation as she began unbuttoning Nancy's blouse. Then, when it was open, she reached into the cups of her little sister's bra and lifted out the small but perfect titties.
"Does it go straight to your pussy when I play with your titties like this, Sis?" Carol asked, expertly fondling Nancy's girlish mounds.
"Mmm-hmmmm," Nancy moaned in admission. "It's happening right now. My pussy's so wet already."
"So's mine," Carol cooed. "I'll bet if you sucked my pussy I'd come in your mouth right away. Would you come in my mouth if I sucked your pussy, Sis?"
"God, yes!" Nancy swooned. "But hurry or I'll waste it by coming in my pants."
So, just like that, it had been settled between the Devlin sisters that they were to waste no time in becoming lesbian lovers. Dropping from their tits, their hands anxiously stripped away each other's jeans and panties. Then the girls were on the floor, Carol on top to straddle Nancy's face with naked loins while looking down on the teenaged cunt below her.
"Yes, my favorite number," Carol said. "Sixty-nine."
She lowered her mouth against her kid sister's waiting pussy at one end of the action and sat on Nancy's face at the other end. Mutual slurping followed, filling the room with its lapping rhythm. This was quickly joined by orgasmic moaning as each sister kept her promise about coming in the other's mouth.
From there it became even more intense, for clearly neither Carol nor Nancy would be satisfied with but a single climax. They turned out to be not only multi-orgasmic for one another, but also seemed to come each and every time together.
"Oh, this is almost too good to be true!" Carol bubbled when she finally bobbed up for air. "My own little sister just as bi as I am. Why, we're just fantastic together. Eating your pussy's as near as I'll ever get to eating my own."
Nancy was no longer shy about her newly found lesbian desires. "My pussy isn't the only place I'd like being eaten by you. And anything you do to me, I'll do right back."
"Wow, you must be reading my mind," Carol lilted. "Then you like it in the ass, too, huh? A rim-job, Sis?"
"Is that with our tongues?"
"As far as we can stick 'em in. So far we can taste each other's shit if we're lucky."
"Oh, yes, Carol! Please, yes! Rimjobs in our asses!"
So, back down between one another's spread legs the Devlin sisters plunged, aiming their tongues a notch away from the cunts they'd already licked. Their assholes were tight but their oral tools wouldn't be denied, squirming within like burrowing snakes.
Once again a series of shared climaxes highlighted the sixty-nine, the girls' assholes proving just as orgasmic as their cunts had been. And when they farted from time to time from the pressure of coming non-stop there was no embarrassment, just each horny sister hungrily sucking up the other's erotic fumes.
"God, I love ass when it's connected to a pussy," Carol sighed when this stage of the action had run its course. "Fact is, I love everything about our bodies when I get down with another chick. Tell you, Sis, I could suck your toes, and if you were doing it back to me I'll bet we'd both come."
"Anything that turns you on, Sis," Nancy said, giving her complete approval to whatever form Carol's lesbian lust took, "that's what'll turn me on, too."
"That's a big word ... anything," Carol playfully warned. "Better watch out, or I just might take you up on it."
"I'll never forgive you if you don't," Nancy shot back. "I mean it. Whatever two horny girls can do to each other, I want you to do it to me."
"Okay, kiddo, you talked me into it!" Carol gusted. "Wait right here."
Nancy waited on pins and needles while her sister was gone. She hadn't been this excited when she'd lost her cherry to her brother. Maybe that was because she'd know what Terry was going to do to her, but with Carol and all-female sex there was the added element of suspense. Namely, after they'd felt each other up and eaten each other out, just what did two girls do to top themselves?"
"I'm back with the goods!" Carol announced, reappearing with something hidden behind her back.
"C'mon, show me!" Nancy impatiently pleaded.
Carol whipped it out into the open with a triumphant grin. What she held was the most obscene thing Nancy had ever seen. It was shaped like a cock, except there was a head at each end.
"My God, what's that?" gasped Nancy.
"They call it a dildo. Make 'em especially for us girls when we're too turned on by each other to let any guy in on our fun," Carol explained.
"Wh-what do you do with it?"
"Just what it looks like, but I'll spell it out for you if you want. "F-u-c-k," Carol chuckled. "I mean, who needs the real thing when you've got one of these beautiful monsters."
Nancy was thrilled by the idea of an artificial cock designed to be used by just women, but she was still somewhat confused. "But who fucks who, Sis? I mean, do I fuck you ... do you fuck me?"
"Silly girl," Carol teased. "With this kind of dildo, we fuck each other even-steven.
Look."
Now Carol firmly gripped the dildo at midpoint, aiming one end between her legs and sliding it several inches deep into her cunt. The effect was startling. For in addition to now having a pussyful of dildo, Nancy's big sister also seemed to have grown a female hard-on, as the exposed half of the device jutted from her crotch with twitching realism.
"You mean that now you stick the other half into my pussy while the first part stays in you?" Nancy excitedly quizzed.
"Absolutely, Sis," Carol confirmed. "Then, when we both start to move, every time one of us pushes our cock into the other one's cunt her own end will jam at the same time in her own pussy. That's how it works. Like a dream come true. And I do mean 'cummmmm'."
"God, then I'm ready!" Nancy gushed. "Soooo fucking ready!"
"Then give me a target, sweetie," Carol said. "Make yourself so fuckable that I wanna rape you."
"Sure enough!" Nancy bubbled.
She went to the couch. It was a large one, almost the size of a bed. And, as her ass sank into the cushion, Nancy hooked one leg over the backrest and dangled the other one out on the floor. This made her pussy yawn in juicy invitation. Then she opened her treasure even wider, fingering her lower lips so they stretched to the hollows of her crotch. Her cunt's inner pink glistened so vibrantly with lesbian arousal that it dazzled like wet neon.
"Beautiful. Gorgeous," Carol panted in response, closing the distance between her spread-legged sister and herself. "Nancy, you ought to be ashamed of yourself, keeping your adorable pussy from me all these years. But, mmmm, better late than never."
"I could say the exact same thing about you, Sis," Nancy reminded Carol. "But that was then and this is now." And begged, "Fuck me, Sis, fuck me the way only another girl can! Fuck me the way only my big sister can!"
"Oh, shit, will I!" Carol gusted, kneeling now on the couch above her naked kid sister, the exposed half of the dildo aimed straight at Nancy's waiting pussy.
As she braced herself for the moment of truth, Nancy closed her eyes. She wanted to see stars when her pussy was filled for the first time with another girl's big cock. Which was just the way it happened. Abruptly, Carol was thrusting, and with the dildo driving to her cunt's depths Nancy was treated to a flashing light show in her head that made her feel like she was soaring through outer space.
"Wow," Nancy orgasmically swooned, "we've just started fucking, Sis, and I'm already coming!"
"Same here!" Carol gasped. "Deeper I fuck your cunt with this monster, the harder my cunt gets fucked back!"
And so the Devlin sisters shared their writhing climaxes. During this ecstasy, Nancy opened her eyes to see how their cunts were grinding together. The dildo wasn't even visible, it was so deeply plugged into both of them!
"Wrap your legs around me now," Carol suggested. "Rock on top of me the way you would if I was a guy fucking you."
"Don't even compare yourself to one of those bastards," Nancy teased. "Who needs boys? The way I fuck you back while you're fucking me doesn't have anything to do with them. I'd know exactly what to do with you, Sis, even if I'd never had a real cock in my cunt. Nothing ever felt so natural to me as fucking another girl."
Nancy then went ahead and wound those long legs of hers around Carol's waist, rocking her big sister in the cradle of her thighs. This made the dildo see-saw back and forth between pussies, which meant a fresh round of shared climaxing.
From here, the girls fucked and came nonstop in a marathon of sheer pleasure. The thing about all-female fucking was, of course, that neither partner had to stop after shooting a wad the way a male partner had to. The two-way dildo never got soft so there was always a fresh orgasm to replace the last one for each sister.
By the time they'd finally stopped to rest, Nancy looked at the clock and sighed. "God, Sis, will you look at the time? I can't believe we fucked so long."
"And the best thing is that we're still not finished," Carol answered. "Pussy sore?"
Nancy admitted that her cunt was feeling the effects of so much action. And then, puzzled, she wondered why her sister would be asking about sore pussy on the one hand, while also vowing that the fucking was far from over.
Then Carol confused Nancy even more, saying, "Good. My pussy's absolutely aching, too."
"How's that good, Sis?" Nancy had to ask. "If our cunts are in that kinda shape, how can we fuck anymore?"
"If there's more than one place to take a cock, same goes double for a two-way dildo," Carol merrily replied. "Just watch and you'll catch on real quick."
Then, freeing herself from the vise of her kid sister's thighs, Carol rose to her knees. In the process, Nancy's half of the dildo left her thoroughly fucked cunt. And next, Carol removed the other half from her own cunt, holding it up to the light so it glistened with the thick sheen of pussy juice coating its length.
"Perfect," Carol noted with satisfaction.
Then Carol lowered the dildo below her waist once again, holding it around the middle. And, next, aiming one end toward her crotch like a dagger, she arched backward on her knees. For a moment the dildo seemed to be headed back into her cunt, but its angle turned out to be slightly south.
"Getting the idea yet, Sis?" Carol asked after abruptly jamming herself with at least six inches.
Nancy would have had to be deaf, dumb and blind not to. Indeed, she had trouble believing it had taken her so long to catch on to what her big sister had been getting at when it was so logical.
"I love it!" Nancy declared. "Can I be on top this time, Sis?"
"Just climb aboard!" urged Carol, then made herself even more inviting by drawing her legs all the way back over her head.
Gazing at her jack-knifed sister, Nancy drooled with lust. For, emerging from the hole in Carol it plugged, the other half of the dildo jutted at a sharp angle in readiness for her to mount as if she would be sliding down a slippery pole.
"Just know," she panted, straddling Carol, "that this is gonna be our best fucking yet." Then, in position, Nancy eased down, feeling the cockhead of the dildo nudging the puckered dent where it would enter her. Once more she closed her eyes before the plunge was taken, wanting to see those stars again. And, after a deep breath, down she went-and up into her tightest opening went all those hard, thrusting inches of lesbian cock.
Nancy saw those stars, all right. Shooting stars, with her whizzing right past them at the speed of light. What a trip! She was already coming harder than at any time before. And when her big sister's orgasmic moans pierced her reeling consciousness, Nancy realized that Carol was soaring right along with her.
"Oh, Sis," one of them swooned to the other, "this really is the best!"
"Better than best!" her sister cried.
Now Nancy opened her eyes. With her hips rising and falling she would watch how she rode the dildo as it emerged from the crux of her sister's loins to connect with her in the same place it plugged into Carol.
And so it went, lasting even longer with even stronger coming than when they'd shared the dildo with their pussies. For this time around the horny Devlin sisters had reached the peak of lesbian passion. Nancy and Carol were fucking each other in the ass.
CHAPTER FOUR
The ball game was over. And now, while hiding from his sisters, Terry Devlin started to wonder what they'd been up to in his absence. Maybe, he hopefully thought, one of them had left, then that way he might be able to get in a quick fuck with the other one. Like whichever of his sisters was taking a bath. He could hear the water running.
Unable to resist checking to find out if his luck had changed, Terry took a chance on leaving his room. From there, he cautiously scouted around the house. Except for the running water, there was no sign of either Nancy or Carol. And, he reasoned, they wouldn't both be in the tub so he felt he could count on having one of them all to himself.
He went to the bathroom. The door was closed. He was considering just barging in unannounced, when voices from within jolted him into realizing that he'd been dead wrong about only one sister being home-and about only one of them being in the tub.
"Mmmm, keep washing my titties like that, Sis," Carol sighed. "I just love the way your soapy fingers feel on my nipples. Makes them as hard as little marbles."
"But if I don't stop now, I won't stop with just your titties," Nancy answered.
"What's wrong with that?" Carol purred.
"Just that I've got to talk to you about something first, Sis," Nancy said. "Kinda serious."
"Well, okay. Shoot," Carol agreed to listen.
"Well," Nancy murmured, obviously self-conscious, "it's about how I lost my cherry. This boy who fucked me the first time-"
Now Carol was very interested. "I was wondering when you'd finally say something about that. I always figured you'd hold onto your cherry at least as long as I did, until you got to college. Who was he? Anybody I know?"
"Yeah, I'll say you know him. You ought to. He's your brother, too."
"You're kidding!" Carol gulped, taken by surprise. "I mean this has to be a joke. Like I told you, Sis, I was still cherry when I left for college. So I've never even put out for any guy in this town ... well, except for...."
"Except," Nancy pointedly repeated the key word, "when you came home from college."
There was a long wait, then Carol choked, "So-y-you know ... about me ... and him?"
"I saw everything the other night," Nancy matter-of-factly stated. "That's how I got the idea that he should be the one to take my cherry. Happened Saturday in the bushes at the church picnic."
"My God! Pinch me, I'm dreaming this. That both of us actually fucked ... fucked...."
"Terry," Nancy finished.
"But why-why are you telling me? I'd have never known if you'd kept quiet?"
"But why shouldn't you know?" Nancy asked. "If we're going to fuck each other, Sis, there's no reason for any secrets between us."
There was another long wait. Then, from a wistfully sighing Carol, "Yeah ... Sis, you're right. Absolutely right. From now on we're not just sisters. Even more than lovers, in fact. We're a team."
There was yet another pause. This one while Carol built up a full head of steam.
"Damn," she then declared, "the more I think about it, this is so crazy that it's all starting to make some kinda perfect sense."
"I was hoping you'd get around to seeing it that way," Nancy sighed, relieved now that her big sister had reacted so positively. "Fact is, now that I've fucked you, I just don't know what in the world to do about Terry anymore."
"Simple," Carol said confidently. "Since we're in this together now, we just give Terry more of the same-only twice as much."
"You mean ... fuck him again?"
"Only this time we do it together," Carol declared. "Remember what I told you before, Sis? We're a team! And that means when we fuck together, it doesn't have to be just each other."
And after running it over in her mind, Nancy smiled and nodded in total agreement.
Outside the bathroom door, spying on his sisters, Terry Devlin had heard it all. At first he'd been scared shitless when they started talking about him. But then it had worked well.
"Hell, couldn't have planned it better myself," Terry sighed, summing up his incredibly good luck. "Wow, two pieces of ass at the same time! Wonder when those two horny bitches'll hit on me! Hope they're not too wasted from getting it on with each other so they make me have to wait."
Just as he got back to his room now the phone rang. After it was answered in another part of the house, he picked up his extension and listened in. It was their mother. There'd been car trouble. Nothing that serious, but it would take until tomorrow to get it fixed so the kids would be on their own overnight. Could they handle it?
"Sure thing, Mom," Carol answered. "Everything's under control. And Terry's feeling a whole lot better. Uh, so good, in fact, that sis and I are thinking about taking him out for a pizza or something. We can use the other car, can't we?"
Pizza? Terry thought, I want pussy!
Meanwhile, he listened to their mother tell Carol to have fun but not to keep him out too late. Then the conversation was over, the line dead on the other end. But before Carol hung up, Terry heard his other sister having the same reaction he'd had about this so-called pizza-run.
"Pizza?" Nancy said from the background. "I thought we were-"
"Trust me, Sis. I promise you'll love this," Carol chuckled, then the phone clicked completely dead and all Terry could do was wait for whatever was going to happen.
* * *
Instead of a pizza parlor, it was a disco on the wrong side of the tracks. Either the cops didn't care about this part of town, or the owners were paying them off, because it was a place where just about anything went. People on the dance floor behaved like there was no tomorrow. One of them was Carol. Another of them was Nancy. Not that they were the only two girls dancing together.
"Jesus," Terry sighed as he watched them carry on. "Anyplace else, Carol and Nancy would be arrested by now."
His cock was plenty hard from watching them, that was for sure. He guessed a lot of other guys' were too. Right now, for instance, Carol was bending, showing the world she wasn't wearing any panties under her short skirt. And Nancy was holding her ass from behind, grinding her own crotch against it almost like they were dog-fucking with an invisible dildo on the dance floor.
Terry couldn't help it. He started rubbing his hard cock and churning balls through his jeans. His sisters were driving him nuts! He'd come in his pants if this kept up. If only they'd come out and say something about him and them getting together, then he could admit how turned on he was without having to worry about making a fool of himself.
Then the music stopped between records and the girls returned to the table. They sat down on either side of Terry. He tried to make conversation, when one of them reached across him like he wasn't even there and started playing with the other one's tits. The favor was quickly returned.
"Uh," Terry gulped, speechless when each of his sisters placed her free hand under the table on his bulging crotch.
So Terry just sat there in stunned silence, listening to the whining sound of his fly being unzipped. Then the pair of hands reached into his open jeans and pulled out his stiff prick. It was like a dream. Terry was afraid if he moved a muscle-except the one between his legs-he'd wake up all alone at home in bed.
While they kept on feeling up each other's tits, they began jacking off his cock together. With the kind of shape Terry was in, it didn't take long. Almost as soon as the dual hand-job from his sisters had begun, he was coming a creamy torrent of jizz.
Once he'd shot his wad, Nancy and Carol looked across him and grinned at one another. Then they brought their cum-soaked hands from under the table. Each offered her sticky fingers to the other and they sucked them clean. Terry got another instant hard-on watching them. Then, his rigid prick dripping and twitching, he wondered why Carol had just become so interested in her wristwatch.
"Oh, will you look at the time," she sighed. "Past ten already. And I promised mom we'd get Terry home and in bed early. Sis, are you ready to go?"
"Raring to go," Nancy giggled.
The girls got up and left the table. All Terry could do was stuff his slippery cock back in his jeans and hobble along behind them. When he got to the car his sisters acted like nothing out of the ordinary had been happening. On the uneventful way home, Terry was laying even money to himself that this really was all some sort of crazy dream.
Then they were back. The girls went in ahead of Terry, chatting about nothing in particular. He was in such a daze as he straggled behind them that he'd even lost his previous hard-on.
By the time he entered the house the girls had already apparently gone to their rooms. He guessed he had no choice but to go to his and sleep this one off. But when he opened his door, his plans were changed by the instant return of his hard-on as a result of the incredible sight awaiting him.
The trail of their clothes led to the bed, where they sprawled stark naked side by side with their legs spread. Their wide open cunts seemed to jump out at Terry, making his knees as weak as his cock was stiff.
"If we haven't got you in the mood by now," one of them purred to him, "we never will."
"Fuck us!" the other one added.
More like rape them, Terry thought, after what they'd put him through. In the mood? God, he felt like his whole body had turned into one huge, six-foot cock! These bitches didn't know just what they'd bargained for.
So Terry stripped down to nothing, brimming with macho energy. Then he advanced to the bed and those pussies. Which one should he start fucking first? But what difference did it make?
On the bed, kneeling and setting his hips, he stabbed his cock into one of his sister's cunts. He didn't care which because at the same time he was also mauling the other bitch's tits with his grabbing hands. Both girls squealed. Then he switched, his prick yanked from the first pussy and barging into the second one at the same time he shifted his gouging grasp from one set of tits to the other.
From there, things temporarily became a blur for the frenzied Terry. His cock fucked back and forth between his sister's cunts with alternating thrusts, while he squeezed the tits of whoever he wasn't fucking at the moment. But then, all at once, he focused on something he couldn't ignore.
"You dykes," he hissed. "You damned dykes."
They were making out with each other while he fucked them! Kissing on the mouth. He could even hear their tongues slurping down each other's throats. It was like he was just their plaything, something to fuck them because they didn't have cocks of their own.
Terry's pride was wounded. The fantasy come true of fucking both his sisters in the same bed was turning into a lesbian putdown. They were just using him. And then Terry remembered his earlier thought of rape. Before it had just been a flight of fancy but now he was ready to deliver and teach these cunts a lesson they'd never forget!
Suddenly, Nancy and Carol were no longer kissing. Abruptly their enraged brother grabbed them by the hair and snatched their faces apart so violently that their tongues hung out of their open mouths in surprise.
"You're not just fucked, bitches," Terry snarled. "You're raped! This stud right here's gonna rape the dyke out of both of you for once and for all!"
He slapped them with simultaneous blows, knocking their heads together. Fear was now evident in their faces and Terry loved it. Pouring it on, he pulled his cock out into the open from the cunt it had just been fucking, slanted it downward at point-blank range, then pissed into those seemingly terrified faces.
"My cock's too good to fuck your cunts," he said. "I want it tighter, so it really hurts you. So neither of you'll be able to sit down for a week without thinking about me. And that means you're getting the shit raped out of you, straight up your assholes!"
He grabbed fistfuls of their hair again. Twisted their heads and warned them he'd break their necks if they didn't give in. Up on their hands and knees was how he wanted them. He wanted their butts in the air and the cheeks spread. They were his meat now.
Nancy and Carol meekly obeyed. Then, looking at their asses cheek-to-cheek, Terry got an idea he couldn't resist. Something that would really set the stage in style for butt-fucking the bitches.
"Since you two have been prick-teasing me all night," he darkly chuckled, "I owe you more than just raping you. First, I've got to make sure you know what bad girls you've been. You know what happens to bad, little girls in this family, don't you? Only this time you get it from me instead of dad. That's right, bad, little girls get spanked. Hard!"
Terry's open hand came crashing down with a sharp smack that stung both asses at the same time. The girls squirmed from the impact, but remained silent. This spurred Terry on, who wanted them to beg for mercy. He went on to rain down blows, spanking their asses bright red.
"You know it hurts. Why don't you say something, damn it?" he sputtered with frustration when he temporarily had to stop because his own hand was sore.
And now, Carol looked over her shoulder and said of the spanking, "Daddy did it better. First time I ever came was when he was whipping my bare butt."
"I used to wet my pants when daddy paddled me," Nancy added. "He really knew how to hit a girl in just the right places."
Like most teenaged boys, Terry hated being unfavorably compared with his father. "There's nothing the old man can do that I can't do better!" he vowed.
With a fresh surge of spite, he resumed his assault on his sisters' asses, using both his hands to deliver alternating blows from the left and right. This time he was determined not to quit until he got the results he wanted.
"Come, damn you, Carol, like you did for dad!" he demanded of his big sister. "And you'd sure as hell better start pissing, Nancy!"
The girls looked at each other, then shrugged. And next, Carol, as if she were flicking a switch, reached down and briefly fingered her clit. With a simultaneous blow from her brother across her ass, she climaxed on the spot so noticably that her sticky cum trickled out of her oozing cunt down her inner thighs.
"Mmmm, that's better," Terry expressed his satisfaction. "Now it's your turn, Nancy. Piss, you little bitch, piss for me like you did for the old man!"
He concentrated on her ass alone at this point, smacking it with a pair of stinging whacks. Bearing down from within, Nancy didn't even have to touch herself as Carol had done. All at once her cunt gushed with liquid gold.
"Right on!" Terry crowed.
He was so excited that he automatically started stroking his rigid cock. If he kept it up for long in his state, he'd come all over his jerking hand before he finally got around to fucking his sisters' asses.
"Hey, what's the deal?" Carol taunted him over her shoulder. "Sis and I would've never come and pissed for you if we'd known it was going to turn you into a jack-off artist. Okay, so you proved you can whip our butts like daddy used to do, but don't turn out like him the rest of the way."
What Carol had just hinted at surprised Nancy as much as it did Terry. Both of them clearly wanted to hear more from their big sister about their father's behavior after a spanking.
"Daddy'd always go off and beat his meat after he'd paddled me," Carol revealed. "I'd go sneak after him and watch. He's got a real big cock and he shoots lots of cum. Shame the way he'd waste it. But I was too young to help him out and mom's never put out for the poor guy more than once a month. Who knows, though, maybe jerking off runs in the family like big cocks. Look at you, Brother Dear. Two asses to fuck and...."
Terry got the message. He didn't know whether his big sister was telling the truth, but, as long as there was a chance she was, there was no way he'd let himself wind up like his father.
"You bitches are as good as fucked!" he vowed.
Terry's hand stayed on his prick, but now that was to aim his ten inches like a weapon at the target of one of the puckered shitpits waiting for him to fuck it. In he surged, all the way to his balls with a single cock-thrust. In his frenzy to prove he had his father beat all to hell he wasn't even sure whose ass he was fucking until he heard Nancy cry out with welcome pain.
"Hurts just super!" she swooned. "Oh, Carol, just wait until Terry rips your ass too. His cock's so mean and nasty tonight, as good as our dildo. I'm shitting and coming already and you won't be any different."
"Well, I'm waiting," Carol impatiently said. "Hurry up, Terry, sis isn't the only one who can shit and come for your big cock."
Duty-bound to butt-fuck both his sisters equeally, Terry pulled out of Nancy and drew a bead on his big sister's dusky pucker. Then, abruptly, he was now ten inches into her tightest opening to his cock's root.
"Mmmm," Carol moaned with approval, "I feel what Nancy means. All that prick-teasing we put you through tonight really did the job. We ought to send you a bill for turning you into such a stud."
Then, with her big sister having come right away, Nancy insisted that it was her turn again for a buttful of their brother's cock. A good sport, Carol relaxed her rear muscles and let Terry go. Within seconds, his cockmeat was making a return trip up his kid sister's ass. But, as soon as it had, Carol started fussing for her next turn all over again.
You had to be tireless to fuck two horny assholes like these. Terry filled the bill. He wasn't just young and strong, he was possessed. Neither of his sisters, he was determined, would ever be able to say anybody had butt-fucked her any better than he was right here and now.
They seemed to agree with him. "Damn, it doesn't get any better than this! I'm so glad Terry came through," Nancy gasped.
"He'd have never been this much of a stud for us, though, if we hadn't driven him up the wall first," Carol boasted. "Prick-teasing's not usually my style, but tonight it worked like a charm."
Now it was Terry's turn to agree with them. If they'd just showed up in his room for three-in-a-bed without all the rest of it first, the way he'd have performed probably would've been just going through the motions compared to this. There'd have been no raping, spanking or pissing. He'd most likely have been content to just fuck them separately, then call it a night.
But this way he was still going strong, constantly shifting his cock back and forth between their assholes. And looking forward to the enormous wad he was bound to shoot, he was planning to really pour it on in a special way. Which wouldn't be long in occurring because the constant friction of fucking from ass to ass was taking its toll in the form of the rising tide at the pit of his thrusting loins.
Then, Terry's big moment was definitely at hand. He'd held back his jizz as long as humanly possible. It was ready to flow and he knew exactly where he wanted to let it fly.
Out of the ass he happened to be currently fucking lurched his prick. It was filthy with female shit. Then, in the instant he had left before his jizz erupted, Terry grabbed his sisters by their hair and wrenched their faces around while he wedged between their naked bodies so his cock was at the closest possible range.
"Lick it!" he commanded. "Lick your own shit off my ass-fucked prick while I come in your mouths!"
Their heads together, Nancy and Carol obediently put their tongues to work just as their brother's cock exploded with a creamy supply of the thickest, hottest, most possible jizz. What they didn't swallow drooled down their chins. By the time Terry finished coming they were both a mess, which was predictable. What was not was that he still had a jutting hard-on in spite of the load he'd just shot.
"Well," he matter-of-factly said, "looks like I'm just gonna have to fuck you two bitches all over again."
CHAPTER FIVE
Fucked by his sisters into eventual exhaustion, Terry would wind up flat on his back. Nancy and Carol changed the filthy sheets and tucked him into bed. Next morning they'd recovered from the night of action and he hadn't. They guessed they'd just have to tell their mother that her darling boy had suffered a relapse of the ailment he'd had yesterday.
Then, their brother sleeping, Nancy and Carol went to work putting the house back in order before their parents returned. Nancy seemed to have her mind on something else, though. Finally Carol asked what was bothering her.
"What you said about daddy," Nancy hesitantly said. "That wasn't really true, was it? About him jacking off after spanking you?"
"Oh, for sure!" Carol readily admitted. "All the time when you were younger. I used to spy on him after he whipped you, too, and he did the same thing."
Her big sister was so matter-of-fact about it that Nancy had no reason to doubt her.
"Ah, I know what you're thinking, Sis," Carol teased while Nancy fumbled for the right words. "You're wondering how to ask me if daddy's cock is really as big as I said it was, right?"
Nancy gave a self-conscious nod.
Carol held her hands out almost a foot, giggling, "This long." Then she made a semi-circle where her thumb and forefinger were only halfway toward meeting, adding, "And this big around."
"He's hung like that and mom won't let him fuck her except once a month?"
"Shit, it's probably less than that these days," Carol sighed. "I used to spy on them fucking when I was a kid and it was sooo boring. I mean, nothing happened. Mom's totally frigid, at least for daddy. Couldn't come for him if her life depended on it."
Now Nancy sighed. "Poor daddy. He deserves a whole lot better."
"Mmmmmm, you're telling me," Carol agreed. "You should just see for yourself how he's hung when he's really hard. And all the cum his big cock shoots! Wonder what he does to turn himself on now that we're too old to spank anymore."
Then, after a long pause during which you could almost hear the gears clicking in her brain, Carol grinned from ear to ear.
"Come to think of it," she wistfully suggested, "who says we're too old for daddy to still spank us?"
Nancy knew what her sister was getting at and was fascinated. "How bad do you think we'd have to be?"
"We'll never know for sure unless we do our worst, now will we?" Carol snickered. "Just listen to this idea. And remember, Sis, we're a team...."
* * *
Art Devlin sat in his easy chair with his newspaper. He was in the habit of reading every article. The family rule was that no one was allowed touch the paper until he was finished. At one time, when his children were younger, he'd often had to lay down the law by spanking them when they disobeyed him, especially his pesky daughters.
And now, with those spankings a thing of the past, Art was reminded of them again. For, as he went from one page to another, he noticed that something was missing in between. He automatically checked the table of contents.
"The funny papers," he sighed, identifying the missing section and recalling that in the past his oldest daughter had regularly slipped the comics out for herself in spite of his warnings. "See Carl hasn't lost her taste for that nonsense."
Sighing some more, Art Devlin thought back about all the times he'd had to spank Carol as punishment for this very thing. In his mind's eye he could see her bent over his knee, her bare bottom showing after'd pulled down her cotton panties. It had happened so often that she almost seemed to like it.
"Ahhhhh, Carol had a cute, little ass, didn't she?" he admitted to himself now as the missing comics tickled his memory. "So did Nancy when I had to spank her. It wasn't my fault what I did after I got through punishing them. It was just what came naturally...."
His voice trailing off, Art Devlin realized he had a throbbing hard-on. He wished Carol was young enough for him to spank again for having stolen the comics from his newspaper. Or that if he got up he could count on tripping over one of Nancy's wayward toys. What he'd give for the excuse to pull down their panties and get his hands on their bare bottoms again.
Then, looking up, he suddenly saw Carol standing there. There was something different yet eerily familiar about her. Then it struck Art. Rather than the modern young woman she'd come home from college as, she was dressed like a girl still not into her teens. Pigtails. No makeup, her freckles standing out on her apple cheeks. Knee stockings, a pleated skirt, and saddle oxfords. Art halfway started to wonder if he were dreaming.
She was clutching the missing part of the paper, the newsprint smudging her fingers. Art couldn't keep from being drawn helplessly drawn into the past, his cock flexing with nostalgia.
"You took the comic page without my permission again, didn't you, young lady?" he heard himself say.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," Carol childishly whimpered. "I know I've been bad. Are you gonna spank me?"
"Is your mother home?" Art anxiously asked.
"She went shopping," Carol murmured. "Guess that means I'm gonna get it, huh, Daddy? You always spank me when mom's not around."
"This is just between us, young lady," Art said sternly. "Now get down over my knee and take your medicine.
Carol got into position without protest. She even flipped her own skirt up. Her father held his breath at what he saw. White, cotton panties, the little girl kind!
Art pulled them down, his hands trembling. Carol's exposed ass squirmed under his gaze. Between the cheeks he glimpsed her pussy. Incredibly, it was just as hairlessly smooth as it had been when she was a little girl.
By reflex, Art's open hand abruptly slapped its waiting target. His oldest daughter's ass-cheeks reddened and separated from the stinging impact. He could see even more of her cunt as a result. It was partially spread from the rear, drooling from the parted lips with glistening juice-and definitely without a speck of hair.
"Is that all you're gonna spank me, Daddy?" Carol then girlishly asked. "I deserve worse than that for ruining your newspaper after all the times you've warned me not to."
"Yes," Art agreed, "I guess you deserve worse."
He struck her again. This time he'd aimed slightly lower, and his hand came up wet from her oozing pussy.
"I'll leave it up to you," he then said. "You let me know when you think you've had enough."
Art resumed the spanking. The blows came into sticky contact with Carol's bald cunt every time now. She was getting wetter and wetter, her hips rhythmically jerking.
"Enough?" Art hoarsely asked.
"More ... more, Daddy, more," she hoarsely replied.
It was an exchange that had occurred many times in the past, but not for several years. And now, for Art Devlin, the gap between then and the present had temporarily vanished. Spanking his oldest daughter while her excitement grew along with his seemed like the most natural thing in the world to him again.
And, while it took place, Art could feel his straining hard-on rub through his pants against Carol's wriggling pussy. Could she feel his big cock with her little clit. Was that what made her so excited when he turned her over his knee and whipped her?
"Oh, daddy," she cried, "you've spanked me just perfect now! I can feel it right between my legs!"
Her leaking pussy stained Art's pants through to his leg. She had to be coming. Art could hardly wait to get by himself and jack off while her helpless orgasm was still fresh in his mind.
But then, while Carol was still wiggling on his lap....
"Daddy, that's not fair," Nancy pouted, suddenly appearing as if out of nowhere. "You're spanking sis and I've been just as bad as she was."
Art's eyes popped. His youngest daughter was dressed in the same childish way as his older one was. He wondered if her cunt was hairless too.
"I left my toys scattered all over the hallway," Nancy continued, giggling. "I thought you'd trip over them and spank me first before you found out that Carol swiped the funnies out of your newspaper."
Now Carol spoke up. "Let her have her turn, Daddy. She deserves it as much as I do."
So, Art thought, it was all out in the open. They wanted him to spank them. He wished he could be so honest and show them how hard his cock was out of his pants while he was paddling them. He knew they had to feel it when they were hanging over his lap. Would they make it unnecessary for him to have to jack himself off with something a whole lot better? If only he had the nerve to go that far.
Meanwhile, Carol had left and Nancy took her place. Art pulled down her white, cotton panties. Her asscheeks spread before he'd even delivered a slap. Her pussy was completely smooth, too.
"Hurry, Daddy, hurry," Nancy begged. "Hurry up and spank me so I can let go inside. I've been holding it in so long I can taste it."
Art knew exactly what that meant. Piss, hot, gushing, golden, girlish piss. That's what he could expect from Nancy's cunt when he spanked her. Her piss soaking through the crotch of his pants to soak his rigid cock and churning balls.
He started spanking her. Her hairless cunt rubbed against the bulge of his hard-on, then, after about the tenth blow, erupted with a gushing torrent of liquid gold. And now, after spanking his daughters one right after the other for the first time ever, Art couldn't wait to get by himself to jack off. He came in his pants.
"Mmmmmm, I'm not the only one who's wet now," Nancy giggled, her bare loins wiggling against her father's soggy lap.
Art, of course, was terribly embarrassed. He just wanted to go somewhere and hide. But his daughters were in no mood to let him off the hook.
"Excuse me, Daddy," Nancy trilled, "but I've just gotta see with my own eyes what I made you do."
Refusing to leave his lap, she reached between Art's legs and boldly unzipped his fly. Then her hand was inside his pants.
"Oooooh, Carol! Daddy's sooo sticky."
Nancy pulled it out then. Her father's cock. Still dripping with the last of the jizz it had just spilled, it was also still as hard as a rock as it stood up between her asscheeks.
"Gee, Daddy," she next said directly to a mind-boggled Art, "it feels a whole lot better when it's out of your pants and rubbing against me without anything in the way."
Nancy rolled her slender hips, stroking the thick shaft of her father's prick with her hairless pussy. Then a further improvement occurred to her.
"But I'll bet it'd feel even better if it was inside me," Nancy excitedly suggested.
This was the absolute moment of truth for Art Devlin. Was he man enough to fuck his own daughter when that was what she was so obviously hinting at? He didn't know the answer until he heard his own voice.
"Yes, darling, yes," he whispered to Nancy. "Put daddy's cock in your cunt now. Daddy wants to fuck you if that's what you want him to do."
"Mmmm-hmmmm," Nancy sighed.
Now she lifted her crotch while her father's prick jutted at a right angle from his lap, then slid her cunt all the way down his ten-plus inches to his balls. Art knew at once from her pussy's deep groove that she wasn't a virgin, but, damn, if he didn't feel like he was about to lose his own cherry.
"Oh, yeah, Daddy," Nancy moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me."
By now she'd adjusted herself so her legs were straddling her father, as though, face down, she were in a swimming position. Art could see his cock in her, tugging her pussy lips in and out with rhythmically mounting friction.
And then there was Carol, temporarily forgotten but not for long. Catching her father's attention, she cooed, "Wow, watching you two fuck's such a turn-on. Can't keep my hands off my own pussy."
Carol dropped her skirt, so with her panties already gone she was naked below the waist. Then she slipped a pair of fingers into her exposed cunt and started probing deep within.
"'Course," she soon added while she finger-fucked herself, "it'd be even better if I could get in on the action, too."
Once again it was a case of Art Devlin not knowing what his reaction would be until he heard the sound of his own voice. "I-I'll suck your pussy, Carol. Daddy'll put his mouth all over your cunt while he's fucking your little sister if you want him to."
"Talk about an offer I can't refuse," Carol readily accepted her father's suggestion. "Here I come ... and do I mean cummmmmm!"
She went to the chair, standing beside it.
When her father turned at eye-level with her crotch, she promptly thrust her bald cunt against his face. His hungry slurping immediately followed.
"Daddy, use your tongue," Carol then requested. "Use your tongue all the way inside my cunt. Like you're fucking me with it so I can come in your mouth for you."
Art orally surged. Carol's pussy muscles spasmed around his hilting tongue. Then, as she orgasmically groaned, the sweet, sticky warmth of her female cum seeped across her father's tastebuds.
"Ahhhhh, drink it, Daddy, drink it," Carol swooned. "Every drop of my pussy juice. I'm coming so hot and wet for you."
Then, from below, there was another orgasmic swoon. From Nancy, who was coming too as her father's big cock pumped in her cunt.
"Well, Sis," Nancy expressed her delight to Carol, "different chapter, but the same story. We're coming together, just like we always do."
"Told you we're a team," Carol bubbled.
And between them, fucking one of their cunts and sucking the other, Art Devlin listened to his daughters and realized from what they'd said that this undoubtedly wasn't the first time they'd shared the same male. Who else, he couldn't help wondering, had previously fallen under their erotic spell? Then it actually seemed they were going to answer his question for him.
"Bet I know what daddy's thinking right now," Nancy lilted. "He's trying to figure out who else we fucked and sucked together."
"Think we ought to tell him, Sis?" Carol said to Nancy.
"Only after we're finished with him," Nancy replied. "If we blow daddy's mind too much too soon, he might lose his hard-on before both of us get everything we want from it."
"Okay, hear that, Daddy?" Carol asked. "If you ever wanna find out what else sis and I've been up to, you're gonna have to hang in there with a hard-on until Nancy and I've sucked and fucked you every which way but loose. Is it a deal, Daddy?"
Art tried to speak, but Carol held his head and wouldn't let his mouth leave her pussy. So, his face locked between her legs, he just nodded as well as he could that he was willing to be his daughters' stud-service for as long as they wanted.
"Good boy!" Carol said, as if she were the parent and he the child. "Now prove you mean it by coming in Nancy's cunt as quick as you can."
The instant the demand was made, Art's balls rose in their sac to cling to the root of his prick. At the same time, Nancy squeezed her tight, young cunt around his cockmeat harder than at any time before. That was it. Art was moaning into Carol's cunt in reaction to the way his cock was abruptly gushing jizz to the depths of Nancy's pussy.
"Oooooh, Sis," Nancy cheered, "what a load daddy's shooting into me now! He's coming in my cunt like his big cock's pissing jizz. My pussy'll never hold it all. I'll be such a sticky mess."
"Don't worry, kiddo," Carol answered, "I'll clean out your pussy for you after daddy's finished making a mess of it. And if watching me lick his cum out of your fucked cunt doesn't keep his cock hard so he can fuck me while I'm going down on you, then he's not the stud we think he is."
"Well, he's through coming in my cunt now," Nancy said, "so we'll find out what he's made of right away."
Then Nancy's swamped cunt and her father's drained cock finally parted company, as she gracefully slid off his lap and down onto the floor. She landed on all fours, posed like a bitch in heat with her rear-spread cunt oozing excess jism. Moving immediately in behind her at their father's feet was a kneeling Carol. She burrowed her face between Nancy's asscheeks with slurping hunger, feasting on her kid sister's freshly fucked cunt.
Looking down at them, Art rememebered their prediction that his cock would stay hard enough to fuck Carol once he saw her going down on Nancy. And they'd been absolutely right. Art hadn't kept a hard-on like this after already getting a piece of ass since he'd been a young man in the Navy, running whores on shore leave.
He got out of his chair, kicking it backward so he'd have enough room to lower himself to his daughters' level and stick his tireless cock ball-deep into a young cunt. Carol's this time. Damn, Art thought, bald like it was, it was a carbon copy of Nancy's. As far as their pussies were concerned his girls might well have been identical twins.
From behind, Art aimed his cock, set his hips, and shoved. Carol's cunt swallowed his meat to the last fraction of the last inch. Then he was starting to move it in and out, fucking her dog-style while she continued eating her kid sister's previously fucked pussy at the far end of their threesome.
Carol's cunt, her father happily realized, didn't just look like her kid sister's, it was every bit as tight as well. In a blindfold test, Art Devlin could only have guessed which of his daughters he was fucking.
"Damn, if I'm not the luckiest guy in the world to have two horny little girls like my own two princesses," he said happily.
Indeed, Art's only regret at this point was that he hadn't given into his natural instincts in the past and started fucking Carol and Nancy a long time ago. But better late than never, he reminded himself. Most other dads of daughters went to their graves without ever experiencing the pride that came from having their little girls turn on like hot-blooded women to the old man's big, hard cock.
Then, of course, there was another bonus as far as Art was concerned in terms of this spectacular twist his family life had taken. That had to do with his wife, the girls' mother. Sarah had never been able to satisfy him in all their years of marriage and he'd never been able to satisfy her. Art had often wondered why he stuck around-and now he knew!
"Good things come to those who wait," he said, chuckling the old saying.
But he wasn't going to wait very much longer for the next flurry of incestuous pleasure awaiting him. For with his cock pistoning nonstop in Carol's dog-fucked pussy, Art Devlin was on the verge of shooting his wad all over again.
"Carol," he excitedly called, "I'm gonna do it for you now! Ready for a pussyful of daddy's hot, creamy cum?"
But with Carol busily devouring Nancy's cunt, it was the latter who answered their father.
"Give it to her, Daddy! Come in sis's cunt just as much as you came in mine!"
"Are you gonna eat her out like she's doing to you after I come in her?"
"You mean so you can fuck me again, Daddy?" Nancy answered eagerly.
"You wanted a stud-service, so you've got one!" Art boasted.
"Then you've gotta promise to fuck me straight up my ass this time, Daddy!" Nancy declared. "Fuck the shit out of my ass!"
"Guess Carol'll get around to wanting the same thing too, huh?" Art supposed.
"You can bet on it, Daddy!" Nancy said. "No way you're gonna get off doing any kind of number on just one of us. We're a team, sis and me. You fuck one of us, you have to fuck us both-the same way!"
It was an arrangement which Art Devlin was only too glad to be a part of. First things first, though. Before he could fuck ass, there was his oldest daughter's cunt to come in.
"Ahhhhh!" he blurted with immediate release, his cock erupting on cue in Carol's pussy. "Every time I come for you girls it's more than the last time!"
Art wasn't exaggerating. By the time he withdrew his dribbling prick, Carol's swamped pussy was like a drooling wound. And then Nancy scooted around to feast on the result, kneeling in the process of going down on her big sister's freshly fucked cunt so her own inviting ass was the highest part of her body, the perfect target for her father's indestructible hard-on.
Art Devlin, husband, father, provider. Taxpayer. Good citizen. An an hour later he was still going strong in his newest role-stud-service for the horniest pair of daughters any man was ever lucky enough to have.
CHAPTER SIX
The fucking between father and daughters was over. Art Devlin had given his girls all of his cock and cum they'd asked for-and more. It had been his idea to fuck their tits after finishing off their pussies and asses. So now that he'd performed for them like the stud they'd seduced him into being, it was time for Nancy and Carol to keep the rest of the bargain and tell their whole story.
As he listened to them take turns with their incredible tale of incest, Art Devlin just sat there, giving no indication of his response. All his daughters could do was talk on, hoping for some positive reaction out of him sooner or later. For the way Nancy and Carol had planned it, fucking their dad was just part of their grand design. The second part was having him permanently join their team.
"So that's the way it was," Nancy finally finished. "After sis and I had both fucked Terry on our own, fucked each other, and then fucked Terry together, you were our next logical choice, Daddy. We remembered those spankings you used to give us and so we both shaved our pussies so we'd look like little girls again, dressed like kids, acted like we were that age again-and you know the rest."
"No," he answered in measured terms, "I don't know all the rest, girls. What else do you want from me besides my cock and my cum?"
Nancy and Carol looked at one another. In silent agreement they decided that the older of the two of them should be the one to now speak the bottom line.
"Daddy," Carol said after a long pause, "sis and I don't want to stop now. No, make that we can't stop. Stop fucking!"
"These days, most girls your age aren't any different. You're both pretty. Sexy. Pieces of ass as good as there are-I'll vouch for that.
You shouldn't have any trouble getting all the boys you want."
"Not just boys, Daddy. Any girl can get fucked by just anybody if she really wants it. I ought to know, that's what college had been all about for me," Carol said. "But Nancy and I are after something special. Family, Daddy, family ... Family fucking! All of us fucking each other from here on in with no more sneaking around about it."
"And you expect me to go along with that?" Art Devlin asked.
"You're the head of the family, Daddy," Nancy said. "What you say goes. We can all fuck out in the open if you say it's all right."
Art grinned at this. "Girls, aren't you forgetting somebody? A family doesn't just have children and their father. And any chain is only as strong as its weakest link."
"Mom," Nancy and Carol sighed with disappointment. They'd hoped their father might have the clout to make her see things their way.
"Speaking for myself," Art continued, "I've never seen anything that shows that your mother has any interest whatsoever in sex, except to dislike it. She's been frigid as long as I've been fucking her."
It sounded like a dead-end to Carol and Nancy. The former was starting to look forward to her return to college and the latter was thinking about leaving home as soon as possible after she graduated from high school. Their plan was apparently a dismal failure. If they wanted to keep fucking, they'd have to do it like everybody else-in the open market.
But then, like a sudden glow that unexpectedly lit up the room, their father's earlier grin widened almost from ear to ear. He was still sitting on something, it became clear.
"D-daddy?" Nancy and Carol stammered together with breathless hope.
"I just said your mother was frigid with me," Art Devlin said. "But, then again, it's been a long time since she did that much for me either. I did all right, though, when I got the right brand of pussy, now didn't I?"
Art's daughters eagerly nodded.
"Then who knows?" he said. "Maybe if your mother could get fucked by the right kind of cock...."
Here Art paused. The girls hung there in suspense.
"Yep," he said then, "what's good for the goose just might be good for the gander, like they said. If my own daughters can turn me back into a cocksman, who's to say that your mother's cunt won't come back to life if...."
He's paused again, allowing his girls to figure it out on their own.
"Daddy!" Carol gushed. "Do you mean what I think?"
"Daddy, do you?" Nancy added.
Art Devlin delayed committing himself, enjoying the way he was able to make his daughters squirm. They were so damned cute when he had them all atwitter like this. Then, finally, he slowly nodded.
"Terry," Nancy and Carol whispered. "Terry fucking mom!"
Art shrugged, sighing, "Just an idea, of course. But it's the only one I can think of that might work. Otherwise, if your mother ever finds out about the rest of us...."
He drew his finger across his throat, making a hissing sound.
"We're dead."
* * *
Terry Devlin hadn't been able to believe it when his sisters had told him that for the sake of the family he had to try and fuck their mother. But that was nothing compared to his disbelief when they'd revealed it had been their father's idea.
Terry had still been scoffing when his dad had appeared. Since the boy had entered his teenage years their relationship had become quite uneasy. But, on this occasion, Art Devlin gave his son a direct order, which he clearly expected to be carried out with no argument.
"Terry, my boy," he'd commanded, "if you and I expect to keep fucking your sisters without going to jail, there's only one chance in the world we've got to get everybody in this house on the beam. Lad, you've got to fuck your mother and give her the chance to be one of us."
Terry had reeled. But, along with their dad, Nancy and Carol wouldn't take no for an answer. The three of them had hammered away at him until....
Now he was alone in the house with his mom, studying her ass while she bent over to pick up a load of laundry, mother-fucking on his mind.
"Gee," he said to her, noticing the way her shorts snagged between her ass cheeks so he could see her panties, "you look good that way, Mom. If I'd walked in just now and seen you like this without knowing it's you, I'd think you were Nancy or Carol."
Sarah Devlin looked up with blushing embarrassment. "I'm trying to do the wash, Terry. I thought you were supposed to be too sick to go to school. If you're feeling better, fine, but please find something else to do besides getting in my way."
Terry knew he had to be bolder. "Can I help it if I like your ass, Mom?"
Sarah Devlin stood up on wobbly legs and faced her son. "Wh-what did you just say to me, young man?" she gasped. "I like your ass."
"And I ought to slap your face for even thinking such a thing about your own mother-let alone saying it!" Sarah sputtered. "I'm a respectable woman ... and I thought you were a decent boy. At least I raised you that way."
"That doesn't change the shape of your ass, Mom," Terry answered. "Not my fault it's a turn-on."
Now Sarah Devlin did indeed slap her son's face. But he just stood there smirking at her nonetheless. What's more, his eyes seemed to undress her. Sarah had to look away from them to avoid her shame. But when she glanced downward, her gaze uncontrollably settled on the bulge at the crotch of Terry's tight jeans.
"Yeah, Mom," he whispered after a deafening silence, "it's just what you think it is. Want a better look?"
Sarah had been shocked by this point into a trance. With glassy eyes, she breathlessly watched her son unzip his bulging fly. Then his hand was inside his jeans and when it emerged it was holding ten throbbing inches of rigid young cock.
"That's right, Mom," Terry told her, "I'm hung with a big one. Maybe as big as dad's. Only difference is that I think you want my cock the way you've always been able to leave his alone. How about it, Mom, am I right?"
More deafening silence.
"Y-yes," Sarah Devlin heard herself admit, making the most forbidden statement of her life.
"Will you suck my cock if I put it in your mouth, Mom?" Terry brazenly asked. "Will you swallow my jizz when I come?"
"Y-yes."
It was time now for Terry to force the issue to the ultimate. "Then get on your knees, bitch. Suck my cock so I come in your mouth and you drink every drop."
He closed the distance between his mother and himself, clamped his large hands on her slender shoulders, and forced the poor woman down to the level of his crotch. His cockhead jutted under her nose. Then, closing her eyes, she let her mouth fall open. She was drooling.
"Yeah, Mom, that's perfect, " Terry said. "Your mouth looks just like a cunt. Come to think of it, you don't have to suck my cock after all. I'll flat-out fuck your mouth instead. Get myself in practice for when I get around to fucking your real cunt."
His prick surged. On the receiving end, his mother hungrily slurped until she'd deep-throated the whole thing to the root.
"I can already tell that you give good head, Mom," Terry said. "Now squeeze my balls to go along with it. And if you've got a spare finger, it'd sure as hell feel good poking up my asshole."
Her only thought now to sexually service her hung son, Sarah Devlin performed like a whore instead of a respectable wife and mother. While she sucked Terry's cock, one of her hands filled with the bulging pouch containing his balls and applied clutching pressure. Then her other hand was inside his pants, exploring the crack of his ass. When she found the right opening, her middle finger surged within the narrow, gritty channel.
"That's it, Mom," Terry grunted. "Suck my cock ... squeeze my nuts ... finger-fuck my asshole. Keep all three up and I'll be coming in your mouth before you know it!"
But, as it turned out, it was Sarah Devlin herself who came first. For, as she gave her son a the blow-job, it was as if she'd sprouted a phantom clit in her throat which was stimulated by Terry's rubbing cockhead. All at once, after being frigid for years with her husband, she was climaxing wildly from sucking her son's prick.
Terry accurately picked up on it. "You're coming right now, aren't you, Mom? Coming from getting your mouth fucked. How about that? Looks like I was right on the money about your mouth being just like a cunt."
Then, after bucking his crotch, it was Terry's turn to come. His cock exploded at the depths of his mother's orgasmic throat. In reply, Sarah began gulping down the teenage jizz as fast as it spurted, climaxing herself harder than ever.
"Okay, now," Terry rasped when his creamy flow had slowed to a dribble, "don't let a drop of my cum get away from you, Mom. Keep sucking until I tell you to stop. Suck on the head of my prick like it's a big, fat nipple and you're a hungry, little baby. Go after the last of my jizz the way I used to do with your milk when I was the baby with a mouthful of one of your titties."
Her son's comparison between the way she'd once breast-fed him and how she now sucked his cock all these years later had the kind of appeal for Sarah Devlin that only a mother could feel. To carry him for nine months, then raise a boy from an infant until he was old enough for his beautiful, young prick to be this hard for you-it had to be a mother's proudest moment, and yet most women would never know its joy.
Sarah sighed around a mouthful of her son's cock. Terry's prick represented the reward of motherhood better than anything else she could imagine. And if she was woman enough to suck it, then she was woman enough to....
"Fuck!" she panted, her son's cock drained but still hard, finally leaving her oral grasp. "Mommy wants you to fuck her cunt, Terry.
Your big, hard cock in the same cunt I squeezed you out into the world through. I see it now. I've been waiting for you to fuck me ever since you were born."
Terry drew back and looked at her as she stripped for him. She took off everything, so pleased to show him her naked body. And she had every right to be proud of herself. She was gorgeous, every bit as trim and sexy as her daughters.
"Like me, Son?" she expectantly asked.
"Doesn't my cock give you the answer?" Terry answered, his hard-on stabbing the air with sharply jutting arousal. "I'm even more turned on than I was before I came in your mouth."
Then Terry watched as his nude mother settled onto a pile of laundry, using it like a huge pillow under her ass. Her knees were up, then parted, her open thighs the gateway to her spreading cunt. It was, Terry realized, probably the same position she'd been in when he was born. And now, today, her invitation for him to fuck her.
"Your cock in my cunt ... now, Terry, now," Sarah steamily called. "Be my motherfucker! Fuck mommy's cunt with my cock so that she comes so much for you she can't stand how good it feels."
Terry had originally agreed to come on to their mom because of his sisters, because he thought going along with this crazy scheme was the only way he could keep getting into their pants. But now that their mother was spread out before him, Terry had temporarily forgotten all about the charms of Nancy and Carol in favor of the cunt that had delivered them all into the world.
So he knelt in front of her after dropping his jeans. She was fingering her pussylips apart, offering a perfect target for his anxious cocks. When Terry rammed into her he immediately wrapped her legs aorund, him forcing his prick even deeper into her pussy than he'd thrust it on his own. And, with their joined crotches grinding together, mother and son were officially fucking.
"Ahhhhh, I'm coming already," Sarah moaned, "and I'm not gonna stop coming over and over again until after you come, too, darling. 'S like I'm catching up for all the times I never felt anything when your father fucked me."
Terry liked knowing that he was the only one in the family to make his mother come. Indeed, he felt personally responsible for making certain that she climaxed as many times as she could to make up for all the years his father had left her cold.
"Oh, yes," his mother panted when he brought his mouth into play to add to his steadily pumping cock in her cunt, "suck my titties. Suck my titties the way you did when you were a baby. Goes just perfect with your prick fucking my pussy. Makes me come twice as much for you, darling."
With a stiff, plump nipple in his mouth, Terry used his teeth just enough to make his mother squirm from a hint of welcome pain. But then, as so often happens during sex at its best, the more she got the more Sarah wanted.
"Bite me, bite me!" she soon urged Terry.
His teeth sank into the spongy flesh around her nipple, the latter surging from the pressure Terry applied so it almost reached his throat. He almost thought he could taste his mother's milk.
"More, even more," Sarah then urged. "More than just your mouth on my titties and your cock in my cunt. Do something to me in the place no one has ever touched but me until now."
Terry knew where she meant. His hand went down there, between her asscheeks. The tight hole awaiting him puckered in readiness and he dug inside with gouging penetration.
"Yes, yes, my ass!" Sarah squealed. "Finger-fuck mommy's ass, Terry! Where mommy shits! Finger-fuck mommy's ass so she shits for you while she comes! Make mommy feel so dirty that she doesn't recognize herself anymore!"
Her asshole expanded to take three of her son's fingers. Then enough for Terry to curl his knuckles so the cluster was like a second cock in her butt to go along with the one already in her cunt. Through the thin wall between channels the two fuck-tools bumped together.
"Mmmmm, I can't tell my ass from my pussy anymore!" swooned Sarah. "And I'm not just gonna shit while I come, either ... have to piss, too!"
Then, having warned her son, Sarah Devlin let it all hang out. The hot slime of female fudge seeped between his butt-fucking knuckles. Then, after a wrenching spasm, her cunt erupted to abruptly bathe Terry's cock with liquid gold. And with an underlying buzz as she shit and pissed, Sarah continued to come non-stop.
Even his horny sisters hadn't been this dirty for Terry. He felt like he was rolling in their own personal gutter with his filthy mother. And the more she dragged him down to her level, the more beautiful she seemed to him.
"I've gotta come now, mom," he breathlessly told her. "Come in your pissing cunt. Shoot the best load I ever have!"
"Just promise me one thing then," Sarah rasped.
"Anything, mom," Terry readily agreed, his straining prick on the ball-grabbing verge of eruption.
"That you stay hard for me no matter how much you come," Sarah gusted. "So when you're finished giving me a cuntful of your jizz, you can switch right away and fuck my ass just as good with your big, stiff cock!"
"You didn't have to ask," Terry told her. "I'd always made up my mind your ass was as good as fucked just as soon as your pussy's full of my cum."
"Then, my God, what're you waiting for?" Sarah impatiently cried.
So, on cue, Terry's hilted prick gushed in her cunt. She pulled her legs back and drew them all the way over her head, tipping her crotch in order to hold as much of the teenaged jizz as she could within her instantly swamped pussy. This also served another purpose. When Terry finished unloading and pulled his dripping cock out of her freshly fucked cunt, there was her asshole in plain sight a notch below, a perfect target.
Terry looked at the three fingers that had just left her rear chute. They were covered with her shit. He knew that his cock would soon be in the same condition. And so, without hesitation, he took the plunge.
The squishing was loud on his way in and even louder when he was hilted to the balls and his mother hooked her knees over his shoulders so she had the leverage to put her ass in rhythmic gear, writhing to a steady beat from the hips down.
She told him as she set the tempo that nothing she'd ever done came so naturally to her as being butt-fucked by his big cock. It was hard for her to believe that she had been cherry where she shit until now. But, all in all, it had been well worth the wait. She couldn't imagine ever opening up her ass to any cock except her precious son's.
"It's like I've just been sleep walking before this," she said. "Like my life is only really beginning now that we're fucking. I'll never go back to the way I was after this-it'd be like committing suicide."
"What about dad?" Terry asked as she fucked him with her horny ass.
"Who?" Sarah Devlin scoffed. "He doesn't exist anymore as far as I'm concerned. I couldn't care less what happens to him. The girls can take care of him after we're gone."
"We're g-gone?" Terry stammered. "Us?"
"We're not staying in this prison any longer than we have to," Sarah vowed. "Don't worry, I've got money of my own nobody else knows about. I'll file for divorce, give your father custody of the girls, then we'll move into our own place where we can fuck whenever we want without anybody in the way."
Terry didn't know what to think. This wasn't the way it was supposed to have worked out. Fucking his mother had been planned as a way to bring the family closer together, not tear it apart.
"We can talk about it later, though," Sarah then said. "Right now, I'm ready for your cock to shoot in my ass, darling." And, giggling, she added, "After all, I'm still halfway cherry where I shit until I'm fucked there full of your hot cum."
After the mind-trip she'd just laid on him, Terry was glad to just go ahead and let his cock and balls do his thinking for him. There was no doubt they were primed to deliver, thanks to the constant friction generated by his mother's asstunnel.
"You got it, Mom, I'm coming!" he blurted out.
Squealing with joy, his mother milked his spurting prick with her ass just as completely as she'd previously done with her mouth and cunt. Only this time there was a difference in Terry, as he reeled with exhaustion after he'd creamed this load. Maybe he was just inventing an excuse so his mother couldn't force the issue for the time being about them running off together.
"I-I feel dizzy, Mom," he muttered, his wilted cock shrinking out of her freshly fucked asshole. "Gotta lie down somewhere quick ... can't talk."
His mother had to accept it when he staggered off toward his room. But once he got there, behind his closed door, Terry was abruptly and keenly alert.
"What am I gonna tell Nancy, Carol and dad?" he wondered aloud. "That I fucked mom too good?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
She was gone when Terry dared to come out of his room. Then, after he'd made sure of her absence, he came back and discovered at his feet a note she'd slipped under his door.
"Leave everything to me," it said. "When your father and sisters come home just pretend everything's normal and I'll take care of the rest. Don't worry, darling, we're on our way to forever together." She'd signed it, "More than just love, Mom."
"What a mess," Terry sighed, staring at the message.
He thought about the possibility of just going ahead and doing what his mother wanted, running off with her. But then he realized that this would mean leaving his sisters behind to be fucked by their dad. Carol would probably drop out of college and she and Nancy would treat the old man like a king, with twice as much pussy as Terry himself would be getting.
"Mom's a great piece of ass," Terry said, "but I'm not ready to settle down with just her. Somebody's just gotta set her straight, that's all there is to it."
"Is to what?" came a musical voice from the doorway.
Terry jumped from the sound of Nancy's question, as she poked her head into his room. Then Carol was there, too. They were back, their faces glowing with anticipation about him fucking their mother.
He took a deep breath and did the only thing he could, laying the bad news at his sisters' feet so they could figure out what to do. After all, they'd gotten him into this, so now it was up to them to get him out of it.
Nancy and Carol, though, didn't have any bright ideas this time. They sat in stunned shock as Terry filled them in on their mother's determination to break up the family so she could have him all to herself.
"What do I do when she tries to move me out with her?" Terry asked.
Nancy and Carol had no answers. Then one of them pointed out that Terry fucking their mom had been their father's idea. So it was his job to do something about how it had turned out.
"But maybe he doesn't want to," the other Devlin sister said with growing suspicion. "Maybe daddy knew all the time what'd happen and just wanted to get rid of both mom and Terry so he could have us to fuck by himself."
"Well, if that's what he thought, he can think again! I don't care how big his cock is, if that's what he planned behind our backs after we trusted him then mine's one pussy he'll never fuck again...."
"You and me both, Sis!"
"Where is dad, anyway?" Terry asked the fuming girls.
"Still at work, I guess," a sister grumbled.
But, in reality, Art Devlin was where he'd been for some time. Not at his office, but here at home, an invisible presence who'd been an eavesdropping witness to the day's remarkable events. Abruptly appearing at this point, he greeted his frowning children with a mocking grin.
"Ready to give up so easy, huh?" Then, after revealing to them that he'd personally been on hand to see and hear how things had gone, he claimed, "Yes, we're right where we want to be at this stage of the game with your mother.
Right on schedule."
"Bullshit, Daddy! That's pure bullshit!" Carol spat.
Art was calm. "I said that your mother would fuck your brother if she had the chance, didn't I? Well! You fucked her, Son, I watched you do it. Hardly recognized your mother as the same woman I've been married to all these years the way she went after your cock."
"Yeah, but what about the rest of it, Dad?" Terry snapped. "Now I've gotta deal with mom like she was my wife instead of yours. She wants to own me."
Art remained calm. "Or you might say hooked. Isn't that what we were after?"
"Yeah, but...."
"And now comes chapter two," Art went on. "After all, you have to make someone want something bad enough in the first place before they're so desperate they'll agree to anything to keep it. Agree to any terms ... our terms ... and that's just where we've got your mother if we keep playing our cards right."
From there, Art told his son and daughters the rest of his plan. They wound up sold, with new respect for the sneaky way their father's mind worked. He was more than just one of them by now, he was their leader in the incestuous rush to turn the family into a movable orgy. no
* * *
Devlin was very pleased with herself. After years of her drab existence as a passive housewife, she'd met with immediate success in striking out on her own to establish a new life for herself and her stud of a son. Moving even faster than she'd earlier anticipated, the apartment she'd rented for them was just perfect. She couldn't wait for Terry to fuck her in their own bed, in their own place.
"Now to get my guy," she lilted after the key was hers.
She decided to call home first, though, to make sure Terry was alone. She didn't want there to be a messy scene with the rest of the family. The instant she heard her son's voice, she knew something was wrong.
"Just don't come home now, Mom," Terry told her, practically whispering. "Things are, well, kinda complicated around here right now. That's all I can say. Just do yourself a favor and stay away until later."
Sarah was shaken.
"Really, Mom, gotta go," Terry said anxiously. "Tell you what, you somewhere so you can leave me your number? That'd be best. Just sit tight there, and, uh, like they say ... well, you know, don't call me, I'll call you."
Stunned by this brush-off, Sarah wanted to think it had something to do with Art. Resenting her husband was so easy. But then Sarah overheard the unmistakable sound of female laughter in the backgrouns on the other end of the line.
"Hurry up and come back to bed, Terry! I'm so horny for you to fuck me."
Sarah couldn't recognize the voice because it was too far off in the distance. But, as far as she was concerned, who it was definitely was far less important than what it was. Her son was fucking some little teenaged cunt behind her back!
Pretending she'd heard nothing, Sarah hurriedly said, "Just remembered something I have to do. Don't know how long it'll take me. We'll just have to put this on hold for the time being, I guess."
She hung up before her son could reply and then ran to her car. Driving as though she were in a race, she was on her way to the house she'd called home for so long which she'd thought she was ready to leave behind forever, returning for a showdown with her cheating son.
When she arrived, Sarah didn't hesitate. She marched up the walk, then through the front door without knocking. She didn't know which one whose eyes she'd scratch out, her unfaithful son or the slut he was fucking. But somebody was going to pay!
Then, in the living room, the sound of moaning and creaking bedsprings reached Sarah's ears. She had the sense that she could actually hear the squishing rhythm of a hard cock in a wet pussy. There was no doubt about it, she was going to catch them red-handed. Could she stand to actually see her son's cock in someone else's cunt? But did she have any choice? Her whole future was at stake.
Following the telltale noises, Sarah arrived at her son's room. The door was slightly ajar. Taking the deepest breath of her life, she looked inside. And saw the fucking she expected, but still couldn't believe her eyes.
"No!" she whimpered when she recognized the girl nakedly writhing beneath Terry while his big cock pumped in her pussy. "Not her! It's too much for any mother to take."
Sarah wanted to hate Nancy for stealing Terry away from her. But she couldn't, in spite of her jealousy.
"She's beautiful," Sarah was forced to admit. "They're so beautiful together. Nancy's cunt must be so young and tight for Terry, how can I blame him for wanting to fuck her? And his cock is so big and hard, how can I blame her for fucking him?"
If it had been left at this, at this point Sarah would have sneaked away in defeat. But yet another shock awaited her, leaving her unable to budge as her humiliation and fascination doubled when it turned out she'd lost out to more than just Nancy.
"Wow, look at that fucking," Carol breezily said, emerging in the nude from the shadows. "If I didn't think I could hold my own, I'd take a hike and let you finish the job on sis, Terry. But since I've got myself hung for the job, well, gimme some room."
Nancy looked up at her big sister. "Oh, Carol, if you don't fuck my ass with that monster while Terry's fucking my cunt, I'll never let you hear the end of it."
"That's what it's here for," Carol boasted, stroking the jutting prong which extended like a female hard-on from her crotch.
From afar, Sarah had never seen anything like it. What was this thing with which her older daughter had obscenely outfitted herself? It was an artificial cock designed so one female could fuck another, one end jammed into Carol's pussy and the other end ready to surge into Nancy.
"Oh, Terry," Nancy said to her brother, "hurry up and let's get ready so sis can butt-fuck me with her dildo at the same time you fuck my cunt. I've gotta get up on my hands and knees and you've gotta slide underneath me."
"You damned dykes," Terry laughed. "Jeez, the crap I put up with just so I can get it on with my own sisters. Maybe I ought to just find myself a normal chick so I can fuck her all to myself."
"Sure," Carol scoffed, "like mom. Then she could bore you silly. Just like she already did with daddy. You're just lucky you've got us to save you from that old bitch, you little motherfucker. Why you ever fucked her tired, old pussy in the first place beats me."
"Aw, I guess I felt sorry for the old hag," Terry answered, sounding serious now. "But no more Mr. Nice Guy. No more charity mother-fucking."
Outside the door, Sarah Devlin felt like human waste. How could her own children be so cruel? Hadn't she given them the best years of her life? And now this! It was enough to make Sarah want to slink away somewhere and just die. What was the point of living?
But then, in all honesty, Sarah had to accept that she'd asked for it. Wasn't she really the pot calling the kettle black? After all, hadn't she herself been ready to turn her back on her daughters in order to fuck Terry? So, if he was such a stud that she was willing to go that far, how could she blame Nancy and Carol for wanting to fuck him themselves?"
"If I wasn't willing to share his cock with anybody, why should the girls be willing to share with me?" Sarah said to herself in a painful whisper. "I'm getting just what I deserve for being so selfish."
"Mmmmm, that's it," Nancy sighed to her brother and sister, "now we're really getting someplace."
Nancy was up on all fours by this time. His cock only briefly leaving her cunt, Terry's movements had been in perfect harmony with hers, as he twisted and turned to wind up beneath her on his back. Nancy currently straddled him with her arms and legs, impaling her pussy on the spike of his standing boner. In the process, her ass, cheeks spread, had become the highest point of her naked body.
"Yeah, there's that horny, little butt I love to fuck," the dildo-wearing Carol said, lining up behind her kid sister while Terry fucked Nancy from below. "Love the way your asshole bulges out for me when there's another cock already in your pussy, Sis. Makes a perfect target for me to fuck."
"Then what're you waiting for, you hung bitch?" Nancy teased Carol over her shoulder. "Give me that monster where I shit right fucking now!"
"It's on the way," Carol rasped.
She straightened out the dildo that was anchored in her own cunt so the cockhead of the exposed half nudged the swollen pucker of her kid sister's tightest opening. Then, after setting her hips, her crotch bucked, the artificial prick surged and on the receiving end Nancy was howling with joy.
"Oooooh, that hurts sooo gooood!" she cried. "Nothing hurts any better than getting fucked up my ass!"
"And," swooned Carol from behind, "nothing jams a two-way dildo back up my pussy better than shoving the other end into my kid sister's tight ass. So that my cunt's getting fucked at the same time I fuck ass."
"You damned dykes. You get started on each other and I might as well just jerk myself off."
"Your cock's still in my cunt, isn't it?" Nancy called down to him. "Well, then use it."
This, of course, had been Terry's intention all along. His supposed grumbling was really no more than his way of reminding his sisters that he was the one with the balls. Carol's dildo in Nancy's ass has forced several inches of his prick from the latter's cunt but now he was ready to turn things around. Up from the bed his crotch lurched, all his strength channeled to his stabbing prick to power a mighty cock-thrust.
"Whew, now that's ripping my pussy the way it ought to be ripped!" Nancy swooned with delight. "All the cock in my cunt must've knocked sis' dildo halfway out of my ass."
"Not for long, though!" vowed Carol.
Then she was the one with the lurching crotch and stabbing cock, reclaiming the depths of Nancy's asshole with a hilting surge of the dildo. Once again Terry's flesh and blood prick yield in their kid sister's cunt. But then Terry replied with macho force from below and a friendly fucking contest between her brother and sister was in full swing.
"God, I love it!" Nancy cried, caught in the middle of alternating cock-thrusts in her pussy and ass. "Fuck my cunt, Terry! Fuck my butt, Carol! Fuck me to death with your big, hard pricks!"
Carol and Terry poured it on, making their sister wildly come. And, from afar, watching her youngest daughter writhe with orgasmic ecstasy, Sarah Devlin realized it wasn't just her son she lusted for now.
"My girls ... my beautiful girls," she murmured. "I want to suck and fuck them, too ... have them suck and fuck me ... if only they'd give me the chance to prove I'm one of them. Prove I still belong in this family."
Sarah was so horny from watching that she couldn't keep her hand off her own cunt. Her clit was stiffer and more swollen with desire than she'd ever felt it, like a female version of a miniature hard-on. She could actually grasp it between her thumb and finger at the top of her pussy under her panties and jack it off. But she craved more than simply her own hand.
"Ooooooh, if only one of the kids were doing this to me," she moaned. "One of my girls playing with my clit ... even sucking my clit."
And then, from the bedroom, Sarah Devlin overheard something to which she could not help reacting. It was her youngest daughter again, saying the most tempting thing that Sarah could imagine.
"Only one thing could be better than two cocks in me. That'd be if I had something sweet 'n' juicy to suck at the same time. A cunt'd be so super right now. A sweet, juicy cunt for me to suck, coming in my mouth to go along with the fucking."
"Oh, darling," Sarah whispered with yearning frustration. "I'd give anything to give you my cunt to suck. To come in your mouth while your brother and sister are fucking you. If only you knew how much I want to be there in bed with all of you. If only I had the nerve to show you what a cunt I am."
But, in spite of her intense longing to join her children, Sarah held back. For, recalling their earlier remarks about her being an old hag with a tired, old pussy, she feared total rejection should she try and join the action. And that would just kill her.
The temptation for Sarah to take such a risk, though, mounted.
"I'd suck anybody's cunt I could if I had the chance. Just about any dirty, old cunt there was. Wouldn't care whose," Nancy moaned.
"Even mom's?" Carol laughed from behind, continuing to butt-fuck her kid sister with the dildo while Terry fucked pussy from below.
"Mmm-hmmmm," Nancy answered, "even hers. If mom were here, I'd give her a cuntful of so much tongue that she wouldn't be able to stop coming in my mouth!"
"Serve you right if the old bitch actually showed up to take you up on it," Terry cracked from below.
"I'd take what I could get," Nancy maintained. "You and sis fucking my cunt and ass has me so horny that I'm ready for anything ... just so long as it's more."
And, outside the door, this was it for Sarah Devlin, her moment of truth. She had to either leave now to avoid temptation, or swallow her pride and give completely into it regardless of the consequences.
Her burning cunt made her decision for her. As if it had taken over from her brain, it drew her hands to her skirt and made them strip it away. Next, the same thing with her dripping panties. Then, as an after-thought, the rest of her clothes. Suddenly, Sarah was stark naked with her cunt ordering her into bed with her fucking children.
"Yes, yes," she panted to urge herself on, as if she were listening to her cunt speaking directly to her.
Then Sarah had entered the bedroom. Her children, though, failed to notice. Even when she approached the bed so they seemingly couldn't miss her, there was still no reaction from them. It was as if she were invisible.
Totally ignored, Sarah had every reason to sense the rejection she had so feared. But her cunt wouldn't allow her to take a backward step. It seemed to pull the rest of her forward, demanding to be sucked.
Now Sarah stood, trembling, at the edge of the bed. Nancy looked not so much at her mother as right through her. The next move was Sarah's alone to make, the most important one of her life. Indeed, as if her very life depended on it.
Breathless, she got onto the bed, kneeling before Nancy. Her thighs were apart, her pussy lips separated. Leaking juice dripped from the beard of her soggy cunt.
And then, choking on a combination of humiliation and desperate desire, Sarah Devlin said to her youngest daughter, "Eat me, Nancy ... Please, darling, please, I'm begging you ... Eat my dirty, old pussy while your brother and sister fuck you."
CHAPTER EIGHT
When her youngest daughter's mouth made contact with her desperately yearning cunt, Sarah Devlin had climaxed on the spot. But she still wasn't home free by any means. For the thrill of coming could only last so long. And when it had passed, Sarah would still have to face her children. Would they be laughing at her, cruelly mocking her for trying to hold her own with them when they thought she was a pitiful old hag?
Well, she had to know. Fearfully, she held her breath and opened her eyes. Looking across Nancy's naked body, Sarah stared straight at her other daughter. Still in the process of fucking her kid sister in the ass with the dildo that was also lodged in her own pussy, Carol grinned back at her ashen mother.
"So, Mom," Carol chuckled, "why'd you take so long to stop watching and start doing what comes naturally? Thought you were gonna stay out there in the cold forever. That we'd set you up for nothing."
"S-set me up?" stammered Sarah. "W-wanted me all along along? Th-then why did you say all those terrible things about me?"
"So you'd think you had to prove us wrong by coming on extra strong. We wanted you desperate."
"I ... I don't know whether to feel like a fool," Sarah sighed, "or the luckiest woman in the world."
"Try the horniest woman in the world, Mom," Carol kidded. "We've got you this far, now the rest is up to you. And you can get busy on it right now, while Nancy's still eating your cunt."
"I-I already came in her mouth," Sarah defensively noted.
"Make it even dirtier than that, Mom," Carol urged. "The dirtiest thing you can manage."
"How will I know it's enough?" Sarah anxiously asked.
"When you're really rolling, I'll give Terry the word to come in sis's pussy," answered Carol. "God knows, the poor boy's been holding back long enough, waiting for you to join the party. But once you're in the groove, his cock'll shoot off like the fourth of July to celebrate that you're really one of us."
Sarah knew that this was do or die with her kids. If she wasn't dirty enough for them they'd go on sucking and fucking without her, leaving her to the loneliest existence imaginable for a mother-life apart from her children.
"C'mon, Mom, get dirty!"
Sarah began grinding her cunt against Nancy's face again. Her youngest girl responded with plenty of tongue. Sarah would certainly have no problem in coming some more, except that this time she'd been warned it wouldn't be enough.
"Talk yourself into it, Mom. Convince yourself what a filthy slut you can be," Carol said.
"Yes, yes," Sarah now heard herself say, "I'm filth. Just coming in my little girl's mouth isn't low enough for a cunt like me."
"Right on, Mom!" Carol called. "Hear that, Terry? Better get ready to come in Nancy's pussy, 'cause mom sounds like she's gearing up for something special."
"When I let go in Nancy's mouth again, has to be with more than just pussyjuice," Sarah said, spurring herself on. "Have to come and ... and...."
"You're almost there, mom!" Carol cried. "Do it, slut, do it!"
"Have to come," Sarah rasped, bearing down from within as she took a cuntful of Nancy's tongue. "And ... there's no other way ... come and piss in my little girl's mouth!"
Having made her kinky decision, in the split-second before her cunt erupted in her youngest daughter's face Sarah looked for approval from her butt-fucking oldest daughter. Carol's response couldn't have been more welcome.
"Perfect, Mom! Now! Now!"
Sarah promptly let go with everything she had, orgasmically pissing in her youngest daughter's waiting mouth. Nancy began thirstily gulping just as soon as her mother's pussy began gushing. There could be little doubt now in Sarah Devlin's mind that she'd passed her children's test.
"You heard it, Terry, mom's pissing and coming in sis's mouth. So come along with her in sis's cunt," Carol said.
"Jeez, it's about time," Terry gasped with relief.
Then, with a violent buck of his crotch, he was moaning with release.
"And last but not least," Carol then announced, "there's yours truly."
Before now Carol had been alternating cock-strokes with her brother, as she fucked Nancy's ass and he fucked pussy. At this point, though, with Terry's hilted prick spurting jizz a notch away, Carol simultaneously buried her own prick to the depths of her kid sister's asshole.
"Arrgghhh!" Nancy howled, her face flying up from her mother's cunt so she slobbered pussy juice and piss as she screamed. "This is killing me!"
With a mother's concern, Sarah Devlin flinched and gulped, "Will she be all right?"
"Don't worry, Mom," Carol called back with assurance, "the little bitch loves it. Besides, the better we hurt her, the more she'll get off when we baby her afterward."
"I-I hope so," Sarah anxiously muttered.
"Trust me, Mom," Carol said. "I know Nancy like I do myself. Just watch what happens next and you'll see. Before you know it, you'll be helping me to get sis purring like a kitten."
"Then it's all yours for now," Terry sighed from the bottom of the action, his balls having been drained. "After that workout, it's gonna take watching you chicks do your thing for me to get my cock up again."
He squirmed out into the open, his sticky prick temporarily wilted. And, as he moved to the sidelines, Carol pulled out both ends of the two-way dildo, the filthy part from Nancy's fucked ass and the glistening half from her own juicy pussy.
"Look what I have for you now, Sis," Carol then crooned.
Seemingly fucked into a daze, Nancy rolled over, her glassy eyes trained on the dripping dildo her big sister held up. Then, in the universal sign of hunger, she licked her lips.
"Which end do you want to suck while I fuck your titties with the other end, Sis?" Carol asked.
"You know," Nancy gurgled.
"Mmm-hmmmm," Carol smirked, bringing one end of the artificial cock to Nancy's welcoming mouth.
Without hesitation, Nancy deep-throated the half that had just been up her ass as though it were the sweetest thing she'd ever tasted.
"Don't forget my titties," Nancy said around the end of the dildo flavored by her own fucked butt.
"Not a chance, Sis," Carol said, rolling the pussy-slicked end over the slopes of her kid sister's small but perfect titties.
"Between them," Nancy gurgled.
The dildo was just long enough to extend from Nancy's mouth to a nice insertion in the space between her tits. When it was in place, Carol began guiding the slippery vinyl cockhead in a rhythmic motion.
"Ahhh, I'm almost ready to come all over again," Nancy said. "Just get mom to do something to my cunt and...."
"You heard her," Carol said to their wide-eyed mother. "Ever licked the jizz out of a cunt after it's just been fucked?"
Sarah shook her head-and licked her lips.
"You won't believe how good jizz tastes when it's spiced with pussyjuice," Carol said to her mother. "Go on, do yourself and sis a great, big favor."
There as no turning back for Sarah Devlin now. She was face-down between her youngest daughter's spread thighs as quickly as she could get there. The instant she made oral contact, Nancy's freshly fucked cunt poured Terry's excess cum down her throat. And as soon as she tasted it, all Sarah wanted was more.
"Well, Sis," Carol said to Nancy, "mom's sucking the jizz out of your pussy while I'm fucking your mouth and titties, so the rest is up to you. Come, girl, come!"
On cue, Nancy arched her naked body, then shuddered from head to toe. She was abruptly climaxing so intensely that her own cum washed away all of her brother's leftover jizz until her orgasmic pussy was pumping pure female honey into her mother's feasting mouth.
And meanwhile, temporarily out of the picture, there was Terry. At this point he'd seen enough. Enough for his young cock to have snapped back to attention. He knew just where he wanted to put it, too. For, as his mother knelt down to eat his younger sister's cunt, her plump ass provided an irresistibly inviting target.
"I'll surprise her," he whispered.
Back around his mother he edged, without being noticed by her. With a sixth sense, though, his big sister Carol glanced over her shoulder at him while she worked Nancy's mouth and tits with the dildo. Then, with a quick nod, she gave Terry the go-ahead to plug back into the action.
So into position Terry silently moved. Now, up closer, he could see his mother's asshole practically glowing between her semi-spread rear cheeks. After the way his sisters had shaved their pussies, the way this shitpit was decorated with a wispy trail of hair growing from the cunt was a welcome change.
To take his mom unaware, Terry realized, he had to jam his prick up her butt right away. Cock his hips, draw a bead with the weapon of his revived hard-on, then....
"Yeeeoowww!" Sarah Devlin screamed, rearing up from her youngest daughter's cunt.
But then, in the next ragged breath, she was taking what had just occurred without warning for granted.
"Oh, yes, Terry darling, your big cock in my ass. What took you so long to start fucking me there? You know how mommy loves your hard, young cock fucking her where she shits."
"And how much," Carol called, "would mommy love my big, long dildo fucking her cunt to go along with the fucking in her ass?"
"Would you really?" Sarah excitedly asked.
"Just try and stop her, Mom," Nancy chuckled. "And take it from me, you haven't really been fucked until you've taken two cocks at once in both holes."
"Can't wait!" Sarah hornily cried. "Fuck me, Carol, fuck my pussy with that beautiful hunk as hard as Terry's fucking my ass!"
"You're my meat, Mom," Carol leered.
She got up on her knees and slipped one end of the dildo into her own cunt. The other half jutted from her crotch to turn her into a female stud.
"Mmmmm, now I've got two hung kids to mother-fuck me," Sarah swooned. "Terry, you'd better watch out or word'll get around that Carol has a bigger cock than you do."
"But I've still got the balls," Terry drawled.
"But it's the inches mom's interested in right now," Carol joked back. "And this chick right here's got as many as any guy to fuck with."
Carol then moved to get into position, sliding between their mother's arms and legs when Nancy got out of the way. Then Sarah reached down for the dildo and snagged its cockhead between her pussylips.
"Oh, Mom, hurry," Carol said from below. "Put it in you. My cock all the way into your cunt so I can fuck it just as hard as Terry's fucking your ass."
Dipping her crotch, Sarah promptly slid her eager cunt down the slippery cockpole. In the process, the entering bulk of the dildo forced her son's cock partially out of her asshole a notch away-but Terry was already gearing for a thrusting comeback.
"Hey, Mom, remember me?" he joked.
His crotch lurching, his big prick was abruptly hilted again, with Carol's dildo now giving ground in their mother's cunt. But not the kind of girl who'd let her kid brother out-fuck her, Carol was quickly pushing the dildo back in with all her considerable strength.
"Oh, kids ... kids," Sarah Devlin gasped, "you're going to fuck me to death if you don't stop this."
"You should be so lucky, mom," Carol laughed.
"God, don't I know it!" Sarah cried. "Don't stop, kids, don't stop fucking me as hard as each of you can!"
Carol and Terry poured it on, alternating their surging cock in their mother's cunt and asshole. Sarah was quickly coming and once she'd started she couldn't stop. And like so many females in this orgasmic condition, all she wanted was even more of the raw brand of sex that turned her runaway senses loose.
"Mmmmm," she soon moaned, "if only I had something to suck to go along with getting fucked."
This was, of course, the same desire Nancy had expressed earlier when she'd been the one taking Carol's dildo and Terry's cock. And now that her mother hungered the same way, it seemed only logical that Nancy would offer Sarah her young cunt. But, no, she held back with a sly grin, finger-fucking herself instead of delivering her juicy treasure to her mother's anxious mouth.
"Please, darling, please," Sarah pleaded. "Don't tease me. Mommy needs to suck."
"Close your eyes then, Mom," Nancy said. "That's the only way you're gonna get anything in your mouth."
Sarah was too horny to argue, even though she didn't understand Nancy's demand. All she knew was that her growing need for oral sex had to be satisfied, no questions asked. So she closed her eyes and waited with drooling anticipation.
However, now that her mother couldn't see what she was up to, Nancy waved toward the door. The person waiting for this signal entered the bedroom. Instead of a cunt for sucking he displayed a throbbing hard-on. The last hard-on Sarah Devlin could ever imagine in her mouth at this point.
The intruder traded nods with Carol and Terry, since, along with Nancy, they were also expecting him. Then, cock-ready, he went to the bed.
"Ready to suck now, Mom? Keeping those eyes shut?" Nancy said.
"Yes ... yes," panted Sarah. "I want to suck so bad, darling."
"Then suck away, Mom," Nancy said.
However, it was the male intruder rather than Sarah Devlin's youngest daughter who now moved into action. Instead of teenaged pussy he abruptly fed Sarah a surprise mouthful of rigidly thrusting cock.
"Wh-what?" she strangled on the surging meat.
"Just relax and enjoy it, Mom," Nancy chuckled from afar.
Fooled into sucking a cock when she'd expected pussy, Sarah opened her eyes to find out whose in the world it was. But by now she'd been forcibly deep-throated, so she couldn't see past the hairy male crotch grinding against her face.
Had they, Sarah wondered, brought a stranger into the house to share her with them? They should've warned her in advance. But, God, his cock was so big that she was already to forgive them for tricking her! Indeed, the phantom clit down her throat that Sarah first discovered when she'd given Terry a blow-job had sprouted once more.
So, now, sucking the mystery cock, Sarah came as though her mouth were a fucked cunt. Instead of pussy juice, frothy spit was the leaking evidence of her climax, oozing from her facial lips rather than her pussylips.
"Oh, Mom, that's fantastic," Nancy called. "Coming from sucking a cock like you just have. You've gotta teach me how to do that."
Sarah, of course, couldn't answer because her mother was being so deeply fucked. And if she had been able to make herself heard, it would have been to cry out with abruptly doubled, then tripled pleasure. For first with the dildo in her cunt, instantly followed by his cock up her ass, Carol and Terry had just made Sarah come again in both those places at the same time she climaxed from the stranger's huge prick in her mouth.
"Oh, mom," Nancy said; "you aren't gonna be the only one coming for long. Better hold on, 'cause you're about to have company."
"Like me, Mom," Carol moaned. "Can't shoot any jizz into you, but feel this."
The dildo, anchored in Carol's cunt, started to vibrate along its length, the momentum rippling all the way to the very tip of the other end filling her other's cunt. It was a dildo climax, no spurting cream but with more than enough orgasmic energy to send the message with spectacular impact.
And next there was Terry, fucking his mother's ass. He did have the cream. And while his sister was still coming below with the dildo, he let it flow in a gushing torrent from his erupting prick.
"Now for your mouth, Mom," Nancy said. "If you don't swallow every drop of this load, us kids're gonna be very, very disappointed in you."
Sarah was already gulping in advance. And then the mystery cock in her mouth started spurting, her swallowing really began in earnest.
"Mmmm, you're just the horniest damned bitch anybody ever had for a mom," Nancy sighed. "All of us have to be soooo proud that we're your kids the way you suck and fuck."
"Nancy's right on, Mom," Terry agreed from behind.
And down below, Carol added, "Couldn't have said it better myself, Mom. You're sensational."
Hearing this from her precious children while she finished off the cock in her mouth, Sarah Devlin felt dizzy from reaching what had to be the high point in her life. She did wonder, though, what the stranger whose cum she'd just devoured must be thinking. It must be a funny place for him to be, an outsider in the midst of this outpouring of family love.
Well, Sarah thought then, she'd always welcomed her children's friends into their home before and she felt no differently now. As long as he was here she'd treat him like one of the family-which wouldn't be difficult considering the way he was hung and the amount of sweet jizz his huge cock could deliver. In the past she'd been in the habit of asking the kids' friends to dinner, but this time an invitation to an orgy seemed in order.
So Sarah released his cock. As she did she realized that Carol had just pulled out with the dildo and Terry with his cock. They joined Nancy, the three of them buzzing with expectation. There was more about this stranger than she'd previously thought, Sarah sensed, as he chuckled above her and slowly moved back to give her a look at his face.
And then Sarah could see him. She couldn't believe her eyes. It was more like he was a ghost than the man she'd lived with all these years.
"N-no!" she choked.
But the now all-too-familiar stranger and their children nodded yes. For, to her stunned shock, Sarah Devlin had just learned that for the first time in their marriage she'd just sucked her own husband's cock and swallowed all of his cum.
CHAPTER NINE
"This is Mr. Franklin, Carol Devlin's faculty advisor at the state university," the caller said. "If this is a member of Miss Devlin's family, could you tell me if and when she plans on returning to the campus? There's the matter of her scholarship, then her room in the dormitory, and some books she hasn't returned to the school library ... among, uh, other things. We'd like to know what her plans are."
At the other end of the line, the "among other things" was what got to Nancy. She had a fairly good idea just what that might be.
"You teach any of my sister's classes?"
Nancy decided to ask.
"Well, yes. History."
"And what kind of grade did sis pull down in that one?"
"Well, a straight A in fact ... Carol's an excellent student ... speaking for myself, I'd hate to see her drop out of school when she has such a bright future."
Nancy couldn't resist. "So tell me this, Mr. Franklin. That A my sister got from you ... did she fuck you for it?"
There was a sputtering coughing fit in response. Nancy grinned to herself. Her big sister had definitely fucked her way to the top of the class with this Franklin dude.
"Tell you what," Nancy then said. "Find some other horny chick to trade her pussy for the honor roll this time around, Mr. F. My sister's turned over a new leaf. College isn't for her anymore. She's back home with her family for good."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Franklin muttered. "Carol was my favorite student."
"You mean she's a terrific piece of ass, don't you?"
"Yeah," Franklin now found the courage to openly admit, "the best."
"I know," Nancy giggled, then hung up on the poor man.
After that she returned to the bedroom. Not her own, though, for she'd spent the night with her parents, sandwiched between their naked bodies. And now, after sleeping in until after ten before the phone woke her up, Nancy looked forward to a suck-and-fuck session with mom and dad to start the new day off right.
"Hey, folks," she called from outside the door, planning to tell them about the call about Carol before jumping back into bed, "listen to this. This guy from the college-"
She stopped short. Her parents weren't listening. With the covers kicked off so she could see everything, they were fucking away like they were a couple of horny teenagers.
"Damn," Nancy joked to herself, "I'm starting to wonder if we should've ever turned those two on to each other. Every time any of us kids turns our backs on them, daddy's got his cock in mom again. You'd almost think they like getting it on by themselves as much as they do with their own kids."
Well, Nancy thought, it wasn't like she was out in the cold. So she went to her big sister's room, where Carol had spent the night with Terry. Those two were still sleeping, but Nancy was determined to wake them up in style.
She slipped into bed between them. They stirred, but still dozed. Nancy went to work. Pointed in the opposite direction as her brother and sister, she faced Terry's crotch and one end of the developing threesome and rubbed her pussy against Carol's mouth at the other end.
"Mmm-hmmmm," she slurped as she took her sleeping brother's cock in her mouth, while her equally out-of-it sister unconsciously began licking pussy.
It was a tailor-made situation for something kinky, figured Nancy. Her brother had one of those piss hard-ons boys get before they get out of bed, and she herself hadn't had time to go to the bathroom before answering the phone. The situation was simply too inviting to pass up.
So now Nancy used both tongues involved to maximum advantage-her own and Carol's. The first she used to tickle the tiny slit at the blunt tip of her brother's cockhead. The second she guided within her adjusting pussy so it lapped not in her cunt gash but at the pinpoint opening a notch above. The targets were the pee-holes of her brother and herself.
"Oh, yeah, feels good," Nancy slurped.
Nothing like a hot, wet golden shower to start off the day, she merrily thought. Better than orange juice. And then the first results spurted. Her brother's cock in Nancy's mouth. He was abruptly pissing an ocean down her thirstily gulping throat. And a moment later, bearing down from within to catch up with him, Nancy had her cunt doing the same thing in her big sister's mouth.
"Oh, piss, piss ... hot, sweet piss," Carol gurgled as she swallowed the bittersweet flow. "Am I dreaming this, or-"
Her eyes blinked open, as she saw that she had a faceful of cunt and that the piss was as real as she wanted it to be. Her tongue curved along its length as it probed Nancy's gushing pussy to expertly funnel the yellow stream straight down her welcoming throat.
Pissing rather than swallowing, Terry, however, had an immediate reaction that was different than his big sister's. When his spurting prick awakened him, the poor kid thought he was wetting the bed.
"Jeez, what's the matter with me?" he blurted. "Can't even hold it in anymore, like I was some kinda four-year-old...."
And then he realized with a sudden grin that he wasn't wetting the bed after all. Yes, pissing, for sure, but with his cock firmly in the grasp of his sister Nancy's sucking mouth!
"Well," he sighed, "now this is a different story. I'll piss myself awake like this any time. Then follow it up with a whole lot more."
Then, when his bladder was drained, Terry promptly went to work on doing something about the tide that had begun to rise in his balls. Rolling over to trap his younger sister's face directly beneath his grinding loins, he was quickly fucking her in the mouth. Not to be left out, though, Carol had burrowed in from behind and was deeply tonguing Nancy's cunt, after female cum this time rather than pee.
Nancy's mouth and pussy gave her brother's cock and her sister's mouth everything they bargained for. She came first from Terry's deep-throated cock, their mother having recently taught her the trick of oral orgasm. Then, with a pussyful of Carol's wiggling tongue, she climaxed the standard way next.
Next, after her own dual orgasm, Nancy started forward to being on the receiving end of somebody else coming. Namely, a bellyful if jizz from her brother's sucked cock. So, squeezing Terry's balls, she did all she could to bring him to the brink of creamy eruption, with predictable results.
"Damn, Nancy," he excitedly told her, "I think I'm gonna come even harder and wetter in your mouth than I pissed in it."
And when his crotch bucked, his prick exploded. The flow of jizz was generous indeed, spurting so rapidly that it was practically delivered in a continuous stream like the piss before it. Even more greedily than before, Nancy gulped it down, thinking as she did that she hoped her brother didn't lose his hard-on because she wanted him to fuck her pussy next.
But then, suddenly, there was an interruption. But hardly an unwelcome one, however....
"Mom and dad!" Nancy slurped, the last of Terry's cum slobbering down her chin as she stopped sucking his prick to greet their parents. "What brings you down the hall? Last time I saw you guys you were fucking like a couple of bunnies."
"Your mother comes quick these days," Art Devlin chuckled.
"And so does your father," Sarah Devlin merrily added. "But the nice thing about that is it happens so fast that right away we're ready for more."
"Wanna suck and fuck with us kids?" Nancy eagerly asked.
"We wouldn't be here if we didn't," her mother answered. "Just ask your dad."
"Sis doesn't have to ask daddy anything," Carol laughed, having bobbed up from eating Nancy's cunt to look across the room at their father's jutting hard-on. "His cock speaks for itself."
"Well, just because my clit isn't sticking over ten inches out from between my legs doesn't mean my cunt isn't just as horny," Sarah Devlin declared. "And since my cunt's just been fucked full of your dad's cum, if either of you girls want to clean me out...."
"Mmmm, that's for me!" Carol exclaimed. "Sis already sucked up Terry's jizz, so now it's my turn at some of daddy's!"
"You got it, you thirsty, little slut," Sarah teased, closing the distance between herself and the bed.
"Oh, yeah, Mom!" cried Carol in readiness, rolling over. "Sit on my face!"
"Just a little warning first, darling," Sarah playfully said, as her spreading asscheeks cast a shadow across Carol's features. "When your father fucked me I hadn't been to the little girl's room yet. Still haven't been. So while you're eating my cunt, if I should have a little accident...."
"Yes, piss for me, Mom, piss in my mouth!" Carol urged. "It'll taste sooo goooood when it's mixed with daddy's cum!"
"You're such a disgusting child," Sarah teased. "Guess that's why I love doing such nasty things to you."
Then Sarah made squishing contact with her sopping pussy flush against her oldest daughter's ready mouth. Carol promptly responded with her slurping tongue, swabbing out her father's leftover cum.
"Ahhhhh," Sarah soon sighed, "that accident's about to happen."
Carol's tongue quivered in anticipation. Then her mother's liquid gold was streaming, guided down the tunnel of Carol's oral tool to be thirstily consumed.
"Now, just as soon as she's through peeing, mom'll come," Nancy predicted.
"Now taste this," Sarah moaned, her ass squirming over Carol's drenched face. "Now that you've swallowed mommy's piss, taste mommy's hot, sticky cummmm!"
"See, I told you," Nancy sighed, as her mother climaxed. "Gee, it's so funny. Whenever I'm around someone who's coming, I always start wishing I was coming too."
"That can be arranged," her father said with a grin, displaying his blue-veined hard-on.
"Thought you'd never ask, Daddy," Nancy giggled. "Yes, fuck me, fuck my cunt full of your big, hard cock!"
"Hey, what about me, Sis?" Terry asked Nancy. "I could use some more action, too. Just because I already fucked your mouth doesn't mean my prick's still not up for some pussy."
"Mmmm, I can see," Nancy murmured, focusing on her brother's rigid prick and noting that it was every bit as ready for action as their father's.
"Well, little girl, it's up to you to make your choice," Art Devlin said. "Your brother and I can't both fuck your pussy-"
"Or can you?" Nancy wistfully wondered aloud. "After all, if mom's cunt could stretch enough so all three of us kids could be born, there's no reason mine won't stretch enough so I can get fucked by two cocks in it."
When they heard this, Art and Terry looked at one another.
"Well, Dad, what do you think? If sis really wants to try both our cocks in her cunt at the same time, I'm ready to go along if you are."
Art Devlin shrugged. "Why the hell not? Two cocks in the same pussy is probably the only way Nancy hasn't been fucked yet, so we might as well give her a shot at proving she can handle it. After all, it's her cunt."
"Oh, fantastic!" Nancy gusted. "I feel like I'm almost cherry all over again."
Then she got into position at the center of the room, adjusting her naked body in the way she thought would work best to get her cunt double-fucked. She chose the classic bitch-in-heat pose, up on all fours with her pussy lips spread from the rear between her flared asscheeks.
"Now one of you get down on the rug under me," she suggested to her father and brother.
Terry was quickest to respond. He was familiar with this position, of course, from having fucked pussy while somebody else was fucking ass a notch away. So he slid beneath Nancy on his back, extending his legs between her knees and facing up at her while her tits settled against his chest. With his crotch lined up with hers, he started to slip his cock into her cunt but she stopped him.
"Wait," she said, "we've got to get daddy ready to fuck me too before any cock goes in my pussy. I'm taking you both together from the very beginning."
So, with his son waiting impatiently below Nancy, Art Devlin moved into place at her rear. The low-slung way she was hunched forward on top of her brother meant that Art had to kneel astride Terry's legs to match up the angle of his hard-on with the yawning gash of her cunt. And, indeed, the latter at this point was definitely starting to appear as if it were a two-cock pussy.
"Now there's no way I'm gonna be able to take either of you to the balls and still have room for the other one, so don't get greedy," cautioned Nancy. "Let's start with both of your cockheads. And, don't forget, you're fucking me together, not each trying to prove you're more of a stud than the other guy."
Father and son voiced their agreement, each holding his stiff prick in readiness outside the fleshy gates of Nancy's wide-open cunt. Then she told them to ease in.
Nancy's cunt was stretching at the seams as Art and Terry entered her, but even with the room she provided there was no way their nudging cockheads could avoid contact. Flinching, they abruptly withdrew, each obviously nervous about feeling another prick with his own.
"What's the matter, guys?" an amused Nancy teased. "Afraid rubbing your cocks together makes you queer?"
"Just feels kinda funny," Terry mumbled, his father muttering in agreement.
"Well, look at it this way," Nancy said with a smirking tone. "If you birds were really gay, you sure as anything wouldn't pick my cunt as the place to get your cocks together, now would you?"
"Guess not, Sis," Terry sheepishly admitted. "How about it, Dad, wanna try it without the hang-ups?"
"Ready if you are, Son," Art Devlin answered. "If we can't fuck the same cunt without worrying whether we're fags, then neither of us deserves a piece of ass like your sister."
"That's more like it," Nancy clucked with approval. "For a while there I thought I was gonna have to go dig up Carol's two-way dildo and bend it in the middle to get two cockheads at the same time in my pussy."
"Talk about gay," Art laughed, loosening up now. "You and your big sister will wear out that dyke-dong pretty soon if you don't stop fucking yourselves with the damned thing."
"Then it's up to the men in the family to prove that the real thing is a whole lot better," Nancy said. "So what're you waiting for? I've got the cunt, now you give me the cocks."
So, once again, Art and Terry attempted to fuck her waiting pussy with both their pricks. This time it went smoothly, their cockheads mashing together as they penetrated a common female opening.
"Mmmm, now this is more like it," Nancy said. "It's not that deep, but it sure is fat."
Then she began to experiment with some movement, jiggling her ass just enough so her jam-packed pussy tugged at the foreskin just below her father and brother's joined cockheads.
"All right, that's starting to get the job done," she sighed, wiggling her ass a little more.
"Can you come this way, Sis?" Terry anxiously asked.
"Could if I wanted to right now," Nancy reported. "But I'm saving it as long as I can. If I start jumping around now like I do when I come during a regular fuck, your cocks might not stay in my pussy. So this time I think I'll hold back and settle for just one, big cum, the way you guys do. If we're lucky, maybe all three of us can finish at the same time. Both your cocks shooting jizz together into my coming pussy."
It sounded ideal to Art and Terry, whom Nancy had convinced to fuck her in perfect harmony. However, there was some grumbling to be heard-not from father and son but from the other, temporarily ignored female members of the Devlin family.
"Well, will you look what that horny, little bitch Nancy has done while our backs were turned?" Carol said to her mother after the two of them had just completed a lesbian sixty-nine on the bed. "She's grabbed all the cocks for herself."
Squinting her eyes to focus on the details of the action across the room, Sarah Devlin said, "Is your father fucking her in the ass while your brother fucks her pussy, or are both their cocks actually-"
"Yep, the little pig's got 'em both fucking her greedy cunt," Carol said. "Hope they stretch her so out of shape that she'll never get her pussy tight again for anybody."
"Oh, you can't really mean that about your own sister," Sarah said with motherly concern.
"Of course not, Mom," Carol laughed. "I was just blowing off steam because Nancy's the first of us in the family to take two cocks in her pussy. Let's face it, she beat us to the punch on this one. All we can do is watch her get fucked."
"Oh, I don't know if all we have to do is just watch," Sarah said after a slyly grinning pause. "Maybe your little sister is getting all the fucking from your dad and brother, but that doesn't mean you and I can't help matters along with a little sucking."
"You go first then, Mom," Carol answered. "Show me, then I'll do whatever you're doing, too."
Sarah was already on her way. Reaching the action, she leaned over from the side into the crush of loins after kneeling. Before anyone could react to her sudden presence, she had a mouthful of her son's smooth, young balls while Terry fucked Nancy from below.
"Well, right on!" Carol said. "Sucking their nuts'll get dad and Terry shooting their wads in sis's cunt PDQ. And the sooner they come, the faster their cocks'll be hard again to fuck my cunt and mom's."
So, without delay, Carol also joined in. Leaving the bed, she positioned herself to suck her dad's hairy balls almost to her throat.
"Hey, Sis, want you to know that it wasn't my idea for mom and Carol to start doing a number on my balls and dad's. But since they are, I'm gonna come a lot quicker than I thought I was before."
"No different with me," Art Devlin panted.
More than just a good sport, Nancy eagerly welcomed the opportunity to get her pussy swamped with a double dose of jizz as soon as possible. For the truth was that she'd held back her own climax just about as long as she could, anyway. And if she were to start coming ahead of her dad and brother, there was the definite risk their cocks might be jarred out of her orgasmically gyrating cunt before she got their cum. But this way....
"Damn, what're you waiting for then?" she impatiently cried. "Come, Daddy! Come, Terry! Sis, Mom, suck their balls even harder and make their cocks come in my pussy so I can come too!"
Carol and Sarah doubled their suction, the sound of their frenzied slurping filling the room. Then, on the brink of eruption, Terry and Art grunted like animals. And, following their grunts, they both whooshed with release to signal the gushing state of their abruptly climaxing cocks.
"Ooooh, it's flooding me! Absolutely flooding me!" Nancy cheered, excited by the scalding torrent in her double-cocked cunt. "Mom, Carol, you just have to get daddy and Terry to fuck your pussies like this. Can't wait to see if it makes you come as super as it's gonna make me come right ... ahhhh ... fucking now! Now! Now!"
It was immediately clear to everyone that Nancy was having the orgasm of her life. She simply couldn't control the way it made her writhe, as if she were having a fit. When the two dripping cocks were shaken out of her whipsawing pussy, she wound up thrashing by herself in the middle of the floor while the rest of her family watched her in awe.
Then, gradually, Nancy's movements became less frantic. And, finally, she stopped twitching altogether. Indeed, at the end of it, she wasn't moving a muscle, so still that she worried her family even more than when she'd been so wild.
"Is she all right?" somebody asked in a hush.
"I don't think she's even awake anymore," somebody else said. "Must have passed out."
But then everyone sighed with relief as Nancy slowly sat up. Their awe remained, however, because of the eerie expresson on her face. Like she was in a trance.
"I've been there. Just been there," she whispered after a long silence. "To heaven and back ... and you don't have to die to get there ... not when fucking your family is a so much better way."
"Amen," Sarah and Carol Devlin murmured together when they heard this, ready to be the next ones to take the trip for which Nancy had paved the way.
Their Nancy, this little girl who had still been a virgin until so recently and was now such a shining example to everyone who loved her.
