SISTER ON THE MAKE is the story of a teenage girl and her family. They find themselves victims of the ravages of sexual need, and seek release in the heat of each other's bodies. They have no trouble setting aside the traditional taboo against incest as their lust becomes the most important factor in their lives.
Once they break the taboo, one perversion leads to another until they are enmeshed in a sordid imbroglio of lasciviousness. Their friends are drawn into the web of carnal delight and their lives are devoted to greater and greater pleasures.
This account of sexual aberration is strictly fictional, but we all know that some of our neighbors and acquaintances are acting out these scenes in their real, everyday lives. In these pages, those of us who've had no first-hand knowledge of these practices can get a glimpse of what goes on behind the drawn drapes of middle America.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Sandy twisted about in her bed, her young cunt burning and twitching, tormenting her until she was ready to scream. Behind her eyes floated visions of cocks, cocks of different thickness and lengths, all of them extremely hard, dripping come from flaring piss holes. The cocks floated in her mind, with hairy balls dangling from the bases. There were no faces, or even bodies, attached to the cocks and balls.
Sandy Masters was in her teens and one of the prettiest girls around. Her personality was very compatible with others. She was well liked by teachers and fellow students alike. Ordinarily, a girl like Sandy, a girl of her tender age, would be quite happy. She had almost everything a girl could want. Except cocks.
That was what Sandy wanted most-cocks!
She was flirty with boys and men, doing everything she knew to let them all know she was more than ready for those big, beautiful bulges in the fronts of their pants. She did everything except strip her succulent body naked and spread her creamy thighs, offering her pussy to them.
But not a man or boy took Sandy up on her often and sometimes not so subtle offers- They wanted to play with her delicious body, most of them. But Sandy was just too sweet, too innocent in her appearance. She was one of those girls men and boys wanted to protect from those who would fuck a stiff cock into her sugary cunt at the drop of her bikini panties.
Sandy didn't want this kind of protection.
What Sandy wanted was to be fucked by many, many cocks!
Her imagination became more and more erotic with each passing day, and she was finding it difficult to conceal her thoughts from her family. She would often stare into space, her mind dwelling upon fucking. She knew she was drawing inquisitive looks from her parents and a few from her older brother. But she couldn't help it. They never asked her if she was troubled by something, never questioned her moods. Besides, how could she possibly tell them what her problem was?
It began six months ago. Sandy had been more than anxious to crawl into a small cave near the sea shore with a boy just a little older than her.
In that cave, she found herself indulging in some of her erotic desires. The boy had urged Sandy to fondle his cock and balls, taught her how to jack him off. Feeling a hard throbbing prick in her hand for the first time had delighted Sandy. She had been surprised and very much excited. When his cock suddenly spurted thick, white come juice from the flare of his piss hole, she had become even more excited. Watching this happen had caused Sandy's cunt to convulse into an amazingly strong orgasm. She came very strongly as she watched his cock spewing onto the floor of the cave as her tight fist beat back and forth.
Soon after, Sandy removed her bikini swim suit and felt herself grow warm and trembly as the boy's hands moved about her slim, sweet body, feeling her small, flawless, spongy tits, the sweetness of her exquisitely rounded ass, and the fiery puffiness of her scantily haired cunt. She loved the probing of his finger into the surprising tightness of her slippery cunt, and loved it even more when she was urged to spread her legs, feeling his again-hard cock fucking into her pussy. She felt no pain-just a wild excitement that seemed to build and swell inside her body until every sensation was centered between her smooth thighs.
It was the first time Sandy had felt a cock inside her steamy little cunt, her first fuck. She thought, at the time, that her cunt was stuffed to its limits, her sparsely haired pussylips stretching about his cock like a rubber band. She thought she could feel every hard inch of his cock fucking in and out. She hissed and squealed and mewled with ecstasy as his cock fucked on and on. Sandy writhed and twisted her naked sweet ass, humping her crotch up and down with instinctive pleasure.
Her slender legs spread about the boy's churning ass, her hot thighs scissoring up and down his hips as she hunched her hips up and down in a bubbling frenzy of mindless ecstasy. She held him against her small tits, listening to his grunts and pants as they mingled with her gurgles of delight.
She wasn't sure if she felt when the boy came this time. She thought she knew when his come juice spurted up her receptive little cunt, but she wasn't entirely certain. She was far too involved in her own bursting orgasm. When it was over, the insides of her thighs were slippery with his come juice and her tender cunt dripped. She had been so weak afterwards that she could only lay there on her back, shivering and mewling, a warm glow of pleasure in her pussy.
Six months ago . . . six long months ago.
Now, she was about to go out of her hot erotic mind with the desperate need to be fucked again and again. Her fingers were poor substitutes for a beautiful, throbbing, hard cock, but her fingers were all she had.
Since that long-ago day, Sandy finger-fucked almost constantly. She would spend hours in the bathtub, feeling her burning cunt and small springy tits, letting her mind develop those erotic, delicious pictures.
At night, in her bed, she would remove her gown and spread out nakedly, caressing her body. She would squeeze her sugary ass cheeks with her hands, that saucy little ass that made a man's balls tingle with desire.
Then, just last week, Sandy began to look at her brother.
He was four years older than she. He was dating, and Sandy often wondered if he was fucking any of his girlfriends. She was sure he was. If he wasn't fucking his cock into some ready cunt, then he was a fool, she thought. She had seen how some of the girls crawled all over him. She had seen him kissing one girl in his car late one night when he was supposed to be helping the girl with her homework.
Some homework, she had thought, and seeing him kiss the girl had made her little cunt throb hotly.
She just knew her brother had a beautiful cock. She had seen his prick bulging inside his pants before. Although she knew it was wicked, she wondered what his cock looked like. But such wicked thoughts made her shiver with intense pleasure. She felt no shame or degradation about thinking of her brother's cock at all.
Sandy wore shorts a great deal, shorts that were cut high on her hips to reveal her long, slim thighs and the lower curves of her sweet little ass. There was not much she could do to emphasize her tits-they were still quite small, though perfect in shape. Her shorts were tight on her cute ass and pulled deliciously into her crotch. The material clung to her bubbling cunt, outlining her puffy pussy lips teasingly. Yet, although many men and boys would look at her, some of them drooling hungrily, they all left her alone.
And Sandy didn't like that.
She didn't want to be left alone. She wanted to be fondled, caressed, felt up . . . and fucked.
One of the reasons she was now in her bed, twisting about in steaming desire, was that she had caught her brother with his current girlfriend. Only an hour before she had sneaked outside and saw his car parked there in the driveway. He was in the back seat with the girl, a girl Sandy had never seen before. She had no problem sneaking up and peeking in at them. Although it was too dark for her to see much, she could see that the girl had her dress up about her waist, her thighs visible. She knew that her brother had his hand inside the girl's panties, and she could hear their soft murmurs and whispered words.
"I don't wanna do it here," the girl had whispered. "Somebody might come out of the house and see us."
"Don't worry," her brother had replied. "It's okay. Trust me."
Then Sandy had seen her brother spread the girl out on the back seat, his body between her thighs. The car began to rock slightly, and Sandy heard the moist thrusts of his cock as he began to fuck the girl. She had stood there on trembling legs, her hand cupping her boiling cunt, and listened to their grunts and gasps and sighs of pleasures as they both came. Then Sandy had quickly gone back into the house ... her own cunt tormenting her horribly.
She sprawled on her bed, the sheets kicked to the foot, her body naked. She left the small, dim light near the head of her bed on. She had pressed her cunt hard into the mattress, then turned onto her back. She placed a pillow beneath her ass so that her pussy was lifted up. She then put a small makeup mirror between her legs in such a position that she could see her cunt.
She pulled at her puffy cunt lips, exposing her now-distended clit, and watched as she brushed a fingertip about her clit with a light touch. Her moist cunt was pink and beautiful, and she could not understand why men and boys would not want to stick their cocks into her pussy and fuck her. Maybe it was because there were only a few dark strands of hair on each side of her cunt lips and a small thick patch above her clit. Maybe it was because they thought she was too small. Maybe it was because no one really wanted to fuck her.
She thought about that as she felt around her tight sugary cunt. If no one wanted to fuck her, what could she do? Her desire to fuck was driving her crazy. She wanted a hard cock desperately. If there were no men or boys that wanted to fuck her, she knew she would be in torment for the rest of her life.
Surely there was some boy or man that would enjoy fucking a young, hot-assed girl. But who?
Sandy lived too far from the beach to try and find that one boy again. How could she find out if a man or boy would fuck her? Was there something wrong with her that she didn't know about? Was there something that made men stay away from her? She did not know her problem was caused by her young, almost-unapproachable beauty.
But she had to know if anything was wrong with her.
She had to find out.
Before she drifted into a restless sleep, Sandy had determined that she would find out why no one would fuck her . . .
CHAPTER TWO
"Want to fuck?"
The note was found by Barry Masters when he got into his car the very next morning at ten. He sat behind the wheel, reading it, puzzled, his forehead furrowed.
In the open garage, concealed behind some high-piled cartons, Sandy peered at him. She didn't know what kind of response she had expected from her note, but she felt excited just leaving it there. But her excitement vanished when she saw her brother wad it up and toss it onto the front lawn.
Sandy retrieved the note and smoothed it out. She took it to her room and pasted the piece of paper into a scrapbook, a book she kept hidden from her mother and father. In this scrapbook were various pictures she had found in magazines, pictures of men and women as undressed as she could find. On a few of the pictures, in her childish handwriting, she had scrawled such things as "Mmmm, nice!" with an arrow drawn to the front of some actor's crotch.
There were also two photographs of Sandy.
She had filched her parents' instant camera one day when alone in the house and had taken pictures of herself. One of the pictures she had taken using the mirror hanging on the back of the bathroom door. She was naked, her legs spread wide with her hips arched forward. Her sweet cunt was exposed, and the expression on her face was pure erotic delight.
The other picture had been more difficult for her to take. She had sat on her bed, her knees drawn up to her rounded tits, her feet spread wide. It was a picture of her ass and cunt. At the bottom of this picture, she had printed the words: "Hot cunt needs hard cock!"
Later that afternoon, Sandy managed to print another note and place it in her brother's car. Again she had hidden and watched when he found it.
"Please fuck me," the note said. "My cunt is so hot and I want to fuck you so very much!"
This note was not tossed away. Sandy watched Barry put it in his pocket before he drove off. She began to leave notes like that in his car every day, and she could see that Barry was puzzled. He had no idea who was doing it, but, from the way he was keeping the notes, Sandy knew he wanted to know. A few times she had almost told him it was her, but she always held her voice. She thought Barry would probably beat her up.
Then she found herself alone in the house about three days later with her brother. They were seldom ever alone together. Barry was usually out with his stupid girlfriends and Sandy was usually alone, wandering about the house, feeling herself up and daydreaming about fucking. But today, Barry came home for lunch. Sandy eagerly fixed him a sandwich and poured a glass of milk. Barry didn't understand why Sandy was suddenly being so nice to him when they usually fought.
Sandy carried the sandwich and milk to him where he sat in the family room. Then she sat on the couch and watched him eat. She lay back, her head propped up on a huge pillow. One of her feet hung over the cushions and the other was on them. She was wearing a skirt and blouse today, and the dress was high on her slender thighs.
Sandy had decided it was time to find out if her brother would fuck her. It would answer her question about herself. If her own brother didn't want to fuck her, then something certainly must be wrong with her.
"Barry," she said in a trembling, anxious voice, "do you like me?"
"Of course I like you, squirt," he said, chewing at his food. "You're my sister."
"Would you like me if I wasn't your sister?"
He glanced at her, a slight frown on his face. "What have you got on your mind, Sandy?"
"I just asked if you'd like me if I was someone else and not your sister, that's all."
"Why?"
He saw her slender thighs and could not help but try to sneak a peek under her dress. He couldn't see anything but the smooth creaminess of her inner thighs.
"Am I pretty, Barry?"
"Sure, you're very pretty," he replied, still trying to peek under her dress.
"If I wasn't your sister," Sandy said, her voice thick, "would you take me out? You know, date me?"
"You're still kinda young, Sandy," he said. "I'm four years older than you. I don't date kids."
Sandy stuck her tongue out at him. "I am not a kid, damn you!" she snapped.
"Yes, you are," he teased.
Sandy glared at Barry for a long time, pouting. Then, on a sudden impulse, she grabbed her skirt and pulled it to her small waist. Barry's eyes bulged from his head. Sandy spread her legs as wide as she could.
"Do I still look like a kid?" she asked, her voice now husky. "Look real good at me, and tell me I'm just a little kid!"
Sandy ran the palm of her hand along the inside of her thigh, caressing it, tantalizing her flesh. Her fingers moved about the crotch of her tight panties, then slipped beneath the band. Her dark eyes glowed with hot excitement, smoldering with desire as she watched her brother. He sat as if mesmerized, unable to jerk his gaze from between his sister's legs. Sandy moved her finger up and down beneath the crotch of her panties, her own gaze dropping to the front of his pants. She giggled naughtily when she saw his cock swelling up.
"Does this make you excited, Barry?" she whispered. "Don't it make you want to see more . . . give you nice ideas?"
Barry couldn't speak. He gulped, his eyes burning on the crotch of her tight panties. Sandy slipped the band to one side of her cunt very slowly, and her brother made a loud swallowing sound. He was staring at his sister's sugary cunt, her pussy totally exposed to his eyes now. His cock lurched painfully inside his pants, and he was now trembling.
"Does that look like a little kid's, Barry?" Sandy murmured. "Come on, does it?" "Christ!" he grunted.
"You're wrong," she said in a soft voice. "That is my cunt!"
Barry had a startled expression on his face.
"Yes, Barry, cunt!" Sandy repeated, her voice sounding quite different than before. "Pussy! You know what pussy is, don't you? Cunt. . . twat . . . snatch!"
She held her panties to one side, bringing her other hand between her thighs. Sandy stroked the puffy sweetness of her almost-hairless cunt, running a fingertip along her inflamed clit as her delicious, tantalizing little ass writhed slowly.
"You know what to do with cunt, don't you, Barry? You've been with your girlfriends . . . and they have a cunt just like me! You've stuck your cock in their cunts and fucked them!"
Sandy wormed her middle finger between the moist lips of her pussy, then began to fuck back and forth, openly finger-fucking herself. Barry watched her finger glisten in the light. He watched her cunt take the finger, saw her gleaming wet clit swell into a hard little knot.
"I have a cunt, Barry," Sandy went on, whispering with urgent desire. "I have a pretty little cunt.
The only thing missing is a cock, Barry. I need that, need a cock badly! My pussy is so hot, and I need a hard cock!"
"Sandy," he croaked, "we better stop this."
"I don't wanna stop this!" she spat, thrusting her finger faster and faster into her cunt. She lifted her curvy ass, twisting her ass cheeks about, rolling as she finger-fucked herself. "I want to get fucked, damn it!"
Barry was on his feet, moving in jerky steps toward his sister. He could not take his eyes from between her spread thighs. When he was standing near the couch, Sandy suddenly gripped her bikini panties by the fragile waist band and pulled. The panties ripped from her hips, and she lay there with her skirt around her waist, naked from there down, legs wide apart. She placed both her hands on her inner thighs, fingers brushing the lips of her tingling, wet pussy. Her eyes were fixed upon the front of her brother's pants. His cock was outlined there, very hard.
"Ohhh, take it out, Barry!" she whispered huskily. "Take your cock out!"
His fingers trembled as he unzipped his pants. And then Sandy was staring in delighted fascination at her brother's prick. His cock was long and thick, with a beautifully smooth, swollen prickhead. A bead of fuck liquid clung to his piss hole, and Sandy's heart beat wildly inside her chest. Her small tits rose and fell swiftly as she gazed longingly at his cock.
Barry stood with his hands hanging at his sides, his cock jerking up and down. He could not remove his eyes from his sister's cunt.
Then Barry was on top of his sister.
Sandy spread her legs as wide as she could, eagerly accepting his attentions. She felt his cock rubbing at her hands, and she grabbed his prick and stuffed his cock into her hungry cunt before he woke up from his erotic dream. As soon as the swollen head of his prick was in her pussy, Sandy slammed her crotch upward, and her brother's cock fucked itself all the way up her cunt.
"Ooooo!" Sandy gurgled in ecstasy when she felt his prick throbbing inside her pussy. "Oh, golly! I love it, Barry! I love your cock inside my cunt!"
She lifted her legs and wrapped them about his hips, her heels against his ass cheeks. She wrapped her arms around his back and held him tightly, squealing with intense delight. Her ass 'lifted and twisted against him, her cunt holding his cock tightly.
Barry lay atop his sister, grunting, not moving. His cock had been inside perhaps half a dozen cunts, but he had never felt a pussy that was as tight and hot and wet as his sister's. Of all the cunts he had fucked, his sister's pussy seemed hotter and tighter than them all. Her cunt clutched at his prick like a slippery, hot glove.
Sandy was still now. Her little body trembled, trot she held her almost-hairless cunt tight against him. She could feel every throb of his cock with the sensitive lips of her pussy, and it seemed to her that her cunt was stretched and stuffed much more than her pussy had been six months ago. Her brother's cock sent wave after wave of ecstasy rumbling through her, and Sandy could not stay still any longer. She began to bounce her sweet ass up and down, her pussy riding along his throbbing hard cock.
"Do it!" she hissed against his ear. "Come on, Barry! Fuck me!"
As if coming out of a deep trance, Barry started to pull his cock from her pussy. But Sandy held him tight, not letting him go.
"No, damn you!" she shouted at him. "It's in me now! Barry, your cock is in my cunt now . . . and you just gotta fuck me! You gotta fuck me, Barry!"
She felt him relax, and she hugged him tighter, giving a squeal of triumph. When he lifted, his cock withdrew, and Sandy, thinking he was trying to get away, squirmed her crotch up fast.
"No! Please . . . don't take it out!"
But Barry was not taking his cock out. He fucked back into his sister's pussy, and Sandy gurgled with a hot wave of pleasure.
"Oh, golly!" she moaned. "Oh, yes, Barry! That's it, Barry! Do it to me, Barry! Ooooo, fuck me, Barry!"
Sandy's naked little ass churned in ecstatic delight as her brother began to fuck her, his movements quick now. She felt his cock stretching her pussy, felt his prick scraping along her distended, sensitive clit. She shivered and shook as heat swelled inside her small body. Her mind reeled until she had no thought but the sensations of her intense pleasure. Her whole world was now centered around and in her cunt, on his hard cock that was fucking her so deliciously.
Her fingers began to claw at his back, her heels banging up and down. She squealed and mewled and whimpered in mindless pleasure. Her hips revolved and flew up and down in rhythmic motion, grinding her cunt hard against his fucking cock. Every single nerve in her body tingled. Her creamy flesh burned in such a delightful manner that Sandy wasn't sure this was really happening to her. The pleasure was simply too great to believe that she was not having some wild erotic dream. Sandy felt such exquisite pleasure at having her brother's cock fucking in and out of her gripping cunt. She was making soft yipping sounds, sounds a small pleased animal might make. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her lips were parted. Her moist, pink tongue fluttered about her lips. Her head twisted on the pillow, her dark hair fanning out. She was now gasping and she felt as if she were choking.
Then there was a huge emotional wave, a wave so hot it was almost scalding. It roared out of nowhere, shattering through her body and crashing like an explosion between her thighs.
Her little ass flew up and down, grinding in a frenzy as his cock fucked faster and harder into her pussy. Her tremendous orgasm began to recede, like waves pulling from a beach. But the feeling was still there, and Sandy was amazed to find another orgasm swelling inside her like a balloon, a balloon deep inside her trembling stomach.
Her eyes flew open with surprise. "Oh, golly, I'm gonna come again!"
Her fingers dug into his back and her heels banged almost violently upon his pounding ass.
Sandy felt her brother's cock swelling and jerking inside her cunt. Then his prick seemed to come apart inside her. She squealed as she felt his cock throb, then there was a splash of his come juice as it spattered the velvety walls of her pussy. A second spurt of his- come juice erupted . . . and Sandy screamed as she came a second time.
Her small body shuddered, every muscle drawn tight. She gave a loud grunt as she came, and then it seemed as if her whole body was coming apart.
Barry slowly pulled his cock from his sister's clinging cunt. He stuffed his prick into his pants, looking down at Sandy. She lay sprawled, legs wide, breathing harshly, a glow of satisfaction on her sweet, innocent-looking face. He looked at her cunt. Her pussy seemed to be pulsating gently, and his come juice seeped from her pretty cunt lips.
The rest of the day was like a dream to Sandy. She floated through it, smiling and singing happily. Her cunt bubbled and twitched in a delicious manner. Barry had left the house not long after fucking her, but, at this moment, Sandy didn't mind. She had been fucked, very well fucked, by him. She knew that it would not be the last time, either. She would see to that if she had to rape him.
However, that night after she had gone to bed, just before she dozed off, her door opened quickly in the dark. She felt a presence before she saw him.
"Barry!" she whispered.
"Shhhh," he cautioned as he stood next to her bed.
Sandy sat up, smiling that he had come to her. She could just make out his shadow and her hand moved forward. She grabbed his cock through his shorts and pulled on his prick, giggling softly.
"Christ, Sandy!" he grunted as she jerked on his cock. "Don't be so damned rough!"
He sat on the bed with her, and Sandy dug into his shorts, hurriedly taking his cock out. She wrapped her eager fingers around his prick and began to jack up and down. She could feel the heat of his body as she leaned against him, one arm about his waist, the other pumping up and down eagerly on his cock.
"You're going to make me come, Sandy," he grunted, taking her hand away. "Don't jack me so fast."
"But I want to, Barry," she protested. "I want it kinda bad, you know?"
"You're going to get it," he whispered. Shoving her back on the bed. "I'll give you some cock, but damn it, take it easy, okay?"
He stretched out beside her, fondling her small, succulent tits through her gown. Sandy sat up, slipping her gown from her shivering body. "There," she said softly. "This is better. Now you can feel me all over, Barry."
Her brother quickly lowered his mouth to her small tits, sucking in a rigid nipple. He sucked hard at it, his tongue flicking the sensitive tip. Sandy sighed with delight, taking his cock in her hot, eager hand again. She squeezed his cock, writhing her hips as heat built steadily and relentless inside her small, exquisite body. She wiggled her ass against the bed, then turned sideways so she could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her hot flesh. Barry continued to suck and lick at a sugary nipple as his sister pumped on his prick with a tight fist. His hand moved up and down her side, feeling her smooth, creamy flesh, roaming over her gently curving hip and down a warm, slim thigh. He brought his hand around and caressed the tightness of her round, tight, trembling ass cheeks. He squeezed her succulent ass, then brought his hand around between them, feeling her hairless cunt. He probed her pussy, slipped a finger into her cunt and fucked it in and out.
Sandy twisted her crotch as he finger-fucked her, mewling softly as he sucked at her tit. Her hand jacked faster and more eagerly on his throbbing cock, her excitement swelling until she could take no more of this foreplay.
Before her brother knew what was happening, Sandy shoved him onto his back, his lips leaving her tit with a moist sucking sound. She quickly threw her body on top of his, grabbing his cock between her hot thighs. She held his face in her hands, kissing his mouth furiously, her tongue darting between his lips.
Sandy lifted her hips, scooting one hand down and past her ass. She pressed his cock until his prick entered her cunt, then shoved her crotch down with a hiss of pleasure. "I'm gonna fuck you this time, Barry!" she squealed in a soft, excited voice. "I'm gonna give you a good, hot fucking with my wet cunt!"
Sandy's hips began to churn up and down, her pussy riding his throbbingly hard cock with a moist tightness. Barry shoved his hands down her back and cupped the small, writhing cheeks of her creamy ass as she buried her face into his neck. She was still from her waist up, but from the waist down, her body moved in a frenzy of pleasure. She bounced her ass up and down, churning furiously as her cunt moved wetly on his hard cock. Barry's hands held his sister's flexing ass cheeks, her flesh burning into his palms. He was making grunting sounds as she fucked relentlessly on top of him, her smooth, hot thighs sliding along his.
As it had happened that afternoon, Sandy felt the huge wave of her orgasm swelling. Her cunt gripped his cock as tight as possible, her clit throbbing with sweet delight. Her naked little ass humped wickedly as she panted and gasped against his shoulder and neck.
Barry had never felt anything like this before. None of the girls he had fucked ever went this crazy over his cock. None of them had the movements his sister seemed to have, none of them had such a hot, tight, hungry cunt.
Sandy gave a squeal of pleasure and her cunt crashed down on his cock powerfully, her hips grinding. She came and came in a trembling ecstasy. Her moist little tongue was licking at his neck, but Sandy was unaware of this. Her mind was soaring with erotic delight, and her cunt was convulsing in such sweetness that it didn't seem possible. Nothing could feel this good and be real, she thought. Nothing in the world could feel as good as this, a hard cock stuffing her cunt, with her coming and coming.
"Sandy, I'm going to come!" she heard her brother groan. "I can't stop stop it, Sandy!"
"Yes, yes!" she hissed urgently, biting lightly at his neck. "Come, Barry! Ohhhh, please, Barry . . . come! Come in my cunt!"
His hips lifted as she ground against him, and she felt his cock spurt. -There was no doubt this time as she felt her brother come. She felt his prick squirting come juice deep into her boiling cunt without a doubt now. It seemed that her cunt was being totally filled with his come juice, and Sandy exploded into another, much more intense, orgasm. Her climax blew up so strongly that her little body shook violently, and she gasped, unable to keep quiet.
Her ass bounced in a frenzy once more, moving of its own free well now. She was not conscious of her ass banging up and down as she came this second time, taking her brother's spewing come juice deep up her cunt. The sensations were tossing her about as if she were a cork bobbing on a huge angry sea. Boiling ecstasy blinded Sandy, making her choke and gasp happily.
Now she was lying quietly at his side, nestled in his arms. She could feel him stroking one of her small, tight tits, but it was more of a tender, loving caress than the urgent desire to fuck. She had one warm thigh thrown over his middle, feeling his cock against her leg. One hand was cupped under her cheek, the other arm over her brother's chest.
Even her cunt was still now, not burning and tormenting her. She felt peaceful, relaxed, for the first time in a long while.
When she slept, it was comforting. There were no dreams of hard cocks floating about. It was a deep, restful sleep, comforted by the body of her brother.
CHAPTER THREE
Barry was ignoring his sister.
He had ignored her for the past two days.
Sandy didn't know why he was staying away from her and the house so much or why he didn't talk to her when he was home. And, she noticed, he always made sure their father or mother was present when they were together.
It had been so good, and Sandy had thought her brother had enjoyed fucking her as much as she had enjoyed fucking him. She thought of her inexperience and felt, perhaps, that was the reason. Maybe Barry preferred his girlfriends, girls his age, girls who knew how to really please a boy with a hard cock. Maybe that was it-she couldn't really please him because she didn't truly know how. Was there more to fucking than just putting a cock in a cunt and taking it out? she wondered. If there was, Sandy had no idea what it could be or what could feel better.
All kinds of thoughts invaded her mind, thoughts that were strange to her. She had never thought much past anything other than taking a cock into her cunt and fucking away. She had no references to turn to, no examples to follow. Maybe she didn't wiggle and churn her ass the right away, or maybe her cunt wasn't hot and wet enough. Maybe she didn't make enough noise or say the right words when Barry fucked her. Maybe she made too much noise, said too much. Maybe it was because she only had those few curling hairs on her cunt . . . Barry probably liked girls with a lot of hair between their legs. Maybe something was wrong with her cunt.
In the bathroom, Sandy searched her small body for any flaw. But no matter how hard she looked, no matter how often and closely she examined herself, she couldn't see anything wrong at all. She had dark-brown hair, hair that smelled fresh and sweet and clean. Her eyes were dark, usually with a smoldering expression in them. Her mouth, though small, had full lips, pouting slightly. Her neck was slender and graceful.
Maybe it was her tits? They were small tits, of course, but she was only a little girl. They were firm and round and spongy to touch, and her nipples were a dark pink and ever so sensitive to the touch of a finger or tongue. She had a small waist that her brother could put both hands around. There wasn't anything wrong with her hips that she could see. Maybe it was because her thighs were too long, too slender. But maybe it was her ass. Her ass swelled and arched in firm cheeks, saucy enough, round enough, creamy enough.
She gazed at the reflection of her cunt. Although there was enough hair on her pussy to make it impossible for her to count the strands, the hair was not yet thick, and the pink flesh of her pussylips could be easily seen. The lips of her cunt looked just fine to her, as did the succulent knot of her clit.
Why didn't her brother want to fuck her anymore? That was something Sandy didn't understand.
She tried to catch Barry alone, but the few times she did, he managed to slip away. Sandy was getting to the point where desperation was driving her. Her cunt steamed and throbbed and itched and burned until she could hardly stand it much longer.
That night, she entered Barry's bedroom.
He was asleep, sprawled out on the bed on his stomach, his arms above his head. He did not have the sheet up over his body. The night he had come to her room, he had been wearing shorts, but he was totally naked this night.
There was a full moon, and his drapes were open. The soft light came through the window and she could see quite clearly. Stepping into the room and closing the door very softly, she tiptoed to his bed. She looked down at him, her eyes hot, her breathing fast and shallow. She looked down his back, and her eyes stopped at his ass cheeks. She gazed at her brother's naked ass, a soft throbbing beginning in her cunt. She squeezed her hands into fists as she looked at his ass. She had not seen his ass before. She had never really thought of his or anyone's ass. She found his ass fascinating.
Sandy lifted her gown and knelt beside her brother's bed, her hands before her. She gazed at his ass cheeks for a long time, becoming more and more excited as she looked. She wished he would turn over so she could look at his beautiful cock and hairy balls. She leaned closer, and peered between his thighs. His balls were visible and Sandy sucked in a gasp of pleasure as she stared at them.
Her body began to tremble as her excitement bubbled hotly. She wanted to reach out and touch his ass, to caress and feel his ass cheeks, but she was afraid he would wake up and chase her away. The desire to run her hands over his ass cheeks overcame her fear of being chased away, and her right hand lifted and then came down like a feather on one of his ass cheeks. When Barry didn't move and his breathing stayed the same, Sandy moved her hand, feeling his ass flesh.
A thought burst into her mind with a sudden brightness.
Before the thought faded, Sandy moved her face forward, and her lips brushed one cheek of her brother's ass. She kissed his ass ever so lightly, and it felt as if she had placed her lips upon a hot coal. She drew back, surprised by the sensation. Her pink tongue licked over her tingling lips, and she kissed his ass cheek once again, the pressure of her mouth firmer this time.
Barry moaned.
Sandy drew her face away quickly and ducked below the side of the bed, controlling her breathing with difficulty. She heard her brother move on the bed, and when she peeked over the edge, he had turned onto his back. He had one leg thrown wide, bent at the knee, the other straight out. One hand rested on his stomach, the other still above his head.
But he was still asleep.
Sandy's eyes went immediately to his cock and balls.
His cock was hard. His cock arched up and away from his stomach, standing at an angle from the thick bush of his hair. The moonlight was bright enough so that Sandy could see his cock and balls very clearly. Her cunt became extremely moist, and the insides of her thighs were getting slippery. She longed to reach out and stroke his beautiful hard-on. She wanted to wrap her hot, eager fingers about his cock, jack on his prick, squeezed his hard-on. She wanted to cradle his sweet-looking balls in her hand and pull and twist tenderly on them.
What she did, without considering her action at all, not even knowing what she was doing, was lean above her brother's cock and press her lips against the very tip of his prick. She touched the piss hole of his cock with a very light pressure of her lips, and she felt the moisture seeping from his prick. When she pulled back, surprised by what she had so boldly and wickedly done, her tongue licked at the wetness on her lips. And in her mind Sandy squealed with ecstasy. The taste was unlike anything she had ever tasted. There was something about the taste that made her want more. The crazy thought went through her mind that come juice was like peanuts: eat one and you can't stop.
She brought her head above his cock again, only this time she didn't kiss his prick. Instead Sandy let the tip of her tongue barely touch his piss hole. She tasted the moisture again, and had to stifle a sudden groan of delight as her cunt almost bubbled over into a powerful orgasm.
Sandy ran her tongue about her lips, and, before she realized what she was doing, her hot, wet lips were around the swollen head of her brother's cock. Her dark eyes were huge, really big, as her lips pressed softly around the smooth head of Barry's cock. There was a delicious sensation between her lips. She could feel the beat of his cock against her lips, the ridge of his prick just inside her mouth. Her tongue probed in a delicate manner at his seeping piss hole, then instinctively she began to move her tongue in a slow circle about the smooth, swollen head of his cock.
Barry moaned once but remained asleep.
Sandy had no idea what she was doing, but she knew his cock was good. She knew his prick was delicious. She knew she loved the taste of his cock. She knew she loved the way his cock stretched her lips, making them tingle deliciously. She loved the way her cunt throbbed so hotly, the way the cheeks of her tight little ass clenched.
For a long time, Sandy held her brother's cock head between her gently writhing lips, her tongue making lazy, but eager, circles on his prick. He was dripping from his piss hole so much she found she had to swallow frequently. With each swallow, she felt her heart hammering with hot excitement as her tongue became coated with the fuck fluids.
Barry's cock seemed to be throbbing stronger between her lips. She could feel the pulsations of his prick inside her mouth. She moved her tongue back and forth across his piss hole, applying a gentle pressure. Again she heard him moan, but he remained still.
Once again Sandy did something she had no conscious thought of. All she knew was that she had to do more than hold his cock with her lips. She had to taste more of his prick. She felt a wild desire to have his cock deep inside her wet, hot mouth, as deep as she could get his prick.
Sandy's mouth moved downward, taking her brother's hard cock deeper into her now-hungry mouth, her lips stretching more. As she very slowly lowered her mouth, her tongue was shoved aside by the thickness of his cock, and then the head of his cock was brushing at her throat. She could get no more into her mouth. Her mouth felt stuffed, stuffed all the way. Her lips were being tickled by the thick hair at the base of his prick, and there was perhaps half an inch of his cock she could not take into her mouth.
Sandy opened her lips slightly, sucked in a deep breath, and managed to get the extra half inch of her brother's cock inside her full mouth. Her lips pressed into his hair and her throat was working on the head of his prick. Her lips flexed and writhed at the base, and then she sucked upwards. As her mouth pulled up, she held her lips as tight as she dared, her tongue scraping along the shaft of his cock. She moved the flat surface of her tongue over his dripping piss hole, her mind racing with erotic pleasure as she tasted the fuck juices again. Her cunt was pulsating like crazy, her tight ass swaying.
Barry's cock throbbed in a more powerful way, and as her lips went back down, she sensed that something would happen soon. Sandy tried to suck on his cock slowly, wanting to savor the delicious taste of his prick, wanting to prolong this ecstasy. She loved the hardness stuffing her mouth, the heat of his cock burning at her stretched, tingling lips. But her excitement was boiling intensely, her cunt was so inflamed she felt as though someone had set a fire between her thighs.
But she could not suck him slowly. Soon her beautiful young face was bobbing up and down on his cock swiftly, sucking him strongly and hungrily. His cock seemed to become larger inside her mouth, harder. His prick was throbbing so sweetly.
Then she felt a hand on the back of her bobbing head. The touch startled her and she stopped sucking.
"Don't stop!" Barry urged hotly. "Oh, shit! Don't stop sucking now, Sandy!" Barry pressed at the back of his sister's head, and Sandy swallowed his cock all the way. Knowing he was about to come, that he was now fully awake, Sandy began to suck up and down his cock in a frenzy, her mouth wet and hot, hungry and eager. She ran one hand between his thighs and gripped his balls, her other hand now resting on his trembling stomach.
As she sucked on his cock, Barry began to thrust up and down, fucking into his sister's mouth as she worked her lips and tongue on his prick. Then Barry came.
When the first spurt of his come juice flew into her mouth, Sandy groaned, her eyes big as saucers. She wasn't sure what she had expected when he came in her mouth, but it certainly wasn't the mind-bending ecstasy that shot through her like a bolt of electricity. The shock of ecstasy raced through her small trembling body, starting at her mouth, and exploded into a ball of fire between her legs.
"Mmmmmnunmmm!" Sandy wailed around his spewing cock. Her cunt bubbled over into a shattering orgasm as her mouth became filled with his thick, sweet come juice. Her lips clung to his prick tightly, her tongue racing about his squirting piss hole. So amazed was she at the delicious sweetness of his come juice spewing into her mouth, Sandy was no longer sucking him. She held her face still, letting her brother fuck in and out of her mouth in spastic pleasure.
Sandy swallowed and swallowed, her slender throat working with soft gurgling sounds. There wasn't a thought in her mind except the intense pleasure that flowed like boiling water through her shaking body. Barry's hand was still at the back of her head, but even if his hand hadn't been there, Sandy had no intentions of pulling her mouth off his squirting cock. The taste of his thick come juice was like nectar to her. His fuck juice was better than honey as it flowed over her tongue and down her greedy throat.
Then Barry's ass slumped to the bed, his hand falling from her head. Sandy pulled her lips up his cock, her tongue flicking at his sensitive piss hole. She kissed the tip of his prick softly before lifting her face. She caressed his balls in one hot hand, then stood and started to get into bed with him.
"You better get out of here, Sandy," she heard him hiss at her.
"But Barry," she protested, "I wanna get fucked!"
"Go on!" he said firmly. "Go back to your own room."
Tears came to her eyes as she turned to go. She walked to the door and stood there for a long time, looking over her shoulder at her brother, not understanding. "I thought you liked me, Barry," she whispered, then left his room.
Sandy was miserable all the next morning. Barry was gone by the time she got out of bed, and she found herself alone in the house. Her father, she knew, was at work. Her mother usually did her shopping in the mornings, then visited with a friend or two in the afternoons. Sandy was left to herself, as usual.
Nothing had really changed in her life. All that had happened with Barry served only to increase her burning sexual desire. She was still aching for hard cock, was always needing a hard cock . .. just as she had before her brother fucked her. She was back where she had been before, except there was a difference this time.
Her need was greater . . . stronger.
She had sucked Barry's cock off. She had tasted his sweet come juice spurting into her greedy mouth. Now she was not only miserable below the waist, but above too. She wanted a cock inside her tight, wet cunt, and she wanted a prick inside her hungry mouth. She wanted a hard cock fucking and gushing into her cunt, and she wanted a prick spurting into her hungry mouth.
Sandy had a hot cunt, and, now, she had a hot mouth.
Sometime around noon, Sandy was on the stairs leading to the bedrooms. She had a pillow beneath her head as she lay there on the stairs. How she came to be there, in such an uncomfortable position, she didn't know nor did she care. Her mind was dwelling on her misery, and she had no idea her skirt was hiked up over her saucy, creamy ass, no idea that her tight, pale-blue bikini panties were fully exposed.
Also, she was not aware that her father had come home to get some papers he had forgotten in his study. She did not hear the door opening and closing, nor did she knew that her father was standing at the bottom of the stairs, gazing up at his daughter's long, teasing, creamy thighs and the saucy roundness of her tightly pantied ass. Therefore, she did not see the growing lump of his cock or the excited gleam in her father's eyes.
She may have felt-or heard-soft footsteps on the stairs but her mind was so involved in her tormented self-pity that her mind did not make any connections. She had no idea her father was on the stairs with her, on his knees, gazing with pleasure upon the sweet swell of her lovely little ass. But she did feel his hand. The hand came up the back of one thigh, moved over the tight cheeks of her ass, then that hand was squeezing both her ass cheeks lightly but firmly.
"Oh, Barry!" Sandy said excitedly as she thrust her head about to look at him. "Oh!"
The gasp came as she saw her father there. She was frozen for a moment, then, as the shock passed, she started to get up, but the hand on her small ass pressed down, preventing her from moving.
For a brief moment, Sandy thought she was about to get spanked for being on the stairs with her ass revealed. But that wasn't what her father's hand was doing. His hand was moving now, feeling her firm, springy ass cheeks. She listened to his breathing as it became heavy. Sandy trembled, her ass clenching underneath her father's caressing hand. Her movement was a tremble of sudden fear, though, not excitement.
"I'll . . . Daddy, don't spank me," she said, her voice quivering. "I didn't mean to do it! I'm sorry, Daddy. I didn't know my dress was up. I won't do it again, Daddy."
"Hush," he said, his voice strangely husky.
"Just hush, baby."
She felt his hand moving on her tight ass, and suddenly the thought came to her that he wasn't going to spank her at all. He was feeling her ass! Her daddy was playing with and feeling her sweet little ass!
Sandy could not resist the movement of her hips, and her tight ass writhed beneath her father's fondling hand. She loved the way he squeezed her ass cheeks. His hand was so big that it covered both her ass cheeks. She twisted about, her cunt starting to pulsate wildly, becoming steamy with desire. She didn't know what this was all about, but his hand felt so good she wasn't going to try and protest.
She felt her father pull his hand away, and a soft whimper of disappointment escaped her lips. She lifted her ass in an effort to keep his big hand on her ass, but his hand was gone.
Then Sandy gasped, her eyes flying wide.
She felt her father kissing at the backs of her smooth, creamy thighs!
This can't be happening, she thought. I'm only dreaming!
But, no, his lips were on the backs of her sensitive thighs, his hands caressing them, touching along the insides. Then she felt his tongue licking at her shivering flesh, moving higher. A shiver of delight rippled through Sandy, and she began to claw her fingers into the carpeting of the steps.
Sandy felt her father's hot breath against her thighs as he licked and kissed higher and higher, his tongue making circles of flame against her flesh. The crotch of her tight panties became moist, then felt as if they were thoroughly soaked. Her daddy's tongue moved up, and she felt his lips and tongue moving about her tight panties. She felt his tongue move about the edge of them, licking where her ass cheeks swelled to meet her thighs.
Her small body was shaking with intense desire now, her stomach trembling as her cunt throbbed insanely. She writhed her ass as her father's tongue fluttered about the tightness of her ass, the moisture from his mouth soaking through the gauzy material of her panties.
She could hear her father making soft, excited moans as he licked at her pantied ass. His breath was very hot. She felt his hands shove her skirt higher. Her skirt was now bunched about her small waist. Her father's tongue licked along the small of her back, tracing the elastic waist band, then he was running his tongue down one ass cheek again. Sandy felt his finger hook into the leg of her panties, pulling it to one side, stretching the flimsy material wide.
"Ooooo!" Sandy whimpered as she felt her father's tongue now licking at the creamy swell of her enticing ass cheek. She knew her ass was fully exposed to her father now, because his tongue was licking at the flesh there. "Ohhh, Daddy!"
Sandy gasped with sudden delight as he lapped his tongue up and down the deep, inviting crack of her small ass. His tongue moved along the crack, almost from between her thighs to the tip of her spine.
"Oooo, Daddy, Daddy!" she whimpered as his tongue probed between the cheeks of her tight springy ass. She could not resist closing her ass cheeks tightly, increasing her pleasure. Her movement was not to prevent his tongue from delving between them but because the pleasure was so great that they flexed tightly on their own. But his tongue was strong, and it slipped into the tight crack of her ass. "Ohhh, Daddy!" Sandy gasped again. His tongue probed the tightness of her tiny puckered asshole. Sandy's eyes became very huge as she felt her father's tongue against her asshole. Wave after wave of ecstasy went flowing through her blood stream, and every nerve in her body burned with tingling heat.
Sandy felt her father's hands clawing at her ass cheeks, then they were spread wide apart. She lifted her ass into his face as his tongue lapped up and down her surprisingly sensitive asshole. Then his lips seemed to be sucking at her asshole even as his tongue licked it. Sandy had not thought there could be so much pleasure centered in and around her asshole. Before this, only her cunt that wanted such a caress, but lately her mouth wanted hard cock, and now . . . even her asshole!
Sandy shivered with delight as her father's tongue flew up and down the crack of her puckered asshole. Sandy pressed her ass into his face eagerly, gurgling with hot, bubbling ecstasy. His tongue sent chills racing up and down her spine, and she waggled her saucy sweet little ass into his face.
Sandy's father was lapping urgently against her asshole, and she thought he was actually trying to slip his tongue up her ass. She wiggled ecstatically, and his tongue pressed and probed against her sensitive asshole. Sandy whimpered loudly as his tongue licked and fluttered, pressing like a small but firm cock trying to fuck her up the ass. It was a new sensation for Sandy, one she found as intensely pleasurable as she had everything else that had happened to her. Her asshole was tightening up, then relaxing. Her asshole was doing this without any effort from Sandy. Her emotions were so high that she would have been unable to control the flexing of her asshole anyway.
"Oooo, Daddy, Daddy!" she whimpered ecstatically, squirming her little ass into his face. His tongue almost entered her tight asshole. "Oh, golly, Daddy!"
Her cunt was steaming into an orgasm, and her hands clawed at the carpeting. She began to pant hotly as her ass ground wildly into her father's licking mouth.
Her father's tongue lapped even harder and faster at the sweetness of her tiny asshole when she yelped, probing with even more pressure against her asshole. His big hands held her hips as he shoved his face between her creamy ass cheeks. Sandy felt his tongue almost entering her asshole, and then she screamed in a loud voice.
Her cunt bubbled over, and the orgasm that suddenly burst sent her mind reeling with sweet pleasure. Her ass banged furiously into her father's face as she shuddered, and her cunt seemed to be going haywire. She had never felt anything so strong, so fucking good, in her young life. Coming this way seemed to feel even better than coming while sucking on her brother's cock, his come juice spraying into her throat.
There was not a thought in her mind now. She didn't think of her father, of his tongue, or even of her asshole or cunt. All that filled her was the swirling sweet ecstasy of her orgasm. Her brain was filled with a hot fog, and she felt as if she was drifting into an exhausted sleep.
Although she could feel her father's tongue still licking at her tight asshole, it seemed unreal now. The only thing real to Sandy was the explosion of her cunt.
Her hips fell back to the stairs, her ass quivering. Sandy's eyes were closed, and she panted with the hot glow of satisfaction once more.
CHAPTER FOUR
Sandy felt her father's caressing hands moving around her smooth thighs once again.
She lost her sense of time and had no idea how long she had been there, quivering in the glow of her ever-so-sweet orgasm. She twisted her head about to look at her father, a soft, happy smile on her pretty young face. She felt no shame or guilt because her father had licked her asshole, no remorse because he had given her a fantastic orgasm with his tongue. If she had not had such a hot cunt, Sandy might have felt some embarrassment, at least. But the fact that she had a fiery ass and one eager pussy was all that mattered to her. Who gave her the ecstasy she needed did not matter. If her father wanted to kiss and lick her ass, she was more than willing to let him do it.
As she lay there, she became aware of something else. Although her face was turned toward him, Sandy was not really seeing her father. She sensed the movement behind her more than saw it. She heard a rustling sound. Turning her head a bit farther, she saw that her father had taken his cock out of his pants. From her angle of vision, she could not see much, but she did see that he was jacking a fist back and forth on his prick. His other hand still held her panties to one side, keeping the creamy swell of her sweet ass cheeks revealed to his glowing eyes.
"Daddy, you don't have to-" Sandy began.
"Hush, baby," he broke in. "Don't say anything right now. Oh, honey! You have such a sweet, beautiful ass!"
"Daddy, why don't you-"
"Shhhh!" he silenced her. With his hand, he snagged the crotch of her panties and pulled them down to her thighs, almost to her knees. Her saucy ass was fully naked to his hot eyes now. She knew her father was jacking his cock, and she wondered if he would stick his prick into her cunt from behind. She wished that was what he intended to do. Her cunt was quivering and boiling and ready to fuck.
Sandy writhed and twisted her pretty ass, arching her ass up as his hand caressed and fondled her creamy small ass cheeks. She could hear him gasping and panting excitedly behind and above her as he whipped his fist back and forth on his prick.
Then she felt the head of her father's cock brushing along her thighs, leaving a scalding trail of seeping moisture on her flesh that seemed to sear it. His cock slipped along her thigh, and she could feel his fist jacking back and forth. He rubbed the swollen head of his cock, the dripping piss hole, along each cheek of her ass, then moved his prick up and down her warm, inviting ass crack. When she felt the enormous, swollen head of his prick slip between the hot, twitching cheeks of her ass, Sandy thought for a moment that he was going to try and fuck his cock up her tiny asshole.
But her father only touched her puckered asshole with the head of his prick. The contact, light as it was, sent Sandy into shivering delight. When her father pressed the head of his cock a bit harder against the tightness of her asshole, Sandy almost came once again. She mewled and whimpered in a loud, thick voice as her asshole tingled with unexpected pleasure, his fist banging at the cheeks of her ass while he jacked off. She felt his hairy balls brushing at her thighs, increasing her pleasure.
She listened to his excited gasps and twisted her hot little ass to make him feel better. She had no idea what her father had in mind with her, but she was going to give him all the help she could. Even if he wanted to fuck his big, thick, long cock up her asshole, she would help him. For her father she would do it. She would take his beautiful big cock anyplace he wanted to fuck her. She would take his prick inside her almost-hairless little cunt, let him fuck her in her hungry mouth, spew come juice down her greedy throat ... or, if he wanted to, fuck her in her tiny asshole. She was more than willing to take his cock anywhere. In fact, Sandy was very eager to cooperate with him in whatever he wanted to do with her steamy little body.
"Beautiful, sweet little ass!" she heard him whisper in a hoarse voice. "Such a beautiful little ass, baby! And it's so damned hot, too! Ohhh, Sandy! Honey ... I love your beautiful little ass!"
Elation, along with intense pleasure, filled Sandy. If her brother didn't want to fuck her, then maybe her father would. Maybe her daddy would fuck her the way she wanted to be fucked-constantly! Maybe he would like her well enough, love her. Maybe her young, very small body was just what her daddy wanted.
Although she loved the exquisite sensations his cock caused to flow through her delicate body by pressure on her tight asshole, Sandy wished he would fuck his big cock into her boiling cunt. She wanted to tell him to shove his cock up her pussy, but he had shushed her. She had to obey him, not just because he was her father, but because she didn't want to see him go away the way her brother had.
As she squirmed and twisted her ass, feeling his fist banging against her sweet ass cheeks and his dripping throbbing cock pressing against her tiny asshole, Sandy forgot about her brother for the time being. She was going to accept what her father wanted of her, of her body, no matter what it would be. She would do as he wanted and take intense pleasure in it, too. If he planned to fuck his huge monster of a cock up her never-before-fucked asshole, fuck her ass and rip her apart, Sandy was going to take his prick without protest. She would do anything her father wanted. If only he would not reject her the way Barry had done.
She felt she had made a mistake by going to her brother's room the night before, taking his cock into her mouth while he slept. Maybe she wasn't supposed to take the initiative. Sandy just didn't know. So that she would not make any mistakes with her daddy, she would remain silent. She would do exactly as he wanted, and, perhaps, he would not chase her away.
Sandy pressed her lips together tightly and waggled her cute ass upwards as her daddy pressed the head of his dripping cock against her asshole, his fist beating against her ass cheeks, his hairy balls brushing at her thighs.
She gurgled and mewled with the increasing pleasure, her ass twisting and writhing by itself, providing not only her with delight, but her daddy as well. She felt one of his big hands squeezing her ass cheeks, pressing them about his cock. She could feel his smooth, swollen prickhead between the cheeks of her ass, banging at her asshole. She could feel his cock throb against her burning flesh as he jacked harder and faster.
She heard him give a loud, tight grunt, then her ass cheeks were pulled wide apart. She was aware that he was no longer jacking off, but the head of his cock was still pressed tightly against her asshole. She suddenly felt a flood of hot, thick come juice from his cock spraying not only against her asshole but against the inner cheeks of her ass as well. She felt his hot come juice smearing her asshole, dripping down hotly over the lips of her quivering cunt. She felt her father's cock jerking in spasms as he came, but he wasn't shoving forward. He was holding his cock against her asshole, coming in powerful spurts, splashing his come juice all over her asshole, ass cheeks and cunt.
It was wild ... it was deliriously wicked . . . it was a crazy way to come, and she loved it. Sandy's cunt boiled into a body-shattering orgasm. She could not hold back a yelp of ecstasy as she bubbled into her intense orgasm. Her father continued to squirt thick come juice on her flexing asshole.
"Ooooo!" she wailed in pleasure. "Ohhhh, Daddy!"
There was a final spurt from his cock, then he pulled away. Sandy wanted to turn around, to look at her father's beautiful, big cock, but none of her muscles would work. They felt like water, and all she could do was lay there on the stairs, her ass shivering, coated with his come juice, while she gasped with delight.
She listened to him breathe heavily, then again she heard the rustling sound. She was disappointed that he was putting his cock back into his pants. She had wanted to take his prick in her small hand, feel his cock at least.
"You better take a bath, honey," he said in a soft voice. "You're a mess."
Sandy got to her feet weakly and slowly, holding her skirt about her waist. Her panties stretched on her slender thighs as she climbed the stairs. She could feel her father's eyes staring at her naked, come-smeared ass. When she looked over her shoulder at him, he was grinning up at her, and she smiled back.
"Thank you, Daddy," she said in a whispery voice, then gave a saucy twist of her naked ass before disappearing down the hall toward the bathroom.
Sandy bathed for a long time. But not because she wanted to remove all traces of her father's come juice from her flesh-she would have preferred keeping it there forever. She took time to bathe well because she wanted to be clean and fresh-smelling just in case he wanted her body again.
She was very happy, and she told herself that Barry could just go on and fuck his silly old girlfriends. She didn't need him any longer-she had her daddy now.
But when she came out of the bathroom, naked, smelling wonderful, she found that she was the only one in the house again. Although she knew her father had to go back to his office, she was still disappointed. She had been hoping he would take the rest of the afternoon off and stay with her, let her play with his cock and balls, perhaps fuck her.
She found a note on the dining room table from her mother. She must have come home while Sandy was in the bathroom. The note said that she could have whatever she wanted for lunch and that her 'mother would be home later. There was a footnote telling her to be a good girl. Her mother frequently left notes when she was out. Sandy giggled as she thought just what a good girl she had been for her daddy.
She had lunch, a sandwich and a tall glass of ice-cold milk. While she ate, still naked, she felt again a throbbing pleasure in and around her cunt. Only now she felt an added sensation of pleasure around her tiny asshole. Sandy giggled to herself. Her brother had told her to go away and leave him alone, but her daddy had simply told her to go take a bath. Did that mean he wanted to play with her body again? Sandy didn't know, but she was hoping with a desperation that it did. Her father had not seemed at all mad at her, either, not the way her brother had been when he finished coming inside her mouth. Her father had watched her climb the stairs, gazing at her twitching little ass with a pleased smile on his face.
As she finished her lunch she heard Barry's car pull into the drive. When she heard the front door open and then close, she felt her heart leap with anticipation. She was sitting at the table absolutely naked. It was the first time she had wandered about the big house without clothes on, and she liked it.
"Sandy!" Barry said as he came into the kitchen. "You better put some clothes on! Are you crazy or something?"
She turned and gazed with dark eyes at him. "Fuck you," she said quietly. "I don't need you to tell me what to do."
"Hey, why are you pissed off, Sandy?" he asked, his eyes straying to her small succulent tits. "What have I done, anyway?"
"You know very well what you've done, Barry," she said to him. "You made me go away, and after all I was doing was be nice to you."
He looked at her for a moment. "Sandy, there are some things you don't understand."
"I understand you don't want anything to do with me," she replied. "You made me go away, and after I put your silly old cock in my mouth, too! You even came in my mouth!"
He shook his head, then turned and started upstairs. "I'm going to take a bath, Sandy," he called to her. "If anyone calls, get their number for me, will you?"
"So you can make a date to fuck one of those silly girls, huh?" she snapped angrily. "No way! Take your own fucking calls!"
After he was gone, she knew it had been childish of her. She had to live with her brother and that meant getting along with him even if he wouldn't fuck her anymore. Well, she would get along with him-she had her daddy now.
After she rinsed what few dishes she had used for her lunch, she went up the stairs. She had to pass the hall bathroom on the way to her room, and she found the door open. She could not resist peeking in. She saw that her brother was naked and leaning over the tub. She didn't know why he was bending over that way, nor did she care.
What she did care about, though, was the fact that she could see his cock and balls dangling between his thighs, and even the pucker of his asshole. She remembered how, only an hour or so ago, her father had kissed and licked her ass. She forgot that Barry didn't want her anymore as excitement suddenly bubbled hotly inside her slender body.
She slipped quietly into the bathroom and knelt behind him. She looked with hot eyes at his balls and cock hanging there, looked at the way his ass cheeks spread apart, at the tight pucker of his asshole. Sandy's cunt began to quiver and throb, becoming moist. Her clit swelled with an intense inflammation of desire. Her delicate, small nipples became rubbery hard, tingling hotly.
Sandy ran her hand between Barry's thighs and grabbed hold of his cock quickly and tightly.
"Goddamn it, Sandy!" he yelped in surprise. "Don't sneak up on me that way!"
She felt his cock swelling in her fist, and she jacked up and down on his prick. "Oh, be still, Barry," she murmured at him. "I learned a new trick, so be still and enjoy it. Just shut up for a change!"
Sandy pressed her lips against his ass, kissing moistly and hotly. She felt her brother's cock becoming harder, felt his body shaking beneath her lips. But he remained in the bent-over position. She gripped his cock tightly and jacked on his prick as her tongue flicked out and began to lick his ass cheeks the way her father had licked hers. She ran the flat surface of her tongue around the backs of his thighs, over the spread of his ass cheeks, along the crease at his thighs. Then she pulled her face back and peered excitedly at his asshole. Sandy sucked in a deep breath, moistened her lips, and shoved her mouth tight against his puckered asshole.
"Hey!" Barry yelped. But he didn't yank his ass away from her face.
Sandy sucked at his asshole, her lips wide and pressed very tightly between his ass cheeks. As her tongue licked and her burning lips sucked, she jacked on his swollen cock furiously.
She ran her tongue about the hot inner surfaces of her brother's ass cheeks, then she probed and stabbed time and again at his asshole with the tip of her wet tongue. Her mind was reeling with the sheer wicked sweetness that flowed through her body. She was shivering with pleasure, and her cunt was throbbing wildly. She could feel her own asshole clenching as if her father was still licking her ass or as if his cock were squirting hot come juice against her asshole.
As Barry's cock swelled into an iron-like hardness, Sandy pulled her hand from between his thighs and reached around his hip. She clutched his cock again, beating back and forth furiously with her tight hot fist. Her other hand held his hip, fingers digging into his flesh as she licked and kissed and sucked his asshole with abandon.
She was getting as much pleasure from licking her brother's asshole as her father had from licking hers. She thrilled to the feel, to the hot tightness of her brother's asshole against her lapping tongue. She was panting heavily as her tongue swirled in a frenzy of erotic delight, her cunt twitching and dripping, her inner thighs becoming very slippery.
Sandy pulled her face away, turning loose of his cock. She sprawled on the floor of the bathroom, face up. "Barry!" she moaned with passion. "Sit on my face! Come on, sit on my fucking face, Barry! Please, oh, please!"
He turned and looked at his sister. She was twisting her naked ass on the floor, her legs spread very wide, her puffy cunt and ass exposed, her tits heaving with mindless excitement. Her dark eyes were smoldering in an erotic plea for him to sit right on her face. She licked at her lips eagerly, and Barry straightened up, turning to straddle her face with his feet, his own face turned toward her toes.
"Are you sure, Sandy?" he asked. "Yes, damn you!" She looked up between his legs, seeing his hairy balls dangling down, his cock arching up toward the ceiling, his ass cheeks trembling. "Sit on my fucking face, Barry!"
Her eyes burned with desire as her brother squatted above her. Sandy gazed hotly at his balls, his throbbing, hard cock and at the way his asscheeks spread, his asshole seeming to wink at her. She placed her hands on his thighs as his ass came down into her face. She breathed with heated excitement as her lips kissed and writhed against his tight asshole. Then her tongue darted out and she began to lick furiously. She pressed her open mouth against his asshole, her tongue probing hard. Her own ass squirmed against the floor, her legs opening and closing, her wet cunt pulsating hotly.
She felt Barry twisting his ass into her face, and she reached past his thigh to grip his throbbing hard-on again. She pumped her tight fist up and down his cock as she pressured her tongue at his tightly puckered asshole. Sandy loved the way his asshole clenched against her tongue and realized what enjoyment her father had received when he sucked her ass. She found licking her brother's asshole to be intensely enjoyable, almost as good as having her brother's hard cock inside her hungry mouth.
She gasped with pleasure as her tongue probed and moved against his asshole, her fist pounding in a frenzy on his throbbing cock. Her mind was soaring with this new feeling of ecstasy, and, therefore, she was startled to find a sudden difference. For just a moment it didn't come to her what the difference was, then she gasped in surprise as she understood what had happened. Her tongue had somehow slithered right up his asshole.
Somehow, in all the wild licking and probing, her tongue had managed to thrust directly into his tight asshole and was about an inch inside. Sandy's eyes became huge, but all she saw was Barry's ass sitting on her face. She started to pull her tongue free, but her brother was pressing down harder, grunting hotly as he wiggled his ass.
Instead of pulling her tongue out of his asshole, Sandy began to tongue him there. She fucked her tongue in and out, jacking on his wildly jerking cock with her fist. She could feel his asshole clenching on her tongue, trying to draw her tongue in deeper. She tongue-fucked his asshole, and her cunt boiled with this new delight.
"Ohhh, Sandy!" Barry grunted in a tight, thick voice. "Ohhh, you've got your fucking tongue in my asshole! Your tongue is up my fucking asshole, Sandy! Oh, wow, that feels good! Fuck me, Sandy! Fuck my asshole with your tongue!" She grunted a muffled reply, stabbing hard and furious into his ass. She didn't want him to pull off her mouth, not now. Her mouth was wide, her lips glued to his ass as her tongue fucked in and out of the tightness of his ass with an erotic fury.
"Oh, Sandy!" Barry growled, pressing down as her tongue fucked in and out of his asshole. "Ohhh, tongue-fucking me up my goddamn asshole! Fuck it, Sandy! Fuck my asshole with your hot, cocksucking tongue!"
As Sandy's tongue twisted and fucked into his asshole, she sincerely hoped he did not shit in her face. She wiggled her own ass against the bathroom floor, squeezing her thighs together as her cunt bubbled and throbbed. She knew she would come simply by tongue-fucking her brother in his ass. Barry was squatting in his sister's face, his knees bent and his hands on the floor near her hips. He churned and ground his ass down, grinding into her face as she fucked with her tongue, her tongue going surprisingly deep into his asshole. Like Sandy, Barry had no idea how her tongue had managed to get up his ass, but it sent his pleasure higher than ever before. His cock throbbed in her lacking fist, and he knew it would not be much longer before he would be spewing come juice all over the place. He looked with a fuzzy vision at her small sharp tits, then at her almost-hairless, tender cunt.
He started coming.
Sandy felt his cock jerking, and she squeezed hard on his prick as her fist raced up and down his cock. There was a splash of warm, thick, slippery come juice on her stomach, and she suddenly yanked her tongue out of his gripping asshole.
"I want it!" she screamed. "I want it in my fucking mouth! Come in my hot mouth, Barry!'
She scooted quickly downward, drawing his gushing prick toward her open mouth. A splash of his come juice entered her mouth before she managed to capture the swollen head of his spurting cock with her lips. She moaned as her mouth clamped on his spewing cock, and the taste of his sweet come juice filled her mouth, sending her cunt into a spasm that shook her naked body from head to toe.
She moaned softly in ecstasy as she came and swallowed her brother's gushing come juice, barely feeling his balls resting on her eyes and nose. Her hot lips gripped his cock as he squirted down her throat, and her tongue licked in hungry delight.
Finally Barry lifted from his sister, looking down at her naked body. He saw the glistening spot of come juice near her dimpled belly button. He was surprised that she had gotten the rest of his spewing come juice into her mouth so quickly. He took damp cloth and wiped at her stomach, then stepped into his bath water.
Sandy got to her knees, still shaking from the pleasure glowing in her body. She grinned lewdly at him. "Did you like my new trick, Barry?"
"Where did you learn that, Sandy?"
She gave him a mysterious smile. "I can't tell. It's a secret. But you did like it, didn't you?"
He looked at her with eyes that shined. Sandy wasn't sure what she saw in them. Sometimes she saw that he wanted her, wanted her cunt and mouth, but then they would cloud over as if he had regretted the desire.
"You better put some clothes on, squirt," he said, but his voice was soft.
CHAPTER FIVE
Again Sandy found that she was not approached by her brother, and even her father seemed to avoid her now. Her father she could understand, but to her way of thinking, Barry should be grabbing at her hot little ass with both hands constantly. After all, she had left no doubts in his mind that she was not only willing, but damned eager to do anything he wanted of her.
She thought constantly of the things that had happened to her in the past few days. Every time she thought of them, she would hug herself and shiver with pleasure. Barry's cock fucking into her cunt was fantastic, and sucking on his prick with her hungry mouth, swallowing his come juice, was a tremendous pleasure to her. Her father, licking at her tiny asshole, then jacking off all over her ass had been terrific.
Although she had not been as tormented lately, Sandy knew she would be soon if they continued to deprive her of what she wanted and needed so desperately-those big, beautiful, hard cocks.
Barry and her father were pleasant with her, just as they had always been, and Barry had even become more considerate of her. He didn't tease her nearly as much as before and had stopped calling her a kid, a child. He still called her squirt, but it was an endearing term now. She was cuddled occasionally by her father but not in the way she wanted to be cuddled. He kissed her and hugged her as he always did, but now it seemed he was restrained. Sandy wanted her father to take her on his lap so she could feel his cock become deliciously hard underneath her squirming ass. She wanted him to kiss and lick her asshole again. The only difference now was that she wanted to jack his cock off and make him come against her steamy cunt. The idea of her father pressing his cock against her hard little clit and spurting his come juice sent Sandy into tremors of naughty ecstasy.
Her always-hot eyes strayed often to the front of their pants. Although she could sometimes see the faint outlines of their cocks, she had never seen their pricks nice and hard. She sat about the house in careless ways, a knee hiked up, thighs exposed, sometimes with a view of her tight panties, tempting them both. Even though they were aware of her exposure-and so was her mother-no one seemed to pay much attention to her. And, to her surprise, no one ever told her to sit ladylike or keep herself covered. It was as if they just didn't care how exposed she was. None of them, including her mother, seemed at all interested in her or what she did.
Then, a few days after she had licked Barry's asshole, she decided she would leave her panties off just to see if she could entice him into playing with her. She hoped Barry would at least see something under her skirt that he would enjoy as he went in and out of the house. But he seemed more interested in his old car, tinkering with it and racing the engine and then tinkering under the hood some more.
It did her no good-he paid no attention to her at all.
Then, that very afternoon, she was shocked.
Barry had finally finished whatever it was he had been doing with his car and was upstairs in the shower. Sandy paced about on the lower floor, giving some serious thought about going up there and climbing right in with him. So far she had been the one who made all the advances. Maybe that was what her brother liked-the girl being the aggressor.
Walking around, seeing her brother's cock in her inflamed mind, soaped and rinsed and stroked and fondled, her cunt was twitching very hotly. The sweet inner surface of her creamy smooth thighs were again becoming slippery from her seeping fuck fluids, and her clit was sending urgent signals to her burning brain.
If her mother had not been in the house at the time, Sandy would have ran up the stairs, stripped her clothing from her overheated body and raped her brother, if need be. But her mother was home, in her bedroom. Sandy found herself calling her mother various nasty names in her mind, trying to send waves of thought to her, telling her to go, leave the house for a few hours.
And of course it didn't work, but she kept trying just the same. Sandy went so far as to sit down on a chair, pressing her fingertips to her temples and telling her mother in her mind to leave the house immediately. But Sandy was still only a small child, and she enjoyed little girl games.
Miserable again with her boiling desires for a hard cock, she finally went up the stairs and toward her own room at the very end of the hallway. If Barry didn't want to fuck her, or let her suck his cock off, and if her father didn't want to play with her sweet little body anymore, she would just go to her bedroom and finger-fuck her burning cunt until her pussy was raw, she decided in frustration. She would fuck her fingers in and out of her little pussy until she could hardly walk. Fuck them both! They just didn't know what they were missing.
She passed the upstairs bathroom, and, although it was still steamy inside, Barry wasn't there. She went into her room, glaring at the frilly, canopied bed, stuck her tongue out at the stuffed animals and dolls that threatened to take over the room, and flung herself down on her bed. She shoved a pillow beneath her body, stretching her long thighs around it, and began to grind her cunt, fucking the pillow as if she were on top of a man, fucking his hard, throbbing cock.
The sounds of whispering came to her and she looked toward her door quickly. The door was open; she had forgotten to close it in her anger. The whispering was too soft for her to make out the words clearly, but she sensed something was going on. Curious, knowing her father was at work, she got to her feet and walked to her door. She paused and the words became almost clear. "... cunt," she heard. Sandy thought that the voice belonged to her mother. But who would her mother be talking to, using such words? Stepping into the hall, she leaned against the wall near her parents' bedroom. The door was open about a foot, and Sandy knew without a doubt who her mother was talking to now.
"Oooo, you're so hard, baby," she heard her mother say in a soft voice. "I just love it when you get so hard this way!"
Sandy could not keep from peeking through the doorway, and her eyes popped wide. Her mother was in there, of course, and she was with Barry. Something was going on, Sandy saw, and what she was seeing made her little pussy quiver with an intense heat. Her mother was standing near the bed, and her brother was on it. Barry was lying on his back, still naked from the shower. Sandy saw his cock standing up so beautifully, so very hard, with the prickhead so swollen that his cock looked ready to burst. And her mother was standing there looking at Barry's cock! Sandy thought she was having a wild dream. Her mother and her brother . . . mother and son . . .
But she knew this wasn't a dream. What she was seeing was real. Barry was sprawled there, grinning up at his mother, his cock jutting high, his balls resting on his thighs. And Sandy saw her mother removing her blouse.
Sandy's mother was a tall, willowy, very attractive woman, but Sandy had not really paid that much attention to her. Her hair was dark, like Sandy's, and her eyes were a light blue ... a hot, gleaming color of blue. Her mother had large tits that swelled out like balloons. Her mother's tits were quite shapely and firm, with a springy feel to them. Her waist was small, still narrow, and she had lovely, rounded hips. Sandy knew, from seeing her mother in swimsuits, that her legs were long and creamy, and there was certainly nothing wrong with her swelling, shapely ass.
Wondering what was happening in her home, feeling somewhat shocked and not just a little jealous, Sandy watched as her mother removed her bra. She shivered with perverse pleasure as her mother exposed her beautiful tits to Barry. Her mother's nipples, a light-brown color, were very long and standing out in sensitive hardness.
Barry gripped his cock in one hand and slowly jacked on his prick as he watched his mother remove her clothes. His eyes burned with bubbling desire, seeing every luscious inch of flesh, and Sandy felt more jealousy. She wanted him to look at her that way.
Now her mother stood naked near the bed, one leg propped up on the mattress, knee flung wide. Sandy watched her mother trace a fingertip about her very thick patch of cunt hair, her eyes blazing upon the hardness of her son's cock.
"Fuck me, darling," Sandy heard her mother say to Barry in a low, whispery, urgent voice. "I want your beautiful hard cock in my cunt, honey! I want it up my pussy and fucking me-now!"
Sandy's mother crawled onto the bed and positioned herself on her hands and knees, wagging her shapely, naked ass at her son. Sandy saw the puffy lips of her mother's cunt as her pussy pooched from between her thighs, curly cunt hair surrounding her pussy. Then her mother placed her head on the bed, her ass high in the air, twisting and wiggling in lewd invitation for Barry.
Although she was seeing it, Sandy could hardly believe her eyes. She would never have thought her mother fucked, especially not with Barry. Sandy was still at an age when boys and girls felt their parents were sexless, that it was them, the young ones, who had discovered the joys of sweet fucking and sucking.
Sandy was shocked all right, but not so shocked that what she was seeing failed to excite her small body and mind tremendously. Her mother's rounded ass split as she arched her ass high into the air, her hairy cunt fully revealed between her thighs, her large tits just brushing the sheets. Then Sandy's brother was moving, getting to his knees on the bed behind her mother's waving, lovely ass. Sandy sucked in a sharp gasp when she saw her brother press the head of his swollen cock into her mother's hairy cunt.
"Ohhh," Sandy's mother mewled in a soft voice. "Don't tease me, Barry! Please, darling, don't tease me this way! Shove all your cock up my hot cunt, not just the head! Shove your cock in my pussy hard, darling!"
Barry placed his hands on his mother's hips, his fingers digging into the smooth flesh.
Sandy could see that he had only the swollen head of his cock between those hairy pussylips. But then he suddenly lunged his hips forward, and his cock fucked in all the way.
"Ooooo, yes, yes!" her mother groaned with ecstasy as Barry fucked hard and fast into her slippery pussy. "Yes, darling! Ohhh, that's the way, baby! Fuck it for me! Fuck my hot cunt hard and fast!"
"Yeah, Mom!" Barry grunted as he began to fuck his cock in and out, slapping his stomach against the waggling cheeks of his mother's creamy ass. "Yeah!"
His mother shivered as she swung her uplifted ass around in tight circles, then humped her ass in a rhythmic twist with his fucking cock. Sandy's legs became very weak as she watched with excited eyes. The hot sounds of their moans and whimpers, their sighs and grunts, filled her young ears until her head was reeling with bubbling desire. She felt the strangest urge to race into the room and jerk her brother's cock from her mother's cunt, stuff his prick into her own pussy. Sandy's cunt was burning fiercely, as if someone had built a roaring fire between her thighs.
Her mother was being shoved on the bed by the force of Barry's fucks, until her head was pressed against the headboard. Barry fucked his mother very hard, making her body jerk from his violence. If Sandy had not known better, she would have thought her mother was being injured. But her mother was sobbing for more cock.
"Harder! Oh, God, Barry . . . harder! Bang my hot cunt, darling! Oooo, bang the piss out of mother's hot, hairy pussy! Ohhhh, I love it when I get fucked hard this way! Give it to me, baby! Feed my pussy your hard cock!"
"Fucking cunt," Sandy heard her brother growling in passion. "Hot, fucking cunt!"
"Yes, yes! It is a hot fucking cunt, Barry!" his mother hissed at him, lifting her shaking ass high. "I'm a hot fucking cunt! I'm a fucking cunt ... a cunt . . ."
Barry suddenly pulled his prick from his mother's clinging pussy and gripped his cock tight in his hand. "Mom," he groaned. "Suck me! Suck my cock!"
Sandy saw her mother twist about quickly, sprawling onto her back, her long legs spread as wide as they would go. Her hairy cunt seemed to be twitching as Sandy gazed with hot eyes at her pussy, and her clit was very hard and glistening with wetness.
"Give it to me, darling!" she urged hotly. "Give that hard cock to me! I'll suck it! I'll suck that beautiful hard-on . . . suck that sweet, sweet prick! I'll suck it off for you, baby! Put it in my hot cocksucking mouth!"
Sandy watched Barry swing his legs over his mother's face, his cock and balls looking so sweet and tasty. She saw her mother grip Barry's cock tightly in one hand, her other sliding up to clutch at his ass cheek. She knew the pleasure her mother was going to get by having Barry's cock inside her wet, hot mouth. If her mother got only half of the pleasure Sandy did from sucking his prick, that would be plenty.
But what excited her more than watching her mother suck on Barry's cock was the fact that her brother was kissing the hot, smooth insides of her mother's creamy thighs. She could see his tongue as it swirled and licked about her flesh, and the sight made the skin of her own thighs tingle in goose pimply desire.
She was fascinated by what Barry was doing to their mother, and she almost slipped into the room for a closer look. She had gone as far as moving one foot in that direction before she caught herself.
Barry slipped his hands underneath his mother's writhing ass, clutching at her creamy, swelling ass cheeks as she lifted her pussy toward his face. Sandy saw his tongue swirl through her thick mass of curling dark cunt hair. Then it seemed to Sandy that her brother had shoved his tongue up his mother's pussy. She didn't know for sure because she had his mouth pressed tight against her cunt. But that must be where his tongue went because their mother began to squirm and bounce her ass up and down, grinding her pussy into Barry's face, excited mewls coming from her mouth.
No longer seeing anything of what her brother was doing to her mother's cunt-her mother had squeezed her long thighs against Barry's face-Sandy turned her hot eyes to her mother's head. She saw that her mother was licking her long, pink tongue up and down Barry's cock, even lapping at his dangling balls.
Then Sandy's eyes went wide again.
Her mother had taken one of Barry's balls into her mouth. She was sucking on his balls, something Sandy had never considered doing. There were so many things happening to her lately that sent thrill after thrill coursing through her young body, and she wanted to learn more and more, do more, feel more.
Her mother sucked Barry's balls, and then Sandy saw her mother take both balls into her mouth. She could hardly believe that her mother could suck on both Barry's balls at the same time. Sandy's cunt seemed as if her pussy were melting between her now-trembling thighs. She could not resist pressing her hand between her legs, making her cunt throb ever so sweetly. The cheeks of her little ass were clenching tightly as intense pleasure rippled through her.
Then her mother had Barry's cock inside her mouth.
Sandy didn't know when that happened, although she had been staring excitedly at her mother's face all the time.
Barry was pumping his ass up and down, fucking his mother in her hot, sucking mouth. His mother was gripping his ass cheeks, moaning around his stabbing cock. Barry's balls banged at her nose and eyes, and Sandy's mother twisted and churned her naked, rounded ass in a furious manner, grinding her cunt into his face. It looked as if her mother was sucking desperately at Barry's cock as he fucked her mouth. Sandy's mouth watered as if she was anticipating the squirting of his thick come juice that her mother would be getting soon.
Barry was fucking his cock faster and faster into his mother's devouring mouth, his ass bouncing so fast Sandy wondered if he would bruise her mother's lips. His face was twisting between her hot thighs, his fingers digging into the firm, spongy swells of his mother's ass. The soft grunts of their pleasure came to Sandy, and her knees became very wobbly, her hand still pressed against her boiling pussy.
Sandy saw her brother lift his throbbing hard-on from his mother's sucking mouth. In her mind she protested wildly, screaming silently for her brother to come in their mother's mouth. But her mother apparently did not seem to mind. Sandy saw her grip Barry's cock in a tight fist, jacking on his prick with a frenzied motion. Her mouth was wide open, her eyes closed. The head of Barry's cock was only an inch away from her waiting mouth.
Sandy saw his pearl-white come juice as it spurted from Barry's piss hole. She saw it squirt directly into her mother's mouth. A loud whimper of intense ecstasy came from her mother as Barry came in a spewing flow, discharging into her mouth. His mother's fist jacked furiously on his spurting cock, and her ass twirled swiftly into his face. Her tongue licked at her lips, catching any drops of cum juice that escaped, drawing them in and swallowing.
Sandy mewled with a soft, bubbling sound.
Barry slumped against his mother's naked body, his cock and balls resting on her neck. Sandy's mother's face was between his thighs, her chin resting at his asshole. Barry had turned his head to one side, his cheeks pressed on his mother's hairy cunt. He stretched his hands along her thighs while his mother gently and lovingly caressed his trembling ass cheeks.
Sandy knew it was time for her to move away, get out of sight. Why she felt this necessary, she wasn't sure. After what Barry had done to her, what she had wanted him to do, and her father licking her asshole and jacking off on her ass, after what she had just seen, Sandy was confused.
There were things going on in her home that she had no knowledge of.
CHAPTER SIX
Sandy watched her parents and Barry very closely. She saw no evidence that they were fucking each other. Her mother and father acted no differently than other parents she knew, and her brother seemed the same as far as she could tell.
But she had this knowledge now, and she felt they were hiding something from her. She wondered if her father knew Barry was fucking and sucking his mother. If he didn't know, should she say something to him? Would it cause trouble in the family? Why didn't Barry want to fuck her? Why didn't her father want to lick her ass and jack off on her ass again?
She had so many questions and no answers.
Two days went by, two very long days. Sandy remained puzzled, and she could see nothing different about her family.
On the third day after catching her mother and brother, she approached her mother when they were alone in the house. She was shy and uncertain and sat at the breakfast table as her mother cleaned the oven. Her mother was wearing a wrap-around skirt, tied at the waist, with a halter bulging with her beautiful tits. The skirt flared now and then to reveal her succulent thighs, and Sandy found the glimpses arousing. She had seen her mother dressed this way often enough, yet she had never really looked at her.
But after everything that had happened to her, everything she had seen, Sandy found herself excited by anyone and everything in the house. She watched as her mother leaned over and the stretchy material of her skirt pulled tight across her shapely ass. Sandy felt a twitch in her cunt as she gazed at her mother's ass.
Her mother turned and caught Sandy staring at her ass. For a moment Sandy was frightened, but when her mother smiled, the fear left her. She gave a shy smile in return.
"You've been awfully moody the past few days, honey," her mother said, peeling the rubber gloves off and dropping them in the sink. "Want to have a girl-to-girl talk?"
She came and sat down at the table, taking her daughter's hand in hers. She looked into Sandy's eyes, and Sandy felt a warm flush creep over her face. She wondered if her mother could see what was in her eyes, and that made the flush grow deeper.
Sandy couldn't say anything, her desire to talk to her mother was gone. She wanted to talk to her all right, but she didn't know what to say. Her mother seemed to understand and, getting to her feet, pulled Sandy up and led her into the family room. Sitting Sandy down on the couch, her mother sat on the floor at her feet, looking up at her. Sandy felt her mother's warm hand on her knee, and a tremor of desire suddenly shot through her small body. Her dark eyes glowed hotly as she looked at her mother's hand there.
She shivered when the hand moved on her knee, cupping it tenderly.
"Tell me what it is, Sandy," her mother urged. "I know something is bothering you, baby."
"I'm okay, Mother," Sandy said, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper.
"I know you're okay, baby," her mother said in a low voice, "but I know you have something on your mind, too. Come on, out with it."
Tears suddenly came into Sandy's eyes. They were not tears of sadness, however. They were tears of frustration. Frustration because she wanted a cock in her cunt or mouth, frustration because her father and brother never came to her again, frustration because of what she had seen happen between her mother and Barry.
She was unaware of the twist her ass made against the cushion of the couch, but her mother was aware of it. Her hand slipped higher on Sandy's thigh, shoving her skirt up. Sandy, through her tears, saw her mother's hand move, and a tingling thrill went through her. She trembled, her nipples tingling.
"I think I understand, honey," her mother said softly, her hand caressing up and down Sandy's thigh now. "I think I know what is bothering you."
Sandy watched her mother's hand move higher on her thigh, her fingertips were almost at the edge of Sandy's panties. Her skirt was high now, and she knew her mother could see the edge of her panties. Her mother was looking at her thighs, and Sandy saw her mother's tongue lick over her full lips. Then her mother's lips pressed at her knee, kissing her moistly and warmly.
Suddenly Sandy threw her legs wide apart, gasping loudly. She shoved a hand between her thighs and pressed hard into the crotch of her panties. "Oh, Mother!"
She heard a soft, throaty laugh come from her mother, and then her hands were on Sandy's inner thighs, close to her crotch. Sandy rubbed her fingers up and down her panties, not caring that her mother watched.
"That's what I thought it was, baby," her mother said in a husky voice. "You're hot, aren't you?
"Yes! Oh, yes!" Sandy gurgled, squirming her ass into the couch. "I can't help it, Mother! Oh, please, I can't help it!"
"I know you can't, honey," her mother whispered. "I know you can't help it. But I can. There isn't anything to be ashamed of, Sandy. Nothing at all."
Sandy scooted her little ass to the very edge of the cushions, her knees spread wide, the crotch of her panties fully exposed. She felt her mother's hands shove hers away, and she dropped them at her sides, watching with tear- stained eyes as her mother felt up and down her pantied cunt. Her fingers were different than her own, softer, yet more exciting.
She lifted her ass, pressing her pussy against her mother's hand, twirling her hips. She mewled in soft sounds, thrilling to the touch of something other than her own hands again.
"I'll take care of it, honey," she heard her mother say. "I won't let my baby suffer. Mother will take care of her hot little baby."
Her mother slipped a finger into the tight crotch of Sandy's panties, lifting the material to one side, gazing at her hairless, succulent cunt. Her eyes were smoldering with passion, and she licked at her lips often. "You're beautiful, honey," her mother whispered. "You have a beautiful pussy. Oohhh, such a pretty little pussy!"
"Take my panties off, Mother," Sandy urged hotly. "Take my panties off, please!"
"Of course I will." Her mother drew the tight bikini panties down, and Sandy lifted her feet so they could be removed. She jerked her skirt to her waist, spreading her knees as wide as she could, twirling her hips on the cushions.
"Mmmm," her mother murmured softly as she gazed between her daughter's thighs. "That looks so sweet! I bet you'd love to be kissed there, wouldn't you, Sandy?"
"Do it, Mother!" Sandy almost shouted. "Kiss me there! Please, kiss me there!"
But her mother took a long time. First she pressed her moist lips upon the hot inner flesh of Sandy's thighs. She ran her tongue out and licked almost to her cunt, then licked at her other thigh. All the time, her hands were fondling, caressing the shivering flesh of her daughter's legs and hips. Sandy twisted, trying to shove her boiling cunt into her mother's face. But her mother was in no hurry.
With her head between Sandy's knees, she began to stroke the tender little cunt. She felt her puffy pussylips and traced a finger about her cunt. She touched lightly at the tip of Sandy's erect, sensitive clit. Then her mother snaked a finger into her tight, hot pussy. Sandy mewled as her mother's finger went deep, then began to fuck in and out slowly, but firmly. She lifted her ass and wiggled her hips, gasping as the pleasure grew hotly inside her small, shaking body.
"Oooo, Mother!" she groaned. "I like that! Oh, golly, I like your finger in me! Do it faster, Mother!"
Her mother laughed again, low and husky, her finger fucking increasing in speed. Sandy churned her hips up and down as her mother finger-fucked her, gasping and mewling with erotic delight. But suddenly the finger was pulled free. She looked at the wet finger and was surprised to see her mother begin to lick her finger.
"Mmmm," her mother mewled. "You do have a sweet little pussy, baby!" "Kiss it!" Sandy wailed. "Kiss it, Mother!" "Oh, yes!" her mother gurgled. "I'll kiss it!
You better believe I'll kiss this sweet pussy!"
Her face moved close, and then her tongue fluttered out and flicked about the tip of Sandy's clit, making Sandy tremble. Her tongue licked up and down each pussy-lip, then up the succulent slit. Sandy whimpered with delight as her mother's tongue licked, moving faster now. With a moan of pleasure, her mother pressed her lips against Sandy's cunt, kissing moistly. She opened her mouth, gluing her lips to the tasty cunt of her daughter. Then Sandy gave a gasp as she felt her mother's tongue slip into her pussy.
"Oh! I like that, Mother! Oooo, that's nice!"
Her mother's tongue went deep, flicking about in a hot, hungry way. Then her tongue was fucking back and forth, fucking Sandy's gripping cunt. Sandy grabbed the back of her mother's head and flung her legs over her shoulders, squeezing her thighs tight. She humped her little ass up and down violently, gurgling with intense pleasure.
"Oooo, do it that way, Mother!" she urged in a hot voice. "That's nice . . . almost like a cock in me! Fuck me, Mother! Oooo, fuck me with your tongue!"
Her mother's tongue fucked furiously, and now she had her daughter's squirming ass cheeks in her hands, squeezing them, her fingers digging into Sandy's firm flesh. She lifted her daughter's cunt high, pressing her mouth against Sandy's pussy, her tongue darting and swirling in a frenzy.
Sandy's cunt was steaming. Her pussy gripped at her mother's fucking tongue, clinging to it. She loved the feeling, so unlike her brother's cock. Her mother's tongue wiggled into places she had not known she had, sending waves of ecstasy rippling through her body like electricity. She tossed her hips about, grinding hard into her mother's face. Sandy could feel an orgasm throbbing deep in the pit of her shuddering cunt. Her pussy was sucking on her mother's tongue, an action that was involuntary on Sandy's part. Her cunt seemed to have a life of its own.
Her mother's tongue fucked in and out, then up over her sensitive clit, making Sandy squeal with pleasure. Then her mother began to suck at her clit. And her tongue flicked at the tip as her hands squeezed the small cheeks of Sandy's ass. Sandy ground and twisted her cunt hard into her mother's sucking, licking mouth.
"Mother, you're gonna make me . . . make me come!" Sandy yelled excitedly. "Oh, golly! I'm gonna come, Mother! Ooooo, faster . . . harder! I'm gonna come!"
Her mother gripped her ass cheeks harder, her lips sucking and her tongue fucking. The hot inner thighs of her daughter were squeezing hard at her cheeks and neck, and her own pussy was very moist and pulsating. She felt her daughter's cunt convulse, and Sandy's loud wail of ecstasy came to her ears in a muffled sound. She fucked her tongue swiftly in and out of her daughter's gripping cunt, over her jerking clit, licking and sucking to make Sandy have a powerful orgasm.
When she felt her daughter's thighs relax and her ass slump to the cushions, she pulled her face away. Her mouth and cheeks were smeared wetly, and she smiled up at Sandy. "Do you feel better now, Baby?" she asked in a soft voice. "Did that help your problem?" "Oh, Mother," Sandy gasped in a whisper. "How did you know?" Her mother simply laughed softly. She got to her feet, but before she could move away, Sandy grabbed her about the hips and pressed her face against her mother's hips. She hugged her tightly, her hands holding her mother's ass cheeks. She could feel the heat from her mother's cunt through the wrap-around skirt.
Her mother caressed Sandy's dark hair gently. She tried to pull away from her daughter, but Sandy only held her tighter. Before she knew it, Sandy had pulled the strings holding the skirt at her waist, and it pooled at her feet. Sandy gazed at her mother with hot eyes. "You aren't wearing panties!" she exclaimed delightedly.
"I seldom do, baby," her mother replied.
"Oh, I wish I had hair like that," Sandy murmured as she stared at the thick mass of curls. "Maybe Ba-" A flush came over her cheeks.
"You're still so young, Sandy," her mother said. "You have to grow more, then you'll have plenty of hair, too."
Sandy suddenly dropped to the floor, sitting between her mother's thighs, looking up at her hairy cunt. Her eyes smoldered with excitement as she moved her hands over her mother's creamy ass cheeks, then drew one hand through the mass of cunt hair. She peered at the fat lips of her mother's cunt, see- ing her pussylips glistening wetly. Sandy could see the tip of her mother's clit peeking out, and her clit seemed to be throbbing. Sandy touched her mother's clit lightly with her fingertip, and her mother's hips jerked.
"You don't have to touch me, honey," she whispered down to her daughter.
"You're hot, Mother," Sandy said, looking up into her face. "You got hot by licking me, didn't you? I can see you're hot."
"Yes, I'm hot," her mother confessed. "But that don't mean you have to-"
She didn't finish-Sandy shoved her face into her crotch and was kissing wetly at her cunt. She parted her thighs to give Sandy's face room and arched her hips into Sandy's face.
"Mmmmm, baby, baby!" her mother mewled as she felt Sandy's tongue flick out and run over her throbbing, distended clit. "Ohhh, sweet, sweet baby!"
Sandy pressed her lips against her mother's clit as her tongue flicked. She could feel her mother's legs trembling against her face and shoulders. Sandy held her mother's creamy ass in her small hands, thrusting her tongue up into the slippery heat of her mother's cunt.
"Oh, honey, I've got to sit down!" her mother said. "I'll fall if I don't sit down. Let me sit down, Sandy."
Reluctantly Sandy pulled her face out of her mother's crotch. She watched as her mother sat on the couch as she had sat earlier. Her mother spread her knees wide and ran a finger into her own pussy for a moment as she looked at her daughter's excited face. "Are you sure you want to do this, Sandy?"
"I want to, Mother!" she squealed. "Oh, I want to kiss your pussy so much! I want to lick your pussy the way you licked mine!"
"If you're sure, baby," her mother said.
"I'm sure, Mother."
She sat on the floor and watched her mother draw her knees up to her tits. Sandy sat there gazing hotly at her mother's bushy cunt, the cheeks of her ass, and the pucker of her asshole. Her mother looked between her legs, waiting.
"Lick it, baby," she whispered. "Lick mother's cunt! Taste it, Sandy! Taste my pussy and stick your tongue in it! Oooo, I love to be tongue-fucked, Sandy!"
With a squeal, Sandy shoved her face into her mother's pussy, kissing her cunt hotly and hungrily. Her lips moved all about her mother's hair-lined pussy, tasting the sleeping fuck juices and loving it. She held her mother's hips in her small hands and mouthed every inch of her mother's wet cunt, mewling happily.
Then, on an impulse, Sandy ran her tongue down and lapped at her mother's asshole, making her mother whimper with ecstasy. She ran her tongue up and down, going from the tightness of her asshole up to her wet, hairy pussylips, swirling her tongue over her mother's swollen clit, then back down again. She licked and whimpered from her own ecstasy to be eating her mother's cunt this way.
"More, Sandy!" her mother urged, wiggling her ass about. "Lick it more! Oh, God . . . I love the way you lick my cunt, baby! Oooo, lick my asshole ... my cunt . . . everything! Eat it, Sandy! Eat my hot cunt!"
Sandy's tongue went everywhere. She could feel her mother shaking and shivering with delight, and she thrilled to be sucking and licking her hairy cunt. Pussy tasted different than her brother's cock, but she loved cunt just the same. The fuck juice seeping from her mother's pussy was sweet to her, the way her mother's come juice had been. She fucked her tongue into her mother's cunt and fucked it back and forth, then moved her tongue down land pressed it against her mother's tight asshole. She pressed hard, and then her tongue slipped up her mother's asshole. She tongue-fucked her ass for a few moments, then fucked her tongue into her mother's slippery cunt again. Rapidly, she fucked her mother's pussy with her tongue.
"Oooo, baby, baby," she heard her mother gurgling. "Eat it, honey! Oh, God, suck my cunt! Tongue-fuck my pussy, Sandy! Oh, I love a tongue fucking me in my hot, hairy cunt!"
Sandy's mind was reeling from the delight she found racing through her body. She had no idea a pussy could taste so delicious. Ignoring her own bubbling heat again, she fucked her tongue deep into her mother's cunt and wiggled her tongue, lapping in and out, her lip pressed against the throbbing hard clit. Her mother twisted her cunt into Sandy's face with frenzied pleasure now, cooing and mewling as her orgasm began to bubble hotly.
Sandy sensed her mother was close to coming, and she fucked her tongue back and forth furiously, her fingers gripping the creamy hips. She loved the way her mother's cunt held her tongue, squeezing at it, sucking at it. Her mother pulled her knees so far back that her ass was lifted high and Sandy had to get on her knees to keep her mouth sucking at her pussy.
"I'm about to come, honey!" her mother shouted, twisting her crotch ecstatically into Sandy's face. "I'm going to come! Eat me! Tongue-fuck my hot cunt! I'm going to come!"
Sandy felt her mother's pussy convulse about her tongue, and she sucked very hard, mewling softly as the fuck juices increased. She had to swallow now and then as her mouth filled, and she did so with delight.
Finally she had to let her mother's hips go. She found her mother slumping down, legs spread wide, her tits, still inside the halter, heaving. The expression on her mother's face was one of intense satisfaction. Sandy wiped her smeared face and sat on the floor, waiting.
Soon her mother sat up, still breathing hard, and looked at Sandy closely. "Well?" "Well, what, Mother?" "How do you feel?"
Sandy shivered and hugged herself, laughing with delight. "I've never felt better."
"You enjoyed doing that to me?"
"Oh, Mother ... I loved licking you!"
Her mother looked at her again for a long time, then said. "You're face is a mess, honey. You better go wash it."
Sandy pressed her lips against one of her mother's knees, then got up. She picked up her I panties and balled them in her hand. She gave I her mother a bright, happy smile as she left the room.
She took a long, hot bath, thinking about what she and her mother had done. She thought of Barry and her father and what they had done with her. She wondered if any of them knew about each other.
One thing she wanted to do was find out.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sandy had no idea how to go about finding out if her parents and brother knew what each was doing. All her ideas seemed childish.
The scene between her mother and brother burned in her mind, and it seemed to her she could still taste the sweetness of her brother's cock and her mother's cunt. Her pussy was still in a constant state of tingling desire, and she played with her cunt a great deal. She was confused because now her mother had begun to leave her alone just like her father and brother had. It didn't make sense to her.
A few days later she found an opportunity to be alone with her father, but then she was tongue-tied. She had no idea how to talk to him about it, and there was a little fear about telling him. He had never been a violent man, but she was so young and she wasn't sure what his reactions would be if he knew his son was fucking his wife.
Just where her brother and mother were, she had no idea. All she knew was that her father was in the family room. He was reared back in the lounge chair with a few papers on his lap. They looked like business papers.
"You didn't go to work today, Daddy?" she asked.
"No, honey," he said, almost absent-mindedly as he continued to read. "I had a headache this morning."
"Poor Daddy," she said softly, stepping up behind him and massaging his temples. "Poor Daddy."
He laid the papers down and closed his eyes, enjoying the soft caresses of her fingers. Sandy rubbed lightly, then began running her hands through his hair, massaging his scalp. Just touching him this way made her excited, and her cunt burned, became very moist. She felt the tip of her clit pressing at the tightness of her panties.
Her hands worked their way down to his neck, then his chest. Slipping her hands into the open neck of his shirt, she began to caress his nipples. Elation ran through her when her father murmured, "That feels good, honey."
Sandy moved to stand at the side of the lounge chair, her hands relentlessly moving. She was going by instinct, somehow knowing what she was doing was right for her purpose. She leaned over and moved one hand down his chest, making circles. Her father had his eyes closed and an expression of pleasure on his face. Her fingers were at his belt, and, on a sudden impulse, she leaned down and pressed her lips against his. For just a moment she felt her father resist, then he gave in.
When Sandy felt his lips open slightly beneath hers, she darted her pink, moist tongue into his mouth. Her heart skipped a beat when she felt his tongue poke gently at hers. Then she felt his hand move out and go about her waist. She increased the pressure of her lips and began to thrust her tongue back and forth into his mouth. His hand moved at her waist, then it was running over one of her small ass cheeks. Sandy whimpered against her father's mouth, her tongue now darting swiftly and furiously as her desire bubbled with a steamy heat.
Her father's hand moved up and down her ass, and she wiggled her ass. When her tongue pulled from his mouth, she was delighted to find his tongue following, stabbing into hers. She began to suck on his tongue. Her hand was at his belt, going down past it. She squeezed at his inner thigh, bringing a groan of pleasure from him. Suddenly, with a bubbling mewl, she placed her hand on his crotch. His cock was swelling, and she pressed, trying to wrap her fingers around his prick. She felt the deep, powerful throb against her palm and pressed harder.
Her father's hand went down her thigh, then back up beneath her skirt. She loved the warmth of his big hand feeling her creamy thigh, and she gasped around his tongue as his finger barely brushed the edge of her tight panties. Then her father cupped her small ass, squeezing her ass cheeks as her hand moved on his now-throbbing hard-on. She began to frantically unzip his pants, and she was pleased when he did not resist. Sandy opened his pants and slipped her eager little hand into them. She felt about, and was delighted to find he was not wearing shorts. Her hand brushed through the wiry hairs, grabbed his cock and pulled his prick free. She quickly wrapped her fingers about her father's cock and began to jack up and down with a tight, hot fist.
Pulling her mouth from his, she looked down at his cock, seeing his prick really close for the first time. His cock looked so huge, so very hard in her small hand. His prickhead was swollen, smooth, dripping from the piss hole. Her knees were shaking with rumbling excitement as her father's hand moved and squeezed her small ass. She placed her head on his chest, her eyes hot as she gazed at his cock. Her stomach was resting on the arm of the chair, bracing her. Her father's hands moved about her shaking ass cheeks, his fingers getting tighter as she jacked firmly on his throbbing cock. Sandy whimpered softly as she watched his cock dripping, her fingers squeezing hard as she pumped her fist up and down.
"Ohh, baby," she heard him whisper in a thick voice. "Ohhh, that feels very good, Sandy!"
"I know, Daddy," she mewled, her eyes bright. She could hear his heart racing beneath her ear, and his hips were moving up and down with her hand. "Oooo, your prick feels so hard! I love the way it feels in my hand, Daddy! So big, so strong ... I love it!"
She felt his fingers slip into her panties from the waist, shoving them down. Then his hand was against her naked ass. She felt his fingers sliding up and down her hot ass crack, rubbing gently on her asshole. Arching her ass, she tried to get his fingers against her bubbling cunt.
"Touch me, Daddy!" she mewled, swaying her ass. "Please, Daddy, touch me! You know where to touch me, Daddy!" His fingers slipped between her thighs from I behind, and he began to rub lightly at her hot, wet little cunt. Sandy whimpered as her pleasure increased, and her fist beat up and down his throbbing cock with faster motion. She cupped his round, swollen cock head, feeling the wetness dripping against her palm.
Her head on his chest slipped to his stomach, but she wasn't aware of the movement. His thick, long cock drew her face like a beacon, and her small tongue fluttered about her lips. She felt his belt against her cheek, and his cock was now inches from her face. Her eyes had a crossed look about them, she was so close. She felt her father's finger slip easily into her pulsating cunt, and, with a sudden gurgle of delight, Sandy raced her tongue up and down his cock, still holding his swollen, smooth prickhead in her palm. Her wet tongue raced up and down the side of his cock, entering his open pants, then up to her hand. With a soft squeal of pleasure, she slipped her now-moist palm off his cock head and placed her hot lips directly against his piss hole.
She kissed her father's cock wetly, then pressed her lips over his prick. She sucked his smooth cock head between them, feeling her lips stretch in a delicious way. Her tongue lapped about his dripping piss hole, tasting him, and moans of delight escaped her throat. She gripped his cock at the base and began to beat up and down again, jacking his prick as she sucked and licked his tasty cock head. Her delight grew when she realized her father was gently fucking his cock up and down. His finger was fucking in and out of her clamping cunt at the same time. Then his hand moved back up into the crack of her ass, rubbing at the tightness of her flexing asshole. Her mouth moved farther down his thick cock, her lips stretching even more. She sucked as much as she could get into her hot mouth, then began bobbing her face up and down.
"Oh, Sandy!" she heard him moan, his finger back in her bubbling cunt again. "That's good! Oh, you have such a hot, wet mouth, baby! Suck it . . . suck me!"
Sandy's lips raced up and down his cock, her tongue flicking and licking and lapping as his prick dripped. She had to swallow frequently, and she delighted in the taste of his fuck juice. She felt her father's finger fucking swiftly into her pussy now, and he managed to rub and press at her knotted clit at the same time.
"Ohhh, honey, honey!" he moaned, his hips moving faster as she sucked furiously at his prick. "So hot! Such a hot, wet, little mouth! Oh, baby .. . you better stop! I might . . . you might make me come!"
The idea of having his cock spurting delicious come juice into her mouth sent shivers of ecstasy up and down her spine. His cock was throbbing I more powerfully in her mouth. She felt him pull his finger out of her pussy and then he was trying to raise her face.
But Sandy fought him, closing her lips tighter than ever about his cock, holding his prick.
"Sandy!" he groaned. "Stop! Oh, baby, if you don't stop, I'll come! I'll come, honey!"
"Mmmm!" Sandy gurgled, holding the head of his cock tightly with her lips, her tongue fluttering in a frenzy at his piss hole. "Mmmm!"
He was no longer trying to shove her mouth away now. His hand was on the back of her head, but he wasn't forcing her mouth down. Sandy felt her father's cock grow and jerk, throbbing. She pressed the tip of her tongue against his piss hole, and, with a loud groan of pleasure, her father's cock erupted into her greedy mouth.
Sandy's eyes filmed over and she mewled with the sudden taste of his come juice as it splashed against her tongue. The thick come juice filled her mouth, some of it running down the sides of his cock. She swallowed quickly, her tongue licking furiously at his gushing piss hole. Time and again, her mouth was filled with the sweetness of his come juice, and her hot little cunt went into spasms that threatened to shatter her. She squealed with intense ecstasy as she sucked and licked and swallowed. Her fist beat fast up and down his prick as her lips held the head of his cock.
When there was no more come juice spewing, she pulled her lips away, and quickly began to lick at the drops clinging to the sides of his still-hard cock. Her tongue lapped the fuck juice all away, and she whimpered as she swallowed. She gripped his cock and turned to look at him. There was a huge smile on his face, and she grinned at him, her dark eyes flashing wickedly.
"Was I good, Daddy?" she asked. "Did you like that?"
"I loved it, Sandy," he replied. "I loved it!" "I'll do it again," she said, turning back to his cock. "I'll do it anytime you want me to, Daddy."
"Wait, honey," he said, grabbing her head and bringing her mouth to his. He kissed her, then looked into her face, holding her cheeks tenderly. "I'd like you to ... I want to . . ."
Sandy giggled. "Don't be bashful, Daddy," she teased, stroking his cock. "You want to fuck me?" He nodded.
"Oh, Daddy!" she mewled with pleasure. "I was hoping you would! Oooooo, yes, fuck me, Daddy!"
Sandy ripped her panties from her small hips, lifting her dress to her waist. She threw a leg over his lap, straddling him. He looked at her small, hairless cunt with doubt. His cock was very large, and he didn't want to harm his lovely daughter. Sandy held the base of his cock in her hand, brushing his swollen prickhead against her boiling pussy. She cooed with pleasure, thrilled to have his cock against her hot little cunt. She leaned forward, trying to see his prick touch her pussy. Her other hand went between her thighs and she tried to spread the sweet lips of her cunt. She wiggled her ass as the tip of his cock slipped into her pussy.
She held his cock with her cunt, thrilling to the pulsations of his prick. She could feel the burning desire in her pussy, and she slowly pressed her hips down. She took over half of his long, thick cock into her cunt, feeling as if she could take no more. But Sandy was desperate to have her father's cock inside, fucking her. She closed her eyes tight, gritting her teeth, and pressed down harder. His prick went deeper, and her pussy stretched wider. Her cunt was thoroughly stuffed, but she felt the wiry hairs at the base of his cock tickling the sensitive lips of her pussy. Her clit was pressed against the hardness of his cock, tingling like her clit had never tingled before. The fabric of his pants was against her naked ass.
"Ooooo, Daddy!" she squealed with pleasure. "It's in me, Daddy! I got it all inside me! Ohhh, Daddy, I love it, love it, love it!"
He ran his hands along her thighs, caressing them as Sandy began to experiment. She lifted her hips slightly, then shoved them down again. Soon, she could take his long, thick cock without difficulty. Once she discovered this, she began to bounce up and down his cock, fucking him while murmuring soft mewls of delight.
His hands went about her bouncing hips and he clutched her shaking little ass. He watched her face, seeing the intensity of her pleasure. Her dark eyes smoldered with ecstasy as she wiggled and twisted on his prick. Her mouth was open and she was gasping. Her tongue flicked over her lips excitedly, and Sandy could still taste his come juice. Every nerve in her small body was alive with pleasure, and her pleasure was growing with each bounce and twist of her shapely ass.
Sandy could feel her father's cock throbbing between the stretched, tight lips of her small cunt. She loved the feel as his prick throbbed, the depth she could take his cock, the delicious way his prick stretched her pussy.
"You're tight, Sandy," he grunted. "Damn, I've never felt anything so tight! And hot! My God, honey, you're hotter than I thought!"
"You like it, Daddy?" she gurgled, churning her ass on him. "Do you love it? Does my pussy feel hot and wet for you? Do you like me fucking you, Daddy?"
His hands clawed at her small ass cheeks, his eyes bulging at the way her pussy gripped his thick prick. "Yes, honey!" he grunted. "I love it! Oh, how I love it! Fuck it, baby! Fuck it for me!"
"Oooo, yes, Daddy!" she whimpered thickly. 'Til fuck it! I'll fuck your big cock! I'll fuck it off with my hot, wet cunt!"
Her hips went wild as she twisted and churned atop him, her hips twirling. She bounced up and down, taking his prick all the way, her cunt lips smashing against his pants as he clutched her swinging ass cheeks. Suddenly Sandy squealed in a loud voice, "Oooo, I'm coming! Golly, I'm coming, Daddy! Ohhh, so nice ... so sweet! I'm coming, Daddy!"
Her cunt squeezed and rippled on his prick, sucking almost the way her mouth had. His hands dug into the cheeks of her ass, and he groaned as his balls became tight.
"I am, too!" he grunted. "I'm coming, too, Sandy! Oh, tight, hot cunt! I'm coming, baby!"
Sandy felt her father's cock gushing, his come juice spurting forcefully into her prick-stuffed cunt. The heat of his come juice sent her shivering into a series of orgasms that were new to her. She squealed and wailed loudly as her ass whipped about uncontrollably. She couldn't seem to stop coming. Each spasm was stronger than the last.
Then she slumped onto his chest, panting. Her small body trembled against her father, his cock still inside her tight pussy. She felt his hands caress- ing her shaking body, but it was as if she were dreaming. She felt her muscles relax, unwinding. She sighed softly, then hugged him, pleasure running through him.
"I love you, Daddy," she whispered, then crawled from his lap, his cock slipping out of her still-clinging pussy with a small sucking sound. She kissed him lightly on his lips, then smiled down at him. Her dark eyes flashed happily, and she tucked his wetly glistening cock back into his pants. "I'm glad you had a headache this morning, Daddy."
"I don't have one now." He grinned at her, stroking her small ass beneath her skirt. "I don't have any pain at all now."
Sandy turned from him, picking up her torn panties. As she leaned over, the back of her skirt lifted, and her father saw the flash of her cute ass briefly. He reached out and stroked one small cheek. "Remember the stairs, honey?" She turned her head, still bent over. "Oh, yes!" "You like it?"
"I loved it, Daddy. Especially when you came on me. I really did."
She stood up and lifted her dress to her waist. She waggled her ass at him, then giggled. He gave her a playful slap on her ass. "Go shower." He grinned.
Sandy was in the shower when she remembered that she had not talked to him about anything.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The following day Sandy was surprised-and delighted.
The morning started off good for her. Her pussy still tingled from being fucked by her father. As she ate breakfast, she thought about her recent events. She had fucked and sucked her brother's cock . . . she had done the same with her father. And she had thrilled to her lesbian incident with her mother. She had engaged in beautiful sex with every member of her family. She knew her brother and mother were fucking and sucking, so why was it all being concealed from her?
Everyone was fucking everyone, and it seemed to Sandy that she was the only one with that knowledge. She did not think her mother and father were blind. Surely they knew, too.
She finished her breakfast and washed up the few dishes she had used. It was ten in the morning and her father had been long gone to the office. Usually, by this time, her mother was out of the house, too, but Sandy could hear her upstairs. Barry, too, was again in the garage, fooling around with his dumb old car. For the first time in a long time, Sandy was not home alone during the day.
She thought about this. On one hand, she was pleased to have her mother and brother home with her, but on the other hand, she was disappointed. She didn't see how she could have the kind of fun she enjoyed most. If she went to Barry, her mother might catch them, and if she went to her mother, Barry might catch them.
Wandering into the garage, she watched her brother bending over the old car. He had his shirt off and his broad back looked sexy to her. With a silent giggle, Sandy sneaked up behind him, then darted her little hand between his legs and cupped his cock and balls.
"Hey!" Barry yelped in surprise and jerked upright. "Sandy! Don't do that! Damn, I almost knocked my fucking head off on the hood."
She squeezed his cock and balls, giggling. When her brother turned around, she pressed against him and grabbed his ass, pulling his cock against her stomach, twisting sensuously. "Let's fuck," she whispered.
Sandy had been expecting her brother to turn her away as before, but this time he grinned down at her. "I better wash up first. Grease, see?" He held up his grimy hands. , Very pleased that he wasn't going to make her leave him alone, she said, "Then you better hurry up because I think I might come just thinking about it!"
"Wait for me," he laughed. In the house, Barry went straight to the bathroom and began to wash up. As he did, Sandy started for her bedroom and paused to peek in at her mother. Her mother had just stepped from the shower, and her naked body glowed pinkly. Sandy gazed at her mother's lovely body, her eyes riveted on her thick mass of cunt hair. Unable to stop herself, she went to her mother and pressed against her, her small hands clutching the rounded, springy cheeks of her ass.
"Mmm, baby," her mother crooned softly as she wrapped her arms about Sandy. "You want something from me?" For an answer, Sandy brought one of her little hands between them, feeling through the thick curls of her mother's cunt. She rubbed at her distended clit, making her mother squirm with pleasure. She felt her mother's hands slide down her back then hold her small ass cheeks. Sandy's mouth was level with an erect nipple, and she sucked it into her mouth, licking happily. Her pussy burned and became moist, her legs trembling.
She felt her mother running a finger lightly up and down the inviting crack of her ass. She sucked vigorously on her mother's hard nipple, her tongue swirling. Her finger slipped into her mother's wet cunt and she began finger-fucking her pussy. She felt her mother's hips move, grinding against her hand.
As excitement bubbled hotly in her small body, Sandy's mouth filled with the succulent sweetness of her mother's tit, her finger fucking into her gripping cunt, Sandy suddenly remembered her brother.
"Oh!" she gasped in surprise and started to pull from her mother.
"What is it, honey?"
"I gotta ... oh, golly!"
Sandy started to turn from her mother, and she saw her brother standing in the open doorway. There was a hot flush on her face as she stared at him. His cock was hard. He had taken his clothes off in the bathroom.
While Sandy stood on weak legs, looking at her brother's cock, flushed with embarrassment because he had seen what she and her naked mother were doing, she watched in surprise as he came into the room. Sandy glanced at her mother and saw the smile on her beautiful face.
Her mother pulled her again into her arms, and Sandy felt her brother behind her, pressing at her back, his throbbing cock smearing wetness on the small of her back near her ass cheeks. His hands came around and he cupped her tiny tits, squeezing them. Sandy was pressed between her mother arid brother's body, and she was no longer embarrassed. Ripples of pleasure flowed through her as they pressed her between them.
Hands began working on her halter and shorts, and she felt them being stripped from her body. Once she was naked, she stood in the center of the floor as her mother and brother looked at her as if neither of them had ever seen her succulent body. Sandy stood, hands at her sides, watching them shyly. Her mother sat on the bed, and her brother came to Sandy again. He ran his hands all over her, feeling her tits, her rounded little ass, then he slipped his hand between her thighs. Sandy looked at her mother, and saw the smile on her face.
"Well, baby?" her mother said softly, spreading her thighs and rubbing her hairy cunt. "Isn't it about time?"
"Time for what, Mother?" Sandy asked, shivering with pleasure as her brother rubbed at her tingling cunt. She knew what her mother was referring to.
"I know about you and Barry," her mother said softly. "I knew from the first. And I also know that you saw us that day. I was wondering what was taking you so long."
"So long for what?" Sandy asked.
"To finally admit you're just like us." ;
"I don't understand, Mother?"
"What mom means, Sandy," her brother said, "is that you're just a little hot ass like we are. We were only waiting for the right time, that's all."
"Right time?" Sandy questioned.
"To put it a better way," her mother said, working a finger into her cunt and fucking it in and out. "We thought you were still too young, honey. It seems we were wrong, don't it? We were waiting for you to get a little older."
"I'm old enough!" Sandy said. "Oh, golly, I'm old enough!"
"You sure are, honey," her mother laughed. "Come here."
Sandy pulled from her brother and went to her mother. She was pulled between her mother's thighs, and, as her mother fondled her shapely little ass, Barry climbed onto the bed, sprawled on his back with his cock high, throbbing powerfully. Her mother nibbled at one of Sandy's small tits, and Sandy looked over her head at her brother, who was slowly jacking on his cock, watching them.
When she was released, Sandy gave a squeal of delight and sprawled on the bed, grabbing for her brother's cock. She jacked on his prick swiftly, her little ass writhing. "I wanna fuck it!" she moaned softly, pumping up and down with her tight fist. "Oh, Barry, I wanna get fucked!"
"You are, baby," her mother said. "You're going to get fucked!"
Sandy felt herself being positioned, and she allowed her mother to do so without protest. She wasn't going to protest anything they wanted to do with her. She was placed on her back, her small ass hanging over the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide. Barry climbed from the bed and moved between his sister's spread thighs, his cock level with her hairless cunt. Sandy peered down her body, watching him rub the swollen, dripping head of his cock up and down her pussy. Her mother, on her hands and knees, watched, too, her eyes burning with bubbling desire.
"Put it in her, Barry," her mother urged in a hot, thick voice. "Stick your cock in her little cunt! Go on, fuck her! Fuck your sister's hot little pussy!
Fuck her, Barry!"
Sandy twisted her ass excitedly. "Yes, oh, yes!" she squealed. "Fuck me, Barry! Fuck me, please!"
Then Sandy felt her brother's cock fucking into her boiling cunt. She gave a yelp of ecstasy as she felt her pussy stretch around his prick, then his balls were against her creamy ass cheeks. Her clit was extremely swollen, burning deliciously. Her mother lowered her head and began to suck on a sweet nipple, her hand fondling and squeezing Sandy's other tit. Sandy wailed with the delight of being fucked and having her tits sucked at the same time, and her small ass began to churn up and down as Barry fucked his cock back and forth.
"Oooo, I love it!" she whimpered as her body shivered. "Ohhh, I love it so much! Suck my tits, Mother! Oh, suck my tits . . . fuck me, Barry!"
One of her hands ran beneath her mother's body and she clutched a dangling tit. Her fingers squeezed at her mother's tit as pleasure swelled inside her. She could not be still, and her ass squirmed. Then her mother began licking and kissing her smooth, sweet flesh, working lower and lower. Sandy . shivered at the hot kisses, and, when her mother licked about her belly button, she gurgled in delight. Her cunt was burning ever so sweetly as Barry fucked his thick hard cock in and out of her pussy, filling her and stretching her cunt.
Through a filmy haze, she saw her mother's head going lower, her tongue and lips against her skin. Her mind was flooded with such sweet ecstasy, she didn't think about what her mother was doing.
Suddenly she yelped loudly. Her mother had managed to get her mouth against her clit somehow and was licking at her clit as her brother fucked faster and faster into her pussy. The sensation of being fucked and sucked at the same time was almost too much for Sandy.
Her cunt went into a series of orgasms that were far stronger than any she had ever experienced. She mewled and yelped in delirious ecstasy, her body shuddering as her brother's cock and mother's tongue kept the tremors and convulsions going.
One of her hands was clutching one of her mother's swelling ass cheeks, the other was clawing at the sheets on the bed. Her head twisted from side to side, her dark hair fanning about. Gurgles bubbled from her tight, almost-dry throat as her orgasm increased in intensity until Sandy thought she was going to explode.
Her mother's tongue lapped swiftly at her throbbing clit, and, combined with the hard fucks of her brother's cock, Sandy was almost out of her head. The pleasure grew so intense she wasn't sure she could take much more of it. Even through all the convulsions of her cunt, she felt her brother's cock swell, then his prick jerked. There was a flood of his come juice spurting into her tight pussy, and she went into an even stronger orgasm. As she came, she thought she would faint. Everything went black before her eyes, but she could still hear the gasps and pants of Barry and her mother.
Barry pulled his cock from his sister's gripping cunt and slumped onto the bed. Sandy, still shuddering, could feel come juice dripping from her pulsating cunt. Her mother sat up on the bed, legs wide, fondling her bushy pussy and grinning down at her daughter. "Was that good, Sandy?" "Ooo, that was fantastic, Mother!" she gurgled, trying to still her shivering. "I didn't know I could be fucked and sucked at the same time."
"There's a lot that can be done." Her mother laughed. "And it's all as much fun if not more." "Show me!" Sandy exclaimed. "Later," her mother said, watching her son's cock swell up again. "I got so damned hot licking your cunt, watching Barry fucking you, I need some of it myself."
Sandy watched her mother fondle Barry's cock and balls for a moment, then lean down to kiss his moist prickhead. Her mother then straddled him, taking his cock easily into her hairy cunt. Once his prick was buried deep in her pussy, she leaned over and stretched atop him. Her legs were on each side of him, and Sandy scooted to her feet so she could watch.
Her eyes were bright with excitement as she saw how Barry's cock was held by the hairy lips of her mother's cunt. She could see the pink wetness cling to the hardness as her mother began to bounce her naked ass up and down. Unlike before, Sandy could see everything clearly this time. The sight of her brother's cock fucking her mother's cunt this close almost sent Sandy into another orgasm. She ran her hand up the backs of her mother's thighs, feeling up until she began to caress the flexing ass cheeks. Her other hand took hold of her brother's balls, twisting them about very gently as her mother fucked her cunt up and down his cock. It seemed to Sandy that she could see her mother's pussy pulsate, but she wasn't sure. On an impulse, she scooted her face between their thighs and, as she had seen her mother do, began to lick at Barry's balls. She ran her tongue around them, then sucked one into her mouth. Her nose was brushed by the cheeks of her mother's ass as her ass went up and down, and she squeezed an ass cheek as a mewl of delight came from her mother. She mouthed Barry's ball with pleasure, her tongue licking at it. Then she released his ball and ran her hot, moist lips over her mother's creamy, smooth ass cheeks. She could feel muscles bunching beneath her lips, and her tongue came out to lick the flesh.
Racing her tongue along the warm crack of her mother's ass, Sandy listened to the excited mewls her mother made, the hissing words of ecstasy. Her tongue flicked at her mother's asshole and this brought a squeal of delight.
"Oooo, baby," her mother whimpered. "That feels so good! Lick my ass, honey! Oh, lick my ass while I fuck Barry's sweet cock!"
Sandy's tongue lapped up and down the crack of her mother's ass, now and then probing at the tightness of her asshole. She could taste the moisture of her brother's cock and tried to run her tongue over his prick when her mother lifted her ass. But her mother was fucking so fast and hard that Sandy found it almost impossible. She was breathing as hard as they were, and Sandy knew her mother would come hard. She gripped her bouncing hips, her fingers digging into the firm flesh, her lips pressed against her mother's feverish ass cheeks.
"Ohhh, I'm about to come!" she heard her mother grunt. "I'm going to come! Oooo, so sweet ... so fucking sweet!"
Her mother slammed her cunt down hard on Barry's cock, holding his prick tightly, and began to shudder as her orgasm shot through her. Sandy pulled her face away and peered at her mother's hair-lined pussy, seeing her cunt lips close tightly about her brother's cock.
Barry quickly clutched at his mother's ass, squeezing her firm ass cheeks as she came. Sandy heard their moans of ecstasy, and quickly began to kiss and lick her mother's creamy ass cheeks again.
Then her brother was fucking his cock in and out of his mother's cunt once more. Her mother held her ass up a few inches, not moving now, letting her son fuck as fast and hard as he wanted. She continued to whimper from the sensations in her cunt and her ass shook with the pleasure, but she was letting Barry fuck his cock as hard and fast as he wanted now.
Sandy, her face a few inches away, watched with huge eyes. She watched his balls become tight, saw the way his cock throbbed at the base. She reached out, and, just as her brother started coming, Sandy jerked his prick out of her mother's cunt. She saw a powerful spurt of thick come juice splash against the hairy lips of her mother's pussy, then her mouth was over the swollen, spewing head of his cock. She tasted him coming in her mouth as her tongue licked furiously at the piss hole, gurgling moistly as she swallowed.
A moment later her mother had sprawled beside Barry, watching as Sandy sucked his cock until he finished coming. Then Sandy pulled her mouth away, grinning in lewd delight up at them.
"Why, you little cocksucker," her mother laughed. "I wanted him to come in my cunt!"
"I wanted it in my mouth," Sandy replied. "I love it when a cock comes in my mouth. Besides, I saw you suck him off, mother."
"I'm not mad, honey," her mother said. "I was only teasing."
"And you thought I was too little," Sandy laughed, snuggling against them both. "I'm not too little or too young. I'm ready now!"
"So it seems," her mother laughed in delight, hugging her tightly. "So it seems."
CHAPTER NINE
When Sandy was in bed that night, she could hear a muffled conversation in her parents' bedroom. She could not make out the words, but she knew they were talking about her.
She had been hoping that Barry would come to her room that night now that there was no longer anything to conceal, but he had a date. Oddly enough, she didn't feel as jealous of him as before. She still didn't like the idea of him fucking those girls, thinking his cock now belonged to her and her mother, but there wasn't much she could do to stop him.
Although she had enjoyed a tremendous amount of sexual activity that day with her mother and brother, she wanted more. Her hot little cunt seemed never to be satisfied. As she tried to hear what her mother and father were saying, she slowly rubbed her clit, bringing small, almost insignificant orgasms to herself. She was not surprised to discover that she could come and come without tiring. And although she was almost being fucked regularly now, her mind continued to dwell upon cocks. She didn't know what she would do when school started in a few more weeks. If she kept thinking about hard cocks and sweet balls, she would never find time to study.
After midnight, Sandy finally went to sleep, her legs drawn up, her hand between them, cupping her tingling pussy.
It was almost noon when she woke up, and the sun was streaming into her window. Sandy stretched, a smile on her face. Her slender body felt good, rested. Somehow she felt this day was going to be an important one for her. She jumped from bed and, taking a robe, she went to the hall bathroom where she showered for a long time. Although she still thought of hard cock all the time, she wasn't as tormented as before. Barry had told her the day before that he would fuck her when she wanted, and her mother told her she would never have to walk around in such a hot condition ever again.
Singing happily, she toweled her luscious body until her skin glowed. She brushed her dark hair and saw that her eyes were sparkling. She had never felt happier in her life.
With a huge towel wrapped about her small body, she went down to find some breakfast. Her appetite had been good lately, and she was eating enormous amounts of food. But she knew she was still growing, knew she needed the food, and wasn't at all worried about gaining weight.
"It's about time," her father said as she stepped into the kitchen. "I thought you'd sleep for a week, honey."
"What are you doing home, Daddy?" she asked, pleased to find him there. She ran to him and gave him a kiss. "You're not sick are you? Do you have another headache?"
He hugged his daughter. "Well, not exactly, baby." He laughed. "What I've got, actually, is a hard cock." Sandy giggled and grabbed for the front of his pants. "Oooo, nice!"
Breakfast was forgotten as she squeezed at her father's prick. "Are you gonna fuck me, Daddy?" she teased, her succulent cunt already twitching with readiness. "Is that why you stayed home today?"
"Well, I sort of thought it might be possible," he said.
"You know it's possible." Sandy giggled, opening his pants and pulling his prick out. "It's always possible for you to fuck me, and you know it, Daddy."
Sandy slipped to her knees and began to kiss his prick hungrily. His cock was, as before, dripping from the piss hole. She smeared fuck juice on her lips, then licked her lips with the tip of her tongue. "You taste so good, Daddy!" she moaned with excitement. "I love to taste your cock!"
"You're just a little cocksucker, that's all." He grinned at her. "And you know what? I'm glad you love to suck cock. What else do you love to do, honey?"
"Oooo, you just name it, Daddy!" she giggled, pumping on his prick. "I love to do anything you want to do! I love it all!"
"In that case, why don't you sit on my cock?"
Squealing, Sandy stood up and jerked the towel from her body. Her father gazed at her, his cock jerking about.
"You gotta be naked this time, Daddy," she said, standing a few feet from him. "You gotta take your clothes off, too. It's not fair for me to always be naked."
With a laugh, he began to remove his clothing. "Don't you want to use one of the beds, honey?"
"I want it right here, Daddy! Here in the kitchen!"
She stared at her father as she stood naked before her. His cock stuck out powerfully, long and thick. His balls were quite hairy and a delight to Sandy. With a soft whimper, she dropped to her knees in front of him and began to kiss and lick at his cock and balls. Her hands gripped his ass cheeks as she moved her lips and tongue about him, pressing her face into his hairy crotch. She was breathing swiftly as her excitement mounted. Her ass swayed as she opened her mouth and took his cock into it. She loved the way her father held her cheeks as she gently sucked on his swollen prickhead, her tongue lapping at his dripping piss hole. Then he began to fuck slowly and carefully into her mouth, making sure not to go very deep. Her dark eyes flashed up at him, showing her pleasure at having his hard cock inside her hot, wet, hungry mouth.
"Suck it, honey," he urged in a thick voice. "Suck my cock, baby! You have such a hot, sweet, little cocksucking mouth! Eat my prick, Sandy!"
Closing her eyes to savor the sweetness of her father's cock, she held still and let him fuck back and forth between her tight lips. Her tongue swirled about his cock as best she could, and he was dripping so much she had to swallow often. She was so involved in sucking on her father's cock that she was startled when she felt hands on her naked little ass. For a very brief moment, she wondered how her father could bend over that far to play with her ass when he was still standing up, fucking her mouth with his throbbing cock. Then it came to her that someone else was caressing her ass.
She jerked her mouth away and turned to see her brother there, kneeling, and running his hands about her small, swaying ass.
"Barry!" she screamed, startled.
Her father laughed and took her head between his hands again. "Don't worry, baby," he whispered. "I know all about it. Don't stop sucking my cock, Sandy."
As Sandy turned back to his cock, he dropped to the floor. He lay on his back, his legs wide, his prick in the air. She moved on her hands and knees toward his cock and balls. Her little ass was in the air, wagging tantalizingly at her brother, who was getting out of his pants. She lowered her face to her father's cock again, and began to suck on the swollen head greedily, cupping his balls as she braced herself on elbows.
She felt her brother's hands on her ass again, and also his cock was rubbing along the backs of her thighs.
"Fuck her, Barry!" she heard her father say in a thick voice. "Fuck her little cunt! Suck my cock, Sandy! Your brother is going to fuck you!"
Sandy lifted her mouth off her father's cock, turning to look over her shoulder at him. She jacked on her father's cock as she said, "Yes, Barry! Fuck me! Ohhh, fuck me! Golly, I'm gonna suck daddy's cock while you fuck me, Barry!"
"I will, Sandy," he said, probing at her small wet pussy with his cock. "I'll fuck you! Suck dad's prick . . . suck it!"
Sandy turned back and began sucking vigorously on the swollen, smooth head of her father's prick. She arched her ass up and squealed as her brother's prick slipped into her burning, slippery cunt. She tried to waggle her ass as he began to fuck her, but then she found it difficult to suck at the same time.
She finally stopped trying to wiggle and let her brother hold her hips as he fucked powerfully against her shivering ass, his cock fucking in and out swiftly. She continued to hold her father's balls as she lapped at his flaring piss hole. Feeling two hard cocks inside her body at the same time was a new sensation for Sandy. She loved the way her father's cock throbbed against her lips, the way her brother fucked into her clinging cunt. She was hardly aware of the soft whimpers and mewls of ecstasy bubbling from her. The feeling was similar to the day before when her mother had sucked on her clit as Barry fucked her, but there was a difference, too. Now the pleasure was centered not only in and around her boiling cunt, but in her mouth, too. Sandy had imagined what this was like before, and now she was finding out-and she loved it!
She was being fucked hard and fast in her cunt by Barry, who was holding her hips tightly. She was being jiggled back and forth, but managed to retain her tight-lipped grip on her father's cock. Her tongue swirled against his sensitive, smooth prickhead, and he was holding her cheeks again, looking down as her lips stretched on his prick. Her cunt was being stuffed and stretched in such a delicious way by her brother's cock, Sandy could feel tiny orgasms bursting inside her pussy. The orgasms were, of course, increasing with intensity as he fucked in and out of her cunt.
Sandy was squealing around her father's cock, her eyes squeezed tight. She was unconscious to everything except the sensations of ecstasy that were pumping through her veins and nerve endings. Every inch of her flesh was on fire, tingling in an itchy manner that was both at the same time delicious yet bothersome. She felt as if she wanted to scratch, but at the same time didn't want to scratch. There was a steaming heat in her cunt and her clit felt as if it was going to melt from her cunt lips. Even her mouth felt the melting sensation.
She felt as though, when she bubbled over into a powerful orgasm, her tongue would convulse, too.
She felt as if her small body was becoming one huge clit.
"I'm going to come, baby!" she heard her father say, sounding to her as if his words came from the bottom of a deep barrel. "Sandy, I'm going to come! Suck it, baby! Suck my cock! I'm going to come, Sandy! Right in your hot, cocksucking mouth!"
"I am, too!" Barry's voice joined in. "I'm going to come in your tight, sweet cunt, Sandy!"
Sandy's mind soared, reeling with pleasure she had not known could possibly exist. Her tongue went wild on the head of her father's cock, then her mouth was filled with the thick sweetness of his come juice. Her tongue raced about his spewing piss hole, her throat working to swallow the increasing squirts. A muffled wail erupted form her stuffed mouth as she felt her brother's cock spurting up her cunt. Then Sandy came in a final orgasm.
Her small body, braced on knees and hands, shuddered violently. Her tits swelled and her nipples throbbed. Her cunt seemed to explode as she came, the lips gripping and flexing about her brother's gushing cock, almost sucking his cock as her mouth sucked her father's prick.
The next sound Sandy heard was someone clapping.
"Great, Sandy!"
Opening her eyes with an effort, still feeling weak from such a strong orgasm, she found herself lying on the kitchen floor, sprawled out, her cunt still pulsating gently but not urgently. Her father and brother were sitting next to her.
Her mother was standing in the doorway of the kitchen, looking at them with bright, excited eyes.
"That was beautiful, baby," her mother said, softly now.
CHAPTER TEN
"But why wouldn't all of you tell me?" Sandy asked.
She was sitting next to her father in the family room, playing with his cock. They were naked, and so was Barry. Her mother still wore a skirt, but nothing more. Her tits were revealed, and she sat in such a way that her creamy thighs were revealed. The shadow of her cunt hair could be seen by them, and Barry sat at his mother's feet, almost absently running a hand up and down her inner thigh.
"We didn't think you were old enough yet, honey," her father said. "We were going to wait a few more years."
"Oh, I'd have died waiting so long," Sandy giggled, pumping her father's swollen cock.
"So we found out," her mother laughed.
"I wanted to talk to you and daddy, Mother," Sandy went on. "I wanted to tell you that I had seen you and Barry fucking, that Barry fucked me and daddy fucked me. But I didn't want to cause trouble."
"We understand, baby," her father said, draping his arm about her small shoulders and cupping a tiny tit. "And when I saw you on the stairs, your sweet little ass almost showing, I couldn't wait to touch it. Your mother started to give me hell when I told her about it, but she understood your feelings quick enough. We all thought you were still too young."
"I'm not too young, though," Sandy sighed, leaning against him.
"That's right, Sandy." Her mother grinned spreading her legs so her son could feel about the hairy lips of her cunt. "It was our mistake. We should have been watching you closer."
"How long has this been going on?" Sandy asked no one in particular.
"Ever since your brother started walking around with a hard-on," her mother laughed. "He was a year or so older than you, and you know what Barry did? He came up behind me one day and tried to poke it up my asshole! Of course, I was shocked, and talked to your father about it. But your father laughed and said if Barry was that horny, then I should let him fuck me."
"That was how it started," her father said. "When Barry started fucking your mother, the idea excited me. Soon I was watching them, then we would both fuck her. Not long after, we started wishing you were older."
Sandy's fist moved faster on her father's cock. She looked down, seeing his prick dripping from his piss hole. She glanced at her mother and saw that Barry was fucking his finger in and out of her cunt. Her mother had scooted to the edge of the chair, her pretty rounded ass hanging over, knees spread wide. Sandy dropped her gaze to Barry's cock, remembering how his prick had tasted inside her mouth. She looked at her mother's hairy cunt, remembering the way her pussy had gripped her tongue.
Giggling softly, she leaned down into her father's lap and began to lick her tongue over the smooth, swollen tip. Seeping fuck juices coated her tongue and made her squeal with pleasure. She angled her head so she could suck her father's cock and watch her brother as he shoved his head between his mother's thighs, lapping gently at her hair-lined cunt. His cock was in his own fist, beating up and down in a slow motion. She felt her father's hand slide down her back and over the cheeks of her small ass. She shivered with happiness.
"Lick your daddy's cock, Sandy," her mother murmured as she watched her daughter. "He loves a blow job. He loves to have that big cock licked and sucked on."
"And you love a cock up your hot, hairy cunt," she heard her father respond.
Sandy pulled her mouth from his cock long enough to giggle. "So do I, Daddy!"
He squeezed her little ass. "You love a cock anyplace you can get it, honey," he laughed. "Just like your hot-assed mother."
"Just like this hot-assed family, you mean." Her mother laughed in a low manner. "The whole fucking family is hot-assed!"
Sandy sat up and squirmed onto her father's lap, her legs spread wide over his. She faced her mother and brother as she leaned onto her father's chest. She pressed his cock against her cunt, feeling his prick throb. Barry was getting on his hands and knees, thrusting his cock toward his mother's cunt. Sandy watched with blazing eyes as her father moved a hand toward her pussy. Sandy lifted and positioned herself, then her father's big thick cock began fucking into her tight, wet cunt.
Her mother's eyes burned as she watched her husband's cock penetrate the tight cunt of their daughter. She grabbed her son by his shoulders as his prick began to fuck in and out of her pussy.
Sandy, thrilling to the way her father's cock stuffed her cunt, watched with happy, erotic eyes as her brother's naked ass bunched tight, fucking back and forth. She wished she could see his cock fucking her mother but the position did not allow that. She was almost standing astraddle her father's lap as he fucked his cock in and out of her gripping pussy, his hands now squeezing her small, succulent tits.
Conversation was forgotten as passion bubbled in the four people. Moist sounds of fucking filled the room, sighs and gurgles of delight. They fucked slowly and lazily, the frenzy no longer with them.
Sandy watched her mother pull her knees up to her full, spongy tits, holding them there as she lifted her naked ass to her son's fucking cock. Her lips were partly open, her tongue licking at them, as she gazed hotly past his shoulder, watching Sandy being fucked by her father's enormous cock. Sounds of delight came from them, sounds of pleasure. This was something Sandy had imagined in her erotic young mind before. Not with her parents and brother, but with a group of people, all fucking each other. Her senses were tingling with pleasure, visual and physical.
"Ooooo, this is wonderful!" her mother whimpered as she twirled her ass. "All of us fucking! Ohh, it makes me so damned excited! My cunt is burning up . . . and I'm going to come pretty fucking soon!"
"I will, too, Mother!" Sandy squealed, her small body shaking as her father's cock fucked in and out of her stretched, hairless cunt. "I'm gonna come, too! Ohhh, Daddy, fuck me! Fuck my little cunt! Golly, I love this! Fucking . . . fucking . . . fucking!"
"Tight little cunt!" her father growled as his fingers dug into her sweet tits. "You have the tightest fucking cunt ever, Sandy!"
Barry laughed as he fucked his cock into his mother's clinging pussy. "There's two tight cunts in this fucking house! And mom's cunt is about to make me come!"
"Then come, darling!" Sandy heard her mother urge in a hot voice. "Come with me, Barry! Ohhh, I love it when a cock squirts in my cunt at the same time I come! Squirt it to me, Barry! Fuck my hot cunt with that delicious come juice! Give it to me, darting!"
Sandy watched the speed of her brother's humping ass increase. He was holding his mother's tits with both hands, his fingers digging into the flesh. He was grunting loudly. Suddenly he fucked hard into his mother's gripping pussy, holding himself there.
"Oooo, I feel it, Barry!" her mother wailed. "I feel you coming! Your cock is squirting it to me, darling! Oh, God ... I love that! Come in me, Barry! Come in my cunt! Feel me . . . feel me coming, too!"
Sandy watched their bodies shudder violently, holding herself up as her father began to fuck his thick cock into her tight cunt harder and faster. His hot breath at her back sent chills of ecstasy racing up and down her creamy flesh. She could feel his prick throbbing powerfully, and she ran a hand down to grasp his hairy balls. She gently tugged them, twisting until she heard him grunt, then his cock spewed thick come juice into her receptive cunt.
The come juice splashed along the hot walls of her young pussy, and Sandy shivered, moaning with pleasure as her pussy was filled. She felt her clit burst, and a loud wail of intense pleasure escaped from her as she came. Her cunt convulsed again and again. Her pussy squeezed at her father's cock like a wet piece of velvet, drawing his come juice from his flaring piss hole.
"Oooo, golly, golly!" Sandy whimpered as she came. "I never felt so good before! I'm coming so hard, so fucking hard!" Her father's hands held her small tits tightly as she came, and Sandy pulled at his balls hard, wishing she could stuff them into her pussy too.
When she slowly relaxed atop his cock, she saw that Barry was sitting back on the floor, breathing hard, and he was watching her and their father as they came, his eyes bright with erotic interest. Later, they had a small dinner in the kitchen. Sandy found it odd that the conversation was about her father's job, school that would be starting in a few more weeks. Although they were all naked now at the table, it seemed natural.
Tiring of such conversation, Sandy asked, "Does this mean I can go naked now?"
"Only in this house, you little hot cunt." Her father laughed. "In this house, you can do any fucking thing you want to do."
"That's right, honey." Her mother smiled affectionately at her. "If you feel like finger fucking that tight sweet cunt, you do so. Everything and anything goes from now on-in this house." "Then I wanna get fucked!" Sandy giggled. "You just got fucked, honey," her father replied.
"I want more, Daddy," she said. "I love fucking and want cock all the time! Come on, I wanna get fucked!"
"You're a real hot ass, aren't you?" her mother said. "Don't you get tired?"
"Not me!" Sandy giggled like a little girl. "I stay hot, Mother. My cunt wants it all the time. I thought anything goes. That's what you said."
Her mother and father looked at each other, then they laughed. "And we mean it, honey," her father said.
"Then somebody fuck me!"
Her father looked at Barry. "Are you up to it, Son? It looks like we might have unleashed a bit more than we can handle."
"I'm up to it, Dad."
Sandy's mother laughed suddenly. "I have an idea. Why don't you two give her a fucking she'll never forget? Both of you fuck her at the same time."
"Yes!" Sandy yelled, jumping to her feet and dancing about excitedly. "I'd love that, Daddy! Both you and Barry fuck me at the same time!"
This time they went upstairs, all of them following naked little Sandy. She was so excited she bubbled over with pleasure. She raced into her parents' bedroom where the huge bed was, and, by the time the other three arrived, Sandy was sprawled out on it fucking herself vigorously with a finger, twisting her cute ass about.
"It's time Sandy was fucked up the ass," she heard her father say. "She's been fucking and sucking, so it's time she was fucked in her asshole."
"Barry better do it first," her mother said.
"You get your turn later, when her asshole is used to it, dear."
Sandy remembered what it had felt like when her asshole was fucked. She shivered with anticipation. "Ooohhh, yes!" she agreed excitedly. "That's what I want! Up my asshole!"
Her father climbed onto the bed with her, his cock again strong and hard, jutting up from her thick mass of wiry hair. Understanding, Sandy scrambled on top of him. She spread her legs on each side of his hips and she felt her mother holding his cock in one hand, her other peeling apart Sandy's tender, hairless cunt Ups. Her mother fitted her father's cock into her tight cunt, then the hands were gone.
"Okay, Barry," she heard her mother say, "you stick your cock up her asshole. Sandy, you've got to be still. Stop that wiggling on your father's cock long enough for your brother to shove his prick up your little ass!"
Sandy stilled her wiggling ass, waiting with bated breath. She felt her brother behind her, his cock at her ass. She felt her mother pulling her sweet ass cheeks apart, then the swollen head of her brother's cock was pressing at the tiny pucker of her asshole. Sandy wanted to lift her ass up to meet his cock, but was afraid she would lose her father's prick inside her cunt. She held her body still, holding her breath, feeling the tingles of hot anticipation at each nerve. Barry pressed harder at her asshole, and the pleasure increased. She gave a soft mewl as the pressure grew. She heard her mother say something but the words weren't clear in her soaring mind.
Barry pressed harder, but gently. Then the head of his cock slipped into her tiny asshole. Sandy let her breath out. "Ooooo!" Barry waited a moment. "More!" Sandy wailed. "Stick more cock up my asshole! Oooo, that feel so good! Golly, shove more cock up my asshole, Barry!"
She felt her asshole stretch as her brother slowly shoved his cock into her. Her father was not moving, waiting for his son to get in there. Sandy thought his cock would never end. More and more hard, throbbing cock slithered into her stretching asshole. Sandy was thrilled, her mewls loud in the room. Then she felt his body against the cheeks of her ass. Every inch of his cock was in her asshole now, and every inch of her father's cock was in her cunt. Two hard cocks were filling her.
"Ooooo, fuck it!" Sandy wailed, trying to wiggle her ass between them. But they were pressing her so tightly she couldn't move. Her body shook with the double ecstasy as they both began to fuck her now, slow and gently. But Sandy didn't want to be fucked slow and gentle. She wanted to be fucked hard and fast.
"Faster!" she screamed. "Fuck me faster! Oh, Daddy, fuck my cunt hard and fast! Barry, fuck my asshole hard! I want it hard, damn it!"
Her small body was squeezed tightly between them, their cocks fucking faster now into her cunt and asshole. Sandy squeezed her eyes tight as the pleasure grew like boiling liquid in her steamy body. The cocks in her cunt and asshole were giving her thrills she didn't know existed.
Her mother sat on the bed at their side, watching Sandy being fucked by the two. Her mother's cunt was boiling and she was finger-fucking herself swiftly and wildly, gasping as she watched her daughter taking two hard cocks in her cunt and up her small asshole. She knew the pleasure her daughter was getting-she had been fucked just like this by her husband and son many times.
Sandy's eyes opened, and she stared at her mother as she sat there on the bed nearby, her legs wide, her finger fucking furiously into her hairy cunt. Sandy reached out a hand and caressed her mother's inner thigh, then as the finger was removed, Sandy shot one of her own fingers into her mother's burning cunt.
"I want to suck it, Mother!" Sandy wailed as the two cocks relentlessly fucked her fuck holes. "I want to suck your cunt, Mother! Let me lick your pussy while daddy and Barry fuck me! Come on, Mother ... I wanna to tongue fuck your hairy cunt!"
Her mother scooted close, one leg over her husband's chest, the other sprawled along her daughter's side. She lifted her wet, pulsating cunt to Sandy's face, and her daughter began to lick at her swollen cut eagerly and hungrily.
Sandy's brain was reeling with the erotic delights that filled her.
She had a cock fucking into her boiling cunt, and there was another fucking wildly up her very-tight, steaming asshole, and her tongue was fucking in and out of her mother's wet, slippery cunt. Every nerve in her young small body was tingling, alive with intense pleasure. It seemed to her as if her whole body was one huge clit, one huge cunt, one huge asshole and tongue.
Grunts and mewls came from them, and then Sandy felt a cock throbbing powerfully inside her body. She wasn't sure if it was the prick in her cunt or asshole. Maybe both, she thought as her tongue fucked in and out of her mother's cunt.
She felt her father and brother suddenly fuck into her cunt and asshole at the same time, holding her pinned between them. Then the hot flow of their come juice was splashing into her convulsing cunt and flexing asshole. They were coming inside her at the same time, and Sandy was shuddering in the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. Her mother's cunt seemed to tighten about her fucking tongue, and a groan told Sandy that her mother was coming.
Even after they had come, Sandy was still between her father and brother, her face still against her mother's hairy, wet cunt. It was the place she wanted to remain for the rest of her life . . . cock in her cunt, in her asshole, and a hairy, wet cunt against her greedy little mouth . . .
