Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced, middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably there is the advent of mate-swapping. All in the spirit of good, clean fun... but where does the fun stop and the degradation begin? When one excess leads to another-and another-to what? When the children set as the pattern of their own life style what already is the norm at home?
This is the story of what outwardly appears a normal average American family. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, for this family, pleasures of the flesh are the norm.
HOT INCEST SIS-a novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
When she had finished cleaning up in the kitchen, Lydia Lester stood in the doorway to the living room and watched her husband settle down with his newspaper. She smiled to herself. It was nice to have the house to themselves for a change. Both kids were out and Warren's sister, Tammy, who frequently came for dinner, wasn't there tonight. She loved her teenage son and daughter and she was very fond of Tammy. But she liked having her husband to herself for a change. It was like the old days before the kids were born and when Tammy wasn't yet a liberated woman, but was herself a child.
She wiped her hands on her jeans and continued gazing at Warren. Even after so many years of marriage, he still turned her on. There wasn't a day that she wasn't ready for fucking. Sometimes Warren was preoccupied, but she was always in the mood. She decided to do something about her current horniness. She'd get him so hot, he'd forget about his newspaper and the television set too.
"Can I get you something before I go upstairs?" she said.
"Huh? No, I'm fine, hon," Warren said.
"I'll be right back."
"Sure, babe, you go on up."
She rummaged around her closet and picked out a sexy sheer shortie nightgown and a pair of high-heeled mules. She slipped the black nylon over her head and surveyed herself in the mirror.
Not bad for an old broad with a teenaged son and a daughter who had birth-control pills in her dresser. She patted her belly. It was flat as the day she'd married and her tits were as firm as ever too. It paid to exercise and Lydia worked out diligently. Even her cunt-muff seemed to bristle with energy and youthfulness. She brushed her long dark hair. She was glad Patty looked like her. Not that Warren wasn't good-looking. But the Lester women were blonde and she and Patty were brunettes.
In Lydia's opinion brunettes held up better than blondes. Her own mother still looked great and she was over fifty.
Not that Tammy wasn't a knock-out. Lydia dabbed some perfume between her legs and thought about her sister-in-law. Tammy had been a change-of-life child and had been spoiled rotten. But she'd turned out to be a very nice young woman, even though she was a woman's libber.
Lydia argued with the girl constantly about career-women versus marriage and children. Tammy was adamant. She wanted fulfillment through a career. And she wasn't planning on getting married for years. As for children, she didn't care if she had any. Ever. Lydia thought she was making a serious mistake, but she was getting tired of arguing about it. If Tammy wanted to ruin her life, so be it. As for me, she thought as she smoothed down her nightie and ran some lip-gloss over her mouth. Give me a husband and children and my home and the world's my oyster.
She went downstairs and tiptoed behind Warren's chair. She put her hands over his eyes and giggled. "Guess who?"
"It's got to be the sexiest dame in the world," he said, taking her hand. When he saw what she was wearing, his eyes lit up. "Come on over here and let a guy have a feel of the merchandise."
She walked around to the front of his chair, swaying her hips and jiggling her tits as she walked. Her cuntlips rubbed together and the warmth of her thighs sent the perfume she'd dabbed there into the room.
She was turned-on by the look in Warren's eyes and the bulge in his crotch. She loved his cock. She'd loved it from the very first, when she'd been a teenager and he a basketball star two years older.
Now she stood in front of him and he slid both hands under her nightie. He stroked the furry patch between her legs and parted her cuntlips.
"Is there ever a time when you're not wet?" he said. "I hope not."
"You want something?"
"You know what I want."
He dabbed his fingers over her slippery cunt-tissues. "You get sexier the older you get."
"Imagine what I'll be like when I'm severity-five."
He took her clit between his fingertips and squeezed down. "You'll have killed me by then."
She threw her head back and bit her lip. 'That's nice, darling. And a man never dies from fucking. He dies from lack of it."
"Lack-of-nookey," he snickered. "It's an old Chinese disease. I'll never get it."
"You bet you won't."
The touch of his fingers on her snatch made her knees weak. One stroke of his prick and she'd come. But she didn't want that. Coming was easy. All she had to do to come was masturbate for a minute. It was the fucking she loved. And the sucking. Orgasms were part of the overall picture, but without the fucking and sucking they were nothing.
She knew there were women who jerked off alone all the time and called that a sex life. She felt sorry for them. There was nothing like a big fat cock reaming your pussy. Or your asshole, for that matter.
"Should we go up to bed?" he said now. "Soon," she said. "Keep rubbing me like that."
"I'll think about your hot cunt and how good it's gonna feel wrapped around my cock."
"You do that," she said. "And I'll think about how good my pussy will feel when your prick's inside."
She thrust her tits out and closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his fingers on her snatch. She wondered who Patty was fucking and if she was diligent about taking her birth control pills. It was no joke for a kid her age to get pregnant. She was all for teenage sex. She thought it was normal for kids to be curious. But she wasn't excited about Patty becoming an unwed mother.
When she opened her eyes, she saw that the bulge in Warren's crotch had grown. "Is that a salami in there or am I getting to you?" she said in a sultry voice.
"You sexy cunt," he snickered.
"I can't wait to get your cock in my mouth," she said.
"Do you want your throat fucked tonight?" I "Among other things."
"Devil."
"You know it."
He used one hand to stroke her tits and the other to caress her cunt. She pulled her nightie up to give him plenty of room to squeeze her boobs. He responded by drilling his finger into her succulent snatch.
Moaning and weak in the knees, she sat down on his lap. He inserted a second finger in her twat and fingered her until she almost swooned with excitement.
"We've got the house all to ourselves," she said.
"I know."
"Anytime you're ready, I'd love to have your big fuck-stick in there."
"How about now?"
"It's a deal."
He tugged his zipper down and she lifted her ass off his lap as he positioned his cockhead at the mouth of her pussy. "Sit on it," he said.
She sank down and sucked up his fuckpole with her cunt.
"Geronimo!" he hissed.
In a moment her hungry cunt was filled with his ramrod-stiff prick. She swung her legs around and faced him. She planted her feet on the chair next to him and bounced up and down on his dick.
Her tits wobbled and he picked them up in his hands and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. "What a mouthful!" he said.
"Oh, baby, you suck me so good!"
"You're so damn suckable."
"Am I fuckable too?" she teased.
"You know you are."
She raised and lowered her butt as she fucked his cock. She wiggled her hips and directed his cockshaft against her clit. She knew what turned her on and she made sure she got enough of it to make her happy. She had no patience with women who waited to be fucked. She believed in going for it. And Warren loved her aggressiveness.
"Come, baby," he said.
"Why don't I wait for you?"
"No, come now. I love when you come."
She clung to him as the stirring of a climax gripped her. "You like to look at me when I blast off, don't you?"
"Yeah, I love to see your pretty face when you make it."
"Oh, baby, your cock feels so good in me!"
She trembled as the climax engulfed her. He held her hips and directed the stroking and when she was calmed down, she fell against his chest and rested.
Even as she sat there catching her breath, his prick twitched inside her cunt-canal. She deliberately worked her cunt-muscles over his prick. She'd learned long ago how to squeeze a man's cock and give him incredible pleasure. She believed in leaving nothing to chance when it came to fucking.
"Should we take a chance and stay down here?" he said.
"The kids won't be home for a while."
He tweaked the tip of her upturned nose. "And you like the excitement of maybe being walked in on," he said.
She giggled and kissed him. "You know me so well."
"A couple of old farts like us, fucking in the living room," he chuckled. "The kids'd shit if they saw us."
Lydia knew better. She wasn't so sure they'd be so shocked. She had a hunch Tommy got his share of gash. And she knew Patty got fucked regularly.
Now Warren pushed her nightie up to her neck and held her ass. Her expression was rawly sexual as she gazed into his eyes. She raised her ass and welcomed his prick as it ploughed in and out of her snatch.
"You're like a fucking faucet," he said.
"That's because you turn me on so."
She clung to his neck and bounced up and down on his lap. Her long dark hair clung wetly to her forehead and she crooned at his cock split her pussy-lips in two.
"You cocksman, you!" she hissed.
"You little ball-breaker!"
"You fuck me so damn good!"
"Jesus, your pussy feels like a hundred fingers on my dick!"
She was constantly amazed at how long Warren could fuck without coming. He had incredible control. She wondered what young boys were like nowadays. When she'd been young, boys her age had no staying power at all.
She wondered if Tommy had staying power like his father. Did sons inherit that kind of thing from fathers? She shook her head to clear it. It wasn't right to think about Tommy like that. He was her son. And yet she couldn't help it. More and more she found herself wondering what it would be like to fuck the boy. More and more she fantasized that the two of them were in bed together. She tried to drive it from her mind, but for some crazy reason it kept coming back.
It wasn't as if she wasn't happy and sexually satisfied in her marriage. Warren was everything a woman could want in a husband. It was true he hadn't been too successful in his work, but they had a nice house and decent clothes. It was true they couldn't afford vacations, but in Warren she had a faithful husband and that was more than lots of women could say.
And yet she couldn't help thinking about what Tommy was like in bed.
She wiggled her ass back and forth and held Warren's prick inside her in a vise-like grip. He clenched his teeth to control his orgasm and she sank down and his cock disappeared inside her.
"Oh, baby, you almost took the wind out of my sails!" he said.
She thrust her pussy over his dick. "That's the name of the game, darling."
She could tell that Warren wouldn't be able to hold out long. She felt his cock churn around inside her gash. "Let me suck you before you come," she said. "Your cock feels like it's about to explode."
She climbed off his lap and crouched on the floor between his legs. He caressed her hair as she cupped his balls and held his prick-root in her fist.
She pulled it toward her eager mouth and began licking sensuously up and down the sides of his thick shaft. She lingered over the blue veins pulsating on his fuck-stick. She licked under the flared rim of his cockhead. She concentrated on the underside of his shaft where he was most sensitive. Then she opened her jaws wide and closed her lips around the crown of his prick.
He groaned and stroked her hair and she moved his prick-head from one cheek to the other. His eyes were shut tight and his face was flushed. His breathing was ragged and she slid the ring of her lips halfway down his shaft.
She squeezed his balls and inhaled his prick into her throat. She held it there just a moment. She pumped his prick and sucked his knob and her pussy was awash with excitement.
"Do you want a load in your mouth?" he hissed.
She released his dick and climbed back onto his lap. "No, fuck me!" she said in a throaty voice.
He held her ass and rammed his prick into her gash. "You're sucking the come out of my balls!" he said.
"Oh, darling, come inside me!"
"I'm coming!"
She thrust her ass at his spurting dick and sucked up his jism with her hungry pussy. She rubbed her clit against his stroking cockshaft and came again, his thick hot spunk filling her fuck-tube.
There was nothing she loved better than a gashful of spunk. A big erupting cock inside her. She bounced wildly up and down on his lap and long after he stopped stroking, she had her third orgasm.
"Oh, baby, what a fuck!" he said.
She clung to him, covering his face with kisses. "You're the best cocksman in the world!"
"And that ain't all," he snickered.
"What?"
"What, what?"
"What does that mean, and that ain't all?"
"I've got you wondering, don't I?"
His lips twitched and the lusty brunette suddenly knew he had news he was keeping from her. "What is it?" she said "What's what?"
"Don't tease me! You know you have something to tell me! What is it?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Tell me!"
"I can't hear a word you're saying."
"Warren!"
"Until you suck my cock again, I can't hear a thing."
She scrambled onto the floor between his legs and sucked his limp prick into her mouth. "Tell me!" she hissed.
"Suck it all the way in and maybe I'll tell you!"
The flavor her of her own pussy was on his fuckpole, but she didn't mind. She clamped her lips around his cock-root and released his dick before sucking his entire ball-bag into her mouth.
His cock was hard again in five minutes and she released him and squeezed his prick-root. "I won't do another thing until you tell me what it is you're keeping from me."
"I got that promotion we've been waiting for and a nice raise." His eyes sparkled with pride. "Now, we can take that vacation we've been wanting to go on with the kids and you can buy that new coat you've been wanting."
"Oh, darling!" she cried, sucking his prick back into her throat.
She came as she sucked him. Life was good and there was no doubt about it, money was sexy. She hardly thought about Tommy all evening. Except for just before she fell asleep when she heard the kids come home. Then she wondered one last time whether her boy was a good cocksman.
Rolling over on the bed and cuddling next to her husband, she forced herself to stop thinking about Tommy. It's perverted, she thought. A perversion against nature. And I've got more than any woman's entitled to. Much more.
CHAPTER TWO
Although she'd been taking birth control pills for months, Patty was still a virgin. She'd done her share of petting and otherwise fooling around. But she still hadn't taken the final step and lost her cherry. It wasn't for lack of interest. The fifteen year old was fascinated by cocks and fucking. She loved nothing more than going down on a boy, but for some strange reason she was still holding out on actually letting one of them fuck her.
Most of her girlfriends had lost their cherries long ago. Patty lied to them and pretended that she too was experienced in all areas of sex.
But she knew the truth. She wasn't yet a woman. She was still a little girl, playing at life. And she didn't like it.
One night she couldn't sleep and when she heard the television blaring in Tommy's room, she padded down the hall. He had some magazines she wanted to read. And she had to have something to fill her time before sleep overtook her.
She burst into the room without knocking and stopped short. It was true the television was on as were the lights. But Tommy was fast asleep. He was sprawled out on the bed and the covers had slipped off his body. And he was naked.
The teenage girl held her breath and stared at his prick. It was hard. He must be having a wet dream, she thought with a giggle. It wouldn't hurt anything to have a better look at his cock.
She closed the door carefully so as not to awaken him. She tiptoed to the bed and dropped to her knees next to it. Trembling with excitement, she gazed at Tommy's meaty cock.
She and Tommy had bathed together as children. But it had been several years since she'd seen him naked. Her Aunt Tammy thought her parents were provincial for stopping the communal bathing. She said a naked body was natural and there was nothing wrong with an entire family walking around naked. Patty agreed with her. She thought her aunt's ideas were terribly modern and exciting. But her folks thought Tammy was too sophisticated and too liberated. They were adamant about no more nudity between the children.
Patty couldn't understand why her mother in particular was so opposed to it. Her mother was a sexy lady. Not that she talked about it, but Patty could tell. Sometimes she and Tommy listened outside their parents' door and heard them fucking. Their mother sounded more enthusiastic than their father sometimes. No, it wasn't that Lydia didn't like sex. It was just that her thinking wasn't as advanced as Tammy's.
Now the teenage girl couldn't resist reaching out and touching the tip of her brother's prick. He mumbled in his sleep and she removed her hand. When he continued snoring softly, she fluttered her fingers very lightly up and down his fuckpole.
She loved the feel of the warm, velvety skin of his prick. It jerked and throbbed as she touched it and she had a wild desire to take his cock in her mouth and bring him off.
She loved the taste of come. The first time she'd sucked a boy off, he'd been surprised that she'd eagerly swallowed it. He told her later that most girls spit it out. Patty thought they were silly. Swallowing come not only turned her on, she liked the taste.
Now her horny little pussy ached and moistened as she lightly pumped her brother's cock. He mumbled in his sleep occasionally, but she wasn't worried about his awakening. She was too caught up in her actions to anticipate anything. If he awakened, she could pretend she came into his room for a magazine, which wasn't actually a lie, and make him think he'd dreamed that someone was touching his dick.
She grew more bold as her cunt throbbed urgently and she wrapped her fingers around Tommy's cockshaft and slid the skin up and down. One of her boyfriends had taught her how to move just a boy's cockskin up and down his stiff pole. He told her it felt real good and sure enough Tommy's face split in a grin even as he slept.
And his prick grew and stiffened and flipped back to nudge his belly. Her own heart thumping wildly, she began stroking him more vigorously. The possibility of awakening him worried her less and less as his cock strained upward under her flying fingers. Little veins throbbed on his tender silken skin and his balls seemed to almost burst with jism.
She explored every vein and knob and lump of flesh on his fuck-stick. Leaning over with her ass in the air, she gripped his cock-root and stroked his juiced-up cockhead against her cheek.
Driven by her hot pussy, the teenager ran his dick through her long dark hair and over her lips and chin. A drop of pre-orgasmic spunk clung to her lips and she greedily licked it off.
And then Tommy awakened. "What the fuck are you doing?" he yawned, punching the pillow beneath his head.
She released his cock and it flopped back onto his belly with a snap. "Looking for a magazine," she said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Bullshit," he chuckled, taking her hand and placing it over his balls. "It felt good. Don't stop."
"Honest, I came in 'cause I couldn't sleep," she said.
"And you stayed when you saw my hard dick," he snickered.
"Well, I was curious," she said.
"Well, don't make any noise, and you can play with it some more," he said. "I'm easy to... get along with."
He moved his arms under his neck and I smiled at his sister as she proceeded to pump his dick. She stretched out on her side next to him and leaned on one elbow as she stroked his meat.
"And you're not mad?" she said.
"Naw."
"Does it really feel good?"
I "Sure."
"Do you think you'll come?"
"Maybe. Why?"
She flushed and averted her eyes. She didn't have the courage to ask him if she could lick up his load. "Oh, I just wondered," she said.
She gazed at his lust-filled face as she frigged his cock. He clenched his teeth and rolled his eyes back as he grew more excited. A tiny drop of saliva dribbled out of the corner of his mouth and Patty felt a stab of excitement in her snatch.
She decided to tease him. "Well, I better go now... " He grabbed her arm and held it in a vise-like grip. "Like hell you will."
"But, Tommy, the folks'll kill us if they find out what we're doing."
"They don't have to find out," he said, releasing her arm. She caressed his nuts and let her legs fall open. She wore a shortie nightgown and a few tendrils of cunt-muff were visible to his eyes.
"But isn't it naughty?" she said. "After all, we are brother and sister."
"So what?" he said. "Keep pumping or I'll break your arm."
"Well, if you insist," she said, hiding a grin.
She wouldn't have stopped if he'd wanted her to. She had never been so turned on in her life. Watching her brother's face as she brought him closer and closer to sexual ecstasy was incredibly erotic.
"How about sucking it?" he said softly.
"Honest?" Her eyes glittered at the thought of actually sucking his cock. "You mean it?"
He grinned. "Sure. I mean it. Go ahead, suck it."
She bent down and flicked her hot little tongue over his cockhead. There was a drop of jizz oozing out of his piss-slit and she licked it off and held it on her tongue for a moment. It was delicious!
She fluttered her tongue back and forth over his jizzer while she continued stroking his shaft. His body lurched and he grunted as her enthusiastic fingers and tongue did their work.
The aroused teenage girl felt thick cuntjuice running down her inner thighs. Tommy breathed deeply and folded his arms over his belly.
"Yaaaaa!" he yelled as the first hot splash of spunk exploded from his prick-knob.
She held his prick in her fist and the first blast hit her in the face. Startled by the force of the spurt, it was a moment before she regained her composure. When she did, she covered his still-spewing cock with her lips and took the rest of his load down her throat.
She loved it. When she had sucked him dry, he collapsed against the pillow and she wiped the excess spunk off her face and licked her fingers clean.
He watched her, a tiny smile playing over his face. "You're cock-crazy, aren't you?"
"Sort of," she said, stretching her arms above her head like a mother cat.
A soft smile flickered over her pretty face when he opened his eyes and timidly put his hand on her tits. "You can play with my cock any time you want to."
"Honest?"
"Sure, and I'll play with your pussy too. If you take your clothes off."
The teenage girl sat up and quickly pulled her nightie over her head. She lay back down next to her brother and teasingly raised one leg in the air to expose her gash.
"I'm ready anytime you are," she giggled.
The boy gazed with hot eyes at his sister's big conical tits with their stiff pink nipples. He'd wondered for years what she looked like naked. And now he knew. She looked like a centerfold in a magazine with her big boob and softly rounded belly. His eyes darted down to the jungle between her legs and hi nostrils flared as he stared at her curly beaver "Do I pass inspection?" she giggled.
"Sure."
She gazed at his cock and balls. His ball hung limply beneath his cock. She wondered if he'd get hard again before the night was over. There was so much she didn't know about boys!
Now he rolled over her and drew her into a tight embrace. She rubbed herself against him and felt the stirrings of his cock against her wet pussy.
He stroked and fondled her hips and ass, finally cupping her butt-cheeks and kneading them with his strong fingers. He brought her body firmly against his and she felt her stiffened nipples poke against his chest.
Their hearts beat as one and finally he released her, hovering her as he moved one hand inside her creamy-skinned thighs. She shivered when he probed the soft moistness of her gash.
"Mmmmmm, Tommy!" she breathed when he covered her lips with his and explored her snatch.
She humped her ass up off the bed and writhed against his thrusting fingers. One of his fingers found its way into her cunthole and he wiggled it around as she moaned hoarsely.
"Your finger feels so good in there," she gasped.
When he touched her quivering clit, the teenage girl moaned in total abandon. She raked her fingernails over his arms as he drilled two fingers into her pussy-hole.
"You ever go all the way?" he said.
"No!"
"Do you wanna?"
"Yes!"
"Should we do it now?"
A pang of doubt overwhelmed her. "Maybe not now."
"You scared?" He plunged his fingers more deeply into her twat and rubbed her clit with vigor.
Patty was at the point of no return. She wanted badly to fuck, but she was frightened. And Tommy was still her brother. It wasn't really right.
"No, I'm not scared. Honest. Maybe some other time. Oh, Tommy!"
The delicious sensations raging through her almost made her change her mind. Having his cock inside her would be heaven. But there were too many unanswered questions. And it was her virginity that was at stake. Once she lost it there was no turning back.
"Frig me!" she sighed, thrusting her exploding cunt up at his pumping fingers. "Frig me until I come!"
She writhed frantically as her orgasm approached. He thrust a third finger into her gash and the teenage brunette went over the edge as a mind-blowing climax engulfed her.
She clutched him frantically, kissing him hard. She bit his lips and sucked his tongue into her mouth. She whimpered as the wild orgasm Anally subsided and released her grip on his arms.
When she opened her eyes, she saw his prick straining against her thigh. She reached for it and held it in her hand, stroking it with her free hand.
"It's hard again," she said.
He smirked. "Almost."
She fondled his balls and his shiny cockhead. He stared at her tits, finally reaching over and squeezing them. "Can I suck it again?" she said.
He snickered. "Sure."
"Yummy!" she squealed as she hovered over him.
She climbed between his legs and stuck her ass out in the air as she tenderly sucked his cockhead into her mouth. She held his balls with one hand and his cock-root with the other.
"I love the taste of come," she said.
"What are you saving your cherry for?"
"I don't know," she said, running the tip of her tongue up and down his cockshaft and along the underside under the tip.
"There's nothing like a good fuck," he said.
"I know."
"You don't know if you've never done it."
"Still, I can imagine, can't I?"
She moved his cockskin up and down his pole while she covered the head of his prick with her moist lips. She slid her lips down an inch of his shaft and the boy pushed more of it into her throat.
"When you're ready to get laid, let me know," he said in a husky voice.
Soon she had him moaning in ecstasy. He clutched her long hair and pulled as she mouth-fucked him. She bobbed her head up and down as she took more and more of his thrusting prick into her mouth. She sucked frantically on his lurching dick and he thrashed his legs in the air.
She sucked faster as he arched his back and thrust his cock up to meet her mouth. He held her head with both hands as he came, filling her mouth for the second time that night with a load of thick sweet come-cream.
Afterward they lay close together. Tommy sucked and licked her tits and wedged one hand between her legs. "You've got some tits, Sis," he said.
"They're very sensitive," she said.
He nibbled her boobs while he stroked her pussy-petals. "Do you want to come again?"
"Sure."
Patty quivered with lust as her brother knelt between her legs. He pushed her thighs apart and thrust two fingers into her cunt hole. He used his thumb on her clit and the horny brunette trembled with arousal. She writhed under his fingers, forcing his digits more deeply into her virgin twat. She squeezed her bobbing tits and a gush of cunt-juice drenched his hand.
"Don't stop!" she moaned. "I'm almost there! Don't stop!"
The boy leaned over and sucked one of her tits into his mouth as he fingered her gash. Her cunt sucked up his fingers and she came, lifted to a plateau of ecstasy she didn't know existed.
Her pussy yawned open and spasmed wildly. When she recovered her senses, she found she couldn't breathe. Tommy had climbed over her and planted his prick and balls over her face.
For the third time that night, she brought him off and when they were through, the hot-cunted brunette scampered back to her room. And she dreamed all night of her brother's cock.
CHAPTER THREE
Tammy had stayed home from work with a cold. It was the kind of cold that made spending the day in bed a pleasure. She felt achy and feverish and she slept for hours. But she was bored and by late afternoon she decided to go to work the next day no matter how she felt.
The sexy blonde knew that her family thought she was strange. All the women in the Lester family married young. And all of them were full-time wives and mothers. But all her life Tammy had known there was more. And she wanted it. She liked to use her brains. She was smarter than all of the girls in her classes at school. And when she'd graduated, she'd chosen to K : a job rather than find a husband. She'd own for years that she wanted to support herself and not become dependent on some man. She wanted her own money.
She lay in bed and stretched lazily. She glanced at the clock. Lydia had phoned earlier and told her she was sending Tommy over with some home-made soup. Lydia smiled as she thought about her sister-in-law. Lydia was such a homebody. And Tammy appreciated the soup. But as long as there were cans, she'd be damned if she'd ever go to the bother of fixing soup from scratch. Still, she couldn't refuse the offer. And she loved her nephew. Sometimes it got lonely. Even though she cherished her independence.
She rose up from the bed and brushed her teeth and washed her face. It wouldn't do for Tommy to see her looking sloppy. She smiled to herself. She pulled her nightie over her head and slipped a fresh one on. Lydia and Warren had both told her that Tommy had had a crush on her for years. He thought she was beautiful and sexy and Tammy didn't want to burst his bubble by appearing sloppy and without make-up.
Tammy and Tommy, she thought with a smile as she dabbed blusher on her high cheekbones. Not bad for a sick lady. Not bad at all. She threw her head forward and brushed her long silky blonde hair. One thing about being sick was that none of her boyfriends wanted to fuck her. Germs, they said. And Tammy couldn't go long without a good hard fuck.
She went back to the bedroom and straightened the sheets before climbing back into the bed. Sometimes she thought she didn't belong in the Lester family. Even her views on sex were different from theirs. Tammy firmly believed that sex between family members was healthy and normal. Since Lydia and Warren thought she was slightly eccentric, she never approached either of them with her ideas. But she was firmly convinced that there was nothing wrong with sex between brother and sister and mother and son. Or mother and daughter, for that matter.
By the time the doorbell rang, Tammy's pussy was thick with cunt juice. She rang Tommy in and opened the door before scampering back to bed. At the last moment she pushed the blanket off her tits. She decided to give Tommy a treat and let him see through the sheer nylon of her nightie. He deserved a treat for bringing the soup. "How do you feel, Aunt Tammy," Tommy J said when he walked into the room.
He didn't seem to notice how she was I dressed. At first. Tammy lifted her arms toward him. "Come here and give your old aunt a kiss," she said. She embraced him briefly and Tommy sat I near her on the edge of the bed, the container of soup still in his hands. "What'll I do with this?" he said.
"Oh, put it down over there," she said, waving toward the wall. Tommy put the container down on the floor and stole peeks at his aunt's tits. Whenever he was in her apartment, he was amazed at how different it was from his own home. His mother's bedroom was frilly and feminine. His aunt's contained only a bed and a chest of drawers. In fact her entire apartment was starkly furnished. Her living room was composed of a mass of pillows scattered around the floor and a stereo set.
Tammy noticed the boy staring at her cleavage. A rush of pleasure raged through her and she lay the palm of her hand on the inside of his thighs. For the first time that day her nose was clear and her eyes weren't running.
Maybe stud-city will kill the germs, she thought with a giggle.
"I'm so glad you're here," she said to the teenage boy, wedging her hand inside his tightly closed legs. "I've been so lonely today."
She sat up slightly and leaned forward to show him more of her cleavage.
Tommy licked his lips and his aunt leaned back on the pillows. "I love my life," she said. "But sometimes I feel so alone."
"You've got us, Aunt Tammy," Tommy said.
She sat forward, hugging her knees close to her tits. "I know, honey, and don't think I don't appreciate it. But sometimes a career doesn't fill all my needs. Like it doesn't keep my feet warm on cold nights." . "Then why don't you get married?"
She dimpled and stroked his hair. "I'm not ready to settle down with one man yet."
The boy's presence was making her nipples throb and her pussy lubricate. She'd be doing him a favor if she went to bed with him. Boys his age were always horny. Girls his age didn't know what they were doing. If she invited him Into her bed, she'd be doing both of them a favor.
She made her decision. She threw the covers back and leaned over provocatively. She stroked his crotch and felt the lump between his legs. Tommy's mouth hung open, but he said nothing. She took his hand and placed it on one of her firm tits.
He shivered visibly and clutched her boob. "Jesus, Aunt Tammy, you're really something."
"So are you, Tommy."
He worked his lips, but nothing came out of his mouth. His face was flushed and tiny beads of perspiration erupted on his forehead. The throbbing in Tammy's pussy grew more urgent and she became more reckless as a result.
"I'd like you to suck my tits, Tommy," she whispered. She sat forward, bringing her boobs close to the boy's face. "Will you do that for me?"
She pushed her nightgown down to her waist. Her high firm tits jiggled slightly, like firm globes of jelly. She leaned back against the pillows, her blonde hair framing her face.
She raised her arms over her head and sighed.
"Well?"
His eyes widened and glittered. "Sure, Aunt Tammy. Sure, I'll suck your tits for you."
He took a round melon in each hand and clutched them awkwardly. He didn't seem to know how to go about it. Tammy sighed and leaned back against the pillows, reveling in the feel of the boy's fingers on her boobs.
And then she felt his warm tongue on her boobs and she trembled with lust. "Yes, darling, yes!" she murmured, closing her arms around his head. "Suck them good and I'll be nice to you too. I promise!"
The boy needed no persuasion. He'd never been so excited in all his life. Even sucking his sister's tits couldn't compare to the excitement of sucking his aunt's. There was no one sexier than his blonde aunt. No one!
"Now the other one," she hissed, guiding his mouth from one boob to the other. "Oooohhh, yes, do my nipples like that. Oh, baby, you really know what turns a girl on."
She squirmed her ass on the bed. What had started as a lark was turning into a feverish experience. She wiggled around and fed him her tits and when her nightgown inched up to reveal her pussy, she didn't push it back.
She almost forgot that it was her nephew ticking and sucking her boobs. She closed her eyes and it could have been a grown man exploring her boobs with his lips and tongue and teeth. He seemed to know instinctively where to lick hard and where soft and when to leave one boob and go to the other. "You're making me very hot, darling," she said. "I don't know what's going to happen now."
He was still licking her tits. His mind was awhirl as he lapped his tongue over her pointed nipples. In his wildest dreams, he'd never anticipated being in bed with his pretty aunt. He swirled his tongue round and round her turgid buds and Tammy's legs thrashed open.
Her pussy was swampy with excitement. "Let me suck your cock, darling," she said and there was more than a hint of urgency in her voice.
He almost fell over onto his face as he hurried to tug his jeans down. She grew impatient and pushed him down on his back and unzipped his fly.
Moaning deep in her throat, she thrust her fist into his fly and withdrew his stiff cock. Her eyes were eager and bright and her pussy churned as she lowered her lips to his cock and sucked his cockhead into her mouth.
She released him only long enough to pull his jeans and shorts down to his knees and then she pounced over him and sucked his prick back into her hot mouth.
The boy gazed down at her through his legs. He couldn't believe his luck. Here he was, stretched out on his aunt's bed. And she was actually clamping her lips shut over his prick-knob.
"Is it good, Tammy?" the excited blonde hissed.
"Yeah, Auntie," he said.
"Oh, darling, it's good for me too!"
She gulped half his prick into her throat and played with his balls. She wondered how long he could last before shooting off in her mouth. She wanted to get laid before he left and she knew he couldn't stay long. Lydia would be wondering where he was.
She darted her tongue over his balls and smiled when she heard him suck in her breath. She took his ball-bag into her mouth and coated it with saliva.
And Tommy did his part too. He humped his ass and shoved his prick as far as it would go into his aunt's gaping mouth. She made little sucking sounds with her lips and tongue and at intervals gurgled with abandon. She wrapped her tongue around the base of his cockshaft and licked relentlessly on the sensitive underside under his cockhead. She nibbled with her lips and teeth and constantly I licked up and down the length of his rod.
The teenage boy fought to control his desire to climax. He wanted to hold out as long as possible. The one thought flashing through his mind was that if he could manage to control his need to come he would eventually get a chance to fuck his sexy aunt.
He wondered what the guys at school would say when he told them his aunt had sucked him off. Most of then knew Tammy. She worked at an office near the school and had even dated a few of his teachers. The guys in his class thought she was a knockout. Would they believe him when he told them she'd sucked him off?
He panted for breath as he fought to control his climax. He fucked her mouth with short fast jabs of his fuckpole. Her tongue and lips never stopped moving for one moment.
"Can I fuck you, Aunt Tammy?" he managed to croak.
She spit his cock out and sat down on her haunches. "Of course you can!"
She picked her nightgown up and held it around her waist. "Touch me there!" she said, her eyes shining. She pointed toward her pussy.
She reached up and placed his hand between her thighs. When he felt her juicy cunt-tissues, he groaned hoarsely and sat up on the bed. Between them they stripped his clothes off and she pulled her nightie over her head.
"Jesus, Aunt Tammy!" he said as he gazed open-mouthed at her tits.
She reached up and cupped her big firm boobs. "Do you think they're pretty?" she giggled.
"They're gorgeous!"
"Would you like to touch them too?"
"Yeah!"
She let him toy with her tits for a while, but then she became impatient for another taste of his cock. "Let me suck you again, darling," she said. "Your poor old aunt has been shut up here so long with this damn cold, she's been deprived."
Tommy was happy to oblige the horny blonde. He lay back and watched as she licked the jism off his piss-slit with long swipes of her tongue.
"I love the taste," she said. "Yeah, I guess it tastes good," he said. "Is that what your girlfriends tell you?" He thought about his sister and flushed.
"Yeah, that's what they say."
Tammy saw the slight hesitation on his face. "Has anyone else ever told you that?"
He blushed crimson. "Naw."
He closed his eyes and his cock jerked up against her nose. "You know, Tommy, some people think there's no reason why family members shouldn't have sex together."
"Yeah?"
She stroked his dick and squeezed her tits. "I happen to agree with that assessment." She giggled and blushed slightly. "As you can plainly see. But then I'm a liberated woman."
She teased him by moving one hand to her cunt and masturbating while she toyed with his dick. He was fascinated by his aunt's philosophy and was tempted to tell her that he and Patty sucked each other off.
"If I were your mother, I'd be mighty tempted to fuck you regularly," she said. She stopped playing with herself and raised her arms, forcing her tits to jiggle deliriously.
She stretched out next to him with feline grace as he automatically inserted a finger into her gash. She crossed one leg onto his hip and reached for his balls.
"The secret of life is in these fat little eggs," she said. "Isn't it incredible?"
"Sure is," he said, fascinated by the way her cunt gripped his finger.
"Fuck me now, Tommy," she said in a soft voice.
"Oh, God!" the boy groaned.
"You're not afraid, are you?"
"No." But he didn't move.
She rolled onto her back and raised her arms toward him. "Get on top of me, Tommy," she said. She giggled. "Tommy's getting on top of Tammy."
He chuckled and slowly climbed around and mounted her. His hands were wet with nervous perspiration and his fingers shook. She opened her legs wide and held her cuntlips open with her thumbs. She guided his throbbing dick into her hot wet slit.
She moved her hips in the way that experienced women do when they're about to be entered. In a moment his cock plunged deep inside her and he began thrusting.
The boy's strokes were clumsy, but his very awkwardness increased her passion. He closed his eyes and pumped away like a battering ram.
Tammy loved it. There was a tenderness mixed with the brutality that any good fuck entails. Her cunt was being split in two with his wild jabs. And each time he entered her, his shaft rasped against her clit and drove her wild with lust.
She began trembling all over as her first orgasm overwhelmed her. She expected him to come when her pussy clutched his cock, but he continued ramming in and out of her sucking gash.
She shoved her cunt back at his stroking dick and covered his face with kisses. His almost hairless teenage chest ground against her tits. And then she felt his orgasm begin.
His entire body seemed to tighten up. He clutched her asscheeks and she felt his prick twitch inside her cunt-tunnel. His breathing became more labored and his balls bounced wildly against her ass.
A tiny sigh escaped his lips when he came. Tammy felt his prick jerk and churn inside her and then she felt the heat of his jism as it exploded in her snatch.
She came again as his spunk filled her body, her legs wrapped around his back and her fingernails digging into his arms.
Afterward they shared the soup, now cold.
Tammy teased the boy about being a super-stud and Tommy fell in love. When Lydia phoned to see what was keeping her son, Tammy told her the boy was helping her get over her cold.
When she hung up the receiver, she and Tammy giggled and made love again. By the time he went home that night, Tammy's cold had broken and the next day she was well again.
CHAPTER FOUR
Tammy had always been wild about her older brother, Warren. When she was born, he was already a gangling boy, and she'd followed him around during his teenage years. As an adult, she still adored him. When he married and had children, she transferred some affection to Tommy and Patty, but she always had a soft spot in her heart for Warren.
After the afternoon in bed with Tommy, she decided she was being silly not to try and seduce Warren too. He was a grown man and she was more and more confident that her views on family sex were the right ones.
She dropped over at the Lester home one day when she knew Lydia and the kids were out. Warren was sitting in the den sipping a beer and watching a baseball game on television.
She sat down and joined him and out of the corner of her eye she examined her brother's face. He had sandy-colored hair and nice eyes. He'd always been built well, and his body was as firm and trim as it had been when he'd played basketball in high school.
"Where are the kids?" she said, reaching for his beer and taking a sip.
"Why don't you get your own, Sis?" he said.
She went to the kitchen for a beer and when she returned she repeated her question. "Where did the kids go?"
"I think Tommy's playing handball."
"When's he coming home?"
"I don't know. Jesus, this is a dull game."
"What about Patty?"
"Huh?" He blinked as he gazed at her, almost as if he forgot she was there.
"Patty, your daughter," she smiled patiently. "Where did she go?" He stared at the television screen. "I don't know. Shit, will you look at that bum?"
"What about Lydia?" Tammy said. Could it be that Warren wasn't aware of her as a woman? He reached for his beer. The can was empty and he began to rise up.
"I'll get you another," Tammy said, glad for an opportunity to shake her tits and ass in his face as she walked out of the room.
When she returned from the kitchen, Warren had turned the television off. "What's the cross-examination for?" he said. "What do you mean?"
"You're asking about Lydia and the kids. Why the sudden interest in when they're coming back?"
Tammy felt annoyed. She was trying to be subtle, but he wasn't making it easy. "I just wondered how much time we had alone," she said. Honesty just might be the best policy.
Warren stared at her for a moment and then snickered. "Since when do you want to be alone with me? You're a big girl now, Tam. Not like the old days when you used to follow me around."
"I wouldn't mind following you around now," she said. Her voice shook and she wondered if he noticed the tremor.
Suddenly he rose up and crossed over to the sofa. He sat down next to her and draped his arm around her shoulder. She put her head down and he stroked her hair.
"Tell big brother all about it," he said.
She giggled. "Be serious!" she said.
"I'm serious," he said, forcibly holding her head down on his shoulder. "Tell big daddy all your troubles."
"Fuck you!"
"I think that's the problem," he said, releasing her. "You're not getting enough. Why don't you get married and settle down."
"What makes you think I'm doing without?"
"Because you live alone, that's why. I don't like the fact that you live alone. A woman should have a man around to take care of her."
"That's crazy," she said. "Women have been brainwashed to believe that. I want to take care of myself. And one day when I do get married I won't be dependent on the guy. Then if he splits one day, I won't fall to pieces."
"Oh, Christ, how the hell did you get into the family?" He covered his eyes in mock despair.
"That's the trouble with marriage today," Tammy said, forgetting her horny cunt as she became involved in the discussion. "Women are the underdogs and men call all the shots. I don't want to live that way."
He put his arm around her shoulder again and drew her close. "Okay, okay, get off the soapbox."
Tammy giggled. He was right. She was on a soapbox. And she was getting away from her original objective. "I have some ideas you might agree with?" she said mischievously.
"Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah."
"You know what I mean. A family that plays together... "
"Oh, you mean that family stuff." His eyes widened. "Yeah, there might be something to that."
"So I'm not completely out of my mind, huh?"
His eyes crinkled as he grinned. He tousled her hair. "Are you propositioning me, Sis?"
She leaned her head against his shoulder and smiled up at him. "Could be," she whispered.
Warren pulled back slightly. "You're serious, aren't you?" She nodded. "Yes, big brother." He covered his face with his hands. "Jesus Christ!"
She grabbed his arm and pressed her tits against him. "Now you know why I wanted to know when the family was coming home."
"Oh, God!"
She snuggled closer and took his hand in hers. "There's really nothing wrong with it," she said.
"It's incest, Sis."
"In the old days it was taboo because of the possibility of having idiot children. Now that's not a problem. So what's wrong with it?" She shrugged. "Tradition. A dumb old tradition. And I believe in breaking the bonds of that crap."
His hands slid down and brushed her tits. He pulled her against him. "You have something there, Sis," he said.
They remained in each other's arms for a moment and then Tammy pulled back and gazed into his eyes. "Do you mean to say you agree with me?"
"Sure, why not?"
She laughed. "Because it's not like you to be so contemporary." He squeezed her left tit and winked lewdly.
"Maybe you don't know me as well as you think you do," he said.
She stiffened slightly. Was she wrong to let this go on? It was obvious Warren was getting caught up in the game. Was she being disloyal to Lydia? She decided she wasn't. After all, Warren was her brother before he was Lydia's husband.
Just at that moment Warren took her hand and slowly moved it between his legs. He rubbed her fingers against his crotch and she felt his hard-on.
"See, I told you I meant it," he chuckled.
Tammy left her hand wedged between his legs and stared into his eyes. "I hope God doesn't punish me for leading you down the garden path," she said.
"You're not leading me anywhere," he said. "I'm a big boy, remember?"
She giggled as she rubbed her fingers up and down the bulge in his crotch. "I'm counting on it," she said.
"Tell me," he said. "How long have you had the hots for me?"
"Why, you stinker," she giggled. "Who said I had the hots for you?"
His cock throbbed inside his pants and she felt her pussy stir with excitement. Her heart pounded in her chest.
"Well, I've got the hots for you," he said suddenly, rising up and pulling gently at her hand. "Come on. Let's get undressed and get on a bed. I'm too old to grapple around on the sofa."
"Oh, no, you're not!"
They stared into each other's eyes as they undressed. Even though they'd seen each other in swim suits, this was different. Now they were naked and alone and the intimacy inherent in the situation was terribly erotic.
For a moment brother and sister were struck with shyness. They gazed at each other's bodies without touching. Tammy was fascinated with how much his cock resembled Tommy's. It stood up, hard and thick in front of his cock-bush. And his balls hung down behind it, filled with jism and matted with hair.
She flinched when she sat him staring at her pussy. She felt warm and slightly faint. She began to speak, but her lips were parched and nothing came out.
"Well, Sis, maybe we should start on the sofa," he said.
She let him guide her onto the sofa. She stretched out on her back and he climbed between her legs. He hovered over her and stared at her loveliness. Then with a ragged groan, he ran his tongue over each of her puckered, oversized nipples. Tammy moaned and felt her rosebuds stiffen the moment his tongue touched them. Like two flowers, they opened and flourished under his loving caress.
He looked intense as he stroked them. He spent some time on each of her boobs, sucking hard and breathing more deeply. She tangled her fingers in his hair and writhed her ass on the sofa.
"If you move up here, I'll suck your cock," she said.
"Jesus Christ, you don't play games, do you?"
"I don't believe in them."
He stared into her eyes "I might get so excited, I'll dump my load in your throat."
"That would be okay," she said. "Come "Jesus Christ!" he hissed through clenched teeth as he squatted over her face.
In a moment his prick disappeared inside Tammy's mouth. She took it all the way into her throat and used her fingertips to squeeze his cock-root.
With a soft groan, he pulled out of her mouth and climbed around on the sofa until his prick and balls nudged her face and his lips hovered over her pussy.
"Go, Sis, go!" he said, plunging his tongue into her snatch.
She trembled at the feel of his tongue on her, cunt-pulp. She grabbed his ass and frantically sucked his prick back into her mouth. He buried his head in the gulch between her legs, darting his tongue in and out of her pussy while she devoured his dick and balls.
When his cock lurched, hitting the roof of her mouth, she pulled back and milked his cockshaft with her fingers. She ran the tip of her tongue over his balls, covering them with saliva. She sucked each nut into her mouth. She sucked his entire ball-sac into her mouth and then cheeks bulging, she squealed and released it.
"Fuck my tits, Warren," she said.
"You bet!"
He climbed around on the sofa and straddled her waist. His balls rested on the twin peaks of her boobs and his cock stood at attention, against his belly.
He tilted it down and let the tip graze her tits. The cream oozing out of his prick-slit wet her skin. He moved back and sank his face inside her cleavage. She held his head in her arms when he eagerly kissed and sucked her tits.
Her pussy overflowed with juice. She had never been more turned-on. "Oh, Warren, this is great!" she sighed.
He swirled his tongue lovingly over her big mounds and tormented her nipples until she thought her cunt would explode. He lashed her succulent tips relentlessly and then bit down hard on the pink area.
"Jesus, Warren, I could come right now!" she said.
He didn't answer. He didn't release her boobs even for a moment. Her heart hammered in her chest and she felt faint with excitement.
"Fuck me, Warren," she said weakly.
"Not yet, Sis," he said. "You said you wanted your tits fucked."
"I know."
"Now, Sis, here goes."
He pushed her tits together, forming a tight tunnel with her flesh. He shifted his weight to her waist and held her boobs in his hands. He spit and used the saliva to lubricate her cleavage.
He pushed his prick between her tits. It sank inside the tight passage as her jugs parted. He pulled back and pushed in, using her cleavage like a pussy.
She opened her mouth to accept his prick on the up-stroke. She swiped her tongue over the tip when he quickly pulled back and then pushed in again. He stroked in and out of the tight but pliant tunnel with slow thrusts. He grunted each time his dick hit her lips o tongue.
Tammy came. A tiny, but unmistakable orgasm engulfed her. She bucked her ass and thrashed her legs, but he continued pushing hi cock back and forth inside her deep cleavage But his thrusts became faster as his excitement increased.
"Fuck me now, Warren," she said.
"Oh, yeah!"
He climbed to his feet and pumped his prick while Tammy parted her thighs and reached out to him. "Come, big brother. Come!"
Instead he made her sit-up and he took his place on the sofa. "Sit on it, Sis," he said.
"I'd love it," she said, straddling his crotch.
She was so excited, she didn't bother wit preliminaries. In a moment she took him inside her, his cock buried deep in her torrid snatch. She bounced up and down in a frenzy of lust He reached around and played with her asshole. "Stick your finger in," she said, and he forced his finger into her bung.
"Don't move," he said. "Just keep my cock Inside you and squeeze it."
She sat perfectly still and squeezed his balls while she worked her cunt-muscles around his throbbing dick. He gazed at her with half-shut eyes and she deliberately jiggled her tits.
He held her ass with one hand and with his other he toyed with her clit. "Does this feel good?" he said.
"Yes!"
"You're too much, Sis."
"So are you."
She closed her eyes and trembled. He rubbed her clit and she opened and closed her cunt around his dick. His finger once again plunged into her asshole and her pussy milked his fuck-stick.
"Where'd you get such a tight pussy?"
"Fuck me, Warren!"
They rolled around until she landed on her back and he hovered over her. "It's still best this way, isn't it, Sis?" he said. "All that lib shit aside, you like when a guy takes over, don't you?"
She moaned when his mouth came down on hers. She didn't answer and it didn't matter. Being underneath had nothing to do with women's lib, but she knew it was no use arguing with him. Warren had his mind set in an off position when it came to those things. But as a lover, he was wonderful.
They sucked each other's tongues and he rammed his cock into her pussy. He clutched her ass and she caressed his balls and he nibbled lovingly on her lips.
She wrapped her long legs around his back and drew him into the saddle. He pumped in and out of her gash, his strokes increasing in tempo as their passions inflamed.
"You're a cocksman, Warren!" she sighed.
He slid one leg to the floor and with the additional leverage was able to thrust more deeply into her twat. She bucked her hips and slammed her cunt back to meet his strokes.
As his orgasm approached, he fucked her faster and she clung to him and shrieked. She came first and he rammed his dick balls-deep into her snatch when her pussy gripped him.
CHAPTER FIVE
Later that evening when their parents were in bed, Patty and Tommy sat on Tommy's bed and chatted. As usual, Tommy was trying to convince his sister to lose her cherry. And as usual, Patty wouldn't give in to his demands.
"You're not technically a virgin," he said.
"I am too!"
"You're not. You let me stick my fingers in there all the time."
"That's not the same as a cock."
He flopped over onto his belly and mumbled into a pillow. "Anyway, it's crazy. All the girls in your class fuck up a storm."
"They do?" She sat up on the bed, her young tits heaving. "Tell me who."
"He rolled onto his back and snickered. "Not until you let me stick it to you."
"Maybe soon," she teased, fluttering her fingers over his belly.
He pushed her hand away. "Don't start anything you're not gonna finish.
"Oh, my, we're getting independent, aren't we?" She giggled. "Since when aren't you interested in a blow job?"
He grinned and turned to her. "A blow job?"
She leaned over and let her hair graze his face. "Yes, a blow job," she purred. "You know, when I purse my lips and suck your cock in."
The boy sat up and gazed at her expectantly. "You can suck my cock if you want to," he said in a solemn voice.
"And you won't complain about my not letting you fuck me?"
He shook his head. "Not a word."
She giggled. "I don't believe you."
They were naked and she noticed his cock stirring under the blanket. "You're getting a stiffo," she said.
"A stiffo?" he snorted. "Where the hell did you hear that?"
"I made it up."
"Jesus Christ!"
She saw him move his hand under the covers and stroke his cock. "You're playing with yourself, aren't you?"
"No one else'll do it."
"I didn't say I wouldn't play with it."
He stroked faster. "Maybe I'll just bring myself off," he mused.
Patty knew he was teasing her. She decided not to argue. He would rather have a blow-job than a hand-job any day. And she knew it.
"You can come in my mouth," she said.
"Sure, that's your favorite beverage, isn't it?"
"I do love the taste," she giggled.
"What does it taste like?"
"Hmmmmmm, I never thought about it."
"Bullshit, that's all you think about."
He jerked his hand up and down under her blanket. Patty lay back and stared at the ceiling. Her heart pounded with excitement. Maybe she ought to let him fuck her. She was tired of being a virgin. Why not give her cherry to her own flesh and blood. There was no one she loved more than her older brother.
She saw his cockhead push against the blanket. "Are you ready to pop?" she said.
"Don't worry. I'll save it for you."
"Good," she giggled, laying down next to him.
"So, what does it taste like?"
"What does what taste like?" She knew exactly what he meant, but she wanted to tease him.
"Jizzo."
"Mmmmmmm, you mean fuck-cream."
"Yeah, el-spunko. Jizz. Dick-oil. Whatever you call it, Sis. The main-cream."
She watched the blanket move as his fingers flew up and down on his fuckpole. "Well, it's sort of bitter M. "
"Yeah?" He brought his hand out from under the blanket. His prick stood straight up and the blanket formed a tent over it.
"And kind of sweet too."
"How can it be bitter and sweet at the same time?"
"I don't know, it's sort of salty too."
"Do you come when you swallow it?"
"Sometimes."
"Yeah?" His eyes brightened. "You really get that turned-on, huh?"
"Sure."
"Go on."
"Well, it's kind of thick... "
"Do you choke on it?"
"A little."
"Does it go down in one glop?"
"Sure, in spurts. The way it comes out."
"Jesus!"
"What does my cunt juice taste like?"
He turned his head and faced her. His eyes crinkled in a grin. "Fuck you!" He returned to playing with himself under the covers.
"No, tell me," she said. "What does cunt-juice taste like?"
"It all depends."
"On what."
"On whether you've come or not."
"Does it taste different before I come."
"Yeah."
"How different?"
"It's sweeter before you come."
"And after?"
"It's thicker and hotter."
"Jesus!"
"You getting horny?"
"Yeah."
"Wanna suck it?"
"Uh huh."
They threw the blanket back and sighed as she rolled on top of him. Their bodies met and blended and he pushed his knee against the bush between her legs.
"Is my cuntjuice sweet?" she said.
"I love it."
"Oh, wow!" She rubbed herself against the length of his body.
He wrapped his arms around her back and drew her tits against his chest. The stiff buds of her nipples poked into his skin. She ran her fingernails up and down his arms and kissed them.
She slipped her tiny pink tongue into his willing mouth. He sucked her tongue inside his lips and they exchanged saliva. He rammed his tongue into her throat, taking her breath away.
"Aw, gee, Sis, let's fuck," he said.
"Not now," she said.
"Shit!"
He ground his crotch against her cunt as they rolled around on the bed. He frenched her and jabbed his knee against her split beaver. He rubbed the bony part of his knee against her snatch and the horny little teenage shivered with passion.
"You're so nice and hard," she said, clutching his fuck-stick in her hand. "Pump it."
She moved his cockskin up and down his rock-hard pole. "God, you're hard," she murmured.
"I'm liable to pop off," he said. "Hey, not yet!" He reached down and fondled the girl's titties. "You've sure got a pair."
"Mmmmmm, I like when you touch me like that."
"Why don't you let me fuck you?"
"You're beginning to bore me."
"Well, la de da," he snickered. "I'm beginning to bore her!"
Patty giggled and tugged at his prick. "You can put it anywhere but my pussy."
"Well, that leaves your mouth and hands."
"Well?"
"And one more place?" She looked puzzled. "One more place." He winked lewdly and pointed toward her ass.
"You're crazy. I'll never do that. It's awful just thinking about it."
"Jesus, you're a drip. I'll bet the folks do it all the time."
"I'll bet they don't!"
"And Aunt Tammy probably does it a lot. She's real adventurous."
"How do you know how adventurous she is?"
"I just know."
"Well, I'll bet she doesn't do that either."
"Jesus, you're a baby." He tweaked her nipples and pushed her down between his legs. "Suck my cock."
"You're so damn bossy."
"I'm a guy."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Guys are supposed to direct the action."
"Says who?"
"Says me."
"That's not what Aunt Tammy says."
He flushed. "She doesn't know everything."
"Oh, yeah, and before you were saying how adventurous she was."
"Oh, fuck you and suck!"
He pulled on her long hair as she moved her lips closer to his dick. She giggled as she approached him. "Tommy," she whispered.
"What?"
"Oh, Tommy!"
"What?"
"I think I've got to pee."
"Oh, no, you don't!" he growled. "Suck!" He pushed her head down, forcing her face against his cock. "Ummmmmm, you smell nice and horny," she said.
He pumped his ass and pushed himself against her face. She eagerly gripped his cockshaft and licked her lips. She pushed her hair off her face and swiped her tongue over his cockhead.
"Take it in your mouth," he said.
"Jesus, I'll do it!"
"Well, go on!"
She opened her jaws and took half his cock into her mouth. She began sucking. Slurping sounds filled the room and the teenage boy loosened his grip on her hair.
"Good sucking, Sis," he said.
She gurgled around the meat in her mouth. She held his balls with one hand the way he'd taught her. She squeezed the root of his prick with the other and slurped and sucked his tool in and out of the ring of her lips.
She loved the feel of his spunk-filled nuts.
She scraped her fingernails over them and pulled on the delicate hairs.
Suddenly Tommy rammed his cock all the way into her throat. The teenage virgin gasped when his prick-head nudged the back of her tonsils.
"Shit, your mouth is almost as good as a pussy!" he said.
Her cheeks sank in and she tried to control her gag reflex. He kept pumping his prick in and out of her throat, using her mouth like a cunthole.
His balls bounced against her chin and his cock-bush tickled her face. Patty's saucy ass stuck up in the air and Tommy had an impulse to suck her cunt.
"Turn around, Sis," he said, grabbing her legs and moving her around.
Now they were in the sixty-nine position. The young virgin's cunt hovered over his face. It was wet and her cunt-bush was damp with her fuck-fluid.
He smacked his lips in anticipation. He reached up and held her hips. He snaked his tongue up and down her slit from her clit to her asshole and back again. The little teenager moaned and wiggled her ass. God, she loved having her cunt licked!
And then his mouth covered her twat. Patty spit his prick out as he lapped his tongue over her succulent cunt-tissues. She gurgled with excitement and gobbled his cock back into her mouth. "Good sucking, Sis," he said.
"You too!"
"Ssshhh, the folks'll hear us!"
He licked up the juice gushing out of her pussy. He let it accumulate and then he rammed his tongue into her juice-soaked cunthole. He wiggled it around and plunged it in and out and the horny teenage girl wiggled her ass.
The room was filled with the sounds of young raw sex. Patty sighed softly and both their tongues made tiny wet sounds. The bedsprings creaked and their breathing was ragged and occasionally their lips smacked.
Patty bit down on his prick when he suddenly sucked her clit between his lips. He held her love-button between his teeth and lashed it with his tongue-tip.
She clamped her thighs around his head and sucked more vigorously on his dick. She slobbered over his balls and at one point sucked the hairy eggs into her mouth.
"Don't stop!" she sighed, pressing her cunt firmly against his sucking mouth. "I'm gonna come soon! Don't stop! Please, don't stop!"
He nibbled her clit relentlessly and at the same time rammed two fingers into her pussy. The little virgin cried out as his prick sank more deeply into her throat.
She bobbed her head up and down as the wild sensations of an orgasm raged through her. Her body dripped with perspiration as they rocked together in an orgy of lust.
When she recovered her senses, she rammed a finger into Tommy's asshole and sucked noisily on his cockhead. He grunted and scrambled around until once again her face was wedged between his thighs.
"Stick your finger into my asshole!" he hissed, holding tight to her hair and forcing her lips back and forth over his dick.
The teenage girl squeezed her hands under his ass and forced her fingers into his asscrack She found his butt-hole and jammed a finger inside the tight hot hole.
At the same time she took his prick all the way into her throat. He held her ears and they rolled over, his ass pressing down on her tits.
"I'm coming!" Tommy cried. "Keep sucking, Sis! I'm coming!"
He drilled his spurting fuck-stick in and out of her eager lips. When his cockhead hit the back of her throat, she held her breath and relished the taste of his jism on her tongue. "Suck my cock!" he yelled, ramming his hips forward and splitting her lips in two with his thrusting dick.
His cock was still stiff and thick and now it was covered with his sister's saliva. It exploded in her mouth, dropping jet after jet of spunk into her gullet.
She came again from the force of his thrusts. Just the smell and taste of his cock-cream sent shivers of ecstasy up and down her spine.
They rocked the bed as they bounced up and down and when it was over they lay in each other's arms.
"Jesus, what a suck," Tommy said.
"Yeah, it was great," his sister said.
"But it's still not as good as fucking," Tommy said.
Patty rolled onto her belly and grabbed his limp prick. "I think I'll suck this thing again," she said.
"Shit, you're cock-crazy!"
"You bet," she giggled, sucking his entire prick into her mouth. "And aren't you glad?"
CHAPTER SIX
Lydia rearranged her cards. She and Tammy were at their weekly poker game. Lydia had a full house to kings and she held her breath as her excitement mounted. The others at the table were still betting. Tammy winked at her and sipped her beer. Lydia covered her eyes with her hand when one of the women turned her cards over to reveal four aces.
An hour later Lydia felt bored. She was horny and even though she normally enjoyed their weekly poker game, her pussy kept getting in the way of her pleasure. "Come back to the apartment with me and I'll fix you a snack," Tammy whispered. Lydia nodded. "I wouldn't mind leaving early," she said. "The hell you will," one of the other women said.
"Who asked you?" Lydia said sweetly.
They continued playing. Lydia had two more beers and Tammy had three. By the time the game was over, Lydia had second thoughts about going back to Tammy's apartment.
As they walked to the parking lot, Tammy linked her arm in Lydia's. "Come on, you look down," she said.
"I am, a little," Lydia said.
"Anything you want to talk about."
"I think it's just female stuff."
Once they arrived in the apartment, Tammy made Lydia settle on the sofa while she fixed a snack. "Let me baby you awhile," she said to the older women. "You're always so busy taking care of your family, and no one ever takes care of you."
"I suppose you're right," Lydia said, unable to bring herself to confide in her sister-in-law that she was horny.
Tammy sat down next to Lydia and began forking chocolate cake into her mouth. She leaned closer and looked down inside Lydia's blouse.
"That's a lovely locket," she said. "I don't remember seeing it before."
"That's because it's usually hidden inside my cleavage," Lydia giggled.
"Well, it's gorgeous," Tammy said, her eyes boring into Lydia's tits. "Almost as gorgeous as your bobbies."
She rested her arm on Lydia's shoulder. Lydia was suddenly aware of Tammy's perfume. It was musky and sexy and made the thicket between her legs wetter. She reached over and picked up her cake and began eating it.
"Your tits are pretty nice too," she said. "They're not as big as yours."
"I'm not so sure about that." Tammy fingered Lydia's locket. "Maybe we ought to compare them."
"Compare them?"
"You're so square," Tammy sighed. "Why did you flinch just now?"
"Did I flinch?"
"You sure did."
"I wasn't aware of it." Lydia suddenly felt uncomfortable. "I better go easy on this stuff." She placed her half-finished cake on the coffee table. "I've always loved your place."
Tammy put her plate down next to Lydia's. "There's nothing unusual about it," she said.
"It's so contemporary," Lydia said. "Maybe I ought to redo our bedroom. It's so damn frilly."
"It suits you."
"But does it suit Warren?"
"Is Warren complaining?"
"I don't think so."
Tammy rested her head on Lydia's shoulder. "Then why make waves?"
"Maybe you're right," Lydia said.
"Did you ever ball another woman?" Tammy said with a tiny smile.
Lydia flinched. "Did I hear you correctly?"
"Oh, don't go all to pieces," Tammy giggled. "I'm not going to seduce you."
"No, I never made it with another woman," Lydia said, making a face.
"Well, don't knock it," Tammy said. "You've no idea how much fun it can be."
Lydia thought about how Tammy was always talking about family members fucking together. "Oh, you're too much for me," she said. "You and your family sex."
Tammy flushed when she remembered her wild sessions with Warren and with Tommy. "Don't knock that either," she said, and then changed the subject. "Anyway, if you ever want to try lesbo-love, let me know. I'll be happy to initiate you."
"It's not that I'm not interested in sex," Lydia said.
"But?"
"But I'm just not as adventurous as you."
"You could be."
Lydia felt dizzy. "Yes, I could be."
"I think you're weakening," Tammy whispered in her ear.
"Maybe I am," Lydia said.
"Jesus Christ!" Tammy said.
Lydia's heart pounded. Tammy's perfume added to her excitement. Tammy stroked her arm and draped her arm around her shoulder. "If you really mean it, let's get started."
"Oh, Jesus, I don't know," Lydia said.
"Let yourself go," Tammy said. She brushed Lydia's cheek with the back of her hand. "When you're dead the worms'll get you. What do you say? Will you try it?"
Suddenly Tammy rose up and tugged at Lydia's hand. "Come on, let's get into bed."
"I don't know... "
"Well, I do. Come on." She pulled the older woman to her feet.
Lydia felt dazed and her knees almost buckled from under her as she followed her sister-in-law into the bedroom.
"Maybe I better go home," Lydia said. "Warren will worry if I'm much later."
"Shhhhh," Tammy said. "You can't change your mind now. I'll tell everyone you're a cunt-tease, if you do."
In the bedroom, the two women faced each other. "I guess we better undress," Lydia said.
"That's the usual procedure," Tammy said.
"It's so crazy for me to be embarrassed in front of you, but I am.
"We've seen each other naked dozens of times."
"That's what I mean."
"If it'll make you feel better, I'll strip first."
"You don't have to do that."
Tammy ignored her and pulled her sweater over her head. She tossed it onto the floor and stood in front of Lydia wearing a lacy pink bra. She removed her skirt and smiled at Lydia's reaction to her skimpy bikini panties.
"Nice, huh?" she said.
"No wonder men don't leave you alone," Lydia said. "If you weren't married they wouldn't leave you alone either."
"An old lady like me?"
"You're not so old."
Lydia's heart pounded as she stared at the blonde's big tits, bulging out of the tiny cups of her bra. When Tammy reached behind and unhooked her bra, Lydia's pussy moistened.
Lydia stood unmoving as she watched Tammy push her panties off her ass and thighs. "You're going to strip one of these days, aren't you?" the blonde smiled.
Lydia forced her eyes away from Tammy's cunt-muff. "Sure," she said, but she didn't move.
When Tammy was naked, she wrapped her arms around Lydia's shoulders. "Listen, if you want to stop this right now, just say the word. I don't want to force you to do something you don't want to do."
The heat from the blonde's body made Lydia's blood race. "It's not that... " Tammy's tits pressed against her. The hardness of her nipples stabbed the horny woman. The younger woman placed her fingers on the top button of Lydia's blouse.
"Shall I?" Tammy said.
"I don't know."
Tammy fingered her blouse, but didn't unbutton it. "I don't want to pressure you, but you've got to make a decision."
Lydia gazed into Tammy's eyes. Maybe " Tammy was right. She was making a big deal out of it and it just wasn't that important. "Why don't you just relax and let whatever happens happen," Tammy said.
Lydia nodded and closed her eyes, rocking back and forth slightly as Tammy began unbuttoning her blouse. Her heart pounded so hard she thought surely Tammy could hear it. There was something terribly erotic about being undressed by another woman.
She opened her eyes and gazed at the blonde when she felt her blouse being stripped from her body. Tammy tossed it onto the floor and squeezed Lydia's upper arms and shoulders.
"What a pair!" Tammy smiled as she gazed down at Lydia's tits.
Lydia blushed, but she was pleased at the compliment. She gazed down at her own boobs and watched as Tammy pulled her bra straps down and unhooked the garment before tugging it over her arms. "Now, let's measure," Tammy giggled.
Lydia felt herself relax when Tammy planted a kiss on the deep cleavage separating her tits. Tammy toyed with the locket encased inside Lydia's valley and then buried her face briefly against Lydia's boobs.
Between them they stripped the rest of Lydia's clothes off. They both stopped laughing then as they gazed hungrily at each other's bodies.
"Lydia?" Tammy said in a soft voice.
"What?"
"I think this is going to be a powerhouse."
"Oh, God!"
Tammy slid her hands from Lydia's waist down over her rib cage. She caressed Lydia's tits with one hand and fluttered her fingers over her hip and ass with the other.
When she reached down and fondled Lydia's thighs, the brunette shivered visibly. "Sit down," Tammy said, urging Lydia toward the bed.
Lydia sank down onto the edge of the bed and Tammy knelt at her feet. She held her arms around Lydia's thighs and pressed her cheek against her lap.
When Lydia felt her legs being forced apart, she sighed. My God, she's going to suck my cunt! she thought.
She automatically laced her fingers into Tammy's hair as the blonde gently forced her thighs apart. Tammy's hair tickled Lydia when she planted kisses on the insides of her thighs.
She reached between Lydia's legs and stroked her thick brunetted cunt-bush.
Lydia pumped her hips in response to the stroking and her insides churned with arousal. Yes! she thought as the younger woman ran the tip of her tongue over her sensitive flesh. Yes! Lick me!
She opened her eyes and watched Tammy blow her warm breath over her twat. She leaned back and brought her feet up on the bed when Tammy pried her pussylips open and kissed the moist flesh within.
Tammy climbed onto the bed and crouched between Lydia's legs. She held her cuntlips open and used her tongue tip to push up the hood of Lydia's clit. Then she locked her lips around the tiny bud and sucked.
Lydia moaned softly as Tammy sucked. She sucked gently at first, and then more forcefully. She ran the flat of her tongue up and down Lydia's slit and tried to force it into her cunt hole.
At this point Lydia was wild with lust. She held Tammy's hair in her hands and pulled hard as she tried to bring her off, and Lydia abandoned herself completely.
Her breathing was ragged and she whipped her hips and ass off the bed in wanton circles as Tammy's tongue caressed her. Tammy stabbed two fingers into her cunthole and licked her clit and Lydia felt an orgasm begin to invade her gash.
A rush of pleasure engulfed her and she clamped her thighs against Tammy's head and imprisoned her. Tammy's lips and tongue made sucking sounds that seemed to fill the small room.
Lydia thrashed her legs in the air and felt one of Tammy's hands on her tits She arched her back and pushed her cunt into Tammy's face as she came again.
Tammy continued licking her cunt until a third orgasm began to rage through her. Then she abruptly pulled away, leaving Lydia limp with frustration.
"Don't stop!" she begged.
"Don't wear yourself out yet," Tammy said.
"But I was about to come again!"
"Easy, kiddo," Tammy said. "I'm not running away. I live here, remember?" Tammy stretched out on her back and lewdly spread her legs. She held out her arms to Lydia and at that moment Lydia knew what was expected of her. "Come on," Tammy said. "The first time is always the hardest." Lydia gazed at her gaping cunt. The wet pink folds of her twat were visible to her eyes. She trembled as she crouched between Tammy's legs. She continued staring at her twat, unsure how to begin.
"Remember, whatever feels good to you will feel good to me," Tammy said.
Lydia stretched out on her belly between Tammy's thighs and with both hands she parted Tammy's cunt flaps. Tammy's clit poked out at the top of her slit. It was bright pink and very large.
"No wonder you like sex so much," Lydia giggled, blowing her warm breath over the huge nub.
She inhaled Tammy's raunchy fragrance and then on an impulse she swiped her tongue over her entire slit. Tammy gazed down at her and smiled with approval.
"You're a natural," she said.
Encouraged, Lydia pushed Tammy's legs back and burrowed into her cunt. She sucked eagerly on Lydia's slippery love-button and devoured the juices glistening on her interior love-petals. She lapped her tongue from Tammy's clit to her asshole and pushed it against her gushing cunthole.
Tammy squirmed wildly and urged her on. "Oh, honey, what a cuntlapper you turned out to be," she said. "You're incredible."
Lydia was doing it for herself. She was wildly excited by the lewd act. She didn't feel perverted, although she knew society viewed what she was doing as perverse. She was turned on by the raw sexuality of it. Sucking Tammy's pussy was as exciting as being sucked.
As Tammy's cuntjuice oozed out of her slit, Lydia swallowed it down. When Lydia realized Tammy was about to come, a feeling of pride mixed with excitement filled her. Her mouth was giving this woman all this pleasure!
At that moment Tammy cried out and tossed her legs in the air. The thrill of bringing her off was overwhelming to Lydia. She almost came too from the sheer excitement of watching Tammy climax.
She decided to give Tammy another orgasm. It was only fair. She continued tonguing her slit and fingering her pussy-hole. Tammy writhed her ass and clamped her thighs tightly a round Lydia's head as she crashed through another orgasm.
Sex cream flowed from Tammy's gash into Lydia's mouth. Lydia's lips slipped around the blonde's cunt as she frantically sucked. Lydia's face was slimy with fuck-fluid and when she finally pulled her face away from Tammy's crotch, the blonde was giggling. "You sure catch on quick," she said. And then Tammy eased Lydia down onto her back and positioned herself between her legs. "Bombs away," the blonde whispered. "Let's have another round."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tammy invited Lydia and Warren to dinner. Without the children. Tammy seldom cooked. She felt if men didn't fix meals, women shouldn't either. But now she decided to fix a gourmet meal. It would be a special evening.
It was Warren's birthday. But beside that the two women had decided to surprise him with an orgy. Since the night they had indulged their sexual appetites together, both Tammy and Lydia were anxious to include Warren in their fun. Tammy had dressed for the occasion. She wore a snug fitting black knit dress. It was beltless and followed the curves of her tits and ass. The hem ended just below the knee and she wore sheer black stockings and high heeled black pumps.
She pulled her long blonde hair up in a bun at the top of her head. She wore a single gold pin slightly to the left of one nipple. When the couple arrived, she took a last look in the mirror. Satisfied with what she saw, the opened the door and waited for the elevator to bring them up.
Warren seemed pleased with the birthday cake she brought out after dinner. He gorged himself on beef Wellington and potatoes Anna. They all drank too much wine and after dinner with the cake Tammy brought out a bottle of French cognac.
Warren gazed from his sister to his wife. Both pairs of tits were big and his mouth watered as he stared at them. He was still turned on to Lydia, but fucking his kid sister was the most exciting thing that had happened to him in years.
Now he turned to Lydia. She was a contrast to Tammy in her white skirt and sweater and her dark hair framing her pretty face. She didn't look her age, didn't look like the mother of two teenage children.
Tammy lit the candles on the birthday cake and turned out the lights in the dining area. They sang happy birthday and then in turn the two women rose up and kissed Warren.
He grinned happily when Tammy announced they were going to put on a show for him. "What kind of show?" he said.
"You'll see," Lydia said with a wink.
He wondered for the first time if Lydia suspected he and Tammy had been fucking. He had no way of knowing, but suddenly the idea of Lydia in on the knowledge turned him on.
He stabbed a piece of cake with his fork and ate it. Tammy refilled their wine glasses and Lydia moved her chair nearer to his. Soon both women were sitting close to him and the fragrance of their perfume, sexy, yet subtle, overwhelmed him.
"When's the show?" he said.
"Soon," Tammy said.
Lydia stroked his hand. "Don't rush us, big boy," she said.
"Don't eat too much," Tammy said. "A full stomach makes you drowsy."
'It's a little late for that, isn't it?" Warren "We were trying to decide whose tits were bigger," she said. Warren looked from one to the other. "You serious?
Tammy leaned forward and rested her tits on the table top. "Yes, we just can't figure out whose are bigger."
Warren looked puzzled. He decided to go along with the gag. "Want me to judge them?" he said.
"What a perverted idea," Lydia giggled.
"Well, Jesus, I was just kidding," Warren mumbled.
Tammy took his hand and held it in hers. She blew over his palm and then released him. "But how can you tell when we're dressed?" she said.
"Hey, are you two trying to drive me crazy?" he said.
Tammy hefted her tits in her hands and licked her lips sexily. "Well, what an idea."
She massaged her boobs through her dress. Lydia stroked the back of Warren's neck. "Mine are bigger, aren't they, honey?" she said.
"How the fuck should I know?" he said.
Perspiration erupted on his forehead. What if Lydia knew about his affair with Tammy?
"I'm getting myself all excited," Tammy said. Her cheeks were flushed and she narrowed her eyes as she gazed at her brother.
Warren sipped his brandy. "If you two are trying to make me crazy, you're succeeding.
Tammy unzipped her dress and pulled it off her shoulders. She leaned back in her chair and caressed her bra-covered tits. "There's got to be a way to decide who's are bigger," she said.
"Help us," Lydia said.
Warren's eyes bulged when his sister dropped her bra straps and exposed her creamy-skinned boobs. "Jesus, Sis, what the hell are you doing?" he hissed.
Tammy moaned out loud and increased the pressure on her naked boobs. "I can't help it," she said. "I'm all hot and bothered now."
Warren glanced at his wife. "Is this some women's lib crap?" he said.
"Of course not," Lydia laughed.
"Then what's going on?"
Tammy sighed deeply and pulled on her pink nipples. "Oh, God, I'm so damn hot!"
"She needs our help," Lydia whispered. "The poor thing needs a husband badly."
Tammy raised an eyebrow. "I need to laid, not married."
"This is nuts," Warren said, but his eyes were glazed with excitement.
"Will somebody please suck my tits," Tammy said.
Warren stared at Lydia. "Go ahead, honey," Lydia said.
Warren pushed back his chair and awkwardly rose to his feet. He stumbled behind his sister's chair and reached down to touch her boobs.
"I hope you girls know what you're doing," he said as he clutched her tits.
"That's nice," Tammy said, closing her hands over his. "Now squeeze them and pull on my nipples."
"That's nice," Tammy said, closing her hands over his. "Now squeeze them and pull on my nipples."
Lydia shivered as she watched the lewd scene. She was fascinated by the sight of Warren's familiar fingers kneading Tammy's doughy tits.
"Oh, lick them, Warren," Tammy moaned.
Warren released her and straightened up. He pulled her to her feet and bent down to swipe his tongue over one puckered nipple. Lydia rose up and stood behind him, her arms around his waist. "How's he doing?" she said to Tammy.
"Pretty good."
"What do you mean, pretty good?" Warren said, clamping his lips firmly around one huge nipple.
"He's doing wonderfully," Tammy said.
Warren held her nipple between his teeth and lashed the tip with his tongue. Lydia rubbed herself against his back, moving one hand between his legs to feel his hard-on.
"My cunt's a puddle of juice," Tammy said.
"Me too," Lydia said.
"Is he getting hard?" Tammy said.
"Like a baseball bat."
Warren hardly heard them. He chomped on his sister's tits, going from one to the other in an orgy of lust. He didn't know what his wife and sister had in mind, but he fully intended to take advantage of the situation. He'd fuck them both before the night was over. Maybe Tammy was right, with all her crazy ideas about families fucking together. Why not? If that's what they all wanted.
And it was obvious that Tammy and Lydia wanted it. They apparently had planned this. He sucked in a huge mouthful of Tammy's tit while Lydia reached around and unzipped fly.
"I'm taking his cock out," Lydia said to Tammy.
"I want it in my mouth!" Tammy said, standing up and kneeling in front of Warren. In a moment his prick was balls-deep inside her mouth.
She bobbed her head back and forth and slid the ring of her lips up and down his prick. He grunted and humped his hips, tangling his fingers in her hair.
The bun at the top of her head fell down and her blonde hair cascaded over his fingers. She sucked him eagerly, her tongue traveling up and down his fuckpole and her fingers squeezing his balls.
Lydia watched as the blonde's cheeks sank in. Tammy pursed her lips around the flared rim under Warren's cockhead. She suctioned his prick into her mouth and spit it out again.
She kissed the tip of his knob and a drop of whitish cream clung to her lips. Lydia reached over and licked it off and Tammy briefly frenched her.
Lydia crouched down behind Warren and toyed with his nuts as Tammy devoured his dick. The two women took turns licking his balls and finally Tammy released his cock and Lydia sucked it into her mouth.
"Don't bring me off," Warren said as Lydia crammed his prick into her mouth.
They moved to the sofa and undressed. The women surrounded Warren and he played with their pussies in tandem. He kissed Lydia and squeezed Tammy's tits.
"When did you girls decide on this way of celebrating my birthday?"
"That'd be telling," Lydia said.
Tammy twisted her own cunthair and pulled on her tits. "Lydia finally got wise," she said.
And then Tammy's legs were spread wide apart and Warren was eating her pussy. He ate hungrily. His face was hidden against Tammy's gulch and Lydia crouched behind him and licked up and down his asscrack.
She watched him slide his index finger inside Tammy's cunthole while he licked her clit. She leaned closer and watched as he lapped hi; tongue from Tammy's clit to her asshole and back again.
"She's got a whopper, doesn't she?" he said.
"It's a lot bigger than mine, isn't it?" He twisted his head and grinned. "That's okay, honey. Yours is big enough." Lydia snaked a finger into his asshole. He grunted and buried his face against Tammy's twat. Lydia finger fucked his bung and watched as he tongued Tammy's pussyhole.
On an impulse she pulled her finger out of his butt-hole and licked it clean. The taste and smell of his shitter was a turn-on to the horny woman.
"Make me come!" Tammy hissed.
Warren shoved two fingers into her gash and tongued her clit.
"That's the way," she said. "Dynamite sucking, big brother."
Lydia wiggled her fingers around his asshole and masturbated. She scraped her fingernails lightly over his ass-tunnel. She played with his balls.
Tammy toyed with her tits and thrashed her legs in the air. She whimpered with delight when Warren forced his tongue all the way into her cunthole.
"You're inside me!" she cried.
Suddenly he stopped sucking. "What about the show you two were going to put on for me?"
He pumped his prick and sat back on the sofa. The two women looked at each other and giggled. In a moment they were sitting side by side on the carpet. Lydia stuffed one of her tits into Tammy's mouth.
"That's the way to go," Warren chuckled, squeezing his dick-root. "Now that's a birthday present!"
He knelt at their feet and ran his tongue up and down his wife's thighs. He thrust a finger into her asshole and Tammy thrust a finger into her cunthole.
The double penetration drove Lydia wild. She held Tammy's head in her arms and guided her from one tit to the other. All three rolled over the rug. Warren landed in the middle and shoved his prick into his sister's mouth.
"Hey, it's my birthday, remember?"
Tammy sucked gluttonously. Her lust for cock was never-ending. She forgot about Lydia momentarily. The brunette lay on her side behind Warren and nuzzled his ass with her nose.
He pulled his prick out of Tammy's mouth and turned to stuff it into Lydia's. He went from one to the other, stroking their mouths with his dick and slapping his balls against their chins.
They went into the bedroom and settled down on Tammy's big bed. Tammy brought in the rest of the brandy and they sipped it as they kissed and hugged and cuddled together.
"I never thought I'd learn anything from my kid sister," Warren said.
"You still don't think women have brains, do you?" she said.
He grinned. "Now, Sis... "
"I want you to fuck me now," Tammy said.
Warren gazed from one to the other. Lydia looked stern and Tammy was unsmiling.
"Sure," he said. "Sure, if that's what you want."
v Tammy stretched out in the middle of the bed and Warren hovered over her. He moistened two fingers in her gash and stuck them into her asshole.
"Where do you think you're putting that thing?" Tammy hissed.
"Where do you think?"
"Let me do him," Lydia said, rolling onto her belly to watch.
"Okay, fuck me in the asshole," Tammy said.
She was actually thrilled at the prospect of getting her asshole reamed. Warren's chauvinistic attitude irritated her, but she decided not to argue now.
She rolled onto her hands and knees and stuck her butt in the air. She craned her neck and gazed at him. "You better be good," she said.
Warren lubricated his cockhead in Tammy's overflowing pussy. He stared at his wife as he pressed it against Tammy's asshole. He pushed slowly against the puckered ring and it easily gave way. In a moment it opened wide to accommodate his cockhead.
When it popped inside, Lydia began masturbating. She thrust two fingers into her twat and watched with fascination as Warren began cornholing his sister before her eyes.
Tammy's face contorted with lust and she cupped her tits as Warren's prick disappeared inside her bung. "It's good!" she yelled. "It's damn good!"
"Christ, it's tight!" he said.
He worked his dick in and out of her shit-chute. Lydia frantically masturbated as she watched. She was mesmerized by the sight of his big fuckpole surging in and out of his sister's bowels. She had an impulse to take his balls in her mouth and she wedged her face between his legs and sucked his entire ball-bag into her mouth.
He grunted and fucked Tammy's shitter in a frenzy. Lydia's lips slipped off his balls and she scrambled around on the bed in front of Tammy's head. Pushing forward, she covered Tammy's face with her snatch. She faced Warren and husband and wife reached over and kissed. He stroked his dick in and out of Tammy's asshole and Lydia ground her cunt against Tammy's mouth.
Lydia's cunt was swollen and drooling fuck-cream and she rocked with wild abandon against Tammy's mouth. Tammy leaned her chin on the mattress and licked and slurped hungrily on Lydia's snatch.
She wound her tongue tantalizingly around Lydia's clit and whipped her ass back to meet Warren's thrusts. The depravity of the act only served to add to the excitement.
Tammy's asshole clung lovingly to Warren's prick. "You ready for a big load?" he said.
"Yes!" Tammy mumbled, her face wedged against Lydia's cunt.
"You ready, hon?" he said to his wife.
"Yes!"
Panting and groaning, they writhed orgiastically on the bed, churning hips and coming together. Tammy shrieked when Warren dumped his hot load into her asshole. Lydia rubbed her clit against Tammy's face as she came and Tammy's cunt erupted in the most intense orgasm she ever experienced.
When it was over and they caught their breath, no one said anything for a while. Then Warren sat between them and fondled their hair, one brunette and the other blonde.
"Got anything planned for the Fourth of July?" he chuckled.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Lydia stood in the kitchen and kneaded dough for bread. She listened to the sounds of her children in the den and pounded the dough. She wished the teenagers would go to sleep early. She was horny and Warren had already told her he wanted a good long session tonight.
She formed the dough into loaves and thought about the session they'd had with Tammy. Their sex life was better than ever and the orgy with Tammy had helped. Never inhibited, the Lesters were more adventurous than ever and Lydia was happier than she'd ever thought possible.
She wiped her hands on her apron and listened to her children quarreling. If she didn't know better, she would have taken them for lovers. Patty was actually flirting with her brother.
She stopped pounding the dough. Maybe they were lovers. The thought jolted her, but it was possible. She knew now that anything was possible. She decided to talk to Warren about it. If her children were fooling around she'd put a stop to it. Patty was much too young for that sort of thing.
She placed the dough in the oven to rise and walked into the den. "Why don't you call one of your girlfriends?" she said to Patty.
"Why?" the teenager said.
"You don't spent enough time with your girlfriends," Lydia said.
"Since when are you interested in my girlfriends?" Patty said.
Lydia didn't know what to say, so she glanced at Tommy. "I don't know. What about you? How come you're not out with your boyfriends?"
"What's going on?" Warren said innocently, "Oh, nothing," Lydia said. She sat down on the sofa and fastened her eyes on the television screen. Maybe it was all her imagination. The children whispered and giggled and Lydia and Warren became engrossed in the television movie. After a while Patty announced she was going up to her room and five minutes later Tommy yawned and said he was going to bed.
When they were gone, Warren took Lydia's hand and winked broadly. "Now we can fuck," he said.
"I want to talk to you about something first," she said.
He grabbed her left tit and squeezed it. "What's up?": "It's the kids." She could hardly breath when he touched her like that.
"What about them?"
"I think they're having an affair."
He snickered. "You're imagining it." He lifted her tee-shirt and stroked her bare midriff.
"I don't think so."
"Ever since the day with Tammy, you think all siblings fuck around." Lydia blushed. "That's different."
"What's different about it?"
"Patty's too young."
"You think she's still cherry?"
"I don't know."
"Let's go upstairs," she whispered as she forced his hand inside her bra. "I'm ready," she said. "Let's go."
"I've got dough rising." She no longer worried about Patty and Tommy. Her pussy was awash with arousal-juice.
"Fuck the dough."
"Maybe you can do that sometime," she said. She rose up, her insides quivering with anticipation as he pulled her against him. "Honey, that's nice."
"How about a little back-door job tonight?" he said.
"I'd love it."
His hands slipped down to her ass and covered the twin cheeks. He ground his prick against her cunt and squeezed her butt. She moaned softly and lifted her lips to his.
"Don't worry about the kids," he said as they walked out of the room. "Sex never hurt anyone."
She thought about it as they undressed. Warren was right. No one ever died from fucking. Her knees felt weak with desire and she sat down on the bed and removed her shoes and stockings.
He sat down next to her and she turned and leaned against his chest. "I can't wait to get my cock in your asshole," he said.
"You really love to fuck me there, don't you?" she whispered.
"It's nice and tight," he said. "If you knew how good it felt on my dick... " He snaked his tongue into her ear and she melted against him.
She breathed hotly against his neck and bit his lower lip. "Fuck me real hard tonight, honey," she said. "Make me feel it in my throat!"
She loved having her asshole filled with his stiff cock. Just thinking about it gave her goosebumps. They assfucked regularly and it was Lydia's favorite position at the moment.
"You're hotter now than when we met," Warren said as they rolled around the bed, still half-dressed.
"I'm a wanton hussy," she giggled.
"Always asking to get your ass fucked," he muttered, biting her earlobe.
"Yes, and getting you involved with your sister."
He put his entire weight on top of her and tongued her throat. "So you want it up the old asshole, huh?" He ignored the mention of Tammy.
She sighed and spread her legs wide apart. "You bet I do," she said.
He held her arms down and rubbed his bristly cheek against her tits. "You're terrific, honey."
"What makes me terrific?" She felt the bulge between his legs grow bigger and she shivered with anticipation.
"You just are," he said. He ran the tip of his tongue lightly over her boobs and continued holding her arms down.
"Fuck me now, Warren," she said.
"What's your hurry?"
"I'm horny."
"Instant gratification."
"What's that?" He tongued her tits and she closed her legs around his back.
"You want instant gratification."
"What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing, but sometimes it's more fun to wait."
She thrashed her legs in the air. "Fuck me now, honey," she whined. "My pussy's so hot."
"That's not where you're getting it."
She writhed her ass on the bed. "Stick it in my asshole then," she said. "I want your prick all the way inside me."
"You're certainly bossy." Lydia heard the sound of voices in the room next door. It was Patty's room. "Warren," she said. "Listen."
They stopped moving, but heard nothing There was the sound of voices, but they couldn't make out the words.
"Tommy must be in there with her," she said.
Warren cupped her butt and lifted her ass in the air. "Let them be," he said. He pulled the rest of her clothes off. Lydia almost came when he swiped his hand up and down her slit. "I guess you're right," she said weakly. "I'm going to come after one stroke."
Warren finished undressing and then he made her lay on her back with her legs wide apart as he examined her snatch. Thick love-fluid leaked out of her pussy and dripped down the insides of her thighs. He watched it with fascinated eyes and dabbed a fingertip over her cunt-petals.
"What a juicy dish," he said.
"That's definitely Tommy's voice," she said.
"I guess I better fuck you to get your mind off the kids."
Her pussy felt feverish. He rubbed his prick up and down her horny slit and she shivered with desire. The tip dipped inside her cunthole and his fingers parted her asscheeks.
One of his fingers found its way into her asshole and she clenched her butt around it. He pushed his prick all the way into her cunt and his finger into her bung.
She squeezed her cunt and ass muscles around his dick and finger. His cockshaft rasped against her clit and she clung to him with wanton abandon.
"Oh, Warren!" she sighed.
"Baby, baby, your pussy's so sweet "I'm inclined to finish off in there."
"Do whatever you want," she said. "I love it all."
He continued finger-fucking her asshole while he left only the knob of his cock inside her snatch. He loosened her asshole with joy-juice, smearing her lava over the puckered ring of muscle.
"Get on your hands and knees," he hissed, releasing her and squeezing his cock-root. She eagerly turned over and pushed her creamy-skinned ass in the air. He stood behind her and pulled her ass closer to the edge of the bed.
"That's some picture," he said.
"Fuck me!" she said.
"I think some day I'll stick a cigar in there."
"You don't smoke cigars," she giggled.
"Hold your ass open."
She pried her asscheeks apart and he gazed down at her gaping cunt and butt. She twisted her head and gazed at him. She loved the expression of lust in his eyes.
He released his cock. It danced in front of his crotch, stiff and hard and dripping fuck-fluid. "Here goes, honey," he said.
He forced his prick into the loosened opening of her bung. She pushed out and held her breath. The moment of penetration was always the most exciting and erotic.
She tensed up and then relaxed when his prick shot inside her. He told her it was in and she hugged a pillow against her tits. "I feel it!" she whispered.
Her asshole muscles clamped down firmly on his prick. His knobby shaft pulsated inside her shit-chute. "Do you want it hard?" he said. "Yes!"
"Hard and hot, huh?"
"Yes!"
He pushed in and his entire prick filled her bowels. "Good!" he grunted.
Lydia pushed back to meet his strokes. And then she heard the voices again. "Listen," she said.
Warren's cockhead was inside her butt, but he stopped moving. "To what?"
"That was a moaning sound," she said.
He pulled out of her butt and she rolled onto her back. "Warren, I've got to find out once and for all what those kids are up to."
Warren squeezed his cockroot. "Okay, let's go and see."
"But, how... "
"Come on. The only way I'll get a good fuck tonight is if you're satisfied that nothing's going on in there."
She insisted on slipping into a robe. After a moment's hesitation, she made Warren put one on too and then they opened the door and tiptoed into the hall.
Once they were in front of Patty's door, they listened. Lydia heard the distinct sound of Patty giggling. She turned to Warren. "What now?"
"Don't make a sound," he said as he quietly turned the doorknob to the teenage girl's room.
Lydia held her breath. The door was open an inch and the light inside was dim. But she could see everything and so could Warren. What greeted their eyes made her heart beat so fast she thought she might faint.
She'd been right! Her children were lying naked on Patty's bed." Patty's legs were wide open and Tommy's face was a few inches away from her juicy-looking twat.
"Jesus, let me fuck you," the teenage boy said.
"Oh, I don't know," Patty said. Her round tits jiggled slightly.
"You promised," Tommy said. "Come on, Patty. I told you I was tired of getting teased."
"What do you mean teased? Don't I always give you a good cocksuck?"
"Yeah, but it's not the same as balling."
Lydia grabbed Warren's arm. "Shhhh," he said. "I don't want to miss this!"
Lydia was startled by the expression on her husband's face. Raw lust had replaced his usual expression. Raw lust of the kind she'd never seen on Warren's face before.
She realized it was because he was excited by the scene in the room. But it wasn't Tommy's naked body that was turning him on. It was the sight of his teenage daughter that was making Warren's prick twitch so wildly and Lydia felt a stab of jealousy.
"Let's go back to bed," she said, tugging at his hand.
"No, I'm staying!"
"Then put a stop to it."
"Jesus, honey, this is a terrific turn-on. Watch it, for God's sake."
"Stick another finger into my cunt," Patty said.
Lydia decided Warren was right. It was exciting. And it was too late to stop it. It was obvious her kids had been doing this for a long time.
Suddenly Warren pushed her against the wall and stabbed his prick against her butt. She turned her head. Was it possible he was going to try and fuck her asshole while they spied on the kids?
It was not only possible, he was doing it. She bent over and spread her legs, one eye on the teenagers inside the room. Warren stifled a groan when he rammed his prick all the way into her bung and she focused her eyes on her son's prick. It was then she decided she wanted the boy to fuck her.
Warren held one of her tits while he plowed in and out of her butt-hole. "Look at that, will you," he hissed in Lydia's ear. "Look at that kid suck his prick!"
"Fuck my ass!" Lydia hissed.
"What's that?" Patty squealed, and both teenagers looked toward the door.
"You left the door open," Tommy said, climbing off the bed and moving quickly to the door.
Warren pushed Lydia to the side and they held their breath as the boy slammed the door shut. They heard the bedsprings creak as Tommy climbed back onto the bed and Lydia felt a stab of disappointment. How she wanted to see what happened next! How she wanted to watch her children fuck!
"Okay, let's get back to bed," Warren said.
"I'm sorry," Lydia said as they returned to their room.
They slipped back into bed and Warren climbed between her legs. "It wasn't your fault that you got excited."
"But now we missed everything."
"You don't look too upset about watching your babies fuck around."
"Oh, Warren!"
He stuffed his cock into her cunt and she wrapped her strong legs around his back. He gazed down at her. "I'll bet you wouldn't mind having that young stallion bugger you."
"Oh, darling, you're in so deep!"
"Answer me, you wouldn't mind having Tommy fuck you, would you?"
"Warren, that would be incest!"
His voice was husky. "Yeah, I know."
Lydia's cunt lips opened and closed around his dick. She draped her legs over his shoulders and his prick disappeared inside her.
"You're so hard!" she sighed.
"And you're as tight as a virgin."
"Did you hear what they said about fucking?"
"Yeah."
"Do you think they only suck?"
"Sounds like it."
"Do you think Patty's a virgin?"
"Maybe."
Perspiration dripped down his cheeks as he pounded his prick in and out of Lydia's cunt. If Patty was still a virgin he wondered what it would fed like to fuck her.
Lydia's hips churned when her first orgasm overwhelmed her. She sobbed as the sensations shook her and Warren pulled out of her pussy and rammed his dick into her asshole.
Her asshole clamped shut around his dick-root and he came after two strokes. When Warren dozed off, Lydia stayed awake and thought about what it would be like to fuck her own son.
CHAPTER NINE
Patty finally let her brother fuck her. After that she became totally turned on to sex. She quickly became bored with Tommy and found herself attracted to men her father's age. Then she became attracted to her father.
She decided to seduce him. She told herself there was nothing wrong with it. Her Aunt Tammy was always talking about family sex and she thought her aunt was right. Now if she could only convince her father.
One day Lydia took Tommy shopping for new clothes. He was growing fast and his clothes and shoes were too small for him.
When Patty found herself home alone with her father, she decided to force him to fuck her.
Once Lydia and Tommy were gone the teenage girl went upstairs and changed clothes. She pulled a tight tee-shirt over her head and then on second thought took her bra off. Her nipples poked against the flimsiness of her tee-shirt and she stepped into a short skirt that showed her thighs.
When she was satisfied she looked her best, she brushed her hair into two ponytails and I pranced downstairs to look for her father. She found him in the den. "What are you doing, Daddy?" she said. She came up behind him and put her arms around his neck.
Warren felt himself tense up. "Going over some figures," he said. "You know when you get a promotion they make you work for it."
"Are we rich now?" the teenager purred. Warren snickered. "Hardly." He turned around and for the first time noticed that she was braless. He turned back to his papers. "You're not dressed," he said.
"Sure I am," she said, rubbing the back of his neck.
Warren's heart pounded. "You call that dressed?"
"Sure, don't you?"
He put his papers down and turned to face her. His eyes darted from her braless tits to her short skirt. "Nice skirt," he said.
"Thanks." She continued caressing the back of his neck.
"I can see you're not going to let me get anything done."
"Well, Tommy's spending the day with mom."
"And you want me to spend the day with you."
"It's only fair."
Warren chuckled as he got to his feet. "What shall we do?"
Patty took a deep breath and pulled her tee-shirt over her head. "I've got a good idea."
"Patty, what the hell are you doing?"
"Play with them, Daddy," she said, holding her tits in both hands and offering them to her father.
"Jesus Christ!" He pushed his hair back off his forehead. "How can a guy resist?"
The little teenager crouched before him and unzipped his fly. In a moment his prick and balls were hanging out of his fly and she curled . her fingers around his shaft.
"You've sure got a big one," Patty said. "I guess you know what to do with it, don't I you, honey?"
"Yes, Daddy." She stroked his cock and stared at his balls. Her blood raced at the feel of his prick in her hand. His dick was much bigger than Tommy's. And longer too.
"You like to fuck, don't you, baby?"
"I haven't had a lot of experience," she said.
"But what you've done you like."
She dimpled. "I love it."
"You're a chip off the old block," he snickered.
"You like to fuck too, huh?"
"And your mother is a sexy woman."
"Daddy, it's getting so big!"
"Don't get scared, honey," Warren said. "I won't hurt you."
"I'm not scared. I like them big." Warren licked his lips as he stared at her hanging boobs. They were firm and high, but as She swayed her hips they bounced back and forth.
His fingers shook as he unzipped her skirt and lowered the garment over her hips. He let it drop to the floor and then he hooked his fingers into the elastic band of her panties and peeled them over her hips and thighs.
When she stood before him naked, Warren salivated. "You're some dish," he said.
"You can touch me," she whispered.
"Jesus, honey!"
She took his hands in hers. She placed one on each of her tits. "See. That's not so hard, is it?"
"Not as hard as my dick's getting," he smirked.
"Oh, Daddy!"
"Come here and sit on my lap," he said.
He sat down on the sofa and she settled her bare ass on his lap. He fondled her tits and she squeezed and stroked his cock. He pulled and pinched her nipples and she dabbed at his balls with a fingertip.
"Daddy, this is great," she said excitedly.
"I hope I won't hate myself in the morning," he said.
He worked his hands over her naked flesh. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he bounced her up and down on his knees. She felt his cock stirring beneath her and she writhed her ass over it. It felt like a piece of steel, but unlike steel there was a flexibility about it.
Suddenly he pushed the teenage girl's thighs apart and probed his index finger around he split beaver. He wiggled his finger around he juicy pulp and found her swollen clit.
"Do you like that?" he said.
"Ooooooooh, yes!"
"Do you come easy?" he said.
"Yes, Daddy."
He got to his feet and she clung to him as he walked to the stairs. "We better get out of here in case your mother and brother walk in on us."
He carried her up to her room and slammed the door with his foot. He laid her down on the bed and sat down next to her, his thick heavily veined cockshaft poking out of his pants.
"You're a sexy kid," he said, staring at her body.
She rolled onto her belly and swung her legs provocatively. "You're sexy too." She closed her eyes and licked her lips.
"What do you know about sex?" he said. He trailed his fingertips over her round butt. "You're just a kid."
She seemed to hesitate a moment. "I'm still in the learning stage," she said.
He gently kneaded her asscheeks and dug his fingers into her asscrease. "Does this feel good, honey?" he said.
"I love the way you touch me, Daddy."
He lowered his head and lightly licked her asscrack. "How's this?" He bathed her flesh with saliva and the teenage girl shivered.
"Oh, Daddy, you're making me so hot!"
He buried his face inside the deep crevice of her ass and stabbed his tongue against her asshole. He couldn't help but wonder how her asshole would feel on his prick.
Patty's entire body quivered with excitement. No one had ever licked her asshole before. Not even Tommy. She spread her legs wide apart and buried her face in a pillow.
Warren picked his face up and rolled the youngster over onto her back. "I have to admit I've been wanting to do this for a long time," he said. "Me too, Daddy," the teenager whispered. "For ever so long."
A few miles away Tammy stood in front of her bathroom mirror and stared at her image. She thought she saw a tiny wrinkle at the corner of her eye. She examined it closely and decided it was only a smudge of mascara.
She felt bored and restless. Her current boyfriend was out of town. His name was Chuck and he'd been pressuring her to get married.
Maybe Warren and Lydia were right. Maybe it was time she settled down. It was against all her principles to lean on a man, but if she and Chuck got married she could continue working and not become financially dependent on him. All at once she decided to go over to her brother's house. She didn't feel like being alone. She remembered something about Lydia taking Tommy shopping for new school clothes. She didn't care. No matter who was home, it would be better than being alone.
She stripped off her jeans and tee-shirt and admired her almost-naked body. She cupped her tits and wondered how they would look after she had children.
Suddenly the idea of babies appealed to her. Lydia's tits were still firm and high. Maybe her figure wouldn't change either.
She slipped into a skirt and sweater and brushed her hair. She didn't bother with make-up. She didn't need much and Warren liked the way she looked without it. A half hour later she stood outside Patty's door. It was partway open and inside on the ed she could see her brother and his daughter, asked. All Tammy's sophistication left her as he stared at the wanton sight. Patty was wiggling and Warren was sucking on her tits, e went from one to the other as if he couldn't decide which one he preferred.
Tammy had a key to the house and when she'd arrived she'd let herself in. She thought nothing of going upstairs and now as she gazed inside her niece's room she felt glued to the spot. Never had she seen anything so erotic.
Patty squirmed around on the bed. Tammy stood transfixed outside the door and watched her brother cover his daughter's tits with kisses.
"Oh, Daddy, you're making me so hot again!" Patty squealed. She ran her fingers through Warren's hair and encouraged his sucking.
"You really exploded before when we fucked, didn't you, baby?" he said.
Tammy held her breath and tried not to make a sound. So they fucked! My God, I wonder if Lydia knows, she thought.
"Is your cock getting hard again?" Patty said.
"You bet, honey," Warren said.
So her family had taken her advice after all, Tammy thought with a smile. All of them. Even Patty. Well, she'd had influence all right. Now if she married Chuck, she could bring him into the family sex-scene too.
Tingles ran up and down her spine. She leaned against the doorway and peered into the room. Patty's pussy thicket was visible and Tammy felt her own cunt heat up as she watched her brother suck the girl's boobs. "What are you going to do next, Daddy?"
Patty said.
"Why don't I surprise you?" Warren said. "Oh, tell me!"
"I guarantee you'll like it."
"How do you know?" the teenager giggled. Without a word, Warren crouched down between the teenager's legs and parted her cuntlips. "I promise you, baby. Daddy'll make you feel real good."
Tammy held her arms around her boobs as she watched Warren extend his tongue and lap it up and down the girl's slit. Patty squealed with excitement.
"Oh, Daddy, you're gonna suck the come right out of me!" Placing her hands on his shoulders for leverage, she threw her head back against the pillow and panted for breath.
Tammy wanted to march into the room and join them, but she didn't want to embarrass Warren. Maybe he wasn't ready for that. It wasn't Lydia he was licking. It was his teenage daughter.
Tammy decided to stay where she was and watch. It was hard not to burst into the room, but she didn't want to spoil it for her older brother. His tongue had given her many hours of pleasure and she wanted to share it with Patty. That's what it's about, she thought. Sharing.
She gazed with hot eyes as Warren teased and probed the teenage girl's twat with his tongue. Tammy squeezed her thighs together. She was getting terribly wet. She could feel how soaked her panties were. And her cunt throbbed with need. Damn, I wish Chuck were in town!
She suppressed a moan. Her pussy needed attention badly and it was difficult, but she didn't want to leave just yet. If Warren and Patty fucked again, she wanted to be there to see it.
Now Warren pressed his face against his daughter's gash. Tammy couldn't see much, but she heard the young girl moan and saw the ecstatic expression on her pretty face. It was obvious that Warren's talented tongue was bringing her to the peak of arousal.
"Oh, Daddy, you're eating me so good!". Patty sighed.
Warren made lewd sounds with his lips and tongue and Patty came, thrashing her legs in the air and tangling her fingers in his hair.
When the teenager's climax had passed, Warren picked his face up and grinned down at her. "Good come, baby?"
"Oh, yes, Daddy!"
"Should I suck you some more?"
Tammy trembled, biting her lower lip to keep from speaking. Yes, suck her some more! she thought. She held her breath and watched her niece shake her head.
"Kiss me, Daddy," the girl said, holding her arms out. "Let me taste my cunt on your mouth."
Tammy was surprised with Patty's sophistication. She felt faint as the couple embraced. Her entire body throbbed with sexual excitement. Oh, fuck her! she thought. Please, fuck her!
She reached down and rubbed her snatch through her clothes. Her pussy palpitated and she knew if she rubbed it hard enough she would come. Without considering the consequences, she lifted her skirt and snaked her hand inside her panties. She fingered her cunt as she watched her brother caress his teenage daughter's gash.
Patty gyrated her hips wantonly in response. Warren stabbed two fingers into the girl's cunt hole and wiggled them around. Tammy couldn't resist thrusting two fingers into her own twat and pumping them in and out. Her heart pounded in her chest as Warren mounted the teenage girl and slipped his prick between her legs.
"Oh, Daddy, fuck me!" Patty cried.
Warren shoved forward and Tammy saw his cock shoot over Patty's cuntmuff. "Missed!" he growled.
"Oh, Daddy, don't tease me!" Patty said.
"I'm not teasing you, baby," he said. "I've just got bad aim."
Warren pushed his daughter's thighs back and guided his cockhead against her snatch. The girl wrapped her legs around his back and he used one hand to insert his prick-knob inside her pussy-hole.
"Oh, Daddy, push it in!" the teenager gasped. "Oh, God, push it in!"
Warren's face was flushed and with one thrust he sent his prick all the way inside the girl's twat. Tammy saw his dick disappear into the teenager's pussy and she saw his balls slap her ass. Her fingers stroked frantically in and out of her gash and Patty shrieked with passion.
"Oh, Daddy, you're making me come again!" she cried. Warren leaned over and sucked one of he stiff pink nipples into his mouth. "Mmmmm baby, delicious," he mumbled. The girl's body trembled as he rammed hi cock in and out of her body and out in the ha Tammy's pussy was on fire. The depravity o the scene struck her. Here she was out in the hall watching. At any minute Lydia and Tommy might walk in and find all three o them. How could Warren explain it to hi wife? What would Lydia say?
m "Fuck me, Daddy!" Patty moaned.
Tammy thrust two juiced-up fingers into her gash and bit her lip as she climaxed. She continued finger-fucking herself, aware that the couple on the bed were totally unaware of her presence.
When Warren came, he thrust his tool forcefully into his daughter's twat. His face was contorted as he dumped his load into her pussy.
Seeing Warren's spurting dick streak in and out of Patty's gash was too much for the horny blonde. Tammy came again, her cunt gripping her fingers and her breathing ragged.
CHAPTER TEN
When they were finished shopping, Lydia and Tommy decided to drop in at Tammy's apartment. When Tammy didn't answer the bell, Lydia used her key and mother and son went upstairs and let themselves into her apartment.
Lydia went to the refrigerator and got two beers. She handed one to Tommy and sipped the other. "Let's unwind," she said. "It's been a rough day."
She slipped her shoes off and sprawled out on the sofa. She patted the cushion next to her and Tommy slouched down. "Thanks for all the new stuff, Mom," he said.
"You deserve it," Lydia said. "You're a good kid."
"Aw shucks," Tommy snickered.
"I wonder where Aunt Tammy is," she said.
"Maybe she's at our house."
"I wonder... " They finished their beer and Lydia told Tommy to get two more. After they finished those, they had some wine and by then Lydia was feeling no pain.
"I saw you and Patty making out," she said, tousling the boy's hair.
"You did?" He raised his eyebrows and his face drained of color.
"Yes, so did your father."
"Oh, Jesus!" Tommy clamped his hands over his face.
"We thought you two did okay," Lydia giggled.
Tommy faced her. "You did?"
"Yes, we did."
They sat sipping their beer without speaking for about five minutes. Lydia's heart beat fast and she made a decision. She sat back on the sofa and placed her hand on the boy's thigh. "Have you had any experience with a grown woman?"
"No." His voice quavered.
"You know, some people say grown women make the best bed partners."
"Yeah?"
She stroked his leg lazily, stretching her fingers over him. "Yes, that's what some people say. That mature women made the best lays." She gazed at him. They didn't speak for a while and finally Lydia continued. "Grown women are very passionate sometimes," she said.
"I think you're beautiful, Mom."
"Thank you, darling," Lydia beamed. "Do you think you'd like to experience what it's like going to bed with a grown woman?"
He gazed at her with sparkling eyes. "Sure!"
She put her arm around his neck and drew him close to her. She caressed his hair and held his head against her tits. "I thought you'd say that."
She continued stroking him, crossing and uncrossing her legs as she thought about what she was about to embark on. It was wrong in the eyes of society. But not in the eyes of young people like Tammy.
Now Tommy pressed his thigh against his mother's. He smiled shyly. They both glanced down at his crotch at the same time. There was a distinct bulge between his legs.
He tried to cover it up with his hands, but Lydia pulled his hands away with a giggle. "I'd like to teach you more about loving," she purred.
She licked her lips and gazed at the lump in his jeans. The boy blushed. "That'd be great, Mom."
"As I remember, you've got quite an impressive cock."
He grinned. "Yeah, well I guess you'd know."
He took a deep breath, almost afraid that if he breathed too loudly his mother would get up and walk away. Instead she dropped one hand to his lap and unzipped his fly.
"I don't know what time Tammy's coming home," she said. She found his cock inside his shorts and brought it out into the air.
"Jesus, Mom!"
"What a lovely prick," Lydia said. "Would you like to see what I look like down there?" She pointed toward her pussy.
"Sure!"
Releasing his dick, she got to her feet and scrambled out of her panties. Lifting her skirt to her waist, she showed the boy her cunt and ass.
"I hope you don't think I'm an old bag," she pouted teasingly.
"Jesus, Mom, you're the greatest!"
"Do you really mean that, Tommy?" She spread her legs slightly to give him a good look at her cunt-muff.
"Yeah, honest! I've never seen a cunt like yours!"
The boy clenched his fists and Lydia took his hand in hers. He rose to his feet and together they undressed him. The older woman worked his jeans and shorts down and when he was naked from the waist down she stroked his dick and cupped his balls.
"I'll bet there's a nice big load in here," she smiled. His balls felt full and her mouth watered at the thought of his young fuck-cream spilling down her throat.
"Yeah, I'm pretty hard," he smirked.
"Would you like me to suck you, Son?"
"Jesus, yeah, Mom!"
She knelt in front of him and fingered his cock and balls. She sniffed his boy-fragrance and Tommy held his breath. When her lips moved close to his crotch, he trembled visibly.
"I hope you don't come too soon," Lydia said. "I'd like to suck you awhile."
"I can hold out," he said, but his voice and face were tense.
"We won't worry about it," Lydia said. "At your age you'll be able to get it up again, won't you, Son?"
"I think so."
Lydia felt faint with excitement. For weeks she'd been dreaming about this moment and now it was actually happening. She was about to suck her own son's cock. She fingered the dick she'd known intimately since the day he was born. It was so beautiful! So very beautiful!
Opening her mouth wide, she licked sensuously up and down the sides of his shaft. She lingered for a moment on the underside, just under his cock-knob. She knew that was a sensitive spot on all men. She opened her mouth wider and took his crown inside her lips. She closed her hot lips tightly around the flared rim, relishing the taste and feel of his boyish fuck-stick in her mouth.
She glanced up at his face. His eyes were closed, but there was an expression of rapture on his features. His lips were curled back over his teeth and his hands were hooked behind his back.
"Does my mouth feel good on your cock, honey?" Lydia whispered. "Jesus, Mom, it's great!" His voice cracked and he sounded younger than ever. His youthfulness and the close family connection only served to turn Lydia on. She loved giving him pleasure with her lips and tongue and teeth. She let his cockhead slide around on the roof of her mouth and she drenched his prick with saliva.
She took a deep breath and sucked his entire prick into her throat. She almost inhaled him as she slid the moist ring of her lips up and down the length of his fuck-hose.
She held his balls gently, barely caressing the hairy little nuts as she took his cock into her gullet. Tommy groaned and clutched her head with both hands as he swayed slightly from side to side.
In his wildest fantasies he'd never dreamed his mother would suck his cock. All his life he'd longed for it, but never thought it would happen. He felt at this moment like the luckiest guy in the world.
When Lydia began sucking harder, the teenage boy knew he wouldn't be able to control himself much longer. She sucked almost gluttonously, almost as if she wanted nothing more than to suck the cream out of his nuts.
He pumped his hips, sawing his dick in and out of her sucking mouth. And then his orgasm was upon him and there was no turning back. The intensity of the feeling in his body was like nothing he'd ever experienced before.
He tugged at her hair and grunted. She understood and nodded in approval. "Aaa-ggghhh!" he grunted as he showered her with his spunk.
She held onto his cock until it was soft. The boy slumped back on the sofa and Lydia lay her head on his lap and nuzzled his limp dick and balls.
She tasted the jism that still clung to her lips and tongue. How good it tasted! How exciting to suck her own son's prick!
What she wanted more than anything now was a good hard fuck. Tommy's head fell back against the cushion as he caught his breath. After a while she sat up and wiped the excess spunk from her lips.
"Are you okay, Mom?" Tommy said.
"I'm fine, darling."
'That was a great blow-job."
"I loved doing it."
She held out her arms and they embraced.
She felt around on his lap. Sure enough his cock was stirring. She patted him and toyed with his baits.
"I think this thing is going to be good as new real soon," she said.
He chuckled. "Yeah, I guess so."
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. She stuck her tongue into his mouth and sucked his into hers. With one hand she stroked his meat.
"Can I do you now, Mom?" he said.
Lydia's heart pounded. "You want to do me now?" she said dumbly.
"Yeah, I'd love to suck your pussy."
"Do you really mean that?"
"Sure." He grinned and his eyes crinkled up. "I've been told I'm a pretty good cunt-lapper."
"Why, darling, I'd love it," Lydia said.
She sat back on the sofa and brought her feet up on the cushion. Her legs were spread wide and her pussy was gaping and open to the boy's eyes.
She took his hand and swiped it up and down her slit. "Rub it," she said and Tommy moved his fingertips up and down her gash.
He leaned over and kissed her while he stroked her pussy-flesh. He rested one hand on her tits almost shyly, and then she took his hand and forced his fingers to cup one big tit.
"Do you remember nursing on these when you were a baby?" she said.
"No, but I must have loved it."
"You always did love sucking tits," she giggled. "Even after you weren't hungry anymore, you wanted to keep sucking. I had to force your little fingers off my boobies sometimes."
"Jesus, Mom, your cunt is so wet!"
"That's because I'm so excited, darling, what with sucking you off and everything."
"I'll start licking it in a minute."
"You just take your time, baby." She knew sucking her cunt was a big step for the teenager and she didn't want to rush him.
"It's not that I don't want to suck your pussy, Mom," he said. "It's just that I like touching you down here."
She fed him her tits and sighed. "You just do whatever feels good to you, Tommy. Mother loves it all."
"Was dad mad when he saw Patty and me... you know... "
"Not really. Oh, darling, kiss my tits again. Lick them a little. Yes, like that. Suck my nipples. Harder. Oh, darling, don't forget the main course!" She pressed his hand against her snatch and he moved his lips closer to her gash. He shyly kissed the creamy skin of her inner thighs and her belly. She held her tits and massaged his saliva into the tips.
Suddenly he dropped his head down and began fluttering his tongue over her beaver. He parted her cuntflaps with his tongue-tip and touched her clit with the flat of it.
More than anything, the fact that it was Tommy licking her cunt was wildly exciting. She'd had better and more experienced mouths on her pussy. But never one more enthusiastic.
"Oh, darling, you're a lovely cuntlapper," she sighed.
"Your pussy is delicious, Mom," he said.
She worked her nipples with her fingers while the boy pushed his tongue against her cunthole. "That's good, darling, right there! And there! That's right! Lick mother's clittie! You certainly know how to get to a woman, baby! Oh, darling, lick!"
She wanted to praise him as much as possible. She knew how important it was for a boy his age. And she was very excited. True, he wasn't as talented a cunt-sucker as Warren. But he was so much younger she couldn't expect perfection.
"Oh, darling, you're going to make mother come!" she said.
Tommy puffed up with pride. To make his mother come would give him more happiness than he'd thought possible. He always enjoyed bringing Patty off. He loved fucking and sucking his Aunt Tammy too and bringing her off. But even more than his sister and his aunt, he loved his mother. And giving her pleasure was the best thing that ever happened to him.
"Eat me, baby, eat me!" Lydia murmured, tangling her fingers in the boy's hair.
His almost-smooth cheeks brushed her inner thighs as he licked her gash. She clamped her legs around his face and raised her ass off the sofa to thrust herself against his slobbering mouth.
He tried to stick his tongue right into her twat, but it wouldn't fit. He tried stiffening it, but it still wouldn't go in. He settled for licking vigorously on her clit. Girls always went crazy when you sucked their clit. It was probably like when a girl took a guy's cock in her mouth and licked right under the head. That drove him nuts. And when a girl had her clit licked it drove her nuts too.
He felt himself getting terribly excited again. He knew his cock was stiff and he wanted nothing more than to bring his mother off before he fucked her. Because he wanted to fuck her. He grunted at the prospect of sinking his prick into the soft wet folds of her cunt. Whenever he could, he spied on his mother when she was undressing. Sometimes she left the door to her room open a little when she was undressing and he peeked inside. Sometimes he even watched her when she was in the bathroom. He loved watching her pee. Just the thought of watching the yellow stream gush out of her cunt was enough to give him a hard-on.
Now she thrashed her legs in the air when he flicked his tongue up and down the outer lips of her cunt. She held his hair and he rubbed his nose over her love-button.
"That's marvelous, darling," Lydia said. "Mother's almost there. Don't stop now. I'm almost there."
He licked wildly on her clit and she banged her legs against his shoulders. When she told him to stick his finger into her cunt, he plunged his index finger into her pussy while he tongued her clit.
He vibrated her clit while he fingered her snatch and Lydia shrieked with excitement. And then her body shook as she came and she crushed his head between her legs as the wonderful spasms overwhelmed her.
When she recovered her breath, she took him into her arms and kissed him. "Now, let's fuck, darling," she said. "Before Aunt Tammy gets home."
She made him stretch out on the rug and she straddled him. She unbuttoned her blouse and removed her bra so he could see and touch her tits easily.
She held his prick and directed it against her cunthole. His cock was only half-stiff, but she managed to stuff it into her wet and horny gash.
"Oh, darling, you're inside me!" she sighed. "Jesus, Mom!"
"Don't move," she said. "I'll do it all."
She thrust herself up and down as she fucked the teenager's cock. Her tits wobbled as she moved and she reached down and held his balls as they fucked.
Tommy held his breath as he tried desperately to control his orgasm. "I don't think I can last long, Mom," he croaked.
"Oh, darling, it doesn't matter," she cried! bending over and kissing him. "There's always tomorrow. Oh, fuck me, Tommy! Fuck mother hard!"
