Many people feel an overwhelming attraction to other members of their own family. When suppressed, this attraction often leads to agonizing emotional troubles. When expressed, this stigma sometimes means feelings of guilt and shame that are almost impossible to overcome. Indeed, incest is a subject that has been shunned by society from the earliest memories of man.
Those of us who have these unfulfilled desires are often driven to torment over our needs;
These desires have driven people even to the brink of insanity-or worse.
NAUGHTY FAMILY ORGY is the story of a woman and her family who are forced by their desires to come to grips with turbulent emotions. What happens to them when they confront these emotions together reveals their ability to be honest with themselves and to be unafraid of their own inner feelings.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Clare Warren glanced at her body in the bathroom mirror as she climbed out of the shower and reached for a towel. The mother of two teenagers, she was reassured by the mirror that she still looked at least ten years younger than her age.
Thank God, she thought as she gently blotted her delicate skin dry. Her thick dark hair was pinned on top of her head. She loosened the pins and it tumbled down around her creamy white shoulders.
She moistened her lips and narrowed her eyes. Her figure hadn't changed in years. Big busted and tall, she didn't have an extra ounce of fat anywhere. Regular exercise took care of that.
Now she sucked in her breath and wondered if her tits were starting to sag. She touched her nipples, decided she was worrying for nothing and glanced down at her thighs.
They were full and firm, without a trace of a ripple. She silently congratulated herself for staying in shape. Her children had been big babies and she'd nursed them too. Fortunately her body looked like a girl's. Quite as good as her daughter, Vicky's.
She tossed the towel onto a rack and placed her hands on her hips. She gazed at the thick forest of hair between her thighs and wondered if all women were jealous of their daughters and doted on their sons.
"You almost through in there?" Harry called out.
"In a minute," she replied.
Harry was waiting for her in the bedroom. In approximately ten minutes his hard cock would be ripping into her. Even though their sex life had become boring, she looked forward to it. Bad sex was better than no sex at all.
Sometimes she thought Harry was bored with her too, but they never discussed it. Talking about sex embarrassed both of them. Kids nowadays talked about nothing else. Another part of the generation gap, she thought.
She reached for a bottle of perfume, dabbed it over her tits and pussy-muff and between her legs. Then she slipped into a sexy black nightgown, brushed her hair and switched off the light.
"You sure look pretty, hon," Harry yawned when she entered the bedroom. "New nightgown?"
"Yes. I thought it might turn you on." She climbed into bed next to him.
"You turn me on with nothing on," he said, stilling another yawn.
Clare pushed the covers back, expecting to find Harry's cock half-stiff. She didn't bother hiding her disappointment. His cock was limp.
"It looks like it's going to be a full-time job tonight," she said, crawling down and planting a kiss on his belly.
"If you wanna get laid you better go to work."
"You used to walk around with a hard-on all the time."
"And I used to be twenty, too."
She pouted, still resting her cheek on his belly. "Some men masturbate until they're hard. How come you never masturbate?"
"That's what I've got you for."
"But I could masturbate too. There's a woman on television, she gives sex advice, she says people, especially married couples, ought to masturbate together instead of fucking sometimes."
"She's crazy." He wriggled his ass. "Come on. Get it in your mouth, hon."
She took his limp prick in her hand and moved the loose folds of skin up and down. His cockhead bloated up when she squeezed the base of his shaft. It was exciting to watch his cock come to life.
"Lick it, hon," Harry yawned.
"In a minute."
"Come on. I've got to get to sleep. I'm bushed."
"Maybe we ought to put this off until tomorrow if you're that tired."
He shoved his ass up off the bed. "I'll never be able to sleep without getting laid. Come on. You're my sleeping pill, aren't you?"
"You know I hate when you say that."
"I'm just kidding, hon."
"Even kidding. It's not funny."
"If you don't take it in your mouth, I'll jerk off."
"Oh, okay." Lowering her head, she brought her moist lips down to his prick and kissed the tip.
"That's good."
She worked her tongue over his cockhead and poked her tongue-tip into his piss-slit.
"I'm horny, honey," she said, opening her mouth and wrapping her lips around his entire cockhead.
He thrust his legs straight out. "I'll fuck you. Don't I always?"
For about thirty seconds! the horny wife thought bitterly.
Out loud, she said, "Yes, you always fuck me, I'll give you that. Just about every night, like clockwork."
"What's the matter? Getting bored with the same old boner?"
"No," she lied. "It's just that it might be fun to try something new."
"Fuck something new. That's for kids. We're the older generation. Come on. Suck it good so we can get the show on the road."
"How romantic." His offhand manner was definitely turning her off.
His cock slowly hardened. Soon she was able to slide her lips up and down from the flared rim to his cockbase. When his cockhead jabbed the back of her throat, she swallowed around it and hummed a little tune.
"That feels good, hon. I always did like a little vocal-chord action on my cock."
"Are you going to eat me tonight?"
He ran his fingers through her hair. "Do you want me to?"
"Sure. I always want you to."
He tightened his grip on her hair. "We'll see."
"I want you to go down on me tonight," she said, between sucks.
"I said I'd see. Take the whole thing in your mouth."
She was annoyed at him, but she never could resist a nice big cock. The more vigorously she sucked, the harder his cock became. She loved cocksucking. Why couldn't he enjoy eating her half as much?
She continued sucking and pumping, sucking and pumping. She bathed his cockhead with saliva and licked it up hungrily only to bathe it again.
"Maybe I'll come in your mouth, hon," Harry said.
"You do and I'll sock you."
"Okay, okay, don't worry. Just keep sucking."
He thrust his ass up, trying to force her to deep-throat him. Her pussy-juices flowed. She felt hot now. Hot and eager for fucking.
"Your cock is good and hard," she said, spitting his prick out and crawling into his arms. "Kiss my tits."
He swiped his lips over her tits and rolled over. "I'm climbing aboard, hon."
"Not yet!" She didn't attempt to hide her exasperation. "I need some foreplay first."
"Fuck foreplay. The only foreplay you need you just got."
"Listen, I love you, but I need more." She kissed him, but he pushed her away.
"I love you too and I wanna fuck you, so spread your legs and let's go."
"At least play with my pussy for a while."
"Play with it? It's wet. What else do you want?"
"Please! Just rub my clit a little!"
"No." He shoved her nightgown up to her waist. "I'm ready. If we don't fuck now I'm gonna go to sleep."
She knew he meant it. He always got his way in the end anyway. She obediently stretched out with her legs wide-spread. He crouched between them, his cock in his fist.
"Okay, put it in," she said.
"Here goes, hon." He nudged his cockhead against her pussy. "I'm really gonna drop a load tonight."
What am I to him? she thought bitterly. Some kind of dumping ground for his come?
He roughly grabbed hold of her ass and began thrusting into her.
"Come on, fuck," he said. "Shake that ass."
She tried hiding her anger by moaning and rolling her head from side to side. She pushed her cunt back at his surging cock and wrapped her legs around his waist.
"I'm so hot!" she cried. "I'm so hot and horny!"
As usual, she began enjoying herself. His cock felt good slashing into her. If only he kept it up long enough for her to come. If only he gave her time.
"Good fuck, hon," he said. "Fantastic!"
"Don't stop! Keep fucking me!"
"Gonna come soon. Can't hold it back. Get ready, hon. Gonna come in a minute."
Fifteen minutes later he was breathing regularly and Clare rose up from the bed. As she tied her robe, she swore under her breath.
In the kitchen, she poured herself some wine and followed that with a cup of hot tea. She was too wide-awake to sleep, so she took her tea to the den where she planned to watch the late movie.
Still keyed-up, she found it difficult to concentrate on the film. The wetness between her legs was a constant reminder that Harry had gone to sleep and left her unfulfilled.
She scratched her cunt, and when the itching increased she moved her hand between her legs and touched herself. She trembled all over. I'm too horny to sleep, she though, fingering her cunt-hole.
She was not alone. There were others in the house not sleeping.
While Clare was jerking off downstairs, her children were locked in a tight embrace in Vicky's room.
"I thought they'd never go to sleep," Dean said, kissing his sister hard and slipping his tongue into her mouth.
Vicky felt for his cock. "I've been so horny all day. I couldn't even concentrate, I wanted to get laid so bad."
"Your skin's so soft, Sis. That feels good. You give a swell hand-job."
"I don't have to do much to get your cock hard. You walk around with a hard-on most of the time.
"And you love it."
"Mmmmmm, I do love it, brother, dear. When did you jerk off last?"
"This morning."
"Well, your balls are full again."
"Wanna drink my come?"
"No, I want it in my pussy. You know I love when you come inside me."
"Better be careful you don't rub it too hard.
You're liable to bring me off."
She stopped pumping his cock. Stretching out on her back, the big-busted teenager spread her legs wide. "I'm ready whenever you are. You can fuck me whenever you're ready."
"You're sure a hot broad!"
He mounted her and positioned his prick at the mouth of her adolescent slit.
Vicky made a grab for his prick. "Let me put it in."
Her brother smirked. "Think it'll fit? It's pretty big. You said so yourself."
"It'll fit, smarty. It always does, ever since the first time we fucked."
"You started it. You were the one who started the whole thing."
"Mom would never believe it. She thinks I'm such a pure little thing."
"It's going in. Can you feel it?"
"Of course. Wait a minute. I want to bring my legs up and tilt my ass like this. "Mmmmm, yeah! Now put the rest of it in!"
With her pert ass raised up and her legs draped over his shoulders, Dean was able to penetrate her deeply. He settled down for a long fuck. He was well-hung with a nice set of balls is that held a constant supply of jism.
"Here I come, Sis," he said, slamming his cock into her.
"Give it to me!" his sister cried excitedly. "Bury it all the way up my pussy!"
Eager to please, he knocked the breath out of her with every stroke.
"Jesus, you're hot tonight," he said, ramming into her still-tight cunt.
Her pussy was a furnace of hot desire. Her tits bounced wildly and she pinched her nipples for added excitement.
"I love it," she said, wrapping her long legs around his back. "I love fucking better than anything."
"Me too!"
The teenage boy reared back and banged into her. Soon the tingle in her pussy became a wild craving. She humped back at him, matching him stroke for stroke.
"Fuck me!" she hissed, pulling his face down and kissing him.
He broke the kiss and began sucking her tits. He had enjoyed sucking her tits and fingerfucking her for years. It was just in the past year that she had shown any interest in going all the way. Prior to that she had given him hand-jobs, but nothing more.
Now the boy was growing more aroused by the minute. Her cunt felt like a tight rubber glove around his cock. He was dying to come, but the longer he waited, the better his orgasm would be. So he continued slamming into her and nibbling on her tits.
Suddenly she slipped away, expelling his prick and rolling onto her belly.
"Put it in again!" she said, prying her asscheeks open.
He misunderstood her. Without thinking of the consequences, he buried his prick to the hilt in her shitter. She yelled, but then pressed her face into the pillow so she wouldn't be heard.
"Ouch!" she whispered loudly. "Why didn't you grease me up?"
"I thought you wanted it in your ass."
"Okay, it's okay now."
She clawed at the sheet. When the pain subsided, she was able to enjoy the special assfuck feeling.
"Now your pussy again," Dean said, pulling out of her ass and slamming into her cunt. "I was just beginning to enjoy it."
"I'll put it in your ass again."
The horny teenage girl trembled all over as she approached the apex of pleasure.
"I'm rubbing herself. I'm masturbating, only you can't see. I'm rubbing my clit real hard. You don't know how good it feels when you're fucking me and I'm rubbing myself."
"I've got a pretty good idea."
"Bang me real hard! Bang me good!"
After they came, he brought his lips down on hers and they started all over again. "Suck my cock and make it hard again."
"But it was just in my asshole."
"It's your asshole. You mean to tell me you won't suck my cock because it was in your own shitter?"
Silence. "Maybe I am being silly."
"Fucking right, you are!"
"Let me up a minute. I've got to pee."
"I'll come with you."
"We better be quiet so the folks don't hear us."
"They're probably out like a light. Did you hear them getting it on before?"
"I wonder when people finally hang it up. The folks still do it just about every night. I think it's gross."
"I don't. Mom's real dishy. If I was older, I wouldn't mind fucking her myself."
"She's your mother, creep."
He flushed as he raised the toilet seat and let loose with a splash of piss. "I said if I was older."
"You jerk," Vicky sniffed, hoisting herself onto the edge of the sink and watching her brother's piss spill into the toilet bowl.
"No matter how you shake and dance...."
"The last few drops go down your pants."
"Lick it off."
"It's pissy."
"My piss tastes sweet."
"You're crazy."
"Shit, you're really doing it. I don't fucking believe it!"
"Shut up and concentrate on getting hard again. I really want another fuck before I go to sleep."
CHAPTER TWO
"Come on, pretty girl," Bill Warren pleaded as he sped down the freeway. "We'll be driving all night and it'll help pass the time. Just take my cock out and play with it a little. Later we'll pull over and I'll make your pussy sing."
"Do you think we should?" Laura, Bill's bride of two days, giggled. "Someone might see us."
"Hey, baby, let them look. They'll just get jealous because I've got the prettiest wife in the state."
"Oh, Bill!"
The newlyweds had only known each other a few weeks. Bill had fallen in love with the sexy blonde at first sight and Laura was overwhelmed by Bill's macho good looks and aggressiveness.
Now they were on their way to Harry and Clare's. Bill was anxious to show off his prize to his brother and sister-in-law. Besides, he was broke.
Laura's pussy grew hotter and wetter as she stroked her new husband's crotch. He was so sexy and horny. Such a wonderful lover. No one had ever made her feel this way before.
"Go on, baby," he said now. "Take it out and make it wail."
Laura was sexy-looking on the outside, but she had a trusting, child-like nature. "Do you really think we ought to? What if a cop comes by and sees us?"
"At this time of day? You worry too much, babe. You've got me now. You never have to bug yourself about shit like that. Take it out, baby. Unless, that is, you're already bored with it."
"Oh, Bill!" The big-titted blonde began tugging at his zipper. "I'll never get tired of it and you know it. I never knew sex could be so good. Oh, Bill, you really know what turns me on."
"You too, baby. Jesus, it's already half hard. Damn, you just touch it and it turns to steel."
"And my pussy is wet all the time lately. Ever since I met you my panties are just soaked."
"Stop wearing them. Let it drip down your thighs. I'll lick it off for you."
"You're terrible. I never knew anybody who talked liked you. You're so wild and funny. I love you so."
"And I love you, babe. Come on, make it sing. Move just the skin. Yeah, like that. But don't shoot the gun. When we pull over, I'm gonna make my bride happy."
"I'm always happy since I met you, honey."
"Yeah, me too. It was fate, is all. The minute I saw you at the disco, I told myself, that's the girl for me."
"I hope your brother likes me. Are you sure it'll be okay, us just dropping in on them and all?"
"Hell, yes. Harry's almost like a father to me. And Clare's all right. You'll like her. She's a foxy lady. They'll love you, babe. All of them.
The kids too. Of course, I haven't seen the kids in a couple of years. They're growing up now. But they'll love you too. How many teenage kids have a brand new aunt that looks like you?"
Laura clutched his prick and beamed. She kissed his cheek. "I can't wait to meet your family. I love them already because they're part of you. I'm just so nervous."
"Easy, bride," Bill said as she began jerking on his prick. "Just the skin, like I said. And my balls. Don't forget my balls."
"I never knew men liked their balls played with."
"You never knew a real man before."
Laura sighed deeply. "I wish I'd been a virgin when we met."
"Hey, baby, no regrets. You were a virgin as far as I'm concerned. No one ever made you come before. That's good enough for me."
"I used to worry that there was something wrong with me. That I was frigid." She squeezed his prick happily. "Now I know it wasn't me. It was just the men I slept with. They didn't know how to turn me on."
"You never have to worry about that again, babe. Keep my friend there happy and he'll keep you happy. Gimme a kiss. Not too hard or I'll go off the road. Gimme a little tongue. Yeah, man, it'd sure feel good if you got down on the floor and sucked it."
"Oh, Bill, I couldn't!"
Blood coursed through Bill's prick as the young bride fondled his thick cockshaft. She wrapped her fingers around it and pumped gently.
"That's good. Yeah, nice. Why not? Afraid someone'll see us?"
"Yes. I'd be so embarrassed. Oh, honey, it's getting so big and hard. I can't wait until we fuck."
"Hey, watch it!" His knuckles turned white as he clutched the steering wheel.
"I'm sorry. I just get so carried away sometimes."
Laura felt her pussy throb and ache. The bigger Bill's cock grew, the hornier she became. She inched closer to him on the seat and stared out the window. She worked her hand up and down his prick and felt the moisture at the tip.
"How about it, hon?" he said.
"Am I doing it okay?"
"Sure, terrific. But how about getting down and really doing a job?"
"Oh, honey, I just can't. At least not now while it's still light out. Later, maybe, when it's dark."
"By then my balls are gonna turn blue."
"Do they hurt now?" Her voice was anxious. She truly believed a man felt great pain when his sexual needs were thwarted.
"Not real bad, hon, but it won't be long. I can always tell when the bad pain's gonna start. But if you really don't want to...."
She glanced around nervously at the passing cars. "Oh, honey, I'd do anything for you. You know that."
Bill sighed deeply. "Yeah, that's what you say."
"You don't doubt my love for you?"
"Not if you suck it, babe."
Laura hesitated. She loved him so. She wanted to please him, to spend the rest of her life making him happy. And was it really so much to ask? All she had to do was drop to the floor and take his cock into her mouth. She loved sucking his prick. And what did it matter if someone saw her? Like Bill said, they'd never see those people again, anyway.
"Okay," she whispered shyly. "I'll do it."
"Good girl. You don't even have to get on the floor. Just lie down sort of, yeah, like that with your feet down. You can reach it now if you just stick your head under here."
It wasn't very comfortable for the young blonde, but if it made Bill happy the discomfort didn't bother her. She managed to worm her head onto his lap and swipe her tongue over his cockhead.
"Pretty girl, have I told you lately I love you?" Bill smirked.
"Now don't run the car off the road, darling."
"You worry about giving me a good blowjob and I'll worry about the important stuff like getting us there in one piece."
"Oh, honey, I love you so." Tears of happiness filled Laura's eyes as she wrapped her moist lips around the head of his cock.
"Yeah, me too, hon."
Bill glanced down at his wife's head. Her thick blonde hair spilled over his lap. What a dish! What a pair of tits! He couldn't wait to see Harry's face when they walked into the house. Old Harry'd get a hard-on just looking at Laura sashay up the stairs.
Laura was doing her best to please her new husband at the expense of her own comfort. She tried to get more comfortable, but every time she moved, the steering wheel hit her in the head.
When Bill moved his hand to her ass, she sighed happily. She was wearing tight jeans and he ran his hand up and down the split of her ass.
"I feel my pussy getting wet," she murmured, flicking her tongue around and around the flared rim of his cockhead.
"You just wait until I stick it to you, baby. I'll make you come until you beg for mercy."
"Never. I love it so much. I never get tired of coming."
"Just remember it was me who brought you off. Me, your husband, Bill Warren."
"Oh, darling, as if I could ever forget."
"Just making sure." He patted her ass and moved his hand to her head. "Now my balls. Lick my balls, honey. Yeah, that's nice. Get them good and wet and take a few hairs between your teeth. Now bite down on them. Good? It sure feels good from this end."
As the sun went down, Laura became bolder.
Bill's cock was very rigid and she began sliding her lips all the way down to his cock-root and taking it into her throat.
She had always loved sex, but Bill had brought her the ultimate pleasure. She would spend the rest of her life making him happy. He was the man who made her come. Nothing else really mattered.
She was still sucking his cock when darkness set in. "Take your jeans off so I can finger-fuck you," Bill said.
"Here? In the car?"
"Yes, here in the car," he mimicked. "Come on. You're a married woman now. Stop acting like a baby."
"Yes, honey," she said meekly, sitting up and wiggling out of her tight blue jeans.
When she was naked from the waist down, she continued sucking his prick. Now while she swabbed her tongue all over his prick he moved his fingers around her slick cunt.
"Mmmmm, I love that," she gurgled, her tongue lapping nonstop over his prick.
"Attagirl," he said, forcing his thick index finger into her pussy.
She wriggled her ass and slid her lips halfway down his fuckpole. She sighed happily. How lucky she was! What a wonderful life she had!
He continued finger-fucking her as she blew him. He slowed down when she took his prick all the way into her throat. How much stimulation could a guy take?
"I'm thinking I might give you a mouthful," he said.
"Would you? Oh, honey, I'd love it."
"I'm thinking." As he clutched the steering wheel with one hand and fingered her pussy with the other, he debated whether or not to shoot off in her mouth.
On the one hand he hated to waste a perfectly good hard-on. There was nothing as sweet as fucking a nice tight cunt like Laura's. On the other hand her mouth sure made his balls sing. What a dilemma!
"I'm afraid I might crack the car up if I come in your mouth."
"You could pull over and we could come together."
"You're that close, huh?"
She smiled shyly. "I get crazy, the way you touch me. What's the matter?"
"Aw shit!"
He stepped on the brake and placed both hands on the steering wheel. It was too late. He was already coming.
He grunted loudly when the first thick jet of jism splashed into Laura's hungry sucking mouth. His cock jerked and bucked wildly. She raced her lips up and down his spurting prickshaft and managed to take the first few spurts of fuck-glue into her mouth without choking.
"It's okay, baby, it's okay," she murmured between sucks.
His cock swelled up again as she struggled to swallow the next few spurts. At one point she gagged, but then breathed deeply through her nose and continued sucking.
"Aw, shit, now we won't be able to fuck for a while." Bill picked up speed as his orgasm tapered off.
"Honey, it's still hard."
He chuckled as he returned his finger to her pussy. "How's your little hot cunt?"
"Real hot, baby."
"Think you can come with my finger?"
"I know I can."
"How about a little finger-fuck and a little clit diddle?"
"Mmmmmm, you sure know how to light my fire."
"You betcha, baby. I know what makes my little wife's pussy wail."
She flicked her tongue over her lips, suddenly aware that a dribble of jism was running down her chin. She licked it up lovingly, not willing to waste a drop of the precious love-cream.
Bill thrust his finger in and out of her wildly excited cunt. At the same time he used his thumb to manipulate her clit. She continued sucking his prick and the combination of sensations soon had her over the edge.
Not long after that they stopped for a quick bite to eat. Laura used the toilet, fixing her makeup and brushing her waist-length blonde hair. When they returned to the car, they drove for a few miles and then pulled off the road to sleep.
"I sure wish we could afford a room," Bill said. "Once I get on my feet, it'll be first class all the way, babe."
"As long as we're together, I don't need anything else."
They climbed into the back seat and managed to stretch out side by side. Bill held her so close she could feel his heart beat against her chest.
"Tomorrow at this time we'll be at your brother's," she said as he pressed his lips to hers.
"You'll be crazy about Harry and Clare. And they'll love you."
"I hope so. Ooohhhh, you naughty boy. What are you doing now?"
"Making love to my bride. What's the matter? Don't you like when I feel you up?"
"You know I love it. Oh, honey, you're sucking my titties."
"What tits, babe!" Bill fastened his lips to one giant pink nipple and sucked hard. "Harry's gonna cream his jeans when he sees you."
"You're turning me on all over again."
"I'm gonna do that for the next fifty years, babe."
"Oh, Bill, I love you."
"What tits!" He bit down on one nipple and pinched the other. "What an ass!"
"Are we gonna fuck now?"
"You bet, honey. I'll never sleep until I punch it to you."
"Me neither."
"Let's just take your jeans down and your panties too. Why the hell do you wear panties anyway? I'm gonna keep ripping them off."
"I could come right now."
When he hauled his cock out and pressed it against her slick cunt, she sighed deeply. She never dreamed it could be so good. And to think she and Bill were together for life. Just the two of them. Fucking for the next fifty years. What a lucky girl she was!
He rolled on top of her and poked his cock against her gaping pussy-lips. Laura closed her eyes and waited. She loved the moment of penetration. She loved to feel Bill's cock slowly parting her cuntlips and inching deeper and deeper inside her body.
"Put it in me!" she hissed. "Quick. Put the whole thing in me!"
"Oh, baby, will I!"
The horny blonde was panting with desire. She kept her eyes tightly shut as Bill pushed in.
"Aaahhhh!" she cried as his stiff cock entered her. A thrill of sheer raw pleasure engulfed her.
"Oh baby, so sweet," Bill said, his cock buried all the way inside her tight pussy.
He fucked in and out of her creaming pussyslit steadily. She jerked her hips and fucked back. She raised one leg up and wrapped the other around his waist. The slap slap slap of his balls on her ass was music to her ears.
"Oh, baby, what a sweet cunt you are!" Bill hissed, filling his mouth with one of her tits.
"Honey, I'm almost there," she cried, wriggling her ass wildly. "Oh, baby, I'm coming! Baby! Baby, I'm coming! Coming! Oh, Bill, hold me!"
CHAPTER THREE
Clare never consciously planned on having an affair. She had been raised to get married, stay married and remain faithful. And if things weren't always rosy, well, a woman was supposed to grin and bear it. It was God's plan, according to Clare's mother. And God's plan wasn't to be tampered with.
When Bill arrived with his new wife, all the Warrens were happy to see them. The kids adored their uncle and were awed by their beautiful new aunt. Harry seemed dazzled by the lovely blonde Laura, and even Clare liked the girl. She was so damn sweet, it was hard to dislike her.
Bill had to find a job and get established in town, and Harry assured his brother he had a home as long as he needed one. So the weeks went by and turned into months. After a year, Bill and Laura were part of the family. Clare would have missed them had they moved out.
Meanwhile Clare watched her brother-in-law and his young wife gaze at each other adoringly and tried to hide her jealousy. She tried not to notice the way Harry mooned after the girl. Even Dean, seventeen now, and strutting around in skin-tight jeans, tripped over himself when Laura was around.
Young Vicky took to copying the way Laura dressed and wore her hair. The two were always going off somewhere, giggling and talking. Clare was jealous of their relationship and wished she had the same kind of friendship with her daughter.
Eventually Bill found a job, but one day when Clare was home alone he returned to the house unexpectedly.
"Hi, sister-in-law," he grinned, kissing her on the cheek.
"Don't tell me," she said. "You didn't quit you job, did you?"
He frowned. "Got some coffee?"
"You quit your job."
"I had to. The boss is an asshole. Come on, Sis, how about pouring a cup of coffee for a guy?"
He sat down at the kitchen table and began cracking one joke after the other. In no time Clare was giggling.
"You'll find another job," she said. "Anyway, I wish you could stay with us forever. It's been great having you and Laura here."
"She's a nice kid, isn't she?"
Clare forced herself to smile. "Yes, she's very sweet."
Bill sipped his coffee and pushed his chair back. "She's a doll, but sometimes I wish she was a little more like you."
Clare's heart skipped a beat. "Like me? Why like me?"
He moved his chair around and faced her. Clare was wearing a shortie robe and when she crossed her legs the hem rode up. She found herself deliberately exposing her thighs.
"Because you're all woman, Sis. You always were. I remember when Harry married you. I thought he was the luckiest guy in the world."
It was then that Clare decided she wanted to go to bed with him. Why not? He was telling her how much he liked her. He didn't strike her as the sort of man who would ever be completely faithful to his wife. Anyway, she didn't owe Laura anything.
She crossed her legs again and revealed more of her thighs. "I wish you'd tell Harry that," she said in a soft voice.
Bill took her hand. "Are you two having problems?"
Clare lowered her lashes. "I can't lie to you. Our marriage has become boring."
"So that's it. I thought something was going on. Does Harry have someone else?"
"I don't think so. It isn't that. I don't know, maybe he does."
Silence.
"Maybe you have someone else. You don't have to be embarrassed. I'd understand, Sis. They don't call me Wild Bill for nothing."
"I don't have anyone else, but not because I don't want to," she blurted out. "Oh, God, how could I say that to Harry's brother?"
"Because we're good friends. Why else would I bring my bride here? Hey, kiddo, this is Billy boy. You can tell me anything. I'm shockproof."
"Oh Bill." The words poured out. "I'm so bored, I think I might go crazy one day."
"You mean you're horny, don't you?"
"Horny? You always did put your finger right on things." She was becoming very excited.
"Give me your hand."
"What?" Her heart pounded and her head throbbed.
"I said, give me your hand."
"Uh, okay."
"That's better. I can feel your pulse right here. It's racing."
"I can't imagine why."
"No? I wonder."
She tried taking her hand from his, but he held it tightly.
"Oh, Bill, I didn't mean to burden you with my troubles. And you married barely a year. Why, you and Laura must still go at it every night."
"Yeah, we still do it a lot, but like everything, sex with one girl becomes a drag after a while."
"But Laura adores you. You can see it in her eyes."
He grinned. "Yeah, she does, doesn't she? And I dig her too, but man, she's a drag sometimes. Like I said, I wish she was a little more like you. She's a sweetheart, but she could use a little of your oomph."
"What a funny word." Clare licked her lips. She could barely contain her excitement.
Bill pushed his chair back and glanced down at his crotch. At that exact moment Clare glanced down too. When their eyes met, they laughed.
"Do you see what I see?" Bill said. His prick throbbed inside his tight jeans.
Clare took a deep breath. It was happening. He wanted her! "I guess you wish Laura was home."
"Did I say that?" He winked.
She read naked lust in his eyes and knew it wasn't her imagination. He wanted her. He'd been trying to seduce her all along.
"Touch me," she breathed.
Without changing expression he placed his hand on her thigh. "Like this?"
"Yes." Her voice faltered and she cleared her throat. "Inside my robe." She uncrossed her legs. "If you want to, that is."
"You know I want to." He wedged his hand inside her warm soft thighs.
"Oh, Bill, we shouldn't!"
"Why not? Damn it, you're beautiful." He pushed her thighs apart and exposed her panties.
"I don't know why not. I really don't."
"You're so beautiful, Sis." His voice was husky with emotion. "I swear, you're like fine wine. You get better with the years."
He began touching her. She flinched. "I won't be able to resist if you keep doing that."
"Don't resist and I won't either. I need you, Sis. I really do."
"But you've got Laura. And she's so young and sexy."
"She's okay, but she's not like you. No one I ever met is like you."
He gazed at the crotch of her panties. Tendrils of cunt-hair escaped from the sides. His cock twitched at the sight.
In truth he was getting bored with Laura and he'd always been hot for Clare. He wanted to get into Vicky's pants too, but she was still a kid. Clare was asking for it and she sure as hell needed it, so what was the harm? Besides, if he kept Clare serviced, he and Laura would always have a place to stay.
"Let's get in bed," he murmured now. "Who are we kidding? That's what we both want."
"We shouldn't." Clare felt deliriously wicked. "Should I take my panties off?"
"Yeah, sure." he grinned. "Need some help?"
She nodded happily, face flushed and eyes bright. "I haven't felt so excited in years." She pulled her panties down. When they reached her knees, Bill stopped her and drew them down her legs.
"I've always preferred my cunt-muffs dark and thick."
"But you married a blonde." Clare's voice quavered.
Bill tossed her panties onto the floor. "Yeah, but this is what I really dig."
He gazed hotly at her pussy-slit. Clare spread her legs a little more.
"God, the way you're looking at me!"
After that they went upstairs and climbed into bed. Clare lay back, robe open and cunt fully exposed. Bill seemed to be fascinated by he pussy. He insisted on examining it minutely before he undressed.
"Goddam, you're gorgeous!" he muttered.
Clare, exited beyond her wildest dreams, rested her legs on his shoulders. "You're not only much younger than me, but you're my brother-in-law."
He grabbed hold of her ass and squeezed it, bringing his face closer to her pussy. "Yeah, I guess it's incest."
"Oh, Lord, I want you so badly."
"Me too. Jesus, you even smell delicious."
"Eat me, please. Please, eat me!"
He pressed his lips against her cunt and brought a ragged moan from her lips. "Tastes delicious, too," he said.
"More. Oh, God, more!" She knew she was begging, but he seemed eager to comply.
"You just relax. Billy's here. I'm going to eat you so good you won't know what hit you."
And he dug in.
He nuzzled his face between her wide-spread legs. He licked the hairy outer lips of her pussy and the inner petal-like folds.
Clare sighed deeply. "Oh! Oh! I don't know when I've been so excited!"
"Feel my tongue here? And here?"
"Yes. Stick it into my pussy. Lick my clit. I want your tongue everywhere."
He stiffened his tongue and forced the tip inside her cunt-hole. He slurped up her pussyjuices and sucked on her clit. Then he poked his tongue more deeply into her slick cunt crack.
"Yes! Yes!" Her hips and ass writhed wildly.
He licked her clit tirelessly. She swung her ass around in a circular motion. "Ooohhh, you're licking me so good, Bill. I don't know when I've been licked so good."
"This is just the beginning, baby. I'm going to fuck your brains out when I'm done licking you!"
"Will you? Will you honestly? Ooohhh, I want you to!"
He continued licking her for a while. She became a mindless mass of excited nerve endings and hot desire. When he lifted his head, his face was wet with her juices and his eyes were glazed.
"I'm gonna bang you now," he said, wiping his face on the sheet and beginning to strip.
"Your prick. Let me have your prick."
He grinned. "Hey, I like that. I like the way you beg for it." He hauled his prick out and held it in his fist. "You like?" She nodded eagerly. He snickered. "You're gonna get it too."
"I love it. I want it in me. Oh, Bill, don't make me wait!"
His cock stood up, stiff and hard and velvety looking. As she gazed at it, her mouth watered and her pussy lubricated. She had to have it.
When he sat down on the bed, she fell forward, grabbed his prick and fastened her lips to the tip. She sucked his cockhead into her mouth and rubbed the underside with her lower Up.
"Jesus, Sis, you're really hot for it," he said as she drew the juice from his cock-tip. "Well, you can have it, babes. You can take the first load in your mouth if you want."
Clare nodded, eyes wide with arousal. His cock twitched and jerked in her mouth. She struggled to keep her lips fastened around the width of his cockshaft. And then he came and his hot come splashed into her mouth and cascaded down her throat.
She swallowed it down happily. Some of it escaped her lips and dribbled down to her tits. She kept sucking, but now she massaged his jism into her tits too. It had been years since she'd enjoyed a mouthful of jism so much.
When he stopped coming, he stretched out and relaxed. "Just keep sucking, babe. I'm having a hell of a time."
The horny housewife would have done anything for him at that moment. His cock was what she craved.
"Don't ever leave me," she whispered, her big tits heaving.
"I'm happy here, Sis. So's Laura."
"We'll do this all the time, won't we? We'll keep on doing this?"
"If you keep sucking my cock that good, hell, why not?"
"I'll do it again. I'll blow you again, right now. Okay? I'll do it again now!"
Bill yawned and glanced at his watch. "Hell, why not? It's one way to pass the time." He grinned. "Get over here. Let me have a taste of those gorgeous tits."
Clare giggled like a teenager as she crawled over and let her tits drop over his face. He sucked one rosy nipple into his mouth and rubbed both tits over his eyes.
"Back to work, woman," he said, releasing her.
She quickly dove down and began sucking his cock again. She caressed his balls and his asshole while she took most of his semi-limp prick into her mouth. When she pressed down lightly on his asshole, he groaned.
"Do you take it in the ass?" he said.
"Not for years, but I love it. Harry's a drag. He's not much interested in anything but straight sex."
"Poor baby. Well, now you've got me. I'll take care of your sweet cunt and your asshole too!"
She smacked her lips around his prick. "Oh, darling, it's going to be wonderful."
In a matter of minutes his cock became hard again. She continued sliding her lips from the tip to the base, but now she did it quickly to keep from gagging.
When she momentarily released his prick, it stood up by itself, wet with her saliva and pulsing with excitement.
Bill was grunting and grimacing. "Do you wanna get on top?"
"Shall I?"
When he nodded, she squatted down over him and quickly took his big fuckrod into her overheated pussy. When she sank down, his hairy balls tickled her ass. His cock seemed to reach all the way up her belly to her throat.
"I'm almost there," she said, fucking up and down, tits bouncing and hair flying wildly.
Bill reached up and grabbed her tits. "Ride 'em, cowgirl," he chuckled. "Go for the gold!"
She fucked faster now, desperate to reach climax. His cock soared into her, setting off electric charges in her pussy and giving her clit the maximum stimulation.
She cried out hoarsely as she came and her cunt spasmed convulsively around Bill's prick. He stayed hard until she came a second time and then he sent a geyser of jism into her depths.
"Wow!" he said when it was all over.
"Bill, you don't know how much I needed that."
He smiled smugly as he cradled her in his arms. He and Laura would have a home for life now. And Clare was a hell of a fuck too! No sweat.
CHAPTER FOUR
Harry was feeling good as he turned into the driveway of his house. It was early, only three o'clock. His boss had given him the afternoon off and he was eager to get home and maybe catch Laura alone.
Laura. Just the sound made his balls ache. What a dish! Leave it to Bill to catch himself a filly like Laura:
If only Clare's out, he thought as he slammed the car door. She usually ran around all day, spending his money and wasting time.
Don't be there, Clare, he thought as he entered the house.
She wasn't, but Laura wasn't there either. No one was home. He fixed himself a drink and took it into the living room. Damn it, where did Laura go?
He had no concrete plan if by chance he ever got Laura alone, but he had to do something. She was driving him crazy with her big tits and her wild ass. If he didn't get into her pants soon, he'd lose his mind.
Fucking Clare the night before hadn't helped his mood. Clare was getting to be a ball-breaker. Bill was a lucky dude. Laura was so gentle and sweet. So eager to please, and so passive.
Harry was deep in thought when the front door opened and Laura entered the house. She smiled when she saw Harry sitting in the living room.
"Harry? What are you doing home?"
"Come over here and give your brother-in-law a big kiss."
The luscious blonde sashayed across the room and planted a kiss on his forehead. "Did your boss let you leave work early?"
Her voice sent goose bumps down his spine.
"Yeah." He squeezed her hand. "Sit down. Want a drink? I'll fix it for you. Talk to me, honey. What have you been doing?"
Always trusting, Laura accepted a drink and snuggled close to Harry on the sofa.
"I guess no one else is home," she said. "Goodie. Now I get to have you all to myself."
The hint of intimacy in her voice made Harry's blood race. "Yeah, I guess so. That means it's just you and me. Give you any ideas, baby?"
When Laura raised her eyebrows, he winked.
"Only kidding, honey."
"I know you are. I wonder where Bill went? I miss him when he's not around."
"Won't I do, hon? I know you're crazy about that brother of mine, but I could use a soft shoulder now and then too."
Laura gazed at him soulfully. "Well, you've got mine any time. Honest. It's all yours whenever you need it."
"You're a sweetheart." Harry patted her knee.
Laura suspected that Harry and Clare didn't get along too well. Anyway, she wanted to repay her husband's relative for his generous hospitality.
Now she smiled. "You just tell me what you want, Harry. Anything I can do?"
Suddenly Harry laughed. "You bet, sugar."
"What is it? Tell me this minute. I owe you so much. Whatever you want, I'll do it."
Harry stared at her intently. "You mean it, don't you?"
The naive blonde nodded. "I certainly do. I love you, Harry. I love all Bill's family, but especially you. Go on. You just tell me what you want."
Out of breath, she sat back and waited.
Harry casually dropped his arm around her shoulders. "You're gonna get in trouble some day with an offer like that."
"Get in trouble? With you? Oh, no. You're family. Nothing you could ask for would be too much."
The little sap! Harry thought. Aloud, he said, "I've been feeling sort of low lately." He lowered his eyes. "You might have noticed that Clare and I don't get along so well."
"I did notice, but I don't want to pry."
Harry's eyes never left Laura's chest. Her tits were so damn big. And her nipples. They poked a hole practically through her tee-shirt.
"Honey, you could really help," Harry whispered, touching Laura's cheek briefly.
Laura glanced down at her chest. She felt Harry's eyes boring into her tits. She didn't blame him. Men had always made a big thing of her body. If she turned Harry on, it was her fault, not his.
"It's me, isn't it?" she said, eyes downcast. "I know it is. It's the, uh, way I look. I ought to wear looser clothes so I don't, uh, you know, get so much attention, but Bill likes to see my, uh, you know, my figure."
She took a deep breath.
"If you like I'll go upstairs and change into something looser."
"Don't you dare, but you're right, hon. Seeing you, your tits, excuse me, but it's driving me crazy."
"Does it make your balls ache?"
"Huh?"
"I know all about it. Bill told me it runs in families." She blushed and hugged her arms around her tits. "If you don't want me to go up and change, what can I do?"
"Jesus Christ!"
"What did you say?"
"I said you're a doll, Laura. A living, breathing doll."
She was startled when he suddenly rose up from the sofa and pulled her up with him. He turned to her and grabbed her by the arms. He pulled her against him, bringing his lips to within an inch from hers.
"My balls are killing me," he said.
Her heart pounded. She had no choice but to help him. "It's my fault, Harry. I know how bad it gets. What are you going to do?"
"What can I do? I have no choice."
She was terrified, but terribly excited. Tears filled her eyes. She was torn between wanting to run away and wanting to he down and spread her legs. Bill hadn't been paying much attention to her lately.
"Go ahead," she whispered, tears running down her cheeks. "Go ahead and relieve yourself."
"Jesus Christ!" Harry began pawing at her clothes.
"Don't tear my shirt. Be careful. Bill mustn't know what we're doing."
"Don't worry. I'll buy you another one. I'll buy you a closetful of clothes. Jesus, let me see your tits. I've waited a year to get my hands on them."
"You won't hurt me, will you? You won't leave any marks for Bill to see?"
"No, kid, I'll be careful. I want to make love to you. I'll make you feel good too. I'll give you a good fuck. A hell of a good fuck!"
She stood before him trembling as he undressed her. She was soon naked except for her high heeled pumps and her panties. Her tits rose and fell as she fought back tears. She stood with her arms at her sides, submissive in body and spirit.
"I trust you, Harry," she whispered. "I know you'll give me a good fuck. You're Bill's brother and he fucks me so good. Or at least, he used to."
"Oh, baby, come here to daddy."
He grabbed her, one hand between her legs and the other squeezing her tits.
"Oh, yes, that's nice," she breathed. "I like being touched like that. Bill always does that too."
"Shut up about Bill!" When Harry saw her hurt expression, he kissed her. "I mean when you talk about Bill it makes my balls ache worse."
"I'm sorry."
He moved his finger-fucking hand to his nose and inhaled sharply.
"I've got to taste your pussy. It's sweet. So damn sweet." He sucked his fingers into his mouth. "Tastes sweet too. Better than candy."
She gazed at him intently, her huge blue eyes blazing. "My pussy's real wet, Harry. I think I got all turned-on just now."
"I'll take care of you, baby. I said I would and I meant it."
"I love sex," she said as he lowered her onto the sofa.
"I'll give you a good fuck, honey." He mounted her. "A real good fuck."
"Wait!"
Harry froze, his cock in his fist. "What?"
"Let me suck it first." He began thrusting again. "Yeah, sure, baby."
"Bill says I give a real good blowjob."
"I'll bet you do."
"I really love sucking cock." Laura's lips grazed Harry's swollen cockhead.
"Suck it as long as you want." He laced his fingers through her hair. "You just go on and suck it as long as your little heart desires."
"Can I drink your come?"
"We'll see. I want to try out that sweet little pussy of yours."
"Whatever you say, Harry. As long as your balls don't ache. I just can't stand to see you in pain."
Harry closed his eyes and breathed deeply. Laura's lips encircled his prick, moving downward with every luscious suck.
As she flicked her tongue down to his cockroot, she ran her fingernails over his cock-bush and stroked his hairy thighs. When she felt his balls, she knew there was a giant load of jism inside.
A soft whimper escaped her throat when he shoved his cock deep into her mouth. She quickly dragged her lips back to his cock-tip and clamped them around his cockhead.
"Wild mouth, honey," Harry said. "But I still want to try out your pussy, so don't make the gun go off."
"Whatever you say, Harry."
She gurgled around his prick when he imprisoned her head against him. She ground her nose into his bristly bush and inhaled his manly aroma.
"My balls," he groaned. "Don't forget to lick my balls."
"I love licking your balls. I won't forget them. Honest."
Each time he thrust in and forced his cock into the back of her throat, she pursed her lips around his cock root. Spasms of ecstasy ripped through her cunt. She had never been more turned-on.
"You better stop," he said. "I'm ready to shoot."
She spat his prick out and flicked her tongue around the flared rim. "I could suck your cock all night.
"I know, kid. Okay, take it in again, just once. Deep. Yeah, like that. Jesus, what a lucky stiff Bill is!"
The succulent blonde nuzzled his balls against her chin as she carefully licked all around his cockhead. She let the tip of her tongue dance up and down his cockshaft, careful now not to bring him off.
Suddenly he roared, sat up and pushed her down. He hovered over her, grabbing her perfectly formed ass with both hands and snaking his fingers into her deep delicious asscrack. He gazed hungrily at her pussy-slit and felt around her asshole. He wanted both holes and he meant to have them.
He rubbed his prick up and down her asscrack and into her pussy-hole. He wet it down with her slick juices and watched her pretty face as she moaned helplessly.
She was a hot one, all right. He entered her pussy quickly and her hot cunt convulsed around his dick. She was coming like a bunny, coming after one fucking stroke.
"Ooooohhhhh!" she whimpered, gyrating her ass wildly. "You're making me come so good, Harry!"
As much as she loved Bill, he had never fucked her this good. She had never come so effortlessly with him. Harry did things with his cock that made her greedy little cunt sing.
"You're a little sex-pot," Harry said, ramming into her pussy.
"I love it," she sighed happily. "I just love everything you're doing."
He still wanted to fuck her asshole, but wasn't sure if she'd let him. He decided not to ask. Without any warning, he pulled his cock out of her pussy and plunged it into her shitter.
"Oh, Harry!" she shrieked.
"It'll stop hurting in a minute."
"More, Harry. Give me all of it."
"You want the rest of it?" He shoved forward, forcing half his thick cock into her ass.
"My God, I love it!"
"What a sweet baby."
"More, Harry. Give me more. You're holding back on me. I can tell."
"Slowly, honey, so I don't hurt you."
"I feel your balls too. Ooohhh, I love it so!"
He began working his prick steadily in and out of her stretched asshole. She rolled her head from side to side and moaned loudly.
"More, Harry, more! Give me everything you've got. Oh, yes! I love that too."
He manipulated her clit while he assfucked her. She yielded herself to him totally and never once thought about Bill. Her brother-in-law's cock plunged in and out of her asshole. The look on his face made her even hornier.
"You're a wonderful ass fucker," she whispered. "Ooohhh, I love it so much!"
She churned her hips in a circular motion, squeezing his cock with her strong asshole muscles. Her oversized tits swung around with every thrust and she pulled and pinched her nipples relentlessly.
"I never felt anything like it," Harry wheezed. "You like taking it in the ass, huh?"
"Yes, I love it. You can do it faster if you want."
Harry picked up speed. Assured that he wasn't hurting her, he let his cock fly in and out of her contracting asshole at breakneck speed.
"Ooohhh! Aaahhh!" she wailed. "Hit me again! Shoot it into my shit! I feel it in my shitter! Ooohhh, I'm gonna come again! I'm gonna come shit!"
"Sock it to me!"
"Piss in my shitter, Harry!" She raked her fingernails down his arms. "Piss in my shitter!"
It was too much for Harry. Not only was he assfucking his sexy sister-in-law, she was begging him to piss in her ass!
He came, flooding her shiter with jism.
"Oh, baby!" he hissed, ramming his spurting cock into her. "Oh, you sweet baby!"
"More, Harry, more!"
"You're getting all I've got." His cock began shrinking.
She dug her fingernails into his flesh. "More. Give me more. You promised."
"Oh, Jesus, there ain't no more."
"Stick it into my pussy. It's still hard enough. Please, Harry. Give it to me."
He managed to force his drooping prick into her cunt. She took over from there. She squeezed and released his cock over and over again until it was hard again.
"Okay, okay," he wheezed, slowly pumping into her. "Jesus, you really wear a guy out."
"But I'll bet your balls don't ache any more." She smiled triumphantly as she shoved her pussy up at his stroking cock.
"Jesus, kid, this isn't the last fuck on earth."
Suddenly she stopped throwing her ass around. "You're not mad at me, are you?"
She looked so sweet and pretty, Harry melted.
"Hell, no, kid. I'm doing my best." He took a deep breath and continued plowing into her.
"Wonderful," she gurgled, winding her perfect legs around his back. "You're a wonderful fucker."
"Yeah, but keep your mouth shut, kid, or we're both dead."
The horny blonde's smile disappeared. "I almost forgot. Cross my heart, Harry. This'll be our secret."
CHAPTER FIVE
It began innocently enough. Vicky was feeling horny and Bill picked her up after school. Deep in her heart she knew they would wind up in bed together. But she didn't plan it, and when she realized he wanted it too, she became frightened.
He'd been waiting when she came out of class. "Hi, honey," he said, opening the car door. "Your old uncle thought he'd come by and give you a lift home."
She got into the car and, as always, kissed him on the cheek. She thought it was strange when he told her to sit closer to him, but she did as he said.
"Aren't we going home?" she said. "Naw. Let's take a ride."
"Where to?"
He turned down the road leading to the local lovers' lane. "How about where you kids go to make out?"
"Are you going to try and make out with me?" She batted her eyelashes and giggled.
"You're pretty enough, honey. And just my type too."
"Your type? I don't look a thing like Aunt Laura."
"Maybe not, but you're just as pretty in your own way."
"As pretty as Aunt Laura? You've got to be kidding."
"To tell you the truth, honey, I never did go for blondes that much."
The teenage linked her arm through his. "Then how come you married one?"
He shrugged. "She chased me."
"I'll bet. Anyway, she's so pretty and sexy.
Dad can't keep his eyes off her and neither can Dean."
"I don't mind. She likes the attention." Suddenly Bill draped his arm over Vicky's shoulder. "Anyway, that leaves me free to hit on you. What would you say if a guy my age hit on you?"
"But you're my uncle."
"Yeah, so what?"
"Well, I happen to agree with you. So what? Anyway, what would I do if a man your age hit on me? It depends." Her thigh rubbed against his.
"Yeah, on what?" His fingers grazed her chest.
"I'm a teenager now, Uncle Bill. Mom says I'm more woman than girl."
"Your mom's right. Hell, you're not much younger than Laura."
"That's why I said that. If a man your age hit on me, I'd probably like it. You're a very sexy guy, Uncle Bill."
"Wow, you're turning me on, kiddo."
"Am I? Honest?"
"You like that, huh? You like turning me on? "Sure. I like turning men on, period. It's a kick."
"Even your father and your brother?"
She twirled a lock of hair. "I never thought about Daddy that way, but Dean and I are pretty close."
"You two fucking around?"
"Oh, no," she lied. "We'd never do that."
When they arrived at their destination, Bill killed the motor and switched on the radio. Then, while the music rocked, he took Vicky into his arms and kissed her.
She was expecting it, but still it took her breath away.
"Uncle Bill!"
He pressed his lips more firmly against hers. "Go with it, honey."
Vicky had never felt so mature, so grown-up before. Even losing her cherry hadn't made her feel like this. Uncle Bill was a man. She'd never been frenched by a grown man. It felt so adult to be sucking on his tongue.
"I'm crazy about you," he breathed, nibbling on her lips and tongue.
"But you're married."
She let her legs fall open. He was pawing at her. All over her. She felt that she should protest, but she did nothing.
"Big deal. Just because a guy's married doesn't mean he's dead."
She knew she ought to stop him. His hands squeezed and pressed and kneaded. Her heart pounded so hard she thought she might pass out.
"Uncle Bill, it's not that I don't want to."
"You want it as much as I do."
"But, I...."
"Ssshhh." He pushed his tongue into her mouth. "Give me some spit."
They exchanged saliva and tongues. His hands were under her blouse, on her bare skin. He was touching her tits. Wedging his fingers inside her bra. Touching. Always touching.
"I never felt this way before," she whispered against his lips.
"Me neither. Give me that tongue again."
"Someone might see us. Your hand! It's inside my bra!"
"Sweet tits. Gotta suck 'em."
"Here? In the open? Someone will see."
"Fuck 'em. Gotta suck sweet tits."
And he did. He had his mouth all over her tits and she didn't have the strength to stop him.
She wanted him to go on. Wanted him to keep sucking her tits and licking her nipples.
"Are you going to fuck me?" she said.
"I'd sure like to."
"I don't know." The thought of having his cock in her hot little pussy made her weak.
"Are you wet?" he said.
"Yeah, real."
"Horny, huh?"
"I've been horny all day."
"I can take care of that, all right."
"I don't know if we should."
"You like the way I'm sucking your tits?"
"Mmmmm, I love it."
"I fuck just as good."
"I don't know what to do. Honest, Uncle Bill. I just don't know."
"Let me make the decisions." He panted as he nipped her tits with his teeth and lips.
"Are you going to unbutton my blouse all the way?"
"Yeah, that's the only way I can really get to 'em."
"Don't tear it."
"I'll be careful." He crawled on top of her. "Jesus, I've just got to have you."
"But Aunt Laura...."
"Fuck Aunt Laura. It's you I want. I'm tired of blonde pussy."
"Uncle Bill, we're gonna fall down!"
"No way, kiddo. I'll take care of everything. Just leave it to your old uncle."
He was half on top of her now and something hard and big was poking into her thigh. She reached down and grasped it and a delicious tingle surged through her.
"Put it in, kiddo," he said.
"It's so big. Will it fit?"
"You bet. Come on. We'll put it in together."
"Oh! Ah! It's so big around!"
"And it's not even as hard as it'll get. Wait until it's in your pussy. It'll get even bigger."
Her blouse was open now, and while she clutched his prick he nuzzled her tits.
"I could come right now," she panted.
"Not until it's in." He shoved her panty crotch aside. "Oh, baby, you've got the sweetest tits in the world."
"They're not as big as Aunt Laura's."
"Forget about her. It's you and me, kiddo. Let's do some serious fucking here."
She almost wept when he planted his wet mouth down over one ripe nipple. She felt her nipple become stiff and goose-bumpy and she squeezed his cock harder.
"Mmmmm," the horny uncle said, smacking his lips as he moved from tit to tit.
Vicky glanced down at her chest. Her nipples glistened with saliva. They were taut and long, deliciously erect. As Bill went from one excited nipple to the other, she felt waves of arousal down around her cunt.
"I'm so wet," she moaned.
"Oh, baby!"
She wriggled around as he sucked on her tits. At one point he pulled her panties down. She arched her back to help him when he peeled them down over her ass.
Then he was touching her. Touching her wet cunt. Making her weak with passion, dizzy with pleasure. He seemed to have a sense of what would please her.
Suddenly she couldn't wait to have his cock inside her. But his finger would do for now. Oh, yes, his finger would do just fine!
His finger went up, up, up, her slick cunthole. It felt big and stiff like a small cock. She held her breath until he began rubbing her clit.
Then she squealed with delight.
"I'm gonna make you come like crazy," he said.
"Oh, yes, make me come!"
"You sweet pussy, you. Such a sweet cunt. It's grabbing my finger. It wants my prick."
"Yes! Yes! Oh, I can hardly breathe!" She could barely suppress the joy she was feeling.
As her uncle's finger moved briskly in and out of her teenage pussy, it rubbed against her clit. She felt herself melt beneath him. All her natural lust erupted and she became his.
When she came, her pussy contracted around his finger. Floods of cunt-juice gushed from her pussy and drenched his hand. She trembled violently. Nothing like this had ever happened before. She wanted more. More of his finger and all of his prick.
She realized she'd been tugging on his prick when he gently removed her hand.
"Careful, honey," he said, his face flushed with excitement.
"Fuck me, Uncle Bill."
"I will, kiddo. Just let me get over here."
"Maybe we ought to get in the back seat."
"Naw. Let me get your panties off your feet.
That's the girl. Now I'll just leave one foot here and my leg here and we'll manage somehow."
"Did you ever fuck Aunt Laura in a car?"
"Jesus, don't you ever stop talking?"
"Do you feel guilty?" she teased.
"Hell, no. It feels too good to waste time feeling guilty."
"I never made out with an older man before."
"Jesus, not that again!"
"Isn't it going in?"
"It'll go in when you shut up."
"I can't stop talking. When I get excited, I get nervous and then I talk a lot."
"I'll have to remember that."
She squealed when he rubbed his cockhead against her clit. "It's so big! Your cock's so big."
"And your cunt's so juicy and hot. It's the juiciest cunt I ever fucked."
"You haven't fucked it yet."
"I will in a minute."
"I know. Oh, it's going in!"
But it wasn't his cock, it was his finger again and he was plunging it deep inside her steaming cunt.
"I'm opening you up," he said, using his finger like a cock.
"You're going to make me come again."
"Good, kiddo," he panted, fingerfucking her rapidly. "One more orgasm will open you up good."
"Fuck me!"
The teenager reluctantly released his prick when he drew back. "You're squeezing too hard," he said.
He pushed his pants and shorts down and mounted her awkwardly within the confines of the front seat. He rubbed his cock up and down her pussy-slit and squeezed her wobbling tits.
He gazed down at her huge tits crowned by rosy wet nipples. The delicate curve of her hips and ass weren't lost to him either.
He shifted his ass around and pressed his cock against her lips. She licked his cock hungrily and moaned when he pushed his entire cockhead into her mouth.
She ran the tip of her tongue around the flared rim circling his head. When he dropped his balls over her mouth, she licked them too.
"This is great," she said, flicking her tongue up and down his cock shaft.
"I'm gonna fuck you now, kiddo."
Vicky swallowed hard and spread her legs to receive him. "Ooohhh!" she squealed as he entered her.
"Oh, baby, it's so sweet," he said, pressing his lips to hers.
"Uncle Bill, you're all the way in me. I can't believe we're really doing it."
"This is it, baby. We're fucking. Swing that ass. Swing that sweet little ass of yours."
After the first six strokes, Vicky was convinced her uncle was the best lover in the world. She moaned with passion as his hard cock plowed in and out of her teenage pussy.
"I feel it so deep," she panted. "It's in so far I can feel it in my mouth."
"Crazy kid," he snickered, ramming his cock into her depths.
"I feel so funny. I think I'm gonna come again."
"Fuck that cock, kiddo."
"Fuck me harder, Uncle Bill. I'm coming again."
Her pleasure soared when his hot come gushed into her pussy. When he was through, when his cock went limp inside her, he sat up and threw his head back.
"Not bad," he said. "Not bad for the first time."
The next day, Vicky found Bill waiting for her again after her last class. She climbed into the car without a word and quickly snuggled up next to him.
"Are we going to the same place today?" she said.
"No. We're going to a friend's place."
The friend had a one-room apartment across town. Vicky thought it was all very romantic. Bill wasted no time. They had no sooner arrived when he had her on her back on the bed.
"Wow," the teenager sighed as he ran a series of kisses upward on her soft inner thighs.
"Don't have much time today," Bill muttered as he removed her panties.
Vicky didn't mind. She rather enjoyed it when he kissed her tits through her clothes. Being on a bed with her favorite uncle was enough for her. She felt more grown-up than ever.
He ate her briefly, kissing her pussy-slit and ticking her inner cunt folds. He coaxed her clit to erection with his tongue before guiding his prick into her slicky horny pussy.
Her cunt closed around his cock lovingly and his cock pulsated inside her. His balls slapped against her with every thrust and she came quickly.
"Oh, baby," he said as he shoved the entire length of his cock into her teenage pussy.
"Fuck me, Uncle Bill! Fuck me!"
"Uncle Bill loves you, baby."
"Oooohhhh! You're driving me crazy! Pump it into me. Give me all your fuck-cream. Oooohhh, I'm coming! Squirt me good!"
CHAPTER SIX
Clare stood at the stove and fried bacon. Dean sat at the table, his schoolbooks spread out before him.
"Why didn't you study last night?" she said.
"No time."
"You kids made me so mad. You always have time to run around, but you never have time for important things like studying."
Dean looked up, surprised to find his mother in a bad mood. "You got a headache or something?"
Clare turned the bacon. "No. And don't try to butter me up."
In truth, she was depressed and tired. She and Harry had argued the night before and as usual she was horny. Bill was ignoring her lately and paying too damn much attention to Vicky. Poor Laura moped around the house and the whole family seemed to be going to the dogs.
Now Dean pushed his books aside. "Is the bacon almost ready?"
"Yes." Clare took a deep breath. It wasn't fair to take her frustration out on the boy. "How do you want your eggs?"
"Any way's okay."
"I'm sorry I snapped at you before."
"That's okay. I understand, Mom."
She saw him staring at her chest and glanced down. She had thrown her clothes on this morning and was braless. She giggled now, suddenly feeling foolish.
"Is that any way to look at your own mother?" she said.
Dean blushed and looked away. "I'm sorry for staring."
"Is that all you can do today? Apologize?"
"I'm sorry."
They both laughed then. "I'm the one who should be sorry," Clare said, breaking eggs into a bowl. "I should have worn a bra today. I forgot you'd be home this morning."
The teenager smiled as he openly stared at her tits. "Aw, hell, Mom, you're built terrific. None of the girls wear bras. Why should you?"
She preened. "Actually you're right. Why should I?"
She placed the eggs on a dish next to the bacon.
"Here, eat. You'll need this, especially today."
Dean dove into his food. "I'd like to cut classes today, if you want to know the truth."
"Don't talk with your mouth full. And what's this about cutting class?"
He swallowed and filled his mouth again. "If I don't take the tests today I get another day to study. If you write me a note the teacher can't penalize me."
Clare poured herself some coffee and sat down next to her son. "Hmmmm, I don't know. Do you think you deserve that?"
Dean knew exactly how to manipulate his mother. Now he grinned. "You're sure pretty, Mom. I was just telling Dad, you're prettier than Aunt Laura and she's a foxy lady."
Clare touched her hair. "Prettier than Laura? Do you mean it?"
"Yeah. She's pretty, but I like your type better. Honest."
"Poor Laura," Clare mused softly.
"Huh?"
"I'm not so sure your Uncle Bill is happy with her."
"He's crazy about her."
Clare crossed her legs and glared at the boy. "That's not my impression."
"Anyway, will you write the note, Mom? Can I stay home today?"
"I'll think about it." If Bill's so crazy about Laura, she thought, why did he fuck me? And why is he following Vicky around?
"You okay, Mom?"
"Yes. Have you had enough to eat?" Her voice was brusque as she cleared the table.
"Yeah. What about it? Will you?"
"I guess so. Tell me what to write and I'll do it later."
The boy rose up. Clare watched him gather his school books. He was so cute. Half boy and half man. And she knew all about the man part. She had seen him often enough in his jockey shorts. That lovely bulge down there. And here she was, so horny. Suddenly, in that moment, she knew what she wanted. She wanted this boy, her boy, to fuck her.
My own son, she thought. It's a sin. On the other hand he's almost a man and certainly no virgin. And who has a better right to fuck him than his own mother?
"Son?"
"Mom?"
Clare giggled. "You first."
Dean stood so close to her they almost touched. "I was just gonna say, you've got the tits of a young girl."
"Why, darling, how sweet of you to say so." Her eyes glittered when she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. "Darling!"
Did he understand what she wanted?
With a husky groan, Dean took her into his arms. Her braless tits pressed into his chest. His arms were strong and felt wonderful about her.
"Darling, I need you so," she said simply.
"Aw, Mom...."
"Kiss me, Son. Kiss me."
She felt hunger in his kiss. Hunger and something else. Passion. Desire. Yes, raw desire.
"I think you're getting naughty ideas," she said, pushing her tits into his chest and grinding her pelvis against his crotch.
"Yeah, I sure am." He kissed her again and again.
Clare felt her nipples harden. "I want you too. I want you badly. We can do whatever we want if we both want it. Come, darling. Come upstairs and let's get into bed."
Suddenly Dean broke off. "What about Dad?"
"What about him?"
"What if he finds out?"
"He won't. Come on, it's just you and me." She tugged on his arm.
"I don't know if I can."
"You have to." She clutched at him, kissing him fiercely. "I need you."
His hands dropped to her ass. "But you're my mom. How can I fuck you?"
"We don't have to actually fuck. We can make each other feel good in other ways. You'll see. I'll teach you so much. Things you can do with your girlfriends. Only a grown woman, experienced in life, can teach you what you need to know."
"Well, when you put it that way...."
Suddenly she pulled her tee-shirt up and revealed her big tits. She felt wild and abandoned.
"Kiss them," she commanded. "Kiss my tits. They need kissing badly. I'm your mother, darling. If I say it's okay, you don't have to worry about a thing."
"Mom!"
Dean's voice cracked when he bent down and began sucking her tits. She sighed deeply, cradling his head against her chest and crooning.
"You're sucking just the way you used to when you were a baby. Oh, darling, I loved it then and I love it now. It was always sexual, you know. Even when you were a little bitty baby."
"I've had plenty of experience," he said, still nuzzling her tits.
"I know. I can tell. Keep sucking, darling. Just another minute. Then we'll go upstairs."
"But no fucking, right?"
She giggled happily. "Only if you decide you want to. We'll just enjoy each other unless and until you decide to go all the way."
Upstairs, she became bolder, quickly pulling her tee-shirt off. Dean's eyes widened as he stared at her jiggling tits.
She did a little dance to tease him, covering her tits with her arms. "You do like my tits, don't you?"
"They're terrific."
"Touch them again. Kiss my nipples."
She shoved her tits into his face. When he opened his mouth, she filled it with a rosy nipple. Eyes shut tight, he sucked hard. Her pussy juiced up and she pressed more firmly against his mouth.
"Harder, suck harder, suck harder, darling," she murmured. "Use your tongue on the tips. That makes Mother crazy, when you do that."
While he slobbered over her tits, she removed her skirt and kicked it aside. Standing before him in her panties, she felt sensual and sinful. And totally aroused.
"Can I suck your cock, darling?" she said suddenly.
Dean nodded as he released her tit. "Christ!" he muttered when she pulled her panties down and revealed her downy pussy.
She wantonly touched herself. She smiled crookedly. "You want to eat me, don't you?"
"Yeah, I want it all."
"All? You mean, fuck?"
He nodded. "Yeah, I wanna do it all."
"We will, baby. We'll do everything." As she spoke she opened his belt buckle.
He stood still while she freed his prick and balls. He grinned when she pushed him down onto the bed and climbed over him.
"It's beautiful, honey," she cried, straddling him and guiding his prick to the mouth of her cunt. "I just want to feel it inside me for a minute."
"Put it in, Mom," he croaked.
She lowered her hips and let his prick poke against her slick cunt-folds. Then she stopped.
"No," she said. "We'll wait for that. Until we're both good and hot. First I want to suck your cock, darling. I've wanted to do that for so long. Longer than you'll ever know."
"Go on. Take it in your mouth."
She wrapped her arms around his ass and hugged him. She moaned with lust as she rubbed her flushed face against his cock. She kissed it all over and then ran feathery strokes of her tongue up and down his cockshaft. She felt the blood pounding in her temples as she reached the pinnacle of excitement.
He grunted when she finally took his cockhead into her steaming mouth. With a lurch upward, he shoved his cock into the ring of her lips. She held her head still and accepted it lovingly.
"It doesn't look like I need to teach you much," she said. "I love you, Mom."
"I love you too, Son." Without thinking, she pushed her finger into his asshole.
"Yow!" he yelped, thrusting his prick all the way into her throat.
Her pussy throbbed and gushed fuck-juice as she sucked away at his cock. Incredibly, when he shoved it into the back of her throat, she came in one giant wave of ecstasy.
Her teeth clamped down on his prick as her pussy contracted. Her lips flew up and down his prick and her finger surged into his asshole.
With a giant heave of his hips, the teenager's cock exploded, filling her mouth with thick pungent-tasting jism. It pumped out endlessly as the hot-cunted mother happily swallowed it down. Some of it ran down her chin, but still it kept flowing.
"Suck it all," Dean groaned. "Suck my balls dry."
She coaxed the last few drops of come from his cock-tip and he lay back exhausted. She rolled onto her side and began masturbating furiously.
"You're gonna rub it raw," the boy snickered. "Just watch me."
"I'll do it for you."
Her juices flowed and her hips and ass churned. "Yes, soon, darling. Soon."
Without waiting for permission and still struggling to catch his breath, he lowered his mouth to her pussy and attached his lips to her clit. Clare spread her legs farther apart and guided his head.
"I don't think there's a thing I have to teach you," she said. "Go to it, baby. I'm so damn close. I'm going to come so good."
In truth the boy needed little guidance. He seemed to sense what turned her on. He inserted his index finger in her pussy while he took her clit between his teeth and gently bit down.
Clare was in heaven. When he lashed his tongue over her clit, she thought she would lose her mind. She lifted her ass off the bed and thrust herself at him.
"Go to it, tiger," she said. "Eat me good! Eat my pussy out. Make me come, baby! Make Mother come!"
Each time his tongue flicked over her clit, she climbed closer to orgasm. She watched his head between her thighs. She couldn't see his face, but she could feel it.
And yet she didn't want to come. She wanted the tension to build and come out in a giant orgasm when they fucked. With that thought in mind she fought back the climax that was at the very edge of her being. She summoned up every ounce of strength and forced the boy to release her.
Dean frowned. "Did I do something wrong?"
"No, darling, as a matter-of-fact you did everything right. That's why I made you stop. I want to fuck now. I want us to come together. Is your cock hard yet? Can we fuck now, darling?"
They both glanced down at the same time. Dean chuckled and Clare squealed girlishly. His cock rose up from his crotch like a piece of steel.
"I like this position," she said, climbing onto her hands and knees.
The boy's eyes widened when she reached back and pulled her asscheeks open. "You want me to fuck you that way?"
"Yes, darling. It's a very good position for a woman. You can penetrate me deeply in this position."
"Jesus!"
He knelt behind her, unsure of how to proceed. Unable to resist, he shoved a finger into her asshole and another into her pussy.
"Mmmm, nice," she said, gyrating her asscheeks.
"You've got a gorgeous ass, Mom."
"Don't get any ideas about fucking me in the ass. Not yet, anyway. I want our first time to be traditional."
"Your asshole's sure tight."
"Do you really want it, Son?"
He nodded. "Yeah, I'd really dig it. Man, I really would!"
"I never could refuse you anything. Go on, baby, shove that big cock in my ass!"
She arched her back and wriggled her hips invitingly. She turned her head to watch him. He was concentrating very hard and looked so adorable she burst out laughing.
"Don't worry about hurting me," she said. "As you get older you'll find some women like a little pain with their pleasure!"
By now Dean's cock was in her asscrack.
"I'm gonna put it in!" he rasped.
She reached underneath and began rubbing her cunt. "I'm going to masturbate while you fuck me in the ass!"
"Yeah!" the teenager roared as he slammed forward and penetrated her.
Clare was in heaven. The slight pain only served to make her hotter. As her favorite child sank his cock all the way into her shiter, she rubbed her pussy in a frenzy.
With a hoarse growl, Dean dug his fingers into her ass as he buggered her. He heaved back and forth, assaulting her deliciously again and again.
All rationale thought left Clare's mind as his cock slammed into her bowels. He was her son, her flesh and blood, and he was assfucking her. And she didn't feel one ounce of guilt. All she felt was happiness.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The first thing Laura noticed when she opened her eyes was the wonderful aroma of freshly perked coffee. She lay back quietly and savored the moment. Bill had a new job and he had left the house hours ago, but she loved starting her day in a leisurely way with good fresh coffee and maybe a bite of toast.
The coffee aroma finally induced her to get up. Without bothering with a robe, she padded downstairs and was disappointed to find no one at home. There was a note from Clare next to the fresh coffee and she read it as she poured a cup.
"Be home late," Clare wrote. "Please be a doll and fix supper for the kids. I think Bill said he was working late and Harry's got a poker game. Thanks a million. Love ya. Clare."
Laura sat down to enjoy her coffee. She liked Clare and Harry and the kids. She blushed. Especially Harry. But they were all wonderful to her. Fixing dinner is the least I can do, she thought. Never much of a cook, she decided to order a pizza.
With no one around to fix her breakfast, she ate a few chocolate chip cookies and drank more coffee. She wondered why Bill hadn't mentioned working late. Oh, well, she thought. He probably told me and I wasn't listening or something.
The honeymoon was definitely over. Bill hardly ever fucked her any more. But there was Harry. A tiny sigh escaped her lips when she thought about her lusty brother-in-law.
Her reverie was interrupted when Vicky appeared at the back door. "What are you doing home, hon?" Laura said.
Vicky sniffed the air. "Got some more of that?"
"Sure, sugar. You sit down and I'll pour it for you. Want a cookie? If you want eggs, you'll have to do it yourself. You know how bad I am with eggs."
Vicky giggled. "You're a lousy cook, Aunt Laura, but who cares? You're so much fun to have around."
Laura giggled, yawned and stretched. "You still didn't tell me what you're doing home, hon."
Vicky frowned. "Well, to be perfectly honest, I had a date, but I just got stood up so I came home."
"You cut school?"
"I do it all the time. It's boring with a capital B."
"Who stood you up?" Vicky frequently confided in Laura about her personal life. Laura vicariously enjoyed hearing about her niece's sex-life.
"Well, I probably shouldn't tell you," Vicky said. "I know I've told you about my boyfriends, but this one is different."
Laura sat forward, hands on the table, eyes wide. "Oh, tell me. You know you can trust me and I just love hearing your stories."
Vicky looked pleased. She loved the attention she got from Laura and sometimes exaggerated her affairs just to amuse her aunt.
"Well, Dean and I have been making out for a long time now."
Laura flushed. "You have? I didn't know that. Do your folks know?"
"Of course not. Do you think we're crazy?"
"Well, I don't know."
"Listen, I don't tell my folks anything about my sex-life. Do you understand? Zip. Zero. Nada."
"I get the picture." Laura laughed. "Tell me. Is Dean a good lay?"
"If you mean, does he know what to do with his cock, the answer is yes."
Laura's eyes glittered. She felt her pussy growing moist. "What's his cock like?"
Vicky gave a deep sigh. "It's very nice. Not as big as some I've seen." She averted her eyes. "But very nice."
"Bill's got a beautiful cock." Laura's eyes filled. "But he hardly ever comes near me any more. I didn't even know he was working late tonight, but your mother knew."
"Oh, Mom sticks her nose into everything."
Laura sniffed. "Tell me about Dean. You know it's incest to make out with your own brother?"
"Who cares? He's a good fuck. You ought to try him yourself some time."
Laura's pretty face turned crimson. Did Vicky suspect about Harry?
"Oh, I couldn't do that," Laura said. "But let's not talk about me. You were going to tell me about Dean and you. What else do you do in bed?"
"Everything. I feel so close to you I'll tell you. We do everything. Honest, Aunt Laura, you ought to try Dean if you're horny. He's a terrific fuck."
"I'd rather watch you two sometime. Tell me more. Give me some details. What exactly do you do?"
Vicky looked thoughtful. "You want to watch us, huh? We'll see. Anyway, of course we fuck. But we spend a lot of time going down on each other. I like when he eats me first and then I like blowing him. He likes doing it together, you know, sixty-nine. But I can't concentrate when we do it together. And I just love concentrating when I give a blowjob." She rolled her eyes and grinned.
"Wow, I wish I'd had a brother when I was your age. Not that I'm so old." Laura was tempted to tell Vicky about her affair with Harry.
"Dean'd love to fuck you. Want me to arrange it?"
"Oh, no, I couldn't do that. But I'd sure love to watch you two."
"You know, that's not a bad idea. It'd be a turn-on. Only Dean'll never agree to it."
"Don't tell him."
"Yeah. We can do it and you can stand outside the room or go into the closet or something. That way you can see and I'll know you're watching, but Dean won't know."
Laura clapped her hands gleefully. "Would you? Oh, honey, that'd really be a kick."
"We'll do it soon. Should I go on? Telling you what we do, I mean?"
"Yes. Tell me everything."
"Well, last week when you were all at the movies? Remember? Well, Dean and I took a shower together."
Silence. Laura nodded. "Go on."
"Well, right there in the shower he started squeezing my tits and cunt and making me all hot and juicy. Right there in the shower." She paused to watch Laura's expression.
Laura's jaw dropped. She was still in her nightgown and her big tits rested on the tabletop. "Did you fuck in the shower?"
"Wait, I'm getting to that. I grabbed his cock, see, and started pumping it like crazy. He shoved me down and made me take his balls in my mouth, soap and all."
"Was it awful? The soap, I mean?"
"No. His balls were really jumping and he was groaning, like."
"What then? Did he fuck you then?"
"Yeah. He made me bend over and hang onto the towel rack. Then he rammed his cock into me from behind and began fucking me like a maniac. He came pretty quick, but I was ready. I was coming when his jism started squirting into me."
"I'm getting turned on just hearing about it."
"Me too. I can feel my pussy juicing up."
"What happened then? Did you suck him then?"
"Well, his jism was running down my legs so we washed it off and got out of the shower."
"Yes? What did you do then?"
"We got into bed and he ate me for a long time. Then I sucked his cock real good and then we fucked again. It was great."
For the next few minutes Laura squeezed her thighs together. She was panting with excitement.
Vicky was aware of her aunt's horny mood. She wanted to help her, but she didn't know how.
The teenager drained her cup. "It's cold," she said.
"I'll fix some more." Laura began rising up.
Vicky stopped her. "Forget it. It's more important to figure out how you're gonna watch Dean and me. This is the way I see it...."
* * *
A week later Laura crouched in the closet in Vicky's room. She had been there barely ten minutes and already she was biting her Up to keep from crying out. As she stared at the scene on the bed, she sucked her finger into her mouth, unconsciously pretending it was a cock.
Vicky had Dean's cock in her fist. She was pumping it slowly. The boy snickered as he watched her.
"You're dying for it, aren't you?" he said.
Vicky glanced toward the closet and grinned. "Sure, I want it."
She gripped the shaft of his prick with one hand and fondled his balls with the other.
In the closet, Laura's pussy was steaming. What a sight to behold! What a family she'd married into!
Dean was flat on his back in the middle of the bed. His legs were parted and his arms were folded over his chest. His sister was kneeling between his thighs, moving her mouth closer and closer to his prick.
"Here I go," Vicky smiled, extending her tongue and flicking the tip around his swollen cockhead.
Dean groaned and threw his legs out. "Get it in your mouth."
Laura's pussy was awash with cunt-juice. Dean's cock was long and thick. Just as Vicky described it. Laura's mouth and pussy both moistened. Dean's cock resembled Harry's. The horny blonde crouching in the closet could almost feel it stretching her hot pussy and filling her mouth.
It's incest, Laura thought. It's wicked and sinful, but it's the most exciting thing I've ever seen in my life.
She sucked her finger hungrily. She felt her panties get soaked with her juices and fought her desire to masturbate.
"Can't you take the whole thing in your mouth?" Dean said.
Vicky glanced at the barely open door of the closet and winked. "I like licking it first."
Vicky had turned the lights on and Laura could see everything. She could see Dean's cock twitching in Vicky's hand. She could see his balls, big and leathery-looking and filled with jism. She forgot all her troubles as she watched the youngsters. But she wanted badly to join them.
"Come on, cocksucker," Dean said. "Start sucking."
"I'm licking," Vicky said. "I told you I like licking it first."
"What a bitch you are today."
"Should I stop?" Vicky's round eyes mocked him.
"You do and I'll hit you."
"Yeah, I guess you'll go and tell Mom how mean I am."
In the closet, Laura thought she saw Dean stiffen. She wondered then if Clare and Dean had ever made it together. Anything was possible in this family.
Laura realized that when she married Bill she was a naive young girl. Now, after a year of marriage, she was becoming jaded. It wasn't her fault. Harry seduced her and Bill neglected her. No, if she was becoming hardened it was Bill's fault. Bill and the rest of the Warrens.
Now Laura stared hotly into the room. Why doesn't she start blowing him? she thought.
As if reading her mind, Vicky giggled and patted Dean's belly. "I think I've tortured you long enough," she said.
Dean thrust his hips up, trying to force his prick into the young girl's mouth. "Yeah, Sis, you better start sucking."
The slurping sounds Vicky was making with her tongue and lips only made Laura hornier. She pretended she had Dean's cock in her mouth and sucked her finger in a frenzy.
Suddenly Vicky opened her mouth wide and took Dean's cockhead inside. The boy groaned happily when she closed her lips around his flared cock rim.
She sucked so hard her cheeks caved in. Laura saw her swallowing around his cock-knob and she worked her own lips convulsively.
Laura slid her lips up and down her finger while Vicky took an inch or two of Dean's cockshaft into her mouth. The teenage sexpot jerked him off with her fingers as she sucked. Dean gasped and lurched up, sending his cock soaring into her throat.
"Shoot your fuck-snot into my mouth," Vicky hissed.
"No, I wanna fuck!"
Vicky swallowed around his cock and glanced at the closet where her aunt was hiding. Laura felt weak with lust as she began masturbating.
"Come in my mouth," Vicky said, obviously doing her best to bring him off.
"No." Dean grimaced as he struggled to maintain his composure. "I wanna fuck."
Laura clenched one fist and used her other hand to rub her clit. Don't come in her mouth, she thought. I want to see you split her in two with your cock.
As Laura manipulated her clit she watched Vicky gulp and swallow around Dean's cock. Laura's palms were sweaty. Her clit felt raw and slick with her fuck-juices.
She noticed Vicky rubbing up against Dean's knee, rubbing her gaping pussy-slit against the boniest part of his leg. She felt a sort of kinship with the girl. A closeness she'd never felt before with another woman.
Suddenly Dean sat up, pushed his sister down and proceeded to part her cuntlips with one finger. Vicky squealed when he swooped down and began kissing her pussy.
When Dean dabbed his tongue over Vicky's cunt, Laura trembled violently. Vicky was lying still, her pouty lips working as her brother ate her.
Laura held her breath when Dean began licking Vicky's asshole. Vicky squealed and clamped her thighs around the boy's head.
Suddenly Dean straddled Vicky's chest and once again thrust his prick into her mouth. This time his balls slapped her chin and she took his entire prick into her throat.
Laura was in a frenzy. She finger-fucked herself with one hand and fondled her tits with the other. But it wasn't enough. Nothing was enough. She needed a man. She needed a big fat cock and a man, and all she had were her fingers.
Her heart pounded. She felt dizzy. At the point where she thought she would faint with excitement, Dean chuckled and swung himself into the saddle of Vicky's thighs.
"Here goes, Sis," he said, parting her cuntlips with his thumb and placing his cock at the mouth of her pussy.
Vicky tilted her ass up and shot Laura a triumphant grin. Laura opened the closet door another inch and watched, barely breathing, as the siblings began fucking.
"Why do you keep looking over there?" Dean said.
"Shut up and fuck."
"You're so fucking wet!" Dean's cock slipped and hit Vicky in the thigh.
"Jesus, don't you know where to put it?" Vicky giggled.
"Turn over and I'll come in from behind." He slapped Vicky's ass as she rolled onto her hands and knees.
"Don't you dare fuck my ass," Vicky giggled, shoving her ass out in the air and wriggling it around.
Laura watched her nephew slide his cock up and down Vicky's cunt-slit. She buried two fingers into her fuckhole as he buried his cock into the girl's pussy.
"I'm gonna come soon," Vicky said, shaking her tits.
"Don't rush me," Dean said, thrusting into her slowly but steadily.
Laura watched his balls wobble around as he stroked, and she had a sudden impulse to run into the room and suck them into her mouth. Of course, she didn't move from her hiding place, but the fantasy was enjoyable.
He sure knows how to fuck, Laura thought as the boy plowed into Vicky's cunt from the rear. God help me, I want him too. I've already sinned with Harry. What does it matter if I sin with Dean too? Bill hardly comes near me any more.
The seeds were sown in the blonde's mind. She watched Dean withdraw from Vicky's cunt and ram his cock into her asshole. Her own pussy exploded then and she missed the rest of the fucking. But she had seen enough.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Dean was ecstatic. When he arrived home and found Laura alone, he never dreamed she would invite him into her room-and then ask him to kiss her.
He became highly aroused as the kiss continued. He held her tightly, afraid that at any moment she would push him away and tell him the whole thing was a joke.
But the more tightly he held her, the more soft and liquid her lips became. Her entire body felt soft and warm and pliable.
He could feel everything through her blouse. Her tits and her heartbeat and her nipples poking into his chest. There were no words to describe how wonderful it felt to hold her close and feel her tongue in his mouth.
Laura moaned softly as she ran her hands up and down his back. She knew he was getting excited. She felt his cock pushing against her. It was hard. Just the way she wanted it. The way it had been when he had stuck it into Vicky's cunt.
When the succulent blonde pulled her head back and finally broke the kiss, the boy looked frightened. She touched his cheek and kissed his lips lightly.
"Don't worry," she said. "I'm not sending you away."
He brightened immediately. "That's a relief."
Laura hesitated. "Has a girl ever kissed you that way before?"
He flushed. "Not like that."
"Kiss me again. Kiss me."
His arms were around her in a flash. It had all been so easy. Laura was amazed at how easy it was to seduce a boy.
Now she slipped her tongue into his mouth and felt his entire body trembled. She prayed he wouldn't get overexcited. She wanted him to last and give her a good long fuck.
She hugged him to her, this boy who was her nephew, and she was shaken by the wild feelings he aroused in her. His hands weren't still for a minute. He was stroking and touching her. Examining and fondling whatever part of her body he could each.
She knew instinctively that theirs would be a torrid affair. Bill had been a good teacher in the early days of their marriage. Now she would pass her knowledge about sex on to Dean and he would fuck her the way Bill used to.
Again, it was Laura who broke the kiss. She laced her fingers through Dean's hair and studied his face. "What we're doing isn't right. But you know that."
He nodded. "Yeah." He averted his eyes. "I guess it's a lousy thing for us to do to Uncle Bill."
Laura sighed deeply. "If you want to change your mind...."
"Hell, no!"
The teenager's eyes blazed.
"Hell, no," he said more softly.
"I've been very frustrated lately. I want you to know that because I may be very demanding in bed."
"That's okay. That's great. I'll do whatever you want."
"You say it, but do you mean it?"
Her eyes suddenly filled with tears. All her dreams and hopes for the future were smashed. It was Bill's fault she was about to fuck his nephew. It was Bill's fault she was involved with Harry too.
"I mean it, Aunt Laura." Dean looked so sincere Laura melted.
She began unbuttoning his shirt. She felt calm now, calm, but terribly excited. She had grown older and wiser since coming to live with Bill's family.
"You can undress me too, you know," she said softly.
"Jesus, do you mean it?" Dean immediately began fumbling with her blouse.
"Not so fast. You'll be all thumbs if you rush it. Take your time and it'll all happen. That's the way."
When she glanced down, she watched her no blouse open and reveal her bra-covered tits.
Dean gulped. He let his hands fall to his sides. She realized he was afraid to touch her without permission. For the first time in her life she had the upper hand with a man-well, a boy, really-but she did have the upper hand.
She found herself stroking his chest and belly, tickling his nipples.
"You have a nice body," she purred. "Strong and firm and young. I think you're going to make me very happy with your body."
"I'll sure try." He bit his lip nervously.
"I know you will." She flicked her tongue over the corner of his mouth and planted her lips briefly on his.
She removed her blouse and stood before him wearing her sexiest black lace bra. She had dressed for this moment, planned it for days. And now that it was happening she couldn't wait to get him into bed. But she moved slowly. Very slowly. She didn't want to frighten him away.
"You stare at me a lot," she whispered, linking her arm through his and pushing her tits against him.
"Yeah, I guess I do."
"I understand. Boys your age are fascinated with tits. And mine are big. I'll bet you're dying to see them."
"Yeah, I sure am." He moistened his parched lips again and again.
"You will in a minute." She glanced down, took a deep breath and watched her tits bulge out of her bra. "They are nice, aren't they?"
He nodded. "Yeah, they're beautiful."
"Do you want to suck them?"
"You bet." His voice cracked.
"You can touch them now."
"Oh, boy!" He quickly reached for her tits, touching them gently and then cupping them in his hands.
"They look very different without a bra. They hang down just a little. Not much. Are you weighing them? What do they weigh?"
"I don't know." He grinned, hefting her tits on his palms.
"I can't wait for you to kiss them. No, don't rush things. I can't wait, but I want to. It's exciting to wait. It turns me on to be touched like that, through my bra."
"Your lips are so soft."
"Kiss me again."
"Your skin's so soft."
"You can unfasten my bra if you'd like."
"You bet I'd like!"
Their lips fused as he fumbled with her bra. When he finally managed to unhook it, he grinned nervously. The lacy cups continued to cling to her tits.
"Well?" she smiled, taking a deep breath, aware that her tits were wobbling delightfully.
"Oh, man!" he hissed, staring at her big milkers.
She wriggled her shoulders. "Axe you afraid to take it off?"
"No. Yeah, well, maybe."
They laughed together. Laura took hold of her bra straps and pulled the cups away from her tits. Dean's eyes glittered as he stared at her naked tits for the first time.
"I never saw anything like it," he said.
"You've seen girls' breasts before."
"Nothing like that."
She tossed her bra to the floor. "I'm so glad you like them."
They sat down on the bed and Dean quickly reached for her tits. He cupped them in his hands, looked into Laura's eyes and grinned.
"Can I really suck them?" he said.
She nodded eagerly. She felt happier than she had in months. "Yes, you can suck them. I love having them licked and kissed. You can play with them for as long as you like. They're very sensitive. I'm just so glad you like them."
"Who wouldn't?" His eyes never left her tits.
"Lie down." Laura lowered herself to the bed.
Dean hovered over her, his warm breath playing over her tits. She gently guided him down onto his back and let her tits play over his chest. She kissed him, plunging her tongue into his mouth as her tits poked into his hot young flesh.
A ragged groan escaped his lips when she began unzipping his fly. She went slowly, watching his face as his cock pulsated against her fingers.
He looked frightened. The horny blonde, not so naive any more, enjoyed his discomfort. When his zipper was down, when she thrust her hand inside his shorts and gripped his prick, he sucked in his breath and exhaled slowly.
"I'm squeezing your cock, honey," she said, stroking and pumping his teenage cock. "How does it feel? Do you like it?"
"You bet." He stroked her hair and her tits. He couldn't keep his hands off her velvety white tit-flesh.
"It's nice and big," she murmured. "I knew it would be."
"How'd you know?"
"Never mind. I just knew."
"I won't hurt you. I'll be real gentle."
She laughed. "I know you won't hurt me. A woman's pussy opens up to accommodate almost any size cock."
"I guess you know everything about sex."
"Not everything. I'm sure you could teach me a thing or two."
"That feels good."
When Laura released his cock, he frowned.
"I'll be back," she said.
Crouching over him, she began tugging his jeans down.
"I guess you want me naked," he said.
His eyes never left her tits as she struggled to undress him.
"I guess you want me naked too," she giggled.
"Your nipples are so big," he blurted out. "They're beautiful!"
"I'm glad you like them. Here, let me get this off."
When he was naked, she pulled his socks and shoes off. He watched silently as she carefully folded his clothes. For a moment she studied his entire body. He blushed at the scrutiny.
"You're a very handsome young man," she finally said. "Very, very well-built."
"So are you," he snickered.
"And you haven't seen everything yet. Would you like to see the rest of me?"
He nodded. "You bet. Can I undress you?"
"No, you stay there. I'll do it."
Rising up, she slowly removed her skirt and let it fall down around her ankles. She was wearing bikini panties and they didn't hide much. She was amused at the expression on his face as he stared at her golden bush.
She jiggled her tits slightly as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slowly lowered them. She turned slightly to show him her ass and then at last she revealed her pussy-hair.
Dean's eyes narrowed. Laura knew in that moment that he'd seen plenty of pussies before. He worked his lips as he stared at her crotch.
He'd done his share of cunt lapping too, if Laura was any judge.
"Do your balls ache?" she asked, stepping out of her panties.
"If you mean, am I horny? I'm horny, all right!"
Laura parted her legs and placed her hands on her hips. "Do you want to eat me?"
"I'll do whatever you want. I'd love to eat you."
"I'm glad."
"You're gorgeous."
"Do you want to eat me now?"
"I told you. I'll do anything you want."
She threw her head back and laughed.
"Anything?" She crawled over him, took his hand and placed it between her legs. "Touch me here. Touch my cunt."
The teenager nodded. "Wow, it's wet!"
His fingers eagerly explored her pussy. Laura closed her eyes and let her legs fall open. "You know just what I want. Mmmmm, hot. Nice. Very nice. Do you like touching my cunt?"
"I'd rather fuck it."
"Of course you would." She took a deep breath. "But a woman can't be rushed."
She licked her lips dreamily when he pushed a finger into her cunt-hole.
"But you know that, don't you?"
"Yeah, I know it." He added a second finger to her pussy-hole.
"I want to touch you, too," she said, wrapping her hand around his cock.
He groaned as she pumped his cock and he buried his fingers in her steaming pussy. She bent down and licked up the drop of jism oozing from his pisser.
"Jesus, you licked it!"
"You bet." She rolled onto her back. "Get on top of me."
He climbed to his knees and mounted her. After hesitating a moment, he kissed her. She spread her legs all the way and wound them around his back. His cock rested on her pussyslit, pointing upwards toward her tits.
She wriggled around until his cockhead nestled against her open cunt-slit.
"Put it in," she whispered.
In a moment he entered her.
"It's in," he said, beginning to thrust deeply inside her.
"Oh, yes, it is!" she moaned, moving with him as he stroked.
"I never felt like this before. Your pussy's so tight. I never got in so deep before."
"I know. I feel you all the way in me. So deep. Oh, yes, so deep!" She clung to him, legs wrapped around his back and pussy wrapped around his prick.
Suddenly he stopped thrusting. "I don't wanna come too fast. I want it to last."
"Me too. But keep stroking. Yes, slowly, like that. Mmmmm, you know how to fuck, honey. Where did you learn how to fuck like that?"
Dean gulped. He wanted to tell her the truth. He wanted to tell her his mother had taught him how to please a woman. But she'd never understand. Or would she?
"I don't know," he said. "I guess it just comes natural to me."
Laura rolled her hips and ass as he plowed into her. "Oh, yes, keep doing that. Every time you go in deep like that your cock-stem rubs my clit. You know what a clit is, don't you?"
"Sure." His balls slapped her ass with every stroke.
"Faster now. Faster and harder. I'm getting very close. I'm going to come soon. Fuck me faster."
The teenager began moving his hips more rapidly. Soon he was drilling his stiff teenage prick into her, almost splitting her in two with every thrust.
Laura was moaning steadily now.
"Suck my tits." She pulled his head down to her chest. "Kiss them. Suck my nipples. Oh, yes, suck them! Suck them!"
"I'm getting there too! I'm gonna blast any minute. Can I come inside you?"
"Yes, Yes, come inside me!"
He rammed into her, forcing his prick deep inside her hot sucking pussy-hole. Then he was shooting, shooting fuck-snot into her depths, filling her up and making her come.
She trembled all over as her orgasm erupted. He threw his head back and roared as her spasming pussy contracted around his still-spurting prick.
She clawed at his arms and shoulders, her fingernails drawing blood. At the end he collapsed on top of her, his face buried against her tits.
Slowly, together, they regained their senses. Laura held him tenderly, thrilled by their mutual ecstasy and the weight of his body on hers.
His cock remained inside her, but it was shriveled, and when he rolled over it slipped out. She followed him, peppering his face with kisses and finally taking his limp prick into her mouth.
"Did you enjoy it as much as I did?" she said.
Dean lifted his head and grinned. "Are you kidding, Aunt Laura?"
"Yes, I'm kidding." She lapped her tongue over his cockhead and pressed her lips to his balls. "You just relax and let me make love to you. We're not finished, honey. We've just begun."
CHAPTER NINE
Another year passed. It was a hot summer day. Vicky dove under the water one last time and then followed her brother out of the pool. They lay down on gliders side by side and let the sun dry them off.
"What do you want to do now?" Dean said.
"I don't know. What do you want to do?"
"Wanna fuck?"
"Sure!"
"Where'll we go?"
"Everyone's home."
"Well, I guess we can't fuck."
"I'm really in the mood, too."
They sat quietly for a while. Vicky thought about their dilemma and wished they were older.
"I wonder if Uncle Bill and Aunt Laura are ever going to move out," she said.
Dean shrugged. "I dunno. It's been two years. I'll be graduating soon and going away to school. That'll be one more room for Uncle Bill to take over."
"Yeah. Poor Aunt Laura. I'll bet she'd like to start a family. But Uncle Bill can't seem to hold onto a job."
"Yeah, I feel sorry for her too. She's a nice lady."
Vicky took a deep breath. "Are you still banging her?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You're a big boy, brother, dear, and I happen to know you're sticking it to Aunt Laura."
"Did she tell you?"
"Yes," the teenage girl lied.
"Well, if she told you, ask her about it."
"Oh, fuck you." Vicky wriggled around restlessly. As usual she was horny. "I wish we had somewhere to go."
"We could take a chance and go home."
"No, I'd like to do something different."
"Like what?"
"Like fuck Daddy!"
"Huh? You've got to be kidding."
"Uh uh. Daddy's a very sexy guy. You wouldn't know that, but he is."
"Mom's a sexy lady too."
Vicky giggled. "Speaking of Mom, don't tell me you're not fucking her."
"Like I said before, it's none of your business, but if you want to know, ask her."
"And like I said, fuck off."
The siblings wouldn't admit it, but they had been bored with each other for a long time and were eager for new experiences.
Now Vicky tied the straps of her bikini and jumped back into the water. As she swam around, she expected Dean to join her. He didn't. The next time she looked up he was talking to a big-busted redhead. Vicky quickly climbed out of the pool and took her place next to her brother. The redhead soon drifted off and Dean sat up.
"Let's go home," he said, reaching for his jeans.
"Wait up." Vicky struggled into her shorts.
"Come on, I've got a date."
"With the redhead?" Vicky yelled out, but Dean was already out of earshot.
They didn't talk much on the way home. Vicky understood her brother's moods and said nothing. When they arrived home, she went straight to her room to change and he went to his. When she returned downstairs, the house was empty.
Bored and hornier than ever, she went back upstairs. When she passed her parents' room she saw her father lying on the bed. She stepped into the room and hesitated. He was sound asleep.
She was about to leave when she realized this was her opportunity to get her father to fuck her. She was wearing a shortie robe and now she slipped out of it and dropped it over a chair. She kicked her mother's slippers aside as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
Harry was lying on his side. Emboldened by her horniness and her natural curiosity, the teenager worked the covers back and stared with hot eyes at his nakedness.
She couldn't see much until he rolled onto his back. Then his cock was clearly visible. And it was hard. He must be having a sexy dream, she thought with a smile. She leaned over to get a better look at his prick.
It was big. Bigger than Dean's and bigger than Uncle Bill's. It looked like a big fat sausage. And his balls looked loaded with jism.
Suddenly, Harry opened his eyes.
"What are you doing here?" he said casually.
Vicky was startled, but she quickly regained her composure. "I was going by and I saw that you were uncovered so I came in to cover you up.
"Where are your clothes? You're lying!"
She giggled nervously. "How can you say that, Dad?"
"It's easy. Jesus, the nerve of the kid! Well, now that you're here, give me your hand."
He sounded stern. She gave him her hand.
"Yes, Dad," she said meekly.
"Okay, now take my cock in your hand."
Vicky froze. "Huh?"
"You heard me. Take it in your hand."
"Daddy!"
"I thought so. Your bark is worse than your bite." He forced her fingers around his fuckpole. "I'm going to teach you a lesson, young lady."
Vicky grew frightened. This wasn't going at all the way she had planned.
"Let me go!" she said, trying to pull her hand away.
"Stop struggling!" Harry held her wrist tightly, forcing her to clutch his cock.
"Daddy!" she whined.
"You asked for it and you're going to get it."
"Okay, I came in here to fool around, but I didn't expect you to wake up."
"You came in here because you're a horny kid and you wanted me to fuck you!"
"Daddy!"
"Don't 'Daddy' me! You know you want it. God knows you've been trying to get to me for months!"
"It's getting so hard, Dad!" She glanced down at his cock. "I never felt anything like it."
Harry snickered. "Sure, you have. You've felt plenty like it."
"Oh, Daddy, you're teasing me!"
"Get over here and give me a kiss and let's cut the bullshit. We both want it."
"You're right, Dad, I do want it. I've wanted you to fuck me for ages."
She lay back. Harry took her into his arms and kissed her. Feeling his naked skin against hers made her pussy lubricate.
As they kissed, she brushed her hand along his belly and over his chest. His body felt warm and hard and wonderful and she had never loved him more.
"You're almost grown now," he murmured against her lips.
"I'm a woman!"
"Almost. God knows I never would have done this when you were younger."
"I want you to fuck me!"
"I know, baby. Your pussy's so wet. You're a woman down there."
"I'm a woman all over. My tits are very sensitive!"
"Let me kiss them. Mmmm, how does my tongue feel on your nipples?"
"Wonderful. Can I suck your cock?"
"Go on, baby. Go on and suck Daddy's cock!"
She slid down under the sheet and lowered her face to his crotch. She flicked her tongue over his cockshaft, took a deep breath, and closed her lips around his cockhead.
Harry groaned softly. Vicky sighed. All the other men who had fucked her paled by comparison. Her father was the one she had craved all along.
She began sucking. His cock pulsated in her mouth. She forgot everything and everyone as she concentrated on his big fuckrod.
She ached with need. How she wanted him! Her heart pounded. She could barely breathe. She wanted to suck him and suck him and never stop. She wanted him to fuck her into oblivion.
Now she licked his velvety cockhead and tasted his juices. The salty, tangy taste fired her own juices. Pussy-juice oozed from her cunt and dripped down her thighs.
"Get oh top of me, baby," Harry said.
She rolled on top of him, straddling his thighs. He pressed his cock into her juicy pussy. She fell forward and whimpered helplessly. His cock stimulated her fuck-muscles as he began pumping into her.
Then he was slamming into her, his bristly cock bush grinding against her clit and his thick prickshaft filling her cunt-hole.
She was gasping now, rapidly approaching ecstasy, throbbing with excitement and animal lust. Her hot young cunt was ripe and ready. She was going to come and so was he. They would come together, father and daughter. She knew that instinctively.
"Ooohhh, Daddy!" she howled. "I'm comingggg!"
Glorious release flooded her. Harry held her tightly against him and rammed his prick into her. They rode together, coming and coming and coming until both were exhausted.
Afterward he held her in his arms. She felt drained but totally satisfied.
"My God, what have I done?" he said.
She saw the stricken look on his face and got frightened. "It's okay, Dad, it's okay."
"No, it's not. I'm your father! I shouldn't have done it."
She clung to his arm, but he pushed her away. She began shaking all over.
"But we both wanted it. You said I was old enough. Oh, Dad, don't be sorry now. It was so wonderful!"
"How could I have let it happen?"
"It wasn't your fault. I wanted it. I made you do it."
"Don't touch me now. Let me think."
But Vicky patted his face and chest.
"I wanted it, Dad. I came here without any clothes on. Don't blame yourself." Tears streamed down her face.
With a soft grunt, he took her into his arms and held her close. "Okay, okay, don't cry."
"It was so good," she said, her voice muffled against his chest.
He snickered. "Yeah, it was, wasn't it?"
Vicky brightened. She wiped her eyes and kissed him on the lips.
"You're the best lover I ever had," she whispered.
Harry cocked an eyebrow and frowned. "And how many have you had, young lady?"
"Don't look at me like that. Not many. Oh, Dad, can we do it again?"
"Now?"
"Sure."
He shrugged. "If you can get it up again, it's yours."
"Yummy!"
She took his limp prick in her fist and gently squeezed it. Then she stretched out on her belly and took it into her mouth.
"You love a mouthful of cock, don't you?" he said, stroking her hair.
"Mmmm," she mumbled, her tongue swirling around and around the sensitive flared rim of his fuck-knob.
"Hold my balls, baby."
Vicky was happy to comply. She held his balls with one hand and his cockshaft with the other, j She used the tip of her tongue to tease every inch J of his prick and to poke into his piss-hole.
"Lick them, baby!"
She held his cock against her cheek while she! lovingly and thoroughly licked his balls.
"I love you, Dad," she whispered.
"I love you too, honey."
"It's getting hard again."
"Come here and let me kiss you!"
He cradled her in his arms and kissed her tenderly. He touched the warm wetness between her legs and wormed his index finger into her cunt-hole.
"It's so good," she whispered, sucking on his tongue. "So good when you put your finger in my cunt!"
"I want to fuck you again, baby. Do you want me to fuck you again?"
"Yes, Daddy, yes. But don't stop what you're doing."
"Here's another finger, honey. Now I have two fingers inside you. Is Daddy's little girl excited?"
"Yes, Daddy. I'm so hot!" She bit his lips and french-kissed him as he fingered her.
After a while he rolled on top of her. "Gotta fuck you, baby! Gotta have you again!"
"Yes, fuck, Daddy! Fuck me, please!" She was panting now, her pussy on fire.
"This time we'll go slower, honey. That's right. Pull your knees back. I'm going to enter you slowly. Like this. An inch at a time!" He pushed his hard cock into her tight cunt.
"Yes," she moaned. "Slowly. Ooohhh, Daddy. Let's make it last."
Each time he thrust another inch of his prick into her pussy, she trembled. She almost stopped breathing when the penetration was complete.
"Christ, baby, I don't know how much I can take. Your pussy's so tight. It's driving me crazy!" jj "Ummmmm, fuck me, Daddy! It's so good!"
He thrust in and out slowly, banging his balls against her ass. She wrapped her legs around his back and clung to him.
She wriggled and bounced and cried out as he fucked in and out of her swampy teenage pussy.
"You're not sorry anymore, are you?" she said. "Tell me you're not sorry, Dad."
"I'm not sorry, baby. You're such a good fuck, how can I be sorry?"
"I meant what I said before. You're the best lover I ever had!"
"I want to suck you pussy, honey. I want to make love to your pussy!"
He began sucking her tits. The teenager squealed when he took one stiff nipple into his mouth. He caught it between his teeth and lashed it with his tongue. Then he did the same to her other tit.
"So sweet," he murmured, burying his face against her big tits.
"Hard, Daddy, hard!" she cried, bucking her ass and surrendering to his big cock. "Fuck me hard, Daddy!"
With a groan, he tore into her tits, biting and licking and kissing every inch of her big tit-melons. At the same time he banged into her, sending his prick soaring into her tight cunt.
"I'm so close, Daddy!" she panted. "Yes, bite my tits! Oh, God, yes, there! And there! Oh, God, so close! So close!"
She crashed through an orgasm that took her breath away. When she opened her eyes Harry was roaring and coming inside her.
"Fuck that cock, baby!" he rasped. "Fuck Daddy's cock!"
Even when his balls were drained his cock stayed hard and he kept fucking her. The teenager cradled his head against her tits and came a second time.
"Oh, wow!" she panted. "I never came so many times!"
He kept banging into her. "I'm still hard, baby."
"I know, Daddy. I feel you deep inside me. God, it's good! So good!"
"I'm gonna come again! I don't fucking believe it, but I'm gonna come again!" He began thrusting more forcefully.
The teenager wound her arms around his neck and squealed. "Wow, I love it! Daddy, you' the greatest!"
CHAPTER TEN
After two years of living together, Clare and Laura became very close. One day the women were home alone, drinking coffee and chatting as they did every morning.
Laura found herself staring at Clare's cleavage. Both women were wearing robes, but Clare's was sheer and so low cut her tits were falling out.
Clare was repeating some gossip she'd heard about one of their neighbors when she noticed Laura staring at her tits.
"You're looking at my tits the way a man looks at them," Clare said with a wink.
Laura giggled. "I was, wasn't I? They're so lovely. No wonder men like big tits."
"I just wish mine were as big as yours. Here, let me get you some more coffee."
Their fingers touched as Clare refilled their cups. Laura, suddenly nervous, nibbled a donut and crossed and uncrossed her legs.
"What did she say then?" Laura said, referring to one of their neighbors.
"She told her to mind her own business and fuck off if she didn't like it."
Laura sighed. "Two years ago when I married Bill I would have been shocked to hear that story."
"You've changed a lot, honey." Clare sipped her coffee thoughtfully. "You know, it's nice that we're married to brothers. We can understand each other better that way, don't you think?"
"Yes. I sometimes wish I was still the old dopey Laura." Laura wrinkled her nose. "How you all must have laughed at me in those days."
Clare patted her sister-in-law's hand. "We didn't laugh at you exactly. But we did wonder how long it would take you to become more realistic about life."
Laura looked thoughtful. Then she took a deep breath. "Can I ask you a personal question?"
"Sure. There's nothing we can't tell at each other at this point."
"Have you ever cheated on Harry?"
Clare winced. "Hmmmm. That's heavy."
"Have you? I'll tell if you'll tell."
Clare giggled. "You've already told. So you're cheating on Bill. Well, good for you."
"Are you? I mean, cheating on Harry?"
"Of course. I'd be a sap not to."
Laura cleared her throat. "Have you ever slept with Bill?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, I've slept with him a few times."
"I've slept with Harry."
Clare groaned. "It figures."
"I slept with Dean too."
Clare burst out laughing. "Me too."
"You're his mother."
"You're his aunt."
"Jesus Christ!" they said in unison.
Neither spoke for a moment. Then Clare laughed again. "It seems that the only ones we haven't slept with are each other and Vicky."
"Oh, my God, that never even occurred to me."
"Balling another woman? It's more than occurred to me. I did it back in high school. It's a kick, honey. If you've never tried it, don't knock it."
"But it's so perverse. Two women. Yuch!"
Clare squeezed her hand. "Not yuch, babe. Really quite nice. Want some more coffee? Let's take it to the living room and get comfy."
They carried their cups to the living room and settled down on the sofa. Laura pondered what Clare had just said about balling another woman.
"I've got a natural curiosity about it," Laura said.
Clare blinked. "About what?"
"About lesbian love."
"Oh, we're back to that. Hmmmm, it seems to me you're more than just curious. I think you'd like to try it."
Laura felt her cheeks grow warm. "Are you suggesting we do it?"
Clare looked around the room. "Do you see someone else sitting here?"
"I don't know." Laura bit her lip and gazed at Clare's cleavage. Despite her attempts not to stare, she found herself drawn to her sister-in-law's tits.
"You're staring at my tits again," Clare giggled.
She moved closer to Laura. Soon their thighs touched.
"Tell me, do you or don't you want to live life to the fullest? Don't answer me yet. You've already fucked my husband and my son. Don't blush. You admitted it and so did I. So what? Now you really ought to try pussy. Like I said, it's quite nice. I haven't done it in years, but I remember how very pleasant it was."
"I don't know if I dare."
"Hey, remember, you're a big girl now. Not the dumb little blonde Bill married. Did you honestly believe a man could get sick if he was sexually frustrated?"
"Did Bill tell you that?"
"Yes. Did you believe it?"
Laura nodded. "Yes, I really did. I thought it was my fault if Bill got frustrated, or any man for that matter. I thought it was up to the woman to relieve a man's suffering. How you must have laughed at me."
"I did, sweetie. But you were just a kid then. Don't sweat it now."
"I'll bet Vicky was never that naive."
Clare took her hand and squeezed it. "You had such a sweetness about you. You still do. A very precious quality. Don't ever lose it entirely."
Laura's eyes glittered. "What a nice thing to say. I'm so glad we're close enough to be so totally honest with each other."
Clare suddenly untied her robe and released her big tits. "Take a good look, sweetie, and tell me you're not tempted."
Laura sucked in her breath. She had seen Clare's tits many times. But not like this. Not in such an intimate setting.
Clare giggled. "Don't look so shocked. They're suckable, I'm told. Bill loves sucking them."
"I don't want to hear it."
"Yes, you do. And I want to hear about Harry and you. The bastard! The only time he fucks me is when he wakes up with a hard-on."
"That's the only time Bill fucks me too."
"They're both bastards. They don't deserve us."
"I couldn't agree more. We're too good for them."
"What are we waiting for?"
"I don't know."
Clare stared at Laura's chest. "Your tits are so beautiful. I'd love to kiss them." She took hold of Laura's hand. "Touch my tits. See how nice it feels?"
Laura clutched one of Clare's tits. She squeezed it and them moved to the other. Clare sighed and began pulling Laura's robe open.
"Let's touch titties," Clare said, rubbing up against the blonde.
"They're touching," Laura said.
"Four big tits. You just can't beat them."
"I feel so funny. Sort of embarrassed."
Clare winked. "They say that nothing two consenting adults do is wrong."
"They do?"
"Now you sound like your old self again. Oh, sweetie, you're dying to do it. Why not admit it and stop torturing both of us?"
When Clare cupped Laura's tits, Laura flushed and pulled back. "I don't think we should."
"Oh, come here and don't be such a ninny. You know you want it." Clare dug her fingers into Laura's fleshy tit-mounds.
Laura closed her eyes, took a deep breath and felt her pussy moisten. "It's wrong. I'm no lesbian."
Clare stroked her nipples. "Neither am I. Just ask Bill."
"That wasn't nice."
"It was what you deserved."
Clare's face was very close to Laura's. When she kissed Laura's mouth, the blonde shivered and accepted her tongue greedily.
Tits squashed together. Lips and tongues met. Laura felt herself weaken. She was definitely turned on. More than that, she was turned on to Clare.
Laura became more aggressive. She began stroking Clare's tits and flicking her tongue halfway down Clare's throat. Then she grew embarrassed by her strong reaction and pulled back again.
You ought to see your eyes," Clare said.
"They're blazing. You're hot, honey. I can see it in your eyes."
"So what?"
Clare kissed her again. Then they were both naked, stretched out the length of the sofa and locked in each other's arms.
"It's going to be good," Clare said. "I can sense it's going to be very special."
"It is nice." Laura accepted Clare's probing tongue in her mouth.
They fondled each other's bodies, fingered each other's cunts and french-kissed over and over again.
"It takes a woman to know how to please another woman," Clare said.
Laura squeezed and stroked Clare's ass. "Don't you think the time will come when we'll both want a cock?"
"Yes, but I can take care of that." Clare reached for her robe and removed something from the pocket.
Laura stared at the cock-shaped piece of rubber. "What is that?"
"A dildo. Don't tell me you've never used one."
"I never even saw one."
Clare touched the dildo to Laura's tits. "I've got one upstairs that you plug in. My God, what a come-machine!"
"How does that thing work?"
"This one? You just stick it in, honey. When I'm licking your sweet pussy and you're dying for a cock, I'll just whip it out and give it to you."
Laura shook her head. "It's not the same as the real thing."
Clare flicked her tongue over the head of the dildo. "That's true, but sometimes a girl just has to make do."
Laura giggled. "You're awful, you know it?" She snuggled into Clare's arms.
"I'm going to make you feel good, honey. Between my tongue and this thing you'll see stars."
"Oh, Lord, I don't know."
"You're halfway there now. You're so hot you couldn't stop if you wanted to."
"Oh, you! Kiss me like that again. With your tongue."
Clare dropped the dildo and slipped her tongue into Laura's mouth. "You're all juiced up, honey. Your sweet little pussy is all excited.
Do you want me to lick it for you? Make it all better?"
"I don't know. I'm so confused."
"But you like when I tongue you. You like when I kiss you like this. You're so responsive. So sweet. I don't know why Bill doesn't enjoy fucking you."
"And I don't know why Harry doesn't enjoy fucking you."
"The bastards."
"Who needs them, anyway?"
"That's the spirit, babe. Give me that tongue again. Oh, baby, your finger feels so good in my cunt. Almost as good as a cock."
They decided to go upstairs where they could be more comfortable. In the bedroom, Laura stretched out and Clare climbed over her.
Clare spread Laura's thighs apart and drilled two fingers into her cunt. Laura moaned when Clare began kissing her massive tits while she frigged her.
"It feels so good," Laura said, squeezing her thighs around Clare's hand.
"Shake your ass, honey. Let yourself go. You're perfectly safe with me. Whatever you do, whatever you want, I'll help you. That's right, baby. Shake it."
Laura found herself ramming her ass up, screwing her pussy around Clare's fingers. She held Clare's head while Clare sucked and kissed and licked her tits.
When Clare pressed her lips to Laura's mouth, Laura frenched her hungrily. Her breathing came in gasps. She was totally caught up in the lovemaking.
Neither woman saw Vicky and Dean out in the hall, peering into the room. Vicky suppressed a giggle and Dean rubbed his hard-on against his sister's ass.
"Should we let them know we're here?" Vicky whispered.
"Hell, no," Dean said. "I wanna see this."
On the bed, Laura swiveled her hips as Clare resumed sucking her tits. Laura couldn't understand the feelings flooding her and she didn't try. She only knew that Clare was a marvelous lover. A sweet, tender, vigorous fuck-partner.
The blonde felt herself drawing closer and closer to orgasm. She was shaking all over and moaning. Suddenly she threw herself on top of Clare and straddled her. Then she began feasting on Clare's tits and frigging her cunt.
"Make me come," Clare cried, pushing Laura's head down.
When Laura's mouth reached Clare's cunt, she hesitated only a moment before licking Clare's slick pussy-lips.
Out in the hall, Dean and Vicky were quietly undressing.
"Don't go in there until I tell you," Dean warned his sister.
Vicky shivered. "I can't wait. Look at Mom. She looks like she's gonna pop off any minute."
"Sshhh. Watch Aunt Laura eat her."
"I can't stand it. I wanna go in now."
Dean held onto her hand. "Not until I say so. I wanna watch a little longer."
The two women on the bed were in the sixty-nine position now. Laura was amazed at how quickly she took to cunt lapping.
"Oh, baby, I can tell you love it," Clare said, her face drenched with Laura's pussy-juice.
Laura's joy increased when Clare shoved the dildo into her pussy while she licked her clit.
"That's wild," Laura said. "Oh! Oh! I'm coming!"
Clare thrust the dildo all the way into her cunt and tirelessly licked her clit. When Laura came, Clare licked up her juices and forced the tip of her tongue into her contracting cunt-hole.
"Did you hear something?" Clare said.
"No," Laura said, happily lapping away at Clare's pussy.
"I thought I heard voices out in the hall."
"It's your imagination. Just he still and let me bring you off."
"Yes, make me come. Oh, God, you're good! Real good. Oh, baby, you're a natural!"
In the hall, the teenagers' eyes met. Without a word, they tiptoed down the hall and quietly entered Dean's room.
"It'd be mean to walk in on them now," Vicky said as she sank to her knees and took her brother's cock into her mouth.
"Yeah, it would," Dean said. "We'll wait awhile. Get my cock good and hard and then we'll join them. Hell, why not? We're family, aren't we?"
