There is something about being free of the restraints of their parents and homes that encourage youths to try the unknown. The illicit, the forbidden, seem more attractive and less wicked somehow, especially without the threat of punishment or reprimand. A young boy will experiment with drugs for the first time when he goes away to college. A summer resort will encourage the loosening of inhibitions for a young girl vacationing alone.
In HIS NAUGHTY SISTERS, a few days aboard a sailboat anchored off a deserted island provide encouragement for a young man and his four sisters. Given command of the yacht by his parents for a few days, Jimmy little realizes the temptations and pitfalls he will be exposed to when his beautiful and lustful sisters turn to him to explore their sexuality.
HIS NAUGHTY SISTERS is about a time that everyone must face, that fragile moment between childhood and maturity. It is a frightening and confusing time, but one which holds lessons that will remain for the rest of your life.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Jimmy, you'd better get up. You know dad wants you to take the ketch down to Baytown today." Nan gave her brother a hard shake. He groaned, half rolled over. The sheet was pulled halfway down and she could almost see the rather tight condition of his underwear. She felt the thrill of wonder. Boys were really something else. They had that... thing hanging from them all the time. Sometimes it was soft and small. Other times...
"What time is it sis?" Jimmy was a lanky, curly headed boy. He had brown eyes to match his hair and a soft manner. But underneath that softness he was very strong. He'd been away from the family for three years on a mining exploration job in Alaska. He'd lived much of the time in the wilderness away from civilization. And he was only twenty-five.
Nan was glad he was back to spend the summer with the family. She'd always had a special place in her heart for Jimmy. They were the two oldest; Nan was twenty. Then the twins, Jolene and Jessie-the ones Nan worried most about. They were both blonde, sixteen and identical in every respect, even down to their naughtiness. Last was Holly. Nan didn't know whether to worry about fourteen-year-old Holly or just give up altogether.
They were vacationing on Tucker Island. Their father had a cabin there and they took the ketch out every summer to spend a month. This was the first time in over three years that Jimmy had come. Nan felt like she had a little help with him along. Her folks always expected her to keep track of the other three girls because she was more mature. As far as Nan was concerned, that simply meant because she was four years older than the twins.
"Jimmy? Are you listening to me?" She sat on her brother's bed and began to massage his back.
"I'm not getting up till you tell me what time it is," he grunted into the pillow. "Hey, up a little higher... now down... down... yeah, right there. Ahhh, that feels good."
"You ass," she said, tickling him. He squirmed a little and she noticed he was rubbing his cock down hard against the bed. Of course she couldn't see it now. But his underwear was stretched down between his thighs. He had one heck of a hard-on.
"Did you have nice dreams last night?" she teased.
"Nope. Wish I had."
Nan slapped him on the bottom and stood up. "Okay, up and at 'em." She went to the doorway and turned. "I've got some bacon frying."
"Where's dad?" Jimmy asked, looking up at her for the first time.
"He had to drive over to the other side of the island. There's a big blow coming tomorrow and he wanted to help the Johnsons close up their shutters and things."
"Yeah, I remember now." He swung his legs out of bed and stood up. Nan swallowed hard. Why did she keep feeling those tingles of excitement? Because she hadn't seen her brother for over three years maybe? Or because in that three years both of them had grown up a lot. Jimmy sure had. He was well over six feet, broad in the shoulders, well-muscled. He'd turned into a man. She couldn't keep her eyes from straying down his long, lean body. How big was that thing, anyway? She remembered playing naked with Jimmy when they were children and his cock had always been small and white and wrinkly.
Nan turned and went down the hall to the kitchen. Jolene and Jessie came plunging in the back door, blonde hair flying. They even ran in step it seemed.
"Is Jimmy up?" Jolene blurted.
"Is he?" Jessie quickly added.
"He's dressing. Leave him alone," Nan said, taking a fork to the bacon.
"Ohhhh, he's dressing!" Jolene giggled. Her tone was obvious enough to be embarrassing. "Let's go watch!"
"Girls... listen to me!" But the crazy pair were trampling down the hall. She heard them shut the door of Jimmy's room behind them. Should she go see that they didn't bother Jimmy? Well, he could run them out if they got on his nerves.
She had to admit to a little pang of jealousy. There had been a quiet competition between the twins and her over Jimmy's affection. That was before he'd left on that three-year job in the Alaskan wilderness. Jolene and Jessie had been thirteen. Now they were sixteen. But age wasn't the only difference in the girls. It made Nan mad every time she thought of her father's handyman. His ex-handyman. But even to that day, her dad didn't know why Lonny Hanson had quit. Nan knew. She was the only one, besides the twins, who knew. What she knew was that Lonny had done irreparable damage to Jolene and Jessie. But it went much deeper than the mere act of breaking their cherries, which he'd done quite easily. It had to do with morals. The twins had never been the same since that summer of sin there on the island.
"Darn, where is Holly? I called for her half an hour ago." Nan went upstairs to Holly's small cubicle. The door was partly open. Holly didn't know what the word modesty was all about. And sure enough, there she was, stretched out on top of her covers without a stitch on. Nan caught her breath. She had been about to knock on the edge of the doorframe, but stopped. Though she disapproved, there was something fascinating about the way Holly entertained herself.
Holly had waist-length hair the color of dark honey. This morning it looked as if she'd arranged it in a spray behind her head. She had a bottle of body lotion in one hand and as Nan watched, she squeezed some out into each of her small, pink nipples. Then she spread it around with a fingertip, rubbing the firm bumps gingerly until they glistened with the lubrication. She was humming happily as she did this. Another squeeze of lotion went on the tips of her fingers and she spread the oil between the lips of her pussy. It was easy to see what she was doing because she was virtually hairless down there. When the light was just right, a light down glistened on the lips of her cunt, but Nan couldn't really consider it hair.
Again, she almost rapped at the door, but the look of unashamed passion on that childish face made her stop. It wasn't the act that was so bad. Nan had indulged in a little fingerfucking herself. Sometimes a girl just couldn't help herself. But the way Holly went about it was almost too erotically innocent to watch. Holly played with the slightest trace of guilt or shame on her face. And Nan couldn't think about sex without blushing. Just seeing Jimmy's cock that morning had gotten a little aroused.
Holly went on humming, her small finger working slickly between the glistening lips of her mound. Nan could hear the sexy sounds as her young sister's petals clung and slurped around her knuckles.
"La-la-la-lo-lo-lo," she hummed, eyes closed with pleasure. The other hand was keeping her small nipples in a state of tumid excitement. Nan noticed that Holly looked flat when she was on her back, though the youngster did have small swells of breasts when she was sitting upright. Nan laughed to herself. If Holly had her way, she'd never be in an upright position, "Mnnnooohhh... ohhhhh gosh... ohhhhhh!" Holly twisted on the bed. Her small hips writhed as she increased the tempo of her rubbing. She arched her back as if to push her tits as high as they'd go. And all the while she rubbed the nipples with increasing excitement.
Nan noticed that Holly's plump toes were fanned apart and she was pointing them downwards. She had her legs spread well apart to give her digging room between. Her flat belly heaved with increasing tempo. Her head flopped from side to side and the look of relaxed amusement changed subtly. She looked slightly agonized now. As if something was so intense that she could hardly stand to keep doing it and yet couldn't bring herself to stop.
"Mhhhhuuh... nhhhaaaa!"
Nan knew she couldn't go barging in now. She didn't think that Holly would be too embarrassed, but knew that she would. But in the back of her mind, she wished she knew of a way to cool down her youngest sister. It wasn't that Holly finger-fucked. It was that she did it so much.
Her folks had had Holly examined by a couple of doctors. One for her body, the other for her mind. Both had told them not to worry. That after the initial thrill had worn off, Holly would calm down and become an average, semi-bored teenager. But after a year, Holly had not calmed down. She'd even drawn Nan into her little conspiracy. Holly had made Nan promise that she wouldn't tell how much she played with herself. She even got Nan to imply to her folks that Holly had indeed cooled off some. That she was approaching normalcy. It made Nan want to laugh. If anything, Holly was doing it more than ever.
"Ohhh... ohhhh yes... yessss," the girl cooed. It was a little song she half sang, half hummed. Nan was glad she hadn't reached the shrieking stage yet. It always broke her up to hear Holly gasp and growl like a wild animal. For someone so small and young, her sister had the most intense orgasms! And watching only made Nan think of indulging her own body. Something she'd tried to control as she'd entered her twenties.
"Nhhuh... ohhh... soooo slow... " Holly's slim ass worked steadily now. It plumped up and down against her clawing fingers. The other hand pinched and petted her tiny nipples. Her breath came loud and hard. As if she were trying to dislodge something from her lungs. Her eyes rolled, not focused on anything. She flipped half onto one side then back onto her back. Her knees bent, kicked straight again. She was a lovely little thing. Nan thought she looked like an old-fashioned doll.
Then she saw something in Holly's hand she'd never seen the girl use before. It was a hairbrush, turned around so that the smoothly varnished handle was pointed between Holly's cunt lips. With savage groans, the quivering nymph shoved the juice-covered handle up and down her slit. Nan was relieved to see that she wasn't entering her body with it. Holly was still a virgin. Nan could only guess for how long. It depended on how successful Nan was at keeping her away from boys.
"Nhuu... yeah... coming... coming... arrrrrr!" She flopped around savagely on the bed, legs going, hands working. Nan stepped back so that she wouldn't see the final, convulsive tremor. But the sounds were too inviting. She had to look. And when she did, her mouth fell open from the lust she felt.
"Ohhhhh... it itches so bad... sooooo bad!" Holly squirmed into unimaginable positions as her come shivered like lightning through her small body. At last she flung the brush away and sat up, pulling one small heel in tight against her pussy. Using it to rub herself with, she worked her plump, parted lips up and down with furious energy until the heel was glistening with hot juice. She gave one last shudder and fell back exhausted on the bed. There was a look of pure bliss on her innocent features.
Nan could feel her own cunt leaking moisture onto the crotch piece of her panties. But she steadied her breathing, straightened her shoulders and tapped politely on the half open door.
"Holly, breakfast is about ready, darling."
"Huh... ohhh... yeah... sure." She didn't sound the least bit interested.
"Could I come in for a second?"
"I don't care." Holly said, voice weak. Nan gave her a few seconds to cover up and then walked into the small bedroom. But as she'd guessed, Holly hadn't tried to hide her shameful condition at all. She lay there as before, legs sprawled out, hair mussed and her pussy stretched open. Holly just plain didn't care what people thought.
"You've been doing it again, haven't you?" Nan said, scolding her a little.
"You know I can't help it, Nan. It feels so good."
"I know it feels good," Nan said, sitting on the bed beside her. "But it feels good to me too and I don't do it all the time. Holly opened her eyes and glared at Nan.
"You said you wouldn't get after me any more. Remember?"
"I know, I'm sorry. I just worry. I'll shut up."
Holly let her head flop back down, satisfied for the moment. Very slowly she closed her legs. Nan caught a subtle and delicate aroma. The smell of very young pussy. She picked up the hairbrush. It was still slick on the handle.
"You'd better be careful with this."
"Uh-huh," Holly said. She yawned, stretched. Then her eyes brightened. She sat up and gave her cunt another pet. It was as thoughtless as if she were scratching her chin. "Nan, do you think you might loan me five bucks?"
"What for?"
"Something I saw hi a store. Something I want."
"You borrowed some money from me last week, remember."
"Please, Nan. Please?"
"Okay, I'll give it to you after breakfast." She got up. "Dad's letting Jimmy take the boat down to Baytown today and we're all going. So you'll have to get your shopping done quick."
"Neat," Holly said digging in a drawer. She pulled out a pair of skimpy silk panties and pulled them up her slim legs. Nan hurried back to the kitchen and turned off the bacon. She set the table and set out some butter. Then she went back down the hall to Jimmy's room.
When she flung open the door, her eyes went wide. Jolene was sitting on Jimmy's abdomen and he was on his back, arms by his head. Jessie was pinning his wrists down from above with Jolene's help. Jolene's short skirt was hiked up so that Nan could clearly see her bikini panties where they'd ridden down to expose the crack of her ass. She was squirming around and giggling. Jimmy still had on his undershorts, but it was obvious that he had a terrific erection. And that was what Jolene was squirming around on.
"He's easy to whip," Jessie said. The only way Nan could tell her from Jolene was that Jessie's breasts were slightly larger under the skin-tight T-shirts. Jessie leaned down and licked the tip of her brother's sun-burned nose. He was blushing, laughing.
"Cut it out girls," Nan said sharply. "Come on out. Let Jimmy dress!"
"Aw... " remarked Jessie.
"Spoilsport," Jolene added.
As the two blondes passed her, Nan gave them a hard look. "You two know how to cook, so you can start the eggs this morning. Make them scrambled." She closed the door behind their twitching bottoms.
"They sure have changed," Jimmy said, shaking his head. He quickly pulled a pair of jeans over his shorts to hide the swollen state of his prick. "Don't even give a guy a chance to go take a leak."
"Something happened to the girls while you were gone, Jimmy." Nan gave him a serious look and sat down. "Maybe I should tell you about it."
"Maybe you should." He looked more embarrassed than ever. Nan wished she could spank Jolene. But the twins were long past that kind of discipline.
"You remember daddy's handyman. He was working for him before you left for Alaska."
"Lonny? Yeah, I remember."
"Well," Nan started, trying to hide her shyness, "to make a long story short, Lonny seduced both the twins."
"Jolene? And Jessie?" He shook his head. "They were just kids... "
"Not exactly," Nan put in. "They were fifteen at the time. They were always putting on an innocent act, but Jessie... "
"Yeah. Go ahead and tell me."
Nan blushed violently. "Somehow Lonny taught her how to do things with her... " Nan couldn't meet her brother's eyes. "... her mouth. He'd take the two of them out to his room for the night. Mom and Dad still don't know." Jimmy sat on the bed hard.
"The folks don't know anything? But Lonny is gone now... "
"He quit," Nan said. "The girls drove him half crazy. They arranged a little trap and Jolene took a snapshot of Lonny having sexual relations with Jessie. I saw the picture. It made the whole thing look like rape." She swallowed, relieved that she'd had the courage to confide in her brother.
"Blackmail," he mumbled.
"Yeah. After they discovered how weak he was, they took advantage." She sighed. "In a way I kind of feel sorry for Lonny. But then I hate him too for starting the whole thing. If he hadn't shown the twins all about sex... "
"But how come you found out all this?"
"I caught Jessie with Lonny one time. She was doing... " Nan bit her lip. "Well, she was doing what I told you Lonny taught her. It makes me ashamed to even tell you. So the twins took me into their confidence and made me promise to keep quiet." She pushed the chair back and stood up. "I think they got over two hundred dollars out of Lonny before he just disappeared. Of course they never had any intention of giving his secret away."
"Wow," Jimmy said, pushing fingers through his hair. "I guess I have been away too long."
Nan went to the door and turned. "But what I wanted to say is that the girls haven't been quite... normal... since that happened. They go out on dates, find a way to get rid of one of the boys and then both of them go after one guy. They're kind of like vultures, only much prettier." Jimmy was looking at her like she was out of her mind.
"No, Jimmy. I'm not kidding. I heard about some of this from the sister of a guy who went out with Jolene. He thought he was going out with Jolene. He got Jessie too. Or maybe I should say they got him." She started away, then looked back over her shoulder. "Oh, by the way. Breakfast should be ready now."
CHAPTER TWO
Jolene kicked sand and watched the wind blow some of it into the water. The surf was mild and steady, the cool wavelets lapping around her ankles. Jessie walked close by, her fingers entwined with Jolene's. A sand fly lit on her smooth, flat belly and Jolene brushed it away. She and her sister were wearing matching bikinis. But they weren't really bikinis at all. They'd made them on their mother's sewing machine out of the sheerest nylon. It was so thin in fact that when Jolene swam, the crotch band always twisted up between her cunt lips. But men loved the teensy strings that held up the triangles of pale blue. Their mother had made them sew in a double layer so that their nipples wouldn't show through when the suits were wet.
"I've been thinking," Jolene said.
"Me too." Jessie let go her sister's hand and picked up a shell.
"Remember when I was sitting on Jimmy this morning?"
"Yeah," Jessie said, seemingly more intent on the shell than her sister's words.
"Well, you know he had a hard-on."
"Sure. All boys have hard-ons in the morning. It's because they have to pee. Lonny always did even when he was sleeping." Jessie tossed the shell away and bent to find another.
"Lonny was a walking hard-on."
Jessica giggled. "Wouldn't that be too much! A walking hard-on." She hugged her breasts. "Ohhh, I'd go up and give it a hug if I saw one."
Jolene frowned at her, touched her damp hair. "You made me forget what I was going to say. Oh yeah, about Jimmy."
"Well?"
Jolene leaned close to whisper. "I'd love to fuck him."
"God, Jolene, he's your brother."
"I thought of that." She scratched her hip. "Does it make any difference?"
"Your damn right it does. If mom or dad caught you... "
Both girls exploded in giggles. They walked a little further into the sea. The spray frothed around them. Jessie romped down the beach ahead of her twin sister, then waited for Jolene to catch up.
"No, really," Jolene went on, "I got all excited sitting on him. I could feel his cock through his skivvies real good. Of course I had on my panties too, but I could still feel that thing. It was throbbing and kinda hot."
"Ohhh, you make me shivery," Jessie said, rubbing her nose. She always rubbed her nose when she was feeling sexually excited. It was a small difference between them that no one had ever noticed.
"I think he's pretty big. Anyway, he's long. I could tell by the way he felt pressing up against my pussy!" She tilted her head. "Lonny wasn't very long."
"Will you quit!" Jessie laughed. "Or I'm gonna have to yank my bikini down and... "
"Hey, look!" Jolene said, pointing down the beach. They usually found themselves alone at this time of day, but beyond a big rock Jolene could make out the solitary figure of a man. He was in swimming trunks, looking out to sea. Nearby she thought she could see a blanket and a portable radio.
Jessie snickered. "I wonder how long he is!" She turned to Jolene. "And how do you know how long or short Lonny was. Who are you comparing him with?"
"Nobody. That's just the trouble." She was squinting at the figure down the beach. "Come on, let's jog."
As they trotted up to the guy, Jolene wondered how they must appear to him. She was fully aware of their budding sexuality. Jessie had lovely tits and her own were just about as big. They quivered as they ran, almost bouncing out of the skimpy silk cups of their bikini tops. The man turned and watched with a smile.
"Hi!" chorused the twins, and laughed their names at him.
"Howdy," the man said and admitted to being called Monty.
They exchanged small talk. Monty looked politely away when Jessie rearranged one of her rather plump breasts in its cup, but she smiled at him as if she'd merely slapped one of those pesky sand flies.
"You here on vacation?" Jessie asked.
"I work at the docks," the young man said, touching his dark mustache. Jolene had circled behind him to see how well he was put together. She liked his ass. It was more muscular than Lonny's had been. In fact, the more she thought about Lonny, the more she realized what an imperfect specimen he'd been.
Jessie was really working on him. It was the way they always started their game. Jessie giving him an obvious come-on while Jolene began to sulk with jealousy. At the last they'd managed to get Lonny to promise all sorts of silly things. Poor Lonny.
"I want to swim," Jessie said, taking the man's hand. "Go with me."
"Sure... "
Jolene watched them splash into the incoming waves. When they were waist deep, she saw her sister's hands go down to the man's waist. She couldn't hear them talking but they laughed and Monty blushed and nodded. In a little bit Jolene saw his trunks floating in on a wave top. She picked them out of the sand, wrung them out and folded them twice. Then she buried them and camouflaged the spot. The next wave finished the job.
Out in the waves, Jessie was leading Monty further up the beach. Jolene watched as they came ashore and ducked toward an outcropping of coral and granite. Jessie, of course, had already taken off her bikini bottom and hung it around her neck. One breast flopped free of its skimpy cup. Jolene could see Monty say something and pull her sister against him. Then they were out of sight.
"I like your name," Monty said. "Jessie. It sounds wild."
"I am wild," Jessie said, pushing her hand down his belly.
"Yeah... you are!"
Jessie had her cunt-mound up against the man's thigh. She knew he could feel her kinky cunt-hair and the moisture from her seeping slit. She gave Monty her open mouth and he kissed her with a groan of excitement. These silly males could lose their cool in a matter of seconds. It excited her to have such power over a man. It made her feel smarter, more aware.
"Do you want me?"
"God, yes!" Monty sighed, pushing his hands down the curve of her back. He caressed her bare ass-cheeks and she wiggled around to make him want her even more. Then she let the hand on his belly slide further. She grasped his hot cockshaft and began to massage it. Up to-then he hadn't really been hard. Maybe because they were outside and all. But as soon as her fingers began to knead the spongy firmness, she could feel it filling with hot blood.
"Ohhh," she sighed, pushing her wet lips against his throat, "you're big!"
"Let me take this off," Monty breathed, undoing her tiny halter. She liked the feeling of her breasts coming free. With a groan Monty covered one tit with his mouth and sucked hungrily at the nipple. She let her head flop against his shoulder and clung around his neck as he worked the sensitive nubbin with his tongue.
"Ghaaaaa... ohhh, I like that. Do it harder... do it... do it!"
They slipped down onto the sandy beach. The sun warmed her bare ass as she knelt there with him. He kept trying to pull her down onto her back, but she resisted.
"You lie down," she commanded, giving him a sultry look. Monty did like she wanted. Jessie tossed her blonde hair back and straddled him. Then, holding his rigid cock up with one hand, she began to rub her swollen, slippery pussy back and forth against the super-sensitive knob.
"Jesus! Ohhhh, wow, baby, let's go ahead and get it on, what do you say?"
"You don't have a rubber, do you?"
"I don't carry one with me when I'm swimming."
"We can't fuck then." But Jessie kept rubbing his cocktip against her pussy. It felt wonderful. She was crazy for the way it felt. Slippery... she was so damned slippery between her mound. She leaned down to kiss him directly on the lips. He held her down against him, her breasts dragging across his chest as she pumped her ass up and down against his prick. She knew that he was dying to get it in her. It made her want to laugh.
"Damn... you're so hot, so goddamn hot!" Monty rolled her over suddenly. She felt sand against her ass as he forced her legs apart. But when he pushed his cock forward, Jessie had both hands clamped over her throbbing mound.
"Eat me first."
Without hesitation, the good-looking guy crawled down between her thighs and started licking her fingers. Little by little she opened them to give him a taste of the succulent, soft flesh underneath. He moaned with want. That was how Jessie wanted him. Begging.
"Yesssss... like that," she gasped, taking her hands completely away. Monty's tongue flicked hungrily over the swollen outer lips and then dove between them. Jessie arched her back, lifting her hips from the beach as she dug her nails against the nape of the man's head to pull him against her.
The slurp of his lips against her delicate folds made her whimper with lust. She was really going now... she could feel the beginning of the tickle which would build and build until she screamed with the intensity of it.
Again the strong man tried to mount her. He was about to push his rigid cock into her pussy when Jessie wrapped her fingers around it and gripped tight. He couldn't pry her loose and she could tell that it hurt him to be held so tightly.
"No," she whispered, shaking her head.
"What in hell do I have to do?"
"Eat me some more," she smiled. "Only you get on bottom this time."
Jessie rolled him onto his back and straddled his face. That was one of her favorite positions. She could vary the pressure, make everything perfect. She had her knees in the sand, her ass plunging up and down against his chin and lips and teeth. She could feel his tongue gouging and flicking her clit when she tilted her hips at just the right angle. It was heaven and though she could have come twice already, she'd held it back.
"Christ, you're beautiful!" Monty gasped, his words half smothered by the pink wet heat of her young pussy.
"I know," Jessie sighed, holding her clit down for him to suck on. He pulled it between his teeth and fanned it with the tip of his tongue. Jessie shuddered violently as the devastating pleasure boiled up inside her. She wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. It was getting too good.
"Ahhhhh," she cried. "Yikes!"
"Le'me fuck you," Monty begged, but she held his face still and covered his open mouth with her split. His hands fumbled-at her waist. When she looked down between her tits, she could see her blonde curls clinging to the man's lips. She could feel his tongue reaching up into her body and then sliding across her clit again. She bucked with excitement, forcing her mound even wider. Now he was licking every bit of that feverish surface! And she felt her tickly pleasure begin to surge.
Jessie couldn't hold off her come any longer. But she always got so giddy and weak when she came that if this strange guy guessed what was happening he'd pounce her in a second. And she didn't want his prick shooting cream inside her. So she smothered her hot moans and tried to keep from trembling.
"Yuuuhhh... ohhhhhh, you're doing it just right darling," she gasped. She saw stars burst against her closed eyelids. The roar of the ocean reached a crescendo. She grabbed him with both hands and ground ecstasy from her pussy. And just as she began to jerk and twitch in the final, devastating pleasure, she sensed that Monty knew.
"Damn... gotta get inside you," he gasped, flipping her onto her back in the sand. He spread her arms out and pinned them to the beach. She felt his lunging, his slapping cock against her thighs.
"Help... Jolene!"
Jolene came skittering down the rocks. She bounded from the last ledge and landed ankle-deep in sand... just a yard from-where Monty was trying to fuck her writhing sister. Without hesitation, she circled her fingers around his balls and squeezed just tight enough to let him know what was going on.
"Get off her, damn it!" she said.
Monty grunted and froze. "Hey... don't do anything crazy with those!"
"I don't want to hurt you," Jolene cooed, fondling the slippery eggs in their sac. "Ohhh, they're so warm. Bet they're full of cum, too."
"Christ!" the young man groaned, more afraid of what pain she might inflict on him than any discomfort he was actually experiencing. "Who are you two? Where did you come from."
Jessie tilted her head and frowned at him. "We got off a flying saucer." She got untangled from under the man's body. "You were gonna fuck me without a rubber. That's not nice." he was on his hands and knees, looking up at her. She leaned to him and her frown changed quickly to a smile. Then she pushed her tongue into his mouth and kissed him furiously. He moaned again, completely confused now and Jessie danced away giggling like a maniac.
"I think my sister wants you to eat her too," she said, circling behind him. Jolene let her sister take Monty's balls in her firm grasp and got down on the sand on her back. She was panting with anticipation. She loved to have her pussy eaten. Ever since Lonny had showed them what it was all about, she'd craved every good-looking guy she saw.
She wiggled her hips and scooted out of her bikini bottom. Monty was looking a little exhausted. Poor Monty. His head was hung between his arms, but when she inched her bare belly into view, his eyes brightened. He looked with unashamed lust at her lightly tanned belly, the firm shape of her upper thighs and the sparsely-haired beauty of her cunt-mound.
"God, I can't believe this... "
"Make him believe it," Jolene said to her sister and saw Jessie squeeze his balls. Monty's mouth fell open in response to the lustful sensation. Just before he put his mouth down against Jolene's cunt, she saw his cock swinging under his belly. The head was dark, dark purple. The shaft was studded with veins that looked ready to explode.
"Ohhhh, God... that's it... ohhhhh yesssss!" Jolene grunted happily, working her ass in circles under the licking, nibbling mouth of their captured stud. She'd gotten pretty worked up just watching her sister mess around with this guy. She'd watched it all from the top of the rock. And now that his mouth was actually pressed against her steamy folds, she knew she was going to get off in a matter of seconds.
"I like his balls," Jessie said, happily playing with the tender things. "One is bigger than the other but I can't figure out whether it's the left one or the right one."
"Uhnnnnn," Jolene gasped, wrapping her soft thighs around Monty's head. She dug her heels into his back, pulling her cunt upwards, rubbing it's parted surfaces against his licking, sucking mouth.
She came violently, flopping onto her side, getting her leg tangled under Monty's arm. He kept gnawing at her flooding cunt and she whimpered like a puppy there before him. When at last Jolene opened her eyes, Jessie had made Monty stand up. She still had her fingers circled tightly around his ballsac.
"Damn... you." He gritted his teeth, brushed hair from his eyes. "You know I could grab you. You might hurt me but as soon as I got my hands on you, you little bitch!"
"He sure talks big," Jessie laughed, her arm lodged in the crack of his ass so she could keep a firm grasp on him, "but I don't think he's as mad as he sounds."
Jolene pushed herself up and shook the sand from her bikini bottom. "He's not mad. He's enjoying this." She stepped up to Monty and dragged the damp crotch of the silky bathing costume across the handsome man's face. She knew what he was smelling. The faint, pungent musk of her own youthful body. It always worked like magic and Jolene wasn't surprised when a grin broke across his face. .- "You're right!" Jessie exclaimed, jumping up and down. Her hand still pinched his ballsac. "He-likes somebody to hold him by the balls."
"No, sweet sister, not just anybody. Another man wouldn't do at all." Jolene kissed his mouth lingerlingly. Then she stepped into her bikini bottom and tied the tiny strings. The cool nylon felt good against her inflamed pussy. She faced Monty and wrapped both hands around his cock. "But men don't mind it at all if a woman gets them by the balls." She pushed her tongue out and brushed his bottom lip. "Do they?"
Again Monty grinned. "You got me all right. You sure got me."
"He's got a sense of humor," Jolene said. "I like a guy who can laugh in the face of adversity."
"What's adversity?" Jessie asked, her nose wrinkled as she thought.
"What we've given poor Monty. But I think he deserves better."
"Oh, shit, let's go back to the beach house. I'm bored with him."
Jolene watched the young man's eyes. "Maybe we should give him back his trunks first."
"Let him find them. They'll wash up."
"I buried them," Jolene laughed. She was massaging the skin of Monty's cock. She watched his chest take in more and more air. His eyes closed. His knees trembled like he could hardly stand there on the beach without folding.
"You're not going to bring him off, are you?" Jessie nagged.
"Let him go, Jess. We had our fun with him and actually he was much nicer about it than most guys are."
"He might grab you," Jessie warned. "No, he knows who's boss now, don't you Monty?"
"Uhhhnnn... yeah!" He licked his dry lips. He put his hands on her shoulders but not to throw her down or anything so gross. The poor guy needed help standing. Jessie let go his balls and stepped away to see what was going to happen. Jolene massaged his cock with even, graceful strokes.
"You'd better lay down, Monty," she breathed. He sank to his knees immediately. Jolene went to her knees beside him, her hand never ceasing its movements. She was surprised when she felt something hot and slick flood out into her palm.
"Oh my, he was really stoked up, Jessie. Poor guy." She milked the hot cum from him, drawing the seed from deep in his balls and massaging the entire length of his prick. She watched the surges of white ooze out and drip down her fingers. The sun made the cum flow with lovely radiance. She liked the way it felt clinging between her fingers. She liked the smell of it too. And in a way she envied her twin sister for having experienced the taste of a man's cum. Jessie had swallowed Lonny's cum more than once. But Jolene couldn't get her to describe the experience in enough detail. What did it feel like, spurting against your tongue? And how did it feel to have a man's throbbing cock thrust between your lips?
"Ohhhh, God, he's getting it all over you," Jessie said, bending down to watch Jolene's moving hands.
"He's got a lot!"
"Yeah!" Jessie licked her lips. Jolene didn't know whether it was coincidence or an indication that her twin was really thinking about tasting jizz. Because Jessie had never even really admitted liking the taste of the stuff. Monty gasped and his head flopped weakly to the side. Jolene was propping him up, his arm hung heavily around her shoulders. She could still feel that powerful muscle working up deep in his groin. And every time it spasmed, a new glob of semen oozed from the tiny slit at the tip. She milked more of the thick stuff down to the pulsing cock head and watched it dangle in strings to the sand.
Jessie finished squirming back into her bikini and bounced around impatiently.
"Come on, let's go. He's wasted now."
Jolene kissed Monty's cheek. He looked at her with a numb expression. But there was awe in his eyes. She was sure he'd never run into two girls quite like them.
"My sister just wants to cast you off like a used-up innertube," Jolene said, then laughed. "But don't worry. I'm not quite so cruel." She stood up and brushed the sand from her legs. Some of Monty's cum smeared across her skin and she wrinkled her nose in a frown.
"My trunks... " the young man said, voice weak.
"Wait here, I'll go get them."
The twins bounced off down the shoreline. Jolene found the hiding place and unearthed the swimming trunks with her toe. She tossed them to Jessie. "Go give him these. We'd better be getting back to the house."
"Should make him swim for them," Jessie pouted. Then she smiled and pulled out the net pouch sewn inside the trunks. "Look at what they give them to put their cocks in!" she bubbled. "Men are really weird. You know, to have something hanging from them like that."
Jolene watched Jessie scamper down the beach towards the rock where Monty lay resting. He was probably trying to figure out whether he was still sane or not. Jolene giggled and watched Jessie come jogging back.
"He said he's in love with you," Jess blurted, pretending anger. "What did I do wrong?"
"You're just a little savage," Jolene said, poking her twin sister in the side. "Come on."
And as they walked up the beach hand in hand, Jolene was thinking of her brother. How nice he'd smelled that morning when they'd gone in and wrestled him. How his cock had looked hidden under the stretched cotton of his skivvies.
"Sometimes he did it too hard with his tongue," Jessie said out of the blue.
"Men have to learn how to do that," Jolene agreed. "A girl is pretty tender right there." She shrugged, laughed. "Oh, well, he tried." Jessie considered this and then looked thoughtful again.
"Holly is a sex maniac, did you know that?"
"Jessie, she's just experimenting."
"Some experimenting," Jess said, eyes wide. "I watched her use a hot dog and a pickle and that stupid hairbrush she's got. She does it all the time."
"And you're perfectly normal of course."
"Sure! Just a red-blooded American girl. That's what Lonny told me!"
"Come on, dum-dum," Jolene said, pulling her sister along. "If we don't hurry, Jimmy'll take the boat out without us."
"That guy made me sleepy... "
"Aren't you the grateful one!" Together they jogged down the beach.
CHAPTER THREE
"That one... right there behind the little radio." Holly pointed and stood on her toes. The clerk got the bullet-shaped object from the showcase and put it gingerly onto the counter. He watched Holly with obvious curiosity. She smiled up at him the same as if she'd been about to buy a bar of soap.
"How does it work?" she asked brightly.
"Well, the batteries go in here... " He opened the base and showed her the empty cavity.
"It doesn't have any?"
"They come extra."
"I might as well get some now. Would you put 'em in for me?"
"No trouble," smiled the clerk, "no trouble at all." He broke two fresh batteries out of their package and slid them into the shaft of the vibrator. Holly licked her lips unconsciously as he screwed the base back on. "When you want it to work," the man said, "You just turn the base like... " The gadget began to buzz and Holly could see that the smoothly rounded tip had become a blur. She let out a breath and swallowed hard.
"Gosh! It really works."
"It's guaranteed," the clerk added. "Shall I wrap it up?"
"You'd better turn it off first." She was aware of the clerk's look. He kept stealing glances at her slim legs, her bare feet. Lots of people on the island went shoeless, but she always felt men looking at her feet. They looked just like any other feet. Oh maybe a little finer turned at the ankles, a little smaller than a mature woman. She dug two crumpled bills from the pocket of her cut-off jeans. Her T-shirt hiked up as she reached them to him and the clerk looked at the briefly exposed softness of her belly before fumbling the bills to the cash register.
"If it's a gift, I can have it wrapped... "
"That s all right, it's for me. You don't have to wrap it."
"It's for you, huh?"
"Why, yes." She felt a slight rush of blood to her ears, but had no trouble meeting the clerk's eyes. He blushed and dug her change from the register.
She was on her way down the street with her little paper sack when she met Jimmy coming across the street towards her.
"I just talked to dad," he told her, "he wants me to gas up the boat in case we catch some dead wind. That blow is going to be here by tomorrow night. I guess we can make it to Baytown easy and put her up the river a mile or so. She'll ride it out there okay."
"Where's Nan?" Holly switched her package to the other hand and walked beside him.
"Stocking the galley. I hope she doesn't forget the beer for me."
They went towards the beach house, Holly thinking of how nice it was to have a brother again. When she took his hand and pushed her fingers between his, Jimmy smiled down at her.
"You really grew up while I was gone, punkin."
"You have too." Her eyes caught as they swept up his legs. She couldn't help but stare at the lump in his crotch. Holly thought of what he must look like without clothes and thought of the ivory-colored bullet she'd just bought. She remembered the way it had buzzed, the blurry look of the tip moving so fast.
Jimmy and she jumped into the jeep and he headed to the docks. When they pulled up, Holly could see the Sea Scamp bobbing in the swells. She loved to take trips on the water. And it was going to be even more fun this time since their parents weren't coming along.
Nan was in the galley putting things away when they came down the steps. Holly found the little corner of the sleeping quarters where she always settled in during a trip. She stashed her package under the mattress. Jolene and Jessie would probably be sharing that compartment with her. Nan would sleep in the bunk nearer the stern and if the weather was good, Jimmy would take his sleeping bag topside.
By noon, they were chugging slowly out into the bay. Mom and dad waved from the dock as Jimmy steered clear of the buoys and brought the boat around. Everybody was working now. Holly helped Nan with the jib while the twins ran up the forestay. When they were out from shore, Holly took the wheel while Nan and Jimmy worked on the mainsail. Now they were really skimming along. Holly went to get Jimmy a beer from the galley.
There was no one around when she twisted off the cap. The brown, shiny neck of the bottle made Holly suddenly feel very sexy. She imagined that thing sliding up inside her. Of course nothing ever slid up inside her. She was a tight little virgin, but she could imagine.
She glanced up the passageway. Everyone was on deck, watching the boat tear through the water.
"Ohhhh, God, I shouldn't do this right now but... " She bit her bottom lip, unbuttoned the front of her denim shorts and stretched the elastic of her panties down. Then she pushed the slippery mouth of the beer bottle down along her closed lips. They parted easily and she moved the cool glass back and forth against her clit. A shuddering jolt of pleasure made her lean against the refrigerator. She plunged her trim ass up and down, feeling the odd sensation every time her clit popped into the mouth of the bottle. Finally she held it against her in just that spot, her clit throbbing against the cold glass like some small sea animal who'd been caught. The rim of the bottle's mouth pressed gloriously into the tender, surrounding tissue.
"Yaaahhh... ohhhh, shit!" She lurched as the boat took a gust of wind. The touch of the smooth glass, the tickle of the carbonation was so different that Holly felt her excitement building fast. "Mmmmmmm. Ohhhhh, God! It's coming!"
But someone else was coming, too. She jerked her cut-offs closed and managed to start up the steps to the deck. Jessie passed her going down.
"Wanted to see where I'm sleeping," she said. Holly watched her disappear below and then, leaning against the wall passageway, she pulled one frayed leg hole open and thrust the bottle neck against her pussy again.
As the slick glass brought her to a quick climax, Holly grunted happily and worked her slim ass up and down with quick, jerking movements. She felt a warm ball glow at the center of her pussy and spread outwards through her belly and thighs. Then even her tiny nipples were burning furiously and she took one hand from the bottle to caress them.
"Owwwwww!" she cried, bumping her head. She would have liked to keep the mouth of the beer bottle there against her tender parts for awhile, but she thought she heard Jessie coming back. She limped up onto the deck, weak but happy. Nan looked her way, then frowned. Holly knew she couldn't keep anything from Nan. She had a way of guessing whenever Holly indulged her young body. Holly pushed by her and handed the beer up to Jimmy. He took it without looking and swallowed half the contents down quickly. Then he licked his lips.
Holly felt a sharp pang of lusty excitement. She hadn't expected it at all. But to watch her very own brother drink from the bottle she'd just thrust against her pussy, to watch him swallow her juices along with the beer had sent a hot finger of lust through her body.
She went to lean over the rail. Nan came up beside her.
"You couldn't even wait till we were a mile from land, could you?"
"What do you mean?" Holly said with innocence.
"You know what I mean. Those big brown eyes of yours get all soft and doe-like when you do it."
"Don't you do it sometimes?"
"Sure, Holly, but not ten times a day."
Holly almost said she'd only done it seven yesterday but decided that didn't sound much like she was laying off either. She leaned there and watched the sea slide by while Jolene and Jessie dared each other to strip naked and stand at the bow of the ship when they approached any oncoming vessel. Jimmy settled the problem by ordering them to keep their bikinis on while they were on deck. Then he sent Holly down for another beer.
"Mind if I watch you navigate?" she asked, passing the frosty bottle.
"We're going to lose this wind," he said, swallowing brew and pointing west. "See, the ocean's calm up there."
When the sails went loose, everybody had to scurry around and furl them. Jimmy was having trouble with the engine. It would only run for a little while and then choke up. He swore and opened up the engine hatch and got out some tools. When a slight breeze came up again, he ordered Nan to catch it with the jib. The engine sputtered to life only to die five minutes later.
"It was running fine yesterday," Jimmy said, wiping grease from his nose. "Holly, get me another beer."
There was a small island on the western horizon. It took them six hours to get to it and everybody was dog-tired. Holly hung close by Jimmy, helping him with whatever he needed. The island, he told her, was probably uninhabited and pretty small. They found a cove on the lee side and Jimmy dropped the anchors. At last he was satisfied that the boat would ride out the coming storm.
"We're not far off course," he told her. "When we don't show up at Baytown, they'll have somebody looking for us. But not before tomorrow or the next day. Not if this storm comes in like it's supposed to."
Jessie and Jolene had already sprawled half-naked on their bunks and Nan was asleep in her cabin. Holly helped Jimmy unroll his bag on the deck and then looked at him sweetly.
"Could I stay up here with you?"
"Sure," he shrugged.
Holly was overjoyed. There was something about her brother that attracted her. He was so manly, so in charge. And she'd been without a brother for so long. She had questions for him that Nan had never satisfactorily explained.
"Can I zip my bag to yours?" she asked, tilting her head.
"Well... yeah, I guess so. As long as you don't kick in your sleep."
"Promise!"
When they'd snuggled into the down sleeping bags, Holly wiggled out of her denim cut-offs and put them under her head. "Won't be needing these, I guess." She gave her brother a sidelong glance. "Aren't you taking off your jeans?"
"Uh, well... "
"You were the one who taught me how to use a sleeping bag, remember? You said... "
"Yeah, I know... " He struggled his jeans off and wadded them for a pillow. Holly felt like she'd been charged with electricity. Though she wasn't touching her brother's body in any way, she could feel his presence! Suddenly she was very aroused. The crotch band of her bikini panties was stuck up tightly against the soaked lips of her mound. She tried to calm her breathing some.
"I'm really mixed up about a lot of things," she told him. Jimmy pulled a small, silver flask out of somewhere and sipped from it. Holly smelled strong liquor.
"What you mixed up about, honey?" he said only half listening.
"About sex," she breathed, her voice husky with the excitement of feeling the word on her tongue. Now Jimmy was listening. He screwed the cap on the flask and looked at her. The moon was up and she could see him clearly.
"Later, it'll all be clear. You're still pretty young."
"No. I'm tired of waiting." She touched his arm. "Give me some answers, Jimmy. Please do, really!" Jimmy swallowed and looked at his fingernails.
"What kind of answers?"
"Could I have a sip of that?" Holly asked. Her brother handed her the flask with a chuckle. She had to grit her teeth to keep from coughing, but got down a pretty good swallow of the booze.
"You were just a kid," he said, "when I last saw you."
"What I want to know," she said, feeling the liquor take effect already, "is how a boy works. You know... down between his legs."
"You're kidding... "
"No. I want to see." She unzipped the bag down the middle and threw it off his thighs. Holly found her staring at the soft bulge of her brother's cock. It was covered by the pouch of his skivvies of course, but there it was. And she'd never in her whole life seen a real one.
"Holly," Jimmy said, "go to sleep."
"I just want to see it!" she hissed, grabbing the elastic band. Before he could catch her wrists, she jerked his underwear down. His cock looked like a sleeping snake. It was curled down over his balls. Holly remembered now that she'd seen her brother when he was a lot younger. He'd never been circumcised. The white foreskin completely covered the head of his cock. She'd seen a picture in a hygiene book once. A cockhead looked kind of like a mushroom, didn't it?
Jimmy started to pull his shorts up again, then slumped back and sipped out of his flask.
"Okay, you seen enough?"
"No. Why is it so... soft-looking? I thought that a guy put it inside a girl when... "
"Holly, christ... " He looked at her in the moonlight. At last he laughed. "You know, you always were straightforward. Even when you were a little girl."
"Can I touch it?" She gave Jimmy a pleading look. "Please, Jimmy. I just didn't understand all these things. You wouldn't want me to get in trouble just because I was ignorant of how a man... "
"Yeah, yeah, that's a pretty good argument." He considered her another long moment. "Okay, have a look."
With trembling fingers, Holly touched the spongy, curved shaft. She lifted it gingerly from its nesting place against her brother's balls. As it came uncurled, she noticed how damp it was underneath. She circled her fingers around it and squeezed gently. Something was happening. It was lengthening noticeably and inside that foreskin she could tell that the head was bulging. It was getting bigger before her very eyes.
"Seen enough," Jimmy said, starting to pull up his shorts again.
"No, of course I haven't!" she snapped, pushing his fingers away. He sipped again from his flask, then propped himself on an elbow to watch her examining him. Holly already felt some of the mystery had been explained. She knew men were hard when they went inside a woman. Nan had told her that. But she'd never figured out how they carried those long, hard things around in their pants without it showing.
"It's getting really big, Jimmy." Then a tremor of excitement made her catch her breath. "Why is it? Why is it getting so big."
"Because you're playing with it," he said, starting to pull his shorts up again.
"Wait!" She squeezed the shaft a little nearer his tip. The covering skin pulled back slightly and she glimpsed the tiny opening, the glossy, dark head. She had to see that fantastic-looking thing! Gingerly, hoping her brother wouldn't stop her, Holly eased the clasping flesh back along the shaft. He was really getting hard now. And the length of his meat throbbed in her palm like it had a heart of its own.
"Ohhh, wow!" The skin cleared the bulging ridges of the tip and Holly leaned close to study how her brother was put together. It was the strangest and yet most beautiful thing she'd ever seen! She let the foreskin slip over the barb halfway and then worked it back again. Jimmy let out a breath and licked his lips. His mouth was open. His eyes were half shut. She cocked her head, curious as to what effect her manipulations were having. Again, she let the foreskin return to its first position and then quickly stripped Jimmy's cockhead bare. She did it again and again... covering and uncovering that glistening cocktip. It looked slick with some kind of fluid. And there were two plump lobes underneath that seemed to throb larger when she let her fingers bump them.
Now she realized that her skimpy panties were drenched clear through. Her juice was starting to spill down the inside of one thigh. Without noticing, she had started to move her clutching fingers faster. Her eyes were glued to that swollen barb of flesh. She was fascinated by how Jimmy reacted to just a very simple touch.
The whiskey had made her giddy. She felt free and pretty loose. The affection she felt for Jimmy overwhelmed her. She kissed his heaving belly.
"I'm so glad you're going to be with us for awhile," she said, "I missed you."
"I missed you too, punkin'," he gasped, smoothing her hair. She let the long, dark gold locks brush over his chest and thighs. She'd stopped moving the skin up and down his cock. She was just rubbing it gently, observing the strange look on her brother's face.
"What causes that stuff to come out of a guy's cock?" she asked brightly.
"God, Holly... " He cleared his throat. "Okay, here's how it works. That part... when you pull back the skin... well it's very sensitive and when it rubs against... " I... the insides of a girl!" Holly gasped.
"Right, well when it rubs long enough the guy."
"... comes!" she blurted, licking her lips.
"Yep, you got it right." He sipped more from the flask.
"I wish I could see that happen."
"You'd have to have eyes inside your pussy." Jim giggled.
"That's a funny thing to call it, isn't it?" she said, amused. Not that the term was new to her. "Pussy," she repeated slowly. "Cock." Her panties had slipped up between the lips of her cunt now and the nylon rubbed teasingly.
"When you make love to a girl," she asked, "do you use a rubber?"
"Sure."
"I've never seen one. Do you have one with you now?"
"You really do want to learn everything, don't you?" Jimmy dug in his wadded pants and handed her a small foil package. Without hesitation, Holly tore it open and extracted the small, latex circle.
"Hey, what you think you're doing?"
"How can I learn anything unless I can see it?" She touched the thin membrane and saw that it was lightly lubricated.
"It's so thin!" she whispered, examining the stretched latex.
"That's so the man can still feel... uh... "
Holly smiled eagerly. "So he can still feel the girl's insides." The thought made her tremble with excitement. She looked at his rigid cock and touched the rubber again. Holly had the most irresistible desire to put that rubber on him.
"Let me see how it works?" she begged, touching the delicate thing to Jimmy's foreskin.
"Look, Holly, this is a hell of a lot of fun and all that, but I'm starting to get funny ideas. I think maybe we should just go to sleep, what do you say?"
Holly paid no attention to her brother. She eased the foreskin back from his cock and placed the rubber against the slick barb of his cock. Then she rolled it back over the glans and down the shaft until the round elastic band seemed secure. She could make out the veins pulsing through the ultra-thin membrane. And she could easily make out the bumps and hollows that he'd told her were so sensitive.
A sudden rush of passion shivered through her body. Seeing her brother's lanky body there in the moonlight made her want very badly to climb all over him. She'd never experienced that special touch of a man's body against hers. Oh, a boy or two had hugged her at school functions and things like that. But she'd always had a lot of clothes on.
"Holly! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Jimmy exclaimed, starting to sit up. But she had already wiggled up onto his chest. It couldn't be all that naughty. She had kept her T-shirt and panties on.
"Ohhh, Jimmy, it feels good, doesn't it?" She pressed her face into the hollow of his neck. She had meant to be still for awhile, but couldn't resist wiggling her hips. When she did, his rigid cock rubbed her belly. Gently she eased upwards a few inches at a time.
"Holly... goddamn... " Jimmy's hands smoothed down her back 'til they came to the edge of her T-shirt. Then he groaned as if no longer able to contain his excitement. His fingers were under the T-shirt now. She gasped happily as she felt him rubbing her slender back.
"Jesus, Holly, you'd better get the hell out of here... ohhh, shit... ! "
"I don't want to leave. I'm having a wonderful time." She kissed his cheek and wrinkled her nose in merriment. "I missed you so much while you were away." She'd inched up even further now. The hot tip of his prick was about to slip under her cunt-mound. Jimmy touched her bottom with his cupped hands. She felt him tracing the skimpy stretched nylon. His breathing sounded strained.
Did he like the way her body felt, she wondered? Slowly, she arched her back. The rubber-sheathed cockhead popped under her mound and pressed firmly against the drenched nylon band that hid her hairless slit.
"Ohhhhhh," she gasped, closing her eyes. "Ohhhhhhh.gosh!"
"Sweet Holly," her brother mumbled, caressing her slim, firm bottom. "God, you'd better get off me... you'd better... "
"Oh, I can't! It feels too delicious! I'm shivering all over, Jimmy." She licked his neck like an affectionate kitten. "Oh, hold me, darling!" Jimmy's hands squeezed her warm ass cheeks. She wiggled, sighing against his ear now. She pressed herself against the hot shape that pressed against her panties. And as she moved, she felt the nylon being forced deeper between her outer lips. She put a hand down to feel the hard prick, to feel the way it stretched her panty crotch. Jimmy's fingers touched hers and he too felt how their bodies met.
"Christ, what are we doing?" he gasped suddenly, trying to push her off of him. But Holly clung there tenaciously, whimpering for him to let her stay.
"Feel me up!" she sighed, kissing the tender spot just under his earlobe. "like you'd feel up a girl on a date. I want to know how it is!"
"Holly, you've lost your mind."
"Do it! Ohhh, do it Jimmy, like we're on a date!"
With a moan of defeat, Jimmy pulled her wiggling body down against him harder than ever. Then his fingers were slipping under the nylon of her panties. She quivered as he traced the crack of her ass and then dug gently into the seeping crevice between her thighs. She gasped and flopped like a fish out of water as he touched unbelievable sensitive places. Places she had yet to discover for herself. He caressed her clit until the nubbin was pumped full of blood. As he felt her up, Holly pumped her ass up and down and bit her brother's shoulder. His breathing had gotten very ragged. She knew that he was being strongly affected by her show of affection. And maybe it had something to do with the way her small, child-like body felt up on top of him. She hoped she wasn't doing anything she'd be ashamed of later, because now she couldn't bring herself to stop.
"Mmmmmm. Ohhhh, God, I love the way it feels!"
"Holly... ohhh, Holly, you're so soft down there, so damned soft!"
"Did you feel up a lot of girls when you were in Alaska?"
"I don't know... a few, I guess."
"Right there... ohhhhh, shit, it really gets me... "
"I shouldn't push too hard since you're still a."
"Don't say it! I hate it."
"... virgin... "
"I told you not to say it." She kissed him on the mouth. It was an impulsive caress and she hadn't thought anything about it. But the soft brush of Jimmy's lips against hers set off new storms of pleasure. She rubbed her feverish pussy against his fingers and her head flopped back with the ecstatic thrill the friction caused. Jimmy kissed her exposed neck with moans of passion. She held his head against her, feeling his teeth and tongue. Then their mouths slipped together again. This time it was more than just a quick kiss. Jimmy's tongue stabbed between her teeth and Holly gasped with the strange sensation.
"Harder," she moaned against his mouth, "feel me harder... right there!"
"Holly... I don't want to... "
"Harder, damn it... ohhhh!"
Holly felt so strange... so dreamy and tingly all over. She hadn't had much bourbon, so she knew it was something else. That something else was Jimmy's strong, male body. She'd never realized what the touch of skin against her own flesh could do. She couldn't get enough of it, couldn't kiss enough, rub enough.
"God... do it harder!" She squirmed like crazy against Jimmy, trying to make him do what she wanted. But finally she grabbed his hand herself and forced it up against her delicate folds.
"Fuck me!" she whispered hotly. Could she have said such a thing to her own brother? Yes, she had, but it was as if another, more powerful part of her mind had taken control.
"Holly, get up damn it. This is about enough of-"
"Do it! Right now, Jimmy! Push your finger up inside me! I don't want to be a virgin anymore."
"Holly!"
"Ohhh, shit, I'll do it myself!" She steadied her brother's cock in one hand and wiggled her cunt down against the hardness. It felt so fantastic that she was dizzy for a second or two. The first time in her life that her body had actually been touched by a man's prick! She could feel her juices wetting the rubber as he pumped her slit up and down over the swollen head. Jimmy was in a panic. He was trying to wiggle away from her, trying to hold her body from pushing down against his hardness.
"Ohhhh, let me, Jimmy! Please, let me!"
"God, no! You're my sister! If I hadn't been a little boozed up, I never would have let things go this far."
"They haven't gone far enough. I want to know about sex." But Jimmy pushed her away from him-and her panty crotch slipped back between her swollen crevice.
"You're still hard," she said, pouting because her brother had stopped her so soon. "If you're hard, you want to-"
"Damn it, Holly!" Jimmy was trying to pull his skivvies up.
"Then I'll make you want to!" She pushed his hands away from his crotch and grabbed his rubber-sheathed cock. Its shape and size made her heart pound. She was half out of her mind with want. She knew she was walking, on strange ground, but her body wouldn't stop reminding her how ready it was.
"What the hell are you doing... Holly...
Jeeeeeeesus!"
She had licked her hot tongue up along the underside. Now she pursed her lips and pushed them down over the head of his cock. The rubber tasted funny. But underneath that thin membrane, she could feel her brother's blood pounding. She could trace the streamlined shape of that fantastic male glans!
"Mmmmmnnn," she moaned, doing things with her tongue that she hoped would excite her brother. He'd been pretty hot for awhile. If she could only get him worked up again.
At first his hands grasped her shoulders and he tried to sit up, tried to push her back. But Holly had her thighs clasped around her brother's leg. Her small hands clutched his balls and cock as her head bobbed. The spit smacked noisily at the corners of her mouth as she rode up and down on the throbbing shaft of meat. She felt Jimmy's grasp on her weaken. His fingers trailed away down the front of her T-shirt. Then he slumped back down on his sleeping bag with a groan of surrender. A tiny smile flickered at the corners of her mouth. She knew she'd won this hand. And it wasn't so bad really, having a prick inside her mouth. Of course she would never do it without a rubber. What if a guy happened to shoot his cream while a girl was doing what she was doing?
"Son... of... a... bitch," Jimmy sighed, his head flopping slowly from one side to the other. She wanted to ask so many questions. But that cock in her mouth was too wonderful to bother with questions now. like, would Jimmy like what she was doing enough to come? And what would it feel like if he did? She even wondered if she'd have the nerve to keep her mouth there when the stuff spurted into the taut rubber. They could break, couldn't they? It gave her a scary feeling to know how very thin was the membrane between her mouth and her brother's pounding cock.
"Holly... ohhhhh, nooooo!"
"Mmmmm." She popped her lips free of him for a moment. "Am I doing it right? Does it feel good?"
"God, yessss, but... "
She made a trough of her tongue and slid it under the feverish, heavy meat. She didn't want him to get freaky again and make her stop. She liked the way that shape felt sliding up and out between her lips. It was so spongy and yet very firm at the same time. She felt giddy just thinking of something like that deep in her young, slick hole! Hell, she didn't even have a hole yet... or at least it wasn't opened up.
Jimmy was straining upward from the deck. He trembled as he pumped his hips to make his prick slide even deeper in Holly's mouth. Of course it was easy for her to stay back enough so that he wouldn't make her choke. But she could see that he wanted to make it get inside her mouth as far as he could.
"Holly... God... suck harder, baby... ! " She loved to hear his words. Now she knew she had him in her power... at least for the moment. She flicked her tongue rapidly across the underside of his cocktip. That seemed to be the most sensitive place. And sure enough, when she did it this time, Jimmy grabbed fistfuls of sleeping bag and writhed around. It sounded like he could hardly breathe. And the big muscles in his thighs were hard as rocks.
Holly smoothed her trembling hands across her brother's belly. It heaved up and down with the excitement that was rising inside him. She could see a dozen changes that excited her to a fever. Her panty crotch was hopelessly lost between the swollen lips of her pussy. She squirmed there on her knees to let the nylon rub her clit. Her small nipples had expanded out from the swells of her breasts. Her T-shirt rubbed them every time she moved.
"Mmmmm," she hummed. Her tongue had found a rhythm and she was staying with it. She stroked the entire underside of Jimmy's prick and then concentrated on the bulging head, her teeth nibbling the soft-firm flesh, her licking movements causing a suction that made the spit crackle noisily at the corners of her mouth.
"Holly... ohhh, fuck... ohhhh, shit!"
Holly didn't know exactly what was happening. Her brother was acting pretty strange. He was flopping around all over the place. She had to hold on to his cock at the base to make sure she wouldn't slip off it. And inside her mouth it had grown bigger, she thought. Yes, she was certain! The tip was swelling, pulsing. Even through the rubber she could feel the rising heat. She pointed her tongue and made it hard. Then she dug back and forth in the little groove between the lobes. Maybe they were so sensitive because they were so close to that little slit where his stuff was supposed to come out.
She ran her fingers up and down the insides of his thighs. Then she squeezed his balls and tickled his belly with her nails. She didn't really know the first thing about all this! She only knew that she'd found a certain way to overpower her brother's senses. It was almost magical. It thrilled her to feel him react to every movement of her lips and tongue. The whole thing was so new to her that she trembled all over and her heated pussy continued to flood juice down the inside of her thighs.
That's when the crazy idea occurred to her. She knew she'd have to do it fast. The last time she'd tried, Jimmy had really gotten upset. And she wasn't even sure it would work. She didn't know how hard it would be to break her cherry. If it took more than a second or two, Jimmy would probably throw her to the side and get pissed off.
But what if her cunt was ready? Then his cock would slip right in, wouldn't it? She had to make the decision fast. Deep inside her brother's body she could feel muscles beginning to contract with a pulsing fury. He was probably going to come.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, lapping him a little slower. She sneaked a hand back between her thighs and jerked the panty crotch from between her smoldering cunt-lips. She prayed it wouldn't hurt too much and stiffened her middle finger. It took her only a moment to find the magic spot. It was a soft and feverish hollow and the bump of her cherry hid the secret depth beyond. She moved her fingertip around, trying to make sure she'd do it right. Then, squinting her eyes tight, she jabbed forcefully.
"Aaahhh!" she gasped around the cock that filled her mouth. Accidentally her teeth cut into the shaft a little and Jimmy writhed and grabbed the sides of her head.
"Holly... goddamn... I'm gonna pop in a little bit!"
Holly had almost fainted. Not with the pain, that had only stung bad for a moment. But she was faint from the realization of what she'd done. She'd broken her own hymen with her finger. And her finger was deep inside the clasping heat of her pussy. She'd never in her life touched anything so beautifully soft and slick!
A trickle of blood blotted her wrist. She worked the finger deeper, waiting for more pain. There was a raw tingle at the edges of her hole, but other than that, she wasn't suffering much.
All this attention to her young mound had caused Holly to cease sucking on her brother's cock. He was begging, pumping his hips up and down, trying to make her do something again.
"Ohhhhh, Jimmy," she cried, pulling her mouth away and crawling up over his body. She had his cock in her bloody hand. He gave her a crazed look.
"Holly... what?"
"Jimmy, kiss me honey... Ohhh, please!" She only needed a second more. She pressed the bulging head of his cock against her cunt-mouth. It pressed against the tender hollow where she'd broken her virginity for him. The second she knew that his split-slickened cocktip was pressing up at the right angle, she steadied the shaft with her fingers and pushed suddenly and violently down on it.
Jimmy's eyes went wide. His mouth fell open as she squirmed her hips with furious energy. Her panting breath beat against his neck as she felt the swollen shape stretching the virgin muscles around the beginning of her hole.
"Ohhhhh, shit!" she babbled.
Already, Jimmy was grasping for her, trying to push her back. If she could only get another inch of him inside. But his flared crown wouldn't slip much deeper. She tried to relax. The pain was more intense now, but she ignored it.
And at last, the fleshy barb popped inside the heated, buttery velvet of her pussy. Jimmy's hands shook and fell away from her hips. Then he cupped his palms strongly against her shivering ass-cheeks and drove upwards, driving his cock deeper.
"Holly... ohhhh, Holly, baby doll!"
Holly threw back her head and moaned with shuddering hunger. The sensation of that thick, hot thing opening her insides was unbelievable. She writhed wildly on top her brother's body. She drooled on his chest, dug her nails into his shoulders.
"Yesss, Jimmy... ohhhh, yessss!"
Jimmy rolled her over in the tangled sleeping bags. She felt his legs slide inside her thighs. He still had her trim, writhing ass as he fucked with frantic movements. She felt her hole part ahead of the streamlined tip. Her juices flooded around the edges of her pussy and, mingling with blood, dripped down her ass.
It was all so breathtaking that she wished it could last longer. But she was afraid that if Jimmy had a few moments to think about what he was doing, it might ruin everything. And something was happening to her that was beyond her understanding. A wave of irresistible pleasure caught her and carried her along as she squirmed and whimpered under her brother's body. She felt so small, so full of cock. The movements of her ass made his cock poke against the sides of her little tube, stretching and gouging her. The thrills tingled over her skin. Her breath was a panting, moaning sound.
"Jimmy... ohhhh it's soooo deep... it's deep but it's still going deeper!"
Her panty crotch was pulled to the side. She could feel the rubbing stretch of it as her brother's cock fucked in and out of her bleeding hole. She was a mess down there, a lovely, slurpy mess! She'd never realized how messy fucking really was. She loved it!
Holly felt crushed, raped, completely under her brother's passionate control now. She cried as the throbbing pleasure burst through her body. Exquisite tickles around her clit made her bite her brother's neck. She had her eyes squinted tight and her pert ass giggled and jerked and twitched under Jimmy's plunging body. His cock was going deep now. She could feel the little roll of the rubber back near the hilt. She felt it every time it forced past her torn cherry.
"Ahhhhhh," she cried, coming. It was too quick. She had become expert at bringing herself off slowly and with excruciating gentleness. But Jimmy's big cock made up for that. She clutched him like she was drowning and worked her ass around in furious circles. He held himself deep, his cockhead stretching something else inside her, something she knew nothing about. He made a strangling sound and she was sure he was filling the tip of his rubber. Knowing this added another thrill to the sensations she was experiencing.
They moved slower for awhile, wiggling against each other. There were soft kisses, affectionate pinches and then Jimmy let out a lungful of air and rested his head beside hers. Holly realized then that she'd had her T-shirt and panties on the whole time. She wanted to say something but didn't know what it should be. If only she could read her brother's mind. But it was Jimmy who spoke first.
"God help me," he mumbled. She could feel his cock still throbbing gently. Her muscles reacted and squeezed down around the invading shaft. Jimmy shuddered and wiped a hand over his face. "Ohhh shit! Holly, do you realize what... " He shook his head and shivered as if suddenly cold. "Ohhh shit."
"Jimmy... "
"Don't say anything. Just get the hell out of here... "
"I can't," she whimpered, near tears, "you're on me."
Jimmy rolled off without a word. His cock pulled from her clasping pussy with a sucking sound and Holly gave a cry and clasped her fingers over her cunt. Why had he done it like that? She felt as if their lovemaking had been suddenly doused with ice water.
"Get out of here," Jimmy said. His voice was so soft she could hardly hear him. But the words and the way he said them was unmistakable. "Get the hell out of here... "
"Jimmy, don't be like that. I love you... "
"Get the hell out of here before I throw you over the side." The boat ducked in the swells as if to remind her where they were. Stifling her sobs as best she could, Holly unzipped her sleeping bag from her brother's and carried it towards the cabins below deck. She could feel her juices still leaking and a dark line of drying blood showed clearly down the inside of one leg. She stumbled through the darkened sleeping quarters and found her bunk. She could hear the twins sleeping; Jessie gave a soft snore and turned over in her bunk.
Holly smeared tears away from her cheeks and found a towel to sponge the messy drip of her pussy. She skinned off her panties and draped them over the end of the bed to dry out. But all the time she was thinking about Jimmy. Why had he freaked like that? So she was his sister, so what? They'd done it together because they wanted to... or at least she had! But so had Jimmy after his cock had slipped into her tight little pussy.
"I'm not a virgin anymore," she whispered to herself, mustering a smile. She found her flannel nightie and pulled it over her shoulders. She lay in bed for half an hour and was no closer to sleep than before. She had to try and talk to her brother. It was no good letting things hang like this.
Holly stepped up onto the moonlit deck again. Across the dewy boards she saw her brother's lumpy sleeping bag. But when she knelt to speak to him, she saw he was asleep. She was about to wake him anyway but hesitated. There on the deck was the very rubber he'd used on her. It was smeared with blood and some had dried in a circle back where Jimmy had tied a knot. The knot had trapped his cum inside.
Holly put her hand out, drew it back. She had no idea what a man's semen looked like, felt like, smelled like. At last she grabbed the rubber and held it against her nightie as she hurried down the steps. She put it in the pocket of her cut-offs and wadded them into her small duffel bag. Then she climbed in her bunk again and pulled the covers up around her neck. After tossing and turning for a while, she clasped her fingers over her cunt and tried to think beautiful thoughts.
CHAPTER FOUR
After breakfast the next morning, Nan helped Jimmy get the skiff into the water and they went ashore. She'd left the dishes for the twins and told Holly to straighten up the cabin and sweep the deck. As usual, they'd given her a lot of static, but she'd always been boss. Jessie and Jolene finally got to work, but Holly had been sulkier than usual. Maybe the poor thing had been playing with herself too much. It wouldn't have surprised Nan at all. Holly looked so worn out as she began to sweep the deck in an absentminded manner.
The sky was overcast and a steady wind from the north made it a little chilly. She watched the waves roll in towards the shoreline as the little boat bobbed along. Jimmy looked worried.
"Looks like the storm waited until this morning," he said.
"Will the boat be all right?"
"Yeah, it should ride out anything but a hurricane." He pulled on the oars. "But we're sure not going anywhere for a while. Even if I could get that engine going again, I wouldn't try to make Baytown."
They beached the skiff and Jimmy found a path in the underbrush. He looked so masculine, so in charge. Nan felt a little thrill as she followed behind him through the foliage.
The path wound under some sheer cliffs and then climbed through a gap, winding up from the level of the beach.
"Somebody must stay here a lot or live here," Jimmy said, resting against a boulder. The thick growth tangled right up to the edge of the path, making their progress slow and difficult.
"Well, let's see where it goes," Jimmy said, starting off again.
They'd gone almost a mile when Nan saw the roof of a house. It was a big house, too. She jumped up and down arid pointed it out for Jimmy. It was on the highest bluff on the island and the path seemed to be leading them right to it. But before they'd gone another hundred yards, the rain started.
"Should have brought a poncho," Jimmy said, hurrying. It was slippery going. Nan had on only a pair of shorts and shirt. Her tennis shoes were already soaked and her brown hair hung down in dripping tangles across her face. They finally staggered up to the tiled entrance and knocked on the massive door.
"The shutters are all closed around here," Nan said, wiping rainwater from her eyes.
"Shit." Jimmy knocked again. "I'll bet the owners have closed it up for the season."
They went around the side of the big Whitestone building, the water running off them in rivulets. Nan's sneakers squished noisily on her bare feet. She was soaked to the skin and started to shiver. Jimmy took her by the shoulders.
"We've got to get in. I guess I'll just have to break a window." By now he was shivering as badly as she was. Nan watched him knock out a pane and unlock a window. He pushed through the opening and closed it back again. Nan hurried around to the front door in time to see her brother swing it open.
"Jesus, it's as cold in here as it is out there," he laughed, teeth chattering. She squished into the big front room. There was a imagine furniture all over, most of it covered with white dust covers. "What a layout, huh?" Jimmy went to the fireplace. "Should be some wood around." Nan helped him look.
"Oh, God, Jimmy, I don't see any!" She hugged herself, trembling terribly now.
"No, I guess there isn't any in here."
"What are we going to do Jimmy?" Nan cried. "I'm catching a cold standing here like this." She bit her bottom lip.
"God, me t-t-too."
They went down a long hall, shivering, miserable. Nan was frantic. They were miles from the boat now and it was raining harder than before. She could almost see the twins starting up the small wood stove in the sleeping quarters. The girls would be dry and safe. But she was freezing!
Then Jimmy opened a door and they stood looking into a luxurious bedroom. The bed was stripped bare. Nan's heart sank. But Jimmy went to a closet and pulled a down comforter from a shelf.
"They took their blankets with them I guess, but they left this!" He threw it onto the bed and turned to look at Nan. She blushed despite her shivering condition. She knew what they had to do. They were soaked to the skin and starting to chill. The house was cold, there were no blankets, nothing but that comforter. And a bed.
"Come on," Jimmy said, trying a brave smile, "we've got to get warm... and fast!"
Nan didn't watch Jimmy strip. She turned to a corner and dug off her sneakers first. Then the drenched shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra so that saved time. Her shorts were hard to get down. Now she shivered again, as much from embarrassment as anything. All that was left was her panties. Maybe she could leave them on. But they were wet-terribly wet.
"Take 'em off," Jimmy ordered. "It's not going to help any if we're wet under that thing." he stripped his shorts and hung them on a chair. Nan glimpsed the heavy swing of his cock and looked away. She gritted her teeth and peeled the skimpy nylon away from her ass, slid her panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Then she bounded for the bed.
Jimmy threw the comforter over them and they pulled it close to their bodies. Instinctively, they hugged each other closely. Nan could feel Jimmy's shivering body. She circled her arms around his back and pulled his chest against her tits. Now she realized how silly she'd been about the panties. This was survival. They had to keep from being chilled too long. After they had regained some warmth, they could worry about drying their clothes.
"Ohhh, that's better," Jimmy groaned. His hands spread against the small of her back. She could feel the soft, damp shape of his cock pressed against her thigh. They shivered for a few more minutes until the heat from their bodies began to dry their skin.
"Thank God there were two of us," Nan whispered. "If you had come up here alone, Jimmy, you might have really gotten sick!"
"I know it." He smiled shyly at her. His hair was still damp, but she touched it with her fingers. A tingle of excitement jolted through her. She swallowed and tried to forget what was happening. Tried to forget the fact that the damp lips of her cunt were pressed against her brother's thigh. Then she shivered again. But not from cold. She had just realized that her cunt wasn't damp from the rain now. It was feeling all hot and buttery inside.
"Ohhh, God," she gasped.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I feel warmer now. I... I... " She looked into her brother's face. Even at twenty-five he still had a boyish look. His curly brown hair was almost the same color as her own straight locks... a smattering of freckles from the summer sun. Then she felt something move against her belly. There was no mistaking what was happening. Jimmy was getting an erection.
"Axe you still cold?" she asked, wondering what she could possibly do.
"Yes," he said, "aren't you?"
"Yes. I'm better, but I'm still cold." They were looking into each other's eyes. Their mouths were only inches away. Nan saw the moment coming. But what could she do? Her breasts tingled against Jimmy's chest, her loins ached against his thigh.
"Nan... ohhh, God, Nan!"
She felt his fingers spread gently over the swells of her bottom. She was breathless as the moment became more intense. Her nipples burned with feverish excitement. A fresh flood of juices seeped from her slit. She knew her brother could feel it against his thigh.
"Jimmy... "
His mouth opened. It was like he was trying to hold his lips away from her. But she turned her head to make the kiss fit right and with a moan, her brother kissed her.
It was a wonderful kiss. Nan couldn't bother with her guilt right now. She dug her fingers into the hair at the nape Of Jimmy's neck and pulled his mouth against hers. Their tongues mingled gingerly, shyly. She whimpered into his mouth, her hips squirming though she struggled to keep them still.
Jimmy broke the kiss suddenly and turned his head.
"God... ohhh, shit, I'm sorry Nan. Ohhh, what the hell is happening to me since I... " He stopped, blushed furiously.
But something inside Nan had snapped. She had never thought such thoughts, dreamed such dreams. Or if she had, she'd made sure to forget them. She had had only two men in her young life. At twenty she considered herself fairly well-adjusted. She wasn't promiscuous, but she'd felt what love was like. And now the fantastic body of her older brother clung to her own shivering flesh. The little list of moral values she kept inside her head seemed hard to focus on, hard to read. She knew what she wanted! She wanted Jimmy. Now!
"Don't feel wrong, Jimmy. We had to do this. We would have frozen... "
"It's not that. It's that we... that I kissed... "
"For God's sake, you love me don't you?"
"Yeah. You're my sister." Their lips had come close again. This time Nan took the initiative. She pulled his mouth down hard on hers. She was more aggressive this time. She probed deeply with her tongue, her nostrils flared with the excitement that burned through her body. And Jimmy, too, was quickly engulfed in her heat. She felt him try to resist, then break. He dug between her ass cheeks with his fingers, searching for her hot crevice, and finding it.
"Mmmmmm," she hummed, lifting her chin high. He kissed her neck with a moan of defeat. Their bodies were moving, sliding into a different position. It was all so easy, so graceful, Nan thought.
"You want me, don't you?" she whispered into his ear.
"Yesssss... Christ yes! But you know we can't, Nan!"
Instead of answering, she grabbed her brother's wrists and pushed him over onto his back. They had been on their sides, nuzzling and hugging. Now she opened her soft thighs around his body and kissed his chest with noisy excitement. Jimmy moaned his protests, but she was straddling him, her dripping cunt only inches away from his prick.
"Nooo... Nan, don't. We can't do this!"
"I want you damn it! I never knew until we got under this comforter and started hugging. I swear I didn't know! But I want you. Bad enough to go against everything mom and dad ever taught me! To hell with all that," she half laughed, half cried. Her fingers circled his rigid cock. It was so hot. She pushed it up at an angle and wiggled her stretched pussy back against the foreskin. The fleshy covering eased back as the head went into her pussy. She trembled all over, her mouth slack, eyes rolling. Jimmy let her do it. When a few inches had slipped into her body, Nan grabbed his wrists again and held them down against the bed.
"Ohhhh, how could we not do this, Jimmy?" She rolled her hips and felt his cock spear deeper into the velvet of her body. "It's wonderful... so wonderful!"
"Nan... Nan... " He tossed his head as she kissed his face and nibbled an earlobe. All the while she squirmed her curvy ass back against the jabbing meat inside her pussy. Until at last she felt their curly pubes meet. He was inside her. Deep inside! Jimmy's cock probed the hot slickness where only two other cocks had ever been before.
"Ooooo... ahhhhh!" she squealed, rolling her thighs together to make it better for Jimmy. Now he was getting caught up in her passion. His hips humped up from the bed. His breath came hard and fast.
"Oh, love me, Jimmy, love me!" Nan let him roll her over onto her back. She wound her legs around his back and grasped his shoulders as he speared her again and again with his juice-slickened cock.
"It's wrong... wrong," he moaned, but he was kissing her open mouth, licking her neck. She felt him kissing his way down between her tits and then he was holding one of the large, soft orbs up so he could suck it.
"Yahhhhh" she shrieked as his teeth pulled the nipple in. His tongue fanned the super-sensitive nubbin as he nibbled and sucked. She ground her pubes against his body as the soft suck of their fucking came to her ears. She could tell how her juices were flooding out to make the friction gentle between their parts. She dug her heels against his ass and grunted hungrily for him to fill her again. His balls bounced against her body as he drove with increasing energy into her glistening slit.
"Gotta stop... " he babbled, gritting his teeth.
"Don't... don't stop or I'll die."
"Can't come in you... can't... "
"Jimmy, it's okay. I want you to."
"... pregnant... my own sister... "
"Jimmy stop holding back!" She kissed his mouth furiously, their teeth gnashing together. She had his cock deep now and as he tried to pull out, she closed down her powerful muscles.
"Let me pull out," Jimmy moaned.
"No... nooooo! I won't let you go!" She hooked her ankles and held him firmly, her legs locked at his waist. He struggled to withdraw, but she forced her steamy cunt back down on his stiffness.
They rolled over on the bed so that she was on top, then Jimmy forced her under again. He couldn't pull himself away... or didn't want to bad enough to really make her quit fighting him.
"Jimmy... I'm so close... I'm... ohhh... uhhnn... wooooo!"
"No... we can't... ohhhhh, shit!"
She felt his legs jerk, felt his back arch sharply.
Then a powerful shudder ran through him. Between her cunt lips she felt his shaft bulge with a steady, pulsing rhythm. Then the hot lick of his cream burst into her cunt. She gasped, shivered into her orgasm two seconds behind him.
They rolled over and over, tangling their limbs, untangling them, clawing like cats. Nan ended up on top again, her trembling bottom humping him with steady power. She made her muscles inside work around his hardness, she made her pussy milk him, suck him.
"Nan... Jesus Christ!" Jimmy's head lolled in ecstasy. His lungs filled and emptied. His hands dug at her soft body, her trim waist and full, curvy hips. Nan was in ecstasy. She covered her brother's face with kisses, licked his tiny nipples. The juices flooded from the edges of her slit. She could smell the slippery jizz he'd pumped into her womb. It smelled sharp and good in the musty room. She made her hips wriggle even as the excitement began to wan.
They rested. Nan didn't dare say anything. She knew Jimmy had been resisting up to the last. She was afraid she might say something dumb. Something to make him feel even worse than she knew he already did.
"Let me up," he muttered after a long while. Nan got up, sat there on her heels in the cold room. Jimmy grabbed his clothes and started to pull them on. "I think the whole family has gone stark raving mad."
"What do you mean by that?" She went over to him. "Jimmy, don't put those on wet. You'll catch something." She grabbed his hand, tried to pull him towards the bed. "Lay down and let me rub your back... "
"like you rubbed my cock?"
"Jimmy!"
"What are you going to name it."
"Name it."
"The baby."
"Oh, shit, Jimmy. Act your age. I'm not going to have a baby."
"How do you know?"
"Because... I'm just not. I don't want one. A girl knows about those things."
Jimmy stared angrily at her. "You're my sister, damn it. And look at you! Standing there naked. Trying to pull me back to the bed so you can... " He jerked a leg into his pants. "Oh, shit, it makes me sick."
"You weren't sick a little while ago," she said, voice trembling. "But if you go outside with those wet clothes on, you will be."
"Leave me the hell alone." His eyes went to her crotch. Nan was aware that she was leaking. When she looked down his white cum glistened in drying smears on her thigh.
"There's nothing wrong with it," she smiled. It wasn't easy to pretend cool at a time like this and she sensed that her brother had discerned that she was trying to talk herself into not feeling guilty. Maybe she was. But it seemed madness to get depressed now. They had to find some dry wood and warm their clothes. They had to stay on top of the situation. Outside it was still raining.
"You're acting stupid," she snapped. "Now take those pants off and let's find something to get a fire started with."
Jimmy moped along behind her as they went downstairs. There was an old chair in the kitchen that was certainly no antique. Using a hammer she found in a drawer, Nan began to break it to pieces. Jimmy Watched for a moment, then took the hammer from her.
"Let me do that."
They took the splinters to the fireplace and Jimmy started a fire while Nan brought their drenched clothing from the bedroom; then they huddled there with the comforter around them while the flames licked higher. Jimmy was being very careful not to let his skin touch her. Nan touched his arm once but he drew away.
"Jimmy, after all the years we've been so close... "
"It got too close this time, didn't it?"
"What happened," Nan said, fighting tears, "was an accident. It may never happen again. But just because it did this once, doesn't mean we should spend the rest of our lives in hell."
Jimmy got up and pulled on his half-dry jeans.
"I'll go outside and see if I can find anything else to burn."
While he was gone, Nan cried quietly, the comforter pulled close around her body. She felt hollow inside. She hadn't felt like that when Jimmy had fucked her. But now that a little time had passed, she realized how wild she'd been. Her passions had crept up out of some hidden cave and completely overcome her. She hadn't planned any of it. They just found themselves naked and together and she'd wanted it very much. She'd practically raped her older brother! Oh, poor, poor Jimmy. No wonder he was feeling rotten. And she wasn't feeling so hot herself now.
Jimmy came back with an armload of scrap wood. He sneezed as he built the fire up. When he came back to the comforter he was shivering.
"Get out of those pants."
"I don't think I'd better." he gave her a long look.
"Why darling?" She touched his face and he let her.
"Because I'm thinking about... about what happened. I... I was even wanting to do it again." Nan closed her eyes when she heard this. Then she touched his shoulders. He was, shivering violently.
"You're getting chilled." She felt his head and found it feverish. "Oh, God, you're coming down with something Jimmy. Come on, I'm going to put you in that bed and wrap you up."
"Funny," he said, "I hardly ever got a cold in Alaska."
"Come on Jimmy, come on." She took him upstairs and wrapped him in the comforter. After a search of the house, she brought back another old blanket and added it to the quilt. Now she was shivering with the cold.
"I guess I've been acting like an ass-hole," Jimmy said. "But I still don't know how I feel, Nan."
"You just shut up and get well, damn it." She was shivering now. She hurried down to warm herself by the fire some more. Her clothes had dried pretty well so she slipped into them. Her sneakers were still pretty soggy, but they'd have to do. She padded upstairs again to tell Jimmy where she was going. He was shivering under the covers when she came in.
"Your head's even hotter now," she said. "How do you feel?"
"Weak and cold." He attempted a weak smile. "You're one hell of a lover... "
"Shhhhh." She kissed his lips. "I've got to go get the antibiotics from the boat. Dad has all that stuff packed in with the emergency gear. I can get an ax too and some other stuff."
"Be careful." Jimmy squeezed her hand. She almost told him that she loved him, but turned instead and went quickly from the room. She warmed herself by the fire until the rain began to let up. Jimmy was asleep when she peeked in for the last time. She made sure he was well-covered and hurried out of the house and down the trail. It was starting to get dark.
CHAPTER FIVE
"I wonder when Nan and Jimmy will be back?" Jolene said. The rain came in waves against the deck and windows. Jessie was sitting by the small stove in a T-shirt. Jolene watched her twin sister idly caressing the naked lips of her cunt. She had parted the fine blonde hair so that a glint of slickness reflected in the cabin light. Jessie shrugged.
"I don't know, but if they didn't find a cave or something they're gonna be pretty wet. It's cold out there, too." Again she turned her attention to her young pussy.
"Don't you think you've been playing with it long enough?" Jolene laughed. "Why don't you finish it off. You're making me a little itchy."
"I like to take my time," Jessie sighed, lifting her eyebrows. Then her eyes squinted as something occurred to her. "Speaking of taking your time, why do you think Holly moved into Nan's room as soon as the bed wasn't being used anymore? She stays in bed an awful long time."
Jolene nodded. "Yeah, she told me she was going to take a nap. That was three hours ago." Jolene stood up, put down the orange she'd been eating and wiped her hands on her jeans. She tip-toed down the corridor, Jessie close behind. The door to Nan's room was closed but when Jolene put her ear against it, she could hear a faint buzzing sound. She frowned, trying to guess what it might be.
"God," Jessie whispered, "what do you think that is?"
They went back to the warmth of the galley and sat down. Jessie had quit playing with herself. She was biting her bottom lip, a puzzled expression on her face. Then her eyes brightened.
"I know! I just know what she's doing!"
"Okay, miss smarty, spill it.".
Jessie grinned with mischievousness. "A vibrator. You know, one of those plastic bullets you put batteries in! Then... "
"Oh, yeah!" Jolene got up and looked in the direction of the bedroom again. When she met her sister's eyes again, they started down the hall. They put their ears against the door and held their breath as the buzzing sound changed in tone. It sounded like it was being moved around rapidly and Jolene could hear her youngest sister's breathing now. It was more like gasping.
Jessie began to pet her cunt-mound. Her eyes were wide with excitement. Inside the bedroom there was a series of thumps. like Holly was kicking the end of the bed or something wild like that. Then there was a shuddering moan. Jolene could tell that Holly had tried to smother it, but the passion had broken through despite her sincerest efforts.
"She came!" Jessie hissed, digging her own forefinger deep into her steamy slit. Jolene could smell her twin's musky heat. And now that they knew what had taken place behind that door, she was hot herself. The buzzing noise ceased. Jolene straightened up and shook her head slowly.
"Our little sis is growing up all right!"
"You know she was up on deck for a while with Jimmy last night. You don't think... "
"Oh no, not Jimmy and Holly!" Jolene laughed at the silly idea. "For one thing, Holly still doesn't know her cunt from a hole in the ground... "
"Maybe they didn't fuck. Maybe they just... you know, fooled around." Jessie's eyes said she hoped that her guess was right.
"You're losing it, Jess. Be practical. Jimmy is too shy to... "
The twins tip-toed back down the hall to the galley and assumed unsuspicious postures. Holly opened her door and came down the narrow passageway. She had on a silky nightgown. Her steps were slightly wobbly. And though most people might not have noticed, Jolene prided herself on her sensitive nose. She could sniff the hot musk of a young girl's body. A body which had just been excited to a fever pitch.
"Have a nice nap?" Jessie said, a hint of naughtiness in her voice.
"Uh... sure." Holly pushed long hair from her eyes, rubbed them with a yawn. Jolene thought it was a pretty fake yawn. She went over to Holly.
"It's your turn to check everything topside, you know. Jessie did it last time and I did it before that."
"Yeah, okay." Holly went to the other bedroom and they could hear her dressing. When she came back down the hall, Jolene got the big yellow slicker from the closet and helped her little sister get it on.
"Just check all the lashings. I think the anchors will hold okay if we don't have a hurricane."
Holly trudged up the steps, the rain hat pulled down over her ears. She looked like a miniature fisherman from the banks of Newfoundland. Jolene watched the hatch shut behind her and then made a break for Nan's bedroom. Jessie was right behind her.
"Here it is!" Jessie squealed, pulling something from under the mattress. She held it up gleefully, a ten-inch vibrator, heavy with batteries. "How deep do you think she put it in her?"
"She may not have put it in her at all," Jolene said. She took the streamlined object and turned it carefully in her fingers. "No, I'll take that back." She pointed to a faint smear of blood well back on the handle. "She's put it in her all right. I guess our little sis isn't a virgin anymore."
"Wow," Jessie grabbed the bullet from Jolene's hand. "Let me see that thing. Don't you think Holly's too young to have something like-"
"Jessie!" Jolene scolded.
"Aw, come on. Let's take it for awhile. I'm bored silly with all this rain."
Jolene let her sister take the vibrator down to the other cabin. Then she made sure the fire was well stoked and followed her twin to the privacy of the tight sleeping quarters. Jessie was already on her bunk, knees drawn up and parted. Her smooth belly heaved gently as the vibrator suddenly began to buzz.
"How come you get it first?" Jolene kidded, leaning close to watch. Jessie didn't reply. Her eyes fluttered close as she guided the smooth tip of the instrument between the lips of her cunt.
"I n-n-never tried one of these things before."
"You probably didn't have room for it with all those cocks sticking in you."
"Oh, shut up, Jo!" Jessie chewed her bottom Up gingerly as she guided the thing around in the juicy heat. "There... ohhhhh--right there!" .
"Congratulations, you just found your clit!"
Jolene watched her sister move the tip of the vibrator up and down over the swelling nubbin of pink flesh. It excited her to watch the little bump grow and fill out with blood. She knew that her own pussy was almost identical to Jessie's. And that the vibrator would certainly have much the same effect.
An excited shout came from outside the closed door of their quarters. It was Holly clambering wetly down the stairs from the deck.
"Hey, Nan's coming! She's bringing the skiff alongside now!"
Jessie looked at Jolene. "Oh, shit! I sure didn't want to stop."
Jolene slipped down the hall as her twin hid the vibrator and put some clothes on. Holly was getting the rubber boots off, slinging water everywhere. There was a bump as Nan came alongside. Jolene hurried into the slicker and went topside to catch the line. The rain was coming down so hard that they didn't bother with anything more than a short greeting. When the small boat was made secure, they hurried to the warmth and dryness of the galley.
"Jimmy got sick!" Nan blurted, slinging off her wet clothes. "I should have taken a poncho. God, this weather!" She huddled naked by the stove. Jolene got her a cup of hot tea and made her a sandwich. Nan talked while she ate.
"Jolene, I want you and Jessie to get into some warm clothes and ponchos. I'm going to fix a pack with food and medicine and things. You two can take it to Jimmy." Jolene listened while Nan told them about the path leading to the house on the cliff.
"What's wrong with Jimmy?" she asked finally.
"I don't know. He got the chills. If he stays warm, he'll be okay I think. But he'll need something to eat when the fever breaks." Nan was already pulling on dry jeans. She started digging supplies from the emergency stores. "You won't need water. There's a barrel full of it just outside the back door of that house."
* * *
It took them an hour to climb the rainy path in the darkness. Jessie had more blankets, Jolene was taking the food and medicine. When they got to the porch, Jessie leaned against the wall while Jolene dried her hands and tried to open the door.
"All the way up that path I've been thinking about playing with that vibrator."
Jolene gave her sister a look of mock anger. "You didn't put that in too?" Jessie pretended to be a scolded child, nodded cutely.
"I got it open, let's get inside."
Jolene and Jessie found Jimmy delirious in the upstairs bedroom. He was feverish, but trembling all over. And he babbled nonsense when they tried to talk to him. Jolene forced him to swallow some pills.
"God," Jessie said when they rolled him onto his back again. "Look!" Jolene had already seen and stared intently. Their brother, though sick, had a terrific hard-on. It was close to eight inches long and angry purple where his foreskin had stretched back to expose the blood-packed tip.
"I'm going to look for some more firewood," Jolene told her sister. You try and keep him warm. Dig out those blankets.
As soon as Jolene was gone, Jessie got the bottle of whiskey from the pack. She helped Jimmy sit up. He looked at her, but she knew he wasn't seeing her. He sipped the strong booze and babbled something.
"What did you say, Jimmy darling?" Jessie cooed, putting her ear close to his mouth.
"Nan... Nan... we... can't do it... we shouldn't do it."
A pleasurable thrill tingled through Jessie's body. She tucked as many blankets as she had around her brother's body. But he was still shivering. She was thinking of the way his cock had looked. It was much prettier than one of those vibrators. But what was that garbled nonsense about Nan? Was he just dreaming? Or had something really happened? It was hard to believe that Nan would ever consider anything sexual with her brother. Jessie swallowed and looked at the lump in the blankets where her brother's cock jutted up. Maybe Nan wouldn't think of it, but she sure was.
"Cold... sooo cold," Jimmy moaned, teeth clattering. She gave him another sip of whiskey, then took a big gulp herself. She bit her hp, wondering if she should do what she was thinking of doing. Then with a little gasp of excitement, Jessie began to peel off her clothes.
Her brother's body was scalding hot, but it felt wonderful after the damp trip up the mountain. She squirmed against his muscular body, hugged him excitedly. His cock was pressed up against her belly. But she couldn't help from wriggling upwards, as she smoothed the damp curls from his eyes.
"You're gonna be okay, Jimmy boy." She gave him a quick kiss on the forehead, then a longer, more sensual caress on the lips. She was used to kissing him like a sister did a brother. But now with him half unconscious, it was kind of fun to pretend. She opened her mouth and pushed her tongue between his teeth. He tasted like whiskey. Her legs slipped between his as she inched her body upwards. She was beginning to breathe harder. Her nipples jutted out from her firm, medium-sized breasts. They raked wonderfully against Jimmy's chest.
She was dizzy with the newness of the experience. It had been so long since she'd seen Jimmy. And now she was in his arms. He was a stranger in many ways. But he was kin too. She could see the similarities in their features, the softness of his closed eyes. She hugged her hands against the small of his back and dared to slip them around to his belly. He shivered more from the touch than the chills, she thought.
"Nan... ohhh, baby... ! "
"You're going to be okay, Jimmy," she whispered, not bothering to correct his small mistake. So he thought she was Nan! This was getting interesting. She was only inches away from his cock. She knew how hard it was, how big! But though she'd had sexy thoughts about her brother before, though she'd even wrestled playfully in his bed during her girlhood days... this was something more.
"Ohhhhh, I've got to touch it!" Her fingers wrapped around the shaft slowly. The excitement was so intense that Jessie closed her eyes and held her breath as she moved the foreskin gingerly against the steely meat underneath. She was in a sex trance. She pushed her open mouth against her brother's neck as she moved her body into a new position.
"Nan... nooooo!"
"It's all right darling," she cooed, straddling him. Her cunt-slit parted with a slick sound and she lifted the heavy, exposed cockhead so that she could feel its heat against her inner petals. Then she eased herself quickly back. Her pussy had been rubbing during the walk up the cliffs. She'd been in a state of excitement for over two hours, counting the fooling around back at the boat. So when the smooth, feverish tip pressed into her hole, her muscles opened easily ahead of it. She groaned hungrily, wiggling herself down. Her blonde curls tickled the sides of Jimmy's cock and then mingled finally with his own darker pubic hair as she took him to the hilt and then relaxed with a shuddering sigh against his chest.
"Nooo... Nan... can't... wrong!"
"Relax Jimmy... rest. Just rest darling." She made sure the covers were drawn tightly around them. God, he was so firm inside her cunt! She thought of Lonny and the things he'd taught her. But Lonny's cock wasn't nearly as nice as Jimmy's! She rolled her hips very gently and felt the friction against her clit.
"Should stay still," she whispered to herself. But it was so hard to keep from rubbing her velvety insides against that hot, throbbing thing!
"Nan... Nan... ohhh, shit!"
"Rest darling... just rest." She kissed his face and neck and wiped the sweat from his brow with the corner of the sheet. Her tits felt good all flattened against him. She had her legs closed between his spread thighs. She wondered if that made it tighter for him and decided that it must. But maybe Jimmy was too far out there to know much or feel much. She lifted her hips, arching her back gracefully until the exposed tip of his cock was just dangling at the entrance to her pussy. Then she wiggled down on it again, feeling the thrilling way the flared ridge gouged deep along her clasping cunt until at last it nestled close to the knotted opening of her womb.
Surely it didn't hurt Jimmy to be doing this. He was already sick. And she was trying to make him warm. In fact he wasn't shivering quite so violently now. Maybe the shot and the whiskey and the heat of her body was helping after all.
She touched his balls with soft, exploring movements. They hung very loose in their sac. She cradled them in her fingers and began a gentle massage.
"Sure you can," Jessie whispered, biting her hp. She'd given up trying to hold still. That rigid, pounding cockmeat was absolutely heaven. And it was even more heavenly when she milked at it with her slick, clasping muscles.
But it occurred to her that she was inviting trouble. In the beginning she'd just meant to warm her brother. Then she'd played with his cock, finally putting it inside her. So far, so good. But after she hadn't been able to keep still...
It was a very bad time of the month. She knew what would happen to her if she got so much as a speck of cum into her pussy. She stopped the gentle plunging of her ass and tried to collect her thoughts.
"Oh, wow, I just remembered something," she breathed to herself. It was something Lonny had taught her. Lonny had loved to get good blow-jobs and Jessie had been an eager student. Lonny had shown her how to hold a man off... how to tease him, dam him up like a river. There was nothing to it really, after a girl got over her qualms about where she was supposed to put her finger.
With a gasp of anticipation, Jessie pushed her middle finger into her mouth and wet it thoroughly. Then she pushed the spit-drenched digit under Jimmy's body, between the crack of his ass.
"Relax Jimmy," she soothed, pressing in against the muscles of his rectum. He gave a grunt of surprise as she penetrated the tight, dry hole. Now with his body's natural lubrication assisting her exploration, Jessie felt around for that secret lump, the prostate. It was easy to find. Jimmy's was throbbing like a heart. She pressed exactly in the middle of it, pressed hard. Inside her hot pussy, Jimmy's cock stood up straight like a steel rod. The flared tip bulged even huger. Then, knowing she had him in her power, Jessie began to fuck her hips with unrestrained excitement.
"Ohhh... ohhh goddamn," she moaned, biting her brother's shoulder, kissing him. She'd been close to coming already. But now that she didn't have to fear him spurting his potent sap into her hole, she could really concentrate!
"... no... shit, no... Nan... we can't... stop... ohhh, shit!"
"It's okay... okay... " Jessie shuddered, pointing her toes straight back along the mattress. Her thighs were clasped tight, her trim ass pinched with rising passion as she lifted it and plunged down again, faster and faster.
One hand was under her brother's ass, holding his muscled cheeks firmly as she fucked him. The other hand was pressed up between his crack, the middle finger clamped tightly against that trigger.
It thrilled her to know that if she released it, Jimmy's hot sap would flood from the tip of his cock. The reason she was so sure, was the way his body was reacting to her lovemaking.
Though still in a feverish haze, his cockhead was pounding deep inside her body. And his balls rode up and down in their sac, waiting to spill their cum.
Then Jessie felt the tickly pulse of pleasure building quickly. She gasped, bucked her body furiously as the itch grew bigger than she could deal with. Her finger almost slipped from Jimmy's gland once and it scared her. But she was too far gone to worry now. Even if the hot cream had spilled into her pussy, she wouldn't have been able to pull her cunt from his prick.
It was really hard to concentrate on holding his prostate in check. She was coming, colored lights spun against her eyelids. Her body twitched and jerked and plunged on top of the hot, strong body on the bed. Her brother's body. Her brother's cock! It was all so wonderful and naughty! And if Jolene found out, what would she think? Or would she simply want some herself?
"Nhhhhhuuuuhh... ohhhh, shit," she gasped as the throes reached their full intensity. She drooled and flopped helplessly as the powerful spasms took over completely. Her finger popped from her brother's ass and she knew that now she had only a few more seconds before his jizz would be coming out of his prick.
It took every bit of concentration she had to ease her pussy up off of that lovely, hard thing. But instantly, she remembered that Jolene would be coming back shortly. She didn't want her sister to find that she'd drained Jimmy's energy like this.
"Don't come yet, darling," she gasped, wriggling down under the warm, dark covers. It wasn't hard to find his cock. It pushed between her tits, then bumped her chin. A tiny droplet of something slick and pungent smeared up her cheek as she struggled to get the throbbing, feverish cock meat into her mouth.
Just in time, she worked her lips around it and sucked it deep along her tongue. A flooding spurt of cream hissed into the back of her throat. She gulped it down and stroked her tongue along the little tube to get some more.
"Mmmmmmmmnnnhhh!"
Jimmy moved slightly as his excitement peaked. But Jessie really had to suck the stuff out of his balls herself. Kneeling there under the covers, she bobbed her head up and down over his rigid shaft. The cream flooded and spurted, bubbling from her nose once until she could suck it back in and gulp it down, too.
At last Jimmy shuddered and lay still. He looked asleep. There was a smile on his lips and he breathed regularly. Jessie lapped up a few spilled flecks of jizz and popped up from the covers. He looked better. He even felt a little cooler. She smiled and nuzzled against him. Her pussy was a sloppy, happy mess. She heard Jolene coming up the stairs and quickly slipped from her brother's bed. She had just gotten her clothes pulled on when Jolene came into the room. "How's he doing?"
"Just fine!" Jessie blurted, grinning a little too broadly. But her sister hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary. At least she didn't think she had.
The first thing Jolene smelled when she came into the room was the faint odor of cum. It was such a slight aroma though that she didn't pay any attention for a moment or so. That was when she saw a tiny white fleck On her sister's chin. It shocked her so much that for a few seconds she stood motionless, staring.
"Something wrong?" Jessie asked.
"No... course not. I was just thinking. I'm cooking him some soup. At least the stove works." Jolene leaned over Jimmy's face and touched his head. "He's cooler I think. Maybe the pills are working."
"He drank a little whiskey," Jessie giggled nervously. "He was talking all kinds of silly stuff."
"Why don't you go downstairs and check that soup," Jolene told her sister. She watched Jessie saunter out of the room and close the door behind. Then Jolene eased the covers back from Jimmy. She bent over the soft cock at his groin and sniffed. It smelled like pussy. like her pussy. The only other person in the world whose pussy smelled like hers was Jessie.
"Oh, God, little sis. What have you been up .to?"
She covered Jimmy up again and paced back and forth in the room. She was trembling. Not with anger, or shame. But with undisguised lust. The idea of Jessie stripping off her clothes and climbing into bed with their sick brother was devastatingly exciting to think about. Pretty Jessie certainly had no qualms about taking advantage of a sick man. A man who happened to be her brother! But then, Jolene wondered, did she herself have any such qualms?
She'd always been close to Jimmy, at least in earlier days. Jessie had too. They'd wrestled together and played innocent childish games which were really only thinly disguised sex frolics.
"God, I'd never really considered doing it with him," Jolene said aloud, looking at her brother's sleeping features. Or had she? Yes, she had to admit that the possibility had occurred to her more than once. But she'd taken it no more seriously than the daydreams she'd had about her father or a donkey or a dog. Everybody daydreamed. That didn't mean they really carried any of their ideas into reality. But Jessie had! It made Jolene lick her lips. Could she dare?
She went and smoothed Jimmy's face. He didn't show any signs of waking. And when she blew in his ear, nothing. He was in a deep state of sleep. So deep in fact that when Jolene pulled back the covers and fingered his wilted cock, absolutely nothing happened.
"Oh, dammit, that Jessie went and sapped all his energy."
Then she remembered the funny gadget Jess had brought along. Holly's vibrator. She dug it from the pack on the floor. Her fingers trembled. It was a fantastic, almost unbelievable thing she meant to do. But she hadn't chickened out yet. She had the bullet-shaped thing in her hand now, a small bottle of Vaseline in the other. She dipped the tip of the bullet in the grease and turned it on. Then she rolled her brother onto his side and looked at the muscled trimness of his ass.
"God, what am I doing?"
Lonny had taught them this. Lonny. He knew everything about sex it seemed. But they'd driven him up the wall finally with their demands and games and tricks played behind his back. Lonny had told how the proper stimulation of the prostate could give a man an erection.
Jolene swallowed hard and pushed the buzzing bullet between her brother's ass cheeks. The tip slid into his body easily. She penetrated four or five inches and then tilted it upwards so that the trembling vibrations would press against that swell of muscled power deep in his loins.
Jimmy twitched as the sensations pounded through his sensitive parts. And sure enough, Jolene watched his limp cock fill suddenly with blood. It rose from the bed slowly at first, thickening at the base. Then it grew larger all along the shaft. The foreskin was pulled down over the tip but as the whole organ lengthened, she could see part of his cockhead poking out.
"Mmmmmm," Jimmy moaned in his sleep.
"Oh, baby," Jolene gasped, caressing the sides of his body. She propped the vibrator on a pillow and stripped her clothes quickly. Her pussy was stuck against her panties and when she peeled them off, she shivered with want. She lay down on her side, facing Jimmy. With one hand she worked the tip of the vibrator back and forth against his gland. With her other hand she jacked his foreskin up and down, feeling the heat come to his cock in surges now.
Her pussy was dripping as if it sensed what she meant to do. But she wasn't sure she could keep him hard if she pulled that thing out from inside his guts. The only way to be sure was to fuck him just like that! And it wouldn't be easy to get his cock into her with them lying on their sides.
"Oh dammit... I wish I had four hands." In her frustration, Jolene began to slide the vibrator in and out of Jimmy's ass-hole. She didn't realize what was happening until his cock began to surge in her clasping fingers. She'd been trying to think of a way to get him deep inside her and now something else was going to happen.
"Ohhh, God!" she gasped as she felt his sphincter tightening around the plastic bullet. His cocktip burst suddenly from the taut foreskin. She could see the angry purple ridge as it pulsed with a feverish rhythm. And then hot cream poured into her palm, dripping through her fingers in long strings.
"Shit! Ohhhh, shit, why didn't I watch what I was doing?"
But there was no stopping him now. She kept plunging the vibrator in and out, teasing his prostate into dumping more cum out into her cupped palm. Jimmy struggled and groaned on the bed but still showed no signs of awakening from his fevered sleep.
When at last there was nothing left in his balls, Jolene mopped up the mess and cleaned the vibrator. Jimmy looked dazed, even in his slumber.. His cock slowly wilted again and she covered him up. But her pussy was itching for a little action. She went downstairs in a somewhat gloomy mood. It wasn't easy walking, the way her pussy rubbed against itself. And halfway to the kitchen, she had to lean against the wall and get her breath.
"Hi!" Jessie said cheerfully. She held a big spoon and was bending over a bubbling pot of soup.
"Yeah. How do you feel?" Jolene said, squinting at her sister.
"What do you mean by that."
"You know damned well what I mean." Jolene licked her lips. "But I guess there's no reason for me to be pissed at you."
Jessie turned, put her hands on her hips. "Why would you be pissed at me?"
"Oh, come on, Jess. I happen to know what you pulled up there with Jimmy. I could smell it all over the place. You even had some cum on your chin, though I see you've licked it off since."
Jessie blushed and looked down at her feet. Finally she met Jolene's eyes again. "I couldn't help it sis. Remember how we used to fool around with Lonny, both at the same time? Well, Jimmy seemed so helpless. Kind of like Lonny did when he was letting us have our way." Jessie's voice grew rough with passion. "His cock... God, it's pretty!"
"Yeah," Jolene said dreamily, "I know."
"And that's why you're not pissed? You looked too?"
Jolene nodded, felt her ears burn. "I thought it was pretty wicked stuff we did with Lonny and I enjoyed it. But thinking about fucking my very own brother!"
"I did it!" Jessie blurted. '. 'And it was wonderful, Jolene. Really it was!"
"What do you think he'd say if he knew? Or does he know already!"
Jessie shrugged. "But you know what? When I was on top of him wiggling around and about to go out of my mind, he kept saying Nan's name."
"Nan?" Jolene stared at her sister.
"Yeah, he kept saying Nan this and Nan that and Nan we shouldn't."
"He was just dreaming," Jolene said finally. "I can't imagine Nan... " She thought of her sister, how straight and moral she'd always been. Nan had been the one who'd warned them of fooling around with Lonny when they'd already gone too far. But Nan had been wrong about that, too. Jolene and Jess had made a fool of Lonny, not the other way around. Nan just underestimated her young twin sisters.
"Jessie, can you really in your wildest imaginings think of Nan spreading her legs for our brother's cock? Can you imagine her kissing him and fucking him and all that kind of stuff?"
"Nope," Jess laughed. "Nan's not a prude exactly, but she takes pretty good care that she doesn't get into any strange situations.
"That's what I've been thinking. But maybe Jimmy has unconscious ideas about what he'd like to do with her." Jolene was titillated by this thought. Jessie seemed a little peeved.
"We're lots sexier than Nan, aren't we? Oh, God would I like to have Jimmy do it to me when he's awake. It was fun fucking myself on his hard cock. But if he really wanted me and got to me and... " She let out a shuddery breath.
"Jessie, did I ever tell you that you're as bad as Holly? Look, you're playing with yourself again."
Jessie pulled her hand out of her pants and smelled her fingers with a sexy flair. Then she turned to the soup on the stove.
"Wow, I don't want this stuff to burn." She grinned at Jolene. "We've got to get Jimmy back on his feet again, right sis?" Jolene couldn't help but chuckle. Yes, that's what she wanted, too. And it looked like she was going to have to compete with her twin sister for Jimmy's attention. If he chose to give it to either of them.
CHAPTER SIX
When Holly found that her vibrator had been taken from its hiding place, she was angry as a hornet. But she didn't have time to think about it. The wind had come up pretty good after the twins had left with the medicine for Jimmy. Nan-and she had to check all the tie-downs and throw out another anchor to keep the ship from slipping sideways into a shallow coral reef.
Yet even as she worked, she imagined how nice it had felt to slide that buzzing, hard thing in and out of her small pussy. When she'd done it, she'd imagined that her brother Jimmy had her down and was fucking her good. It wasn't hard to pretend, because she'd almost managed in getting his lovely cock all the way into her body. It had been tight, but Holly was sure it would've fit if he hadn't freaked out.
They had just finished making everything shipshape when Holly saw the man standing on the top of a big rock. He'd obviously come from the other end of the island, across the jutting piece of weathered granite that helped form the little cove they'd found. She peered at him through the rain. Nan had already gone down the steps to the cabin. The man waved and Holly waved back. Then she followed her sister into the warmth of the ship.
"There's a man on this island," she blurted, taking off her slicker. "I just saw him."
"You probably thought you saw him," Nan said, matter-of-factly. "It's easy to see all sorts of things in this weather."
"No, he was standing on a rock." Nan frowned at her. "Really, Nan, I saw!"
They got into their rain gear again and climbed onto the deck. There was no one on the rock. Holly squinted into the storm. There was no one anywhere. They went back inside and got off their wet things.
"I was sure I saw somebody... " Holly looked out the porthole but no one came into view.
"I hope this rain stops soon," Nan told her. "Then we can get up to that house and see how Jimmy's doing." When Holly thought of Jimmy all she could think of was the way his cock had looked, the way it'd felt sliding into her cunt. It hadn't gone very deep, but she could almost remember the way it was shaped inside her.
That night, Holly slept fitfully. She kept trying to imagine poor Jimmy all feverish and sick like Nan had described him. If she'd been there, she would have climbed in bed with him to keep him warm. Holly was sure Nan wouldn't think of such a thing.
Holly dreamed about the man on the big rock. She saw him waving at her and when she started his way, he took down his pants. His cock was as big as that of a horse. She awoke with a start. It'd only been a dream, but such an eerie one. As she tried to get back to sleep, she noticed that the rain had stopped. After another hour, moonlight came through the porthole near her bunk and the sea stopped tossing them around.
Near dawn, she awoke again. Nan was snoring softly. Holly dressed and went out on deck. The storm had passed, the air was clear and already beginning to warm. She looked in the direction of the big outcropping where she'd seen the man... or thought she'd seen him. Maybe Nan had been right. Still, she couldn't shake that image from her mind. He'd been a big man, too, or at least he'd looked big standing up so high and waving down at her.
Out of curiosity, she began to wade to shore in that direction. The tide was out, so she went down the beach around the rock and further. She'd walked about a mile when she saw footprints in the sand. At first she wondered whether she should return to the boat and tell Nan. But she felt adventurous and it was a beautiful day. One thing worried her. If the man had been standing there on the rock, why hadn't he come down to help them with the boat? But maybe he thought they didn't need any help. She thought as she walked. And her thoughts strayed again to Jimmy. She was wearing only a pair of skimpy cotton shorts and a T-shirt. Her sneakers had started to fill with sand so she slipped them off and went on barefoot. She didn't see the man until his shadow crossed her line of vision.
"Oh!" She gasped as a strong hand caught her arm.
"Hey, pretty one." He was tall and shirtless. He was smiling at her through a tawny beard. His tanned chest was a writhing mass of muscle. He looked like the kind of man who could pull a small tree up by the roots. She tried to pull her arm loose but he held it firmly. She looked into his green eyes.
"You waved last night," she gasped. The man let go of her arm but gave her the impression that if she tried to go back the way she'd come, he would cut her off.
"Yeah. It was a damned fool thing to do." He put his hands on his hips. Through the tattered stretch of his Levi's, Holly could see the shape of his cock. like in the dream she'd had, it looked absolutely huge.
"Why?"
"Because I'm hiding out." He watched her reaction closely. Holly tried not to have any at all. But instinctively she took a step backwards. The big man's hands pulled her against his chest. She was trembling there, panting like a frightened bunny. His strong fingers plunged into her long hair, petting it. Her face was pressed against his hairy body.
"I won't tell anybody," she whimpered, "please let me go."
"You won't tell cause I'm not gonna let you." His hands moved lower. She felt her T-shirt lifted, felt him rubbing the small of her back. "It gets lonesome on this fuckin' island. I could tell there were two chicks last night, one little one, one big one. I was hoping for the little one." He pushed hair back from her face and made her look up at him. "I lucked out pretty good, huh?"
"I... uh... " Holly wished she'd stayed on the boat, wished she'd told Nan where she was going. She wished too that she'd put on a pair of panties that morning. But her underwear was dirty. It was so silly. Thinking of panties when her life might be at stake.
"Come on, baby... " He dragged her down the beach. "What is your name, anyway?"
"It's Holly. Where are you taking me?" She knew it was silly to resist. She was all of five-three and this guy who'd grabbed her was well over six feet tall. They went on for a long ways. Holly was so disturbed that she didn't notice where they started inland. The low-roofed shack was hidden in thick underbrush and trees. It wasn't easy to see from one hundred yards and Holly knew it would be impossible to see from the air.
When they were inside, the big man turned her around and pushed her down on the bed.
"Take 'em off!"
"Look, I don't have any idea who you are, but-"
"You can call me Roth." He grabbed a long leather strap from a hook on the wall. Holly watched him advance on her. She crawled backwards on the narrow bed. Roth grabbed her ankle and wound the strap around it twice. She could have struck at him, or kicked. She didn't dare. Scared as she was she noticed how good-looking her captor was. His arm muscles rippled as he made the knot tight at her ankle and passed the other end of the strap under the bed.
"Nooo... please don't tie me up!" She sat there helpless, watching him wrap the leather around her other ankle. She doubled her fists but left them trembling on her thighs. Sure, she could take a swing at him. A lot of good it would do. And it might get her in more trouble than she was already in.
Now Holly found her legs pulled apart, ankles bound. She couldn't close her thighs. Roth grinned at her.
"I think I'll cut those shorts off and then eat your panties off myself... "
"Nooo... God, nooo!"
He slipped a knife from his pocket and snapped the blade open. Holly squirmed when he leaned down to her crotch, but when she felt the blade of the knife against the inside of her thigh, she froze. There was the sound of her clothing being cut and then she felt the shorts being jerked open. Roth's eyes went wild and he licked his lips.
"Jesus, you... " He put a hand out and Holly shuddered as his touch opened her dainty slit.
"Uhhnnn... "
"Now the T-shirt... " His knife moved quickly. She didn't dare move, afraid he might cut her instead of the flimsy cotton. Roth laid the T-shirt open and looked at her small and trembling tits.
"Let me go! I won't tell anybody about your hideout."
"All my life I been looking for a really tight pussy." He lifted his fingers against her pussy and forced the slippery lips wide. She felt her insides being probed. "And you got one, baby!"
"Let me go! I'll-"
"What'll you do?" He jerked what was left of her clothing away. She writhed naked on the bed. Then he grabbed her wrists and pulled them up above her head. It took Roth only a few moments to tie her arms to the bed frame. She felt so helpless now, so completely vulnerable. A slender, small-breasted girl without any means to defend herself. She watched his pants drop. His cock swung up heavily. She almost fainted at the sight of it.
"If you try to do anything to me with that, I'll just die... I know it!"
"You'll be begging for more before I'm through."
"Ohhhhh, God, don't... don't get near me!" Holly threw her head violently from side to side. The big man was naked now. There wasn't an ounce of fat on his body. He lowered his mouth to her belly and began to suck at it, lick at it.
"Yuuuuuhhhh!"
"Oh, you like that, do you?" He pushed his tongue down along the inside of her thigh and then up again. The tension of the straps holding her made Holly feel so strange! It added to her feeling of helplessness. And though she was scared stiff, that feeling made her tight little slit hot and slick.
"Not even any hair... God you're eating stuff for sure!"
"Uhhhhhhh!"
The big man slipped his hands under her trim ass and lifted her cunt to his mouth. She held her breath as the tip of his tongue opened the dainty, pink petals inside. Her honey dripped onto his tongue. Then with a slurpy sound, he sucked the inner lips and her clit between his teeth. His tongue jabbed up and down her quivering soft cleft. He licked the edges of her cunt so teasingly that Holly whimpered for mercy. It was all she could do to keep her ass from plunging up and down.
Then he entered her with his tongue and she broke.
"Yuuhhh... ohhhh, shit!" Her ass squirmed in Roth's big hands. He held her up from the bed, fingers tickling the crack of her ass. His palms were so warm! His tongue so hard and long as it reached deeper and deeper!
"Ohhhhh!" She fought to control her emotions, but the way he was digging and tickling her was too arousing. She'd never been fucked with a tongue before. She'd never imagined a man could lick so deeply inside her. And Roth was really deep now!
Holly shuddered as her young, hairless mound was, penetrated again and again. When Roth pushed his tongue into her, his teeth edged against her clit and she babbled with the raging emotions that kept threatening to take control.
"Aaaahhh!"
"You taste like ambrosia, baby."
"Ohhhhh, don't eat me."
"Got to... got to baby... Jesus, you're so tender and hot and juicy."
"Nhhhaaaaa!"
He ground his open mouth against her dripping cunt lips. There was a slurpy, sucking sound as her parts slipped against his caresses. Her toes spread. She could feel the tight rub of the leather straps on her ankles. She gasped, jerked her arms. But they were tightly bound above her head.
Roth smeared her own juices up her belly as he kissed his way towards one, tender swell. Her pink nipple pushed out just before his teeth nibbled it. Roth washed her tit with his tongue, rubbing her so roughly that she grunted with the super-intense sensations against the immature button that grew there. no Ripples of pleasure ran up and down her body. Her mound seemed to be glowing with a fire from deep within. And now her juices were dripping down the underside of her ass, wetting the bed underneath her body. Roth's mouth moved to her neck. His tongue darted behind her ear, tickled the lobe and finally began to push into the delicate swirls. She gasped with the rising fever his practiced mouth was bringing to her. She'd been kissed before, felt up before and even fucked the night Jimmy and she had messed around on the deck of the boat. But none of her excitement had reached this point... nor so quickly. This strange man named Roth had a way of doing things that left her absolutely breathless.
'What are you doing?" she moaned, as he straddled her body. His big cock swung suddenly close to her face. Her eyes went wild as she saw again how really huge it was! Across the head it looked like a billy club. Roth didn't have a foreskin like her brother. The sensitive barb was a pale blue and swollen taut.
"Your turn," the man said, leaning forward, his cock in his hand. The tip brushed her lips and she turned away.
"Nooooo!"
"It's hot, isn't it?" Roth grabbed her long hair and wound his fingers in it. Then he held her mouth against his prick. Holly babbled and squirmed but she couldn't use her hands or feet. Roth tightened his grasp of her hair and the pain made her open her mouth with a moan.
"Time to suck, sweetheart."
"Uhhhhh! Ohhh, noooo."
"Suck!"
Holly remembered clearly how it had felt to have her brother's cock in her mouth. But that had been so different. She'd been the curious one. She'd been trying to get Jimmy worked up so he'd tell her more, play with her more. Now this stranger had her bound helplessly and was shoving his prick at her mouth. What made it even more exciting was that he didn't have a rubber on.
The first touch of his cockhead against her wet mouth made her feel dizzy. He forced open her jaw and suddenly the feverish, heavy meat slid over his tongue. She whined and her throat worked instinctively. As he pumped his ass and made the smooth, taut knob slide in and out, a strange feeling shivered through her body.
"Mmmmmmm!"
"Lots of chicks beg for this." Roth let go of her hair. His strong hands smoothed the sides of her face, tickled under her chin. Holly writhed, her legs jerking uselessly against the leather that wound around her ankles. Her heart pounded. The air whistled through her nose. She felt as if she was floating.
"I ain't gonna hurt you, baby. You just wandered the right way, that's all. Right into Roth's little trap." He moaned as her tongue flicked convulsively along the tender underside of his shaft.
Holly wasn't trying to excite him. But as he fucked her mouth, the heat hard fullness of that monster prick made her tongue work. As if it were a small, soft animal eagerly examining the bulging shape of the invader. And though she was frightened half out of her wits, she couldn't deny that her body was responding. The shape of Roth's prick was fantastic to her. And without even thinking about it, her tongue began to search the streamlined shape of the tip. She searched in the delicate hollows and petted the bulging veins along the shaft.
"Yeah, baby, now you're doing it!"
"Mmmmm!"
"Ohhh, baby, I didn't know I'd found such a hungry little rabbit." He eased his cock back until only the throbbing tip rested on her bottom Up. Holly panted her hot breath over it. Her eyes were wide with excitement and fear.
"You want it, don't you? You want to suck?"
"I... Ohhhhh... I... "
Roth leaned forward and untied her wrists. She was limp as he lifted her up so that she was sitting on the bed with him kneeling in front of her.
"Now I can slip it a little deeper? Wouldn't you like that?"
Holly looked up at him with a slack expression. She felt drugged. Her tits glowed and her cunt tingled with a fire she'd never experienced. What was happening to her? Why was she so hot? Even though this guy was good-looking, he was mistreating her. Wasn't he? It wasn't nice to tie people up and make them suck a cock.
Her legs were still tightly bound and pulled apart. But she was sitting upright with Roth's knees straddling her thighs. His cock bumped under her chin as he caressed her shoulders.
"I couldn't hurt somebody like you, little girl. You oughta know that by now. You're like a little doll." He shook his head slowly. "God, I wish you were mine to keep. I could stay on this island till hell freezes over."
Roth's words made shivers run through her body. Holly didn't know what to think now. This guy seemed half crazy, the way he'd taken her and tied her up. But the tone of his words now soothed her fears some while exciting her in other ways. She really believed that he wasn't some kind of pervert who might do her in after he was finished satisfying his lust.
She put a hand out against his thigh. It felt hard with muscle. She swallowed and looked at the bulging prick that swayed there an inch from her mouth. She was still panting very hard. She had the weirdest desire to touch that thing. And she let her hands come up until they cradled his shaft lightly.
"You're so big. I got scared when I saw... " She felt she had to talk to him. To make him feel sorry for her. And the warmth of that huge cock against her palms was making her feel sorry for him, too. It was like she knew how long this guy had waited for a woman to happen along. His thick and feverish cock seemed almost to have a magnetic pull for her lips. She could see her spit still drying on the bluish surface.
Roth eased his body forward slightly as if hinting for her to do something. Holly hesitated. She knew that since he'd pulled her up like this, the angle would be better for him. It was possible now for his prick to slide yet deeper into her mouth. Would Roth take advantage of her? She almost laughed from the helplessness she felt. What in hell could she do about it anyway?
Holly swallowed nervously and pursed her lips. Then she pressed them over the slit at the very end of the big man's cocktip. Roth didn't grab her or try to ram his meat deep into her throat, but just let her kiss him there.
She gained a little courage now. Her heart pounded. Maybe he was surprised at her willingness. How many girls her age would even think about such things as she was doing? She kissed the smooth crown gently, letting her spit flood out over the pounding, taut surface. Her delicate caresses excited her as much as they did Roth.
Roth grunted with pleasure and petted the sides of her head as gently as if he were holding a baby kitten. The musky aroma of his cock excited her. The heat, the spongy hardness. That was a kind of miracle. How a man's cock could be so rigid and yet so soft at the tip.
Holly kissed around the flared ridge. Now her lips had opened slightly and the tip of her tongue brushed behind her kisses. She knew how worked up she was. And her fear was dissolving with each passing second.
"Holly... Jesus, fuck!"
"Ooooohhh," she cooed, letting her tongue become bolder now. She kissed and then licked. When she got to the two swollen lobes at the underside of the mushroomed tip, a shudder rippled through Roth's muscular body.
It surprised her that his cock had gotten even larger. She watched the cockhead swell and recede with every beat of the big man's heart. His hands touched her neck, her shoulders, slipped down to caress her small, tits. But they stayed gentle on her skin. And they had begun to tremble. She felt his male passion as if she were inside him. She could almost imagine what it was like to have his sensitive, rigid prick swathed with her hot spit. She knew it had to feel wonderful. Her tongue was so soft, so slippery. And she was petting at his swollen cock with loving, gentle strokes.
"Ohhh... you're so hot. It's stretched... your skin." She smoothed the crown as if to show him what she meant. Roth shuddered again and his head fell back a little. He was panting raggedly. His fingers tightened slightly on her shoulders.
Holly moved her head forward until the bulging lobes of his cock were resting there. She moved her lip, rubbing the tender spots. She smiled slightly, let her upper lip cover the top of his streamlined tip. Then with gentle suction, she pulled him deeper. His shaft slipped between her teeth. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth as his meat took more room. "Damn!"
"Mmmmmmnnnn!"
"Holly... baby, you... you... "
It excited her to hear her own name on his lips. She made a deep trough with her tongue and pumped it back and forth along the bottom of his cockshaft. Roth gasped momentarily. He only touched her with his fingertips. Just behind her ears. Holly's nostrils flared and she closed her eyes. Her brother's prick hadn't felt like this at all... or tasted the same. She realized she was only beginning to discover the excitement of sex. She pumped her tongue like when Roth had shoved his cock in between her teeth the first time. But now she was more relaxed, more excited. She wanted to feel his reaction to the light and slippery friction she gave. She wanted to taste him, to sense the velvety smoothness of his cock.
"Baby... you're blowing my mind!"
"Mmmmmm."
"Yeah... nobody... no chick has ever done it like that!"
Roth's voice thrilled her. Did he mean it, really mean it? She felt that he did. Holly put her damp fingers against the sac that held his balls. They slipped away from her touch in their slippery hiding place. She caught one and studied its shape carefully, gingerly. She could feel the little tube that ran up from the slick egg and wound into his groin. She knew that tiny duct was connected to the larger tube that ended at the tip of his cock. A thrill went through her as she discovered these male secrets. She gave the large egg a gentle squeeze. It was packed with sperm. And when Roth's cockhead had been excited enough something magical happened up inside him. Some kind of pump began to throb and...
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned, pushing her tongue back further along his shaft. She cradled both balls now, squeezing and caressing them as she sucked. Roth had not tried once to ram his prick deeper like he had at first when her hands had been tied. But Holly could sense an urgency... he moved in a way that made her know what he wanted. v She popped her lips free of the swollen, pounding prick and looked at it. Her spit dripped from the end. And more than half its length was glossy slick from her sucking. Could she take more of it? She turned her big eyes up at him. Her chin glistened with spit, but she didn't bother to wipe if off. Then she opened her mouth again and took him deeper than ever before. She could almost reach the hilt of his body with her tongue. A gagging sensation made her stop and slide back the other way. She bobbed her head now, forward and back, forward and back. And as she plunged like this, her tongue danced and teased against the super-sensitive bumps she'd already discovered.
"Ahhhhh! Yaaahhhhh!" Roth gasped, petting her head frantically.
Holly knew she was doing something right. She made her tongue flick faster than ever. Her sucking made the spit pop at the corner of her lips. Some of it dripped onto her arms. She let go Roth's balls and slipped her hands around his ass until she could squeeze each muscled cheek. He was a beautiful, big man... she realized it now. And he wasn't half so mean and macho as he made himself out to be. Using her hands to pull him forward she tried to take more of his cock into her mouth.
"Uhhhhh!" Roth gasped as she felt his cocktip brush her tonsils. Holly tried to resist her instinct to choke. She swallowed rapidly and pulled his hips forward again. Her fingers slipped between the crack of his ass. Roth grunted with obvious pleasure. Her tongue went crazy against his smoldering tip and then it slid forward along the trough she'd made, forward until again it touched her throat. Her flat belly bucked with the gagging spasms but Holly kept his cock in that position until the violent urge had passed.
"Holly... sonofabitch I can't believe you!"
It had surprised her too. His cocktip rested there at the beginning of her throat and she wasn't gagging anymore. She dared to bury her shaking fingers deeper in the crack of his ass and pull him yet deeper. Now his glans was completely in her throat. Instinctively, she swallowed. The velvety membranes choked down around Roth's prick, swathing him with heat and saliva. He choked with hungry gasps. His whole body shivered.
Holly swallowed again and again, making her throat close down on him, tighten against those bumps and hollows that were so sensitive. Then she felt the urge to choke too strongly and pulled her head away. Her tongue lapped furiously against Roth's cock as she swallowed with excitement. The size of his shaft bulged huge. Spit dripped from her chin in strings now and her eyes were closed in concentration. Instinctively she grasped his balls as her small, soft mouth rode back and forth.
"Baby... you're gonna take it all... you're gonna suck me dry in a second!"
"Mmmmm." Holly knew he was close to coming. But she wasn't afraid. Even though it would mean tasting a man's jizz for the very first time in her life. She didn't care at all. In fact she was even a little curious.
But no sooner had this thought flicked through her mind than she did feel an uncertainty. What if Roth's cream was so horrible-tasting that it made her sick? What if it choked her?
And Roth's fingers had spread gently but firmly against the back of her head. As if he were making certain she wouldn't try and pull her mouth away at the last moment. This scared Holly a little. But her mouth worked with increasing fury against the big man's cock. She too was caught up in his passion. She had almost become a willing part of his own body. She felt his ecstatic pleasure swelling as his cocktip swelled. And she couldn't resist setting off those powerful forces inside him.
"Yaaahhhh," he gasped, jerking with the fury of his rising passion. Now his hands held her head firmly and his muscled belly heaved. She whimpered, feeling his pleasure, sensitive to the dripping state of her tight pussy. The downy lips of her cunt were glossy with her own flooding butter.
Then deep inside Roth something tightened and convulsed. She felt the rippling spasm as it ran along the underside of his cock. It was a small bulge, a swelling that pushed her tongue back. His cocktip grew and she tasted something sour and slightly flat. Then a fountain of cum streamed onto her tongue. Instinctively she pulled back, but Roth held her there, his cock halfway in her mouth, his balls unloading.
"Nhhhaaaa," she whined, twisting sideways. But he pumped his cock in and out, the jizz bubbling from the tiny slit. A powerful jet drenched the roof of her mouth, dripped into her throat. Only then did Holly begin to move her tongue rapidly against his shaft and cockhead.
And as she sucked, the cum-spurted and dripped. Her mouth filled with the sticky, odd-tasting stuff. A slick string of white dripped from the corner of her mouth and plopped hotly against her thigh.
"Baby... Holly... Jesus!"
She guessed he would push his cock deeper and she was right. As the rigid shaft slipped deeper between her teeth, Holly tried to keep herself from gagging. The head of his cock was so big now that it would barely fit. But it did. And as soon as she felt the steamy jizz hitting the back of her throat, she swallowed with furious convulsions, her fingers clutching tightly into the muscled halves of his ass. She knew he was feeling her fingernails now. She couldn't help but squeeze him like that. She was caught between terror and lust. But his jizz was coming so fast that she couldn't get it down quick enough. It began to crackle in her nose and then she felt a hot string explode from one nostril and drip down her lip. .
"Lick harder," Roth groaned, letting his hands fall away from her. "Bite me... eat me!" Holly was free to move on her own now. She grabbed the shaft of his cock and pulled her mouth back until just the mushroom tip was between her teeth. Then she chewed with feverish excitement. She felt a furious need to bite and chew that unbelievable organ! She let her teeth go deep into the velvety crown.
Roth growled savagely. His belly heaved, his leg muscles twitched. His hands moved lightly over Holly's body. And as she gnawed on that spongy thing, its juice continued to jet in spurts. It was like she was eating a big chunk of candy and each bite squeezed the creamy filling onto her tongue.
"Sh-sh-shit!" the big man cried. He fell forward, taking her with him. His cock slapped wetly between her tits as she went down on her back. Cum dribbled out between the youthful swells and trickled down her side. She lay there, lips coated with Roth's cum. Her throat was a mess and she could feel the splatters drying on her tits and thighs. Against her heart that swollen organ continued to pulse, though it was out of jizz. She could feel his big balls, too, and the tight cheeks of his ass still working.
After a minute or so, Roth scooted down so that he could look into her eyes.
"Guess I owe you something.
"What?" She said shyly.
"Don't you want to come too?"
"I don't know." Holly licked the thick wads of cum from her lips.
"like hell. You must be hot now. Doesn't that get a girl hot? When she sucks a man's cock?"
Holly wasn't going to say anything, but Roth was smiling at her. She nodded, her face blushing. His hand was already petting her belly. She started panting. She opened and shut her eyes. Roth began fondling the delicate folds of her cunt. She writhed around his deep touch. She could hear the slick smack of her pussy clasping down tightly.
"What if I got another hard-on in a few minutes?" he whispered. "What if I fucked you real good?"
"Noooooo!"
"I know you're afraid of how big I am. I saw you looking. I know you're scared."
"I... Ohhh... don't... fuck... me!"
"Look, honey, it's still soft now. If I could just poke it in like this then... "
"Ohhhh what if it got real hard again?"
"Your pretty little pussy would just have to do some quick growing."
'Ohhh, God, that scares me!"
Roth kissed her cummy mouth. The kiss surprised and shocked her. But she was pulled into his passion quickly. Her slender arms circled his neck and she opened her mouth to his tongue.
"Relax," he breathed into her mouth. "I'm going to shove this old piece of pork in your lovely little cunt."
"Oh... ohhh, I'm afraid, Roth... really afraid!"
But it didn't hurt. His cock wasn't very hard now, just firm enough for him to poke the head into the taut entrance to her cunt. She let herself relax. Roth pumped his hips. He was just rigid enough to slide deeper. The shaft wasn't nearly so big as it had been. And it was wiggly and soft. If they hadn't both been slick, Roth with spit and cum and she with her flooding juices, it would have been impossible.
"Come on... wiggle a little... don't be afraid."
Holly did what Roth told her. She felt the wilting shaft slip up into her. But his cock was too soft for her to feel much. She just had the vague sensation of being fuller than before. She couldn't feel the shape of his beautiful tip.
When he'd slipped himself as deep as he could, Roth rested his head on her shoulder and talked. He talked about how he'd come to the island, how he'd jumped ship. He'd gotten in trouble on a merchant marine freighter. To avoid a trial at sea, he'd managed to slip away in a lifeboat one night. He'd known exactly what he'd been doing. He knew of the island and how to take care of himself once he got there.
Holly listened until Roth's voice grew tired. His eyes closed. Inside her she could feel his cock smaller than ever. Her tight pussy could squeeze down on it easily, pinch it smaller around the base.
She realized that Roth had fallen asleep. Holly petted his big head, touched the bristly curls of his beard. He wasn't such a bad guy. And the warmth of his body against hers was something she was beginning to enjoy. Enjoy more than she'd ever dreamed.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Nan hunted almost an hour for Holly before she decided to give up. There was the possibility that her younger sister had started up the trail to the big house on the cliff without telling her. It seemed unlikely, but it was possible. Then, too, Holly might have wandered off down the beach and forgotten the time. Her footprints had headed in that direction before Nan had lost track of them.
It was warm now and Nan was eager to see how Jimmy was recovering. Every time she thought of his naked and feverish body, she got wet in the panties. She knew she'd taken advantage of that moment up there when they'd both been chilled from the rain. It was hard for a man to resist a warn, soft, female body if the woman was willing. Poor Jimmy had tried to turn off, but even though she was his sister, she'd been able to get what she wanted. And now she found herself wanting it again.
As she started up the trail with a small knapsack, she was wearing only a skimpy bikini. She felt sexy walking through the undergrowth, thinking about Jimmy. She was so lost in thought that she didn't see him coming down the trail towards her until he was almost upon her.
"Nan! Jesus, I'm glad I found you!" He put his arm around her shoulder and leaned, gasping to catch his breath.
"God, I didn't think you'd be up!" She smoothed his face with her palm, feeling for a fever. He didn't seem to have one, but he looked a little weak. His pants were unzipped, his shirt buttoned wrong. It looked like he'd dressed in one hell of a hurry.
"The twins... I can't believe them. Did you know... " He shook his head as if telling what had happened was too much for him. Nan had a damned good idea what had happened. She knew how wild they were when together. She remembered what they'd done to Lonny, and Lonny was an experienced man.
"Feeling better now?" she asked, hugging her arm around Jimmy's waist. She was trembling slightly, feeling the desire for him already. She saw too that he'd noticed her skimpy swimming outfit. She slapped at a gnat on her leg and looked up again. Jimmy's eyes were fastened on the soft and jiggling cleavage of her breasts where they almost fell out of the tiny halter. She pulled the sheer, blue material up in a show of modesty. She didn't want Jimmy to think she was as undisciplined as the twins.
"Come on," she said, "let's go back down to the beach."
She helped Jimmy as they descended. She had an idea that the twins would be coming pretty soon. And if they were as hungry as Jimmy had hinted, she'd have to go some to keep her brother from being devoured. Jessie and Jolene were insatiable. But, Nan wanted a little time with Jimmy all by herself. The thought that she might be as hungry for him as the twins were occurred to her. But she was more civilized. Even if she was indulging in incest. She cared for Jimmy... truly cared.
She steered Jimmy away from the little bay where the boat was anchored. It was riding peacefully in the sea. There would be time to look at the engine later. Now she wanted Jimmy to herself. She led him in the direction Holly had gone that morning. She found a little spot between some rocks where the heat of the sun was concentrated. She spread a poncho she'd brought and dug sandwiches from her knapsack. Jimmy ate and as he rested, color came back to his face.
"I don't think that fever amounted to much," he said. "I'm a little weak, but I feel pretty good. I guess my muscles are stiff, that's all."
"Lie down and I'll rub you."
Jimmy looked at her intently. "Nan, about the other time when we... I'm still pretty mixed up about it."
"Here, let me get your shirt off," she said, slipping it back over his shoulders. She stripped him to his shorts and made him lay on his belly. Then she straddled his body and began to massage his back with deep, rhythmic movements.
"What did the twins really do?" she asked after a minute of silence.
"It embarrassed the shit out of me just to think of it." He cleared his throat. "At first I thought I was dreaming. Then I woke up with both of them wrapped around me. They're sex maniacs . for sure." He gave a grunt of pleasure as Nan's fingers probed a muscle in his back.
"like I told you, they haven't been the same since Lonny-"
"But are you and I any better?" He took in a big breath. "It's incest, Nan. Anyway you slice it. Just because we were trying to get warm that day yesterday, didn't give us the right-"
"Shhhh, you sound like you've got a bad case of guilt." She got off him.
"Sure. Don't you?" He rolled over onto his back to look at her. Nan noticed that the crotch of his underwear showed no signs of a hard-on. Jimmy wasn't aroused at all. She was kneeling in the sand there beside him. Inside her there was a hurricane of desire blowing.
"No," she said at last. "I don't feel guilty at all." She began to rub the front of his thigh. Her eyes were riveted on the slack cotton crotch of his Jockey shorts. All she wanted was a sign,, an indication that Jimmy couldn't resist her any more than she could resist him. She tossed her head, causing her hair to fall over the front of her shoulders. As she leaned forward, she knew her brother could see right down into the top of her bikini halter. Her full breasts hung halfway out. Neither of the twins had tits like hers. Surely Jimmy had noticed. Yes, he was noticing. She let her fingers massage a little higher up his thigh.
"Feel good?"
"A little too good. Maybe you'd better stop."
"No, you're pretty stiff all right. This'll make your recovery complete."
"Nan... hey... that's enough, I think."
Nan stood up. She was shaking all over. "No, Jimmy! It's not nearly enough." She undid her bikini top and let it fall to the sand. Her breasts felt heavy and hot on her chest. Then her shaking fingers undid the rest of the bikini. Jimmy watched it puddle around her ankles. He was swallowing rapidly, trying to keep control. He started to get up but Nan fell to her knees and put her hands on his shoulders.
"Look at them Jimmy, look at my tits."
"Hell, they're right in my face. How can I help-"
"Aren't they beautiful?"
He bit his bottom lip. "Yeah," he said, voice heavy with emotion, "they're beautiful."
"They're yours." She cupped a hand under one and offered it to him. The nipple was only an inch from her brother's lips. She saw him try to ignore the gracefully curved orb, but his eyes were drawn to the large, dark areola, the tumid nipple that protruded from the center of that soft circle of flesh.
"Nan... "
"Both of them are yours. I'm yours, too. Every part of me... everything. All yours."
"Nan, Jesus Christ." He tried to turn away again but she pushed her tit forward and up. The feverish nipple brushed his damp lips. He whimpered. It was a masculine whimper and it amused Nan. She felt that it would only be a matter of time now. Jimmy was hers. He was addicted to her body.
"Kiss me there, Jimmy," she gasped. "Kiss me Jimmy."
Again he whimpered. And then his tongue flicked out against the hot, dark nubbin. He sucked it hungrily into his mouth. Nan moaned as she watched her brother's cheeks pull in from the force of his suction. The wet friction against her nipple took her breath away.
"Jimmy... " she gasped, sliding her hand down his belly. She jerked his shorts clear of his cock. It was only half hard but she grabbed it with both hands and began to massage it with frantic, jacking movements. It grew rigid very quickly and the glossy tip began to protrude from the protective foreskin. Jimmy grabbed her shoulders roughly ; threw her down on the poncho.
"Yeah, I want you," He growled, kissing her open mouth. She whined excitedly as she felt him take the aggressive role away from her. He forced her thighs apart, jerked his shorts the rest of the way off.
"Yessss... ohhhh, God Jimmy... God, God, God!"
As her thighs spread apart, she felt the dainty inner petals open. In an instant, her brother's exposed cocktip was pressing into the feverish folds. She grunted and dug her nails into his back. His full weight was upon her, driving her down into the sand under the poncho. He lunged with his hips and she cried out as the flared cockhead split her mound and speared deep into her flooding softness.
She wrapped her legs around his back and dug her heels at his ass as he pumped. The slurpy sound of her body being poked full of hot cock made her shiver with pleasure. He wanted her! He really wanted her this bad!
"Ohhhh, God, yesss!"
"I don't care if we do go to hell," he said kissing her breasts again.
"We won't go to hell, darling," she gasped happily. "Maybe the twins will, but not us."
His cock was shoving very deep now. It felt bigger than it had that first time. It felt hot and wonderful as it gouged against the delicate walls of her cunt. She spurred him deeper, using her heels on his plunging ass. She wanted all of him--wanted to feel his furious male desire. Before she'd had to seduce him, to actually fuck him. But this time he was fucking her! And that's how she wanted it.
He had her head in both hands now, devouring her soft lips, shoving his tongue deep. She sighed her love and kissed him back. He sucked at her tongue like he wanted to keep it forever. The subtle friction added to the powerful fury of his loving made her weak with lust.
Nan clawed her brother's back, bit his neck and . earlobe until he fucked her all the harder. His prick was dragged all the way out of her cunt and then rammed deep again. The sensations burst around her mound like she was slipping into another dimension.
"Ahhhhh... uhhnnnnnn!"
"You're tight... tighter than before... ohhhhh, Nan, baby!"
"But I'm gonna come! I can't do it inside you!"
"I don't care, Jimmy! I just don't care anymore!"
"Well I do!" he moaned, jerking his cock from her body. She felt him push the juice drenched shaft up onto her soft, heaving belly. And then the hot cream was rolling out. It filled her navel and dribbled down her sides. Hot flecks spattered against the underside of her big tits. And all the while, Jimmy moaned and ground his hips against her.
"I just couldn't keep it back any longer," he said, shuddering as another burst of cum smeared across her flesh.
"It's okay, darling," she said, soothing his face with soft kisses.
Jimmy rested. Nan was in a sexy haze. She was still needful of attention, but it didn't matter so much as the fact that now Jimmy had accepted his hunger for her. He'd admitted to himself that he wanted sex with his very own flesh and blood. It surprised her when he got onto his knees and scooted down between her parted thighs.
"Jimmy... what are you... ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh, shit!"
Her brother had eased his mouth down against the feverish lips of her pussy. Her clit was suddenly brushed with Jimmy's wet spit. He sucked and nibbled the tiny sprout until her throbbing mound filled with fresh blood and swelled out like a ripe flower to be picked. His tongue gouged up and down her slit. The area between her clit and her cunt was especially sensitive. Jimmy sensed her excitement when he tongued that spot. She grabbed his head and pulled him against her slurpy pussy, grinding her hips wildly to smear her juice across his cheeks and chin.
Now her legs were draped over the tops of her brother's shoulders. He ate at her mound like it was some exotic dish. The juice dripped from his chin. She knew his teeth were cutting into her tender membranes a little, but she plunged her ass furiously. It was too good. And it was their secret now and forever. She'd taken Jimmy away from the twins before they'd ever really gotten their hooks into them.
She came screaming. Jimmy rolled her limp body over. She panted face-down on the poncho. Jimmy grabbed her hips and pulled her ass up so he could slip his cock under and up into the messy heat of her cunt again.
"You're hard already?"
"I don't think I can get enough of you," he groaned, feeling her opening with his fingers and guiding the tip of his cock in. Then he stretched across her, his belly rubbing her full ass as he fucked her and nibbled the back of her shoulders.
CHAPTER EIGHT
For a long time Holly had been looking at the sleeping stranger. She hadn't set eyes on him until an hour or so before. And now her young, slender body lay on top of his. Inside her cunt his cock was still held tightly. It was soft. Roth had pushed it in while it was just firm enough to penetrate her.
Holly remembered how it had felt when Jimmy's cocktip had slipped into her cunt. But her brother had freaked then and pushed her away. It had been so tantalizing. She could almost feel herself getting fucked again.
Concentrating very hard, Holly found she could control the powerful muscles of her pussy. She tightened them down on the wilted prick inside her, then relaxed again. Tighten, relax... she did it in rhythm with her breathing. The movements of her delicate parts had an effect on her too. She felt her own juices starting to flow again. She also felt a very strong need to kiss. Then she saw Roth's nipple and decided that would have to do. She pursed her lips and nursed at the little bump, swathing it with her tongue, making suction as she brought the velvety lining of her cunt tightly around that soft cock in her body. The cock moved.
"Uhhhhnnn," she sighed. She constricted her cunt muscles, arching her back slightly to make her tube slide against the swelling cockhead that would soon harden.
Again she made her slippery insides constrict around the stiffening shaft. Roth groaned in his sleep and his head flopped. Holly knew that she was so light and Roth was so strong that he probably wasn't even aware of her upon him. But he would be.
It didn't take her but a few seconds to realize the best way to excite that fantastic thing inside her. She worked her little hole as far down as she could on it and then when the slowly swelling tip was almost touching her womb, she tightened her muscles as much as possible and eased her hips gently up. The strong circle of constricting muscle squeezed his cock, stroking it as she lifted her pussy away. Then she would relax again and glide down over it, skewering herself a little deeper each time. Yes, it was really getting stiff and big now.
"Uhhnnnn," Roth moaned in his sleep. Holly giggled quietly, pinching her slim ass as she stroked his cock again and again. It took concentration. She knew that most girls didn't do a hell of a lot when it came to lovemaking. But what she was doing to Roth was work.
He made another sound and his closed eyes darted under the lids. She knew he was dreaming, probably a sexy dream, too. She decided to make it even better for him. Now as she plunged her young ass up and down, she tilted it to make his cocktip rub the velvet slick walls of her pussy.
This seemed to make his prick grow much more quickly. She felt the head broaden, felt the ridged part bulge out like a giant mushroom. And her cunt was becoming totally filled. Now when she pushed down over that jutting spear of male meat, it was kind of hard to get it all the way in. And the sensation of being stretched made shivers of pleasure burn up and down her thighs. Her breath came short and fast. Her breasts, small as they were, felt heavier now. As if a rush of blood had swollen them some. And she could see that her nipples had darkened and begun to push out from the dainty circle of softness surrounding them.
"Ohhhhh, God," she breathed, rubbing her belly against Roth's hard body. Her breasts were tickled by his chest hair. She clasped her soft thighs around the outsides of his legs. It felt wonderful. But inside her it was beginning to feel very, very tight!
"Ohhhh, shit, he's getting so big."
"Uhhnnn," Roth grunted. Holly quit moving, afraid the huge man would wake up. She wasn't sure she could handle that. There was still the possibility that she wouldn't be able to hold all of him. And she didn't want to get herself into a fix. If he woke up she knew he'd roll her over and fuck her good.
Holding her ass high, she positioned herself so that only the flared tip of Roth's prick was inside her body. Her constricting muscles were strongest right there where her hymen had stretched in her virgin days. She took a breath, bore down hard. Her hole closed around his shaft just behind the head. The trapped blood in his glans bulged it out even huger inside her. Then holding that tumid barb of flesh firmly, she moved her ass around with furious excitement.
The teasing friction shot through her like fire. The frantic tugging affected her clit almost directly and she felt it throb with an ecstatic, itchy goodness.
"Yaaahhhh," she sighed, relaxing to get her breath. As soon as she could, she repeated her movements. This time her clit felt like a tiny cock shooting from her slit. Her hot petals dripped juice down Roth's cockshaft. They sparkled like dew in the tight curls around his balls.
"Baby... baby!" It was Roth, dreaming. Holly rubbed her tits against his hard nipples, kissing his neck at the same time. Her back was arched to hold her ass up high above his crotch. But the head of his prick was embedded just inside her tingling hole.
Holly sat up straight. That made the angle of his cock force harder against her cunt. She was holding her body up over him but little by little she began to sink down on that stiff, hot thing. Now it was really a full-sized hard-on. And a hard-on for Roth was bigger than most men, she knew. The rigid shaft inched into her body, filling it completely. Her pussy stretched around the pulsing cock. There wasn't an inch of room left when she rested against the base of his cock. She'd taken all of him, but there wasn't any room left.
"Nuuhhhhhh," she gasped, rocking, tilting her body. She could no longer control her movements. She shuddered with the pleasure that rushed through every nerve. Her eyes closed and fluttered open. Her long, honey hair fell over her shoulders and tickled across Roth's belly. She let all of her small weight down on that rod, working it furiously against the mouth of her womb. She knew that the tiny knot deep inside her was rubbing his super-sensitive cockhead. Even in his sleep he had to feel it. It was making his dream sexier and sexier.
"Yaaaaaahhhh... ohhhhh... shit!"
"Holly," Roth moaned, waking. He looked at her sleepily, grabbed her arms and pulled her flat against his chest. She writhed on the swollen spear of cockmeat, babbling, her pussy squeezing it with furious sexual contractions.
"I couldn't help it, Roth," she gasped. "Don't hurt me... ohhhhh don't!"
"Baby... " he growled rolling her over on the bed. She felt his full weight crushing against her. He had his thighs wedged firmly between her small legs, driving upwards into her pussy forcefully.
She felt like a child. His chest was so massive as it flattened her already small tits. Her nipples were pushed back into her softness. Her lips were forced open by his searching tongue. She tried to close her teeth, but closed them instead on Roth as he licked the roof of her mouth.
Instinctively, she tried to close her legs. But Roth drove his knees up, forcing her thighs apart. Her small pussylips were stretched to expose every dripping petal of her cleft. And holding her like that, wrists pinned to the bed, Roth ground his huge cock slowly up into her belly.
"Yuhhhhh," she gasped, feeling his cock spearing her. She got a hand loose and pushed it down over her stomach. Sure enough there was that hardness making a bump. When Roth pulled back, the bump disappeared. She could hardly believe she could take anything so big, so deep.
"Baby... this is the finest I've ever had... you're out of sight!"
"Don't hurt me! I feel so full... so full of your cock!"
Roth wound his fingers in her long hair and pulled her mouth to his. They kissed. Holly gave shuddering gasps as the thrills took control. She writhed upon that enormous shaft that split her cunt. Her clit was a tiny, pink finger jutting from its slick hood.
"Uhhnnn, Roth... Ohhhh, I've never felt anything like this... I'm itching all over!"
"I'm itching too, baby. Right on the end of my cock."
"What if I get cum in me... "
"You'll like it," he growled, covering her mouth with his again.
Each time Roth rammed his hips up, her frail body trembled. He was deep, deep inside of her and yet she could feel no pain. Miraculously, her pussy had managed to shape itself to his prick. She was somehow deep enough to take him... but just barely. Her emotions tumbled over each other as their excitement mounted.
"Ohhhhh, Roth... I'm tickling all over again. And my cunt... it's on fire! Shit, it feels so damned good!"
"It's gonna feel even better," Roth gasped, his fingers spread under her slim ass so he could penetrate her to the hilt each time. The bed squealed with their violent motions. Each time she was fucked really deep, the breath was crushed from her chest. Holly tossed her head, clawed at the big man's back as she felt the tickling, itching ecstasy spreading tendrils through her body. She couldn't focus, couldn't concentrate on anything but her body now. She could feel Roth's heavy balls slapping her bottom each time he fucked. She could feel his head gouging pleasure from her deepest secrets.
"How do you know we took the wrong path?" Jessie asked. Jolene stopped, wiped sweat from her brow.
"We came down too quickly," she said. "That other path was a more gradual one, I'm sure. And we've lost the view of the ocean. I haven't seen it for half an hour."
Jessie shifted her pack and frowned. "Shit. Wonder where this one comes out?"
"It's not a very big island. It'll get us to the beach eventually I'm sure. Then we can just start walking until we find the cave where the boat's anchored."
They pushed on down the steep, winding trail. Jolene was thinking about her brother. The poor guy had freaked out when the two of them had started working on him at the same time. Jessie had such a voracious appetite for cum! And what guy could resist when a girl's mouth was fastened around his hard prick? Jimmy had almost cried when Jess had nursed the thick curds from him for the fourth time in a single day. It wasn't long after that when Jimmy slipped away from them. But Jolene was pretty sure they'd changed his outlook on life. How could he ever feel the same about sisters now? She wanted to have some time with him alone when they'd gotten out of this jam, gotten the boat back to the mainland.
"Hey... a house!" Jessie called over her shoulder. Jolene looked through the dark green foliage. Ahead was a weathered shack. It had glass in the windows, and there were some animal skins tacked on a wall. Not far in the distance, Jolene could hear the ocean pounding.
"Be quiet, we don't know who in hell lives in here," she warned. But Jessie" was already sneaking up to one of the windows. She peeked in and then turned with wild eyes.
"God, Jolene, it's Holly! It's our little sis and she's all tied up and this guy is fucking the hell out of her!" Jolene's heart pounded with excitement and fear. She peered into the little hut.
"It's only her feet that are tied," she whispered. "And she doesn't look like she's getting hurt." Jolene swallowed hard. "God, that guy is so big. It's a wonder... "
Her little sister's legs were stretched apart by the big man's knees, her ankles bound by a leather strap that seemed to pass under the bed. Jolene's mind swirled with questions. Who was this guy and where had Holly run into him? Or had he grabbed her? She could hear her little sis grunting happily. Her small hands clawed the giant's back as he fucked her.
"Well, Holly sure went and got it done right," Jolene said. Jessie pushed for a place at the window.
"Is it her first time?"
"Who cares. It doesn't matter now anyway." Jolene caught a glimpse of the man's tumid prick. "Look at that!" It looked like a broom handle... except fatter. The juices flooded from the edges of their baby sister's hole. She writhed around furiously when it slid out and then the shuddering meat was speared deep again and they could hear Holly cry out. The leather strap came loose from one of her ankles, freeing both her feet. They shot straight up into the air and her small toes pointed. Shock after shock shivered through her body as the big man bore down to get his rocks off.
And it looked like little Holly was about to get hers too. Now that the strap had come loose, she'd hooked her small ankles and was scissoring her legs tight around the man's muscular body. Jolene could hardly get her breath. Sweet Holly looked so small, that man so large! This big man was bronzed from the sun and it made him seem even larger somehow, his muscles rippling as he speared his glossy cock into her writhing, twitching body. A shivering cry escaped her lips. She began to buck furiously on the bed. Her small heels smacked her lover's ass like she was urging him to tear her small hole right out of her body.
"Roth," she shrieked, "Roth... Roth... uhhnnnnnnn!"
"God, I can't watch anymore!" Jessie whispered, staggering away from the window, her hands digging at her cunt. Jolene watched them finish. Then the big man got up from the bed and stretched. He looked down lovingly at their dazed sister Holly. She looked half asleep, the cum dripping from her cunt.
"He's coming out!" Jolene hissed, grabbing Jessie to keep her from giving away their hiding place. They watched the man walk naked into the undergrowth, following the path that led towards the sound of crashing waves. When he'd gotten ahead fifty yards or so, Jolene giggled and pulled Jessie with her.
"Who gets him first!"
Jolene followed the trail towards the ocean. Already she was imagining that huge, pulsing cock slipping between her cunt lips. And she knew that Jessie was probably thinking the same thing.
CHAPTER NINE
Nan was thankful when she saw the twins drifting down the beach towards the boat with Holly behind them. The weather had gotten so much better that she was certain help would arrive for them soon. It would be embarrassing to have their rescuers search the island, too.
"Where have you all been?" she asked. The twins gave her a smile that could only be described as wicked. Holly tagged along behind. She looked a little dazed and sad.
"Where's Jimmy?" Jolene cooed, slinking up. She was wearing an open shirt over her bikini and carrying the rest of her clothes. There was the distinct aroma of male rut about her. Jessie sidled up, squinting into the sun. The wind blew blonde strands across her nose.
"Jimmy happens to be resting," Nan said, hands on hips. And you two will leave him alone. I think you know what I mean." She could only guess what had happened up there at the big house. Jimmy hadn't really said much. She guessed by his moodiness that he didn't even want to think about it.
"I bet he'd like me to rub his back," Jessie put in, eyes dancing with mischief.
"I'll take care of any massages from now on," Nan snapped back. She was surprised she had the nerve to be so blatant to her sister. And it was clear that the twins knew exactly what she was talking about. She had squirmed her way into Jimmy's heart the first time and now she was demanding her rights. Over the past few days, the family's closet cases had come out into the daylight. Nan didn't see any reason to start covering up now. Jolene moved closer.
"You mean... you and Jimmy are... lovers?" Jolene made the word sound filthy. Nan returned her gaze without blinking.
"It's called incest, if you care to know."
"Oh, we know all right," the twins chorused. Holly came dragging up and looked at everybody like they were crazy. Jessie shouldered her way up to Nan.
"Who says you're the boss around here?" She made a pouty face. "Jolene and I took the food up to our brother and got him feeling better." Jolene's giggling made Jessie stop and glare at her sister.
"I think Nan's jealous," Jolene said. "She's got the hots for Jimmy!"
Nan held up her hand. "I think you two aren't going to have any hick with your little blackmail plots this time. We all know too much about each other to fool around with idle threats." Jessie and Jolene dropped their eyes. Nan started to turn back to the boat when she saw Holly wandering off in the direction from where she'd come.
"Honey," Nan called, "what's wrong? Where are you going?"
"There's somebody I want to see. I think I'll go stay with him until the boat comes to get us... "
Nan grabbed her arm and dragged her back. She made her get in the skiff and the twins rowed while Nan held her tight. Poor Holly looked like she was half in a trance. They got her on board and Nan poured a glass of watered whiskey down her. After awhile the youngster started to cry and Nan knew it would be okay.
"There's a boat coming!" Jolene yelled from topside. Everyone came up to see, even Jimmy. He had a blanket around his shoulders and looked much better. But when the twins eyed him hungrily, Nan got between them and her brother.
"It looks like a Coast Guard cutter," she said, squinting across the sun-sparkling waves.
"And there's daddy up on deck!" Holly squealed, jumping up and down. Nan was thankful her youngest sister had come to her senses again. But she wondered who the twins and Holly had met. Whatever the answer, it was going to remain a mystery. Holly was keeping things to herself and the twins were far too secretive to give out much information. Nan waved at the approaching boat and then it was pulling alongside and lines were being thrown to them. The adventure was over. Or was it? Nan watched her brother jumping around on deck. Her heart yearned for him more than ever. The question that remained was whether Jimmy would feel the same when he got out of this situation. Back home, he might give in to the moral pressures of a straight society. Nan knew she could only wait and see.
* * *
A month passed. Jolene and Jessie were in school again and so was Holly. Since the folks were both working, that left Nan alone at home. Alone except for Jimmy. He was extending his vacation, living off the money he'd earned in Alaska. And she had been biding her time, waiting for Jimmy to give some kind of sign. So far the sign hadn't appeared.
Nan swung her legs out of bed and went to her dresser. She knew she'd have to start college pretty soon, but now mornings were lazy, carefree affairs. Except for the constant hunger she experienced. A hunger for the body and soul of her brother. This morning he was in bed late, like she was. As she brushed her hair down, she wondered what he was doing. There'd been numerous opportunities for the spark between them to be rekindled, but so far Jimmy had avoided any possibility of that happening. There were only short weeks left before they'd be apart again. Nan knew that it was going to be up to her to act. Why not this morning?
She heard her brother start the shower in the bathroom. Her heart jumped. She'd been trying to think of a plan of action. And now she had it. There couldn't be a better place than the steamy intimacy of a shower. Surely Jimmy wouldn't be able to resist her slippery nakedness. Not after she rubbed up against him.
Nan shed her nightgown and turned slowly before her mirror. She knew she had something going for her with a body like that. Her firm, full breasts, her gracefully curved hips swelling out from her waist. And that long, dark hair flowing almost to her navel. Even the taut curls of her triangle seemed just exactly perfect. She made a face at herself and wrinkled up her nose. She didn't feel at all guilty for what she was about to try. She could only hope that her daring would wear off on Jimmy. She had to make him remember how wonderful it had been.
The room was rolling with steam when she quietly opened the door and sneaked inside. She could hear Jimmy humming behind the shower curtain. Her body tingled with anticipation. But she'd have to move fast before Jimmy had a chance to recover from the surprise. Nan took a deep breath, counted to three and pushed the shower curtain aside.
"Mind if I join you?" she giggled, stepping into the enclosure. She pulled the shower curtain closed again and grabbed the soap from his hand. He was still in shock. His eyes were big and his mouth moved slowly as he tried to say something.
"N-N-Nan... hey!"
"Be quiet, silly. I just came to soap your back."
"No... hey, we can't. I mean, I don't want-"
"Ssshhhhh!" She had her fingers dripping with thick lather now. But she knew she wouldn't have time to waste it on her brother's back. Unless she got to the heart of the matter soon, she would have to forget Jimmy as a lover. And she wasn't about to let that happen. She got between Jimmy and the hissing spray and circled her arms around him. Her belly bumped the cheeks of his ass and she hugged him like that as she began to rub her soapy palms in circles against his muscular stomach. She quickly let her soaping hands stray to his crotch hair. Jimmy tried again to say something. She felt his muscles tighten. But already, her long, soap-slicked fingers were surrounding his balls and cock. Almost immediately she felt his prick swell. The soap smacked around the flared head as fresh blood pounded into the shaft.
"Oh, you needed a little help, didn't you?"
"Nan... goddamn it... what happened on that island... " He sucked in a quick breath as she jacked his skin up and down and the lather drifted between his feet.
"What did happen on that island?" Nan teased. "I've forgotten."
"It was an accident. Brothers and sisters experiment when they're young. That's all it was... an experiment. Ohhh... ohhhhh, Jesus, Nan, don't do that!"
"You don't like it?" Nan breathed, pressing her open mouth against her brother's back. She tongued the nape of his neck, her hands working furiously at the thickening snake that grew from between his legs. She knew she was winning. If she could just keep him from bolting on her.
"Nan... Damn!" Jimmy grabbed her wrists and tried to pull her hands away from his groin. He wasn't pulling quite hard enough. Nan knew that he could hardly find the strength to stop her doing such wonderful things. She fingered his balls, rolling and squeezing them until he grunted with the pleasure of her touch.
"Relax... enjoy yourself," she cooed.
"Noooo... "
"Jimmy, am I going to have to put your cock in my mouth to keep you from arguing?"
"Don't say that! God... ohh, shit!" Jimmy moaned as her fingers squeezed. "Nan!"
"Turn around you silly boy." She jerked him around so that the shower beat down upon his chest and shoulders. The water quickly washed the soap from his cock. She could see that the head had turned dark blue and his shaft was red-looking from where she'd been massaging it. In a second she was on her knees, the shower drenching her hair.
"Nan... damn it, you've lost your mind!"
"Quit struggling," she sighed, holding him by the balls so he couldn't twist away from her. Then she thought of a better way. Picking up the soap from the bottom of the tub, she quickly got more lather on her right hand and then rubbed the soap up between the cheeks of her brother's ass. His cheeks quickly became very slick and the soapy foam dripped from between them. Without hesitating, she pushed her slickened finger up against Jimmy's rectum and jabbed. It went in all the way to her last knuckle. Jimmy gasped. His knees wobbled. He clutched the air as if searching for his sister. But he'd quit trying to get away. His cock went up and then sagged a little as her finger probed in his guts, looking for that little walnut of a gland. She found it the same time she slipped her lips around her brother's throbbing tip. Then, fucking him in the ass with her finger, she quickly took his cockhead to the back of her throat and drove her tongue up and down the shaft.
"Ghaaaa," Jimmy moaned, his head tilting back.
"Mmmmmm," Nan cooed, her nostrils flaring with excitement. The feel of her brother's prick sliding in and out between her teeth was heavenly. She hadn't imagined that it could be so good! The spongy tautness of it... the rigid, vein-dimpled shaft... it was absolutely marvelous to be able to fit something so nice into her mouth.
"Nan," Jimmy breathed, pressing his hands against her head as she suckled, "I... I love you!' Her mouth was too full of cock for her to reply. She troughed her tongue and let her brother's cocktip ride against the spit-drenched velvet curve as he trembled ever closer to a come. And when she had teased him log enough, Nan flicked him with sharp, quick licks and felt his cum froth suddenly into her mouth. Nan was as happy as a girl could be. Her brother's cock speared into her throat as his cum spattered thickly. He had his hands behind her head now... yes, he had her all right. But she had him too, Nan thought, the cream dripping from the corner of her mouth. She surely did have him.
