Oh, Sister! - Chapter 4 That evening seemed the longest in Becky's memory. Longer than even Christmas Eve when she was a kid. She knew she'd be screwing with Vic again as soon as it was safe to do so and she waited impatiently for their parents to retire after supper. During the meal she and Vic had kept exchanging glances like secret lovers, which, she supposed, they were. She had barely been able to supress winking at him, thinking mainly of how puzzled her mother would be at this odd action. Vic looked at times as though he were supressing a grin but they made through the meal without exacting comment. After supper they had both washed the pots and dishes that wouldn't go into the dishwasher. The close proximity of this task let them cop a few surreptitious feels. Becky had "accidently" filled one of Vic's hands with a breast when she reached up and over for a dishtowel in the cupboard and Vic had cupped one ass cheek a moment when he passed behind her. All of them then watched the annual broadcast of The Nutcracker and they managed to get squeezed together on the couch. Becky watched the final waltz with rising anticipation for she knew both her parents usually went to bed right after the program was over. Sure enough, as the dancers were taking their bows and the credits rolled, both of them yawned, got up, and started up the stairs. "Stay up as late as you like. We don't have anything scheduled until tomorrow afternoon when we visit Aunt Marge and Uncle Milt." "O.K., Mom," came from the two of them, who hadn't moved apart on the couch. "An hour," mouthed Vic silently and Becky nodded assent. They managed not to get into a necking session while they were waiting, just in case someone should come down again. Finally, the end of the local news signaled that an hour had passed and they started up the stairs. Becky trembled as she led the way up and it was obvious Vic was also impatient. He suddenly took advantage of his position to slide a hand up her dress and cup her ass in earnest this time. Becky shuddered slightly with anticipation as she felt the warmth of his hand so high up. They went down the hall to Vic's bedroom, further from the master bedroom than Becky's room was, and closed the door behind them. Immediately they embraced, caressing each other from shoulder to ass as they clung together. Vic then started unbuttoning Becky's dress, working his way from the bottom up the back. When he was done, he unbuttoned her sleeves and pulled the upper part of the garment forward and down so that it hung from her waist. Becky, anticipating this moment when she dressed for dinner that evening, had chosen the sexiest, flimsiest excuse for a bra in her collection. Very low cut, the cups exposed her breasts almost down to the nipples, which were clearly visible anyway through the black lace covering them. Vic massaged the warm mounds and felt both nips instantly erect through the thin covering. Excitedly, he made short work of unfastening the catch at the back and pulling the confining undergarment off so her tits bounced free and settled in their unsupported position. Vic undid the belt at his sister's waist and pulled her dress over her hips and let it drop to the floor. Kneeling in front of her, he helped her step out of the heap of her dress, then pulled off her shoes. He reached behind her to hook his thumbs under the elastic on her white satin half-slip and slid them around and down, pulling the slip over her hips and copping a feel of her ass at the same time. Becky stepped out of her slip and stood before her brother in only her panties. Anticipating again, she had left off her panty-hose. This last undergarment was a match for her now-discarded brassiere. Made of the same black lace, it was little more than a G-string. Becky pirouetted slowly in front of her kneeling brother so he could get the full effect. The back made only a token attempt to cover her ass cheeks and the front was totally inadequate for hiding her bush. Curls of the brown hair peeped out of the top and either side of the sheer lace delta that was over her sex. The elastic bands around her hips were about the width of a shoelace. "Boy-oh-boy-oh-boy-oh-boy," Vic managed to get out. "You sure don't dress like a sister." "This is the first time I've worn them since I bought them six months ago," Becky said. "They were eighty bucks--ever notice how the price goes up on these things as the area covered shrinks--and I never felt the occasion for them was right until now. Like them?" "Yeah, but I like the contents better. You'd better peel them off yourself. I'd probably tear them in a wild frenzy," her brother leered. "O.K." she replied, and turned her back to her brother. She took her time to work the taut elastic strings past the swell of her hips, then slipped the weightless bit of lace to the floor in one graceful movement. Vic got a glimpse of the coral groove in his sister's crotch before she straightened up again. Vic got to his feet and drank in her form as she turned around again. Becky could tell he was aroused by the bulge in his pants. She made a token attempt to cover her sex with her hand. "I feel funny," she said. "You've got your clothes on and I'm prancing around nude." "You can fix that easily," Vic retorted and waited for his sister to strip him. She approached, embraced, and kissed him. He put his hands on her waist then slid them down to cup the soft twin hemispheres of her ass and press his sister's loins into his. Supported by his grip, Becky leaned back and unbuttoned Vic's shirt. As she worked her way downward he enjoyed the view of her jiggling breasts and just a glimpse of the top of her muff pressed firmly against the erect shaft of his penis, rigid under layers of cloth. Finished with the buttons, Becky made a motion to step back and Vic released her. She quickly pulled the tails of the open shirt out of his pants and stripped it from his body, then did the same with his tee-shirt. Becky stepped closer again to her now topless brother and swayed her shoulders so that first one tit, then the other brushed against his chest. Her nipples instantly erected and Vic could feel them brushing him like firm little erasers. "Stop tantalizing me," he demanded and swept her into his embrace to kiss her again. The kiss was much deeper this time and they both opened their mouths to take in and be taken by the other. Not breaking the kiss, Vic turned his sister slightly in his arms and supported her shoulders with one arm as he bore her back. She clung to his shoulders as with his free hand he played with her lolling boobs, massaging the soft girl-flesh and strumming both puckered nipples with his thumb. He then swiftly went south and cupped his sister's love mound, prominently displayed by her arched back. "Mmmmm . . ." she murmured appreciatively through the still unbroken kiss and spread her knees as he massaged the hair- covered erotic flesh. He worked his hand deep between Becky's thighs until they passed her clitoris and reached the bare inner lips of her cunt. They were already damp with anticipation and gently he worked the pink flanges apart, then sank his middle finger deep into her canal. Becky's knees felt weak as her brother's probing digit penetrated her to the first knuckle. It was only a minor sample of what was to come, she knew, but it was enough to bring her to a small climax. She broke the kiss and sighed as she bucked her clit three times against his palm. "Oh, Vic." she finally got out. "I can barely stand." "You're already bare," Vic joked. "And as for standing, that's not necessary for the next step. He set his sister back upright and eased her down to a kneeling position. She was eye level with his bulging crotch and she looked at it longingly before bending down to his feet. "Men with shoes and no pants look silly," she commented as she slipped off his loafers. "How would you know," Vic retorted but shifted to help her as she peeled off his socks. Done with the mundane, Becky returned to the top of Vic's trousers to unbuckle his belt. Vic enjoyed watching his sister's tits bobble as she pulled the leather strap free of the loops in his pants and tossed it aside with a soft clank. His hands itched to feel them again. Becky caressed Vic's cock, then undid the snap of his pants. She pulled down the zipper and, purposefully averting her gaze, spread the concealing garment open and slipped it to the floor. She thrilled to Vic's touch on her shoulder as he steadied himself while stepping out of the heap around his ankles, then slowly raised her eyes to her brother's loins. He had worn briefs that were almost entirely made of blue fishnet. The netting did little to conceal the pale flesh it contained, and only a strip of opaque cloth kept his cock from her view, and the tautness of it highlighted every detail of the rigid sex organ it contained. The rounded twin bulge at the bottom disclosed where his balls rested in their hairy sac. Becky's heart bumped as she realized that they were where her brother stored the sperm he would soon be pumping into her. She imagined the hot cream making its round-about journey deep into his body, then pausing at the base of his penis before making its final rush. Despite the cloth, she could make out the tube of his urethra and her eyes traveled up the vertical length of his cock as she thought of the fraction of a second his semen was going to take spurting up those eight inches as he ejaculated. She could make out the clefted underside of his cockhead and remembered how it felt scraping her quivering cunt. Vic was obviously thinking the same thoughts for the blue cloth at the tip of his pole was stained dark by the sex-fluids he was already seeping. More of the thick, transparent syrup welled through the cloth as she watched. "Sexy," she breathed, and made a circuit on her knees around her brother, taking in his form. The briefs were, indeed, entirely fishnet except for the modest strip encasing his penis and balls. The rest of him was visible through the open weave of the netting, a tactic that served only to enhance his near-nudity. When Becky reached Vic's backside, she studied for a moment her brother's ass, the same ass she had looked at so longingly just two nights before. She could never have dreamed, then, that they would be so enticingly close. Becky took advantage of the closeness and filled a hand with one of his ass cheeks. The warm flesh quivered in her palm as Vic shuddered under his sister's touch. Becky completed her tour and returned to the front of Vic. The wet spot at his cock tip was bigger than ever; a circle more than two inches in diameter was stained dark. Becky was suddenly overcome. "I can't wait any more," she cried, and vigorously tugged down at the top of the insubstantial underwear. "No! Wait! Hey! Ow!" Vic exclaimed as the elastic waistband inevitably caught at the base of his cock, forcing it downward as Becky yanked. He backed hastily out of his sister's reach and stood there a moment. His tool was entangled in the briefs and forced horizontal. It stuck out rigidly and he bent forward at the waist to reduce the discomfort. Rearranging things back to normal he said, "Let me show you how to unpeel a hard-on." "I'm sorry," Becky said meekly. "'s O.K.," Vic replied and got within range again. "How were you supposed to know? Here: Push my dick flat against my belly." Becky did so and he continued. "Now, pull down on the front until the head's exposed . . . Now you can let go and yank." Becky obeyed, tugging Vic's last garment down to his knees and watched in admiration as her brother's stiffened sexual apparatus sprang out into the open and settled down to a forty- five degree salute before her eyes. She clapped once gleefully, like a little girl. Vic restored his underwear to its original position and went on. "If the flying phallus is too startling," he said, "you can also do it the sexy way. Reach inside and grasp my cock." Becky pulled the briefs open with one hand and reached in to fill her hand with Vic's penis. As she closed on the warm and rigid man-meat, it pulsed in her hand and more pre-coital fluids emerged to lubricate her palm where it enclosed his nut. She slowly jacked her hand up and down his penile shaft. "Na--now peel the shorts da--down," Vic continued, plainly distracted. She again exposed her brother's cock. The few gentle strokes she had given it had made it redder, larger, and harder than before. She dropped the weightless briefs unnoticed to the floor and studied the cock that had deflowered her scarcely twenty-four hours before. Becky found it amazing that such a huge, gristly piece of stiff flesh could have pierced her virginal hole without splitting her in two. She remembered how it had pulsated against the walls of her pussy as it spat its load of thick jism into her body. As if it could read her mind, Vic's penis suddenly twitched and exuded another drop of pre-coital fluid. The clear liquid beaded up at the eye in his penis, magnifying the tiny slit it had just emerged from. As if hypnotized, Becky approached the transparent gem on the end of her brother's cock. Vic watched breathless as she drew nearer. Becky suddenly flicked her tongue to collect the droplet. Vic's cock quivered and his knees nearly buckled as the touch his sister's tongue sent sparks flying down his penis, up his spine, and into his brain. Becky analyzed the tiny sample in her mouth. It felt thick and tasted a bit salty. Yet there was something more. Vic himself, she supposed. She went back for another sample. Her brother's cock head filled her mouth and felt warm and velvety. She sucked hard and was rewarded as a larger sample of sex-fluid was drawn out. "Yep," she thought to herself. "It's Vic, alright. The stuff tasted like he smelled after sweating, but before he got all stinky. Vic had watched as Becky engulfed the head of his prick. The sight of his sister sucking his cock was nearly enough to send him over the edge to orgasm and she got several more samples as he struggled to keep his pulsing penis under control. "Oh, stop, Sis, stop!" he implored and she immediately turned him loose. "I don't want to cum yet," he said, "Not 'till we've fucked." "That was neat!" Becky exclaimed. "People should do it!" She had somehow missed hearing about oral sex. "Um, people do all the time," replied Vic, perplexed at this sudden hole in his sister's sexual knowledge. "Oh." Sensing her embarrassment he quickly went on. "Hey, a virgin isn't supposed to know everything. Here, let me show you how its done the other way." He helped her to her feet and over to the bed where she sat, her ass just on the edge. He laid her flat with her feet still on the floor, knees still together. Vic then knelt in front of his sister's knees and slowly drew them apart. Becky felt a thrill go through her as she thought of how her most private areas were being displayed to her brother. Vic thrilled, too, as Becky's genitalia unveiled themselves one step at a time. Once again, her meaty, hairless labia majora kept closed as if guarding their little sisters and the chamber of delights they flanked. As he continued to widen the distance between her thighs, though, they suddenly gave up and parted to reveal all at once the thin, wrinkled pinkness of her labia minora on either side and the fleshy clitoral sheath, in the same shade of pink, at the top. Becky's love button had not yet come out to play but Vic, by the way the end of the hood gaped open slightly, knew it was lurking just out of sight, waiting to be coaxed. Vic leaned forward, stuck out his tongue, and touched it to the hollow end of that sheath. He paused as he felt Becky twitch slightly at the unfamiliar feeling of an oral organ on her sexual one. Then he pushed his lingual digit in until he found the convex stiffness of his sister's clit. She jumped again as he massaged the sensitive button and he felt it swell and surge forward as if eager to receive his caresses. When her clitoris stopped growing, he used his lips to push back its protective hood and sucked powerfully to draw it deeply into his mouth. Becky gnawed the heel of her palm to keep from screaming with delight as she felt her brother simultaneously suckle her electrified joy buzzer and swirl his tongue around its sensitized head. He was even nibbling--ever so lightly--on the hardened shaft just behind. The powerfully erotic sensations he was eliciting made her powerless--she would have agreed, at that moment, to anything her brother proposed. She could feel her love lubricants forming deep within her vagina. When her brother started jacking up and down the length of her clit with his lips while vigorously attacking the tingling tip, she almost immediately climaxed. She went rigid and grabbed the back of his head to ruffle his hair as the waves of pleasure washed over her once again. Vic paid no attention but kept on suckling, keeping her orgasm going as long as possible before the inevitable relaxation. When he at last felt his cheek muscles getting tired and his pursed lips stiffen, Vic relinquished his grip on Becky's sexual center and drew back to admire his work. The engorged organ stood out a good half-inch like a midget penis until the enclosing sheath crept down to its normal position to hide all but the tip, which pulsed visibly. "That was lesson number one," he said. "There's more? God, how could I stand it?" his sister asked in wonder. "Oh, I just started out with a--if you'll pardon the expression--bang," he explained. "Next I'll lap your cunt. It feels very different, I'm told, but not nearly so powerful." He leaned forward again and regarded his sister's pussy gaping open before him. Her inner lips were definitely damper than a minute ago, but their ruffled, complex folds made it difficult to discern exactly where the entrance to her vagina was. He reached up and put one palm firmly on the hair covered bulge of her mons veneris and pushed rhythmically a few times on it to get her back in the mood. He then put both his index fingers on her love mound, at the top of her sexual cleft. Ever so slowly he moved them down, deeper between her thighs. They parted on either side of the clitoral ridge and wound up gliding on downward between her inner and outer cuntlips. Becky's thighs quivered uncontrollably as they slid through the slickened flesh. Vic paid no attention, but stopped when his fingers were at the point where her outer lips gaped the widest, then reached in with his thumbs to grasp the thin inner lips gently between them and his forefingers. As gently as dissecting a flower he teased the damp folds outward and apart, stretching the pliant lips until they, too, parted with a faintly wet sound to reveal the closed vestibule of her vaginal entrance. That loose, red slit, so recently broached by his penis, spasmed slightly as he watched and exuded a thick dollop of Becky's own lubricant. The musky scent of it wafted into his nostrils. Vic suddenly collected the slick woman-stuff on his tongue and savored the salty tang of it. Eagerly he went back for more. He rasped with his tongue the innermost folds of his sister's vulva. He probed deeply into the gushing well of her canal and drank in the ocean-like vital fluids he tapped there. He swirled his head around, flicking his tongue around the whole area, clit, lips, vulva, and all. Becky could feel the sexual arousal within her rising again and, when he speared deep into her pussy again, she had a second climax. "Vic was right," a small part of her mind analyzed somewhat brokenly in the throes of orgasm. "This one is gentler yet different than the clitoral climax a few minutes ago." Vic could plainly feel his sister cum. Her box pulsated against his plunging tongue in a vain attempt to hold the slippery intruder within her, and the savor of her juices suddenly tripled as more gushed out from within her. He eagerly drank down this eau de Becky as she relaxed a second time. "That was lesson number two," he said somewhat stiffly. His tongue was tired. "Is there another lesson?" she asked, wondering what it would be. Vic hesitated. What came into his mind he had never done before with anyone. It just hadn't come up. "What the hell," he decided. "She gave you her cherry . . . You owe her one!" He cleared his throat. "The next lesson is . . . analingus." With that he rolled Becky over so that her hips were bent at the edge of the bed with her knees on the floor. He put his hands on the round, resilient spheres of her ass cheeks and spread them apart. Becky obediently spread her knees, displaying the entire nether region between her thighs including, for the first time, the puckered brown orifice between her ass cheeks. The wet gash of her vagina was just visible below it and Vic bent his head low to lap another helping of sex-fluid from his sister's cunt. He then massaged the taut perineum just above with his tongue, wetting the entire crease copiously with his saliva. Ever so slowly, almost teasingly, he approached her asshole until he went around it a couple times, an inch from the closed sphincter. Then, continuing the circles, he suddenly closed the distance and rimmed the muscular ridges of his sister's anus. the taste was very faintly acrid, yet Beckyish, like her cunt juices. It wasn't nearly as bad as he had feared. Becky, for her part, was quite startled by the wet, muscular probings of her anal orifice--quite unlike anything she had felt there before. The feeling was compounded when he stopped swirling and probed the center of her back channel. "Oh!" she exclaimed with a start, then tried to relax. Vic felt her sphincter loosen as Becky got into his lingual treatment. He spread the quivering globes of her ass farther apart and probed deeper. It felt like he must be an inch up his sister's ass with his tongue, though it couldn't really be that deep. He closed his lips around the area and started sucking again. The muscular ring of resistance slipped another fraction up his tongue and Becky started moaning with passion. To her it felt as if her brother was trying to draw her innards out her ass, but it was highly erotic, just the same. Feeling as though his tongue was about to drop off, Vic finally broke his hold and drew back to regard the scene before him. Becky was panting excitedly and pumping her ass up and down with a faint sexual motion. The red inner lining of her asshole was visible as it winked at him. Wasting no time, he wet a finger in his mouth a moment, then screwed it full length up his sister's ass with a twisting motion. Becky gave a shuddering gasp as she was impaled, then started pumping her ass harder than ever. Vic plunged his digit in and out of her hot, tight rectum as if he were fucking her with a slender prick. Becky fucked right back and reached back to caress his hand as he plunged into her nether channel. "Oh Vic! It's so good--So good!" she reported in gasps, then, "Oh! I'm there! I'm cumming--I'm cummminggg!!!" She screamed into the pillow in front of her as her third orgasm took her. Vic could feel the firm squeezings she gave his penetrating digit and kept ramming it into her anus. Finally she relaxed again and he pulled it out of her with a slight sucking sound. He climbed up on the bed and lay on his side next to Becky. He had been fully aroused by his sister's three climaxes and his erect cock poked stiffly into her side. Feeling the stiff man- meat, Becky rolled to face Vic and grabbed his prick to place it between their bodies. She undulated against her brother and felt his penis slide up and down, between pubis and navel. "Ummmmm, it feels so warm and hard,"she said suggestively. "I want to feel you in me again." "O.K." said Vic in a matter-of-fact voice, and put his arms around her only to roll back so that she lay full length on him. "You're on top, though. This time you fuck me!" Surprised, Becky lay still a moment, then grinned as she drew her legs up to wind up crouching on her brother, knees on either side of his chest. She raised up off his body and peered down between her dangling breasts. Vic's cock was completely erect and so rigid that it no longer lay on his belly but, instead, was raised off of it as if searching for her pussy. The one-eyed snake it bobbed up and down as he waited for her next move. Becky sat fully upright and slid a few inched backwards, carefully picking the right height so that her gaping pussy lips anointed her brother's shaft as they passed over it. When the underside of his penis, wet with her personal lubricant, appeared between her thighs, she rise up higher, grabbed the pulsing tool, and raised it more or less vertically. Holding her breath, she positioned the purple cock head at the dripping entrance of her honeypot, then deliberately relaxed her thighs and impaled herself on her brother. His penile shaft easily parted the clinging walls of her love canal to slide deeply into her. She gave a shuddering sigh of relief, a sigh that was echoed by Vic, as the now-familiar full feeling in her cunt returned. She was beginning to feel incomplete without being stuffed by a man's cock. Becky looked down at where their genitals joined and noticed, like her brother, that their intermingled pubic hair was identical in color. "God! It feels good to have you in me!" she exclaimed. "I'm finding the feeling pretty addictive myself," replied Vic. "Start humping; I need to cum." Becky raised up to expose a few inches of Vic's cock, shiny with her juices, then relaxed to let it slide back in. She slowly repeated the actions, then ever so slowly, began to accelerate. Each time the blunt cock head drove into her was like the first time. It thrilled her to know that she was now in charge. She was in control of how fast and how deep the knobbed invader penetrated her body. She liked the feeling of being in command. Vic, for his part, was fascinated by the sight of his sister's bobbing breasts. With each stroke, the gorgeous pair of pendulous boobs before his eyes gyrated and rippled sexily. He reached out with both hands and began to play with the soft, pliant girlflesh. He gathered a handful in both hands and held the warm tits still, so that her humping disturbed only their roots. He held his palms flat so that her bullet-like nipples rubbed them as they were yanked up and down. He grabbed her nipples between thumb and forefinger so that only they were held still and Becky's beautiful breasts oscillated about their tips. All these ministrations redoubled Becky's pleasure as she bounced up and down on her brother's pole. She started moaning and cupped her tits as she leaned forward. Vic took the hint and latched onto one nipple with his mouth. He suckled the protuberant erotic flesh in time with her thrusts. The electric feeling from her tit met the charge coming up from her cunt and they both continued upward to flood her brain. Becky pulled back to break Vic's sucking grip, leaned forward, and looked down again at where she was pounding his loins with a near-wild frenzy. Her pussy-juice, whipped into a foam, had collected at the base of his rigid shaft and more was being added with each thrust. "Oh, Becky! Oh Becky!" he started to murmur, and caressed the back of her head. He was on the verge of cumming. Taken with a sudden idea, Becky thrust a couple of times more until she could feel Vic's thighs trembling. Just as he started clutching her shoulders spasmodically she gave one last, extra deep thrust, then raised up higher so that her brother's penis disengaged from her cunt. It fell with a quivering wet plop against his belly for a moment, then raised up blindly. "What are you doing?" Vic demanded. "I was---aaahhhhh!" She had timed it perfectly. Vic's orgasm hit him and he threw his head back in a moan. His cock quivered again and spat a solid stream of semen as she watched. The hot jism caught her square on the face and she ducked, blinking the clinging, translucent fluid out of her eyes. The pungent smell of her brother's seed filled her nostrils. Vic ejaculated again with a little less force. The white jet arced inches into the air and spattered on his chest, forming a wet puddle between his flat nipples. The third and forth bolts spurt from the slit in Vic's penis like clockwork, each landing a little shorter on his chest and belly, but with all the volume of the first sample. By the fifth spasm, though, Vic was beginning to run low on ammunition, and the thick, white cream was scarcely a quarter the volume of the first blasts. His cock was beginning to diminish too, and the sixth and seventh pulses barely gushed out to wet his bush. Finally, one last charge welled out to slide down his reddened glans, and Vic's sexual apparatus lay in a wet, wrinkled heap in the matted hair of its nest. Vic opened his eyes to see the semen dripping off his sister's face. Becky grinned at him as she wiped some off her cheek with her finger. "Wh--why'd you do that?" he asked. "I've never seen a man cum before," she said. "I've felt you spurting inside me and wondered what it looked like." She regarded the jism clinging to her finger, then caught it on her tongue. It was as salty but even more flavorful than the pre-coital fluid she had tasted a few minutes before. "Mmmmm, good," she said teasingly. "But I never realized before how much you contained. Vic looked down at the puddles of his own cum adorning his front. They were beginning to run as they cooled. "Contained is right," he said. "Go get a towel or something. I can't move or I'll drip all over the place." "I've got something more fun than a towel," Becky replied and started licking up the mess. She climbed off her brother and knelt next to his supine body. Bending down she started at the pool highest up on his chest, pursing her lips to draw the salty cum-fluid into her mouth, then licking the area until she tasted just skin. She then moved down to the next puddle, then the next, then the next until she had reached Vic's pubic patch. Becky drew some of the matted sex fur in and washed it clean with her tongue and saliva. For the first time, she could taste the tang of her own juices that had leaked out when they had coupled. She slowly washed all of Vic's bush, scrupulously avoiding his cock; she was saving that for last. Vic lay silent during her ministrations, but caressed the back of her head and neck while she worked. When she was done, Becky again straddled her brother, but backwards so that she faced his crotch. His sex organ lay in soft, curled repose, the dried love juices forming a visible crust on the textured skin. Even his scrotum, dangling from the root of his cock, was coated with the evidence of their fucking. Meanwhile Vic was getting an eyeful of his sister's whole sexual apparatus--everything from her hair-covered love mound in the front to her intriguing, puckered anus in the valley between her round ass cheeks in the back. Becky leaned forward and took the whole soft mass of her brother's penis into her mouth. Her tang was very strong now, and there was no taste of his jism since his prick had not been anointed with its own ejaculation this time. She closed her lips at the base of the male appendage and sucked mightily. Vic's cock responded instantly and started to lengthen. Becky slid her mouth up and down the length of her brother's rod and each time she reached its' base, his glans pushed farther down her throat. Finally, it poked deeply and she choked. After that she took only what would fit into her mouth and covered less and less of the total length with each stroke. Vic's penis stopped lengthening and started growing more rigid. Becky could feel her jaws forced farther apart as the thick shaft of her brother's tool finished its erection. When he started squirming under her, she stopped suckling and turned her attention to the other half of his genitals. Becky urged Vic's knees up to his chest and apart so she could gain access to all of his loins. His hairy ballbag hung slackly from the root of his wet, turgid cock. The rounded mass of the two balls within dragged their double-lobed pouch down so that it almost hid his asshole from her view. Becky ran her tongue down one side of the wrinkled jewel purse, across the base, and up the other. She could feel Vic's balls shift as they responded to her tongue's touch. She then lavaged her brother's entire scrotum, darting her tongue around to lick the entire area, and drawing one ball at a time into her mouth to suck on it gently. Becky finished off by licking deep between his ass cheeks until she reached his anus. She copied his treatment of her there, circling his puckered asshole then probing it deeply with her tongue. Vic groaned with pleasure as she penetrated him. When her tongue tired, she stopped and gazed down at her brother again. Breathing heavily, he was fully aroused. His cock bounded slightly in the air and was seeping again from the piss-slit in the reddened nut. His balls had retracted slightly so his scrotum was a firm, round mass between his thighs. "Now for the next lesson," Becky said. "How to eat a man. Tell me what to do." "Well," her brother replied, "the head is the most sensitive. You can't go wrong putting most of your attention there." Becky complied by popping her brother's cockhead into her mouth and sucking busily. The heated flesh was softer than the firm rod it capped and she loved its texture under her tongue as she caressed it. After a couple of trips around, Becky probed the eye of her brother's penis, stretching the tiny orifice and probing the exquisitely sensitive tissues of his meatus. "Ah . . . yes," he managed to say. "Ru--run your tongue around the rim--that's it! Now play with the cleft on the underside. Oh, God, yes! Na--now pump up and down so it's like I'm fucking your mou--Yess! Tha--that's it except for licking the shaft and plu--playing with my balls . . . Nonng, nonng!" That plainly was all Vic was going to be able to say so Becky started rotating among the various techniques he had just told her. She suddenly felt him licking her own box as he reciprocated and they started a 69-contest to see who could bring the other to a climax first. Becky grasped her brother's cock at the base and rimmed the flange of his nut furiously. Suddenly, she felt his balls under her hand pop into his groin as his orgasm approached; she had never realized that they did that. She stopped a moment to look at the odd sight of Vic's wet penis and the empty sac at its root, then quickly plunged the turgid sex organ into her mouth to drive him over the brink. The spongy flesh of his glans touched the back of her throat with each stroke as she took as much of him as she could between her aching jaws. Becky felt her brother's cock pulse and got the first taste of cum fresh from his penis. It then started twitching in earnest as he spewed into her mouth. Becky desperately swallowed the thick, hot semen as he arched his hips to spurt his seed into her. Unable to keep up, she let a creamy white rivulet stream down his rigid shaft. The jets diminished in force and quantity as his climax ended. Becky sucked the last few drops out of Vic's cock, then finally turned it loose and swallowed the last mouthful of his jism. Instantly, Vic latched onto her clit. Drawing the erect female organ from its sheath, he suckled powerfully and tapped its head with his tongue. He even penetrated the first bit of her vulva with his nose. In seconds, Becky achieved her own climax. She gasped as once again the waves of her orgasm engulfed her. As they subsided, she crawled off her brother to lay beside him, and they caressed each other as they relaxed.