PP-7397 Teasing Pleasing Family by Harry Stevens

Brad now looked for himself, focusing on what had so stunned his 
sister. There were his wife and brother-in-law, fucking like a pair of 
horny teenagers on a bale of hay. Damn, Brad thought to himself, Helen 
sure as hell did work fast--what a woman!

Then Brad turned his attention back to his sobbing sister, guiding her 
away from the barn and soothing her with apparent sympathy. "Now, now, 
Meg, I know how you feel, but it's not the end of the world. If we 
stick together, we can handle this."

"H-how?" Meg wept on Brad's shoulder.

"By showing Helen and Luke," he answered while stroking her hair, "that 
they aren't the only ones who can play this game."

"Wh-what do you mean?" Meg tearfully asked.

"Just relax, Sis," Brad advised. "And trust me."

Then his hands began tenderly roaming. One of them wound up caressing 
the slope of his sister's tit, the other patting her shapely ass.

"B-Brad." Meg sputtered with surprise as she was felt up. "What are you 
doing to me?"

"Just what comes naturally, Sis."

"You mean I-I turn you on?" Meg asked.

"What guy's sister doesn't?" Brad answered.

Then naming his other sister, he said, "When we were growing up, both 
you and Ann had my cock hard half the time. 'Bout time I did something 
about it with you."

"Have you ever ... with Ann?" Meg asked.

"If I haven't, then you'd be first. If I have, then isn't it about time 
for you to catch up?" Brad answered, taking advantage of the long-
standing jealousy between his sisters.

It worked, Meg becoming putty in his hands as she nervously but 
anxiously asked, "Do you have ... a big c-cock?"

"Feel for yourself, Sis."

Brad guided Meg's trembling hand to the lump at his crotch and made her 
rub there.

"Oh, yes!" she panted when she felt how much he was hung.

"Think you could suck the whole thing, Sis?" Brad suggested.

Meg wasted no further words, letting her actions speak for themselves. 
Sliding down her brother's body, she knelt at his feet. Then she was 
hurriedly removing his pants and shorts. Brad's massive cock quickly 
jutted in her pretty face. And from there it entered her hungry mouth, 
rapidly swallowed down her deep throat to the hilt.

"Thatta girl, Sis. And now it's my turn to return the favor."

He slumped down to her level. Meg responded automatically, stretching 
out on the ground beneath him. Brad, in turn, swiveled around to kneel 
astride her head. As she sucked his prick, he faced down at her 
anxiously flexing crotch.

As a farm wife, Meg wore jeans. They were skin-tight. Her brother 
peeled them away, along with her simple cotton panties, exposing a cunt 
that was as delightfully smooth as a baby's bottom.

"You shave it?" Brad drooled with increased excitement at the sight of 
the hairless cunt.

"Every day with the sharpest razor I can find," Meg answered with a 
mouthful of cock. "No hair on my cunt makes me feel like I'm a little 
girl and a woman all rolled into one."

"Well, let's find out how you taste," Brad said.

He burrowed his face between his sister's spread thighs, sealing her 
shorn cunt and darting his tongue up her juicy cunt-gash.

"Mmmm, all woman."

Then it got even sweeter for Brad, as Meg promptly came in his mouth. 
He fucked her mouth with his big cock, rhythmically thrusting. And the 
way she sucked back quickly had the dam between his legs ready to 
burst.

"Ooooh, Sis," he groaned, "drink it, drink it now! Every drop of my 
cum!"

His cock had exploded at the depths of his sister's thirstily gulping 
throat. Meg wasn't about to swallow anything less than every drop of 
his jizz. What's more, she expertly kept Brad hard after she'd drained 
his balls, looking ahead to getting more than just her mouth fucked.

"I know what you want next," Brad said when their sixty-nine had run 
its course.

"But I still want to tell you. Have you heard me beg you for it!" Meg 
shamelessly cried.

"Then be my guest, Sis."

Meg wriggled out from beneath him. Then, on a fresh patch of ground, 
she spread her legs and fingered her cunt-lips wide open.

"Fuck me, Brad!" she pleaded to her brother. "Fuck my horny cunt with 
every big, hard inch of your beautiful cock! Please, please, please ... 
fuck, fuck, fuck me!"

Brad got into position to give her what she so desperately craved, 
aiming his cock at her yawning cunt-gash. However, before he drove into 
Meg he had to deal with another female member of his family besides his 
sister ...

Emerging from behind a tractor, Christy said, "Enjoying yourself, 
Daddy? Sure looks like it. Aunt Meg doesn't seem to have any 
complaints, either."

Under normal circumstances, a father caught fucking his own sister by 
his daughter would have been likely to panic. Not Brad Conway, though. 
But, of course, not only had he been expecting this, he'd helped plan 
it in advance.

"Well, I was wondering when you'd show up," he said to Christy. "Have 
you seen the barn yet?"

Christy shook her head. Her grinning father suggested that she give it 
a look.

Then, as her niece skipped toward the barn, a devastated Meg recovered 
her wits enough to mutter to her brother, "B-Brad ... the way you and 
Christy just talked to each other. Was like she knew what she'd find us 
doing. And that you expected her to. Am I having some crazy nightmare, 
or ..."

Meg was suddenly interrupted as her niece came running back from the 
barn.

"Oh, wow!" Christy cried with excitement in reaction to what she'd just 
witnessed. "Uncle Luke's fucking Mom just super! Got her coming like 
mad from his big cock in her cunt! Just like we planned it!"

"P-planned it?" Meg gasped as if she we're taking a dying breath.

And behind the tractor from which Christy had emerged, a shaky male 
voice carried. "P-planned it?"

"J-Jake!" Meg identified her son.

Jake stumbled out from behind the tractor.

"Are ... are you ... you part of this?" his mother asked, all but 
strangling on the question.

"I've fucked Christy. But that's all, Mom ... swear to God, I didn't 
have anything to do with the rest of this."

Meg took a deep breath. And next she desperately called to her son. "So 
I'm just like you. Caught in the middle. What should I do?"

"Jeez, Mom, I dunno, I'm just a kid," Jake warily answered, not used to 
being asked for advice by an adult. "It's up to you. But I won't blame 
you. Whatever you do, I won't blame you, Mom."

That was all Meg needed to hear. She was the parent and Jake the child, 
but what amounted to her son's permission was enough to turn her loose.

"So what're you waiting for?" she abruptly snapped at her brother. 
"Finish what you started, damn you. Fuck me!"

A grinning Brad Conway flashed a victory sign at his grinning daughter, 
then once again aimed his stiff cock at his sister's cunt. A thrust of 
his crotch later and Meg had a cuntful of his cock to his balls, which 
lapped against her squirming ass as he began rhythmically fucking her.

"Oh, it's so good." Meg moaned with pleasure. "And that's all that 
counts. Getting fucked this goooooood. I don't care who watches. If the 
whole world watches. All that matters now is my brother's big, hard 
cock fucking my cunt the way I always wished it could be while I was 
growing up!"

By this point Meg had gotten very loud. Then her voice carried even 
more when she joyously climaxed. No one within several hundred yards 
could have helped hearing her--which definitely included anybody who 
happened to be in the barn ...