Chapter 3
It was a long time before the silence in the bedroom was broken by words, and when it was, it was Christie who spoke them.
"That ... that was unbelievable," she said softly.
While Vic was not holding her, it was the next thing to it. They lay side by side on the rumpled bed. The porno novels Christie had read had always seemed to stop right when the couple came, and she'd always wondered what it was like to lay in bed next to someone after things had cooled off a little. Her own sexual experience had not satisfied her curiosity. Once she had been balled in a field on a blanket and, since it had been in a farmer's field, she and the boy had picked up and left as soon as they'd finished, and the other times it had been in the back seats of cars. Hardly what you'd call normal sexual experiences, or even close to it!
Not that you could call eating your own brother normal, she realized, but at least they were lying here together in bed now that they were through and, with the warm afterglow of sex touching her whole body as if she were stretching out in the sun, she found it as pleasurable a sensation, if not more so, as she had ever imagined.
Vic propped himself up on his elbow. He had the same mellowed-out, relaxed air about him, and the corners of his mouth tipped up in a lazy smile.
"I'm glad it was good for you, too, sis," he said. "It was fantastic for me. Where did you learn to do that? You're a fucking Linda Lovelace, for sure!"
Christie smiled back at the compliment. "Thanks, Vic," she said. "And you were good too. It was ... better than it's ever been before. It was better than the times I've balled ... Y-you're so skilled! And it was better than ... than having to masturbate, too." She gave a little giggle. "Kind of ... kind of like the best of two worlds!"
He reached over with a hand and ran it down along her side and across her belly.
"It was a long time coming, Christie," he said. "I'm ... I'm surprised it hasn't happened with us before, living together in the same bedroom like this. It's nothing I ever thought about, but," he added with a grin, "now I wonder why I didn't!"
Christie nodded. "I know. It was great. I ... I know that I should feel guilty, but somehow I just don't!"
"Let's face it," Vic said with a shrug, "we need sex just like anyone else. Maybe even more so, considering how thin the walls are in this place, and how, uh, active Mom is sexually. Most kids our age would be beating off like crazy, day and night. Except that it's different for us." A sexy gleam came into his eyes. "We have each other."
The girl sighed again. "And it was beautiful," she repeated. "It was so good."
Idly, as if to give the impression that it was almost an accident, Vic let his wandering hand smoothly brush over her left nipple. Even as the palm brushed over it, the pink bud seemed to grow hard with want.
"Was it good enough to try again?" the boy asked softly.
His palm brushed over her breast a second time and Christie couldn't restrain a moan. She tried to speak, and found her throat constricted with sexual tension.
"I need more," Vic said. "Here, feel."
He let his fingers encircle her wrist, guiding her hand downward beneath the covers. Her fingers traced a trail down along his thighs and came to a stop at the point between his legs.
"Oh, goodness-" said Christie.
Her fingertips had touched something hard and warm and meaty. With some additional guidance from Vic, her fingers went around the muscular shaft. She moved her hand downward and felt his balls. They were again tight and firm with need. Next she brought her hand upward. His cock was still moist from the mouth-job she had given it and her palm and fingers slid smoothly up its length. At last she came to the head of the human pillar. She gave it a slight squeeze and let her index fingernail brush it lightly.
Now Vic moaned and his hips worked up to meet her wiggling nail.
"Ummmmm," he sighed, closing his eyes. "See what I mean? Ohh, Christie, that feels so good."
Her eyes were slightly confused as she shot him a glance.
"You're horny already?" she asked. His eyes opened and that sexy gleam was still in them.
"Aren't you?" he replied slyly, and let his fingers go to work.
He brought them back up to her nipples first and started palming them. Again Christie closed her eyes and moaned. The titty buds were a bright pink from the attention they'd already gotten that morning, and they arched up now like tasty little cherry candies-twin temples of desire that sent pleasurable tinglings throughout her body.
"Yes, I'm horny," she finally admitted. "And how!"
As the pressure on her pliant young titties increased, she ran her hand up and down the length of his cock, jerking him off.
Vic changed positions slightly and brought his mouth down to where one of his hands had been. Circling the nipple with his lips, he sucked the erect bud up into his mouth. He worked the nipple up and down, up and down, sucking gently at first, and then harder. Her tit was slick with his spit and he shook his head back and forth, sucking and twisting and pulling the sensitive flesh all at the same time.
"Ohhhhhh," sighed his sister. "Oh, I love to have my titties sucked ... ohhhhhh!"
Vic moved his hand down across her quivering tummy and through the curly forest of pubic hair, to her waiting cunt.
His fingertips found it to be already hot and quivering and slick with love juice.
Using two fingers, he rotated them across her stiff little clitoris. The first instant contact was made, she gave a muffled grunt and bucked up wildly, spreading her smooth, tanned legs apart as far as they would go. The sheets beneath her ass were already soaked with pussy cream.
As he continued to work her into a frenzy, she moved her hand more rapidly up and down his pounding rod. Before she had made it with boys, Christie had learned how to jack them off. She knew just how much pressure to use, and when to use it, and when to be slow and sensuous and when to be fast and wicked.
Now she ceased hand-jobbing his shaft and, sensing that he was ready to cream, she just kept jerking up and down across his cockhead.
But then Vic surprised her. He stopped sucking her titty, he ceased palming her other breast, and, while he didn't remove his fingers from her cunt, he did stop his circular fondling of her clit.
"Ohh, no," she panted, her ass still jiggling. "Don't stop now, Vic. Get me off. Please!!"
Her hand was still masturbating him. He grabbed her wrist once again and, biting his lips because it felt so damn good, he forced her to stop.
"No, Christie," he said. "Wait-"
She looked at him. She was so horny that she was practically drooling.
"Wait?" she repeated with mild panic. "How can you say that? Vic, I'm so turned on. You've got to make me cum. You've got to!"
"Hey, hey, slow down," he soothed. "I want you to cum, sis. And I want to cum too."
She reached down for his cock again. "So-"
And again he stopped her. "So what's wrong with ... the real thing?" he asked.
She paused with a jerk. "Wh-what?"
He brought his mouth close to her ear and licked her teasingly before he said, "Let me fuck you, Christie. Let me screw you ... for real."
"Oh, Vic ... I'm not so sure."
Hoping he hadn't made his big move too soon, and seeing what it would take to make her see things his way, Vic went back to stroking her clit and tit at the same time.
"Come on, baby," he said. "Come on, Christie. No one will know."
"But ... I don't ball regularly, Vic," she protested. "I'm not on the pill. Something could happen. But that's okay ... I can still suck you off."
"Shit," her brother cursed. "I know we can't take chances, but I want to fuck you so bad, Christie. Jesus, my own sister is such a goddamn fox!!"
Seeing how much her brother needed her, and secretly very flattered by the fact that her brother found her so attractive, Christie made a decision.
"Would you ... like to fuck me in the ass?" she asked him quietly.
"Christie-"
"I've ... I've seen pictures and read about it," she went on. "You can cum in my ass, Vic. I'll love it. And while you fuck me, you can finger my pussy and ... and get me off that way. How does that sound?"
Vic touched his cock and stroked it. Even the thought of humping his sister dog-fashion was enough to almost make him pop a nut right on the spot.
"Roll over," he said thickly. "I need you so bad, you beautiful bitch."
Vic pulled back the sheets from both of them with a flick of his arm. He got onto his knees. Christie took one last look at his hard erection and rolled over onto her belly.
"Just be careful at first," she asked. "I've never done it this way before."
"I'll be careful, baby," Vic assured her. "Nothing but tender loving care from this boy!"
Once on her tummy, Christie again spread her legs wide. Vic took just a moment before beginning to appreciate the view. Her young ass was firm and well-rounded. From the juncture between her legs the girl's pouting pussy and blonde hairs looked back up at him, arousing him even further.
"Do me, Vic," she moaned. "Start fingering me some more. I love your fingers up my pussy."
Vic reached over and went to work with his fingers. At first he took all four fingers and wiggled the tips back and forth across her cunt lips, top to bottom, for nearly a full minute. Before a few seconds had passed his fingertips were actually dripping with the thirteen-year-old girl's sweet cum juices. The fluttering caresses alone were almost enough to make her explode.
Her young ass was humping up and down in front of his face and she moaned and twisted on the rumpled sheets.
"Go in," she begged. "Oh, please, Vic. Don't tease me anymore. Go in my cunt and fingerfuck me!!"
Now Vic had the little bitch as steaming hot as he wanted her. He slipped his fingers away from her pussy for an instant. They were slick and gooey with the running cream of her desire. He brought his fingers up and caressed the crack between the cheeks of her ass, lubricating her tightly puckered bunghole.
Getting at least the entrance slicked down, he reached down between her legs and resumed screwing her with his hand. He did go into her cunt this time, and in no time-just as he had only a half hour earlier when she'd been blowing him-two of his fingers, acting as a surrogate pecker, were thrusting in and out of her nymphomaniac flesh with well-timed, rapidly increasing strokes.
"Uggghhh ... ohhhhh...." she moaned. "My own brother's fingering me ... ohhhh ... ummmmmmmm!"
As he fingerfucked her, Vic moved between her spread thighs.
"Lift your ass," he instructed, as he grabbed hold of her stomach.
Christie obeyed, and as she hunched her butt up in front of him, Vic had a momentary impression of the scene he'd spied in his mother's bedroom the night before. The man had given it to his mother from behind, too. Sure, he had been pussy-fucking her, not ass-humping, but still....
Vic closed his eyes for a moment as he fingered his sister. A thrill had just rushed through him, and for an instant he couldn't help wishing that it was his mother's fine body that he was getting ready to screw.
Christie Devins was a great-looking piece of goods, there was no way around that at all. But of all the pictures he had looked at and all the real nude girls he had seen thus far in his relatively short life, Vic was sure that he had never seen a foxier chick than his own beautiful mother. Yeah, it'd sure be out of sight, he thought, if it were his mom's fine asshole he was getting ready to fuck instead of Christie's.
Normally, Vic-who was in just about every way a normal kid-would have felt guilty as sin about having such thoughts, but guilt was the farthest thing from his mind now. Now it was all sensation. Beautiful, stimulating, sexual sensations as he temporarily removed his hand from between Christie's legs.
He needed both hands to spread her asscheeks. Using his thumbs, he spread the smooth mounds of hot flesh and looked at his target.
Her asshole seemed to wink back up at him. With her hips jerking in sexual need the way they were, it was a tantalizing, stimulating sight.
"Do it!" Christie urged. "Do it, Vic! Oh my god, this is so exciting. Ohhhhh, please!"
Vic wasted no more time. He reached around with one hand to his sister's mouth.
"Lick my fingers," he said. "Make them slick. This is the hand I've been fingering you with, Christie. Do you want to taste your own pussy?"
The girl was almost beside herself with her frustrated need. She whimpered her assent to Vic's question and gobbled the cunt-slick fingers up to the knuckles. The tangy, delightful taste of her own juices seemed to thrill her to even loftier heights and she gave a short groan of disappointment as he took the hand away.
Before her spit could dry, he took his index finger and made his first probe into the tight, humid orifice. It would be a tight fit, he knew, but-what the hell?-Christie had suggested it, right?
He spent a few seconds lubricating her butthole, but his sister was growing impatient.
"Now!" she begged. "Fuck me now, Vic. I-I want to feel your cream dripping down my legs."
Vic knew better than that. All the girl really wanted was his fingers back on her twat. But that was okay with him. He was about to ass-fuck his first woman, his own sister, and she certainly deserved all the pleasure she could get out of it!
Taking his cock in his right hand and steadying her ass with his left, he moved forward until the head of his dick was kissing the opening of her asshole. He slid the cock up and down to get the feel of the target.
"Ohh, baby," he said. "This is gonna be beautiful. Hang on, here it comes!"
Gently at first, and yet with no more fooling around, he pushed forward. There was a moment when cock rubbed against asshole and nothing seemed to happen, but at last the previously unfucked girl-flesh seemed to yield and about an inch of Vic's prick made its entrance. But that was all. Only about a quarter inch more than the head seemed to go in.
It was a beautiful sensation just the same. Being careful not to cause the girl any pain, Vic pulled out, then Slid back in. Then out, then in again. And then he had to bite his lips and cease for a moment to keep from cumming.
The entire trip was so fucking exquisite! Christie's beautiful white, rounded ass arched up before him, the sound of her panting moans, her tight asshole moistly sucking at the tip of his dick and, most of all, just the very thought of the act-the fact that he was fucking this foxy blonde bitch right up the asshole!
Below and before him, Christie moaned out even louder than before.
"Vic ... please ... please!!"
Vic realized that he was not fulfilling his role in getting it on. He was neglecting his sister's pleasure, and he set about remedying that at once.
He took his right hand and again went down between her parted thighs. His long middle finger diddled into the dripping twat and began working slipped into the dripping twat and began working in and out.
"There, baby," he said lustily. "How does that tight pussy of yours like that?"
Christie's face was buried in the pillow. Her hair was a blonde tangle and her cheeks were red with her horny need. Her fingers clasped and grabbed at the sheets, rumpling them about her as the boy's finger pumped in and out of her.
"I love it!" she almost screamed. "I love the way you finger me, Vic!"
Seeing that she was suitably worked up so that she probably wouldn't notice even if there were a small amount of pain, Vic went back to getting his own rocks off. While he continued to beat her off, he pushed his hips forward once more, easing his pecker back into her shithole.
To his surprise, the cock slid in further this time than it had before. Almost half its length, in fact!
And Christie didn't seem to mind at all. By now her ass was up and she was screwing it around in wild, demanding circles, and Vic knew that if it were possible, it would certainly be his cock, and not just his finger, that his sister would have begged for up that nice twat of hers.
Still trying to be as tender with the sensitive flesh as possible, Vic pulled back one more time, then gave another tentative thrust, and this time was rewarded with his pecker sinking into Christie's rear up to the hilt!
"Ohhhh, it's so hot and tight!" he breathed.
"Ahhhhh, that's it," his sister gasped. "Now fuck me! Fuck my beautiful asshole! Ummmmmm ... I love it, Vic ... I love it love it LOVE IT!!!!"
Now that he was in, Vic began humping her doggy-fashion with everything he had. He fucked her ass, he fingered her cunt, and he reached around and began twisting and teasing the hard nipples of her titties.
What had happened, he realized now, was that there had simply not been enough lubrication when he'd started at her from behind. It was, after all, a virgin asshole as far as humping went. Her pussy cream and spit had simply not been enough at first. But all it had taken had been time, for his own pre-cum drops and the slippery sweat she herself had generated had finally done the trick.
And now he was doing the trick.
Together the children's bodies pumped and humped on the tangled bedsheets in the sunlit room. The smell of turned-on pussy hung heavy in the air.
Vic had a hard time staying up on his knees, but he managed. He was ramming her hot hole with everything he had now, thrusting in deeply and sometimes giving his hip action a little circular jerk to increase the sensations for both of them.
And Christie loved it! She had never told Vic, but she had masturbated many, many times while she fantasized about getting it up the rear, the way she was now. Many times, both at home and in the restroom at school, she had jerked herself to multiple orgasm while with her other hand she'd rammed an index finger in and around the super-sensitive opening. Being screwed this way now was a dream come true, and when she felt her orgasm coming on this time, she knew it would be one of the most powerful of her young life.
"Faster, faster!!" she commanded hoarsely. "I'm getting ready to cum, Vic ... do me faster!!"
Vic obeyed, increasing both the tempo of his pumping finger, and of his screwing cock.
It was a dream come true for him, too. More than once he'd creamed into his sweaty palm while pretending to fuck the ass of some hot chick, and that was exactly what he was doing now, with his kid sister!
Their youthful bodies were slick with sweet-smelling sweat as their fucking grew even more frantic.
Vic was the first to feel it. "Christie ... Christie, baby ... I'M CUMMMIIINNNGGGG!!!!!"
He held for a moment-just a moment!-deep in the depths of her brownish-pink bunghole, and then jerked again madly as his entire being seemed to explode.
"Ohhh, lord, Vic," his sister shouted. "Shoot it up in me, daddy ... OOOHHHH ... FUCK ME ... OH, JESUS ... OOHHHHH...."
Just as they had last night outside their mother's door, and as they had minutes earlier there in their own bedroom, the Devins children came together, their bodies throbbing and thrusting, erupting in an astounding, simultaneous explosion of young lust!
Vic hugged the girl tight as his thick hot cream pumped into her asshole. At the same time, Christie impaled herself onto his fingers as her pussy walls thundered and heaved, gushing cum juices down across his wrist, to drip and stain onto the bedsheets below her upraised ass.
"More ... more," she begged.
Vic could give her no more sperm, but he did slip his finger from her pussy to concentrate more attention on her still erect clitoris.
"Here, baby," he said. "Have a ball!"
Finding the pulsating flesh-bud, he twiddled his middle finger back and forth across it with ever-increasing intensity, until he had the girl on the peak of another sensual wave.
"Vic ... oh, god ... I'M CUMMMIIINNNGGGG AGAIN!!!"
The whole bed seemed to shake beneath them as if it were going to fall over as the second thunderous orgasm took hold of her writhing thirteen-year-old body. She twisted and hunched and jerked, trying to get every last bit of pleasure out of the experience, before at last pitching forward to lay in an exhausted sprawl across the damp sheets. Her breath came in iong, drawn-out drags.
Vic needed a rest, too. His slick, softening cock had already slipped from her butt. With a sigh he also toppled forward, landing lovingly on top of his sister, across her back, between her still-spread thighs. As pussy touched cock, their cum mingled together, making both of their thighs slick and the sheets beneath them damper still.
"I don't believe we just did that," Vic marveled, breathing heavily. "Oh, Christie...."
"Vic, you're an unbelievable lover," she told him, her face still against the pillow. "I-I wish you and I could make love forever. It's ... it's too bad we're brother and sister, Vic. People would never understand."
"People would never have to know," Vic said. "Sooner or later we'll both probably fall in love and find lovers of our own, but for the time being ... well, Christie, if you ask me, this is just too good a thing to let pass. You turn me on as much as you say I do you. There's just something about you, sis, that really flicks this boy's switch!"
"You do turn me on, Vic," Christie said. "But ... it's just Mom. I'm afraid of her finding out."
Lovingly, Vic let his tongue run through his sister's silky hair.
"Don't worry about Mom," he said confidently. "She's busy enough with her own trips. She'll never find out. I'm sure of that."
But Vic wouldn't have been so sure if he'd had eyes in the back of his head! And Christie wouldn't have believed him if she'd opened her blissfully closed eyes and bothered to take a look over his shoulder....
Rachel Devins closed her children's bedroom door and stepped back into the hallway. She'd heard noises from the bedroom and had first .assumed that the kids had been having a squabble of some sort. In the past when she'd heard fights, there had been occasions when she'd come in and, neither of the kids wanting to get in trouble, both had sworn that they were only playing.
Not that Christie and Vic had any more spats than most children, but Rachel just didn't like the idea of them fibbing to her, so this time when she'd heard the noises, she had snuck up on them and opened the door only an inch or so and had peered in.
At first the scene that greeted her had shocked and angered her. What a horrible, wicked thing for a brother and sister to be doing! Victor was actually making love to his own sister! And not even normal love at that! He was balling the girl in the ass!
It was shocking and disgusting, and she had started in to give them both one hell of a scolding. But then she had had to stop. One of Christie's moans had reached her ears, and Rachel Devins had been touched at that moment by something that made her incapable of action.
The something had been lust, pure and simple. No, there was no way around it.
The sight of the healthy young bodies fucking each other, the sounds of their moans, and the tingling fragrance of pussy and masculine sex-sweat reaching her nostrils, had caused Rachel Devins not only to stop what she had been about to do, but it had turned her on as well!
No, she could not ignore the fact that the lovers she was viewing were her own children, and that gave the whole thing an aura of wickedness, but somehow-Rachel could not explain why-that very wickedness made it all the more stimulating!
She'd stood there for the full amount of time that it had taken her children to get off, and by the time they had collapsed atop one another, Rachel's nipples were erect with need, and the crotch of her panties was soaking wet with love-juice.
Rachel knew what she had to do. She was a highly sexed young woman living without a man, and though her lovers were frequent enough, there were still times when she needed pussy-action, and no stud could be found. It was times like this that the contents of her top dresser drawer came in handy, and it was back to her bedroom and that drawer that she now headed.
She passed Buster, the family's German shepherd, in the hallway on the way to her room. The big healthy animal nudged her outer thigh, indicating that he'd like to be let out to run, but Rachel ignored him. She had other, more pressing matters on her mind just then.
Stepping into her bedroom, she turned and closed the door and then hurried to the dresser. Opening the top drawer, she pawed carelessly beneath the panties that lay folded there until, at the bottom, she had what she wanted-the collection of vibrators and dildoes that brought her satisfaction when no man could be found.
Her temples were pounding now as she took one of the dildoes, a nine-inch, unusually thick orangish/pink model, and flopped herself down onto the bed. Not even bothering with her blouse, she stripped off her jeans and the dripping panties, and immediately began whipping one finger back and forth across her clit, while with the other she worked the imitation cock in and out of her hungry cunny.
The young mother kept her eyes closed as she worked both hands faster and faster in and around her twat. She breathed hard and deeply and her ass jiggled on top of the bed.
Rachel was trying to hold onto a vision until she climaxed-the sweet vision that had so turned her on in the first place, the illicit vision of her own son's lean, healthy cock ramming in and out of her daughter's sucking bunghole.
It had made Rachel so horny....
""OHHHHH ... UMMMPPHHHH ... UUUGGGGHHHH!!" she gasped, as she sunk the dildo all the way in and held it for an instant, then hurried up the pace until she was almost in a frenzy, until the last ounce of lusting pleasure had been drained from her thrashing-about body.
With a long exhalation of breath, she let herself relax and lie there for a while, still idly toying with the cum-slick dildo in her pussy.
Rachel Devins felt very unusual, now that the thundering violence of her self-loving was past.
She wanted to feel shame for herself, and hurt and anger at her children, but she couldn't. The sight she had seen-the stiff, screwing cock; the writhing, sex-starved girl-would not leave her alone, and every time it came to her mind's eye, the tinglings she felt in her nipples and in her pussy far outweighed any of the more rational emotions or reactions she had to what had taken place.
There was no getting around it, she realized. Not only had something happened that she had never thought possible-her own children making love to each other-but, and this really blew her mind, the sight had turned her on incredibly, and would not leave her alone.
Even now, she was getting horny all over again, just thinking about what she had seen. Just thinking about those smooth, hot young bodies!
She took her time masturbating this time. She opened her blouse and fondled her nipples, pinching them and making them hurt the way she liked her lovers to do, while the dildo resumed its work, sliding in and out of her already cum-slick love hole.
That's right, she realized as she continued to jerk herself off. There was no getting around it. Her own children had become sexually stimulating to Rachel Devins and, despite everything she knew to be wrong, she did know this: she had to make love to them!
The very thought caused her to pump the dildo harder in and out of her love-starved twat. She was now kneading and squeezing one whole breast, brutalizing herself towards another hot flash. Visions of boyish, sperm-shooting cocks and virginal pussies raced through her fevered mind.
Yes, yes, she cried to herself as her pussy gushed out another load of juice. She would make love to those innocent, sexy things. She would fuck them and suck them just as they had fucked and sucked each other!
Now only one decision remained.
Which one would she seduce first?