Chapter 6
Sheila squirmed nervously as she sat in the hard-backed chair in the movie theater. She and Jeffrey had gone all the way up into the balcony so they could sit, holding hands, out of sight of any of their friends. They'd never be able to explain to anybody why they were dating. And Jeffrey had suggested this so they could insure some little bit of privacy.
Sheila quickly found out her brother had the same ideas she did. It wasn't only privacy from friends that he wanted.
If any of the people around them only knew the red-haired teenager had her brother's tongue eagerly lapping up and down the inside of her thigh and pushing toward her gooey cunt, they'd have been more attentive to the hot and heavy action than they were to the silly comedy on the movie screen.
But they didn't know Jeffrey was under her skirt. They didn't know she had cut out the crotch of her pantyhose hoping something like this would happen. And they definitely didn't know what she was feeling at that instant as her brother's tongue drove mercilessly into her juicy cunt.
"Unh, ohhh," she moaned softly, her hands stroking over Jeffrey's head. "The movie's so good. I love it, oh, yes, the movie, ohhhh!" It was getting harder and harder to keep talking. The words jumbled together the closer the lapping tongue came to her hot little pussy.
"The critics loved it," came the mumbled words from under her skirt. "I think it's the best ever."
Sheila couldn't concentrate. The movie screen seemed millions of miles away. It blurred as passion rose in her body. All she cared about now was getting tongue fucked-by her very own brother.
"Good, so good. I knew it'd be this good, Jeffrey, I really did."
"Hush!"
"Shut up!"
"Keep it down!" came calls from other parts of the darkened balcony. Others wanted to watch the movie. And somehow, that aroused the slender young girl even more.
She heard a faint snicker from under her skirt. Jeffrey was enjoying himself. And she didn't dare say anything. The others in the balcony would notice and maybe even come over. The humiliation of being found with her brother under her skirt licking her twat would be too much for the young girl.
They'd both get their asses kicked out of the theatre if anyone complained to the usher.
Leaning back in her seat and straightening her legs the best she could, she was able to give her pussy-eating brother a better shot at her cunt. His rough, wet, pink tongue slurped up the tiny flood of her cunt juices. Nearer and nearer he came to her pussy lips. As his tongue brushed against the blood-engorged cunt lips, she came.
It wasn't a fireworks-flashing and heavens-crashing come. It was simply a sharp intake of her breath and a sudden flood of warmth through her entire body. She felt her tits pressing into the tight confines of her green dress. For the millionth time since Jeffrey began eating her out, she wished she could strip off her dress and stand wantonly naked before him. The cloth chafed and rubbed her tender nipples until she wanted to scream.
But, of course, that was out of the question. Not even in a balcony did a patron scream for no apparent reason-unless it was a horror flick. Sheila wished they'd gone to another movie now. Comedies were nice, but not when she wanted to shriek and moan and cry out.
His tongue slipped under one of the quivering flaps of her turgid cunt lips and probed deep for her cunt hole. She shivered in reaction. Hot and cold surges raced up her spine. She had to bite her lower lip to keep from yelling out something obscene.
No matter how much she had to cry out, it was forbidden to her. And her brother knew it.
He enjoyed putting her on the spot. Their relationship was still new and fragile-but it was exciting. The idea of incest turned both of them on like nothing else.
Something had passed between them that instant in the cafe when they recognized one another. They were both hard up for sex. Pamela had left Jeffrey for good. He'd confided in Sheila that he was well rid of Pamela. The dark-haired girl had been too intent on getting married and nothing else. And Sheila's own reasons for seeking out her brother were obvious.
He turned her on more than any other stud she'd ever found.
Sheila didn't think of herself as being oversexed or a nymphomaniac. She'd read somewhere that nymphos didn't really enjoy fucking. They had to have it and didn't enjoy it. She both needed and enjoyed a good fucking.
And that was the problem. She had a hard time finding any guy able to give her a good-a really good-screwing. All her friends complained that their boyfriends fucked them, got their rocks off and that was it. They left their girlfriends wanting more and not getting it.
Sheila had found the solution to her problem. Not only had she found a man with a nine-inch prick, she'd found one who could satisfy her-and she was turned on by him being her very own brother, too.
The red-haired teenager abandoned herself to the sensual feelings assaulting her tender young body. Her brother's tongue probed deeply into her juicy, willing cunt. Then he began tongue-fucking her with more force than she would have believed possible. His tongue might have been a prick, it was so long and hard.
Swirling in her cunt like a tornado, Jeffrey sucked up all the flowing cunt juices. His lips pressed firmly against her pussy lips as his tongue tried desperately to dig all the way up into her steamy, humid little twat.
As his soft lips caressed her clit, she came again. Sheila was aware she was sweating profusely now. The bright-green dress was soaked and matted to her creamy skin. She gasped like a fish out of water and twitched around like the seat was electrified.
Luckily for the slender young girl, the others were all intent on the movie. They'd paid outrageous amounts of money to see it and they were going to get their money's worth.
The pussy eating Sheila was getting was worth any amount of money she could have paid for it.
"My jaw's aching," her brother mumbled. "I love this but I'm not going to be able to talk for a month if I keep going."
"C-come on up, Jeffrey," she said. It took him a few seconds to unbend his long legs in the cramped space between seats. His red hair seemed to reflect lines of gold she'd never noticed before.
He smiled broadly, his lips still shiny from her pussy juices. "Didn't you like me sucking on your little cunny?" he teased.
"I loved it! But you shouldn't have done it. Not here. You could get us both into a shitload of trouble."
"Like you almost got us into at the cafe?"
He was smug and self-assured now. And the youth was obviously not going to give up. His jaws may have been aching from the strain of eating out her pussy, but his cock was in fine, fucking shape. She saw the huge bulge at his crotch and wanted him more than ever.
"Want to watch the movie?" he asked. "Or do you think you might enjoy it more sitting on my lap?"
Her heart leaped into her throat. Using her toes to play with his cock under a table with a tablecloth on it was one thing, having him eat her out in a darkened theatre was another. Those were relatively harmless. Nobody was going to get really bent out of shape if they caught them. But Jeffrey was suggesting that they actually fuck!
Sheila didn't know what to say.
And then her trembling cunt lips and churning pussy settled the issue for her. She felt her weak, rubbery knees responding. She rose up and spun around, sitting down hard in her brother's lap. The movie continued with its dull jokes and boring situations.
Sheila reached down and felt all the entertainment she was likely to need for a long, long time.
Her long, slender legs dangled down over his. She felt his saliva drying on the insides of her thighs. She wished she could strip off those damned pantyhose. At least she'd cut out the crotch in anticipation of a wild, cock-filled evening of fun. But it would be even better without the nylon rubbing against her tender inner thighs. She opened her legs even more to let the cool, crisp air from the air conditioner flutter in. As it caressed her snatch, she shivered.
This was going to be great. It didn't matter they had others all around them. Nobody'd notice. She tried to convince herself of that. And thinking about having an audience while she and Jeffrey fucked for the first time added so much zest to it, she almost came.
"God, I can't get over how damned good you look," he said, whispering hotly into her sensitive ear. He began nibbling gently at her earlobe and Sheila almost came again. Everything her brother did was a turn on for her. Everything.
His eyes raked her tender body. She was obviously hot for him. Her tits were more than any man's mouth could hold. It took Jeffrey's large hands to cover those succulent mounds of titflesh now.
He separated his fingers and allowed the hard points of her nipples to poke between them. He lusted after his sister's tits. He wished he could pull them free of her dress and stroke his fingers over their naked expanse. He longed to bury his face between those tasty melons of flesh, licking and tonguing the nipples, sucking and giving them the same treatment he'd already given her cunt.
But those twin mounds of boob were hardly all that pulled him like iron to a magnet. His sister had a trim waist, no trace of flab at all. He could almost circle her waist using both hands. And if he did, all he'd find enclosed would be vibrant, all-out, all-loving woman.
But it was her ass perched so perkily on his lap that turned him on the most. He loved the womanly flare of Sheila's behind. He could fuck her thinking about soft, springy cushions.
Fuck her? Incest. The thought rattled around his head. And then his desires removed all such thoughts. Sheila was a sexy, desirable woman. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. So what if they were brother and sister? They hadn't asked for that. It was an accident. But it was no accident they cared for each other, that they lusted after each other.
Reaching out, he grabbed one of her ankles in each of his hands. Lifting, he quickly spread her legs onto either side of his. They were now both looking toward the screen-but neither saw the comedy routines going on there. His cock hammered hard and long and needy. He had to get into her yearning, watering cunt fast or he'd blow his wad.
"Get that skirt up high," he commanded.
His sister obeyed. The slender young girl moved around and half-stood so that she could hike her skirt around her waist without being seen. The flaming red of her bush glittered with excited cunt sauce.
"God, you've got a beautiful snatch," he said, licking his lips. Some of her salty fuck juices lingered there. His hands shook just a little as he pulled the legs back in so that her knees were draped over the armrests on either side. He loved the way her soft, smooth flesh rubbed against his body. If he couldn't get her totally bare-assed naked in a bed to fuck, this was almost as good.
Sheila shuddered as his hands moved up her legs. The satiny skin flowed under his grip until he cupped the swell of her asscheeks. She groaned once, then opened her eyes and looked down between her legs. His cock was jutting up out of his pants, an ugly red.
He was ready to fuck.
And she was ready for him.
"Hurry, damn you, hurry!" she urged.
Her young body shook with need. The slender young girl had to feel his long, hard prick fucking her cunt. The hollow feeling inside her pussy had grown until it threatened to devour her. The eating out he'd given her had only ignited the fire of lust in her body. Nothing less than an all-out fucking would quench her raging desires now.
"So you're hot for my cock, huh?" he taunted. "Okay, sister dear. Let me give it to you. Balls deep!"
He rammed upward. And his aim was accurate. He split her pussy lips with the throbbing head of his cock, then dived all the way into the humid channel of her cunt. They gasped in unison as his purple-headed cock vanished from sight in her snatch.
The red-haired teenager lifted her ass a little off his lap. She tried to shove her body down hard around his impossibly long prick. He was both thick and long-very long. He was everything she'd fantasized, everything she'd always wanted in a man.
Sheila shuddered again and closed her eyes. She concentrated on the way her body was reacting to this expert fucking.
There was ample skill in the way he shoved his prick into her steamy hot cunt. He teased and tormented her with the blunt end of his cock just before penetrating her softly yielding body. And his hot breath in her ear told her how much he loved her, not just for her clutching tight cunt but because he was her brother.
And because they were now lovers.
They were fucking because both of them were hornier than hell. And it felt good having his prick buried all the way up her cunt. It felt good, damned good.
"Go on, you bastard, move! I want to feel that fucking cock of yours moving inside me."
She hated it when he laughed at her, but there was nothing she could do about it. He was calling the shots. Even though the red-haired teenager had started all this back in the cafe, her brother was the one in control now. The way he strung her out sexually until she was begging for his prick made her cringe. She'd do anything to get it all, even fuck him in the lobby of the theater if necessary.
This was torture fucking in the balcony with all the others around watching the movie. But it was sweet torture.
His cock pulsed and bucked. She imagined she could even feel the contours of his long prick pressing into her sensitive cunt walls.
And the folds of skin all along his cock slowly vanished as his lust mounted. The more he desired her, the more the steaming hot cunt worked its magic on his prick. Soon, the skin was stretched along his cock as taut as the head of a drum.
The red-haired girl felt the sexual tensions mounting in her belly. The single swift entry up into her twat had taken away her breath. Now she supported her weight on the seat in front of her, her legs spread obscenely wide and her ass shoving down into Jeffrey's lap.
"Shit, Sheila, you got the hottest cunt I ever fucked. The hottest!"
The slender young girl wondered if he might be comparing her to Pamela. She didn't know if she liked that or not. But then she had him and Pamela didn't. There seemed to be some justice in that. And she wasn't going to fuck things up with Jeffrey by asking him to marry her!
Then all such thoughts were driven from her mind. He began fucking her with long, deep hip motions. He lifted off the seat and his prick parted her well-greased cunt lips. The pink pussy flaps were trembling like leaves in a high wind. Then he slowly stuffed his entire nine inches up into the juicy slit.
"Faster, oh, ummmmmm, oh, your cock! It's so loooong! But fuck me fast. Fuck my poor little cunt! I want to feel you burning me up inside with your prick!"
"Wanna get fucked, huh?" he teased her. "Want it bad? How bad? Tell me!"
"Stop playing with me! Fuck me good. Your cock is so nice inside me. It fills me up like no other guy's ever did. You're a real man, Jeffrey. I ... I'm going mad. Fuck me quick!"
"Sounds like you want this!"
He punctuated his last word with a sharp movement of his hips. He ground his bush into the slender young girl's ass. Her cunt juices trickled out around the thick plug of his cock, then trickled down across his balls. He didn't laugh. But it still felt damned good.
Sheila was hot. She was juicy. And she was hornier than hell-and all for her very own brother. Him!
He pulled back, breaking her cunt's grip on his cock. When only the tip of his throbbing alive cock remained inside her cunt, he paused. Sweat ran down his face and got into his eyes.
Sheila bit down on her lower lip with enough force to bring blood. The tiny river of red dribbling down her chin went totally unnoticed. She was too wrapped up in the cock driving hard into her cunt. That was her universe. Everything resolved around that axis of hard manmeat.
The red-haired teenager's eyes screwed tightly shut until she no longer saw the movie screen. The strands of her red hair flew in all directions as she tossed her head from side to side in silent need. She held the hem of her skirt up so that her brother could keep his prick flying in and out of her pussy unhindered.
The pussy lips poked out and lewdly grasped his prick. The red pillar of his cock drove relentlessly in and out of her cunt mouth. The juices leaking from her snatch lubricated his cock to the point where Jeffrey felt almost no friction as his prick rubbed sensuously against her trembling, velvet-hung cunt walls.
But if he didn't feel the friction, that didn't mean he wasn't enjoying fucking his kid sister. The feel of the girl trembling and twitching on his lap was more than enough to keep him hard. But the real thrill was feeling her softly clinging cunt feverishly grabbing at his cock.
"Here it comes," he grunted. Then his hips bucked in a wild frenzy of fucking.
He was tireless as he drove his prick into her tight little pussy. Sheila sucked his cock in with a violence that left him gasping for air. But he never slackened his pace. His prick flew like lightning in and out of her gooey, wet twat.
The red-haired young girl was coming totally alive now. His cock was touching even her most deeply buried nerves. She was letting her brother have his will with her. The way Jeffrey fucked her took her breath away. No other stud had ever screwed her like this-and made her enjoy it more.
The warmth spread throughout Sheila's loins. As her brother's cock continued fucking furiously into her, the cunt juices burned away. She felt his cock against' the trembling walls of her pussy. She tightened her stomach muscles and really clamped down hard around his buried cock.
Jeffrey grunted as she came. The completely filled feeling assaulted her totally. Sheila lifted her ass up and off his lap again. She tried humping herself to get even more of his delicious prick into her needy cunt.
Twisting and turning, she shoved herself down onto her brother's groin. His cock fucked even deeper into her soft cunt. The warmth turned to fire. The tiny blaze burst into a blinding explosion that rattled her teeth.
She came.
Her words and thoughts had long since become incoherent. She cut loose with a long, heartfelt, "Aaaieeeee!" that echoed through the theatre. She no longer cared if anyone saw them, heard them. Her emotions were running away with her now. But Sheila's orgasm went unnoticed. The movie had finally touched a responsive chord with the audience. Their laughter covered her shrieks of pure carnal joy.
"God, not so fucking loud," muttered Jeffrey. "They might hear!"
But the red-haired teenager wasn't listening to her brother. She was listening to the call of her cunt. It blazed brightly with lust now. His cock was stroking her repressed passions until she could cut loose and be free.
As Jeffrey continued to fuck her, she came again. Her clit brushed against his sweat-soggy bush. This small stimulation was all it took for her desires to break loose again.
Sheila began to feel like a machine gun. She came and came and came. His prick filled her-she came. His pubic hair lightly touched her aroused clit-she came harder.
"More, oh, sweet Jesus, let me have mooore!"
Then Sheila felt the hot surge of her brother's jism as it spattered into her cunt. She tensed her pussy walls again to drink in every precious drop of his come. He groaned and rocked back and tried to really fuck the living hell out of her.
She took his prick all the way up her cunt, then she milked his cock entirely dry of its lead-heavy come.
When his cock fell from her twat, he sighed. Wiping some of the sweat from his eyes, he told his sister, "You're one hell of a hot bush, Sis. I wish I'd known about you earlier."
Sheila reached down between her legs and tucked his prick into his pants. She quickly moved to the seat next to his and straightened her dress. And just in time. The usher came by, looking for the couple creating the disturbance. By the time he came by, both Sheila and Jeffrey were sitting, holding hands and staring intently at the screen.
When the usher left, they almost laughed themselves sick.
Sheila knew then that she'd found the one and only man for her. And he was her brother.