Chapter 13
Early in the day, Marna began to realize that she might have been better off staying home from school.
She found it impossible to concentrate on anything any of her teachers said. She was much too busy thinking about what would happen after school was out.
Mark had shown her in the bathtub what a really great fucker he could be. She could hardly wait for another round with him. The idea of Seth Scott watching them made the excitement and anticipation almost unbearable.
Marna had to figure out a way to get him to take part. That should not be too hard, she decided. Once her brother and she were stripped and doing exciting things to one another, the sight would surely arouse Seth to the point where he would strip and take part whether they said anything or not.
"Marna! Marna Thompson! I asked you a question," Miss Peters said, the math teacher.
"What? Oh, yes. Oh, I'm sorry, Ma'am."
"What's the matter with you today anyway? Don't you feel well?"
"Oh, yeah, that's it. No, I don't feel well."
"What's the matter?"
"My stomach, and I think I got a fever." Marna clutched her stomach as though she were suffering from at least appendicitis.
"Well, you had better go home. It's only a little after noon. Will there be someone there to look after you?"
"No, Ma'am. My mother works."
"Well, your brother goes to school here, doesn't he?"
"Yes, Ma'am. Mark's here."
"Come with me. We'll just go to the principal and see to it that you and Mark are both excused. That way he can see to it that you're looked after."
As she and Miss Peters walked down the hall to the principal's office, Marna could hardly believe her good fortune. Not only was she going to get out of school for the rest of the day, but so was Mark. The two of them could go home and ball each other for hours.
Now, if they could just get hold of Seth and tell him to come over right away instead of waiting until after school, they would be set for a perfect afternoon of wild sex. They would not even have to find somewhere else to go, like the dank old bathhouse. Instead, the three of them could get it on right there at home. Her mother would never know the difference. They would have the whole place put back in order before she came home from work. - 0
"Marna," Mark said as they left the school. "Are you really sick? You look okay to me."
"Of course, I'm okay. I just put on a little act. Miss Peters gave me the idea, even though she didn't know she was doing it."
"Wow! You mean to say we can fuck all afternoon?"
"We can as far as I'm concerned. I'll try to call Seth as soon as we get home."
"I got a better idea, Sis. Why don't the two of us make it first? I want to fuck you all alone before that guy gets there and starts telling us what to do."
"Okay with me. Like you said, we got all afternoon. Sure you won't get too worn out if we fuck alone and then once or twice when Seth gets there?" -
"Shit, you got to be kissing! I'm so fucking ripe and so fucking hot that I could go on from now to breakfast and still have a load to squirt on my pancakes."
"I love the way you talk," Marna giggled. "Imagine-eating cum on pancakes!"
As soon as they got home, they put their books down on the hall table.
"Well," Marna said. "Where do you want to fuck this time? In the bathtub again?"
"Naw. All that water's such a mess to clean up. I was afraid we wouldn't get it all mopped up before Mom got home last night."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Want to go up on my bed?"
"Sure. That's fine. Let's go."
They bounded up the steps and into Mama's room.
Mark jumped onto the single bed and lay on his back.
"What the hell are you up to? We can't fuck with our clothes on," Marna yelled.
"Come on. Let's make out a little bit before we strip. It'll get us hotter."
Marna threw herself on top of her brother. They wrestled back and forth, Mark grabbing Mama's youthful tits.
After a moment, he pinned his sister under his hard body and began kneading her firm tits with both hands.
"You like that? You like the way that feels, you little bitch?"
"Ohhhh, not so hard! That hurts. Mmmmm, that's more like it. Just play with my tits nice and easy. That's the way."
"Your tits sure feel nice, Marna. They're so soft and spongy. I like playing with them like this."
"I bet you'd like to play with some really big ones though, wouldn't you? Some big, floppy ones like Mom's?"
"Yeah, maybe I would."
"I wonder if Mom would let you do that."
"Hay with her tits? Of course not."
"I don't see why not. She likes men to do that."
"How do you know that?"
"All women like it, silly. Everyone knows that."
"She sure wouldn't let me do that. Hell, I'm her own son."
"You're my own brother, and I'm letting you do it right now."
"That ain't all I'm going to do to you either."
"I know," Marna giggled.
Without warning, she made a grab for Mark's crotch. She felt the big lump of his cock and balls through the fabric of his jeans and squeezed hard.
Mark let out a yelp, squirming to get away.
"Goddamn it, that hurts, you little bitch!"
Marna giggled again. "It's supposed to, dummy! I meant it to hurt."
"If you twist the fucker off, I won't be able to fuck you. You don't want that, do you?"
"Don't be silly. I won't twist it off," Marna yelled, squeezing harder.
Mark writhed around, his face contorted with pain. He tried to get off the bed, to get away from his sister and her viselike hand.
Marna wrapped an arm around his neck, and struggle as he might, Mark could not get away.
In self-defense, he grabbed her small tits again.
He smashed them in his hands, kneading and pinching the flesh until Marna was afraid he was going to twist them right off her body.
She bit her lips, determined not to cry out with pain. She continued to squeeze his balls and cock.
"Jesus Christ, Marna! You're shoving my balls clear up into my belly! Cut it out, or I'll be sore for a week."
"Tough-fucking shit, man! Can't take it, can you? Your little sister's too rough for you. Some big man!"
"Come on, Marna, cut it out, please? I want to fuck not fight."
The girl stopped squeezing Mark's balls.
"Oh, all right. I just wanted to see how much you could take, that's all. You're no fun at all."
"Don't say things like that until after we fuck. Shit, all I wanted to do was keep you from bruising my cock so bad I couldn't shove it into you."
"Yeah, well you know I wouldn't want anything to get in the way of that."
"I promise you, if you clamp down on my prick with your cunt as hard as you did with your hand, I won't complain, not at all."
"Let's just see about that, shall we?"
Marna pulled Mark's shirt-tails out of his pants. Then she ran her cool hands up under his shirt along the deeply indented ridge of his backbone.
Mark started to unbutton his shirt.
"No, wait. Let me do that," Marna said. "Let me be the leader this time. Pretend you're a male whore or something like that, and I've bought you for the night."
"Yes, lady. Do you want me to lick your ass? I got a nice soft tongue."
"Later maybe. Right now, I want to strip you down to the skin, real slow. Just lie back while I undo your shirt."
Mark was intrigued by the new game Marna had invented. The idea of his sister being the aggressor was exciting. She would be calling the shots. She would be the strong one this time. Whatever paths Marna wanted to lead them down were hers to choose.
Marna finished unbuttoning her brother's shirt and pushed it back to expose his broad, hairless chest. She stared at his nipples and thought what strange little buds they were compared to her own or the huge ones of her mother's. Still, there was something beautiful about them.
Marna traced a fingertip over one of them.
Mark shivered.
"Does that feel good?" Marna asked.
"Yeah, it kind of tickles and feels warm at the same time."
"That's sort of how my tits feel when you do that to me. I didn't know men got a reaction like that. Look, now it's standing up hard just the way my nipples do."
Marna let her hand stray over to Mark's other nipple. She pinched it gently between two fingers, and her brother crooned with pleasure. Suddenly, Marna sucked his nipple.
Mark let out a shout of surprise and pleasure as his sister's lips closed over his nipple. He writhed on the bed as her tongue whipped back and forth over the sensitive pink bud.
"My God," he yelled. "I'm on fire. You're setting me on fire. Oh, oh fuck, that feels so gooood!"
Marna lapped harder, licking her tongue greedily over the surface of her brother's nipple. Slowly, enjoying the salty flavor of his flesh, she moved her mouth across his broad chest to the other nipple, already erect under the workings of her fingers. She sucked it into her wet mouth, opening her lips wide and seeking to get as much of the hot, smooth flesh inside as she could.
"Ohhhh, God, Marna, that feels so fucking good. I love it, love it! Keep on forever."
But Marna had other plans for her slave. As she continued to suck and lick his nipple, her hand traced its way down his chest until it reached Mark's navel. She put her fingertip into it in a tiny fucking motion. As she swirled her finger around, Mark began to groan once more, excited now by the feel of Mama's probing finger into his belly button.
Never stopping her sucking and tonguing of his erect nipple, Marna moved her hand slowly toward what she knew was concealed in Mark's tight pants.
She moved her fingers tantalizingly over the smooth flesh, moving closer to the hot, already rigid cock.
Finally, her fingers closed over the jerking tube of flesh. She wiggled them around, trying to make more room for her hand in Mark's tight jeans.
Mark moaned as his sister touched his prick.
"You like that, don't you?" Marna said, lifting her mouth from the sensitive nipple.
"Yes, oh, yes! I like it so fucking much."
She opened the belt buckle. Finding the zipper slide, she eased it down, her eyes wide as more and more of Mark's cock was revealed. The pubic bush came into view.
Marna paused a moment to run her eager fingers through its curls.
"What are you doing now?" Mark asked, impatient for his sister to really start working on his throbbing prick.
"Just combing your hair a little bit. It's so nice and soft. It's a lot softer than Seth's hair is. He's like a wire brush."
"Well, forget about Seth for a while, and let's concentrate on me. I'm hot to pop my nuts."
"Okay, I'm getting to it. Lift your ass so I can slip these pants off you."
Arching his hips high, he allowed Marna to pull down his tight jeans, grinning with pleasure as his eight-inch cock sprang free, slapping up against his belly. His cock was large and inflated, completely ready for action. A drop of clear preseminal fluid oozed from the cock-slit.
Then, the obstacles of his clothes cleared away, Mark was eager to see what Marna would do next.
Starting at his ankles, she began running her palms slowly upward, taking plenty of time to cover every inch of her brother's smooth flesh as she moved steadily up his legs.
"Hmmm, that feels good, exciting, sort of," Mark mumbled. "It's almost like a breeze, a sexy breeze. You know what I mean?"
"Yeah, I guess so," Marna replied, almost too busy with what she was doing to answer.
When she reached Mark's thighs, she saw Mark's hard prick jerk with excited pleasure.
Marna knew that by the time she reached his cock, he was going to be so turned on that all she would have to do was breathe on his cock and he would come. She was playing an elaborate game, performing an experiment. She was finding out how long a male could be stimulated before he was forced to beg for fulfillment. Now, she didn't care how she got Mark off. She was deriving so much pleasure just from playing with Mark like a musical instrument that she could feel her cunt leaking with her excited sex juices. /
"Aren't you going to strip and join me?" Mark asked.
"Not just yet, Mark. What I want to do now is get you as hot as you can possibly get. I want you so hot that the cum comes boiling out of you."
"Seeing you naked would get me hotter than I already am."
"In that case, I'll strip right now."
Marna jumped up and began to rip off her clothes. Then she stopped.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing, really. I just thought it might heat your rocks up a little more if I did a striptease for you."
"Shit, Marna, I'm so fucking hot right now, I'm ready to pop my load."
Marna turned abruptly and left the room.
"Where the hell are you going now?" Mark yelled.
"To call Seth. It's starting to get late. We better get him over here. I'll call him."
"Look, if you don't hurry back, I'm going to jack off."
"Don't you dare!"
"Sis, I got to come so bad, my nuts ache! Have a little mercy on me."
"Look," Marna said, sticking her head back into the bedroom. "When I get back, I'll blow you. Is that good enough for you?"
"Shit, yes! And it won't take more than three or four sucks either."
When Mama returned a few minutes later, Mark was just as she had left him-his prick throbbing hard and standing up straight as a telephone pole.
"Did you get hold of Seth?"
"Yeah, and he's on his way over. I told him to come right up to the bedroom."
"Come on, hurry up and blow my wad before he gets here. That way I'll be ready to shoot another load up your twat by the time he gets here to watch."
"Christ, Mark, you nag like an old woman."
"Just shut up and suck my cock, whore!"
Marna knelt beside the bed and lowered her head to Mark's groin. She inhaled deeply, her head spinning at the sexy odor of young cockflesh and dried piss. She flicked out her tongue and ran it lightly over the reddish tip.
Mark's prick jerked with excitement.
"Don't just tickle it, suck it! Suck it hard! I want to come big! It ain't going to take much! Just suck my cock!"
Marna opened her mouth wide and pushed her head down over her brother's eight-inch cock. The blunt head hit the back of her mouth, and she nearly gagged, then she swallowed the shaft into her slippery gullet.
Mark moaned with passion, his groin on fire from what his sister was doing to him. He was so hot, had such a short fuse, that the very action of his cock being shoved into his sister's throat was enough to pull him off.
"Oh Christ! Feels so good! So fucking good! So hot, so wet! Milk the fucking shit out of my balls, baby! Now, take it all right now!"
He arched his trim ass high off the bed, forcing his prick all the way down Mama's throat. She fluttered her throat muscles, caressing the full length of her brother's long, pulsing prick.
With a loud yell, Mark shot, his whole body trembling with passion.
"Agggghhhh! Oh, oh God, Christ Jesus! Agggghhh, I'm commming, I'm shit fuckin' commmminggggg! Take it, you bitch! Drink up my cum!"
Marna suctioned the hot, acrid spurts of sperm greedily, striving to get every drop that came pumping out of her brother's hard prick.
Mark kept jetting out stream after hot stream and splattering it down Mama's milking throat. She kept his dick buried in her gullet long after Mark had finished, still sucking it, hoping to coax out the last drops of the white starch she loved.
"Well, I see you two couldn't wait till I got here," said a voice from the doorway.
Marna was startled. She pulled her head up quickly enough to bruise her throat and Mark's prick.
"Seth, it's you!"
"Who were you expecting-Jesus Christ? Of course it's me. Why didn't you wait for me?"
"Aw, relax, Seth," Mark said. "That was just my first cream. I got plenty more where that came from. My nuts are so churned up right now, I could keep coming all night long."