Chapter 3

"Ummm..."

Suzy gave out a little moan and arched slightly in her sleep. Andy froze where he was, his mouth covering one of her stiff bare nipples.

The morning sun was shining into the bedroom and cascading across his sister's nude body. The sheet that had been covering them lay in a heap at the foot of the bed where he had drawn it back.

His cock was rock-hard, slithering against her smooth flesh as he bent over with one pink nipple swelling between his lips. He'd only just awakened to find himself pressed against Suzy's luscious body just the way they'd fallen asleep, his rigid pecker digging into her side.

And, as he'd yawned and stretched with a happy grin at the memories of last night's events, practically the first thought that swept through him had been to get another look at his sister while she was still asleep.

With that notion nudging him, Andy crawled carefully out of bed and eased the sheet back so that she lay sprawled before him, unaware and inviting.

And, just as it had last night, the sight of that gorgeous body demanded every bit of his attention. Standing over her, Andy felt his pecker soaring up in vivid recollection of the screwing they'd done. He could feel his balls draw up in tingling response at the memory, and a surge of mischief seeped into him.

Without quite knowing what he had in mind, Andy leaned forward to kiss her, trailing his lips lightly across her throat and shoulders and further down to her gently heaving tits.

Then, on impulse, he took one pink bud into his mouth and began to suck. Her nipple sprang erect immediately, and he teased it into tense hardness until he had her moaning in her sleep.

"Ahhh..." Suzy shifted and settled once again with her nipple quivering on his tongue. But she didn't wake.

Andy grinned, lips clinging to the stiff little bud. Then he gave it a last loving flick and began to move down again, lips gliding over her flat smooth stomach until at last they brushed the crisp spongy mound of her golden cunt.

Even though Suzy was asleep, he could smell the faint aroma of her arousal. As his tongue plowed into that bounteous thatch of curls, her legs parted slightly.

For the second time in twelve hours, Andy actually found himself tasting a woman's pussy. His tongue dipped into the crease of her pink cunt lips, and a flood of hot cream burst from it.

She groaned and shuddered, still not waking. Before he knew it Andy was lapping up her juice with a hunger that had his pecker straining. His soft, wet tongue slid up and down her slit, locating the hard button of her clit. He knew from last night how she loved to have her clit worked over, and he began to do just that.

"Ah ... ahhmm..." she gasped, parting her legs even wider. Andy almost laughed out loud at her reaction. Christ, she was even horny in her sleep!

Delighted, he began to work his tongue into her tight pussy, darting it in and out with a fucking motion and forcing it deeper with each jab. Within moments he was tongue-fucking his sister's snatch just like he had last night, vigorously gulping down the creamy flow that gushed from it.

And still she hadn't awakened. Deep in some delicious dream, Suzy reacted automatically. Her body twitched in little rhythmic responses, meeting his jabs with growing awareness.

"Uhh ... uuummmfff..."

Her body began to spasm upward, and her eyes popped open.

"Oh ... oh Andy, that's ... ahhhh!"

Giggling and gasping, she reached down and tangled her fingers in his hair, urging him on.

"Oh, baby brother, what a ... ahh ... way to wake up! Oh my God, that's good..."

It had been fun when she was asleep, but it was even better now that she was awake. With Andy's face buried in her cunt, she began to hunch in earnest.

"Yes, yes, Andy, fuck me!" she panted, grinding up. "Eat my pussy like a good little brother, that's ... ahh, I'm ... coming ... aaannhh!"

Encouraged by her cries, Andy gave her the fiercest tonguing he could. He drove it in like a soft squirming cock, drinking up the fresh hot juice that burst forth in her twisting climax.

"Ahhhh!"

Finally, after he'd teased the last luxurious spasm of orgasm from her, he lifted his head with a slick grin. "How was that, Suze? You know what Mom always says-never leave the house without a hot breakfast!"

"Oh yeahhh..." Suzy laughed weakly, for once grateful for her mom's little sayings. Then she looked disappointed as Andy rose and began to pull on his clothes.

"You're not going yet, are you?" she asked in surprise. Her eyes fastened on his hard pecker. "What about dessert?"

Zipping his jeans up, Andy grinned and patted his crotch. "I'm saving that for later. But don't worry, we'll have lots of time. As soon as I get back from Diane's, we'll have all weekend."

Suzy made a face. As far as she was concerned, all weekend started right now. "Well, don't be surprised if I'm not here waiting when you get back. The pool opens today, and I just may go where there are more cocks around to appreciate me!"

Andy was swayed, but he had to make his usual Saturday-morning appearance at Diane's house. After six months of going steady, of spending every Saturday morning together, he didn't dare break the standing date. Though his new-found relationship with his big sister didn't really seem very wrong, a dim part of him realized that the last thing he needed was a curious girlfriend poking around and asking questions. Not everybody would be so understanding. And that especially went for Diane.

Pushed by that reasoning, he shrugged and chuckled. "I'm not worried. There may be lots of guys at the pool, but I happen to know that my sister's pussy needs more than appreciation! You'll be back!"

Suzy stuck out her tongue in a playful petulant gesture, knowing he was right.

With a parting smile he turned and left, bounding down the stairs and out the back door toward Diane Benson's house.

Diane lived just a few houses away, and he trotted through neighbors' back yards until he came to hers.

The first thing he saw was Mrs. Benson kneeling in her flower patch, industriously weeding.

"Hi, Mrs. Benson. Diane home?"

At the abrupt sound of his voice, Mrs. Benson looked up, her frown of concentration transforming into a delighted smile.

"Oh, hello, Andy. My, is it ten o'clock already? I'm afraid I've lost track of time working out here."

"No, I'm a little early today," he answered politely as she rose, brushing dirt from her gloved hands.

In her late thirties, Marge Benson was frankly the most beautiful woman Andy had ever known. A tall brunette with a voluptuous figure that this morning was displayed by halter top and tight shorts, she looked more like a magazine centerfold than a teacher.

All the guys had a crush on Mrs. Benson, and Andy wondered for the thousandth time why she'd stayed a widow all these years. There were any number of men in town who would gladly have married her just for the chance of getting their cocks in that gorgeous movie-star pussy of hers.

He'd daydreamed about her often enough himself, especially since finding the photograph that Chuck had pointed out last night. He could just see her bent over, begging for more while he rammed his stiff meat right up her tight delicious ass-hole.

"You don't mind going on in by yourself, do you, dear?"

His train of thought was broken as Mrs. Benson went on, oblivious to the fantasy racing through her young neighbor's mind.

"I do want to get this job over with, and it's going to take longer than I thought. Diane was watching television when I came out. I think you'll find her in the living room."

"Oh, Okay, Mrs. Benson. And thanks."

Giving her a wave, Andy turned hastily and went inside.

He'd been in Mrs. Benson's house so often over the past months that neither of them gave her suggestion a second thought. Passing through the kitchen and dining room, he followed the blare of the television to where Diane was supposed to be.

Only she wasn't there.

Andy started to call out, then changed his mind. Instead, he decided to look for her himself. The abrupt realization that he and Diane were alone in the house aroused a wicked impulse.

He moved across the living room silently, thinking how he'd like to sneak up on his girlfriend from behind and maybe steal a feel of her perky tits before she pushed him away. After six months of dating, Diane still didn't let him do more than get a quick feel of her tits through her blouse. Then, being a nice girl, she would always shove his hand away after a moment. But maybe this time would be different. Maybe, if he crept up real quiet, he'd get a couple of real good handfuls before she could react.

With that thought in mind, he was passing the bathroom when he heard the splash of water and the gurgle of the bathtub drain.

Andy grinned to himself. This might work out even better than he'd thought. If he was quiet enough, he just might get even better than a feel.

Determined, he eased the door open until he could see inside.

Unaware of being observed, Diane was just stepping out of the tub. Andy's cock immediately began to stiffen. He'd never even come close to seeing his girlfriend nude before, and the sight of her glistening body was an unexpected treat. Long brunette hair plastered to her shoulders, she was just lifting a tapered leg up over the tub's edge as he peered in, giving him a tantalizing unobstructed view of her pussy.

Diane's cunt mound was thick and dark and inviting, dewy now with moisture. The slash of her pussy cut a pink swath through her thatch of curls, and he actually saw her cunt lips part slightly as her leg lifted and fell.

Then she was standing on the floor mat with her back to him, obliviously toweling herself dry. Andy flicked his tongue across dry lips as he watched his girlfriend's pliant ass-cheeks tauten as she stroked the fluffy towel over herself, bending down to do her legs. He took in the puckered little pit of Diane's ass-hole, and his throat constricted as she swooped even lower with legs spread wide to expose the entire flared slit of her cunt.

Then she rose once more and half-turned, letting the towel glide up to caress her small ripe tits. Diane's boobs weren't as big as Suzy's, but they were every bit as nice. Thrusting out firmly, each was a tasty mouthful that jutted into a dusky swollen peak.

As Andy watched, he noticed that Diane's stroking motions had slowed into fondling caresses. The towel drifted over her tits, first one and then another, making them both jiggle sensuously.

Then, to his amazement, he saw her flushed little nipples begin to expand. Diane was facing the bathroom mirror, and her full lips parted as she ran the thick cushiony material over her tits until both were pebble hard.

"Ahhh..." she gasped, watching in the mirror as she rubbed and teased her erect buds into aching tension.

Then she moved the towel down between her legs, dipping thr rough-soft fabric into the crevice of her pussy and hunching slightly in response, with a small moan of pleasure.

Andy almost laughed in delighted astonishment. He could hardly believe what he was seeing. This was a side of Diane he'd never even imagined. like Suzy, she had a school-wide reputation for being a "nice" girl. And, also like Suzy, she seemed to have some very secret needs of her own.

And this seemed to be his weekend for discovering a lot about girls' needs. "Ahmm..."

By now the towel was moving in a slow rhythm across Diane's cunt. Her body shuddered and surged, and the towel moved faster.

Andy hated to break up the show, but seeing this aspect of the girl who'd kept him at arms' length for so long now filled him with the horny urge to join in somehow. And, knowing her, he wasn't likely to get a better chance than right at this moment. s Easing the door shut once more, he stepped back and knocked loudly. "Diane, are you in there?" Come on, it's me. What's taking so long?"

He smiled, hearing the sudden sounds of scampering and rustling material. Diane's soft voice called out, a little shakily. "Be right out!"

A moment later the door burst open. Breathless and flushed, she was trying to appear normal as she tied the belt of her floor-length bathrobe into a bow. "Andy, I ... I wasn't expecting you so soon! I was just finishing my bath..."

"So I see," he leered, looking her up and down and recalling what he'd just seen. "Sorry I busted in like that, but your mom's outside. She told me to come on in."

"Oh ... oh, that's okay," she stammered, obviously still turned on despite his interruption. "I just wanted to look nice when you got here, that's all."

Andy nodded. His cock was stiff as a board. Without thinking he reached out and took her hand in his. "Hey, you do look nice, Diane. And I can show you just how nice. See?"

Then, with a burst of courage, he placed her hand on his hard prick.

Diane gasped, too surprised to jerk her hand away. "Andy! You ... you're terrible! Now stop it!".

She made a feeble attempt to pull her hand from his grasp, but Andy's sudden impulse had judged correctly. Instead of escaping, her small hand hovered on his bulge. And in her wide, shocked, brown eyes he saw the half-hidden expression of lust that he'd seen many times before without recognizing until now.

"What's wrong with this?" he asked soothingly, moving nearer. "It's not my fault you make my cock all hard this way. And besides, you'd like it too, if you tried. Come on, Diane, let's try it."

"No Andy, don't..."

Her protests were drowned as his lips crushed down on hers and his tongue stabbed into her mouth.

And instantly he knew he'd struck exactly the right chord. After a moment's hesitation, her tongue darted out to clash with his, and her body melted forward.

It had all happened in an instant, and Andy was blankly amazed at his luck. She'd never responded to his little goodnight pecks like this. For once he'd caught her when she was good and hot, and now he took full advantage of it. Pushing his rigid prick against her unresisting hand, he felt her fingers begin to move automatically.

"Fff ... mmm," she let out a tiny groan at the feel of his hard dick, and her fingers moved over it with increasing horny curiosity. His pecker ballooned out even harder at that delicate inquisitive touch.

Knowing that for once he'd timed it perfectly, Andy decided to press his luck. Slowly, shifting almost as if by accident, he brought one of his hands up to lightly rest on the swell of a tit.

This time Diane didn't push it away. And she didn't resist when his hand dipped through the opening of her bathrobe and cupped the bare, still-damp mound.

He felt her nipple harden against his palm, and her shoulder shrugged forward to push it totally into his hand while her fingers plucked and caressed his bulge.

Delighted at his success so far, Andy used his free hand to tug at the bow of the robe. It slipped loosely apart, and she didn't seem to notice at all when the top folds gaped open.

But when he reached for her cunt, she abruptly broke their kiss and stepped back, gasping and frightened.

"Andy, this ... we shouldn't!" she said, the blush on her face deepening. One of her hands made a feeble effort to clutch the front together, but the other hadn't moved from his cock. "I'm not that kind of girl, and ... and Mom's just outside!"

But he wasn't taking no for an answer this time. Not after what he'd seen.

"We're not doing anything wrong," Andy insisted, edging up to her once more. "What's the matter with having fun? And anyway, we've been dating for six whole months! Don't you like my cock? Here, maybe you'll like it better if you get a real look."

Then, before she could utter a word, he unfastened his jeans and jerked them down to his knees.

Diane caught her breath at the massive pecker that swung up to point at her. Dizzy already with creaming hunger, she stared down at the veined shaft of her boyfriend's dong, taking its hugeness in.

She'd felt that magnificent hardness pressing against her crotch dozens of times before, and felt it slithering and jabbing at her virgin cunt every time they kissed goodnight. And now, for the very first time, she was actually seeing it. It was even bigger than she'd ever imagined.

As though mesmerized, she reached out and grasped his thrashing meat with both hands.

In doing so, she let her robe drift open once more. Her small spike-peaked tits bared, Andy instantly bent and took one in his mouth.

"Uhh ... ummm..." Diane moaned, shoving her tit to his face. He sucked and tortured each sprouting bud until both were slick and throbbing.

Then he pulled back with a confident smile.

"See how good a cock feels? And it's even better when you feel it with your pussy. Let me show you."

"Don't, Andy, no..." Diane protested weakly as he pushed the borders of her robe apart to expose her dark-furred cunt, then moved so that his prick sank its knobbed head into her thick bush.

Sucking in her breath, she couldn't help but part her legs at the feel of his cock. The length of his dick slid along her drooling young cunt, and she closed her thighs on it.

Then, instinctively, she began to rotate her hips, pumping back and forth.

Each jab of his pecker smashed its hardness to her clit, and before long they were both hunching eagerly, the last of Diane's willpower quickly fading.

"Oh yes, that feels real nice, just ... uhm ... just like we're fucking..."

Their friction increased, and abruptly she was clawing at his ass. "Oh Andy, I feel so ... oh, I'm going to explode, fuck me, fuck, fuck, fff ... ahhhhhhh!"

She came again and again, wrenching against his soaring shaft.

And at that moment Andy released his load in a series of powerful wrenches. Jism spurted in a hot geyser along Diane's slit, and she let out a little cry. A second and third load quickly followed, and soon her thighs and pussy were drenched with cum.

At last he pulled back, breathing heavily. "Oh, shit! Why don't we go over to my house? My parents are gone, and Suzy was planning to go swimming. We'll have the place all to ourselves, to do whatever we want."

"Ahmm..." Diane murmured, clinging to him. Then she looked-up with an impish smile. "Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt. But I'd better put something on first-at least for a little while! Mom might get suspicious if I went like this!"

Andy grinned as she rushed off to change.