Chapter 7
It was Friday morning and the girls again met the boys in the woods, and as Aggie had done for the last couple of days, she stayed out of the mainstream of events. It was just about a week now since she had her cherry broken, and ner pussy was coming along just fine. However, she had decided to wait until Saturday and sort of have an anniversary party. So after first making arrangements with the boys to meet right there Saturday morning and then go to their new secluded spot near the golf course, they settled down to business.
Although Phil had fucked Ellen a couple of times during the week, Ellen had pretty much gotten used to Jim's bigger dick, and was beginning to prefer it. So although Jim was getting most of the pussy now, Phil was far from being left out as Aggie's mouth was just as eager as it had ever been. In fact, she was even able to do a better job now since she was no longer so curious about what Ellen was doing and could concentrate a little more on what she was doing. And Phil really appreciated the renewed concentration as he felt the head of his hard dick sliding into Aggie's tight, hot throat.
Aggie didn't even bother taking her clothes off this time as they were planning on making this a short session and saving themselves for tomorrow, so as he sat down on the grass she just kneeled down between his legs and unzipped his pants and took out the already stiff meat and took it straight into her mouth. He was sitting up, propped by his outstretched arms in back of him and was looking directly at Ellen and Jim. What he was seeing made his cock get even bigger and harder in Aggie's mouth and although she thought that it was because of the exceptional job that she was doing, it was actually because Phil was watching Jim's cock pumping in and out of Ellen's body and he just couldn't wait until tomorrow when he would again be doing that to Ellen.
It had been a good morning, but none of them had any more that day as they were hoping to get themselves really in the mood for a terrific session in the morning. The trouble was, the lack of nookie all day and the thought of the frolic in the woods the next day made them all hot as hell that evening. And when Carol got home at her normal hour of nine-thirty, she found her parents still sitting in the living room watching television, but there was no sign of Jim. He wasn't in his room, so she asked her folks if he was still out somewhere, but they told her that he was probably down in the basement. That was unusual for him at this time of night, so she decided that she would put on her old-fashioned sneak act once more and see if she could catch him in something that might liven up the evening. She figured that he was still jerking off, as she didn't know anything about his girlfriends, but since she was so busy with her own sex life, she hadn't bothered to try catching him any more. But right now, she was just in the mood.
She knew that if he was doing anything out of the ordinary, he would be on his guard, knowing that there was a household of people, and any one of them could come down at any time. He'd be out of sight of the door, but close enough so that he would be able to hear the door opening. That is, providing that someone who didn't have a sneaky mind opened it. She giggled as she thought to herself about her sneaky mind and she turned the doorknob so slowly that it didn't make the slightest click and pushed the door open so slowly that its movement was almost imperceptible.
He must have had just one small light on at the far end because as she peeked through the crack, the light was so dim that she could just barely make out the outlines of the objects below her. And as far as she could see, he was not one of the objects. He must have been at the other end where the light was. And what would he be doing off in a corner like that if he wasn't doing something that he didn't want seen? She knew now that she would have to see it, so she opened the door just wide enough to slip through and close it silently behind her. So far so good. Now if she could only make it down the stairs without tripping over something or making a step creak.
When she got to the bottom of the stairs she was in the shadows and felt a lot more confident. She knew he wouldn't be able to see her, but she had to stop and listen for a couple of minutes to try to find out where he was. Even after hardly breathing for awhile, everything remained so quiet that she was beginning to doubt that he was actually down there. She knew that jerking off wouldn't make any noise, and she was afraid that if he were doing that, her first clue would come when he started breathing heavily, and by that time it would be too late. She had to take a chance and move around a little and hope that he was so busy that he wouldn't notice her. She stuck close to the walls where most of the furniture and things were and tried to blend in with the shadows as she made her way toward the far end.
The light was coming from a small table lamp with a small, shade-covered bulb on it right in the comer of the basement, and there was a settee in front of it. She was approaching the back of the settee and she still couldn't see him. He had to be lying down on it and she was beginning to think that he was either just lying there reading or had fallen asleep. She wanted to peek around the end of it but couldn't decide which end to go to as she had no idea where his head was. If she wound up at his feet, he would be sure to see her right away, and she didn't want that to happen if he was doing what she hoped he was. She decided to just take a chance, so she crouched down low and went to the end closet to her and looked up over the arm. It worked out just fine.
She was looking at the top of his head and down the length of his body and the line of his body was broken only by the tall meaty mast that was sticking up right about in the middle of it. She held her breath, not only because she was trying to be quiet, but because she was amazed at the size of it. Her kid brother was hung about as good as any of the boys she went with. She was going to let him know of her presence all right, but not because she wanted to tease him any more, she wanted some of that.
He wasn't actually jerking it, but just more or less slowly and lovingly massaging it, and he was so deep in his own thoughts that he not only didn't notice that she was there, but he had no idea in the world that his sister was now standing up in back of him and stripping herself naked. And it wasn't until she walked around and stood alongside of him that she saw how really far gone he was. Instead of jumping and going into shock as she had expected him to, he continued to he there with his eyes closed and a silly smile on his face and his hand continued to gently massage the long fat cock. She knew that she had to take over the action, and she just stood there for a couple of minutes trying to decide how to.go about it.
She kneeled down next to the couch and when his hand was down at the bottom of his dick leaving a long, meaty rod sticking out of his fist, she reached over and grabbed hold of it and took over the massaging action. His eyes opened wide all right, then became as big as saucers as the first thing he saw was a pair of beautiful pink-tipped tits almost resting on his chest just inches below his chin. Neither Aggie nor Ellen had a pair of boobs like that and he had to blink his eyes as he looked up at the smiling face to make sure he hadn't fallen asleep and was dreaming. He wasn't dreaming. It was Carol, and she was as naked as a jaybird, and she was beating his meat for him and enjoying every minute of it.
Right now he was too stunned to do anything else but just he back and see what she was going to do. He knew what she was doing, all right, but the way she was smiling at hi, he had no doubt that she had much more in mind. He was sure she didn't have any evil ideas in mind, such as teasing him about it or blackmailing him, or she wouldn't be stripped to the skin herself. He still had all his clothes on, and only his hard-on was sticking out of his fly and he thought fleetingly that she was taking an awful chance being like that with their parents sitting in the living room right over their heads. But the thought didn't last long as he felt his cock swelling even more in her hand.
Carol was so hot now that she never even gave a thought to the idea that one of the folks might decide to come down and see what they were doing, or to tell them that it was time to go to bed. All she knew was that she now had another cock. And the best part about this cock was that it was readily available. It was right here in her own house and she wouldn't have to worry about going twenty-four hours without one anymore. The way her brother's eyes were fastened on her tits, she knew that he would give it to her any time she wanted it. like right now. But it was too late to get a fuck out of it now as she could feel it beginning to pulsate in her hand and she knew that he was about to blow his load, but she wasn't going to let this load go to waste.
His stomach was tightening as it went into his final throes and he watched as she moved quickly down toward his waist and lean over him. All he could see was the mass of long, silky hair covering the area around his crotch but he could feel the soft lips closing around the head of his dick as her hand continued its round trip along his throbbing shaft. She made no attempt to get any more than the head into her mouth, but from the way she was sucking on it, he thought that she was not only going to get his come, but also draw his balls right up out of their sack. He squeezed as hard as he cold to try to hold it back so that he could enjoy the feel of that hot, wet cavern for just a little while longer, but he found that he no longer had any control over himself.
She didn't let up on her sucking for even a second as the spongy head swelled to its utmost capacity and emitted a hot forceful stream of cream that splashed all the way back into the opening of her throat. By the time she had sucked the last of the liquid out of the hot, smooth head, her mouth was just about completely full and she brushed her hair back off her face as she looked up at him and swallowed it. He watched her throat work as it went down and saw her smile again as she licked her lips. Just the thought of what his sister had just done to him was enough to keep his cock as rigid as it was before she had started. And when she looked at it, she knew that the party was not over yet. She was not only going to get what she wanted, but she was going to get it good.
The only problem that remained was their parents. Chances were very small that they would come down, but the chance still remained. Carol, however, had an idea. It was Friday night, so they weren't required to go to bed early as they were on a school night, so she said she would put on her dress and go upstairs and get a deck of cards. She would tell them that she and Jim were going to play cards for awhile in the basement. They would play down there so in case they wanted to go to bed they wouldn't be disturbed by any noise from the living room. And when she went up and told them, they thought it was a good idea as they were just about to go up to bed. All they told her was not to stay up too late.
She fiddled around upstairs for awhile to make sure they were safely away foi the night and she was bubbling with joy as she returned to the basement, and she had her dress off again even before she reached the couch where Jim was waiting for her. By the time she reached him, she didn't even notice that she had forgotten to bring the cards down. All she wanted to was to make sure that he was still in the same condition as when she had left him and as she sat down beside him, she put her hand on the crotch of his pants and found that he hadn't lost one bit of his interest.
She told him that they had gone to bed and it was safe for them to have some fun and that was all he wanted to hear. Of course, he had surmised that as soon as he saw that she was naked again, but he had still been a little leery. Now, nothing mattered, and he stood up and started to take his own clothes off. She was interested in his whole body, of course, but after giving it a rather cursory inspection, her attention focused on the most important part. She sat there sprawled backward on the couch with her legs spread wide apart and he never took his eyes off the pussy all the time he was getting undressed, and so as he finally stood there naked, his dick was so hard that it was sticking up at about a forty-five degree angle and her mouth began to water as she stared at the huge pair of balls that seemed to be hanging halfway down his thighs as the big meaty eggs hung like weights in the bottom of the slightly hairy sack.
As much as she wanted to feel that big cock in her vagina, she just couldn't help examining that wonderful pair of nuts a little closer and as she put her hands out to him and grabbed the backs of his thighs, he stepped right up to her in anticipation. He thought for a minute that she was going to suck him again as he saw her head moving toward him, but as he looked down at the top of her head he could see that she was a little too low and as her forehead pressed his cock back up against his belly, he could feel her tongue licking teasingly around the bottom of his balls. She found that she couldn't work on them very good from this angle, though, and without even knowing how she did it, he found himself sitting on the couch with his legs wide open and her kneeling on the floor between them.
She put her hands under his knees and pushed them up, and he got the idea right away. He put his own hands under his knees and pulled his legs up in the air as he slumped back on the couch. He wasn't sure what she had in mind, but he recognized that she was very, very hot and whatever she wanted to do was all right with him. He gasped as a ticklish sensation ran all through his body when she opened her mouth as wide as she could and he realized that she was trying to get one of his balls in her mouth. She just about managed to get it through her lips and it was so big that it pushed her tongue back in her mouth and he felt as if he was about to come again as he felt the flat of her tongue wrapping itself around his nut as she licked it and sucked on it at the same time. He didn't know where his sister had learned these things, but one thing he did know, she was a pro.
But she didn't linger too long over her evening snack, as the feeling in her belly told her that she had better do something about her throbbing cunt before it took care of its needs all by itself. She released his balls and stood up and pulled him to his feet and then lay back down on the couch herself. Her throat was so choked with emotion that she wasn't able to explain to him what she wanted, but there really was no need to, anyway. As soon as he saw her legs fly up in the air and stretch so wide apart that she looked as if she would split apart at the crotch, he knew just what his next move would be and he made it.
He had no trouble positioning himself between the outstretched legs and the only trouble he did have was in holding his superbly rigid cock until he could guide it into the glistening wet hole. When he did get it in, it was still so stiff that he thought it would lift her ass up in the air with it when he let go. But all it did was drive a satisfied moan from her lips when he drove it all the way into her body. She certainly was no cherry and as far as he was concerned, that was all the better for him. She was still nice and snug and thoroughly satisfying.
Neither one of them realized that they had hardly spoken a word to each other all the while they were down there, and yet it seemed the most natural thing in the world for them to be lying there on the couch tightly entwined in each other's arms as his ass bounced up and down and he rammed his hard cock as deep and as hard into her guts as he possibly could. And it seemed as if they had been doing it all their lives from the way she just automatically responded by ramming her pussy up to meet him until their crotches came together with a satisfying, meaty slap. Both of them knew that this was the beginning of a long and happy union. Neither of them thought about the dangers of a brother getting his sister pregnant. And Carol wouldn't have worried about it anyway. If she had tried to figure it out, she would have come to the conclusion that as long as she had been fucking, she must have had at least a couple of quarts of come pumped into her and nothing had happened yet.
It didn't take long for Carol to let go and as she thrashed about in the delicious throes of her orgasm she was glad that she had given him that blow-job first. His frantic thrusting in and out of the wet juicy hole just added to the flames and she was almost delirious with passion as the orgasm just seemed to continue on and on. And Jim, knowing that he was now driving his sister mad only continued to pound away that much harder with a beautiful assist by the white hot tension that was again building up inside his own groin. He swung his ass from side to side and up and down as he went in and out, rubbing and exquisitely torturing every part of the inside of her vagina until she was in such a terrific frenzy that she felt as if she was actually trying to throw him off her.
She wasn't, of course, but she f It as if every nerve in her body was on fire and was about to burn right out through her flesh, and her whole body was kicking and jerking and jumping under the pounding that her exploding pussy was taking. His ass and legs were jerking so badly now also that they seemed to be like two puppets blending together as if they were being operated by the same set of strings. He rammed his ass down as hard as he could one last time and it felt to her as if the head of his dick had pierced right through into her uterus as she felt his hot stream splashing against the inside of her cavity. The feeling caused her to come again, and this one was like nothing she had ever felt before.
A kaleidoscopic ball of brilliant fireworks went off inside of her head and she let out a scream that would leave him deaf in one ear for the rest of the night. But it was a good thing that the side of his head was there to absorb most of the noise or their parents might have heard it clear up in the upstairs bedroom.
The piercing sound also served to startle them out of their reverie and they clung to each other as they waited to see if it was going to bring any reaction from above. After a few minutes they figured that even if it was heard, the folks would probably just think that they were just getting excited over the card game and be glad that they were not playing in the living room.
They sat up on the couch side by side and when Carol looked at him and smiled again, the ringing in his ears was so bad that he couldn't tell whether she was saying anything or not. She just laughed as he pounded, his hand against the side of his head to try to get the ringing to stop, but ringing or no ringing, it was worth every bit of it, and he put his arms around Carol and drew her to him and gave her a big kiss on the mouth. He didn't know about the other boys that she had on her string and he was thinking to himself that if she was so hungry for sex, maybe he ought to invite her to the little party in the woods tomorrow.
He decided to take a chance and when he told her all about it, about the girl that he fucked all the time, and the little girl who just had her cherry broken last week and was going to get her first good fuck tomorrow, and all the blow-jobs and so forth, he was actually surprised at her reaction. She was delighted. She definitely wanted to join the party. She wanted to watch the little girls getting fucked. As much as she had done it, she had never seen anybody else doing it. And not only that, but the thought of having a little fun with a couple of young girls intrigued her also. Maybe after the boys had been all fucked out, she and the other girls could get together and take care of themselves. Actually, she had never even though about using girls to satisfy herself before, but the more that Jim described them and their actions, the more she thought it might be a good idea. Why not? She was very much into the pussy eating thing now, and who should know better how to satisfy a girl's pussy than another girl. She could hardly wait until tomorrow.
As Jim lay in bed later that night, he wasn't able to go to sleep right away. He still couldn't get over what had happened to him tonight. But he was wondering if he should have told Carol about his other partners. How would they take it?
Would they resent him bringing in another big, horny girl, and breaking up their perfect foursome? He had an idea that Phil would be all for it, but how about Ellen and Aggie? Well, it was done now and there was nothing he could do but wait until tomorrow and see what happened. If he had known about the ideas that Carol had in mind to liven things up a bit, he wouldn't have worried about it at all. When Carol got through with the girls, they would both love every inch of her body.
Aggie was in bed now, too, but she wasn't sleeping either, and she couldn't quite figure out why. Was it because she was anxious for tomorrow to come or was it because she was apprehensive about it? Was she ready for it yet? She knew she wanted it and she wanted it badly, but she was still troubled about it. Not as bad as she had been the night before she lost her cherry, but enough to make her toss and turn and wonder exactly what her trouble was. Maybe it was the thought of how much it hurt when she had first got fucked. She didn't expect the next fuck to go as smoothly as all of Ellen's fucks did now, but she knew it would be a lot better than the first time. Even Ellen had told her that it was uncomfortable for the first few times after she had lost her cherry, but the more she did it, the better it got. Well, Aggie was starting on her way now, and although she knew that it wouldn't be easy in the beginning, she couldn't wait until the day when she and Ellen could he down side by side in the grass and get fucked together and come together.
As she thought about it, she slipped her hand inside the elastic of her pajama bottoms and gently rubbed her tender mound. Pretty soon her middle finger slipped into the top of the crack and worked its way down over the hardening clit and dug around looking for the little hole. And it was still little. She could get her finger in it with no trouble now, but the meat still felt tight around her finger, and she knew damn well that Phil's dick was a lot bigger than her finger. Maybe if she worked on it a little bit tonight she could get it a little looser in preparation for tomorrow. She stuck her finger in as far as it would go and tried wiggling it around. It felt good, all right, but it still felt awfully small, like it had contracted again during the week that she had left it alone.
As she ran her finger around the inside of her hole, she remembered how Ellen had once shoved a frankfurter down her throat to see how good she would be at sucking cocks. It had been tight in her throat, too, but it had gone down pretty easy and after she had practiced it for awhile, she was well prepared to take the entire length of a real cock. Phil's cock had slid down deliriously easy and it wasn't long until she was able to take Jim's bigger cock. And now she could take Jim's cock so easy, that she was confident that she wouldn't have much trouble with a full-sized man's cock. In fact, she was looking forward .to trying it.
But what she was really thinking about, was that if a frankfurter had done so much for her throat, why couldn't it do the same for her cunt? She was sure there were some frankfurters downstairs in the kitchen. She listened carefully to make sure that everything was quiet upstairs. It was pretty late, so her folks were most-likely asleep and even if they weren't it wouldn't make any difference as she could just tell them that' she went down for a glass of milk or something if they asked her about it, but this was a very private thing and she would prefer that nobody even knew that she got up.
She sipped out of her room quietly and tiptoed down the stairs in her bare feet and went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. The frankfurters were there all right, in the cold tray at the bottom. She hadn't thought of that. She wouldn't be able to warm it up on the stove, and she didn't exactly relish the idea of sticking a cold hot dog up her pussy. She decided to take it up with her anyway, and maybe she could warm it up with her hands or something.
She got back to her room without being heard, she hoped, and climbed back on her bed. It almost froze her hands at first, but she continued to grip it first in one hand and then the other until it began to thaw a little. Then she got a better idea. Her throat was nice and warm, why not practice her cock-sucking until it was warm enough to put in her pussy? She pulled the pillow down until she was resting the tops of her shoulders on it and leaned her head way back and opened her mouth wide. She could feel a stirring between her legs as she held the frankfurter by one end and slid it down into her mouth and kept pushing until it was deeply embedded in her throat.
It was still pretty cold, but it didn't bother her as the heat in her body was building up enough to counteract it. As she slid it in and out of her mouth and it began to warm up, it didn't take too much imagination to turn it into a real cock, and especially with her eyes closed and her other hand working on her pussy she could see herself lying on the soft grass under the trees getting fucked in the mouth and the cunt at the same time. It was a very intriguing idea, and only made her all the more anxious to get her pussy in shape. Just picture it. Phil fucking her from one end and Jim from the other, and Ellen standing there cheering them on. Of course Ellen would have to be well taken care of, too, because if it wasn't for her, none of this would have ever happened. Well, maybe not ever, but it probably would have been a long time and Aggie would still be playing with her cherry cunt.
She shoved the frankfurter down her throat one last time and held her breath as she reached down with both hands and pushed her pajama bottoms down her legs and kicked them off her feet. Then she pulled the frankfurter from her mouth and spread her legs as wide apart as she could and pulled her knees up. She held her pussy lips open with the fingers of her left hand while she searched for her vagina with the other. When she found it, she held the little hole open with the left fingers and guided the end of the hot dog into it.
The meat was not quite as big around or as rigid as Phil's dick, but she still had trouble getting it in. It didn't really hurt, but she could feel it stretching the hole, and when she did get. a couple of inches of it in, it felt almost too tight. It was still wet from her throat, and her vagina had supplied a little fluid of its own, so she did manage to keep pushing it in without it binding very much, but it was awfully uncomfortable. She knew that the frankfurter was only a little bit longer than Phil's cock, so she gritted her teeth and kept working it slowly in until she was only holding it by about an inch on the end. She just left it in there for awhile and squeezed down on it, contracting and relaxing the muscles of her vagina until she felt them slowly begin to expand enough so that it felt as if it was starting to accept the presence of the big intruder.
Slowly she began to work it in and out, and although it was still a bit tight, it felt much better and again if she closed her eyes, she could picture Phil on the other end of the meat instead of her hand. The belly that had begun to lose some of its heat when she first put it in, was now beginning to come alive again. Her vagina was waking up and she was actually starting to get some satisfaction out of it as she began to ram the meat in and out of her body faster and faster and she was delighted to find that the sensation was working its way up from the area of her pussy right into the very depths of her insides. Her breath was coming in short puffs now, and it was starting to feel every bit as good as when she played with her clit with her fingers. She was definitely making progress. Maybe pretty soon she would even be able to shoot a load the way Ellen could not. And from the sparks that were beginning to saturate her insides, she had an idea that it might be sooner than she expected. Why not? Ellen was the same age as her. Maybe if she could get her body worked up to the proper pitch, it would give her a liquid response also.
She got no such violent response that night, although she did have what might be called several very acceptable orgasms. What she did accomplish, though, was a feeling of confidence about tomorrow. She was sure now that she would be able to take all the dick that Phil could give her, and that would be a very good first step on the way up to Jim's dick, and from there on, who knows? When she began to feel sleepy finally, she pulled the frankfurter out of her vagina for the last time, and not knowing what else to do with it, she ate it, and turned over and went happily to sleep.