Chapter 5
As Kandy expected Ellis was not too difficult to convince that a party was just what she and Timmy needed. He seemed especially reassured that it was going to be held at the lodge of Lawrence Fenwick, Ron's father. Ellis had read of Mr. Fenwick who was a noted big-game hunter and a fabulously wealthy oilman. He told the excited teenagers not to be too late and to have a good time. Surprisingly, Astrid did not utter a word and Kandy guessed that since the blowup at breakfast time she was not too anxious to cause anymore friction with the already unsympathetic Ellis.
Instead of taking the horses, one of the stable hands drove the youngsters to the meeting point in one of the jeeps of the Bar R. It seemed to Kandy that he gave her a knowing smirk when she told him where they were going. Probably just jealous that he works around all these rich people but never gets to socialize with them, she thought.
Ron was there with the rest of his friends, though they were on the point of leaving when the stable hand dropped Kandy and Timmy at the turnoff from the main trail. None of the kids were wearing western gear today but seemed to be garbed in outrageous party clothes.
When Ron's pretty sister, Sissy, came up to greet them and kissed them both on the mouth Kandy jumped back at the unexpected intimacy of her welcome. What is she, some kind of a dyke the confused virgin wondered; but then she kissed Timmy, too-perhaps she was just very affectionate by nature, Kandy decided.
"Hi ... I'm sure glad you could make it. We were beginning to think that daddy wasn't going to let you out," the brunette said enthusiastically.
"No problem," Kandy said a trifle defiantly and as she spoke Kandy noticed somewhat disconcertingly that the brunette was naked beneath her long, flimy dress. The young blonde thought it strange that she should be out here in broad daylight in such a getup.
Someone produced a large flask from the trunk of the longest black Cadillac that Kandy Timmy had ever seen. It looked like it was about two blocks long and the hood ornament was a pair of giant gold steer horns. Timmy whistled under his breath as he checked out the car. Must be a specially built job costing about twenty-five thousand at least, he gauged in awe.
Two glasses came out of the bar in the back seat and Kandy and Timmy found themselves with full glasses of amber colored liquid in them.
"Good whiskey, father has it sent over from Scotland," Ron said. "It sure kept us warm here last night."
"Last night? You mean you slept out here last night?"
"Yeah, we had an orgy here by the campfire," Ron answered catching the gleam of excitement mixed with embarrassment in her eyes as she spoke.
"An o-orgy ... uh ... aren't they usually naked ... I mean...." The poor girl was mmmmmmmm explained that the exercise kept them warm.
"Wow," Timmy exclaimed completely amazed by the casual way these people discussed sex.
Feeling strangely thirsty, Kandy had drained her glass of the aged mellow scotch and was beginning to feel light-headed, although she put this down to the mood of the bright and attractive group of young people, and the fact that she and Timmy had finally escaped from their bitch stepmother. Timmy, she saw, was giggling stupidly at Sissy and when it was suggested that it was time to go over to meet Ron and Sissy's father, the entranced teenaged boy automatically followed the voluptuous brunette girl into the back seat of the enormous black Cadillac.
"No, no, baby, you get in the front, Timmy," Sissy pushed him gently away. "Ron and I need all the rear seat to ourselves, so you sit in front with your sister and Jacky. Jacky loves driving and keeps his eyes on the road. I hope you don't mind, Kandy." Sissy could see the expression of disappointment of the young girl's face when she was excluded from the enormous rear part of the car. All the windows were of smoked glass and there was a smoked-glass partition between the driver's seat and the rear which could give the occupants in back total privacy from the chauffeur when it was closed.
Kandy gingerly carried the remains of her drink, which had been refilled almost before she knew it, into the front seat and looked back at Ron reclining nonchalantly against the plush cushions with his beautiful sister nestled by his side, a lascivious smile on her lips. Why did he have to sit with his sister anyway?
Ron pressed a button at his side and slowly the smoked glass partition rose, cutting Kandy off from her two new-found friends. She felt like a child pressing her face to a candy-store window as she peered dimly through the glass, but the scene which met her eyes soon chased all innocent thoughts out of her mind. What in the world was going on? They were supposed to be brother and sister, weren't they-brothers and sisters don't kiss each other passionately on the lips! Dear god, that crazy Sissy was fumbling with her brother's fly-she was taking his hardening cock out and rubbing it! Shocked to the very core of her being, Kandy swiveled her ears steadfastly to the front-she wasn't going to watch their incestuous exhibition. She glanced at Jacky to see if he was aware of what was happening in the back of the car-if he was, his face was absolutely expressionless.
"You guys all set?" Jacky called out to the others piling into the Cadillac white convertible parked alongside. They waved and Timmy leaned out the window to wave back, wondering why his head was spinning.
"I don't feel too good, Kandy," he mumbled thickly to his sister sitting beside him, in the middle. "I think I'm going to pass out."
Must be the scotch, Kandy thought to herself, and for a few seconds unreasoning panic swept over her and she suddenly wondered if she had been right to trust these rich, decadent people. But no, they were so friendly and gentle they couldn't be evil. This was an adventure and there was Ron-she found him one of the most sexually exciting men she had ever met-not realizing that it was the liquor she was consuming which was influencing her and producing this lightheadedness and the sudden heat between her legs. Her clitoris had begun to pulsate and throb maddeningly, aching for satisfaction.
She was starting to get worried about Timmy though, and she turned to the dividing glass to ask Ron to open the window, mouthing the words silently against the glass and pointing at Timmy whose head was lolling on his chest. No reaction from the sensuously writhing couple in back so she decided to try Jacky.
"Can you open the window, Jacky? I don't think Timmy's feeling well, in fact I think he's either drunk or sick."
"I think your baby brother can look after himself. Besides, I don't want to interrupt Ron and Sissy in the back when they're fucking."
Kandy stared at him unbelievingly. Was this guy insane-that was incestuous-not for a second thinking of the feelings she had for her own brother.
Suddenly, Jacky pushed on a speaker in the dashboard. "We've got a junior voyeur up here, Ronnie boy." The horrified Kandy heard Jacky say into the speaker.
"Cool with me man, I'll turn on the light so she doesn't miss a trick."
"No," Kandy protested. "I just wanted to tell you about my brother, he's sick and passed out...." Her voice trailed off as she peered into the rear where two recessed lights gave sufficient illumination for her to see both Ron and his sister, Sissy, stark naked! Kandy turned her head away with a jolt, a hot flush of embarrassment reddening her cheeks. When Jacky glanced at her, his lips curled in a sneering smirk; the young blonde virgin girl felt both angry and confused that he obviously considered her prudish and inexperienced. Both qualities she equated with her nagging stepmother.
Then she heard Ron's voice through the speaker; "If this trip is a little too heavy for you, Kandy, maybe we should let you out and you can get one of the hands to pick you up and take you back to daddy at the Bar R." The nasty suggestion was followed by unintelligible mumbling, then Sissy's voice came over loud and clear, "oh, Ron, hurry, eat my cunt, go down on me. . . !
Kandy was in a quandary. A small voice at the back of her brain told her she should order them to stop the car at a phone booth and she'd call the Bar R and get them to come and pick her up inventing some excuse about the party being cancelled. But on the other hand her pussy was pulsating even more maddeningly as it never had done before, she just didn't know what had come over her.
Then she made her decision. I'll show them I'm no prude-they can do whatever they like even if they are brother and sister. Suddenly, the memory of her naked night with her own brother flooded back to her, the unbidden thought of his young penis quickly increasing the tingling thrills in her wetly hot cunt so that she wriggled her thighs together to exert pressure from her tight jeans on her now fully aroused clitoris.
The drunk teenaged virgin brushed her long blonde curls back from her face and turned her head to sneak a surreptitious look through the glass.
Ron was kneeling on the thick carpet, his back to the watching Kandy and his sister lay stretched out in total abandon on the back seat, her hands gripping the long hair at the back of his head buried between her wantonly out-spread thighs. From the movement of Ron's head it was obvious that the handsome teenager, the muscles of his lean back flexing all the way down to his taut buttocks, was blatantly engaged in licking his own sister's cunt while his hands caressed and gripped her full satiny white breasts, powerfully kneading the moon-like globes and flicking his fingers over the sharply protruding rose pink nipples.
The lust-inflamed Sissy, rolled her head from side to side in slow movements of ecstasy, saw the smoky image of the face pressed against the glass peering at them, so she lifted a hand from Ron's bobbing head, placed her fingers to her sensuous lips and blew Kandy a kiss.
The sixteen year old blonde trembled with a sudden surge of desire mixed with jealousy. She had only toyed with the idea of being fucked by Ron and losing her virginity to him, but now, strangely stirred by the effects of the alcohol she was instinctively challenged by the sexual success his own sister was having over him. Almost in tears with frustration and the uncontrollable hot itch in her pussy, Kandy turned her head away.
She heard Jacky's voice speaking on the intercom, continuing his childish game of chauffeur.
"Hey, Ronnie, our little blonde friend wants a ringside seat." Jacky, who usually preferred cars to girls, was aroused by the almost tangible desire emanating from the hot little blonde sitting on the seat beside him, and he took one hand from the steering wheel of the speeding car to roughly paw at Kandy's heaving breasts under her thin silk shirt.
She shrugged him away abruptly with a gesture of annoyance, he added, wryly "You've gotta get her a better seat, Ronnie."
The frustrated girl had considered Jacky as a possible solution to ease her inflamed cunt, but she itched for Ron-and besides she didn't want Jacky driving off the road.
"That's cool," she heard Sissy's voice come through the speaker, followed by Ron's voice calling out, "Yeah, do it, man, pull over. You want to get in back with us, Kandy?"
The teenaged virgin wondered if she really should, and what would Timmy say if he saw?
What would the others think of her? Oh dear god, she wanted to be naked with Ron alone, not to be just an onlooker. Jacky decided the matter for her as he power braked the black Cadillac to a screaming halt.
"All right, do it," he said with an angry note in his voice, "otherwise you and your brother can piss off and go home like good little kids to daddy ... We don't need any children around here."
Children! That did it! Kandy decided there wouldn't be any harm in sitting with the incestuous lovers in back. She saw herself as being sanely objective, while her body ached to be close to them-both of them, naked and beautiful.
"Watch Timmy, please Jacky ... He's pretty out of it." She saw the dividing window slide silently down and Jacky helped her climb over the front seat into the spacious rear seat area, scented with heavy perfume, a thick mink rug on the floor, mirrors recessed in the ceiling and corners on either side of the smoked grass rear window and a well-stocked cocktail cabinet.
The blonde girl jumped when she felt Jacky's finger press hard into the crotch of her jeans as he helped her over, thinking with embarrassment that he would have felt the hot wetness between her thighs. Her eyes stared hypnotized at the magnetic sight of Ron's stiffly erected penis which was being lovingly stroked by the elegant long fingers of his sister, even as he moved about helping her to get comfortable. And Sissy was uninhibitedly fingering herself with her other hand.
"I suppose you know you're interrupting something beautiful between my brother and me," Sissy said, a lascivious smile playing about her sensuous mouth. Kandy gazed half-alarmed, half-attracted at the brunette whose eyes were slightly glazed wondering if it was the dim lighting which gave her that slightly demented expression.
God above, what have I walked into the inexperienced young blonde wondered. But the fire burning in her cunt overrode any last prickings of conscience, as Sissy threw her long arms around Ron and pulled him down over her outstretched body. "I was nearly ready to cum," she said, clamping her open mouth over her brother's while guiding his wetly glistening penis into her lividly inflamed cunt excited by her feverish fingering. The lust-crazed brunette ground her hips up to greet her brother's rampaging cock as if wanting to devour it whole. Kandy could see her scarlet slit spread wide as Ron shoved the whole of his swollen rod up into Sissy's vaginal depths with a groan of satisfaction.
Horrified and yet fascinated by the scene of lewd incestuous debauchery, the unnaturally aroused girl could only watch goggle-eyed as Sissy threw her long white legs around Ron's pumping buttocks, mewling with uncontrollable pleasure that Kandy had only dimly thought of attempting with her won beloved brother.
"Oooooohhhhhh Ron," she chanted through wide-open mouth and lust-flared nostrils. "It's so good ... Your cock's so big ... aaaaaahhhhhh" she rolled her head back and forth throwing her brown hair softly over her ecstasy-contorted face. Moaning in wild abandon, Sissy seemed to be totally unaware that they had an audience, and the depraved siblings liked nothing better than to give an exhibition of fucking to the innocent young Kandy.
Kandy, despite herself had to admit that the other girl's body was sensationally sensual-and without realizing it, the longer she examined the exciting nakedness of the brunette locked in lewd embrace with her brother, the more intense became her own sexual stimulation. The need for some sort of satisfaction to the urgent demands of her excited pussy was almost driving her insane.
In one way she was shocked and stunned at the couple's total lack of any normal standards of behavior, but at the same time a new insanity invaded her and she knew there was nowhere else in all the world that she would rather be than racing along in a custom-built Cadillac to a party at the home of these rich decadent kids.
Sissy's long fingers were clawing at Ron's plunging buttocks in a desperate frenzy increasing the tempo of his thrusts and shoving her wetly oozing cunt up to match his jackhammer strokes. Knowing that Kandy's eyes were riveted on Ron's sperm-bloated balls as they smacked against her milky white upturned inner thighs and his pistoning rod plunging into her sparsely hair-lined cuntal crevice, Sissy was reaching new heights of erotic stimulation and a low animal groan escaped her.
"Oh yeah ... there ... fuck me harder ... fuck me till I scream ... I can't get enough of your cock!" Her hungrily pumping pussy slid up and down on her brother's penis with complete abandonment. Sissy's eyes widened and she began wantonly writhing her hips, seeking to have his cock scrape every nerve ending inside her quivering cuntal sheath.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaa. ... Jesus ... I love it. aaaaaahhhhhh" she screamed her head flailing from side to side, catching sight of the maddeningly excited teenager watching them with staring eyes and mouth half-open as one hand, almost of its volition, fumbled with the fastenings of her jeans to furtively sneak a hand down to press on her hotly palpitating clitoris. Both Sissy and Ron had sensed in her a latent passion for sex and both knew that the bizarre sight of them writhing naked together and the scotch working its effects on her, would have the poor girl hot for some kind of satisfaction.
His voluptuous brunette sister turned Ron's head so that he could see how the debauched exhibition was affecting their innocent friend. "Do it kid; let it all hang out; pull your panties off so you can play in your cunt. Too bad Timmy's so out of it; we could have a sibling four-ay!" Ron pulled his sister's face around to kiss her, grunting into her mouth.
It was all just a little too blatant, Kandy thought shaking her head in wonderment, unable to speak with her almost overwhelming desire tightening her throat. If they only knew about herself and Timmy. Not that they had gone this far. It was not an outrageous exhibition like this.
Ron knew that his narcissistic sister's frantic writhing under him was due to the presence of the little blonde and his own mounting lust was almost reaching the boiling point. For the last two or three minutes, he had felt he was about to go out of his mind with the hotly clasping cunt bringing his cock to a thicker, even more rampant hardness.
It was extraordinary the way she could control her cuntal muscles, he marveled to himself, contracting and expanding as if her cunt had independent control of its succulent self; contracting as he rammed forward into its silken recesses, enticing it ever, further and further into her belly and convulsively nibbling on it-lighting up thousands of nerves to send electric thrills through its swollen length. My sister can't get enough cock, he thought. Lucky me! And by the looks of that blonde virgin over there, she's dying for it too. He had to cum or his balls would burst from the power of his boiling cum.
"Yes ... yes ... yes ... cum ... of shit ... fuck me ... fuck me fuck me ... don't ever stop," Sissy gasped underneath him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. For a moment, Ron thought his wildly fucking sister was going to break him in half as the potent sperm built up in his loins and her convulsing young cunt milked his frantically jerking penis.
And then it all became too much for him. He could hold back no longer and suddenly he shouted his release. "Jesus Christ ... me too ... I'm cummmiiinnnggggggggg."
The words sounded like an obscenity to the voyeuristically observing Kandy. She thought she would scream with frustration-why couldn't she have that rampaging rod shoved into her pussy? Her fingering of her unbearably hot clitoris had only succeeded in driving her to the brink of a climax, and she felt as if she was about to go out of her mind, the tortured young girl gazed at his lust-spent body collapsing on top of his sister's voluptuous body and they both lay still on the seat for several minutes.
"I wanted more," Kandy heard Sissy complain. That girl is insatiable, the jealous blonde thought. She looked through the glass partition to see Jacky concentrating on his driving impervious to the orgy in the back seat and Timmy, still half in his drunken stupor, hanging his head out of the side window to allow the cool breeze to blow over his face. Kandy hoped that her brother would stay absorbed with his hangover problem until they reached the Fenwick's hunting lodge. She was just about to inquire how much further it was when she turned to the brother and sister beside her.
Sissy's brunette head was buried in her brother's lap, taking his half-slackened member into her soft warm mouth, her tongue swirling around his male flesh to bring it once again into blood-engorged stiffness. With a wet sucking sound she withdrew her luscious red lips from around the once more rigid rod with a smirk. "You can just keep on going, can't you, Ron? Come on, let's do it, Fuck me again before my cunt burns up." Turning to the silent Kandy, she added. "You like his cock? Huge isn't it?" knowing full well that the inexperienced girl would hardly have any points of comparison and knowing also that what heights of unsatisfied lust the exhibition was driving the lust-crazed girl.
"This one's for me, huh, Ron?" Sissy gazed up at him with lust-glazed eyes and spread her milky white thighs wide apart to expose the livid slit of her cunt streaming with the creamy white cum juice he had just pumped into her belly.
The erotic sight was more than invitation enough for the horny young Ron, and once more he slithered upward between her widespread thighs and shoved his thick rubbery cock-head to part her wetly quivering cuntal lips. Again, Kandy heard the little mewls and groans of pleasure coming from both of them and clamped her thighs tightly together to try to calm the whorish sensation which was irrestibly forcing her to press her hand onto her hotly pulsating pubic mound.
Never before in her life had she experienced such an irresistible sense of fascination; the unnatural sight and obscene sucking sounds held her absolutely spellbound. Her sensitive breasts were throbbing with a desire of their own. Before easing her lace panties down, Kandy checked to make sure Timmy and Jacky weren't looking-though she realized that the driver would hardly be able to take his eyes off the road and press his face to the glass partition.
The very movement of slipping the tight jeans over her shapely slim hips gave Kandy an illicit thrill, a sense of abandonment that suited her mood of running away to a newfound freedom. I just can't help myself. I've got to do it or I'll go completely mad. Let them look. Let them all have a good look!
With eyes partly closed with sexual euphoria she watched Ron's rhythmic back and forth sawing motion, never quite drawing his rock-hard cock all the way out, but leaving its tip inside his sister's frantically nibbling cuntal flesh, driving her into a frenzy.
An electric jolt shot through Kandy, and she nearly cried out in alarm as she suddenly felt Ron's hand clamped over her own which was fingering her wildly palpitating clitoris. He pushed her fingers away and expertly massaged the silky cuntal flesh, drawing moisture from her vaginal hole to make the juicy bud of her clitoris even more slippery.
"What are you doing? Oh, yes ... do it some more ... I love it. ... yes. ... oooooohhhhhh yes ... finger fuck me ... oh further in my cunt . ...
Kandy was beside herself with ecstasy, her legs extended stiffly in front of her as her alcohol-aroused body reacted to the illicit thrill of being fingered by a man who was simultaneously fucking his beautiful brown-haired sister. One corner of her mind rebelled against the perversity of the act, but she was powerless to move the hand which was reaching into her virginal flesh-she never wanted it to stop.
He was sliding his finger around her virginal hole, teasing her, then with unbelievably sweet pressure pressing on the twitching bud of her clitoris. Kandy was in heaven, thrusting her vagina up to meet his finger. But he wouldn't take her virginity. She desperately wanted him to. Then suddenly wave after wave of erotic sensation swept over her and violent tremors shot through her entire body.
"Dear god. ... oh. ... yes. ... I can't help it ... I'M CUMING ... CUUUMMMMMMMM-MMMMIIINNNNNNNNNN-NNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG" she moaned helplessly, thrashing her head from side to side and squirming her body uncontrollably, her face contorted in ecstasy.
Simultaneously, the frantically fucking brother and sister groaned their release into each other's mouths, muttering unintelligible obscenities.
Suddenly, she blushed in embarrassment-both Ron and Sissy were looking at her, legs splayed apart with her jeans and panties halfway down her legs, her satisfied cunt exposed for their leering eyes. Hardly daring to look the incestuous pair in the face, she awkwardly and somewhat reluctantly attempted to pull her jeans up to cover the mop of damp silken pubic curls nestling between her firm young thighs; although it did strike her as being ridiculous-feeling ashamed when Ron and Sissy were totally naked and didn't seem to care whether she looked as much as she wanted. She glanced at them shyly, seeing that they preferred her in the nude, and when Sissy leaned forward to tug her jeans back off Kandy hardly protested.
This was Ron's cue to act. His semi-slack penis swung crudely as he crouched up and pulled the shy virgin down between himself and his naked sister, unbuttoning her shirt in the process. They both ignored her weak protests as Sissy completed the stripping by taking off her shoes.
Suddenly, in a trance-like haze of self-stimulated sexual excitement enhanced by the effects of the straight scotch, the teenaged blonde found herself naked, her lithe young body being caressed and fondled all over in every intimate part by Ron and his sister. Now Sissy was kissing her dainty little breasts, taking her small pointed nipples into her mouth one by one and nibbling them gently, sending fiery thrills down to her belly and pubic mound where a renewed throbbing of her clitoris caused her to writhe on the seat. What was Sissy? Some kind of perverted lesbian?
As Ron changed position so that he could kiss Kandy full on the mouth, his tongue that had licked his own sister's cunt darted between her lips, she felt searching fingers probing into her cuntal slit, tenderly circling her clitoral bud, going a little further down in exploration of the entrance to her vagina.
"Oh yes ... I want it ... I want you to fuck me ... take my cherry ... fuck me ... fuck me!" the tortured young girl moaned. She reached down to guide his probing finger so that he could push his way through that barrier, her maidenhead. Shit! It was his sister's hand. Sissy was fingering her. Instinctively, Kandy shied away from the probing finger-all her inhibitions and fears of lesbianism suddenly making her freeze with fear.
"What it it, angel? Haven't you ever had a woman teasing your cunt before? You really are an innocent, aren't you?" Sissy's voice sounded cynically superior.
"Sure I have," Kandy lied. She was sick of being treated like a child. She supposed she'd just have to act it out, be as sophisticated as they expected her to be-besides, there was certainly something thrilling, about being touched so intimately by another woman, especially one as seductively beautiful as Sissy.
Before relaxing back against the seat again to let Ron kiss her and fondle her breasts, Kandy nevertheless betrayed her innocence by saying: "You won't put your finger all the way in, will you Sissy?" and she heard the more experienced brunette laugh.
"It's all right for you to get her cherry, Ron, but not for me. Whatever happened to equality? Still, daddy is going to be really happy that we're bringing home a virgin."
"Belt up, Sis ... Just ignore her, Kandy," Ron said gruffly and placed his arms comfortingly around the young girl, drawing her young naked body close against his, pressing her firm young breasts against his chest.
Kandy responded to his manly protective gesture, kissing him passionately and running her fingers down his spine to feel the taut muscles of his buttocks, something she had longed to do ever since she had seen his sister caress him there. But she was still slightly shocked when Ron turned his head away to ask Sissy to suck his cock.
"Wrap your mouth right around it and lick it underneath-you know that's how I like it best," he said to his sister. "I want to cum in your mouth while I'm kissing the little virgin," the debauched young man added lewdly.
Once again the sixteen year old blonde wondered just how sophisticated she had to be to accept everything the depraved brother-sister duo did and said. But there was no turning back now-she was in too deep.
Sissy's fingers were back at her tender little pussy, massaging the center of her cuntal excitement and the innocent girl watched the brunette's bobbing head greedily suck and leaving Ron's long hard cock, gulping at the throbbing rod of hot flesh buried deep inside her ovaled red lips.
Suddenly, Kandy stiffened with anxiety as she began to have second thoughts about what she was doing, the full enormity of her depravity weighing on her mind. But she was in an inescapable position between these two lust-crazed siblings in the back of a bizarrely equipped speeding Cadillac, and when Ron, who had been caressing the silken skin of her back moved his hand slowly down over her ass-cheeks and down into the deep valley between her-tender moons, inserting his little finger slightly into her tightly clenched anus, she was unable to avoid his probing finger or even to cry out as his mouth was plastered over hers.
Kandy stiffened her whole body as a mute protest at this invasion of her most private orifice, fear racing through her muddled brain. But Sissy's expert knowing fingers were arousing anew the fire in her loins and gradually Kandy relaxed the anal muscles around Ron's intruding finger and allowed him to rotate it very gently. Jesus, the aroused girl thought brazenly. I actually like a finger in my ass-hole! They can do anything they like with me and I'll do anything they want me to do to them-she had never felt this aroused in all her life.
Now Kandy realized with a lecherous thrill that Ron's fingers which were playing around her vaginal slit were meeting the clitoris-caressing fingers of his sister. She could hear the wet sucking sounds of Sissy's luscious lips working at Ron's rampant cock standing upright from his loins. The shaft was glistening wetly from Sissy's overflowing saliva as her fingers circled around the base of his upstanding penis, and she stroked in rhythm as she drew up and down with her tightly ovaled mouth. Her face, Kandy noticed, had changed as she labored over her brother's loins. She was in a sexual rapture of her own, her breath coming in short jerky spurts.
The atmosphere in the back of the Cadillac was heavy with the musky smell of sex and sweat, the odor of moist cunt and Ron's thick white orgasmic fluid, which she had seen dribbling down the inside of Sissy's legs. The attentions Kandy was receiving from the debauched siblings were driving her to insane heights of sexual passion. She could feel her orgasm building up within her, coaxed out of her by Sissy's nimble fingers. And then, suddenly, she was cumming yet again. It was impossibly wonderful, that she could reach a climax to a girl's fingers, but it was true, she was having another orgasm.
"Ron ... oh, Ron ... kiss me hard, quick ... ohhhhhh ... do it to me ... it's too fantastic...." she moaned into his mouth then louder, much louder when Sissy brought her mouth from Ron's saliva-wet cock and licked Kandy's quivering cunt as she reached the very apex of her mounting climax.
"Oooooohhhhhh god ... I don't believe this. ... ooohhh again. . . .I'm cccuuummmmmmiiinnnggg again!" Her moans of delight at this unexpected bonus were louder than she thought-nor did she know that Jacky the driver had left the intercom speaker switched on so he could listen in to the lewd party in the back seat.
It brought Timmy out of his drunken stupor. He sat up with a start, at first wondering where the hell he was, then realizing it was Kandy's voice he was hearing, he panicked, believing that his sister was being raped or something. He swung around, tried to pull down the glass partition, and when he found it impossible to move tried to peer into the darkened interior. He could hardly see a damn thing except vague forms of naked humans. He looked questioningly at Jacky who only grinned snidery back.
"You want to catch some of the action, kid? I'll tell them to turn on the light." Jacky pressed the intercom button. "Hey, you guys, The kid wants to make sure his sister is having a good time. Flick the light switch will you?"
Timmy's face, pressed against the glass, went white. His wonderful, beloved sister Kandy, his secret love, was kissing or sucking one side of Ron's cock which was stiffly erected, and Ron's sister, Sissy, just as naked as Kandy, was sucking the other side of his cock. And the big creep just lay back on the seat of the Cadillac grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"I hate her" Timmy muttered under his breath, turning his head and staring fixedly at the road.
"Hey, kid," Jacky said teasingly. "Your sister's pretty easy. ... Is she always like that?"
Timmy flushed with anger. He wanted to hit the driver across his filthy mouth, his heart sinking with the realization of what they must all think of Kandy, his beautiful sister. All he could do was tell Jacky to shut up, and for the rest of the journey he stared out the window, his mind a torment of jealousy and rage, especially when he remembered how terribly embarrassed and ashamed he had been that first night at the Bar R when he had shot his hot white sperm all over his sister's breasts, and later creeping onto her sleeping body and doing it again between the cheeks of her ass.
Despite his anger now and the jealous pang in his guts, seeing her crouching naked in the back of the car with her lovely round buttocks only a couple of feet from his face, and seeing the gloriously voluptuous nude body of Sissy beside her stirred his loins so much he felt his penis rising stiffly in his pants.
"If Kandy can do that for Ron and Sissy does it for her brother she can fucking well do it to me," he mumbled, desperately.