Chapter 4
Brad Bankston stared into the darkness and felt the warmth emanating from his wife's body only inches away. He wasn't thinking of Lucy's lovely nakedness at the moment, though. He was thinking of his lovely young daughter upstairs and was wondering if she and his handsome young son had ever had sexual relations. Maybe they were even sexing it up right then, he thought, feeling his cock lifting into an erection.
He wouldn't blame them and if they could handle the situation all right it wouldn't do them any harm. Incest hadn't caused him any trouble. It hadn't been a problem for his sister, either. In fact, he still managed to make it with Helen quite often. She was also married and lived in a town about a hundred miles away.
Her husband was a nice guy, even if he was just about as stuffy as a man could be. According to Helen, Walt didn't even go for oral sex. Helen had to find that kind of pleasure outside of marriage. And, as she was a very orally oriented person, she had to do it often.
Brad had automatically moved a hand down to his cock. That organ was thrusting stiffly. He clasped the hard and thick shaft with his fingers and let his mind drift back to the first time he had fucked his sister.
He had been thirteen, Helen had been fourteen. She had been beautifully stacked even then and she was still a lovely woman at forty-one. She had been a virgin and he had never had a piece of ass. They had been alone in the house on that exciting day. In the living room, playfully fighting over a magazine she had grabbed from his hands, they had fallen to the soft carpet.
They had rolled around and her dress had hiked high on her thighs. Feeling her warm flesh, and her breasts through her blouse and bra, he had gotten a hard-on. One of her hands had made contact with the big bulge and his cock had immediately started making little jerking movements. Her fingers had squeezed his throbbing organ and she had pulled his mouth to hers with her other hand and arm.
He had returned her passionate, tongue-probing kiss and within about ten seconds his cock had exploded. Embarrassed, he had pulled his mouth and tongue from his sexy sister's and rolled over on his back. She had moved with him, keeping a firm grip on his prick through his clothes. Unlike the many times when he had beat off a batch of cream, his cock hadn't lost any of its hardness. Still passionate, but suddenly apprehensive about what he and his sister had done and what they might do-as well as being very uncomfortable because of shooting off in his pants-he had pulled away, scrambled to his feet, and hauled ass for his bedroom.
By the time he had removed his clothes and cleaned his wet cock on his undershorts, intending to go to the bathroom and do a better job, Helen had appeared in the doorway. Smiling, her eyes on his poking prick, she had walked up to him and wrapped her fingers around his thrusting tool.
The next few minutes had always been a little hazy in his mind. Even then it had seemed like a very exciting dream. While slowly stroking his stiff cock, Helen had met his eyes and calmly stated that she wanted to be fucked. She had used the four-letter word that was supposed to be so terrible and that had added to his excitement. He had never heard any female use the forbidden word before. He had just stared and had continued to stare as she let go of his throbbing pecker, stepped back, and quickly removed her clothes.
After Helen had climbed onto the bed, his eyes never leaving her lovely nakedness, he hadn't wasted any time in joining her. He had snuggled in between her eagerly parted legs and let her do the guiding. He had heard and read enough to know what to do, but he hadn't really been prepared for the wonderful sensation as his hard cockhead had been engulfed by his sister's very hot and very tight cunt.
When his swollen cockhead had been encompassed by the quivering cunt flesh, and had made contact with the taut membrane, Helen had told him to shove on in. He had obeyed and the resistance had been very slight. He had known that if he hadn't ejaculated so recently he would have done so while sinking his cock and balls deep in the palpitating pussy. As it was, he had only lasted for about sixty seconds and about half that many thrusts.
Helen had melted into a spasmodic orgasm just as his cock had spurted and flooded her-clutching snatch. There hadn't been much blood and no pain for his hot-ass sister. They had gone to the bathroom and he had showered while she had soaked in a tub of hot water. There hadn't been all that much talk, but they had agreed to continue sharing the greatest pleasure they had ever experienced.
His sister had come on with words about not being ashamed of something that was so natural and didn't really do anybody any harm. She hadn't had to convince him-and he was so hooked on the pleasure and her body he wouldn't have stopped even if he had felt shame and guilt.
They had happily grabbed many pleasure-filled moments, minutes, and hours after that first thrilling experience. And they had soon tried all the various sexual acts possible between a willing male and female. Fellatio, cunnilingus, anilingus, anal coition-they had tried and enjoyed them all.
Helen had gone down on him first. The wondrous sensation of having his hard cock in her sweet mouth and down her throat had caused him to want to return the favor. The very first time, she had sucked him off to a spurting finish. She had swallowed the hot cream just as greedily as she had sucked, too. She had had to give him a few instructions the first time he performed cunnilingus.
Not that he had hesitated about burying his face between her warm and sleek thighs. The delectable odor had really turned him on. After kissing and licking the hot and moist pussy lips, and liking the taste, he had delved his tongue deep into the wet folds of cunt flesh. Losing himself in the strange pleasure of tonguing his sister's tasty twat, he had had to be told-and urged by her fingers clutching at his bobbing head-to go higher and make contact with her clitoris.
He had seemed to instinctively know exactly what to do then. After lapping the slippery elongated passion-button for a few seconds, and getting a big bang out of the intimate oral act, he had tilted her crotch so he could get his mouth in on the heated action. Squeezing her firm ass with his fingers wile sucking and lapping her erect clit, he had been amazed at the amount of juice that had flowed when she had spasmed. Even then he had known that a female didn't shoot off like a male, but there had been such a steady flow of secretions he'd had a little trouble swallowing all of the tasty stuff.
He had really developed a taste for pussy juice and he and Helen had spent just about as much time locked in a sixty-nine embrace as they had in plain and fancy fucking. They had experimented and learned to enjoy fucking in all the various positions-with Helen doing most of the leading. She had been the first to try anilingus. He had really gone ape over that sensation and had learned to enjoy returning the favor.
Helen had also first suggested corn-holing. He had been apprehensive, as he had felt that it would hurt her too much. Even then his cock had been thick and a little over seven inches in length when hard and stiff. By the time he reached eighteen his organ had measured slightly over nine inches when thrusting stiffly. He wasn't exactly a giant among men-as he had seen pictures of cocks expanded as long as thirteen inches-but he figured he was very well-endowed in the pecker department without being freakish.
They had used Vaseline the first few times, but had eventually just depended upon pussy juice. After a few strokes into his sister's hot and tight cunt, he would pull out and shove his slippery prick into her very hot and very tight asshole.
He had later used the same lubricant when fucking other females in the ass. That had been a couple of years later, though, after he and Helen had agreed to seek and find other partners. They had often double-dated with other young couples and most of the girls and boys had gotten a special kick because of the fact that he and his sister were having sex together.
He and Helen had never been jealous. They had both been happy in the knowledge that both were enjoying sexual pleasure in all the various ways. Most of the various ways, anyhow. Helen had soon discovered that she liked the gay stuff, the aggressive role as well as the passive, but he had been pleased to find that he had no desire to experiment with males.
Not that he hadn't gotten a kick out of watching Helen having sex with another fellow. He hadn't minded observing her sucking a cock, but he had really gotten a bang out of watching her being pronged by some other guy-and she had gotten pleasure from seeing him sexing it up with another girl.
It had been over a month since he had seen his sister. He had driven over for a short visit six weeks before, actually, and he and Helen had managed to spend a couple of hours together. It had been on a Saturday afternoon and his square brother-in-law had been away playing golf. Lucy had wanted to stay home that day for some reason and he hadn't protested. He never quizzed his wife about her activities, as he didn't want her to start asking questions, and he'd often wished that he could find the nerve to tell her about his secret desires and wishes.
He didn't care if Lucy did have a stud or two on the side. He would like to watch her with another man, really, and if his brother-in-law was different there could have been many happy foursome scenes over the years. There was also the possibility of having many happy foursome scenes right in his own immediate family!
God, but Nancy had really developed into an exciting and lovely girl! She had the body of a woman, actually, and he could sense that she was just as sexy as she looked. He had taken a few liberties without any protests from her. He knew damned well that she had felt his cock get hard when he had playfully pulled her down onto his lap. A couple of times he had kissed her sweet lips while hugging and squeezing her delightful young body. Her firm ass had squirmed against his lifting cock and he'd had to push her away to keep from losing control.
Sometimes he even felt that she wanted him to lose control. He would be willing to bet just about anything that she didn't have her cherry. And he wouldn't be surprised to find that Jeff was pronging Nancy. Maybe he should have a talk with them and "Can't you go to sleep, Brad?"
Lucy hadn't made a move to touch Brad and he knew she had just sensed that he was wide awake. He was still holding onto his stiff prick, but he hadn't moved his hand or his body. He knew that if he started using his hard cock on his sexy wife it would take twenty to thirty minutes for him to get his gun and he had to get up early the next morning.
"I don't seem to be the only one unable to go to sleep," he said, removing his fist from his thrusting tool.
"Is something bothering you, honey? Are you having problems at the office?"
"Everything's fine at the office," Brad said, successfully resisting the sudden temptation to tell Lucy at least a part of what he had been thinking about. He had his own very profitable insurance agency and was fortunate enough not to have to worry about finances. He put a hand over and gently squeezed his naked wife's nearest big and very firm breast. "I guess I just got to day-dreaming and got turned on, baby."
Lucy slipped a hand down, felt his hard cock, and wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft. "You are turned on, aren't you! I hope you were thinking of me!"
"Nobody else," Brad lied, feeling a little guilty because he hadn't been thinking about his lovely wife. "I'm willing to do without some sleep if you are."
"You talked me in to it!"
As they both slept in the nude, all they had to do was push and kick the sheet down and off. Brad remained on his back and Lucy moved lower on the bed, keeping a firm grip on his thrusting prick while she got between his legs. She went down and began licking his balls. He clasped his hands behind his head and stared into the darkness, enjoying his wife's lavish oral attentions, suddenly wondering if his beautiful young daughter had ever taken a stiff pecker into her sweet mouth.
Lucy licked up along the underside of Brad's hard cock and kissed the blunt end. Then, as she opened her mouth wide and engulfed the swollen glans, he failed to suppress a little gasp. He'd had many blow-jobs from many different females, but each new experience was always just as thrilling as the first time had been.
When the female really performed fellatio because she wanted to, anyway-and Lucy was like Helen in that way-both got great pleasure out of sucking a cock and didn't just do it to please a partner. As he got great pleasure out of lapping a cunt, Brad thought, removing his hands from behind his head. He put his hands down and stroked Lucy's soft blonde hair. She had been twirling her tongue around the blood-engorged knob while she sucked. She began bobbing her head and taking more and more of his pulsating rod. Soon she was taking the glans deep in her throat on each downward movement.
She worked her throat muscles around the crown, then twirled her tongue around the hard meat when she lifted. He began making little hunching movements as she started sucking more furiously, suddenly wanting to give her the gushing reward he knew she so desperately wanted. But even by concentrating he couldn't ejaculate and after a few minutes she stopped sucking and said she had to rest her jaws.
He sat upright and told her that he wanted to go down on her. She got on her back and he got between her long and shapely legs. He breathed deeply, enjoying the delectable odor, propping on his elbows and using his thumbs to part the cuntal lips. The moist lips were puffy and he suddenly wondered if his hot-ass wife had been doing some fucking on the side. It had been three or four days since he had last fucked her. She could have been finger-fucking herself, of course. He had been having sex outside their marraige more and more lately and as a result had neglected his homework. Lucy lifted her ass from the mattress, pushing her gash against Brad's mouth, and he forgot everything except the pleasures of the moment. He licked up and down the slit a few times, slipped his hands under and grabbed his wife's firm and smooth buttocks, then shoved his tongue deep into her hot pussy. She settled her ass down on his clutching fingers and he began tongue-fucking her, jabbing his oral instrument as deeply as he could into the folds of clinging cunt-flesh again and again.
Her fingers went to his bobbing head, digging into his scalp, and she began to hunch demandingly. He knew that she was nearing a climax, but he didn't go to her clit. He burrowed his face deeper in her crotch, enjoying the feel of her silky-soft pussy hairs rubbing against his cheeks, and jabbed his tongue faster and faster. Within thirty seconds she moaned loudly, tensed, then shuddered through an orgasm. He sucked and swallowed the tangy juices until she went limp.
Then, not giving her a chance to rest, as he wanted to make her spasm again before he replaced his tongue with his throbbing cock, he began lapping her erect clitoris. She immediately began squirming again and he tilted her ass enough to get his lips in on the intimate oral act. He lapped and sucked her elongated passion-button until she bounced and bucked through an entire series of spasms.
This time when she sagged limply, he pulled his mouth from her succulent snatch and rested a cheek on a warm and rounded thigh. She had removed her clutching fingers from his head. He started to ass if she had been having sex with somebody else, but changed his mind. She would then ask him the same thing and he wasn't in the mood for lies even if she might be. Besides, she would probably think he was nuts if she were to find out his ideas on the subject.
He would like to watch her with another man, really, and he couldn't very well blame her for thinking he was crazy for having such a desire. But he would like to see her wriggling wildly under another man's mouth and tongue. Or under a female's mouth and tongue, for that matter. And he would really enjoy watching her getting pleasure from another man's prick pistoning in her pussy.
"I'm ready, Brad. Put it in."
Brad lifted and snuggled his thrusting cock in for the penetration. Lucy's smooth fingers were right there to do the guiding. He pushed at the right time and slowly eased his rigid shaft in until it was buried balls deep in his wife's hot and juicy cunt. She put her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers. He returned the passionate, tongue-probing kiss and began fucking her with slow and steady thrusts. She rolled her ass and hips and made counter-thrusts while her fingers clutched at his back and shoulders.
They broke the feverish kiss and Brad buried his face beside Lucy's, enjoying the clean, fresh smell of her soft blonde hair. They moved together for all of five minutes before Lucy quickened the pace. Brad met the faster tempo and slipped his hands down and gripped Lucy's flaring hips. This caused his chest to push down harder on her big, hard-nippled breasts. He was still coasting, still a long way from even starting his mad dash toward a climax, but that didn't stop him from enjoying to the utmost the way Lucy began bucking and wriggling wildly.
He started really pounding away, driving his big cock deep into her clutching cunt on each powerful thrust, slipping his hands under and clasping her wildly rotating ass. He pronged her through a spasmodic release, then lifted and braced on his hands and arms, his cock still hard and stiff and buried balls deep.
"That was great, honey. Sometimes I think you're too much for any one man, though!"
They usually had sex with the light on. Since they were in the darkness, and he couldn't see his wife's face clearly, Brad found the nerve to say, "Maybe you have a friend or two who would be willing to help you out."
Lucy laughed low in her throat. "I'll keep the idea in mind, but I can't think of anybody at the moment. I thought you might already have somebody helping out, though. Our sexual relations have tapered off somewhat the last few years, you know, and I've been thinking that you might be tired of the same old stuff."
Brad hesitated. He didn't know what to say. He was afraid that if he started talking he would say too much. He didn't want to take a chance on losing Lucy, and it entered his mind that she might be just trying to get him to admit that he did cheat on her.
"I'll let you know if I ever get tired of your sweet pussy," he said, chuckling and starting to prong her again. "Maybe after another fifty years or so I'll want to trade you in on some new stuff."
Lucy began moving with Brad's thrusts. "That was a nice thing to say," she said, tugging until his chest was again down on her spiked breasts. "I love you, honey, and no matter what happens I always will."
Brad didn't say anything. He loved his wife very much, but that didn't change the fact that he liked to have sex with other females.
They fucked long and blissfully, with Lucy making it at least three more times, but when Brad finally shot his load and flooded his wife's snapping pussy he was thinking of their lovely young daughter.
Nancy couldn't go to sleep. She had gotten drowsy while taking a hot bath, but once she had gotten in bed her thoughts had caused her to become wide awake. Her thoughts had also made her sexy-hot.
Thinking about her exciting experience with Vicki, and the fact that she was going to be able to watch Jeff making it with the gorgeous blonde, had her eager for the time to pass swiftly. Within a few days she was going to be able to have sex with Vicki's brother, too, and Wayne would be the second boy in her sex life.
She didn't want to ever stop having sex with Jeff, though. Not even after they got older and maybe even both got married. They could always fix it so they could get together from time to time and they might even be lucky enough to find understanding mates. Not that she would have to think about getting married in the near future, Nancy told herself.
She had been toying with her hard nipples, rolling each stiff tip between a thumb and forefinger, thrilling to the little electric-like shock waves rippling back and forth between her throbbing titties and her tingling twat. She was naked and covered only by a sheet. She slipped one hand down over her flat belly and parted the short and curly black hairs back from her moist cuntal lips. She started to slip a finger into her pulsing pussy, then changed her mind, asking herself why she should settle for masturbation when Jeff was right down the hall.
After their session late that afternoon they had decided not to have sex that evening, so Jeff could conserve his strength for the next day, but one ejaculation that night wouldn't slow him down with Vicki. Besides, he was probably still awake and having the same kind of erotic thoughts she was having-and it wouldn't be the first time she had gotten passionate and slipped down to her brother's bedroom, anyway.
Kicking the sheet aside, Nancy sat upright and swung from the bed. She hurried into the hallway, not bothering to turn on a light, fleetingly wondering if her parents were having sex at that moment. She and Jeff, alone and together, had often slipped downstairs and listened outside their parents' bedroom door. They had found it very exciting to listen to the protesting bed springs and the moans and groans of pleasure.
A few times they hadn't made it upstairs before giving each other relief in some manner-and she had often finger-fucked herself while listening to the exciting sounds.
In her brother's bedroom, Nancy moved close to the bed and there was enough light filtering through the drapes covering the windows to see that Jeff was asleep. He was on his back. She slowly pulled the sheet from his body and was glad to see that he was naked. Her excitement soaring, she walked around to the foot of the bed.
Jeff's legs were parted and his limp cock was flopped back on his stomach. Nancy knew that his organ, which she often thought of as a wonderful pleasure-prong, was more than the average even for a grown man. The truly lovely tool was a fraction over seven inches in length and was actually growing all the time. She hadn't measured it in over a month and as she slowly and carefully climbed onto the bed she decided that she would have to soon check the length again.
Then, as she snuggled in between her brother's muscular legs, she couldn't keep from wondering about the size of Wayne's cock. She should have asked Vicki, she thought, using one hand to gently lift Jeff's soft prick. Not that the size was really all that important. So she had read, anyway.
Nancy leaned over and took her brother's cockhead into her mouth. She began sucking and twirling her tongue and the tasty flesh slowly grew hard. The shaft stiffened under her caressing fingers and she cupped Jeff's heavy balls with her other hand. She felt Jeff lurch upward and heard his little gasp.
"What a wonderful way to wake up!"
Nancy kept sucking for a few more seconds, getting the delightful dick totally erect, then pulled her mouth and tongue away. Jeff had put his hands on her shoulders. He removed them and Nancy said she wanted to take a ride. He chuckled and told her that he didn't want to come until after he had gone down on her. Saying that was good news, she allowed him to put his legs together, then quickly straddled him and his poking prick.
Balancing on one hand and arm, she used her other hand to guide his rigid rod into her steaming snatch. They both moaned with pleasure when she lowered and speared his hard cock all the way into her clinging cunt. She began moving up and down slowly, thrilling to the wondrous sensation, already well on the way to a blissful climax, but trying to hold back so as to prolong the wonderful pleasure.
Jeff began squeezing Nancy's swaying titties and when his fingers made contact with her erect nipples she couldn't keep from quickening the tempo of her movements. She began bouncing faster and faster on her brother's thrusting cock, wriggling her ass and hips while hunching in such a way as to stimulate her clit, and soon she melted into a spasmodic release. He let her rest for a few seconds, his cock still hard and stiff, then told her that he wanted to make it in the sixty-nine position all the way.
She liked the idea and told him so. She lifted and there was a little popping sound as her clinging cunt left his slippery shaft. He remained on his back and she walked around on her knees until she could straddle his head. His hands grabbed her ass-cheeks and tugged her crotch down over his face. She settled her pussy lips down over his mouth and thrilled to the way his tongue snaked into her juicy hotbox.
Since she had climaxed so recently, she was able to enjoy the delightful sensation of being tongue-fucked without starting on the wild dash toward an orgasm. She steadied Jeff's rigid cock by holding onto the thick shaft with a thumb and forefinger, then licked her own secretions from the thrusting organ, remembering how she had also liked the taste of Vicki's juices.
The heady male-smell added to her pleasure and she briefly thought of the fact that she still preferred sucking a cock to lapping a cunt, even if she was looking forward to being with Vicki again. She opened her mouth wide and encompassed the swollen knob. Jeff moved his tongue to her sensitive clit and began lapping. She wriggled her ass and began sucking greedily, bobbing her head and taking the cockhead deep into her throat, suddenly eager for a spurting reward.
They rolled over on their sides and went at each other for all of five minutes before Nancy spasmed.
Seconds later Jeff's throbbing cock exploded, jerking erratically as gobs and gobs of hot jism shot out and flooded Nancy's greedily sucking mouth. She gulped down the thick cream just as greedily, not losing a drop, and they basked in the pleasant afterglow for another five minutes before Nancy returned to her own bed-and to exciting thoughts of the threesome she hoped to be enjoying soon.