Chapter 3
Though neither of them mentioned the incident throughout the rest of the afternoon, its effects hovered in the air like an electric current.
And though Vicky returned downstairs to her magazine and Mike resumed his sprawl on the floor and concentrated on watching the rest of the ball game, they were each aware that their lives together had just changed in an unpredictable, unexpected twist of events that couldn't be forgotten or ignored no matter how they tried to pretend.
A short time later, when Jill Duncan returned from her shopping spree with an armload of packages, it was to find her two children flopped about the living room, apparently exhausted.
"Well, I've come back to a lively bunch around here! I do hope I'm not interrupting anybody's nap, but would someone please work up enough energy to come help me carry these things?"
Mike obediently hopped up and took the packages from her arms, grinning a bit sheepishly with the motion.
"Sorry, Mom. You want these upstairs?"
"That would be perfect, darling. Goodness, it's hot outside today! I'm going to go straight up and change out of these clothes before I do another thing! Vicky, would you mind peeling some potatoes for supper? We'd better get things started so we'll have it ready when your father gets home. And while you're doing that, I think I'll cool off with a nice long bath. Honestly, after being out in that heat I feel like a limp dishrag!"
Sweeping toward the stairs in her light cot-ten dress and not looking the least bit like a dishrag, Jill moved with a natural sensuality that never failed to catch Vicky's envious eye. An attractive red-head with a voluptuous body and a graceful fluidity that would have outclassed any of the other girls at college, she hardly fit the image of a typical mother of two grown teenagers.
As her mother vanished up the stairs behind Mike, Vicky reluctantly rose and went into the kitchen to start supper.
But all the while, her mind remained on this afternoon's unsisterly activities with Mike.
And as the vivid memories swirled in her thoughts, she could feel her pussy tingling with a fresh giddy ache of arousal, simmering as an ominous reminder that her earlier satisfaction was already wearing off, melting in a glow of renewed horniness that she couldn't quite ignore . . .
It seemed only moments later that Jill joined her, now in slacks and blouse and looking almost like a teenager herself. The two women set about preparing the evening's meal, and were just setting the table when Paul Duncan finally pulled into the driveway.
When the family sat down to eat, there was the usual conversation between Paul and Jill. Paul went on about his day at the office, cracking jokes and breaking into his infectious laugh, while Jill cut in occasionally with tidbits of gossip she'd heard on her shopping excursion with the girls.
However, through supper and the rest of the evening, Vicky and Mike were both oddly subdued, merely picking at their food and smiling with vague indulgence at their Dad's bad jokes. They purposely avoided each other's eyes, as if fearing that somehow the afternoon's events might show on their faces if either of them dared speak.
Fortunately, the time passed quickly. After supper was over and the dishes were done, they sat in the living room and watched an old movie rerun.
It was during a commercial that Paul abruptly spoke up, his deep voice edged with curiosity and good-humored concern.
"All right, what's up with you two? Vicky, I haven't heard more than two words out of you since I got home, and we both know how unusual that is! And as for your brother-when that boy doesn't eat his supper, I know something's got to be up! You kids didn't spend the whole day arguing again, did you? So what's the big secret?"
"Nothing, Daddy."
"We weren't fighting Dad, honest! There's no big secret!"
They both piped up at once, blushing a bit beneath the scrutiny of their parents.
Abruptly Vicky rose and forced out a yawn, quickly covering up her odd silence with a hasty excuse.
"I guess I'm just tired, that's all. I mean, doing nothing all day can wear you out just as fast as . . . as anything! In fact, I think I'll go on to bed and get some rest. Good night, Mom. Night, Daddy."
Pausing just long enough to give each of them a quick peck on the cheek, she headed upstairs for her room before either of them had time to probe more deeply into her unusual behavior.
"Well, if you're sure nothing's wrong . . . sweet dreams, baby."
Paul gave a shrug of his broad shoulders, giving in to her excuse with parently hesitation.
It was only a moment later that Mike clambered off the floor and agreed with his sister's statement, quick to take advantage of her retreat.
"Yeah, I feel kind of tired, too. I suppose I'd better sack out, if I'm going to be ready for that ball game the guys are getting up tomorrow. Night, everybody!"
Then he was pounding up the stairs as well, vanishing from sight.
That should have been the end of another normal, typical day at the Duncan house. But it was just the beginning. Mike slipped past his own room and went straight on to Vicky's closed door, his heart already thumping with anticipation as he gave a small rapping knock, then opened it up and walked in without awaiting a response.
"Hey Sis, I thought maybe we ought to talk about-uhhhh!"
His voice clipped off in a grunt, and his throat went tight in an unexpected constriction at the sight that met him.
She had already peeled out of her clothes, and was just stepping from her discarded panties as he burst in. Standing there before him with a mischievous glint in her eyes and a small knowing smile flitting across her lips, she gave him just one single instant of stunned fascination to take in the spectacle of her lithe nude body. Her little tits were thrusting forward into stiff, pink nipples and her gold pussy bush was gleaming with moist appreciation, jutting out from between her long tapered thighs.
Vicky broke the momentary silence.
"Well? Are you going to just stand there and gawk all night? Or did you have something you wanted to talk about? And while you're at it, you might at least come in and shut the door behind you. I really don't think we want Mom and Dad to hear the kind of discussion I've got in mind! Or don't you have anything left to say, after the little conversation we had this after-
She sank back onto the bed and let her legs glide apart, exposing the wet tingling gash of her pussy.
"Uhhhhh . . . "
Mike gave a throaty growl, swallowing hard as his gaze fastened on her lush blonde-fringed cunt. Her pink pooched pussy-lips flared, revealing her velvety fuckhole.
Caught up in that blatant display and unaware of his own actions, he closed the bedroom door and moved forward until he stood poised above his big sister's naked body, staring at her juice-streaked cunt with an utter fascination that had her creaming even harder.
His prick surged up, jolting in the stretched confines of his jeans as if threatening to explode right through them in a swollen, iron-hard erection.
Vicky let him look for a delicious moment, then she broke the spell with a husky chuckle, making no attempt at all to hide her pleasure at his reaction.
"All right, just what you did you want to talk about, baby brother? What's the matter, don't you have anything to say now that you've come bursting into my room and caught me naked like this? Well then, why don't we talk about that big fat hard-on you've got? Yes, I think that just might be the perfect topic-and since we're going to discuss it, I think we ought to bring the whole subject out into the open, don't you?"
Suddenly, without any more warning than that, she sat up and darted her hands out with deft determination. Her fingers tore at the restraint of his jeans, unzipping and unsnapping and ripping the denim material down in a wrench.
His cock flipped into the open, bounding outward to full stiffened immensity above his hefty sagging balls as Mike kicked out of his jeans entirely and peeled his shirt off as well, now just as nude as his sister.
"Is this better, Vick? This what you wanted to see?"
Overcoming his initial surprise with a wide grin, Mike got his turn to enjoy the expression on Vicky's face as his rigid prick strummed out before her, his huge veined fuckshaft bobbing.
For a brief instant she froze, mesmerized by his massive young cock wagging and swaying in front of her. Cunt-juice gushed out of her in a blast of juicy sensation as she sat staring with wide blue eyes at his swollen, straining slab of cock.
She found her voice at last, barely able to subdue the admiring breathlessness in her tone.
"Well, I suppose it's worth a look, anyway. But I think I'll need to make a more thorough examination before I decide whether or not it deserves any special attention. Let's just find out, shall we?"
Her hands grabbed out, one circling his engorged prick and the other cupping his balls in a warm, caressing palm. "Ahhhh . . . M
A small groan slid from Mike's lips as her fingers began to knead and stroke his groin, fondling their way along the aching length of his prick and tickling at his cum-filled ball sac until he could actually feel the spunk sizzling deep inside him.
A little droplet of pre-cum oozed from his slit-ted piss-tip, collecting there in a white glistening pearl of syrupy promise.
"Oh shit, if you keep examining me like that, you're sure gonna get my attention-and maybe even more than that! Jeez . . . "
He couldn't hold back a twitch of response, thrusting his cock forward in the squeezing grip of Vicky's fingers and gasping as she gave his prick a wringing tug. The droplet of cum blossomed at his piss-hole into a sticky glob of drool.
The sight of that precious clinging drop of nectar had her pussy churning up a lather of fuck-juices as she licked her lips and let all pretense slip away.
"Ummm, nice. You wanted to talk about this afternoon, didn't you? I know, because I haven't been able to think much of anything else myself. And you wanted to find out if I was going to let you use this naughty cock of yours on me again, isn't that right? Well?"
She gave his prick another sharp pull, turning his answer into a hoarse groan.
"Uhh . . . uh, yeah. Yeah, I guess that's what I . . . ohhhh . . . "
His body went taut, and his cock leaped in her fingers.
There was no holding back the truth. Despite her every attempt to deny it throughout the evening, Vicky already knew beyond any doubt that her own little brother had exactly what she needed-and plenty of it!
She could feel her cunt twitching in steamy anticipation, drenching her inner thighs with an unsisterly hunger that couldn't be suppressed no matter how hard she tried to fight it.
And at the moment, she couldn't find the willpower to even try.
"Well . . . I just might. Yes, I think I just might give this horny cock of yours another lesson, at that! But first I'm going to get another taste of what you've got to offer! You don't have any objections to that, do you? Uhhm . . . "
Without awaiting his answer, she craned forward. Her tongue flicked out, darting across the surface of his rimmed cockhead and capturing the ooze of cum that seeped from his pisstip.
Then, spurred by the warm now-familiar taste of cockcream sliding down her throat, she eased her lips around his meaty cock-knob and began to suck.
"Oh damn, that feels great! Yeah, oh yeah
Mike gave a happy sigh, squirming with delight as she mouthed and licked his prick. Her lips eased about its stiffened shaft, inching forward to take more and more of his big ballooning fuckrod. Still rubbing and fingering his balls just the way she had this afternoon, she began to bob her head back and forth.
"Muuummm . . . "
A muffled purr rolled from Vicky's cock-stuffed throat as she sucked at her brother's prick like a straw, eager to drink down its sweet loads of jism. Her lips made wet, appreciative smacking noises with each seesawing lunge. Her pussy was gushing wildly, spilling blast after blast of steamy cunt-juice between her legs as she gulped on his cock for all it was worth.
And it didn't take much of that kind of attention to have him thrusting forward, surging his cock across her tongue and deep into her throat in wrenches of gleeful abandon. He gave a croaking growl of eager approval, urging her on.
"Yeah Sis, do it! Suck on my cock like that, so I can give you a real taste! Oh shiiit, yeah!"
His lean youthful body arched, gouging the whole enormity of his monster teenage prick between her lips with a heaving energy that almost made her gag.
But in her present state of unleashed horniness, Vicky took each stab and slurped greedily for more, at the same time plucking and pinching at his overloaded balls in a frantic effort to wring the cum right out of them.
' 'Muhhmmf f-fuuuuhhhm!"
Her head bobbed faster, her mouth riding across his rippled length of cockmeat with a fury that Mike couldn't resist much longer. He clutched at his sister's long silky hair and pumped forward all the harder, feeling the first twangs of approaching release shoot through his aching fuckshaft like bolts of lightning.
"Unnhh! Gonna cum, Vick! Gonna cum right down your throat! Oh jeez, you're really sucking the jizz right out of me! Yeah, yeah!"
Letting out a gleeful cry, he humped into the moist suction of her mouth with an increasing urgency that Vicky didn't miss.
And as she felt the tremors of warning that rippled from his thrusting prick, her lips clutched at it with a need that couldn't be refused.
Mike yelped, and fucked into her face in twisting orgasm.
"Cumming! Oh shit I'm cumminnnng! Aaahhh!"
"Ghuuhhmm! Muuummff-"
His cock gave a frantic leap in her mouth, and the first acidy spurts of jism geysered down her throat.
Gurgling in pure delight, she swallowed urgently for each fresh jet of musky cream that spewed across her tongue. Its thick hot globs shot again and again as she gulped to take them all, every precious drop. Her head raced along his vibrating prick, and her fingers milked at his balls in an effort to wring the last steamy droplets of cockcream out of them.
She didn't stop sucking until Mike slumped drained and gasping before her, the last tiny traces of jizz leaking from his pisshole in sticky, drooling trails.
Then she pulled back, letting his emptied cock plop free and licking excess cum from her lips.
"Uhmm, that was nice. Oh yes, that was really nice! I just love the taste of hot creamy cum . . . but I love it even better in my pussy! Wouldn't you like to give me some more, where I need it most?"
As those words cooed out, she once more sank back on the bed and flopped her legs wide in open, gaping invitation.
Mike swallowed, grinning weakly as he gazed down at the pink delicate slash of pussy-flesh that pooched widely before him, practically begging to be stuffed with cock.
"Damn it Vick, can't you give a guy even a minute to catch his breath? I . . . I think you sucked all the jizz right out of me already!"
His cock drooped limply, its slick length lolling loosely across his balls as drained, lifeless proof.
But by this time Vicky was heated up to a juicy pitch that demanded attention, her cunt tingling and itching wildly for the feel of a hard, ramming shaft of cock. It needed fucking bad. And she was more than ready to do whatever it took to get just that.
"Oh, don't be such a big baby. You certainly didn't seem to have much trouble getting it up for me this afternoon! But then, maybe that's because you got all turned-on watching me first! Is that what it takes to get your interest, baby brother? Is that what I have to do to get that cock of yours all hard again, so it can fuck me?"
In her present mood, she was quick to act on unthinking instinct.
Slipping a hand down between her parted thighs, she pushed her fingers through the wet downy tangle of her blonde cunt-bush until at last they glided along the flared crease of her sopping, drenched pussy slash.
A taut grin flicked across Mike's lips. His dark eyes glittered as they took in that first intimate caress.
"Yeah, Sis. Maybe that's just what I need. Let me see you play with yourself some more--that oughta get me good and hard!"
"I thought it might. Yes, after this afternoon, I thought it might do just that! You like watching my pussy, don't you? You like watching me finger my own cunt just like this . . . ahhh . . . "
With a wicked mischievous smile tugging at her own lips, she slid two fingers along the buttery fattened lips of her pussy and eased them apart with deft precision, opening her cunt even wider beneath his gaze.
A burst of syrupy pussy-cream oozed from the exposed slot of her inner fuck hole, dribbling down the crack of her ass. Her clit button strained rigidly out, its plump engorged nub now totally revealed and swelling into the open in wet shining arousal.
Until this afternoon's surprising events, she had never actually realized just how nice it felt to show herself off in front of a boy. Despite all her experiences, she'd never known how much fun she could have just enjoying the attention of a greedy wide-eyed stare as she displayed everything she had to full view.
And she'd certainly never imagined that she would find herself showing off to her own brother in an effort to make his cock big and hard again for fucking!
But as she pulled the lips of her pussy open and felt the built-up fuck-juices pouring out of her, she found herself creaming more than ever.
"See anything you like, baby brother?" She purred with giddy delight, thoroughly enjoying the rapt expression on Mike's face. "See what's waiting for that horny cock of yours, as soon as you get it all stiff again for some action? Just look at what you've done to my clit-it's so fat and sensitive that I can't stand it! I've just got to rub it-ooooh! Ohhhh, yes!"
Still holding her cunt open, she moved a third finger up to stroke the rigid bud of flesh that was her clit.
A pang of pleasure shot through her pussy, twitching her hips into the air. Her fingertips kneaded and rolled her jutting clit like an oily marble, working it into a lathered erection of pure delight.
With Mike standing there taking in her every action, she fondled the engorged bud of her clit until it threatened to explode with pent-up climax, releasing the need inside her in blasts of heavenly orgasm.
But Vicky was only just getting started. She didn't want it to end already, before she'd made her brother's cock good and stiff again for the real thing.
Instead, she abruptly dipped her finger down across the twanging hood of her clit and shoved it knuckle-deep up her juice-streaked pussy-hole.
"Ahhhh! Oh . . . oh fuck, that feels good! It feels just as if your cock's already inside me, reaming me out! Ohhh, oh yes, I want it in me all the way, all the wuuuuhhhhh-"
Working her finger deeper, she began to ease it in and out with long leisurely, cock-like strokes.
"Jeez . . . oh jeez . . . "
Frozen before her in gawking awe, Mike watched his sister's slickened finger snake in and out of her peeled-open pussy, vanishing from sight again and again with increasing friction.
His balls began to tingle, and his cock gave a nudge. With a hoarse croak, he gasped aloud, almost afraid of breaking the spell that controlled his big sister's actions.
"It's working, Vick! You're making my cock all hard again, just like you promised! Keep doing it. Get my cock up like that! Yeah!"
His words drifted dimly through Vicky's lust-filled haze, urging her on. Her finger pushed in faster and deeper, her palm now grinding urgently against her clit as she began to hump in delicious spasms of soaring bliss.
"Oh Mikey, it . . . it's just like you're really fucking your cock into me! I want it-want it all! So nice, so damned fucking nice . . . aahhh!"
Suddenly, without any warning whatsoever, she twisted about on the bed and sank onto her rippling tummy, at the same time drawing up her knees and arching her firm pliant ass high in the air to give him the full display.
Mike gasped, and his prick gave an upward lurch. He found himself staring straight at the entire unobstructed slash of her fuzz-fringed cunt, and even the small, winking pout of her pink puckered asshole as she gyrated and hunched before him in a growing abandon of unsuppressed need.
"Yes, yesss! Oh it feels so good, you're fucking me really nice! That's it, Mikey, fuck me with all you've got! Fuck me just like that! Ohhhhwaaahhh!"
Totally caught up in her show, Vicky could hear her brother's breath sucking in as her ass wagged blatantly in front of him, her pussy chewing on her finger and making wet squishy sounds of smacking appreciation as it whipped back and forth.
Then all outward distractions faded away beneath a blast of sensation as she humped onto her hand in furious oblivion, at last giving in to the ache that churned and seethed inside her.
Her slender womanly body bucked and lunged across the bed in a series of enraptured heaves, and her cunt spasmed with explosion. No longer aware of anything but her own smashing against her clit and her finger slicing up inside her, she gave an ecstatic little wail of bliss when orgasm finally erupted.
"Aaaannnnh! Guuuuuhh!"
From that point on, she was a thrashing mass of unleashed fury, flopping and bouncing on the bed with all the sweet culmination that had been building up within her through the whole long evening.
Arching to her hand in frenzied convulsions of delight, she wasn't aware that Mike's prick was now soaring up, stiff as a board, bobbing and thrashing with arousal as he devoured the spectacle of his nude masturbating sister.
Mike couldn't stand it anymore. He scrambled forward, his cock spearing rigidly out in front of him as he dove for her vivacious writhing pussy.
"I'm gonna do it, Vick! I'm gonna fuck your pussy good for you! Oh shit, I've just gotta get my cock in it right now!"
"Unnggh . . . "
Only vaguely aware of his hands groping out and pulling her onto her back once more, Vicky continued to heave on her twisting finger until it was suddenly pulled from her cunt and replaced by his big stiffened bulb of fuckmeat.
Mike lunged, burying his shaft up her hot splayed pussy with a single frantic thrust that made her gurgle.
Then he began to piston it to her with fast hard strokes, battering his cock up her juicy clenching pussy-hole with all his might.
"Fuck it, Sis! Fuck on my cock so I can cream that hungry cunt of yours for you! Fuck it--fuck it!"
Seesawing in and out with harsh eager thrusts, he pounded his cock into the grooved slush of her pussy.
And as she automatically surged up to take it in ecstatic ripples of joy, Vicky spurred him on with a wail of utter sensuality while an unbelievable chain of frenzied orgasms ripped through her again and again, as if they were never going to end.
"Wohhh, yesss! I want it, Mikey! I want it all! I want to fuck the cum right out of you! Harder, harder!"
Their bodies slapped and heaved in unison, plunging in a rhythmic fury of mutual sensation. Mike's balls smashed against her tight ass-cheeks, and his prick hammered up her cunt for all it was worth as she arched to take it in blissful abandon.
For the second time that day, he was fucking his big sister's cunt. Her pussy muscles clamped around the shaft of his prick and sucked at every slithering inch, fucking onto it with a violence that had the whole bed shuddering and squealing beneath them.
It took only a few moments to have his renewed load of jizz sizzling up in his groin, bubbling to release in a warning surge that slammed him top her bucking body more urgently than ever.
"I'm gonna cream you, Vick! I'm gonna cream your pussy like crazy! Ohh-oh fuck! I can't hold back anymore! It . . . it's cummmming! Cumminggg! Ahhhhh!"
His prick jolted up her snapping hot cunt sheath, spewing its floods of sweet jism deep into Vicky's womb.
And as the first ecstatic spurts of cum spewed into her, she climaxed once again in the most thorough explosion yet. Her body gave a massive heave, and she shrieked with open glee as her cunt snapped up each fresh geyser of jism that ripped into her, drinking them all up until there was nothing left.
"Aaannnggh! Guuuhhh!"
They blasted together, humping each other in throes of sheer completion to soak up every last delectable pang of mutual satisfaction.
Then, sinking slowly back to the bed in a gasping tangle of fulfillment, they slumped with breathless delight.
"Wuhh . . . wowwww, that was really something! Oh yeah, that was . . . aaahhh . . . "
Wiggling atop her to work the last tiny tangs of pleasure from his emptied prick, Mike growled with puppyish appreciation.
Beneath him, Vicky gave a husky mewl of total agreement.
"Oh yes, that was nice. That was just . . . ummmm, just what I needed! I . . . I sure hope your little discussion helped you as much as it did me! Ooooooohh . . . "
Panting and twitching in a haze of dizzy relief, she hardly noticed when he finally slipped from atop her lolling body and scooped up his clothes, bundling them under an arm.
"See you tomorrow, huh, Sis? And maybe-maybe then we'll have another talk like this one. Okay?"
He paused at the door, examining the spectacle of his sister's lush cum-flooded body one last time.
Vicky didn't need to answer. The sated smile that tugged at her lips was more than answer enough as she nodded weakly, feeling his warm sticky cum ooze from between her bloated cunt lips.
"Uhhhmmm . . . "
She didn't hear Mike leave, shutting the door gently behind him. She wasn't aware of anything but her own enraptured completion. And as she drifted off into a dazed cloud of sleep, Vicky didn't even know that she was still smiling as the thoughts of tomorrow's possibilities floated through her last fading consciousness . . .