Chapter 3

Although they didn't know it, while the orgy was going on at Dave and Toni's, something was happening a couple of miles away that was to radically change the lives of four of the guests.

Since it was the tenth anniversary of their introduction to swinging, Randy and Sandy had gone to dinner before attending the orgy. They'd hurried home from work-Sandy had returned to her job as a fashion coordinator when their son had reached ten-showered and dressed, then kissed the kids goodbye. It had been three years since they'd bothered getting a babysitter.

Candy Timberlake, at 15, had turned into a beautiful young woman, with blonde hair down to her hips and a developing body that often caused Randy to get a hard-on when he saw her running around in a minimal bikini or a nylon pajama set. After her parents had left, she'd draped herself across a hassock, her attention on the color TV.

Her brother was seated in a chair to one side of her, supposedly watching the same show. Candy, however, was aware that his eyes were, more often than not, directed at her. She was wearing a pair of denim hot-pants she'd made herself, hot-pants that were cut so high in back that almost half of the cheeks of her ass were exposed, and so high in front that, if she wasn't careful, when she sat down, the silky blonde hairs of her cunt, escaped from the narrow crotch band. Her tits, which were still growing, were encased in a skimpy halter and she knew that when Andy sneaked a glance at them, he could see right into the cleavage and even glimpse her delicate nipples. Candy also knew he was reacting to the sight of her near-naked body; she'd glanced at him a couple of times and spotted the thick roll of cock in his jeans.

"Mom and Dad really looked great tonight, didn't they?" Andy asked, during a dull commercial.

"Sure," Candy admitted, "they want to make sure they turn on everybody at the party, so they'll get fucked good."

"Candy!" the boy exclaimed, "that's a hell of a thing to say."

"It's true," the teenybopper insisted, maneuvering her body until she was seated on the hassock facing her brother. She let her thighs fall away from each other, knowing that Andy was going to stare at her where the crotch band of her hot-pants was tight between the lips of her virginal cunt. Candy had been dating for a year, but, so far, no boy had gotten his hand in her pants, much less gotten them off of her.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, you liar," Andy protested. "Mom and Dad wouldn't do that."

"The hell they wouldn't," Candy replied, "they've been doing it for years."

"You're crazy," Andy insisted.

"I am, am I?" the girl retorted. "Want me to prove that they fuck other people?"

"You can't," Andy said. But, there was less conviction in his voice than there had been.

"Wanna bet?" Candy asked. She lifted her ass from the hassock, emphasizing her crotch for a second, before pushing herself to a standing position. "You just follow me, wise ass, and see." Without waiting to see if Andy was following her, she crossed the room and started up the stairs, her hips moving loosely, sexily.

Once she'd reached the top of the stairs, Candy entered her parents' room and turned on the light, then moved to the far side of the bed. Andy was in the doorway and Candy bent from the waist, letting him get a good eyeful of her tits, as she pulled a battered valise from under the oversized bed. Deftly, she undid the lock with a bobby pin. "Here," she said, pulling a bunch of photos out, "take a look at these."

Andy walked around to sit on the edge of the bed and take the pictures she gave him. They were Polaroids and he sucked in his breath as he saw the first: in it, Sandy was lowering herself over a large, hard cock and the picture showed, clearly, that the cock was not Randy's.

The boy's cock swelled even more in his tight jeans as he stared at the picture. It was amazingly detailed, showing his mother's cunt clearly, as she worked it down over the stiff cock. He wasn't sure, but he thought he could even see flecks of cum in his mother's cunt-hairs. He could certainly tell that her nipples were erect; and the look on her face showed, dramatically, that she was enjoying what she was doing.

Slowly, as if afraid of what he was going to find, Andy turned to the next picture. In it, Sandy was posed on her knees before a man, holding his cock in her hands, her tongue extended to lick at the bulbous head. Andy gulped and slid that picture behind the others, gulping again as he realized that the next picture was of Sandy with two-thirds of the same cock in her mouth.

As he turned to the next picture, Andy, almost subconsciously, reached down and opened his fly. He had forgotten that Candy was sitting on the bed next to him as he drew his cock out and gripped it tightly. The only thing in his mind was the knowledge that, before him, was a picture of his mother, sprawled naked on a couch, with another woman kneeling between her spread thighs, kissing at her cunt while fondling her tits. There was also a look of ecstasy on Sandy's face.

Again, Andy shifted pictures, beating his cock in his fist as he stared at a picture of his father easing his cock into the gaping cunt of a black-haired woman, who was holding the puffy lips apart with her hands as Randy pushed forward. The woman was on a bed and Randy was standing, his hands on her tits, as he started to fuck her.

"Andy. ANDY!" His sister had to raise her voice to penetrate his excited mind. The boy looked at her and dropped the pictures, so surprised was he, for Candy had stripped off her halter and was sitting next to him, her bare tits heaving, the nipples extended and the circles around them puffed up a little.

"Wouldn't it be more fun if you did something, instead of just looking at pictures?" Candy asked softly.

"Di ... di ... did something?" Andy stuttered. "Wha ... wha ... what?"

"Well, you're always sneaking looks at my tits," Candy said. "Why don't you play with them, hold 'em, suck 'em if you want." Even as the words left her mouth, the teenybopper's hands rose and cupped her burgeoning young tits, lifting them in another invitation.

It was more than Andy could believe. His sister was the most beautiful girl he knew and she wanted him to suck her tits. Andy had dated a couple of times, had French-kissed a few girls and, once, been permitted to play with a girl's tits, but only through her blouse and bra. This was the first time he'd seen a pair of naked tits since he'd been a baby and Sandy had breast-fed him.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," he moaned, grabbing his sister's tits in his hands and leaning forward to close his lips over a hard nipple. He prodded it with his tongue as Candy began caressing the back of her brother's neck with one hand, while the other dropped to his lap and closed around his hot, young cock. It was the first time Candy had ever felt a male organ in her hand. Both of them gasped at the new sensations.

After a second, Candy let go of his cock and began opening his belt. When it was undone, she pulled the snap on his jeans, then popped the fasteners on his boxer shorts. Andy could scarcely believe it was happening, that he was sucking one of Candy's beautiful tits, drawing the full mound into his mouth, as she worked her hand down to cup his aching balls.

With his mouth filled with one of Candy's tits and his hand closed over the other, flexing and squeezing it, pinching the hard nipple between middle and ring finger, Andy realized that he had a hand free to use somewhere else. He dropped the hand to his sister's thigh and began stroking it, moving higher and higher until the edge of his hand was against the damp crotch band of her hot-pants.

Candy had her hand back on his cock and was stroking it up and down, working her sweaty hand up until she was grasping the spongy head of his cock, then sliding it down until her fingers were against his balls. Andy had jerked off many times in the past two years, but he'd never enjoyed the feeling of his hand on his cock as much as he was enjoying the feeling produced by his sister giving him a hand-job.

"Andy," his sister whispered. "Andy!" she whispered again, her voice getting a little louder.

"What?" he murmured, his mouth between her tits, his tongue licking her cleavage.

"Let's take off our clothes and have some real fun," Candy whispered huskily.

"What kind of fun?" Andy asked. Not that it mattered. The important thing was that Candy wanted to show him her naked cunt.

"I'll suck you off, if you'll lick my cunt afterward and make me cum," Candy answered.

He almost shot-off right then. And she wasn't even holding his cock. Her hands had hold of his T-shirt and she was skimming it up his chest. He lifted his arms and let her push the T-shirt over his head. Then she hopped to her feet and began opening her hot-pants.

When the zipper in the front of the cut-off jeans reached the bottom of its track, Andy paused, his ass off the bed; his hands hooked under his jeans and shorts, to watch as Candy shoved the hot-pants off. He'd wondered if she'd been wearing panties and it was now obvious that she wasn't. As soon as the hot-pants were open, the blonde Curls of her cunt-hairs became visible. Andy was shaking by the time Candy stepped out of the abbreviated shorts, shaking and licking his lips as he thought of putting his mouth between her legs, of licking at her pussy until she came.

Candy sat on the bed, her thighs spread wide so he could look at her cunt as he finished taking off his jeans and undershorts. As he watched, wide-eyed, she reached down and pulled the puffy lips of her cunt apart, giving him a good view of her stiffened clitoris and the slick surface of her cuntal furrow. The flesh between her cunt-lips was a darker shade of vermilion than the lips themselves and, the way she was sitting, he could see a thin half-moon of white where her bikini bottom had shielded her ass from the sun. To Andy's surprise, Candy's tits were as tanned as her arms, legs and belly and he realized she'd been sunning on the porch outside her bedroom without wearing the top to the bikini.

"Come on," he urged, as he sat down, "you said you'd suck me off."

"Are you gonna lick my cunt afterward?" Candy asked, maneuvering until she was kneeling, her body erect, open to his eyes.

"Yes," he whispered, "yes, I really want to kiss your cunt and make you cum."

She reached out one hand and pushed against his chest, forcing him back across the bed. Her other hand caught his cock and held it tightly as she bent forward, her hair falling over his groin. "Wait a second," she whispered, turning and picking the hot-pants from the floor. She took a rubber band from the pocket, pu'led her hair into a ponytail and secured it, then flipped it over her left shoulder, so he could watch as she blew him. She bent over him again, still holding tightly to the base of his cock, and ran her tongue over her lips to moisten them. As he watched, Andy realized that this was all as new to her as it was to him and he shivered at the thought that his was to be the first cock to enter his sister's mouth.

She pressed his cock back toward his belly, extended her tongue and ran the tip of it over the underside of Andy's cock, sweeping up to the notch in the head of his cock. Eagerly, she raced her tongue over the spongy head, then pulled his cock up to a vertical position and, after stretching her mouth open, lowered her head until his cock was in her mouth. Andy moaned as his sister let her lips close over the head of his cock and set her tongue to circling it again.

It was more than he could stand, having his cock in Candy's mouth and, seconds after she'd closed her lips around the shaft just below the coronal ridge, he tangled his fingers in her hair and held her head immobile as he gasped: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, cummmminnnggggggg, cum-mmmminnnnggggggg."

His jism spurted out of his cock, filling her mouth with hot, sticky ropes of semen. Candy was too horny to want to stop sucking him and began swallowing desperately, emptying her mouth just in time to receive another blast of hot cum from her brother's cock. "Suck, suckkkkkkkkkkkkk," Andy moaned, heaving his ass up in an effort to push his cock even further into her mouth. Candy understood his desire and relaxed her lips just enough to let him drive his spewing cock deeper into her mouth, until he was jetting his salty cum straight down her throat. He was tugging at her hair as she pumped her hand up and down on the base of his cock, trying to make him cum more.

Even after Andy's cock had stopped shooting jism into her mouth, Candy didn't lift her head. His cock was still hard and she continued to suck at it, working her lower jaw in a way that made the head of his cock move about in her mouth. Andy let his hands fall from her head and she shifted her position, bringing her hips closer to his head, spreading them. Andy ran his hand up her thigh, then covered her cunt with it, sinking a finger into her wet vagina as she started to lift and lower her head over his cock, her lips slack and rubbing as her head went down, her teeth closing as she lifted it.

"AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," Candy moaned, her mouth filled with cock, as her brother pressed the heel of his hand against her hard clitoris and ground it there. He was sawing his finger in and out of her vagina, fingerfucking her greedily and she closed her legs on his hand, trapping his finger deep in her pussy. And brought his other hand over his sweaty body and grabbed one of her dangling tits, making her shudder with pleasure.

The next time she lifted her head until only his glans was in her mouth, Candy ceased the bobbing of her head and commenced to suck harder and harder at the spongy flesh. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," the boy moaned as he felt the interior of her cheeks rubbing his cock head.

Candy let the cock slip from her mouth and ran her lips up and down the underside of the shaft, pausing now and then to suck at the throbbing cock. Her mouth moved down until she was licking his balls. She explored the whole length of his cock with her eager mouth, then returned it to the inside and began bobbing her head again, sucking harder and harder, until Andy dug his fingers into her tit. "Stop, stop," he moaned, "I can't stand it any more."

Candy lifted her head and looked at him. "It ... it was starting to hurt, you were sucking so hard," Andy explained. "Besides," he added, "I want to lick your cunt now."

"Good," Candy answered, "I want you to lick me, want you to suck on my clitoris and stick your tongue up in me." She swiveled around and slid her ass forward until it was at the edge of the bed. She planted her feet on the mattress and threw her knees as far apart as she could, spreading her cunt for his kisses. "Hurry," she pleaded, "hurry, Andy, I'm so hot, I've got to have your tongue on my cunt."

He moved to the floor and knelt below her, staring, enraptured, at the blonde framed cunt before him. "Lick it, you little bastard," Candy moaned.

Her brother leaned forward, filling his nostrils with the musky odor of her young cunt. He decided that he liked the smell of her hot cunt and he inhaled deeply as he thrust his face forward and plunged his tongue into the slick cuntal furrow.

"Oooooooooooooooooooh," Candy squealed, reaching down and grabbing his head, pressing his face tight to her pussy. Andy slid his hands under her ass and began to lick hungrily at the hot, wet slit, loving the taste as much as he loved the odor.

His tongue found her clitoris and Candy gasped in delight as he shifted his mouth and closed his lips over the protruding bud. "Yessssssssssss," she hissed, "suck it, ohhhhhhhhhh, Andy, suck it hard."

He did. He not only sucked at her clitoris, he used his tongue and teeth on it, licking and chewing and sucking until Candy felt herself ready to cum. With a groan, she pushed his head down until his mouth was over her vaginal entrance. "Shove your tongue in me," she moaned, "ohhhhhhhhhh, fuck me with your tongue."

Her ass was bouncing about on the bed, rubbing her hot cunt against his face as he thrust his tongue into the narrow passage. It was all she needed to make her start cuming and her cuntal fluids bathed his tongue as he wriggled it about inside her twat. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," Candy cried.

Instinctively, Andy withdrew his tongue and started sucking hard, drawing her fluids from her cunt into his mouth. His hands were squeezing the cheeks of her ass as he sucked noisily at her cunt and she was groaning and crying with pleasure as someone other than herself made her cum.

As soon as he'd drawn the last drops from her, Andy began jabbing his tongue into the steamy depths of her cunt once more, pushing it as deep as he could and wiggling it around, licking at the walls of her vagina. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh," Candy moaned, as he made her cum again.

She'd thought he'd been silly to stop her from sucking him off, but she soon learned that too much of a good thing could be less than a blessing and, after he'd made her cum for the fifth time, she pushed, weakly, at him, until he got the idea and lifted his face from her cunt. "God, oh, God," he sighed, "any time you want me to lick your cunt again, Sis, let me know."

"Did you like doing it?" Candy asked, watching as he licked her juices from his lips and chin.

"I liked it as much as I did when you sucked me," he replied.

Candy regarded him fondly. "You did, didn't you?" she said. Slowly, for she was still unsteady after the multiple cumings he had made her experience, she slid to her feet and picked up the pictures he'd dropped when he'd seen her naked tits. She arranged them as they'd been, then replaced them in the valise, locked it and stuck it under the bed again. Picking up her clothes, she said: "Andy, let's go to my room."

He gathered up his own clothes, but, since she hadn't bothered to dress, neither did he. Instead, he followed her down the hall, watching the bounce and jiggle of her ass as she walked.

The kids' rooms were at the other end of the hall from that of their parents. Candy dropped her clothes on the floor and threw back the covers on her bed, then lay on her back, her legs spread. "Come here," she whispered, holding her arms out to him, "come here and kiss me."

With a boldness he hadn't known he possessed, Andy entered the bed and lay atop her, his cock between their bellies. His hands closed over her tits as he sank his mouth into hers, thrusting his tongue into her wantonly sucking mouth as she slid her arms around him and hugged him tightly to her.

After necking for several minutes, Andy lifted his mouth from his sister's. "Do you want me to lick you some more?" he asked.

"Maybe later," she murmured. "Right now, I'd rather find out what it's like to get fucked."

Andy could hardly believe his ears. His own sister wanted him to fuck her. And, from the way she'd phrased it, she was a virgin: Hadn't she said she wanted to 'find out what it's like to get fucked'?

He shifted until his cock was against her cunt. Candy reached between them and guided the head of his cock to the opening of her vagina. "Now," she moaned, "ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Andy, do it to me."

It was all the invitation he needed. With a hard lunge, he shoved forward, driving his cock into her until his balls slapped against her ass and the head of his cock hit the end of her cunt.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Candy sighed.

He pushed himself up and stared at her, bewilderment evident in his face. "What's wrong?" Candy asked.

"I thought it was supposed to hurt girls, the first time they got fucked," Andy explained.

"Oh," she replied. "There's this thing in that bag, this rubber thing that's made like a cock. I've been shoving it in me for two years now, ever since I found it. Mom forgot to lock the bag one night and I wondered what was in it. I got so hot looking at the pictures and reading some of the letters people have written her and Dad that I took the thing out and just jammed it as far in my cunt as I could. I just never had a real cock in me until now."

As she'd spoken, she'd drawn her legs up and locked them around Andy's waist. "Come on," she urged, her breath hot on his ear, "we can talk later, let's fuck now."

Candy dropped her ass down, grinding it into the mattress, then heaved it up, drawing her brother's cock into her hot cunt. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," he sighed, as he began to work his cock in and out of her tight cunt.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she echoed him, twisting his head until she could mash her mouth to his. If she'd liked it when she'd fucked herself with the dildo, if she'd liked it when he'd licked her cunt, she was going crazy with his cock sawing in and out of her cunt, his balls slapping her ass-hole each time he slid into her.

Andy was still squeezing her tits as he hammered away at her tight cunt. It was better than having her suck his cock, better than anything he'd ever thought of. Her vagina fitted around his cock like a glove and she was so hot, so wet. Candy had her tongue as far into his mouth as it would go and she was wiggling her ass from side to side as she lifted and lowered it in time to his hard thrusts into her.

"I ... I'm going to cum," he gasped suddenly, as the thrill of fucking got to him.

"Yes," she moaned, "yes, cum in me. It's okay, I won't get knocked up, I'm safe. I want to feel you shooting it in me."

She got what she wanted. Andy unloaded, filling her cunt with hot jism. Then Candy started cuming and she raked at his back as her vagina tightened around his cock and her juices flowed so abundantly that they carried his jism out of her and over his balls and the crack of her ass. "God," they sighed, in unison.