Chapter 13

Gwen paused to light a cigarette, and Lageule shifted excitedly in his seat. He'd never heard anything like this, in spite of his years as a cop! Her narrations inflamed him, he wanted to hear more, more about this fabulously exciting girl!

"Go on," he said.

"Go on with what?" She was smiling, her dimples crinkling deeply.

"Anything," Laguele felt like a glutton ... but it was true-anything she said was interesting! "With your brother, or how you came to live here ... " He waved his arm around the pad.

"Hmmm." Her forehead wrinkled in thought. "Well, with my brother, I guess it was almost accidental, really. We played in that tree-house for a couple of hears, and then Willy moved away, and Bob and I sort of tired of the games or got embarrassed, or something ... anyway ... we stopped going to the tent. We got very shy with each other, in fact, we got shyer and shyer as we got older. Then Bob saved up and bought himself an old car, and so he began to date the girls from town. And at the same time, my friends were getting old enough to have their own cars, so they could come and pick me up at the farm. I started to date a lot of boys, and go to dances and stuff. Necking and petting seemed so childish to me, after my experiences with Bob and Willy, I was always eager to do more-to 'go all the way' as we used to say-and so, naturally I was a popular date."

Gwen smiled coyly. "They say you always regret it if you're too easy-but that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. All the girls envied me, and the ones who were hard to get, and wouldn't let men touch them, only ended up bored and frustrated ... and there was nothing I enjoyed more that teaching a boy, in the back seat of his car, how to really appreciate me!"

Her eyes wrinkled in coy laughter, and Lageule breathed deeply as he pictured the scene to himself. Vividly he could see the parked car, the bottles of beer, the hungry adolescent youth-and this gorgeous, sensual, knowing woman who sat beside him ... !

"Anyway," she went on, "my brother and I sort of drifted apart-we were each busy with our own affairs ... and I mean busy! Even I knew of Bob's reputation for getting his meat around the school-girls used to drool when he walked by in the corridors. Of course I was proud of my brother's skill and experience. But in an odd way, I was sort of-jealous-too. I used to remember the things we'd done in the tree-house, and I wondered what his cock looked like now. I mean had it grown, or anything? And what sort of things did he do to girls? I really was curious....

"And then, one year, when I was sixteen, Bob got a crush on my girl-friend, Gloria. He had seen her around school, always surrounded by a crowd of boysshe was very popular, like me, and I later discovered for substantially the same reasons. Anyway, she started to come home with me after school, and we'd sit in my room for hours talking ... and then she'd stay for supper and spend the night. Maybe it was just having her around so much that got my brother hot for her. At any rate, he was very anxious to fuck her.

"So, when he asked me to help him out, I arranged for a double date-not that it was much trouble, for Gloria was anything but unwilling ... she had heard enough about my brother to feel sure he'd give her an interesting evening. And I too was looking forward to some interesting developments....

"I was with Myron, a rather shy boy in my class whom I dated quite a lot-because once he got his pants down around his knees he was anything but shy! His eagerness, combined with his knowledge and technique (I don't know where he learned it all!) made him a lot of fun to be with.

"Anyway, the four of us were going to go to the movies in Bobby's car. We set out for the show, picked up Myron, and headed for town.

"We never made it to the movies. Myron had brought along a flask of gin. I had never tasted gin before in my life, and at first it seemed oily and bitter-but after the first few slugs I began to really enjoy it!"

Gwen smiled coyly, licking her lips sensuously, and Lageule shifted eagerly in his seat, watching her naked skin under the lamplight, waiting urgently to hear the rest of this enthralling story.

"And then?" said the cop.

"Well," continued the slender blonde, "naturally we all got very gay and uninhibited, from the liquor you know. We ended up driving to this roadhouse which was outside of town. It was a pretty rowdy place, but it suited the mood we we in by then just perfectly.

"We sat around and drank some more (they never even asked us for our I.D.'s)-and I remember how we all laughed when Myron got up and danced with some fat woman in a low black dress. He wheeled her around the floor like a battleship during maneuvers, and we almost fell out of our chairs laughing.

"Anyway, we sat around and talked to the people at the bar for a while, and we danced, and drank-and then we went out to the car, quite drunk, and very excited.

"We drove out to the lake-I'm surprised we made it in Bob's condition! We got there, however, and then we all piled out of the car, laughing, and throwing all our clothes off. It was like some Midsummer Night's Dream, some glorious Walpurgisnaicht. It was real freedom!

"Walpurgisnacht?" Lageule tried the word on his tongue for a while. Sure didn't sound English-except for the 'purge' part....

"A Wapurgisnacht is where everybody sheds all restraint, gets rid of all their inhibitions for a sing, joyous night-it's supposed to be when the spirits walk," Gwen was saying.

Lageule thought to himself that Hippies were not dumb, you certainly had to admit that-although the stuff they knew was all pretty kooky and irrelevant ... except, of course, that Gwen certainly knew a lot of things about sex....

"And so we went for a skinny dip. the four of us," she was continuing. "It was just beautiful, there happened to be a full moon, and it was wonderful to watch everybody's naked body gleaming in the moonlight.

"And then, by accident really. I began to caress my brother's legs and balls underwater."

"By accident?" queried Lageule.

"Yeah, I thought it was Myron. So I really let myself go. of course-got him really worked up. very hot to trot. By the time I came up for air (I had been holding my breath under water) his prick was huge and pulsing. And then I looked, and I realized that it was my brother." Lageule felt a tingle of exotique run up and down his spine-this was incest! Or at least it sounded like it was going to be, soon!

"Myron and Gloria were swimming together several yards away, and it was Bob's cock and balls I'd been playing with all the time. I think he was as surprised at the mistake as I was ... he looked at me very strangely.

"And then a funny thing happened--we were both just sud-denly overcome, literally overcome, with passion. I could no more have resisted than I could fly ... and the same thing happened to him. I think it was because we were un-aware of the fact that it was wrong, that we were brother and sister, and that simply made the excitement incredible and irresistible!

"He stepped toward me in the water, reaching ardently for my body. I felt his moist hands running all over my flesh, caressing and fondling urgently. At the same time my hand roved over his firm chest, and down to that won-derful prong between his legs.

"It had grown since those childish games in the tree house! I had never seen a man's prick that was so huge, powerful-looking-and I had seen plenty of men's cocks, in that time....

"As I touched it, as I ran my fingers up and down the throbbing, oily length of that steel-hard shaft, I felt my pussy tightening with an unbearable excitement ... my own bro-ther! I wanted his prick inside me so badly, I would have forced him if necessary!

"But, of course, that wasn't necessary ... Bob was as burning and eager as I was. Together, we lunged out of the water and onto the sand at the edge of the shore. He flung me down onto my back in one swift motion, and in another instant he was astride me, his powerful, muscled legs pressing my soft thighs apart.

"He took hold of his dick with one hand, and shoved roughly, almost violently, far into the deep, juicy reaches of my eqger cunt. My cuntlips gripped, my muscles clutched at his penis, and I was overcome with waves of ecstatic joy-his prick felt so huge, so good!

" 'AAuuuggghhh!' I could hear myself screaming, as if from very far away ... and I was conscious of my body shud-dering and convulsing in its orgy of pleasure, as the blinding flashes seared my eyeballs, and the fluids rushed to my box and poured out on his cock.

"As he felt me respond he grew even more frantic, more urgent. His movements were violent, brutal-he flung his ram into me again and again, throwing himself on top of me roughly, thrusting and grinding from his hips, burying his huge prick nine inches into my burning, gaping cunt. We were both shuddering together now, both of us sobbing and screaming in utmost rapture ... with every powerful thrust of his huge prong my excitement renewed and mounted, until I had several climaxes in a row, each one better than the last.

"Then suddenly, his body twitched, his cock embedded itself deep inside me for the last time, he gave a series of strangled gasps, and then he was coming, coming, COMING-shooting a tremendous waterfall of boiling, manly come into my box.

"'OOOHH!' I cried, as my hole accepted my brother's offering, OOOOHHHHH!' "It was marvelous, it was the best screw I have ever had."