Chapter 4

Cindy hummed to herself happily as she turned the bacon in the frying pan. It smelled good, and she was hungry. Once again she had gotten up after everyone had gone. She hadn't bothered to check John's bedroom, assuming he had already had breakfast. But, more importantly, she had wanted to eat before confronting him.

"I love to have my pussy eaten," she sang to herself. "And licked and licked and licked."

She took the bacon out of the pan and was reaching for the eggs when she saw John watching her. He had entered the room silently without any clothes on, and was watching her oafishly with his thick cock sticking out in front of him. "I didn't have any breakfast. Can I have some, too?"

Cindy nodded and turned away quickly, not wanting to get all excited by his beautiful cock. "Sit down, John. You can have some bacon and eggs with me."

He moved over to the table, pulled out a chair and sat, keeping his eyes on Cindy as she kept busy at the stove. "You know somethin'? I couldn't sleep much last night. I kept thinkin' about what we did."

"Oh? Haven't you ever done that before?" Cindy asked.

"Oh, sure. Lots of times. I eat my mom lots."

Cindy almost dropped the eggs from her hand she was so startled. She turned and gaped at him. "You eat your mother?"

He grinned and nodded. "Yeah! She likes it. She told me I do it better than anybody." His smile disappeared as he noticed her expression. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I guess. It's just that, well, I didn't know about it, that's all." She swung back to the stove and cracked the eggs.

God, she thought. This is getting worse by the minute.

While the eggs were frying, Cindy set the table and steered the conversation to John's schooling and his visits to the doctor. He told her he didn't' think he learned much at the school because the teacher was forever chewing him out. He liked the doctor though. They ate, then Cindy began cleaning up the dishes.

"Do you have to do that right now?" John asked, standing directly behind her, so close that his rigid cock was brushing against her ass. "My thing's been hard for a long time and it's starting to ache."

"All right." Cindy stacked the dishes in the sink, then washed her hands. "Where do you want to do it?"

"Can we do it on the couch? I get tired of my bedroom sometimes."

"I guess we could. I'd better lock the door first." They went into the front room and Cindy flipped the latch. When she turned back, John was sprawled on the couch, staring dully at his pulsing cock as he caressed his nuts.

"Do you ever do it by yourself, John?" Cindy asked, walking toward him. "Do you ever make yourself shoot?"

"Sometimes I do." He glanced up at her with a questioning look. "Cindy, would you want to do something else for me?"

She dropped to her knees by his feet and reached for his cock. "What?"

He bowed his head meekly. "I'd kind of like for you to suck it," he mumbled so softly she could hardly hear him.

"What did you say, John?" Her hand was already around his cock and she could feel it pulsing in her grip- "I wish you'd suck me. You know, take it in your mouth and suck on it? I like to cum that way."

Like a frightened doe, she jumped up, releasing his prick. "Oh, John! I can't do that!"

"Why? Why can't you? Don't you like me?"

"It's not that." She didn't know what to say, how to tell him she'd never done anything like that. "I don't know how. I never have."

"Well, I want you to," he said sullenly. "I really do. I won't hurt you. Honest."

"Please, John. Don't ask me." She remembered the flood of cream that could shoot from his dick, and the thought of that fountain erupting in her mouth almost made her gag. She had no idea what it tasted like, but she imagined it would be terrible. "I'll jack you off, John, but I won't suck you. Okay?"

He shook his head. "Huh-uh. Will you do it if I eat your pussy at the same time? Will you do it then? I'd do it good like I did last night."

"Oh, John!" It was a temptation. To have him dive between her legs and gobble her cunt was almost enough to make her do it. The maddening thrill of his eating her had been fantastic, and the memory of it made her twat tingle.

She turned and looked out the window for several moments, feverishly wanting him to eat her, yet afraid to take his prick in her mouth. Finally she turned and looked at him.

"I'll tell you what, John. I'll do it if you promise not to shoot off in my mouth. I'll suck it, if you'll tell me before you cum. Will you do that?

Promise?"

He jumped to his feet, grinning and nodding quickly. "Yeah! Yeah! I will! Honest!"

She was still afraid, but the urge in her cunt was too demanding for her to stop. "We can't do it out here, though. We'll have to go in your bedroom."

"Okay," he said gleefully. "C'mon. Let's go." He motioned to her as he started for his room with quick strides. "C'mon!"

Dread gripped her as she hurried along behind him. Before she had reached the door, he had already jumped up on his bed and stretched out on his back with his thick, hairy cock pointed at the ceiling.

"Now, promise you won't shoot in my mouth?" Cindy cautioned as she quickly stripped. "If you do, I'll be real mad."

"I won't! Honest!"

Cindy had been told the position for sixty-nine, again by one of her girlfriends, but she assumed it awkwardly. After much moving and squirming, she finally had straddled John and was squatting with her cunt over his face, staring down at the huge dick jutting up from his groin.

"Are you ready?" he whispered. Before she could reply, he had gripped her thighs and pulled her twat down this mouth. Then his tongue was doing delirious things to her gash, darting and flicking the entire length of her crevice.

"John! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! Oh, my God!" It felt wonderful, and she enjoyed it tremendously. Her only problem was his prick. She balanced on her elbows, gripped the base of his dong, then slowly lowered her head until her lips were touching the enlarged head. It was hot against her lips as she began kissing it.

"UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMM!" John was slurping at her twat greedily. She could hear him swallowing the milk that was flowing from her dilated cunt hole. "UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF!"

The heated excitement of his mouth on her snatch pushed most of the fear out of her mind. Her hard-nippled tits were brushing against his belly as she slowly opened her lips and allowed them to slide down over his cock. The taste was surprisingly pleasant. She swished her tongue around the head, then began sucking as though she were eating a popsicle. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"

John was making low animal-like sounds in his throat as he licked and tongued her steamy gash. His nose was pressed tightly against her asshole as he shoved his tongue as far as he could into the sweet juicy orifice of her twat. "UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"

Oh, God! Cindy thought. This is fantastic! His cock tastes good! It's delicious!

She puckered her cheeks and applied pressure to the hot pole, then began bobbing her head up and down and wetting the shaft with her saliva. "UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF!"

The boy was lifting his ass off the bed, driving his tingling shaft deep into her mouth. He squirmed and twisted, and his legs jerked. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"

The cock in her mouth was thrilling Cindy more than she had expected. She knew it wouldn't be long before her orgasm peaked out. She began swirling her hips and rubbing the fleshy lips of her cunt all over John's face as he frantically tried to keep his tongue in her opening. She was afraid he was going to blow off, but she couldn't stop tugging on his tasty cock. She could only hope he would warn her in time. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"

"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" John moaned into her cunt. "GGGNNNHHHGGGHHH!" He was thrashing under her and his mouth made loud, wet sounds in her crotch. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH!"

Cindy felt the surge of climax start and begin speeding toward a crescendo. John's tool began swelling. She sensed and felt the juice coursing up his cock, but couldn't back away. Suddenly it was gushing into her mouth in gigantic spurts, washing against her tonsils and the back of her throat.

It was good! It tasted good!

She swallowed the boiling cum quickly, moaning between gulps. The liquid was sweet, with a pleasant taste. She couldn't believe how good it was. She kept her mouth on his jerking staff until the last final drops had seeped out the end. With a joyous moan, she sucked the last drops of cum off his cockhead and lifted her head.

"Oh, God!" she whimpered, swinging her leg off John and rolling onto her back. "Oh, God!"

John raised up on an elbow and grinned at her with cuntal milk dripping from his chin. "That was really neat, wasn't it, Cindy? Wow! You really did it good!"

Cindy put an arm across her eyes and tried to catch her breath. "You didn't tell me, John! You didn't tell me when you were going to shoot!"

"I know," he said sadly. "I forgot! Are you mad?"

"No. I'm not mad, I guess." She took a deep breath and got off the bed. "I'm going to take a shower and get dressed. When I'm through, I think you'd better do the same thing. You shouldn't run around without any clothes on. Someone might see you through the window."

"Okay," he answered obediently. "I will. Thanks, Cindy. You're out of sight."

Carrying her clothes in her hand, Cindy went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. She stood under the water for a long time, trying to fathom what was happening to her. If anyone had told her before today that she would suck a cock, she would have called them a liar. But now she liked it. She really did.

When she had dried off, she went to her room and slipped into the same plain dress. It was the only one she had. She brushed out her hair, then went to the kitchen to finish doing the dishes. As she was running the water, she heard the shower go on and smiled. At least John did what he was told.

The boy had returned to his room by the time she was through in the kitchen. She went to check on him, found him dressed but asleep, and decided to get out of the house for a while. She went out the front door and walked up the sidewalk hesitantly until she was directly across from the house she had once lived in.

I wish I could remember, she thought, scanning the silent house with its drawn curtains and closed windows. I wish I could remember what happened.

There was no one else outside that she could see as she stepped across the street and began walking around the house she had called hers for a long time. Everything was familiar. She could recall everything, except that night.

They hadn't told her much. Only that her uncle was dead and that her aunt had to be sent away to a hospital. She hadn't cared for either of them too much, but she still felt sorry that one was dead and the other had to be put away. It made her feel sad.

The phone was ringing in the Baker house when she returned. She dashed inside and hurried to the instrument in the kitchen. "Hello?"

"This is Martha, dear. I won't be home for lunch, so you'll have to fix it yourself. As a matter-of-fact, I may not be home in time to make dinner, either. You and Tina go ahead and start it, and I'll finish it when I get there. All right?"

"Oh, sure. I can take care of it."

"Fine. How's John?"

"Oh, he's all right. He's sleeping now."

"Did you, ahhh, did you take care of him this morning? The way I showed you?"

"Yes," she lied. "I did it just the way you showed me."

"I'm glad to hear that, dear. I know John must have been pleased. I'll try to make it home earlier, but I'll probably see you around six. 'Bye now."

Cindy hung up the phone and glanced at the clock. It wasn't quite noon. She decided to wait until John woke up before fixing lunch, and went into the living room to watch television. She checked on him several times in the hours afterward, but he was still sound asleep when Tina came home from school shortly after three. And she still hadn't had anything to eat.

"Are you hungry, Tina?" Cindy asked. "How about if I fix us both a sandwich?"

"That sounds good," the girl said. "I'm starved. I don't have any homework anyway. C'mon, I'll help you."

The girls went into the kitchen together, made baloney sandwiches, then sat down at the kitchen table with bottles of pop.

"Is John asleep?" Tina asked.

"Yeah. Since this morning. He didn't get much sleep last night, he said."

"Yeah, I know. He prowls around all night, sometimes. He's real funny that way."

"You didn't wake up last night, did you?" Cindy asked suspiciously.

"Hell, no. I slept like a log. You want some cookies?"

"No thanks."

When they were through eating they carried their pop into the living room where Tina asked, "Did you do anything to John this morning? Did you play with his cock?"

Cindy was embarrassed to explain exactly what had happened. "Yes. I made him shoot off."

"Oh, darn. I was hoping you hadn't. I wanted to watch you. Mom's not home, is she?"

"No. She's not going to be home 'til late."

"Hey, will you do it again, then? Will you jack John off so I can watch you?"

"I don't think we'd better wake him up," Cindy said. "He might not like it."

"Oh, he will when he finds out what you're going to do to him. C'mon. Let's go." Tina grabbed Cindy's arm and pulled her toward the hallway.

John was stretching and yawning when they entered his room. He rubbed at his eyes, then grinned at the girls. "Hi. I really slept a long time, didn't I?"

"Yes, you did," Cindy agreed.

"Go on, Cindy," Tina urged. "Tell him."

"Tell me what?" John sat up on the edge of his bed.

Cindy hesitated for only a moment. If she were going to stay there, she wanted Tina on her side, if nothing more than to act as a buffer between herself and Martha. If she could keep the kids happy, she knew there wouldn't be any problem with their parents. "Take off your clothes, John. It's time for me to take care of you again."

"Hey, great!" The boy stood up and began pulling off his shirt. "Are you going to watch, Tina? Like I watch you when you get a spanking?"

Tina was already quivering and her tiny tittys pushed against her blouse as her breathing quickened. "Uh-huh. Hurry up, John! Get those things off!"

In a matter of seconds the boy was nude and back on the bed. His thick dick had begun to swell, but it was growing very slowly. "I'd like it a lot better if you guys took your clothes off. Would you?"

"C'mon, Cindy," Tina said throatily as she unbuttoned her blouse. "Nobody'll be home. Let's do it."

"Okay." Cindy went to close the door, then began taking off her clothes. As they shed their underthings, John watched then closely, and his prick jerked rapidly to an erection. It was fully hard by the time they were naked, throbbing and pulsing with a small droplet of liquid oozing from the tiny slit in the end.

"Do it, Cindy!" Tina said throatily. "Oh, God! Do it! I can't wait!"

Cindy nodded silently and sat down on the bed. She reached for John's magnificent cock and curled her fingers around it, holding back a fervent desire to take it in her mouth and suck him off. The folds of her pussy were already wet with cuntal milk and as she began slowing stroking the thick muscle, she wondered if she would be able to have a climax.

"Jeez, Cindy!" John moaned. "That's nice. Uuuuuufff!"

He looked up at his sister who was standing next to the bed with her eyes fastened on his cock. His gaze lingered on her small pointed tits, then dropped down to the girlish cunt surrounded by thin wisps of hair. He reached out and began gently fondling her pelvis.

"Ooohhh!" Cindy moaned. The massive dong was hot against her palm and she wished desperately she could take it into her cunt. But she knew if she want that far, John would probably tell his mother, and she couldn't take the chance. She pushed her hand between his legs and cupped his nuts, rolling them back and forth in her fingers as she caressed his beautiful shaft.

"Is it hot, Cindy?" Tina gasped. "God, his cock is big, isn't it?" She reached down and pressed John's hand tightly against her pussy. "Do it, Cindy!" she whimpered. "Make him shoot! Make him shoot off!"

"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" John groaned. Cindy's gripping fist was exciting his dick. He began squirming and pumping upward with short, quick thrusts. "You do it good, Cindy! AAARRRGGGHHH! That really tickles my cock! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"

Cindy's heavy tits jiggled as she stroked the swollen shaft. Her legs were twitching, and her hot pussy tube tingled.

"Ooohhh, John! John! UUUNNNGGGHHH! It's such a beautiful cock! UUUNNNFFF! I just love it! UUUMMM! Oh, John!"

"IT'S SO BIG!" Tina wailed. "GOD, I WISH IT WAS IN ME!" She moved her feet apart and pushed John's hand into her crotch, pressing it tightly against her wet, tingling cunt. "OH, JOHN! CUM! PLEASE!" She pumped against his finger. "CUM, JOHN! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH!"

Cindy's eyes stayed glued to the swollen purple head as she pounded on the hairy shaft. John was lifting his ass off the bed, jamming his dick into her hand as he squirmed and thrashed. "JOHN! DO IT! JOHN! OOOHHH!"

"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! I'M GONNA CUM! OH, GOD! AAAGGGHHH! FASTER, CINDY! FASTER! AAARRRGGGHHH! NOW! NOW! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!"

Both girls watched wide-eyed as the boy arched off the bed, then his cock was shooting a spray of cream into the air. The white liquid spurted in repeated jets from the round head and dropped in a shower all over his belly and the bed.

"OH, JESUS!" Tina shrieked. "LOOK AT THAT! OH, GOD! WOW!"

"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" As the sprouting dick jerked in her grasp, Cindy shivered with orgasm. Her eyes closed and her nostrils flared as she groaned in pleasant ecstasy. "OOOHHH! AAAGGGHHH!"

"God, that was fantastic!" Tina croaked. "I'd better wipe him off!" She pulled John's hand from her crotch, then got his shorts and began dabbing at the droplets of cream glistening on his stomach.

Cindy took a deep breath and stood up. Even though she had had a climax, she still wasn't satisfied. The ache in her cunt was still there, and it would take something more than jacking the boy off to make it go away.

Tina tossed John's shorts on the floor and turned to face Cindy, her eyes shining brightly. "There's something I've always wanted to do," she said quickly. "I can now, with my parents gone. Wait here a minute." With that she turned and dashed out of the room.

"That was really neat, Cindy," John said, smiling up at her. "You do it better than Mom. You want me to eat you now? I will if you want me to."

Oh, God! If they only could. "No, John. Not right now. We'll do it again, though. I don't want Tina to ... "

"Here it is!" Tina shouted as she raced back into the room carrying the straps with the wooden handle. She handed the whip to Cindy. "I want you to spank me, Cindy. I want you to spank me while I suck John."

Cindy was taken aback. "I can't do that, Tina! And you can't suck John! Your mother would kill you if she found out!"

"She won't!" the girl pleaded. "Please, Cindy! Please! This is the only chance I've ever had! Please!"

"I'd really like that," John said before Cindy could say no again. "I think that would really be cool."

Cindy was in too deep now to refuse. Both of them would be angry with her if she said no. She lifted the whip and looked at it sadly, wondering if it hurt very much when it was slapped across a bare ass. Then she looked up at Tina, who was begging her with her eyes.

"Tina, do you cum when ... when your mother uses this on you?"

"I think so. I don't know what cumming is, really. But I think I do. I feel all good down there." She pointed to her cunt. "It's really terrific! Will you do it, Cindy? Please!"

"I guess so," Cindy sighed and shrugged. "Don't you ever tell anybody about it. You both have to promise me."

"Oh, I won't tell. And John won't either. Honest!" Tina was smiling as she swung around to her brother. "Scoot over to the edge of the bed, John, and put your feet on the floor."

"Okay." The boy was obviously excited as he moved into position. He placed his ass so that his feet were flat on the floor and his balls were hanging over the side. His rigid cock jerked as he waited for his sister.

"Not too hard, now," Tina cautioned Cindy. The girl stepped over to her brother and bent down, placing her elbows on his outstretched thighs. Then she moved her feet apart, giving Cindy a direct view of her pooched cuntal lips. "Go ahead, Cindy! Start!"

As Cindy gripped the handle of the whip and tested its weight, she watched Tina lower her open mouth over the head of John's throbbing tool. Her legs were twitching as she pulled her arm back and swung, slapping the leather thongs across Tina s pink, rounded ass.