Chapter 12
Robbie and Darlene were lounging on the living room furniture, reading, when their parents came into the room. Their folks were dressed up. Their children admired how good they looked, each reserving special praise for the parent of the opposite sex.
"I hope you like the concert, Dad." Darlene straightened her father's bowtie, and smiled up at him when she was satisfied with the results. She felt a surge in her hot, young pussy. Her father did look so handsome. It was a shame she could not go out alone with him to a concert or something like that. They always had to be so discreet when they were together. Although it was not unusual for a father and daughter to spend time together, Darlene and her dad had a secret. They did not want to do anything to risk its discovery.
"I will, honey. You be good while we're gone."
Darlene grinned at the twinkle in her father's eye. The big man did not seem nearly as aloof as he once had been. She liked his new, more relaxed self. She congratulated herself for being part of the cause of the changes in her dad.
The girl was" bubbling with mischief when her brother finally shut the door behind his parents. "They sure are a handsome couple . . . don't you get jealous sometimes when you see Mom and Dad? Don't you feel sometimes like it ought to be you?"
Robbie hid sulkily behind his magazine. "No ... of course not."
"Oh come on, Robbie. You can be honest with me!"
He threw down the magazine in exasperation. It was clear that Darlene had hit a sore point. Even though he knew he was a lucky guy to have two beautiful lovers like his mother and his sister, he still did not like having to share his mother. He knew it was right that his mother should love his dad, but it was hard for him to think of his mother behaving with his father as she did with him. He thought back to the time when he had seen his mother writhing under his father's skilled tongue and hard cock. He had not been jealous then. His mother had not been his lover then. He no longer liked to think of her squirming in shameless abandon with anyone but him.
"Okay! So I get jealous sometimes! What about it? Everybody gets jealous sometimes, don't they?"
Darlene was sorry to see her brother suffering. She had kept the secret of her own involvement with her father for a long time. She had not been sure how Robbie would take it. On impulse, she decided that this was the time to tell. It might help Robbie to know he was not alone in his suffering. "I know exactly how you feel, Robbie! I feel the same way sometimes."
Robbie was all quiet, interested. "You mean, you get jealous of me with Mom?"
"Oh no. I used to . . . when I used to feel like I was on the outside. But I know the thing with Mom is important to you. I wouldn't want to interfere with that."
"So what then?"
Robbie was too quiet. Darlene started to feel a trifle uneasy.
"It's Dad I get jealous about. He's such a handsome, powerful man. Sometimes I wish he wasn't my dad, so we could go out together or something.
I mean, I guess I'm too young too ... at least, people would say I was too young." She was getting confused. The way Robbie was staring at her was unlike anything she had ever seen in his handsome young face.
"You mean . . . you and Dad have something going?"
She hesitated. "Yes ... we have had, for a while now. It was you and Mom who gave me the idea." She grinned the grin she knew that always cheered Robbie up. "I seduced Dad, just like I did you. He didn't want to do it at first. Didn't think we should, just like you."
Robbie's eyes became very wide, and his jaw dropped. "Holy cow! This thing is turning into a regular three-ring circus, isn't it?"
Darlene giggled self-consciously. "Sure, it is, but it's fun, isn't it? After all, you have Mom and me! Why shouldn't I have two too?
Robbie was not sure he liked what his sister was saying, but he had to admit it made sense. The beautiful young brunette was not doing anything he wasn't doing. "I guess you're right," he replied hesitantly, Darlene breathed a great sigh of relief. She felt things were under control again. She knew how to manage her brother from here. They had the whole evening before them, a whole evening alone! It was a luxury! She reached for his hand. "Come sit beside me, Robbie."
He did it, a little reluctantly. His sister began to plant light kisses over his face and neck. The boy wanted to resist, but his reaction to her closeness was a predictable one: His cock began to throb inside his jeans.
Darlene's pointed little tongue probed the delicate contours of her brother's ear. "Robbie . . . ?"
Goosebumps were standing out on the boy's skin. Darts of desire were coursing through him. The boy ceased to worry about his sister's affair with their father. He had more important things on his mind . . . like his own pleasure! "Uh?"
"My pussy's so hot, Robbie! I purposely wore no panties under my skirt tonight, so I'd be all nice and ready for you! Will you eat my pussy for me, Robbie? Pretty please?"
Her lewd request put the boy's lust on full power. Hesitation fled as he dropped to his knees on the rug and parted Darlene's thighs. He pushed her skirt up high, all the way to her hips. He eyed greedily the open, pink gash of the younger girl's pussy. "You sure have a wet pussy, Darlene! What have you been thinking about, you little cunt?"
His crude language made jolts of desire shoot up and down the girl's spine. She wriggled her ass down closer to the edge of the couch, leaned her head back and moaned. She parted her thighs as wide as she could get them. Their spread-eagled position was a lurid invitation to the boy's lust.
"I've been thinking about you, Robbie! I've been thinking about how nice you eat pussy! I've been wanting to feel your tongue playing with my clit!"
Robbie realized suddenly how far Darlene had come from the hesitant girl who first crept into bed with him. More and more, she was immersing herself in her lush sexuality. She knew now the power she had over a man in heat. Seducing her father had probably been a real boost to her ego. She was confident of herself, confident of what she could get to satisfy her grown-woman desires. She knew exactly how to thrill a man, to get him to play the game the way she wanted it.
Her lusty words were thrilling her brother. He wanted to play her game. He wanted to taste her hot, wet cunt, just the way she wanted him to. He knew he was a pawn in her hand, but he could not help himself. She had hooked him with the tantalizing snare of her bare pussy! "Yeah, I want it too, Darlene. You've got the best-tasting pussy!"
His tongue licked sensually up along the gaping expanse of her hungering cunt. To the wet sheen of her excitement he added a coating of his own saliva. He licked up and down both sides of her pussy until she was warbling with quaking excitement. He could feel his cock pulsing in his pants, responding to the obscene task. The boy could think only how sexy his sister was, and of how much he wanted to bury his senses in her, how much he wanted to give her pleasure, to make her cum.
Her head of thick, dark hair fell over her face as she slumped forward and hunched her pussy up into her brother's face. She was lost in the lusty mire of his erotic play. She felt every flicker of his roaming tongue, every nibble of his lips on her hard little clitoris. "Oh God, Robbie! Eat my pussy! Do it for me, baby!"
A few months ago they had been two young kids with nothing more earth-shattering on their minds than baseball and chocolate malteds. They were different now, and they knew it. Preoccupied by the sexual discoveries that surrounded them at home, they cared more for seeking their pleasure in the family than for pursuing any kind of adolescent amusement. They had progressed beyond their years in their knowledge of sensuality. Their peers at school bored them. They knew things the others did not know yet, might never know, so they kept more and more to themselves, and turned more and more to the raptures of each other's hungry young bodies.
Darlene felt all her old hero-worship of her brother surge to the front as he slid his tongue up and down the slick flanges of her wide-open cunt. It thrilled her to feel him working so hard to please her. She thought of the hard-on he must have in his pants by now. She knew she wanted it. She wanted to show him, instead of tell him, how special he was to her . . . and how much she appreciated his passion.
At Darlene's coaxing, brother and sister positioned themselves naked on the couch so that Darlene was lying full-length on her back, and Robbie was poised on all fours above her. His face hovered over her ready, trembling twat. His hard cock dangled down toward her face. His cock-tip brushed her nose. She opened her mouth and let him in. He shoved his cock into her mouth all the way to the base. She cooed with wanton satisfaction and squrimed her cunt up into his face.
"Oh Darlene . . . you're sexy . . . such a turn on! God, I love to eat your pussy! Mmmmmm!"
Before, Robbie had been working on her cunt like a skilled craftsman, maneuvering his tongue to get her into all the special places, fluttering his lips at just the right moments. With the increase of his passion, his lovemaking lost its refinement. It descended to the basest level of raw passion.
Darlene did not like it any the less. In fact, she squirmed wantonly beneath him and rocked her cunt up into his face. She sucked on the hard cock in her mouth with reckless energy. Her tongue stabbed boldly into the slit in his cockhead, demanding a taste of his juices. She squealed with delight when she got what she was after.
They made an obscene picture, brother and sister undulating naked against one another, their faces buried eagerly between one another's legs. They were well aware of their depravity as they worked to increase their ardor. Robbie loved to feel his sister close her lips tightly around his cock and slide them all the way to the base. It made him want to eat her pussy more savagely, to make her feel as good as he felt. He succeeded in provoking from her another outburst more intense than the one before.
They kept driving each other higher, until neither was conscious of anything but the ricocheting pleasure that possessed their sweat-coated bodies. Robbie drove his tongue like a madman, deep into Darlene's cunt. He licked her pussy from clitoris to asshole with long, sweeping strokes. The girl wrapped her tongue feverishly around her brother's cock-shaft. When she heard his grunts of approval, she did it harder and faster. She wanted to make him cum! She wanted to taste his cum-juices shooting into her greedy throat.
It was not long before Robbie made her wishes come true. He felt his cock grow to what felt like immense proportions. He felt the dam break. Her lips nibbled eagerly to swallow up the gushing flow of juices. The boy felt a jolt of pleasure in the realization that his horny sister had sucked him dry . . . swallowed down every last drop of his potent load!
Even while the taste of his cum was still fresh on her lips, Darlene felt herself slip into climax. She ground her pussy-mound frantically against her brother's face until her clitoris stopped its wrenching motion. Then she lay still beneath her brother, her thighs wet and trembling, her body sated.
When their energy returned to them, brother and sister began to explore each other farther. Robbie kissed his sister's pretty face. He watched her dark eyes grow hazy with lust once more.
"Feel good, sis?" he asked her.
"God, yes ... I could just keep on doing it with you like this forever."
"It doesn't bother you does it, that we're kind of freaks? We don't do it the way most people do, you know. I mean, we're not your average American family!"
Darlene's dark eyes twinkled. "Well, if we're not, we ought to be. You know what they say: 'The family that plays together stays together.' "
"You're shameless, Darlene. You know that?"
"I know. I want you to screw me, Robbie!"
He screwed her, just as she had asked. Neither of them was sorry. On the contrary, it was a couple of very happy American teenagers who welcomed their parents back from their evening at the concert.