Chapter 8
Jane was no dope. It didn't take her long to figure things out, especially when she returned to the farm and Carol and Archie were missing. Just to make sure, though, she stayed awake in bed until she heard her niece and nephew sneaking in before dawn. They were billing and cooing like the lovers Jane now knew for certain that they were.
"That little bitch," she muttered to herself as she thought about what Carol had done. "I trusted her, and she went behind my back and snatched her damned brother for herself. I can't believe I fell for that crap she gave me about Archie not turning her on."
Jane took a deep breath, steeling her will. The way she saw it, she had been humiliated by a young snip of a girl who shouldn't have even been in the same league with her. There was no doubt about it, she thought, to save her pride, she had to strike back.
"Got to get even!" she angrily vowed to herself.
She reasoned there was no point in going after Archie again. Carol probably had him wrapped around her little finger by now. And his four brothers had already been seduced into incest. Getting any of them to fuck her, Jane decided, would prove nothing. She wanted to get it on with someone special. Someone whose slide into incest would make Carol's head spin.
Now the only problem was in selecting the perfect pigeon.
"Of course!" Jane declared. "It's foolproof! Like shooting fish in a barrel!"
She was so excited that she couldn't sleep. So she stayed awake and planned. The woman planned the most inspired seduction of her sexual career. She almost had to thank Carol for double-crossing her and pushing her into something she ought to have done a long, long time ago. * * * Frank Hilton was a simple man. A man's man. He had tried marriage and, although he was sorry his wife had died, he wasn't about to remarry. Of course, his hands were full with five sons and a daughter. But the current deal he had with their aunt was about as far as he was willing to go with the opposite sex.
What Frank liked about having Jane around was that he didn't have to think about her as a woman because she was his own sister. She was just there, doing a job. Her sex life was none of his concern. She couldn't use her body the way a wife could, to control him. That was exactly the way Frank thought he wanted it.
He was in for a rude awakening, about to find out that a man's sister could make him jump through hoops the same way any other woman could. Especially if his sister was as determined as Jane was to try out his cock.
The day that would change Frank Hilton's life started out uneventfully enough. His younger children were in school, and the older boys had gone over to the next farm to make some extra money helping out with the harvest. Frank was sticking close to the house, catching up on a few repairs that needed to be made. He was mending a chicken coop when his sister wandered outdoors.
"Oh, what a gorgeous day," Jane said. "Too nice to waste indoors. Think I'll get me some sun."
"Suit yourself, Sis," Frank told her. "Don't mind me."
Jane was wearing a housecoat. She took it off. Frank didn't bother to look, assuming she was decent underneath. She wasn't.
In her plunging bra and bikini panties, Jane stretched out on a patch of grass near where her brother was working. She was on her back, with her knees up. Gradually, her knees fell apart. When Frank glanced at her again, the first thing he saw was her open crotch. Blonde tufts of pussy hair curled out from her tight panties at the edges of her spread thighs.
In silence, Frank tried to convince himself it didn't make any difference whether he saw his sister like this. That didn't work. He knew it when he felt his prick swell under his overalls. Then he tried to turn away. That didn't work either. He was staring now, and breathing so hard that Jane couldn't help but hear him.
"Something wrong, Frank?" she asked him, covering her eyes with her arm.
"No, nothing," Frank lied.
He kept eyeing her. Jane gave him plenty to look at. With her free hand, the woman reached down, and she caressed her thighs. Gradually, her fingers strayed to her crotch. She fiddled with her panties. More pussy hair sneaked out for Frank to see.
He found himself edging closer to Jane. It was as though his cock, fully hard now, were pulling him forward. He shoved his hand into his pocket, grabbing his cock as if he could restrain himself that way. The next thing he knew, he was stroking his fuckmeat, all but jerking off through the denim of his overalls.
Jane lifted her arm from her eyes, and she sat up. Her tits jiggled in her lowcut bra. She caught her brother, with his cock bulging in his overalls.
Frank froze, his fingers tightly squeezing his prick. He didn't know how he expected his sister to react. Certainly not the way she did.
"My, my," Jane playfully noted. "Just what do we have here?"
Frank was finally able to release his cock. But it was too late. A dark stain abruptly spread across the front of his overalls. He had just come in his pants.
"Have an accident?" Jane teased.
Finally, Frank managed to turn away, his face burning with embarrassment. He started shuffling toward the barn, the only place he could think of to go to get away from his mocking sister.
"Wait!" Jane called to him.
Frank tried to ignore her. He couldn't. Jane had jumped up. She ran in front of him to block his path. Her hands were on her hips, and her big tits practically spilled from her skimpy bra.
"Leave me alone, Sis," Frank croaked. "I feel bad enough as it is, without you laughing at me. I don't know what came over me."
"But, Frank, you've got me wrong," Jane answered, her tone changing to one of sympathy. "I don't want to make fun of you. I understand. Sometimes people just have to let themselves go. What happened to you could happen to anyone."
She paused, letting her brother's eyes grow wide as she slipped her hand inside her panties.
"It could even happen to me," she now purred, rubbing her cunt with a circular motion. "Just watch."
In a moment, Jane was moaning. A moist blotch had appeared at the crotch of her panties. A thread of pussy juice trickled down the inside of one of her sleek thighs.
"See," she said when she had caught her breath. "I made myself come just like you did, Frank. I watched you, and you watched me, so now we're even. Make you feel better?"
Frank gritted his teeth. What kind of crazy game was his sister playing? Damn, if she hadn't given him another hard-on. That had to have been her plan. Just like this whole thing was obviously a setup.
"I know what you're thinking, Frank," Jane told him. "You want to know why I'm doing this."
Frank nodded painfully, as though his neck were sprained.
"I could try to explain it, tell you how I've noticed how lonely you seem. How much you need a woman to do the things for you only a woman can do for a man." She paused, glancing down at the front of her brother's overalls to make sure his cock was still hard. It was. The revealing bulge was larger than ever. "Or, I could go back through the years, and tell you how I've always had a secret crush on you, ever since I was a little girl. Not just a big brother thing, either."
Frank just hung there, waiting for whatever was going to happen next.
"But what's the point in trying to explain how I feel with words," Jane cooed, "when I can show you so much better."
She reached behind her back, and she unhooked her bra. Her bare tits spilled free, so firm and big that they bounced. Her nipples were hot-pink and sticking straight out. Then she hooked her thumbs under the elastic of her panties, and she peeled them away. The sunlight caught the golden triangle of her pussy and made her blonde bush gleam.
"I've always wanted you to see me naked like this, Frank, to find out what you'd do," she murmured. "I know your cock is already hard, but will you do anything with it? That's what I need to know."
With his sister's open mention of his hard cock, Frank Hinton made the biggest decision of his life.
"Take it out," he rasped to his sister. "If you want my prick, you'll have to make the move yourself, Jane. I'm too gutless to hand it over to you myself, but I don't have the strength to stop you from whatever you're going to do."
"Don't sound so grim, Frank," Jane soothed. "Like we were both going straight to hell. All I want to do is make you feel good."
"I told you I'm not stopping you, Sis," Frank choked.
"I've heard better offers," Jane gently teased. "But I'll take what I can get."
She knelt before her brother. She unfastened his overalls and pulled them down. Frank wore long-johns. Jane stripped them away, and she was greeted by the biggest hard-on she had ever seen in all her years of sucking and fucking.
"God, you're hung!" she gasped with delight. "Your cock is even more than I expected. Mmmm, so much more."
She brought the swollen knob of her brother's prick to her mouth, caressing his cockhead with her lips and tongue. Frank's knees wobbled and his balls jumped in their tightening sac.
"Suck me, Sis!" he blurted out with uncontrollable desire. "Suck my cock!"
Jane closed her lips over his cockhead, lightly tugging at his foreskin. His fuckshaft quivered.
"Oh, that's it, Sis," Frank moaned. "It's been so long since my cock was sucked. I'd almost forgotten how good it feels."
"It'll feel even better when I've eaten the whole thing, and you're fucking me in the mouth," Jane promised.
She bore down. Quickly, her brother's prick-head had reached her throat, and it was advancing farther with every hungry swallow she took.
"Can you really take my whole cock?" Frank asked. "No woman has ever been able to do it for me. Not even a whore."
Jane looked up at her brother with smoldering eyes, wordlessly telling him that no whore could suck a prick the way she could do it. There was no way a woman who sucked for money could match one who was driven by sheer lust.
"Yes, you can do it!" he excitedly said. "If anyone can take all of my cock in her mouth, Sis, it's got to be you. It's like no other woman could do it. It's fate, goddamn it, fate, Sis! You were made to suck this big cock of mine better than anyone else! I see that now! This was meant to be!"
Her brother's response couldn't have pleased Jane more. She felt exactly the same way as Frank did. After years of going from man to man, Jane now realized, the biggest and sweetest prick she would ever taste belonged to her very own brother.
Suddenly, she deep-throated Frank's giant fuck-shaft. Every inch of it had just been swallowed. Jane glanced up, waiting for her brother's praise.
"You're the best, Sis." He told her what she needed to hear. "The best little cocksucker this side of heaven."
Frank reached down, and he clasped his sister's head with his big hands. He jammed her mouth on his prick. His hips rolled. The result was the kind of friction that rapidly takes its toll on a man's balls. In a very short time, Frank would have to come.
He fucked his sister's mouth harder and harder. Cum boiled in his balls. When it erupted, there was going to be more of it than Frank could ever remember unloading.
"Gonna shoot it, Sis!" he cried. He didn't bother to ask Jane if she was going to drink his jizz. He knew she would.
Frank's prick was as far down his sister's throat as it could get when his cockhead erupted. Jane didn't even have to gulp. The liquid heat poured straight into her belly. No man had ever fed her so much cum, and she had never been as thirsty for the juice from anyone's cock as she was for her brother's scalding sperm.
After Frank's prick was drained, Jane kept sucking, keeping it hard while she waited for her brother to make the next move. Her wait would not be long.
"I want to fuck you now, Sis," Frank urgently said. "Are you ready for my cock in your cunt?"
"Oh, yes, Frank," she panted. "Fuck me, fuck me!"
She fell back on her elbows. Her legs were spread, her pussy was wide-open.
Frank knelt before her, then eased down, slipping his hips between her thighs. His cockhead was already at the fleshy gates of her cunt. He entered her, and her wet pussy squished as his prick sank in deeper and deeper.
Then, when Frank's twelve-inch fuckshaft was buried in her pussy, Jane wiggled her ass. All that cock in her cunt made her want to shout with joy. But when she opened her mouth to cry out, what surfaced was even more in tune with her feelings. A moan came straight from her chest. With the fuck just beginning, Jane was climaxing already.
"Oh, Frank," she breathlessly told her brother, "I'm getting off for you sooo goooooooood . . . sooo sooooooon."
"I'll keep it happening for you, Sis," Frank promised. "I want to fuck you better than anyone's ever fucked you. Make you forget about all the other cocks you've taken in your cunt."
He pumped his prick in Jane's pussy again and again. At first they were short, compact cock-strokes. Then, gradually, they grew longer, until Frank was using almost every inch of his massive cock.
He drove his prick so deeply into his sister's cunt that she groaned. A moment later, he pulled out until only his cockhead remained in her cunt. Jane begged him to shaft her again. He did, slamming into her. Frank's prick seemed to get bigger with every thrust.
But fucking his sister's cunt was not all Frank was doing. Fucking his sister had turned him into an expert lover, something he had never been before. His tongue did wonderful things to Jane's big tits, especially the nipples. Down below, his fingertips ran up and down her ass crack. Jane kept coming and coming.
"I've been with a lot of men, Frank, but, ooooh, you're the one I'm gonna remember. How did you ever get to be such a stud without me knowing about it?" she asked.
"I was nothing with women until you, Sis," Frank readily admitted. "Just a bull in a china shop when I was fucking, before today. Like they say, slam, bam and thank you, ma'am. It's like you've taught me what fucking's all about."
"That's because I'm not just another woman," Jane murmured. "I'm your sister. Flesh and blood. We're part of each other."
"Yeah, Sis, that's it," Frank sighed. "Exactly it. My prick belongs in your pussy. We were born to fuck."
"And there's only one thing missing to make it perfect," Jane said. "You know what that is, Frank?"
"My cum in your cunt, Sis?"
"Absolutely! When are you going to give it to me, Frank? My pussy's so thirsty for your hot jizz. I want your big cock to just spurt and spurt inside of me until my cunt can't hold it all, and the cum runs down my legs."
"That's just the way you're gonna get it, Sis," Frank vowed.
"Your cock's ready to blow?"
"It will be," Frank playfully teased, "if you stop gabbing, and let me drill you with everything I've got."
"Rip me! Rip me!" Jane begged.
Frank plowed into her. One cock-thrust after another hammered her cunt.
"Take it, Sis, take it!" Frank rasped.
"Come, come, come!" Jane chanted.
Then, for a long, frantic moment the only sounds were the lovers' hard breathing, the repeated slaps of belly against belly, and the rhythmic squishing caused by Frank's pistoning prick in Jane's moist pussy. Brother and sister were fucking as though their lives depended on it.
Now the dam broke between Frank's legs. His body stiffened, then he collapsed on top of Jane as his cum gushed into her cunt.
"Ooooh," he moaned. "I'm giving it to you, Sis. Can you feel it? Feel all the cum I'm shooting in your pussy?"
"It's more jizz than I've ever taken," Jane bubbled. "So hot. So thick. So much. You were right, Frank, my cunt'll never be able to hold it all. I'm already leaking, and your prick's still shooting."
All of a sudden, Frank wanted to see his cum flow. He impulsively yanked his spurting prick from his sister's sloppy cunt and, without warning, aimed the final blast right in Jane's face. It left her features looking like they were melting. Jane loved it.
"I just wish you could have come even more," she sighed, now that her brother's cock had slowed to a dribble. "I would've liked to drown in it."
"We've still got time," Frank panted. "As long as my prick's still hard."
"Say no more, stud," Jane joyously said. She grabbed his tireless cock. She was jacking him off, rubbing his cockhead against her tits.
"Mmmm, Sis, your tits are so big and soft," Frank said. "Like satin pillows."
"Want to fuck them?" Jane asked.
"How?"
"Like this, silly."
Jane placed her brother's prick between her tits, then squeezed her tit mounds around Frank's throbbing cock.
"See how easy it is?" Jane said. "Tits like mine are just made for fucking. Don't they grip your cock good?"
"Ahhh, perfect, Sis, perfect," Frank answered. "Everything about you is perfect. My balls are already whipping up a fresh batch of cum."
"When you shoot it, I want you to spray it all over me. Turn me into a dripping, sticky mess," Jane told her brother. "Then after you come all over me, you can lick me off. Ever tasted your own jizz?"
Frank admitted that he hadn't, but said he couldn't think of a better way to try it for the first time than by lapping it off his sister's naked body.
"Okay, then," Jane chirped. "Now, before we put your tongue to work, we've got to take care of first things first. Namely, titfucking your hard cock until the cum flies."
She stopped talking, concentrating on stroking her brother's rigid prick with her squeezing tits. Faster and faster, she jerked. The head of Frank's cock was bobbing up and down, a red blur. At the other end of his prick, his balls bounced in their springy sac.
"It's getting to me, Sis," Frank grunted. "I can feel the cum rising. It's gonna be as much as when I let go in your mouth and pussy. Maybe more. Damn, I feel just like a horny kid again when I'm with you. All cock!"
Jane had turned her nipples inward as she tit-fucked her brother's prick. Her rubbing tit buds of stiff flesh provided the final friction that triggered Frank's climax. All of a sudden, his cock was a sexual rifle, shooting liquid bullets. And the target was Jane, who pulled away with the first spurt of cum. She leaned back so Frank could fire away at her at will.
Frank guided his prick's creamy flow down along his sister's naked body. He couldn't have drenched her more if he'd pissed on her. By the time he'd emptied his balls, the jagged trail of his cum stretched from the bridge of Jane's nose all the way to her pussy.
The first blast of jizz had splattered Jane's face. The last splashed at the center of her spread thighs, turning her pussy's golden bush snow-white. In between the start and finish of Frank's climax, his sister's neck, tits and belly were all connected by a continuous stream of cockjuice.
Now Frank's prick sputtered to a dribble, and he abandoned it as his instrument of pleasure, replacing it with his tongue. He began licking his sister, following the gooey path of his cum. "Ooooh, lap me up!" a writhing Jane squealed. Frank's feast ended between his sister's legs. There, he devoured her cunt, sucking her pussylips and clit into his mouth. Jane climaxed in his face. Frank had started out swabbing up his own jizz, but wound up gorging himself on pussy juice.
"Eat me, eat me!" Jane wildly urged. "Eat right through me!"
Frank did more than just eat his sister out. While he continued going down on her cunt, he shifted his muscular body around on top of her into the sixty-nine position. He stuffed his tireless cock into Jane's waiting mouth, and she gobbled his fuck-shaft down her throat.
The greedy slurping of brother and sister filled the air. The spring breeze picked it up, carrying it out into the sky. Someone approaching the farm could have heard it even before they caught sight of Frank and Jane. Someone did. Carol.
And then she rounded the house and saw what she heard.