Chapter 3
When Becky left her uncle's office, she was twenty-thousand dollars richer and had a cunt full of cum from the biggest cock any woman could ever hope to fuck. She should have been on top of the world and indeed, for a time she was.
But then the guilt started setting in.
The reason was Rob. Because, for the first time, Becky had been unfaithful to her brother while they were active lovers.
Oh, sure, she had spent the last several years going from man to man, but that was different. Part of her long-range plan, in fact, to make a life of her own away from Rob. That was why she'd left home while he stayed behind. Not to seek her fame and fortune in New York, as she'd told everyone, but to get away from what she'd convinced herself was the trap of incest with her brother.
Rob had known when she went away that she would fuck other men. He had even reluctantly agreed that perhaps it was all for the best, since as brother and sister he and Becky could never have a normal life together.
And so in the years away from Rob, Becky had thrown herself into proving she had a sexual identity without her brother. Living off her body wasn't laziness on her part, but therapy.
In the long run, through, it hadn't worked. After of her mother's death Becky had finally come back home and the first thing she had done was fuck her brother. And once his prick was inside her again, she was convinced she would never stray again.
She'd been so sure...
Then along came Vic.
"What got into me?" Becky asked herself, aimlessly walking the streets of her hometown until it was dark, trying to think things out.
She immediately answered her question with a vivid mental picture--the vibrant image of her uncle's twelve-inch cock. A cock that huge was just irresistible, regardless of her love for Rob. The twenty-thousand dollars that went with it had had nothing to do with it really.
"I did it once," Becky admitted to herself, "and I'd do it again."
Her cunt was heating up again just from the thought of how Vic was hung. She almost turned around and went right back to his office for more fucking.
"No, no, that'd be too much, too soon," she cautioned herself. "I've had enough of that beautiful monster for one day."
On the other hand, though, she didn't want to go back to her motel. Rob might drop by and she didn't want to face him with another man's cum in her pussy.
"A drink," she said. "That's what I need. A good, stiff drink. Maybe two or three."
She went to the nearest bar. Manny's, it was called and there she hesitated. Becky knew the place well--by reputation. She had never actually been inside but she had heard stories--one in particular.
When Becky was a little girl her father used to drink at Manny's before the accident. She could recall her mother complaining that the old man supported the bar better than he did his own family.
Supposedly, he had been weaving home from his favorite joint on the night when he was hit by the truck which ended his life. His body had been crushed so badly that Becky's mother had him cremated, so bitter, she hadn't even bothered with a funeral.
After that, Mrs. Coleman had refused to even discuss him with her children. However, to this day, Becky remembered her father fondly. He'd always had a candy bar in his pocket for her and a bounce on his knee, no matter how drunk he might have been.
"What the hell?" Becky sighed, looking heavenward. "How about a drink for old time's sake, Daddy?"
She went inside Manny's. It was a smoky den of a place, one that probably hadn't changed since her father was a regular. Becky took a stool and ordered something strong.
She tossed it down quickly, but when she ordered another round and tried to pay for the first, the bartender pushed her money back.
"Guy down there's shelling out," he told Becky, pointing to the end of the bar.
Becky looked down there and all at once a familiar face seemed to leap out at her through the smoke. It could have been her uncle Vic, minus about twenty-five years.
"Randy!" she called to her cousin.
He was at her side by the time she finished saying his name. When he sat down next to her, his muscular thigh brushed against her leg and in spite of herself, Becky found herself wondering if the old saying about like father, like son, held true when it came to cocks.
"Always drink here," Randy slurred, obviously bombed. "If it was good enough for your daddy, it's good enough for me. He's the one in the family I take after, not my old man."
Becky nodded, knowing her cousin's story well. He had studied to be a lawyer like Vic, but that was as far as he'd followed in his father's footsteps. Randy had never gotten around to even taking the bar exam, preferring booze instead.
In short, he was bad news. But, as she drank with him, Becky could only think about one thing--his cock. Was it as big as his father's? Pretty soon she realized she was powerless to keep from finding out.
"I know an even better spot to drink than this," she finally said.
"Your place or mine?" Randy answered with a lopsided grin.
"Mine."
They went there. After they arrived, Becky gave her cousin a half-empty bottle of vodka she had to nurse, then excused herself. When she went into the bathroom, she took off all her clothes.
When she didn't come back out after a few minutes, Randy jokingly called, "Hey, whatsa matter? You fall in or something?"
"Just slipped into something more comfortable," Becky answered from behind the door as she opened it. "Hope you like it."
And stark naked, she emerged.
"Jesus Christ!" a stunned Randy gulped, spilling the vodka all over himself at the sight of Becky's bare body. "Wh-what is this?"
"A test," Becky smirked. "A test to see if you're too drunk to get a hard-on."
"Shit, never too drunk for that," Randy rasped. "But, damn, you're family. My own cousin!"
"Doesn't stop me from being as horny as a woman can be," Becky purred. "Now what about that hard-on?"
Randy thought about it for a moment, then sighed, "I'm not sure that I'm not just dreaming this. But, go ahead, see for yourself."
His knees fell apart and he sprawled in his chair. At the crotch of his tight pants was an enormous bulge, which gave Becky every reason to believe Randy had inherited his father's spectacular cock.
"Take it out," Becky requested breathlessly. "Let me see it."
"Yeah, I'm dreaming this. Got to be. So drunk I can't tell if I'm awake or asleep," Randy said. "Probably won't remember any of this in the morning anyway, so I've got nothing to lose."
He unzipped his swollen fly. Too much alcohol had made him clumsy, so he had to fumble inside his pants to get a hold on his cock meat. Becky grew impatient. But when she saw his cock, it was worth the wait. Fully hard, Randy couldn't have been hung any bigger. Maybe even bigger than his father.
For the second time within hours, Becky was a total slave to a huge prick. She knelt before her cousin and took his fist-sized cock head in her mouth. It's tangy flavor sent her senses soaring and by the time she had swallowed half of it, she was climaxing just from its taste and size.
"Usually when a chick goes down on me," Randy said. "I ask her if I can take the whole thing. But something tells me I don't have to ask you."
Becky swiftly proved him right, bearing down on his gigantic cock until every inch of it was in her mouth. Then she started sliding her lips back and forth along the shaft, feeling the veins pulse as she sucked all that delicious meat.
Then she went a step further, digging her cousin's heavy balls out of his pants. She squeezed and rubbed them, priming Randy's supply of cum, his cock flexing in her throat as its temperature rose.
Now she turned her mouth into an oral cunt, not just sucking with it any more but actually fucking. Randy's hips surged in return. Becky pushed back every time he shoved--and then he came.
"Jesus, what a blow-job!" Randy cried as his climax overtook him. "Drink it, baby, drink my cum!"
Becky needed no encouragement. She gulped as fast as her cousin's cock gushed, timing the creamy spurts. Her belly boiled from the liquid heat which poured into it. And she came again herself, just as though she were being fucked in the pussy instead of the mouth.
Even when Randy stopped coming, Becky wouldn't give up an inch of his drained cock and wouldn't stop sucking. Finally, her cousin had to push her off. But Becky had accomplished her goal. His cock remained solid as a rock from her additional suction, all twelve inches of the beautiful thing.
"Looks like you're not so drunk after all," Becky gurgled, swallowing the last few drops of jizz as she homily eyed Randy's dripping prick.
"Shit, I'm drunk as a skunk," Randy answered. "Fact is, the only time I have trouble getting it up is when I'm stone cold sober. Being smashed is a way of life for me. Only problem is that I can't remember half the pieces of ass I get."
Then, for a brief moment, he turned serious. "And I sure as hell hope this is one of those times. Getting it on with my own cousin is something I don't think I could handle when I'm straight."
"But you can handle it now, can't you, stud?" Becky cooed. She stood, putting her legs outside of Randy's while he sat, positioning her cunt above his cock and balls.
Randy took a deep breath and answered, "Just try me, babe."
Becky bent at the knees, lowering her crotch toward his. Randy grabbed his prick and angled it straight up. Becky crouched down lower, brushing his cockhead with her pussy lips.
"All the way!" Randy panted. "Quick, before I lose my damned nerve about fucking family."
Becky sat on his thighs and his gigantic prick surged straight up her pussy. It was like being fucked by a baseball bat and she came on the spot.
"Oh, God, what a cock!" she moaned, wiggling every part of her body, especially her hips and ass. "I could fuck this monster all night and never get tired of coming."
"You might just have to," Randy said. "Cause I'm taking another dose of courage."
Finding what was left of the vodka, he put the bottle to his lips and drained it with a single gulp. As the alcohol went down, his huge prick surged again in his cousin's cunt, seeming to add extra inches to its already enormous size.
"Oh, you're wet," he sighed, every inch of his cock meat grabbed by the slippery walls of Becky's cunt. "Your pussy's so fucking wet!"
Becky didn't have the heart to tell him that at least half the moisture in her pussy was Vic's leftover jizz. After all, how did you explain to a guy that your pussy was so wet because you'd just fucked his father?
So Becky cooed to Randy, "You don't expect my pussy to be dry for a cock like yours, do you?"
More than satisfied with her explanation, Randy sighed, "Yeah, that's the one thing I can do, all right. Turn chicks on with my big cock. If I weren't hung the way I am, I wouldn't have anything."
"It's enough, tiger," Becky assured him. "More than enough."
Straddling his lap so she sat on the spike of his prick, Becky rolled her hips around in a wide circle. Her cunt twisted around Randy's hilted cock rod, turning on the friction.
"That's it, doll," Randy moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me."
Becky did more than that. She pressed her big tits against his face and gave him something to suck. Randy's tongue slithered all over her tits, then found a nipple. He popped it into his mouth and turned on the suction, feasting on the erect bud of flesh.
"Mmmmm, you suck tit just like a hungry baby," Becky murmured with approval. "Just wish I had some milk to feed you."
"I'll take what I can get," Randy slurped.
Then his hands reached back and found the cheeks of Becky's ass. Pulling them apart, he reached into the split, his fingertips digging at the pucker of her asshole.
"Oh, wow, you've discovered my weakness," Becky panted in response to the stimulation of her tightest opening. "Go ahead, stick a finger up my ass. Finger-fuck me right where I shit."
Randy pronged her ass to his third knuckle. Wiggling in reply, Becky worked his nail to the spasming entrance of her bowels.
"This is just the beginning," she said. "You know what you're going to do when you're finished fucking my cunt with your big cock? You're going to fuck me in the ass with all twelve inches. How about that?"
Randy answered with action, not words. Suddenly he was fucking Becky's cunt as hard as he could, trying to shoot his wad as quickly as possible so he could switch his oversized prick to her tempting asshole. Up into his cousin's cunt he jabbed his prick, again and again. Becky bounced on his lap, her pussy sliding up and down his muscle-bound prick.
"I'm coming... I'm coming," she groaned with delight. "Now you come too, stud. Drown my pussy with your hot, thick jizz."
She pushed down at the same time Randy bucked upward. The result was a cunt as packed with cock as it was possible for it to get. And when Becky clamped her pussy muscles as powerfully as she could around every bit of her cousin's rigid cock meat, it was the same as squeezing the trigger on the rifle of his prick.
"Yeah, I'm coming now too!" Randy blurted as his cock erupted like an erotic volcano in Becky's pussy.
Becky could feel his spurting jizz scalding her womb. He didn't seem to be able to stop coming inside her. She would have been astonished at the load he was putting into her if she hadn't fucked his father first and known that getting off this way ran in the family.
Then, with one last burst, Randy finally drained his nuts. Actually, his discharge had been completed in a matter of seconds, but for Becky it seemed to have lasted for several minutes.
Now that it was over, Becky pulled away, her fucked cunt slobbering with excess jizz. When she stood, it trickled down her thighs in silver ribbons. She reached down and smeared it all over her crotch and belly until her loins glistened.
She saved the last smear of jizz, though, for some place special. Turning her back toward Randy, she leaned over with her asscheeks spread and wiped her yawning asshole with it.
If Randy's prick had lost any of its edge after coming so hard, it immediately recovered as he watched his cousin lather her ass with his cream. Then when Becky dropped to all fours and greased her asshole with a pair of her sticky fingers, Randy sprang out of his chair, cock-first and lined up directly behind her.
"Come right in. The backdoor's wide open," Becky playfully beckoned over her shoulder.
Randy rolled his cock in the split of her ass, thoroughly coating it with a generous supply of jizz. Then he fit the slippery head against his cousin's moist asshole and set himself to take the plunge.
"Oh, fuck it, fuck it!" Becky urged. "Fuck my ass with your great, big cock!"
Randy's hips rocked, powering the knob of his prick and three or four inches of the shaft into his cousin's narrow asstunnel, so far, so good. The cum was greasing the way just fine.
"More! More cock in my ass!" Becky cried. "Harder and deeper this time, stud!"
Randy's crotch bucked again. This time, though, Becky's asshole was stubborn, Randy had to use all his strength just to penetrate a couple of more inches.
"Why'd you stop pushing?" Becky asked him when he took a breather.
"Fraid I might hurt you," Randy panted.
"Mmmm, you'd better," Becky replied. "Lord, you don't think I'd be taking a cock the size of yours up my poor, little ass if I didn't want to get ripped, do you?"
"Guess not," Randy sighed, taking her at her word. He shoved again and this time he didn't quit, even when his prick momentarily buckled.
For her part, Becky rocked back on her knees. That huge cock inched up her asshole slowly but surely, the contact between cock and ass like the grinding of gears.
"Ooooh, hurts sooo gooood!" Becky squealed. "Just the way I want it!"
Randy kept shoving. Then, all of a sudden, there was no more room for his cock. His cousin's asscheeks were up against his belly and he was ass fucking her with every bit of his thick, long cock.
"Didn't think you could take it all down there," he told Becky. "No chick has ever been able to before. What an ass!"
"I try," Becky whimpered with welcome pain. "Now start moving it. In and out... back and forth... move that big cock in my tight ass."
Taking a hold of his cousin's hoisted asscheeks, Randy began jogging his massive prick in the deep ass tunnel. Becky relaxed her inner muscles as much as she could, but there was still plenty of friction between cock and ass.
As Randy got into the groove, the strokes of his prick gradually lengthened. Pretty soon he was using most of his twelve inches.
Becky was beside herself with ecstasy. The best thing about the way Randy was ass-fucking her was that it felt just as good when he pulled back as when he rammed in. When his huge cock went into reverse, it seemed to Becky as if something were being torn out of her. It really gave her that totally helpless feeling that can only come from being screwed in the ass.
Through it all, the network of nerves in Becky's asshole reacted like a cluster of live wires. Just as the nerve-endings in her cunt did, these nerves also led straight to her clit and that, of course, meant orgasm, mind-bending, earth-shaking orgasm. The kind of orgasm Becky joyously experienced right now.
"God, I'm coming just super!" she cried. "Even better from getting fucked in my ass than I did getting fucked in the pussy!"
Randy pumped away at her with his whopping cock, not minding that his shaft was now smeared with female fudge. Becky could have shit all over him and he wouldn't have complained, just so long as he got to keep fucking her sweet ass with every inch of his oversized prick.
"Bet your prick's all shitty now from my filthy ass, huh?" Becky playfully called back without a trace of embarrassment.
"You know it," Randy answered enthusiastically.
"Gimme a taste," Becky bubbled. "Chocolate's my favorite flavor."
Randy jerked his cock base until only the head remained inside his cousin, then ran his finger along the slimy shaft snagged a glob of the pudding from her fucked ass. This he offered to Becky and she sucked it away as though it were the best thing she'd ever tasted.
"Mmmm," she murmured, "makes me feel so dirty to do that. Low down and dirty, like we're fucking right down in the gutter where we belong."
"Jesus, you're really something. Really something," Randy said, in awe at his cousin's total horniness. "Where've you been all my life?"
"Right around the corner," Becky said, reminding him that they'd been raised on the same block. "If you'd crawled through my window some night, it might've changed a lot of things for both of us."
"Yeah," Randy wistfully sighed. "I would've liked that."
"But, damn, we're doing all right the way it is," Becky said cheerfully. "Right, stud?" She tightened the muscles of her ass around his hilted cock and playfully yanked.
"Right on!" Randy answered, brightening up immediately. "Tonight's enough to last me a lifetime. If I never fuck anybody again, tonight makes it all worth it."
"Then finish it up in style, tiger," Becky urged. "Come in my ass even more than you came in my mouth or my cunt."
"You got it!" Randy promised. "The wettest load of jizz you'll ever take."
"Sock it to me!"
Becky began rocking her hips in one direction while Randy rolled his crotch in another. The result whipsawed his buried cock in his cousin's twisting ass.
"Getting that feeling," Randy gasped. "Won't be long now."
He was shoving with every bit of his prick now, his balls burning against Becky's cunt just below her fucked ass. His body tensed up, then abruptly uncoiled as though her muscles were springs.
"Ahhh, here it is!" he blurted.
His cock busted wide open in the depths of Becky's asshole and her bowels were suddenly bloated with flooding jism. Mixing with the shit already there, it boiled inside her and the inner turmoil made her come just as hard as Randy.
When it was over they collapsed on the floor in total exhaustion. And that's how they spent the rest of the night, sleeping on the floor in each other's arms. It was the most peace Randy had known for years in his troubled life.