Chapter 4
It was well into the morning. Becky and Randy were still sleeping on the floor when the knocking on the door started. They stirred as the knocking became impatient pounding.
Suddenly wide awake, Becky heard her brother call from outside, "Sis, are you in there? Let me in."
Looking down at the naked cousin with whom she'd fucked the night away, Becky panicked. She hated to think about what her brother might do if he caught Randy here like this.
"Get up," she hissed to her dozing cousin. When he didn't come around, she slapped his face.
"What the hell?" Randy mumbled. Then he blinked and grabbed his head as though he were trying to keep it attached. "Ooooh, what a hangover."
The pounding on the door resumed.
"Becky?"
"That's Rob," Becky whispered to her cousin. "You've got to hide. I could never explain to him what you're doing here."
"Gotcha," Randy slurred.
Becky helped him to his feet. As he stumbled, she led him to the bathroom and sat him down on the toilet. Then, closing the door, she braced herself to face her brother. Unfortunately, in the haste of the crisis she had forgotten all about getting dressed. When she greeted Rob she was stark naked.
"Well, I can't complain about this," he said with a grin when she appeared in the buff. "Makes it worth the wait."
Becky glanced down at her bare body and realized her brother had the wrong idea about her nudity. He assumed she'd answered the door this way because she was horny. As it was, there was nothing she could do but play along with him.
"Yeah, I could get used to starting the day like this real easy," Rob leered.
He swept his naked sister up in his arms and kissed her on the mouth. Becky could feel his hard cock through his pants, throbbing against her belly.
If only, Becky thought, her cunt and ass weren't full of her cousin's cum from the previous night's fucking! Then she could just go ahead and get it on with Rob without any problem, but the way it was now, once he started poking around between her legs he'd know for certain that she'd been fucking someone else. Obviously she had to think of something fast.
"Mmmmm, I'm just dying for some sucking and fucking," she purred to her brother when the kiss was broken. "But I've got to go to the little girl's room first. You woke me up and my bladder's about to burst."
"Been sleeping on the floor?" Rob asked, making her heart leap. "Your bed's all made."
"Uh, dropped off in a chair," Becky lied. "Television does that to me a lot."
"That's probably why you didn't hear the phone ringing all the times I called," Rob said.
"Uh, yeah, must be," Becky muttered. "Now, just give me a couple of minutes and I'll take that piss."
Then she was gone, opening and closing the bathroom door with care so her brother couldn't see that she wasn't alone in there. Inside, Randy sat slouched on the John, still holding his head.
"What's going on?" he asked when Becky began swabbing at her cunt and asshole with a wad of toilet paper.
"No time to explain," Becky whispered in reply. "And don't say anything more. Rob might hear you."
There was so much cum inside her two fuckholes that it took half the roll of tissue to get it all out. And Randy, though warned to be quiet, couldn't resist another comment.
"Man, I really fucked you, didn't I?" he chuckled.
Becky stopped and nodded with an affectionate grin, unable to resist giving credit where it was definitely due. Randy basked in the silent praise, his big prick stirring with arousal, despite his hangover.
"Down, boy," Becky cautioned, patting him on the head. "Rob's waiting for me out there."
With a searching gaze, Randy wordlessly asked her what this business with her brother was all about. With her own explicit eye-contact, Becky went ahead and answered him without making a sound.
"So that's the way it is, huh?" Randy mumbled in shock. "You and Rob?"
Becky nodded. And then she was gone, out the bathroom door almost like a ghost.
"Well, here I am," she called to her brother.
"And here I am," Rob answered from the bed, where he lay with his clothes off and his hard prick in his hand. "Let's get busy."
Approaching him, Becky looked down at his cock and thought how small it looked in comparison to Randy's huge prick. True, Rob was hung with a good nine inches, more than enough for her in the past--but now she was used to more. For the first time in her life she just couldn't work up any enthusiasm for sucking and fucking her brother.
"Give me some of your fantastic head to start off with," Rob said. Then added with a laugh, "And I'll give you your morning juice."
Becky had to force herself to keep from frowning. Then, feeling like a robot, she got onto the bed and started mechanically going down on her brother's prick. She swallowed the whole thing with a single slurp. It was easy for blowing Randy's monster-cock--too easy.
Rob was satisfied, though. "You're getting better at this all the time, Sis. Used to take you a lot longer to get all of my cock in your mouth. Either I'm shrinking or you're getting hungrier."
He laughed at his little joke. The reared up, rolling his sister over so she wound up beneath him with his prick down her throat.
"Since you've already eaten me all the way down to my balls, I might as well go ahead and really fuck you in the mouth," he said.
His hairy crotch shoved against Becky's face, while his cock used her windpipe like a cunt. She felt nothing but impatience, just wanting to get the blow-job over with so she could move on and get that over with too.
So she turned on the suction, trying to make her brother come in her mouth as soon as possible. It wasn't difficult. Rob was as turned-on as she'd ever seen him.
"Here we go, Sis,' he rasped, "all the cum you can drink!"
His cock erupted on cue and the jizz seemed tasteless to Becky as she automatically gulped it down. How she wished she were sucking her cousin's beautiful, big hard-on and it was his sweet jism that was pouring into her belly!
"Well, that's a good start," Rob said when he'd shot his wad.
He pulled his sucked prick out of his sister's mouth. It was still hard, which suited Becky. At least she wouldn't have to do anything extra to get Rob ready to fuck her. He could just go ahead and do it right away, she'd wiggle her hips and fake an orgasm like a whore and then if she were lucky it would all be over.
"Want me to dog-fuck you like usual?" Rob asked.
Without any further prompting, Becky was up on all fours, positioning herself like the bitch in heat she felt nothing like. But she put on a good act, separating the cheeks of her ass and presenting her rear-spread cunt as a proper target for her horny brother's rigid prick.
Rob put his cock meat into her, sliding his prick back and forth in her cunt from behind, grunting with sensual pleasure like a horny animal. And once again, Becky felt nothing.
It was all she could do to keep from telling her brother to hurry up. To keep her impatience under control, she closed her eyes and let her mind wander. Although she was getting dog-fucked, she thought of everything but sex. Eventually the subject of the twenty-thousand dollar inheritance her uncle Vic had promised occurred to her. She wondered what she would do with it.
And that's when she started thinking about sex again. Only her brother wasn't involved. The object of her desire was her fantastically hung cousin.
Because Becky fantasized about taking the money and setting up a love nest for Randy and herself somewhere far away from their hometown. She'd keep him as though he were sort of a male mistress, so he was always there to slip her his beautiful, big cock whenever she needed it.
Then Becky's daydream was interrupted when she heard her brother say, "I'm gonna come now, Sis. Come in your cunt."
Suddenly Becky was reminded of the unwanted cook in her pussy. If she concentrated she could feel it flexing inside her. Automatically she squeezed her sexual muscles, yanking Rob's straining prick in an attempt to efficiently milk it of its jizz so she wouldn't have to be fucked a second longer than necessary.
"I'm shooting it!" Rob rasped as his prick abruptly unloaded. "Hot and thick! Can you feel it, Sis? Feel my hot, thick cum in your cunt?"
In reality, Becky was almost numb between her legs, but she lied. "Oh, yes, Rob. And I'm coming, too."
She wiggled her hips and forced a moan, faking an orgasm. Rob bought it. So completely, in fact, that when he was through spilling his jizz, he was still horny. To Becky's disappointment, his cock was as hard as ever.
"Guess you're ready to get fucked in the ass now, right, Sis?" Rob eagerly asked, pulling out of her pussy.
This time Becky's lack of interest in making it with her brother got the best of her before she could stop herself.
"No!" she blurted out. "I've had enough!"
Unfortunately, it was exactly the wrong thing to say if she wanted to put the brakes on her turned-on brother. For, in their erotic history together, she had frequently pretended to be against his taking his cock in her ass. When she refused Bob routinely assumed she was spurring him on.
"Bad girl," he answered her resistance. "Looks like you need the same old treatment to whip you into line."
Becky winced when she realized the mistake she had made. She winced even more, though, when her brother promptly slapped her ass with the paddle of his open hand. So, for the first time, she felt something strongly--pain. And another brutal slap on her ass gave her more.
"Stop... Please stop," she whimpered.
"You love it and you know it, bitch," Rob hissed, growing more macho with every slap he delivered. "It's only what you deserve."
He kept spanking her, delivering a flurry of blows with his right and left hands. Becky was really feeling it now, much more than she wanted to. In spite of her self-control, through force of habit the tingling nerve-endings in her spanked ass were sending a familiar message to her cunt.
She felt her cunt involuntarily spasm. Then get wet.
"Oh, damn," she muttered to herself as her body betrayed her.
Her brother overheard and asked her, "What?"
"I'm going to come," she admitted, more to herself than to Rob. "Go ahead and come if you don't stop spanking me."
"I've got something that'll make you come even harder than just a whipping," Rob answered.
Without delay, he shoved his hard cock into Becky's tightest hole and began fucking her ass. Now she was feeling everything with vivid detail. As Rob's nine inches surged into her narrow chute, she climaxed on the spot.
"Oh, I'm coming so hard," she moaned. "Can't stop."
Rob resumed spanking her while he ass-fucked her with short, compact strokes of his rigid prick. Becky's asscheeks were swollen and bruised now and with her asshole filled with rubbing cock, a nonstop flood of sensations was channeled straight to her pulsating clit.
On impulse, she reached down between her thighs and touched her clit. It was so responsive to her touch and felt so good that she pinched it between her thumb and forefinger.
Just then her brother's cock exploded deep in her ass. She felt the hot cum swamping her bowels, combining with the shit there to create a volcano inside her. She pinched her clit even harder to go along with the inner turmoil and her climax reached a new peak.
Now her whole attitude had changed. Now she wanted the orgasmic excitement to last forever.
But Rob's prick had just slowed to a dribble and he was starting to pull out of her jizz-filled ass, his cock shrinking after coming three times within a matter of minutes.
"Don't stop!" Becky cried out. "Give me more! More cock! More fucking!"
Rob sighed, "I've had it, Sis. Feel hollow inside and my cock's just dangling. Enough's enough. C'mon, let's wrap it up and go get some breakfast."
In the beginning this was exactly what Becky had hoped for. That the fucking would come to an end, then she and her brother would leave the motel room and give her cousin Randy the chance to slip away undetected by Rob.
But now that had all changed. The spanking and the ass-fuck had turned her on so powerfully, in spite of her earlier plans, that Becky couldn't turn herself off. The only thing she wanted at this point was more. More! More!
She wheeled around on her hands and knees and confronted her brother's limp cock. Rob tried to skitter away from her lunge, but she was too quick for him, pouncing on his crotch as he fell backward.
Her brother's prick was so shrunken now that Becky could get the whole thing and some of his nuts in her mouth. She sucked desperately. Sprawled beneath her, Rob protested that it wouldn't do any good. She just sucked his cock and balls harder, shoving a finger up his asshole in the process.
Then Rob stopped struggling and Becky knew why. She could feel his cock burning against her tongue as it stirred with a hot rush of blood. It may not have been back to full hard-on status yet, but it was at least halfway there.
Becky decided that the blow-job had gone far enough. After all, she'd already given Rob one earlier. So she spit out his prick and fell across his crotch with her chest. Then she clasped his cock and balls with her large tits and started rubbing. Rob's hips automatically bucked and rolled in response.
"Jesus, Sis, don't you ever quit?" Rob croaked, his hard-on completely restored to nine rigid inches between his sister's massaging tits.
Becky said nothing. She didn't want to talk because that would've required some thought. And most of all she didn't want to think. The more mindless she was in her pursuit of pleasure, the better she liked it. All she wanted was sex, sex, sex and it made no difference with whom.
However, although in her runaway lust Becky had temporarily forgotten about him, there was also another man around--Randy. Jolted out of his hangover by what he saw, Becky's cousin eavesdropped from the other side of the slightly open bathroom door, watching everything.
"Holy shit," he muttered to himself. "Look at those two go at it."
Randy had started out being jealous of Becky's incestuous attention to her brother. But that had faded as he'd watched them get it on. When the spanking and the ass-fucking had started, he'd found himself totally hooked on their erotic magic.
And now, with Becky tit-fucking her brother's prick, Randy was more turned-on than ever. He had his hand around his own prick before long and he stroked slowly, trying not to climax too soon so he could watch as much as possible before shooting his wad.
There was plenty for him to see. Becky was squeezing her tits so tightly around Rob's cock that the exposed knob of his prick seemed as though it might burst from the pressure.
"Getting my cock fucked by your big, soft tits is a real trip, Sis," Rob moaned. "It's the only thing that could've made me hard again after coming in your mouth, cunt and ass."
Again Becky didn't say anything. Nothing about her brother made any difference to her but his cock. She wanted to rub it raw with her tits and then drown in its cum.
So she tit-fucked Rob faster and faster, until she felt blisters beginning to form on the insides of her tits from his stiff prick. But although his crotch twitched and his ass squirmed, his nuts refused to release a drop of jism.
"Come, damn you, come!" she spat in frustration.
Shaken by her display of temper, Rob defensively answered, "I'm trying as much as I can, Sis. But after all the coming I've already done, this time isn't gonna be easy, no matter how stiff you've made my prick."
"Want that cum," Becky muttered, tit-fucking furiously. "Want it so bad."
Rob said he'd try and satisfy her. However, strain as he might, he couldn't produce. His cock was still rigid, more solid than ever, but it remained dry as a bone, regardless of how much his sister stroked it with her clutching tits.
And then there was Randy. Watching all of this with his own huge cock in his hand and his overripe balls ready to erupt, he had all the cum on tap that Becky could ever want. And he knew it was due to spill from his jacked-off cock in very short order. Why waste it when Becky was so desperate for jizz?
"But do I have the nerve to step out in the open and shoot it?" Randy asked himself. "It isn't just Becky involved. It's Rob, too. No telling what he might try and do to me if I show myself."
Then Becky tipped the scales for Randy, pleading for, "Cum. Cum! Cum!"
And Randy was out of the bathroom, in the open at last. His hand was a blur around his massive, red hard-on, as he crossed the room toward his naked cousins.
Locked in the tit-fuck, neither of them noticed him as his hard breathing blended in with their own. Swaying above them, Randy braced himself to launch a shower of jism.
"Cum!" Becky cried one more time, still believing her brother's tit-fucked cock was her only source.
Now she would find out differently.
"Here it is, babe," Randy called from above. "All the cum you want." His jacked-off prick spurted like a hose, unloading a gallon of cream.
Becky looked up just in time to catch the first burst of jizz with her face. It splashed between her eyes, then trickled down the bridge of her nose, quickly followed by more.
"Oh, at last!" she panted. "Cum, cum, cum!"
Forgetting all about her brother, she sprang to her knees and moved directly into the path of Randy's gushing cock. Now his flying jizz splattered her tits and as soon as it hit, she smeared it all over.
By the time her cousin had finished his climax, Becky glistened from the waist up. Randy thought she looked beautiful. However, his reaction wasn't the key one. It was what Rob did that would determine what happened from here on in.
Sprawled on his back, adding all the pieces of the puzzle together as he watched his naked sister wallow in their cousin's cum, Rob knew. He knew that Becky and Randy had spent the night together, fucked behind his back and now they were rubbing his nose in it.
Rob's fists clenched as he struggled to his feet. At this point Becky and Randy stared at him while he glared at them. The threat of violence charged the air and the silence was deafening.
Then, for once in his life, Randy met a challenge. He took his stand, moving in almost nose to nose with Rob.
"Looks like there's two of us and just one chick," Randy said to his scowling cousin. "What the hell? I'll fight you for her."
But Rob's fists unclenched and his arms hung limply at his sides. Instead of squaring off against Randy, he merely shrugged.
"What would fighting prove?" he sighed, glancing down at Randy's crotch and the huge prick that had just come all over his sister when his own had failed. "I've already lost."
Rob picked up his pants and stepped into them, preparing to dress and leave. Suddenly Becky couldn't bear to see him go, realizing that if he walked out the door she might never see him again. They'd been through a lot, her brother and she. Ending it this way just didn't seem right.
Why, Becky thought, did she have to choose between Rob and Randy? Was it really such a man's world that a woman had to settle for one cock at a time?
No, she answered her own question, she wouldn't accept less when she could have more. But she had to act quickly because her brother had dressed and was moving toward the door.
"Stop!" she shouted, throwing herself in Rob's path.
"It's over between us, Sis," he told her, trying to brush her aside. "If Randy's what you want, you can have him. I won't stand in your way."
"But I want you, Rob!" Becky cried.
Now it was Randy's turn to sag with regret, as he believed that at the last moment Becky had picked her brother over him.
"I can dig it," he muttered, trying to be a good sport. "Congratulations, Rob, she's a dynamite piece of ass."
"No, I want you, too, Randy!" Becky exclaimed.
Rob and Randy looked with astonishment at her, then slowly at one another.
"Don't you see?" Becky said, frantically trying to get her point across. "I want you both! I want to fuck you both!"
As they stared at each other with Becky's kinky proposal ringing in their ears, Rob and Randy wordlessly patched up their differences. Grinning, they sealed their agreement to share the same woman. Then they looked back toward Becky.
"Prove it," one of them said to her.
"On the spot," the other one added.
They both had jutting hard-ons and Becky went to the bed. She laid herself out in the classic position, legs spread with her cunt yawning and her asshole pouting.
"Fuck me, Rob. Fuck me, Randy," she called matter-of-factly.