Chapter 2
((I don't believe it!"
Janie halted with an abruptness that almost made Clay walk into her as she turned to face him.
It was five minutes past noon, and they stood in the middle of the sidewalk just two blocks from home. Clay had shown up right on time to meet his sister at the end of her morning shift at the grocery store where she worked. They'd been walking and talking together when he'd thoughtlessly blurted out the morning's events.
And at Janie's glare, he suddenly wished he hadn't.
"I don't believe a single word," she said firmly, the intensity of her voice making him take a step back. "And I've got half a mind to tell mom just what you said about her! Then we'd see what happens to nasty little brothers who go around making up lies!"
"Aw come on, Sis!" he said, his face reddening. "It's the truth, I swear! We really did fuck-right in the shower, like I said!"
"Do you mean to tell me that mom actually let you put that-that disgusting thing of yours inside her? You expect me to believe a story like that?"
Clay nodded, wishing now that he'd never openedhis mouth. It had come out by pure accident. They'd been walking down the street, just talking like they always did, and he'd burst out with the whole episode without thinking. Lately, he and Janie had been sharing a lot of little secrets, and this morning's incident had simply seemed like one more. He hadn't expected her to get mad.
"Honest, Janie. We really fucked!"
His sincerity made Janie waver. Clay almost never lied to her, and the enormity of what he'd told her was just too fantastic to be anything but the truth. He'd actually fucked their mom in the shower!
Strangely, that image didn't upset her quite as much as it should have. In fact, it made a shivering tingle of warmth shoot through her cunt-the same tingle she always felt just before her pussy began to cream with arousal.
"Well," she relented, "it might be true. I know mom hasn't seemed very happy lately, and with the way she never goes on dates or anything . . . but to let you get your cock into her cunt! That's disgusting!"
Clay grinned with relief, seeing that she wasn't really disgusted in the least. By this time, he'd come to know that impish gleam in her eyes all too well.
Then she went on.. "But you'll have to do more than that to convince me. Come on, we're almost home. Let's go up to my room, where we can have some privacy, and you can tell me everything!"
With those words, she turned around and started down the street, her blonde curls flying and her short summer dress clinging to her slender shape. Clay hastily followed.
By the time they reached the house, they found, to their mutual surprise, that the family car was gone.
Scampering inside, they found the note Helen had left on the kitchen table. She had gone shopping and would be gone most of the afternoon. They had all the privacy they wanted.
Clay was grinning as his big sister went through the whole house, making absolutely certain that they were alone. Satisfied at last, she returned to the living room and gave him a secretive little smile.
"Well, it looks as if we're not going to be interrupted for awhile. Let's go up to my room."
"Sure." Clay's grin broadened in anticipation.
They'd spent lots of time in Janie's room lately-almost every chance they could get. At first, it had been just a place where they could talk and share private secrets where no one could hear. But after the first few times, Janie had started talking about sexy things, finally working up to the time when she'd asked if she could feel his prick.
Surprised, he'd been quick to agree. And the moment her hesitant fingers slid over his prick, he'd blasted his load of jizz with wrenching bliss.
After that, they'd begun playing more often. Usually, Janie just like to caress his crotch of his pants, feeling the bulge of his cock there until it erupted. Sometimes she even slipped a hand down over her own soaked crotch at the same time, placing a finger on her pussy as she beat his prick off. But occasionally, she let him do things too, like rubbing through her panties while she jacked on him. Once in a while, she even let him play with her pussy with her jeans down or her skirt bunched at her waist, so they could both watch as his fingers glided over the slick damp material and pushed up into her mysterious cunt crevice that drooled with wetness at his touch.
And last time had been the best of all. She actually let him reach up under her blouse and feel her tits with only her bra between them and his palms. Until this morning, that had been the greatest thrill of his life. Now he had a feeling he wasn't going to be satisfied quite so easily.
Unaware of what was going through her brother's mind, Janie led the way upstairs until they were in her neatly decorated room. Then, closing the door securely, she turned and faced him once more. "Now I want you to tell me everything. Did you really fuck just like you said?"
Clay bobbed his head, deciding to use a little discretion. "It was kind of an accident at first. She was in the shower, and I just wanted to see if she was almost done."
Janie felt her cunt pulse with juicy heat at the picture of her mother and Clay fucking. She was still cherry. The only experiences she'd dared have were those with her brother, because somehow the word sex didn't seem nearly so frightening when a girl was just doing things with her little brother.
Right now, she felt like doing lots of things.
"Go on. I want to hear every detail. What happened when you looked in?"
Janie reached between her brother's legs and placed her hand on the fly of his jeans, feeling his hard-on.
With difficulty, Clay continued his story, filling in the details as his sister's fingers stroked his swelling prick. "Well, the first thing I saw was mom finger-fucking herself. She was doing it just the way you do, only lots harder ..."
As he talked, Janie's hand moved faster on his prick. He described the way he'd seen their mom finger-fucking herself, then went on about how he'd gotten caught, and the game they started to play.
By the time he reached the point where he'd found one of his mother's big tits thrust into his mouth, Janie was breathing hard as she rubbed his prick violently.
"You mean she ... she really let you suck her titties?" she asked, her voice husky.
"Yeah. And then she grabbed my prick and started pulling me straight to her. The next thing I knew, she had my cock-head right inside her cunt, and I kind of pushed, and my cock slid all the way in ..."
As he described their fucking scene, Janie was obviously affected. By now her brother's cock poked out to stretch his jeans taut, and her fingers rode up and down on his prick with familiar urgency.
Usually it was about this time that Clay got his rocks off, his cock jerking and spasming in his sister's hand.
But his recent experience was still too fresh and vivid. This time, he didn't want to unload jizz in his jeans. He wanted more.
The identical thought seemed to occur to Janie. Slowing the motion of her hand over his rigid prick-shaft, she spoke in a breathless voice. "Well, at least you got your share of fun while I was working at the checkout counter all morning! I ... I guess it wouldn't hurt if I let you touch my tits some more, the way you did last time."
That decision made, she began to unbutton her blouse. It flapped open, and Clay's cock gave a vigorous lurch at the spectacle of his sister's small white bra cups.
Janie didn't have her mother's mammoth tits yet, but her still-ripening tits were already overflowing their white restraints with youthful promise. Clay didn't mind the smallness of her tits a bit as his hands went up to cover the soft cotton cups of her bra.
"There," she said with a small gasp. "Are my tits as nice as mom's?"
"I don't know." He squeezed and kneaded, frowning thoughtfully. "It's hard to tell through this thing. I can't really feel your tits."
Janie hesitated, then shrugged and reached behind her. "Oh, all right. If we're going to compare my tits with mom's, we might as well do it right."
With those words, she unhooked the bra and let it dangle loose, its cup resting lightly on the swell of her tits.
Immediately, Clay's hands slipped under the bra, and he found himself holding twin handfuls of soft, vibrant tit-flesh.
She sucked in her breath at that first touch and spoke in a voice that quavered slightly. "There, is that better?"
"Yeah." He ran his palms over her tits, feeling her nipples stiffen to rubbery points. "Yeah, that's a lot better. I can really feel your tits now."
Janie couldn't stop the groan that rose in her throat as his fingers rolled over her nipples, making them ache with hardness. She'd never let him go this far before, but right now, she didn't have any desire to object as he nimbly worked her nipples into taut throbbing spikes, playing with them the way she'd been wanting for months now.
In fact, she couldn't resist gasping out her approval.
"Oh, oh that feels nice. Keep doing it. We want to make sure you get a good chance to compare tits don't we?"
Clay nodded, watching his hands move underneath the bra. Although Janie hadn't given permission, he had to see what his sister's tits looked like now that he had the chance.
Easing his wrists up by almost unnoticeable degrees, he got his first look.
Jutting out firm and round, Janie's tits made two perfect mouthfuls. Her nipples were twin quarter-sized circles that peaked into stiff, rosy points. He caught each nipple between his thumbs and forefingers and tweaked them with little milking motions, noticing how their tips flared slightly with every squeeze.
Hissing with delight, Janie felt her inhibitions melting away under a flood of horny new sensations. Unable to halt them, she blurted what was racing through her mind.
"It-ummm-it wouldn't be a fair contest if I didn't let you kiss my tits some too, I guess. Do it, Clay. Kiss my titties, just the way you did mom's."
She slipped her blouse and bra off then, baring her small tits to his gaze.
Instantly, Clay lowered his head and took one hard nipple into his mouth, sucking on it with newfound expertise.
"Ahhhh ..."
She threw back her shoulders as her brother gobbled first on one tit, then moved to the other. By now, her panties were soaked with hot cunt-cream, and her cunt was burning worse than it ever had before. This was a new ache-not the kind that she could ease with a slick squirming finger plunging into her pussy the way she sometimes did in bed late at night. This ache required more. Suddenly she backed away, pulling her tit from between his lips.
"Now I want you to show me the rest. I want you to touch my pussy the way you did hers. I want to feel your cock against my cunt."
Clay's eyebrows went up at this unexpected invitation, but Janie didn't give him time to utter a response. She reached down and unzipped her skirt, letting it slither to the floor. Then, hooking her thumbs under the waistband of her sopping panties, she pushed them down and stepped out of them.
"Oh, shit!"
Transfixed, Clay licked his lips in anticipation as she unzipped his jeans, letting his prick spring free.
Though Janie had felt her brother's cock dozens of times before, she was amazed at his enormous cock as it bobbed up at her now, all hard and veined and straining out.
Her pussy blasted cunt-juice. In pure reflex, one of her hands fluttered lightly down on his massive prick, her fingers curling around his prick-shaft and drawing it forward.
"Oh wow, your cock's huge!" she gasped, her hand tugging fervently on his prick as she posi-
tioned her pussy before it. "I never knew your cock was so ... so big!"
Clay got a good look at his sister's furry gold cunt bush, all damp and gleaming as she let her thighs part so that she stood in a straddling position.
Then his prickhead was plowing into her pussy hair and pushing through it. Janie groaned when the length of his cock slipped between her legs and lodged against her cunt-slit, jerking upright at the hot slippery feel of pussy along its shaft.
"Oh ... oh fuck, that's nice ..."
Immediately* her thighs closed, capturing his cock in a tight silky grip. Her hands flew around his waist and they began to hunch with mutual rippling motions that made his stiff prick leap and dig against her clit.
"Ohhh," she panted, tingling and burning with an intensity like nothing she'd felt before. "Oh Clay, that's right. Fuck me just like you did mom. Just as if you're fucking me ... ahhh ..."
Cunt-cream flowed from Janie's pussy, greasing Clay's cock as he slammed it back and forth. Almost without thinking, he clutched at his sister's taut, pliant asscheeks and dug his fingers in, kneading her twin globes of ass-flesh and pulling her to him even harder as his cock jabbed into the tight fuck-channel between her thighs.
Within moments, she was gasping and whimpering with need. Her small bare tits joggled and mashed against his smooth chest, and she was grinding herself forward furiously.
"Oh yeah," she cooed, surrendering totally to the lust that ripped through her at the feel of her brother's hard slithering cock. "You're fucking me so good. I'm going to come! Faster, Clay! Ahhhh-I'm coming, ohhhh!"
Suddenly she twisted and arched on his prick in explosions of release, purring happily in the midst -of one of the best orgasms she'd ever had.
Delighted, Clay pounded his cock in between her thighs even harder than before. Janie's writhing body egged him on, her thighs clenching and unclenching on his cock just the way his mom's pussy had. Abruptly, he felt his load of jizz boiling up in his balls and clutched at her with frantic fervor.
"I'm gonna shoot, Janie!" he cried, his hips lurching with built-up need. *'Oh fuck yeah-yeah-"
Janie's hands swooped between their bodies to grasp his jerking, cream slickened prick as it pistoned in and out between her drenched thighs. She could feel his cock rippling in her fingers, brimming with hot cum.
That was when a new impulse soared through her. Without taking time to consider, she pulled back and dropped to her knees before him, taking his inflamed prickhead between her lips. "Fffuuummm ..."
It happened so unexpectedly, that Clay felt his load of cum erupt the moment Janie's mouth closed over his sensitive cock-tip. "Ohhh, shit!" "Mmppff- "
She moaned as his prick exploded in a fountain of cum. Hot spurts of jizz filled her mouth to overflowing, and she gulped them down in pleasure, drinking up her brother's jism.
Clay could hardly believe it. That morning, he'd fucked his mom, and now he was unloading cum down his big sister's throat. Her lips clamped over his leaping prick, sucking at it for every drop of jizz as he stuffed it into her mouth in erratic frenzy, coming again and again. "Uuummmmm . . . "
She gave a long slurping groan, swallowing the last little surges of spattering fuck-juice that oozed from her brother's piss-hole. Finally, licking her lips to collect the droplets of cock-cream that still lingered on them, she rose and faced him with a satisfied smile.