Chapter 1
His hard cock slid back and forth in her cunt. She had her long legs wrapped around his waist while her ass squirmed. The walls of her moist cunt were spasming, sending out vibrations that made her senses tingle with hot pleasure.
"Aaahhhh, I'm ready to come," she moaned. "Come so much from your big prick in my pussy."
"Let it all hang out, Carol," the man encouraged her.
Carol's lover stroked her tits as his cock drove to the core of her deep cunt. Then he fingered her nipples, pinching them so it seemed they might burst between his thumbs and forefingers.
Something snapped within Carol. She began to writhe, her muscles spasming. She breathed in hoarse gusts. A glossy sheen of fresh sweat coated her naked body while her toes and fingers wriggled like tiny snakes.
"It's happening!" she cried as she was transported to orgasmic ecstasy.
"Oh, yeah," her lover grunted with approval. "Come, Carol, come. That's what I like best about fucking you. You always come first. Prime my cock for a damned explosion. Get that jizz boiling in my balls just before I shoot my wad in your pussy,"
"And I want it now!" Carol pleaded. "Let it fly, stud. Flood my pussy with your beautiful cum."
"You got it!" Carol's lover responded with horny enthusiasm. "All the jizz your cunt can hold—and more. My cum'll be running down your legs by the time my prick's finished unloading in your pussy."
"Don't give me promises," Carol panted in an erotic frenzy. "Give me your jizz. Now! Now!"
Carol's fucking partner slipped his hands down from her tits and gripped the cheeks of her ass. He lifted her ass off the bed, angling his cock so it shafted almost straight down into her deep pussy.
His balls jumped in their sac, clinging to the root of his hilted prick. He rolled his hips, twisting his hard-on in Carol's clutching fuck-hole.
He gasped. He strained. Every part of his muscular body flexed.
He came.
The jism poured from his violently erupting cock. Not in spurts, but in a continuous flow.
"So hot!" Carol excitedly reacted. "Oh, Jesus, do I love getting my pussy full of your cum. It's like liquid fire inside my pussy."
Carol's cunt was swiftly bloated with jizz. Even as her lover's prick kept shooting its thick fuck juice, the excess cum leaked into the hollows of her crotch and down into the crack of her ass.
Then the cock in Carol's cunt shot its last wad. But she was not through climaxing. She kept right on coming, tugging at his drained prick in her sloppy pussy with squishing contractions.
Despite the nut-jarring volume of jism he had just spilled, Carol's lover did not lose his hard-on. Her rippling pussy was making sure of that—still providing the tight heat that puts steel in a man's fucker.
"Fuck me again!" Carol demanded.
Her man questioned neither her ongoing desire nor his ability to satisfy it. This was usually the way it went when they fucked. Carol's lust was an appetite not easily satisfied. When someone fucked her, he had to be ready to fuck and suck himself into blissful exhaustion.
And, fortunately, Greg Morrow was up to the task. Years of practice had provided him with an intimate knowledge of what made Carol tick. He knew her sexual whims and needs probably as well as she knew them herself.
They were as close as a man and a woman can be. Closer than even a husband and wife. For their bond was more than just a piece of paper. It was flesh and blood.
Greg and Carol were more than just lovers. They were brother and sister.
She was in her late thirties now, and he would be forty next month. But to each other, they were still the anxious girl and boy who had discovered their feelings went beyond just family affection that summer almost twenty-five years ago.
Their parents had been killed in an automobile crash. Orphaned, Greg and Carol had turned instinctively to one another in their grief on the fateful day of the funeral. Their desperate clinging led to something more. Clothing seemed to melt away. All of a sudden, they were naked without shame. She saw him as her knight in shining armor. He thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
It seemed so natural that they should reinforce their love in the most meaningful way possible. And so they had fucked—Carol gratefully surrendering her cherry to her brother. When Greg's big cock entered her cunt for the first time, she felt as if her whole body were being filled by his driving prick. When their fuck-session was over, she immediately begged for more cock, and her brother gave it to her.
It was just the beginning. Over the years, Greg fucked his sister whenever she spread her legs for him and urged him to fill her cunt. And always, she demanded more—more hard fucking. Like now.
"Oooooh, Greg," Carol gasped. "Now that you've taken care of my pussy, how about going down a little lower and fucking me where it's tightest? Know what I mean?"
"As if I didn't after all these years," Greg laughed, pulling his dripping prick from his sister's cum-soaked cunt.
"Am I that predictable?"
"Just reliable. C'mon now, Sis. If you want your ass fucked, you'd better open up nice and wide for me. Give me a clear shot."
"Absolutely," Carol hornily sighed.
She lifted her legs up in the air, then drew them back all the way over her face so her feet straddled her head. With her body jack-knifed, she reached down and yanked the plump cheeks of her hoisted ass apart.
"Mmmmm, there it is," Greg responded to the sight of her small, rosy asshole.
"Still turn you on?" Carol purred.
"More than ever; Sis," her brother said. His cock stabbed the air with twitching arousal.
"Then fuck my ass, Greg." Carol rasped. "Stick your prick in my shitter."
She paused, gathering breath in her lungs so she could shout out the last part of her plea.
"Fuck me in the ass!" she cried.
"All right, Sis, hang on," Greg said. "I'm gonna split your ass in two this time."
"You always promise me that when you ass-fuck me, but you never quite bring it off," Carol teased. "But, mmmm, I've got to admit you come close enough every time to keep my hopes up."
Greg took his prick in his hand. He gripped it like a dagger as he moved in on his sister's awaiting asshole.
The tip of his prick flattened against the pucker of her shitpit. He shoved. She moaned, celebrating the fact that her brother's fat cock-head had penetrated her tight asshole.
"Now get your prick in deep," Carol grunted. "Deep in my ass. Fuck my ass with every inch of your huge cock."
"Have I ever given you anything less, Sis?" Greg chuckled. His spine snapped. Half of his prick disappeared inside his sister's squeezing ass canal.
"Fuck me good!" Carol screamed with animal lust.
Greg's crotch jerked in a blur. The muscles in the lower part of his back knotted as he channeled all his strength between his waist and his thighs. When he relaxed, his goal had been accomplished. His long prick was buried to the balls in his sister's ass. "Hurts so good," Carol sighed as ten inches of cock meat shafted her narrow ass tunnel. "Now move it. Work your cock in and out . . - back and forth . . . give me the fucking I need."
Greg braced himself on his sister's upturned thighs, rocking his hips. His prick jogged to and fro, sawing in her ass.
While her brother ass-fucked her, Carol played with her tits. She brought one of her large tit mounds to her mouth and licked her nipple until it stood up red and stiff. Then she bit it, just as Greg drilled her ass with a particularly deep cock-thrust. This double dose of welcome pain made her climax on the spot.
"God, I love to come like this," Carol groaned. "The more I suffer, the better I like it. Keep fucking me, Greg. Treat me rough. You know how."
Indeed. Greg did know. Exactly.
While his prick pumped in his sister's ass, his hand went where she expected it to—down to her cunt, expertly locating her clit. She liked her clit pinched and twisted. He did just that, and her orgasm mounted in intensity.
"Go farther . . . farther," she whimpered.
Her brother's fingers slipped into the opening of her pussy. He wasn't cautious about the way he dug inside her moist cunt slit. Quickly most of his hand filled her pussy. Pressing down with his fingertips within her cunt, he could feel his cock fucking her ass just a notch away.
"A fist," Carol moaned. "Make a great, big fist in my pussy, Greg. Bigger than the head of the biggest prick! You know the way—the way you always do."
Greg balled his knuckles. His sister's cunt stretched to give them just enough room, the way it always did.
Now, with a fist in her cunt and a cock in her ass, Carol was in sweet agony. Greg alternated his thrusts, punching his sister's pussy while he pulled his prick in her ass, then reversing the order with a partial withdrawal of his hand and a cock-surge that jarred her ass chute.
Through it all, Carol's non-stop climax continued. For her, it was like climbing a peak so high, she found herself in the clouds. Then, at the summit, she took off, soaring with orgasmic wings.
"I'm flying!" she sang, a distant quality to her voice as if she really were calling down from on high.
In the meantime, Greg kept double-fucking his delirious sister. Slamming her inner cunt with her knuckles, pronging her ass with his huge cock. His hand dripped with his own cum since Carol's pussy was smeared brown from the shit jarred loose by deep ass-fucking.
There was a smell in the air. A special kind of smell. A mixture of the aromas of leftover jizz and pussy juice, of sweat and shit. Each individual scent could be picked out, yet at the same time they combined to create a mind-boggling perfume that lifted the senses to new heights.
It got to Greg especially. He found himself reeling. As though he were drunk on lust. Probably it affected him as much as the friction generated by the cinching union of his thick cock and his sister's narrow asshole.
"Can't hold back anymore," he croaked. "Got to come."
"And, oooh, am I ready for it," his sister replied. "Shoot your cum in my ass, Greg. You know how bad I want your jizz."
Near a nut-splitting orgasm, Greg put everything into unleashing the creamy mass boiling at the pit of his groin. He pulled his fist out of Carol's cunt with a loud pop, dipping from the waist up between her jack-knifed legs so he could grab her hair for leverage.
His shit-slicked cock was a brown blur as it pistoned in his sister's ass. Faster, faster.
Carol added the final touch. She reached down into the crush of loins and found Greg's churning balls, gripping them and squeezing them. She primed her brother's cum-supply the way only she could do after so many years of incest.
She knew just when Greg was going to come. She was so tuned in to his body that she might as well have been ass-fucking herself.
"Now!" she exclaimed at the precise split-second when the head of Greg's cock busted open at the gooey depths of her jizz-starved ass.
Her brother's cum rushed into the cavity of Carol's ass chute. It collided there with a boiling mass of her shit. The result was an explosive mixture that rumbled as if her insides were the core of a volcano.
"Blow me up!" she screamed to her brother. Greg's cock spurted some more. Each blast of his jism was hotter than the last. How much more did he have to give? How much more could his sister take?
"One more," Greg gasped. "One more cum-shot, and I'm through, Sis."
His prick trembled from the tip to the root. The final wad of jizz jetted forth in her squirming ass. Carol felt her bowels shudder. Any more pressure, and she would lose all control in her ass. It had happened a few times before, when, ass-fucked beyond endurance, she had sprayed shit all over her brother.
Not today, though. Greg's cock dried up just in time. Instead of an accident, Carol wound up with a final orgasm that left her guts twisted into knots. When her brother's prick withdrew from her asshole, she lowered her legs and sprawled on the bed. He knelt between her thighs, looking down at her.
"You're so beautiful when you've just come," he told his sister. "When we're apart and I think of you, this is how I see you in my mind. Just the way you are right now."
Carol laughed. "I wonder if you'd say that if you'd shot any more cum in my ass. Another drop, and I'd have shit all over you. Then would you think I'm so gorgeous?"
Greg grinned. "You wouldn't hear me complaining. You know the raunchier you get, the more I like it."
He paused, fondly reminiscing about all the times Carol had dragged him into her private gutter.
"My dirty, dirty sister," he sighed. "Ahhhhh." "Flattery will get you everywhere with me," Carol responded, sitting up. "You make me want to top myself."
"Is that right?" Greg smirked. He looked down at his cock. It was scummy with his sister's shit.
"Got any filthy ideas to bring out the worst in me, big brother?'" Carol giggled. "Just this," Greg answered. He pinched his prick at the tip of the head and held it up. It was as brown as fudge with her shit. "Suck, Sis, suck," he said. "Suck my shitty cock clean as a whistle."
"Just what kind of girl do you think I am?" Carol giggled some more.
"A whore. A tramp. Worse than a bitch in heat," Greg cheerfully taunted. Carol pretended to think it over. "I think you're right," she finally told her brother. "Some people just have no shame ..." She interrupted herself to hungrily smack her lips at the sight of her brother's slimy prick. ^^ " . . . And I'm one of 'em!" she exclaimed.
Carol pounced on her brother, and pushed him flat on his shoulders while she hunched over his crotch.
Her mouth closed over his cock. She took his whole prick with a single swallow, noisily slurping.
She didn't stop until she had lapped her brother's prick back to its normal shade of pink. When she released his prick, it was shiny with her spit rather than smudged with her shit.
"How's that?" she asked playfully.
"Fine—as far as it goes," Greg answered. "But now I've got a new problem. Look, Sis."
Greg flexed the muscles in his crotch. His revived prick snapped to attention, hard again, jutting in the air.
"Wells well, what do we have here?" Carol chuckled, tickling her brother's hairy balls. "Now what are we gonna do about this?"
"As if I had to tell you," Greg said, hoisting his prick again for a couple of seconds until it bounced against his inner thigh.
"You fuck me in the cunt. You fuck me in the ass," Carol coyly sighed. "But you're still not satisfied. What am I going to do with you?"
"I'm sure you'll think of something, Sis," Greg leered.
"Yes, I believe I have already," Carol purred. "Want me to tell you or just show you what I have in mind?"
"Show me."
"Sure."
Greg raised himself on his elbows to look while his sister lay beside him. Her legs weren't spread, but she presented a fuckhole that was just as erotic the way she displayed it as her cunt or asshole would have been.
It was her mouth. Opened in almost a perfect circle with her lips pulled back over her teeth, pink at the center with her glistening tongue. A simple , blow-job was not the attraction. No, this was a mouth that asked nothing less from a man's cock than a deep, hard fuck.
Greg rolled over, coming up on all fours in front of his sister. He guided his prick toward her face. His cock-head slipped into her mouth, and she started to suck. His hips bucked. His prick was deep-throated within seconds.
Greg held nothing back. He fucked his sister in the mouth with everything he had. Just the way she wanted to be fucked. She didn't know how to get anything from his cock other than the most, regardless of where she was being fucked.
Cramming his ten hard inches of cockmeat down Carol's throat, Greg ground his crotch against his sister's face. Her fair complexion was quickly rubbed to a glowing red by his coarse cock hair. Spit drooled down her chin as she applied all the suction she could manage along the length of Greg's hilted prick.
"Every time I feed you my cock," Greg told his slurping sister, "it surprises me the things you can do with your mouth. You make it seem almost like I'm somehow fucking your pussy and ass all rolled into one. So wet. . . tight when you want my cock to be ... deep as can be. Yes, yes, yes!"
Carol reacted to her brother's praise the way she usually did when they were fucking. She increased her efforts, doubling her own erotic pleasure by doubling Greg's. At this stage of a mouth-fuck, this meant bringing her secret weapon into play. Her teeth.
When a woman dares to use her teeth while she's eating her man's prick, she has to know exactly what she's doing and exercise self-control, applying just the right amount of pressure.
"Way to go, Sis. Feels so damned good," Greg moaned when he felt Carol's teeth lightly scraping along his cock's shaft. "Suck and chew my cock. It's just what I need to make me come in your mouth with so much jizz, you won't be able to swallow it all."
Carol laughed inside. During the heat of a mouth-fuck, her brother always threatened to shoot more cum than she could drink. And she always gulped his jizz down without any trouble. There was no such thing as more of her brother's jism than her thirst could handle.
Carol kept using her teeth on Greg's prick. And, of course, her lips, tongue and throat were busy too. It was an oral package designed to make a man come sooner than later.
The pressure grew in Greg's balls. His nuts jumped in their sac, leaving a wrinkled pocket of empty skin beneath them as they bulged at the base of his prick.
"I'm ready to shoot my wad, Sis!" Greg announced.
His hard-on lurched in Carol's throat. Pressing against her windpipe, his cock-head abruptly gushed.
A river of-hot, sticky cum flowed directly into Carol's belly. She sucked as hard as she could, hungry for every drop of her brother's jism.
Greg's prick kept spurting. Although this was the third time he had come within the last half-hour, he was producing more jism this time around than he had when he'd fucked his sister's cunt or ass.
This suited Carol just fine. The more jizz Greg's cock poured down her throat, the more she got to swallow. The sweet taste of her brother's cum was something she'd never been able to get too much of. It made her giddy. She could climax just from drinking his jism.
Which she did now. Feasting on Greg's cock-juice, she experienced her own orgasmic release. Writhing beneath him, she sucked the last of his jizz right out of his balls through the shaft of his cock.
Then it was over. Greg's prick was drained. Once again, Carol had devoured all of his cum. Brother and sister had finally satisfied each other.
Greg pulled off of his sister's face, flopping by her side with his spent cock soft and sticky. Carol reclined with the little bit of jizz she hadn't swallowed trickling from the corners of her mouth. Her cunt and asshole leaked cum, too.
"I love you, Sis," Greg sighed. "Always have, always will."
"Shhhh," Carol answered. "Don't say anything more."
"Why not?"
"Because, now that we're through fucking, I've got to get my head back on straight. You know what I mean."
"Ah, yes, the real world. We can't make it go away, can we?"
"Only when we fuck," Carol replied, her tone bittersweet.
Then she was silent for awhile, mentally motivating herself to do what she had to do. Get up, take a bath to wash the cum away, then get dressed and leave her brother for another week. It got harder every time.