Chapter 4
Carol had some serious thinking to do. For years, she had owed her sexual loyalty to her brother, Greg. Now, for the first time, Greg had some serious competition.
"I've got to face it," Carol admitted to herself. "Right now, at least, David is a better fuck than Greg."
She sighed, enjoying the luxury that the problem of too many well hung lovers presented.
"It's hard to believe," she murmured in wonder, "Being swept off my feet by my own son. But, oh, how that kid can fuck! Still, I owe a lot to Greg."
She was considering her options when the phone rang. She answered it, and it was her brother. It made her nervous hearing from him at that particular moment—almost as if he were spying on her.
"Listen," he told Carol. "I've got the afternoon off. I know it's early in the week, Sis, but why don't we get together and fuck?"
"All this glorious sunshine outdoors, and you want to spend the day inside a stuffy motel room?" Carol pretended to tease her brother, while in reality she was buying time to think about what she should do.
Her son was due home from school pretty soon, and she had been looking forward to fucking him all day.
"C'mon, Sis. Don't beat around the bush," Greg said impatiently. "You feel like fucking me today or not?"
"Why, do you have something on the back burner if I don't come across?" she asked, curious.
"I can do all right if I want to," Greg snapped with irritation.
"Then, by all means, go ahead and do it!" Carol impulsively blurted. "I don't own you. And you don't own me."
"Well, so that's how it is," Greg said after a long pause.
Carol thought about apologizing, but she didn't, waiting out her brother in stony silence.
"Okay, if that's the way you want it," he finally said. "There's only one thing to say, I guess. Go to hell, Sis!"
Greg hung up with an angry clang. When she set down the phone, Carol realized that this was the first time she had turned down fucking her brother since she could remember.
Before she could regret what she had done, she heard footsteps from outside. Glancing at the clock, she saw that it was already after three.
"School's out," she whispered, her pussy turning warm and sticky at the prospect of fucking her so son.
She looked quickly through the window. David's car was parked in the driveway. Her cunt tingling, she waited with excitement, for the door to open.
Carol was disappointed. Instead of greeting her son, she found herself eavesdropping on the harsh words of an argument on the front porch that filtered into the living room. It turned out that David was not alone, after all. He was out there in some kind of hassle with his sister, Julie.
"Don't brush me off, David," Julie snapped. "You can't afford it. I may not know everything yet, but I know enough to cause you plenty of trouble. Now, unless you want the neighbors listening in on this shit ..."
"All right, already," David said nervously. "Let's go inside. Just keep your mouth shut, though, if Mom's at home, okay?"
Carol saw the door knob turn. Her curiosity mounting, she backed in the darkness of the hallway so "She would be out of sight when her children entered the house. Seconds later, David and Julie were in the living room, calling for her. She didn't answer, letting them believe they were alone and safe to settle their dispute.
"Okay, Sis, just exactly what is this all about?"
"You know. Last night," Julie said. "You had somebody in your room. In bed with you, fucking. I heard it through the wall."
"Heard what?" David gulped.
"Fucking!" Julie forcefully stated. "And if I can't pick it out, nobody can."
"That's for sure, you tramp," David hissed.
"Except that I've never had the guts to fuck somebody right in my own room. Not in the middle of the night with mom and dad right down the hall. God, what nerve! Who was she, David?"
"What do you really want?" David said, not bothering to deny his sister's charge. "Blackmail?"
"I don't really know what I'm after," Julie admitted. ((I just know that I've had one thing on my mind ever since last night. Something that kind of embarrasses even me. Been thinking about it all day. Care to guess what it is?"
David didn't reply.
"Your cock." Julie took a deep breath and answered her own question. "Isn't that a kick? It never made any difference to me one way or another if you could even get your prick up. Not until last night. Then, when I heard all that moaning and groaning, the springs squeaking from your room, everything changed for me as far as you're concerned."
Julie breathed deeply a second time, deciding whether to go on. She did.
"I'll tell you the truth," she continued. "Whoever you were fucking, I envy her. If you weren't my own brother, I might ..."
"Might what?" David challenging his sultry sister.
"Don't tempt me," Julie warned. "That is, unless you're prepared to come across."
"You wouldn't dare. Sis."
"Try me."
"I ought to," David snapped. "It would serve you right if I called your bluff and fucked you."
"Now's your chance," Julie answered, bolder each time she spoke.
"You got it, Sis!" David blustered.
His hand blurring toward his crotch, he jerked his fly down. The white cotton of his jockey shorts filled the space at his open zipper with a tightly packed cock bulge.
"This is your last chance to stop me," David told his sister.
Julie said nothing. She just grinned.
David popped open his jeans so they fell down his hips. There was a curved swelling of cockmeat in the pouch of his shorts as he slipped his fingers under the elastic waistband.
An outward pull and a downward tug, and the dark clump of David's cock hair showed. The exposure of his prick was just a hand-movement away.
Now Julie spoke.
"Let's see your prick," she said. "C'mon, show me your . . . great ... big ... cock."
David's shorts dipped past the crucial level. There was no turning back now. His prick, now solid as rock, jutted into the air.
"Oh, my God!" Julie blurted out with excitement. "Are you hung!"
"Yeah. Guess I am at that," David said.
"I've never seen such a big cock!" Julie gasped. "And I've seen plenty."
She laughed.
"Looks like I've been wasting all my time on all those so-called studs on the football team," she told her brother. "All along, the cock of my dreams has been right in my own backyard."
She dropped to her knees before her brother as if she were worshiping at the shrine, of his cock and balls.
"Whoever said the grass was always greener on the other side of the fence?" she sighed.
And then, Julie Stewart grabbed her brother's mighty hard-on and folded her trembling lips over his knobby prick head.
No longer shy about what was happening, David urged: "Suck my cock, Sis! Suck my prick! All the way down, and before you know it, I'll be coming in your mouth."
"Mmmmm, talk about an offer I can't refuse," Julie slurped. "If your jizz is half as sweet as your cock is big, I'm gonna be the thirstiest girl in the world."
This said, Julie swooped down on David's long prick. Taking his whole cock in her mouth was a large order, but she was up to the task. By the time she glanced up for her brother's approval, she had deep-throated his twelve inches of prick meat to the hilt.
"Jeez! That was fast. Looks like you deserve a bonus, Sis, for eating my cock all the way down on the first try."
David began rolling his hips. His jerking crotch propelled his prick back and forth between his sister's lips. She reacted with increasing suction so that spit dribbled down her chin.
"This ain't no blow-job," David crowed, grabbing tufts of his sister's long, blonde hair so he"
could jerk her face back and forth over his cock. "No doubt about it. What I'm doing, Sis, is flat-out fucking you in the mouth."
Julie couldn't speak with so much cock to eat, so she just kept sucking. Her wet cocksucking noises filled the room.
Lurking at the entrance of the darkened hallway, Carol Stewart heard and saw her teenaged children violating society's strictest taboo. Incest. A mother's nightmare under normal circumstances. However, she could hardly be classified as a typical parent in this situation. Not when she had fucked her son before her daughter had fallen under the spell of his huge cock.
The emotion Carol experienced was not shock, but jealousy. She was far less a heartbroken parent than a spurned lover. She had been confident that David's beautiful prick was her own special property. Now, she found herself in sexual competition with her own daughter.
"Damn that little tramp!" Carol cursed Julie under her breath. "She's got boys crawling all over her. Why can't she leave David's cock for me?"
Carol wished she could just barge in on Julie and David and put a stop to what they were doing the way she used to do when they were younger and misbehaving. But it wasn't that simple. There was no way she could deny that she was equally as guilty as either of her children. To force the issue, she determined, would be just too risky.
"All I can do right now is look," Carol concluded in frustration, promised herself she would recapture David's loyalty as soon as she had the opportunity.
Having made her decision, there was plenty for her to watch. David's cock-thrusts down his sister's throat had forced the girl to the floor, where she sprawled flat on her back. He ground his crotch against her cheekbones, his prick fucking her mouth brutally.
"Can't keep this up for long without coming!" David panted.
Julie lifted her legs and wiggled her toes in anticipation, wordlessly showing her hunger for her brother's jism. Then she clamped one of her brother's asscheeks with each hand, digging into the crack of his ass to tickle the base of his balls with her fingertips.
"Oh, Christ, I wish that was me." Carol winced with envy while she watched her daughter preparing herself for a bellyful of David's hot cum.
"It's gonna happen, Sis," David rasped after a couple more surges of his prick. "Gonna shoot jizz in your mouth."
He swallowed a gust of air, then supported himself with extended arms as the muscles in his stomach rippled just above his sister's face. His spine snapped, his ass bobbed, and his balls bulged at the root of his buried cock. There was no doubt about it—he was coming.
Carol tried to look away as her son's prick unloaded in her daughter's sucking mouth. But she couldn't help watching. They were beautiful kids, she had to admit, their fucking a form of poetry in motion.
So Carol saw Julie's cheeks balloon with David's gushing jism. And she wondered if Julie would be able to drink all his cum down.
"You can do it, baby," Carol heard herself whisper encouragement in spite of her jealousy of her cock-sucking daughter. "C'mon, Julie. Swallow his cum."
For a moment, it seemed as if Julie might fail. Her brother's volume of jizz looked as if it was too much for her to deal with. But then the girl started to gulp. Her swollen cheeks started shrinking as his cum slid down her throat.
By the time David had finished draining his balls, his sister was in command. She tugged at his spent prick with her teeth, lips and gums, while fingering his nuts to squeeze out an extra few drops of fuck juice.
"Whoa, Sis!" David cheerfully protested. "You're eating me alive. There's plenty more cum where that came from, but you've gotta give my cock a chance to recover from fucking you in the mouth before it can get back into action."
('Sorry,'' Julie gurgled after releasing her brother's shiny, red prick. "I just get awful greedy when I taste jizz as sweet as yours."
As she spoke, unswallowed cum trickled from the corners of her mouth. She realized how messy she was and laughed, spraying the air with a fine mist of his jism.
"You said you needed a chance to recover," she teased her brother. "Recover for what?"
"Do I really have to tell you, Sis?" David teased back, flexing his sticky cock so it lurched back into complete hardness.
"No, I guess not," Julie cooed. "But let me hear you say it anyway, stud. A girl likes to be asked, you know."
David sat beside his sister on the floor and grinned. He had been playing games with Julie almost from the start of their incestuous encounter, and he plainly wasn't about to quit now.
"No, Sis," he leered. "You ask me. In fact, I think I want you to beg me."
Julie looked at him, weighing her pride. It didn't take her long to think it over.
"Why not?" she giggled.
Quickly she undressed herself. Then, nude, she pivoted around toward her brother with her knees lifted. Her thighs were spread, her hands on either side of her crotch, fingering her pussy lips wide open.
"Fuck me, David, fuck me!" she shamelessly pleaded.
"Good girl," David chuckled with satisfaction. "If I'm gonna fuck a tramp, I sure as hell expect her to act like what she is."
"Then you've come to the right place," Julie swooned, flexing her cunt in the direction of her brother's jutting prick. "Stick your cock in me. Let me find out what it's like to be fucked by a cock as big as yours."
David rose to his knees. His prick was in his grip—a weapon. Clearly, there would be nothing gentle about his approach. He would stab his rigid cock meat into his sister's pussy, hurting her with his mighty thrust.
"Fuck me rough!" she cried stretching the split of her cunt open even wider.
David moved in for the kill. The head of his cock passed through the pink gates of his sister's pussy. He set his hips. Veins and muscles twitched in his crotch. His balls churned in their tightening sac.
Then came his shove, powering his prick into the depths of his sister's fuck-hungry cunt. Deeper and deeper he penetrated. When his loins slammed against his sister's upper thighs, there was no more give. His prick was buried a foot deep in her tight, wet pussy.
"Oooooh, your cock's even better than I expected," she moaned in response. "As big as your cock looked out in the open, it seems even bigger when it's jamming my cunt. If you don't split my pussy in two, I'll be surprised."
David began jerking his prick back and forth in his sister's clutching cunt. The friction generated by cock and pussy was prime from the first fuck-stroke. With her ass squirming, she wrapped her long legs around her brother's torso, holding on for a great fuck.
Still eavesdropping from the shadowy hallway, Carol watched her children fuck. From her vantage point, she could see David's prick pumping in and out of his sister's cunt, the girl's pussy lips tugging his prickmeat with each thrust.
Carol was too turned-on to be able to stand being a mere spectator any longer. As her children satisfied their lust, her own erotic needs demanded attention.
"Oh, my damned horny pussy," Carol moaned.
Her hand found its way under her skirt, clawing at the crux of her wet cunt. Inside her panties, her fingers entered her cunt gash. Her fuckhole was hot and spasming to the touch, welcoming the penetration by rippling all the way up into her womb.
Carol climaxed on the spot. As she came, her legs turned to jelly, and she slumped to the carpet. There she knelt, forcing all five fingers within her stretching pussy. Then she made a fist, inserting it to her wrist. Pussy juice ran down her forearm, trickling all the way to her elbow.
Although Carol tried to calm down, her fist independently kept fucking her cunt, prolonging her climax. Feeling an orgasmic scream coming on, she stuffed her free hand into her mouth just in time to stifle her outcry. But the price she had to pay to maintain her silence was high. Biting down on her knuckles, she pierced the skin until she could taste the salty warmth of her own blood.
In the meantime, unaware of their mother's presence, David and Julie continued fucking without restraint. David's big prick was driving deeper in her pussy with each lurch. Hammering. Pounding. Each cock-thrust was accompanied by a loud squish from her juicy cunt.
"Have you come yet, Sis?" David asked with a grunt as he hilted his twelve-inch prick in his sister's spasming fuckhole.
"No," Julie answered. "Not yet."
"Why not?" David asked, remembering how his mother had started coming almost immediately when he'd fucked her. "Aren't I fucking you good enough?"
"No problem there," Julie chuckled at her brother's modesty. ((I could've come a dozen times already if I'd wanted to. But I've been holding back as hard as I can."
"What for, Sis? Don't you want to get off?"
Julie pulled her brother's head to her chest, pressing his face between her tits. Then she craned her neck forward so she could whisper in his ear in the sultriest way possible.
"Of course I want to come. More than anything," she purred. "But I'm waiting for you, stud. Wanna make it happen for both of us at the same time. So when you shoot your wad in my pussy, I give you back as good as I'm getting. Like we're the same person for as long as it lasts. Can you dig it?"
"Mmmmmmmmm, you better believe it!" David declared, captivated by his sister's fucking technique.
"But I can't hold off much longer," Julie warned, squeezing her tits against her brother's burrowing head. "The quicker your prick lets go in my cunt, the better it'll be for both of us."
"Enough said," David assured his sister. "I'm in the groove."
His hips gyrating, David twisted his hilted cock in the vise of Julie's cunt. Her ass jerked up from the floor, the cheeks clenching in the air.
"Hurry, David, hurry!" she panted. "Come now . . . now . . . or I'll have to get off by myself, 'cause I've reached the end of my rope."
"No problem," David puffed, hugging his sister while his crotch strained between her clutching thighs. "I... I'm. .. yes ... I'm comiiiiing!"
"Oh, shit, and so am I!" Julie whooped as the rushing jism scalded the depths of her climaxing pussy. "Coming so hard! Like nobody's ever made me come before!"
"Don't know where I'm getting all this jizz," David wheezed when his cock kept spurting cum after it should have normally quit. " Jizz just keeps shooting out of my prick into your cunt, Sis."
"Mmmm, you don't have to tell me that," Julie gasped. "My pussy can't hold it all. Your cum's already leaking out, and your prick's still in business."
"Hope you don't mind a mess, Sis."
"The more cum the better. Don't worry, I'll put it to good use."
"One more blast," David grunted.
He reared up from the waist, gritted his teeth, and pinched off the last burst of jizz from his cock. Julie took his cum deep in her pussy with a squeal of pleasure, kicking her legs Over her brother's head.
Then it was over. Over, that is, except for Julie's final flourish.
She gently pushed her brother away so his prick popped out of her sloppy pussy. Then, her legs spread in his face, she put her hand to her gooey pussy and smeared the leaking cum from thigh to thigh, then from her belly to her asshole.
"I just love it," she sighed, "when somebody comes in my cunt so much that my pussy overflows. When I spread the extra jizz all over me, it feels like liquid silk on my skin. I feel so beautiful."
She had each of her cum-soaked hands on her tits now, rubbing thick fuck cream into the flesh of her jiggling tit mounds. Then she sucked her sticky fingertips as if they were covered with cake frosting.
"You're right, Sis. You are beautiful!" David readily agreed.
His cock loomed from his crotch, harder than ever. Clearly, he was ready to fuck his sister all over again. And she was more than willing as she reached for him with her legs and murmured something about trying his big cock in her ass.
This, at last, was enough for Carol. She had spied on her children as long as she could stand it. If she couldn't keep them from fucking, she could at least quit torturing herself by watching them go at it.
She stole down the hallway toward the kitchen and left the house by the back door, with Julie and David never having known she'd witnessed their fuck session. She circled the yard and started walking when she reached the sidewalk, not knowing where she was going.
"Got to think. Got to think," she kept repeating to herself while she wandered the streets.
However, try as she might, she couldn't make sense out of anything. Finally, the only thing she could decide on was her need for a drink. When a bar's neon sign winked invitingly at her, she went inside.
"A lot of drinks," she promised herself as she entered the boozy gloom.