Chapter 12
Sam moved onto the bed, dropping on top of Peg next to Sheila and Burt. The girl's legs pulled way back and she sighed into his kissing mouth as he pressed his cock as far into her body as it would go. Their mouths locked in an unfettered smooch.
Watching them, sensing their nearness, Sheila felt Burt's cock tense within her cunt-grasp. She squeezed and rubbed with her pussy-walls, pushed her plump tits into his broad chest.
Everything was happening fast, and it all went back to her, Sheila realized. And though she had never meant it to go this far, she couldn't find any quarrel with it. Everything, and everyone, seemed to fit perfectly.
Sam's hips lifted high and shoved meaty, red prick into his sister's' cunt. She moaned in response and his fuck-motions continued with rising vigor and she started to writhe under him, contributing to the fun.
Their enthusiasm seemed to transfer to Burt and, continuing to watch, he began to move his hips. Sheila felt the smooth grinding motion of his cock and she worked with him to make for an exciting friction. His hands slid down onto her ass and guided her motions as he held the twin globes, and Sheila commenced to feel a stirring within her own system.
Peg was now rocking her body from side to side and shortly she got Sam to roll over. She came out on top and promptly erected herself over his loins, immediately taking over the fuck-motions. She wiggled up and down Sam's fiery prick and whooped with joy.
Burt's eyes were glued to her body, her lightly hobbling tits. Sheila noticed, but felt no jealousy, nor did she expect to ever again. She understood perfectly. She would have stared at the girl herself if the angle had been better. As it was, she was pretty well occupied feasting her eyes on Sam.
His gaze had drifted from Peg to his aunt and he smiled warmly. She could see him enjoying the wickedness of the passing moments, rejoicing in her being there to share in it all with him.
Sheila again found herself wondering how something so good could be wrong. She was sure she would never know.
Peg was fucking her brother with an openly visible want now, and Burt's hips were starting to prod Sheila's cunt with urgent thrusts. Sheila gave him his lead, resting her head on his shoulder, flexing her cunt-tissues to increase her husband's pleasure and excitement.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Peg moaned dreamily, bouncing herself on Sam's cock, flaunting herself before her uncle's horny eyes.
Sheila's eyes wandered down Sam's body and she witnessed the thrusting motions of his hips. They matched those of her husband, making for strange, kinky responses inside her. Strange, but good. Fuck, fuck, fuck, she thought over and over.
Sheila had never watched a couple fuck before. Not this close, anyway. That time she'd ogled Sam and Peg she'd been far away. Compared to this, it hardly counted.
Here she could pick up on all the details. One that really got to her was the ripple that rushed up through the taut young flesh of Peg's body each time her ass collided with Sam's hunching hips. It rolled through the girl's flawless flesh, seeming to make the jutting tits jump for joy.
Burt's arousal had been holding at a high peak, and with Sheila's cunt wrapped so tightly about his cock and Peg's bounding, twisting young body to fill his eyes, it didn't take long for completion to surge through his loins, his balls, his driving prick and into his wife's pussy.
Sheila thrilled to the feel of his spasming cock, and especially the burn of his spurting, splattering seed. The luridness of his responses as he came sparked a real excitement in Sheila's own system, and she knew it would seem like a long wait before she got herself onto a hard prick like that again that night.
Because at that same moment, Sam groaned a deep, familiar sound that signaled his own climax. The vivid lurches of his body transferred to Peg's and the girl began to wail her ultimate pleasure. With frantic motions and straining voices they shared cum-spurts together.
Whimpering excitedly, Peg swayed to and fro, her body shaking and shuddering, a look of total bliss crossing her pretty face. Limply she flopped forward onto her brother and gave him a mouth-filling smooch. His arms encircled her damp body in a possessive way.
"What that a kick or what?" she breathed.
"Out of this world!" he answered, clutching her haughty ass.
Sheila sneaked a hand over between the girl's thighs and found a trickle of cum that had leaked from her soggy pussy. Before the watching eyes of everyone she licked the tasty spunk from her lingers. She looked at Peg.
"I'll trade my pussyful of jizz for yours," the woman offered.
Forgetting her contentment, Peg squealed with slutty enthusiasm. She twisted away from Sam and lay on her back on the bed between the two men. She spread her legs and waited.
Sheila swung around and straddled her niece's shoulders. Crouching low, she presented her spread, cum-filled cunt to Peg's lips and bowed her head between the girl's wide-open thighs.
The mingled cum-juices on Peg's pussy offered a heady aroma to Sheila's nostrils and inflamed the woman's brain and soul with sensations.
She swept out her tongue and licked away the cum that was smeared all over Peg's cunt-folds. She felt the soft dabs of Peg's tongue on her own cunt and quivered with want.
To either side of the females there was movement. Burt slid up on the bed and propped himself on an elbow to watch his niece suck his wife's pussy clean of his spent ball-juice. Sam shifted around and adopted a similar position as he gazed upon Sheila lapping happily at his sister's pussy.
"Shit," he groaned. "We've all gone to hell in a handcart, and I love it."
Pleased by the attention, Sheila dug her tongue into Peg's crevice and scooped out a juicy wad of Sam's pussy-heated cream. With Peg's cum mixed in, it had a potently erotic flavor, causing her hunger to yawn wide and ache for more.
"I want it all," Sheila breathed between licks and sucks. "I want every fucking drop of this fantastic cock-juice and pussy-stuff and-oh, fuck!"
She pressed her open mouth to the gaping fuck-hole and shot her tongue deep inside. At the same time, she felt Peg's wriggly tongue slice into her privates and dug deeper to encourage the girl.
Sheila licked and scooped inward for all she could get. When her tongue could reach no farther, she used a finger, sliding it way in, pulling it out, sucking it clean, then sticking her tongue in for the cum-stuff her finger had smeared on the walls on its way out.
Ultimately Sheila had all the spent cum she was going to get from Peg's honey-hole, but it had only served to whet her appetite. Appearing to be sniffing around for more, she turned her attention to Sam, her gaze easing down his slim body. Her eyes flared at the sight of his cock, still slick with spewed-out jizz and pussy-juice.
Pulling from Peg, Sheila turned around, pushed Sam's hips flat on the bed and settled on top of him, crouching over his legs. Inhaling the intoxicating fragrance of his coated cock, she started to lick at it.
Peg found herself in the same frame of mind as her aunt. She rolled over and slid down a short way on the bedding, promptly scooping Burt's cum-soaked cock into her mouth. She held it in there, washing her tongue all over and under and around the flaccid cock-meat.
When all the yummy goo was gone, Sheila let Sam's cock flop from her mouth and she sighed as she gazed down at it.
"Time for a breather?" Sam wondered.
"I was just speculating on how many more times you can come tonight," Sheila answered.
"Maybe you'd better take a breather if you're really thinking of finding out."
"Big-talking man!" She smiled.
Sam laughed.
"Bet I can make Sam's cock hard again before you can do Burt's," Sheila found herself murmuring to Peg.
"You're on, lady," came the snappy reply. "I'll make him hard first and I'll make him come first too!"
"Not if I use my asshole, baby!"
"Two can play at that game," Peg vowed.
The sounds of their raunchy sucking mixed with softly moaning male voices and filled every corner of the room.