Chapter 8
Peg straightened and turned to Sam. She moved to kneel next to him on the couch. Crouching low, she licked softly across his belly and down onto his hip. Her head nudged Sheila's and the woman's face lifted.
Peg looked so sweet and sexy and inviting that Sheila simply had to kiss her. The smooch held, with Peg's tongue-tip flirting at her aunt's broad lips, then beyond to Sheila's own wriggly probe. The two women eagerly explored one another's mouth.
"Good to be with you again," Peg breathed.
"Same here. What took so long?"
"I guess I forgot what I was missing." Her eyes then went to Sam's still-placid prick. It was lying back over his bush, the head already having reached past it. His cock was spanking clean and shiny with saliva, pink with growing excitement.
Peg reached for it, took it in one hand. She pulled at it and the two women felt the cock-shaft gain size and length. Peg flopped it this way and that, toying with it, provoking it with her seeming indifference.
"Does it get big and sexy?" she asked Sheila.
"Real big, and real sexy."
"I'd like to see that for myself."
"Why don't you make it happen? Something tells me you've been getting practice."
Not for one second did Peg avert her eyes from her brother's cock. She seemed to be becoming increasingly fascinated by his growing cock.
"Yes," she confided slyly, "I have."
Sheila giggled naughtily. "Let's see what you've learned."
"Yes, please," Sam put in. "Show us both what you've learned."
Leaning across Sam's belly, holding his prick in her palm, she touched her lips to the base of his cock-rod and breezed them up the underside to the tip.
Her touch felt soft, warm, enclosing half his diameter in her loving pucker, she swept back down, onto his balls this time. Peg eased her lips over the top of the sac, then returned to his growing prick.
Sheila watched from close in. Peg really had been getting some practice, judging from this display. Better than that, she showed some imagination as well. Looking up at Sam's captivated stare, Sheila saw how appreciative he was.
There was no jealousy on Sheila's part. Not even a twinge.
Peg continued using her lips on Sam for long moments. Then, taking a pause, she tested his cock. It was filling her hand now and her squeezes were met with resistance. When she tried bending it to one side, she found greater resistance.
"You're getting there," Sam said. "You're some kind of talent."
"You've got some package of prick here, brother. I want it hard. I really do!"
Returning her mouth to his balls, she brought her tongue into the action. She flicked at them provocatively, demanding their unwavering attention, gently whipping them into shape.
Moving on to his prick-length, she planted her lips astride of the base. She pressed the flat of her tongue across his sensitized flesh and then, easing up his cock, held it there to treat her brother to the electric friction of her probe. His cock jerked in thrilled response.
"Gaawwwddd." Sam breathed. "Is that good. That's doing it, sis. That's really getting to me!"
Sheila saw a way for her to contribute. First, she stood. Sam's eyes came from Peg's crouched body to her and she gave him something to look at by opening her dress.
She lifted it off casually, unhurried. She unhooked her bra and removed it and stood naked before him. She knew how he adored her body and for a brief time she stood there caressing herself, her tits especially. No worry about comparisons to the much younger female present. Sheila knew she still had it together.
Kneeling again, she leaned in between her nephew's legs. Her eyes took in the illicit view of what Peg was doing. Sheila's urges inflamed. The threesome that had struck her as being so questionable minutes before was now the most enjoyable thing she could imagine. Her tits were all tingly, her clit itched, her system was going snap, crackle and pop with carnal energy.
Peg had to be feeling the same way. Mouthing her brother's cock for the first time, his hand and now Sheila's hand playing over her back and underneath, groping her ass and tits, and being a passionate thing to begin with, how else could she feel?
Sheila burrowed in between Sam's thighs, her shoulders forcing them apart. A hot breath gusted down onto his balls and all of a sudden they were enclosed in the soft, wet clingy warmth of her mouth.
Sheila bit down with her lips, drawing his balls up tight against the confines of his sac. At first she dawdled a limp tongue over and under and around them. Then she pulled back, taking them in an even snugger grip, and brushed her tongue at Sam's balls with exciting purpose.
"Hot, slutty bitches," Sam groaned. "Cock-hungry, cum-craving sluts, both of you! I'm crazy about each of you, you cock-licking babes!"
Sheila's half-lidded eyes continued to take in the view of what Peg was doing. She had never seen anything like this anywhere, in any way. It was fascinating to watch-so base and lewd in its own way beautiful and terribly stimulating.
Sam was hard now. If he got any harder it would . . . well, he couldn't get any harder.
Peg's head lifted and she admired her work. She studied the virile dimensions of her brother's prick as if looking for flaws. Finding none, she slid a caressing hand up and down the spit-soaked, suck-fuck thing, letting her fingers gradually close inward. She jacked him off, but only briefly.
"I've gotta suck it," she said whisperingly.
Her hand closed firmly about the base. The cock-shaft was perfectly upright, tilted naturally and slightly toward her.
"I'm gonna suck this big, beautiful piece of cock-meat," she said hornily. She moved her face up over the tip and licked the cum-hole clean of juice. Smacking her lips on that, she saw the drop replaced by another.
She opened her mouth wide and lowered before Sheila's eyes. The woman let Sam's balls plop out of her mouth so she could watch without distraction. Licking her lips, she witnessed Peg take in half of Sam's length in the first go.
Peg's lips closed in, her cheeks hollowed out and she lifted. The suction drew her cheeks in farther, until Sheila could see the parted outlines of the girl's teeth. Up Peg's mouth slid, emitting a raw, juicy sound of suction as she passed the cock-ridge and reached the tip.
"Mmmmm," she said. Her mouth stretched open and she gulped down again, impaling herself orally on Sam's cock-flesh, taking him to the entrance of her throat. She lifted, applying another bold, raunchy suck, then went down again.
This time her body squirmed and her head twisted from aside to side as she forced cock-flesh into her throat!
"Oooohhhh, yes, yeesss, yeeaahhh!" Sam wailed in response as his cock-head was pushed into her mouth, his own head whipping from side to side on the back of the couch.
Sheila watched the last inch of Sam's cock disappear into Peg's mouth and marveled at her niece's cock-taking expertise. The girl could tease and please with the best of them and, damn it all, Sheila felt a definite twinge of pride.
Peg lifted her clinging mouth back to Sam's prick-end and force-fed herself some more. Sheila resumed her tonguing of his cum-filled balls, but her interest held on that log of cock- meat. She was sure it was enjoying Peg's mouth, but at the same time it was primed and ready for pussy.
Finally Sheila realized that Peg was looking at her between long sucks on Sam's cock.
"Wanna take a turn?" she asked.
"I wanna fuck it!" Sheila answered quietly but emphatically.
Peg swirled her tongue around Sam's cock-head. She needed some convincing before she'd give it up.
"I'll leave plenty for you," Sheila promised. "And meanwhile you could climb up there and get your pussy licked by a guy who really knows how. It must be pretty hot and horny by now, huh?"
"Shit, is it ever!" Peg answered as if realizing it for the first time. She lifted away from Sam's prick and gave way to Sheila.
Sheila scrambled up astride of Sam's hips. She paused, poised over him, stroking a slow hand up and down his swollen prick-shaft. Sam's hands lifted to her jutting tits in welcome.
"What you did to my balls was delicious!" he said.
"What I'll do to your cock will be just as good, honey."
"I know it. I can't wait."
Sheila centered her splayed pussy on his drooling cocktip and let herself down. She shifted her ass a little this way, a little that way, continuing down, taking him, filling herself up to the brim with pulsing pussy-fucker.
"Yeah!" Sam said, running both hands over her body. "Love that pussy!"
"I think Peg has a sample for you too." Sheila smiled.
"Wanna let me have a taste, Peg?" He grinned knowingly at his sister.
"Try and stop me from sticking my pussy on your tongue," the teen answered. She stood on the couch. Hands on the wall, nipples touching the cool, paneling, she lowered her steamy pussy to his uptilted face.
Sam eagerly lifted his lips to her gaping cunt and followed smacking smooches with lewd swipes of his tongue.
From behind, Sheila witnessed the ass-muscles of her niece begin to twitch and dance, and she listened to the slurping of Sam's pussy-gobbling mouth. Sheila would have been envious of the girl if she hadn't been so well off herself.
Enjoying Sam's cock meant moving on it, so Sheila got her ass in gear. Flexing strong legs, she rode his superhuman length of prick, felt it stretch her pussy-walls, please her clit, thrill her body to the core.
She wasn't too concerned with feeding Sam's pleasure this time around. That would be Peg's worry, and delight. Besides, he was a little too preoccupied just then to appreciate the slides of a hot cunt on more than a surface level. This go-round was all for Sheila.
She continued riding him. She went slow and she went fast. She teased herself and she threw her cunt and body at his marvelous prick with the total abandon of the wanton slut she was.
In front of Sheila, Peg's ass was really starting to twitch. She bucked her cunt at her brother's mouth, becoming feverish for a good, hard, thrilling come. Her hands reached way up the wall and clawed downward as if she were climbing it. Her body curved as she pushed her thrilled tits against the hardness of the paneling in search of comfort.
Holding on to the flexing cheeks of Peg's ass, Sheila lifted and lowered on Sam's tireless prick. She could feel herself clenching inside, getting set for the big blowout that was soon to happen.
When it did, it tore up out of Sheila's depths and claimed her body in great sections, all in a matter of seconds. The rich, searing waves burned away the want and the need that had been tearing at her without let-up. Subsiding grade by grade, she was left with the clear sweetness of utter satisfaction.
Sheila savored the last ripples along the walls of her pussy, at the same time moving to keep Sam hot and hard, in case Peg's coming pussy wasn't quite enough to do that for him.
Sheila groped her niece's ass-flesh, milking out the thrills, squeezing juices into Sam's mouth and lewd cries out of Peg's throat. Then, as Peg quieted, Sheila continued holding her hands up there. Disengaging from Sam's cock-meat, Sheila backed off and sat astride of his lap.
She drew a somewhat come-dazed Peg back and down onto her knees, straddling Sam's hips, facing him. Sheila leaned forward and spoke quietly in Peg's ear.
"Hot cock, angel. Just waiting for your pussy."
In front of them both, gleaming with sweat, Sam overheard. He gazed a head with glassy eyes. "You two are gonna be the death of me."
"What a way to go, huh?" Sheila said.
Peg seemed to come around. "I wanna come on your cock," she said to Sam.
"I wanna come in your pussy."
"Can you hold off for me? So we can squirt together?"
Sam grinned in his familiar cocky way. "You're forgetting who my teacher was."
Peg turned her head. She touched Sheila's cheek with an open hand, affectionate-like, and kissed her aunt. "I did forget. But I won't anymore. And I won't forget to thank her either."
Sheila reached around and cradled Peg's tits. She gave them an affectionate squeeze. "Why don't you show him what you're made of?"
Turning back to her brother, Peg lowered onto his fuck-shaft with effortless grace. She shuddered in Sheila's embrace and the woman squirmed behind her.
Sam sat up, his arms sliding out around both of them at once, and Sheila felt the pull of her nephew's manly arms. She simply couldn't imagine a more perfect moment than this, the three of them, together.