Chapter 7
Vince Howard had fucked around plenty, but for the first time he knew what it was like to really be in love. In love, as it turned out, with his own first cousin. But there was no way he could date Mary Ann out in the open. So he'd have to fuck her on the sly. It made him feel like they were characters in one of those TV soap operas.
But Vince wasn't complaining. The main thing was that he'd finally found a piece of ass that made a difference in his life. He didn't want anybody else anymore. From now on, as far as he was concerned, his cock was owned by Mary Ann's nearly hairless pussy.
He wished he had more money, so he could give her presents and flowers. Fortunately, though, he could scrape up enough to rent a motel room for Friday night. He passed a note to Mary Ann during the afternoon class they had together, telling her to meet him there around eight. She answered with a single pussy hair folded in a piece of notebook paper, and Vince practically creamed in his jeans on the spot.
That evening at home, before he left for the motel, Vince was in the bathroom the whole time getting himself ready for his big night. He scowled when his sister just barged in without knocking while he was shaving, making him nick himself with the razor.
"Damn you!" he snapped. "Look at what you made me do."
"So what?" Sandy scoffed. "The kinda girls you go out with don't give a shit about your face that's where you're going, isn't it? Out with some little tramp?"
Vince glared at her, blood dripping from his chin. "Tramps are all you know about, Sis, 'cause you've had much practice being one. Every girl isn't like you."
"Oooh, can you believe it?" Sandy mocked. "The boy must be in love. Is she a virgin, Vince?"
"Get fucked, Sis!" Vince hissed.
"Oh, I will. Always do every chance I get," Sandy said. "Too bad you can't say the same now that you've got a case for some dumb little virgin. So, yeah, brother dear, I'll get fucked-if you're lucky, maybe you can get to hold hands."
Vince threw the bloody razor at his taunting sister, but she ducked out of the bathroom and scampered down the hall. Then, going back to the sink, Vince washed his face with cold Water to cool himself down.
"What am I getting so pissed about?" he finally asked himself. "Sis just thinks I'm hung up on a virgin. Mary Ann's as hot as a chick gets-but just for me. She might've lost her cherry to some other guy, but all she needs from now on is my big cock. And, shit, am I gonna prove it to her tonight!"
This made Vince feel a whole lot better, as his stiffening prick tented his pants. Forgetting all about his jeering sister, he mentally focused on his cousin's sucking mouth and nearly hairless pussy. By the time he left the house for the motel, he had some ideas about her pretty, pink asshole as well, imagining how snugly his big prick would fit there.
Sandy laughed all the way there, thinking about how royally she'd bugged her brother about his so-called cherry girlfriend. If she knew boys as well as she was sure she did, being teased that way would just make Vince hornier than ever to prove what a stud he was.
"Yep, there he is," Sandy noted when she arrived at the motel, spotting Vince's car parked in front of a corner room. "Must be waiting inside for Mary Ann with a hard-on the size of a baseball bat.
Mary Ann had, of course, passed along the information about tonight's supposed fuck session with Vince as the last part of setting him up for his sister. Now the rest was up to Sandy, as her pussy spasmed with anticipation.
Reaching the room in which her brother waited for their cousin, she tried the door. It was unlocked as Vince had told Mary Ann it would be. Sandy nudged it open just far enough so she could see her brother without him seeing her.
"Mary Ann ... that you?" Vince eagerly called when he heard the hinges creak.
He was bare-assed on the bed with a throbbing boner. Sandy responded to his expectation that she was their cousin by reacing inside with just her arm and passing her hand along the wall to find the light switch. Locating it, she flicked it down and plunged to room into total darkness before her entrance.
"Oh, yeah, that's sexy," Vince sighed with approval, sure he was talking to Mary Ann. "Leave the lights off, babe, and don't say anything. Just do a number on me in the dark like you're a wet dream come to life."
It was so perfect, Sandy thought, closing the door behind her. Then, with no light to reveal her true identity, she stripped, her confidence growing even more now that she was tark naked.
She approached the bed, guided by her brother's rasping breath. When she got there, he eagerly reached for her, groping at her bare body in the pitch darkness like a horny blind man.
"Mmm, wanna cop a feel on that hairless pussy before I do anything else," Vince panted. "Been thinking about your smooth little cunt all day, Mary Ann."
Little did her brother know that the same razor he'd cut himself with earlier tonight had been used before that to shave her pussy. Shave it so her pussy was now as bald as Mary Ann's.
"Oh, yeah," Vince sighed, finding the slick pussy he'd anticipated. "Damn, still can't get over it. Just like a little girl's cunt."
He rubbed the hairless treasure, moistening the palm of his hand with leaking pussy juice. Then, probing the cunt gash, he did some finger-fucking, trying to get Mary Ann off with a quick climax. Sandy filled in for her cousin without a hitch, coming within a matter of seconds.
"Ooooh, my pussy doesn't feel like a little girl's pussy now," she orgasmically moaned, speaking for the first time since entering the room. But there was no risk involved when her voice was this masked by the universal swoon of female pleasure.
"Wanna go right on coming?" Vince eagerly asked, fooled completely.
"God, yes! Do it to me some more!" "Then sit on my face. Give me a mouthful of that bald pussy and I'll keep you coming as long as you can stand it."
"Mmm-hmmmm," Sandy readily agreed.
Vince drew her down. Her thighs straddled his head as his tongue licked between them. Then the lips of her shorn pussy pressed against the lips of his mouth, while Vince's tongue fucked into her cunt hole.
While Vince continued to feast on her shaved cunt, Sandy leaned forward on top of him to zero in on his big cock.
Finding bis prick in the darkness with her searching tongue, she licked down the cockshaft to Vince's balls. He had a real pair of balls on him, the size of eggs. Sandy could only get one of his balls in her mouth at a time, so she gave them each a turn at being bathed with her warm spit.
"All right!" Vince said. "You're hungry tonight, huh, Mary Ann?" "Absolutely," Sandy said. Then, having thoroughly sucked her brother's balls, she guided her lapping tongue back up the long, thick shaft of his pulsating hard-on. She took her time getting to the cockhead, but once she was there her next move was breathtakingly abrupt. She deep-throated Vince's massive prick with a single swoop, making him gasp with surprise and delight.
It was never just a blow-job. Sandy made her jbrother fuck her in the mouth from the beginning, squeezing his balls along with her expert cock-sucking to make his crotch rhythmically buck against her face.
And then there was the other half of the sixty-nine. Down there, Vince was increasingly busy with another form of oral fucking. If Sandy's mouth was like a cunt around his cock, then his tongue was a second prick in her real pussy.
It wouldn't take long. Vince's prick strained and flexed with its every thrust, rapidly near-ing the bursting point. But a little extra nudge wouldn't hurt, and Sandy was an expert at that sort of thing.
Most girls thought the cock and balls were all that mattered when they were trying to make a boy come. Sandy knew from experience, though, that there was another spot which was not to be ignored. And now, she went after it with a probing finger.
Down between his ass cheeks, into the ass crack. His asshole throbbed there in readiness, just waiting to be taken advantage of. So Sandy made the plunge to her last knuckle, starting to finger-fuck her brother Vince's gritty asshole.
Tm coming like hell!" Vince grunted, his cock spitting cum down Sandy's throat.
She swallowed the jizz at the same rapid rate it spurted from her brother's prick. Then, as the flow gradually decreased, she released Vince's cock bit by bit. By the time his climax had slowed to a dribble, only his cockhead was in Sandy's mouth, which she sucked to claim every last drop of jizz.
"Only got my joint copped that good once before," Vince sighed, the sixty-nine breaking up in the continuing darkness. "And that was the last time you went down on me. You're the best little cock-sucker around, Mary Ann. If you didn't have a cunt, I'd be satisfied just fucking your mouth."
And, imitating her cousin's voice, Sandy answered, "My cunt and mouth aren't all I have to fuck, you know."
Then Sandy filled the darkness with the funky aroma and whooshing sound of a sexy fart, just to underscore that special part of her body she was talking about. Her ass was close enough to Vince's face so her escaping wind made him snort and caused his tongue to hungrily slurp at his lips.
"You like it in the ass, then?" he anxiously asked.
"I love it in the ass!"
"Damn, I'm on a roll tonight!" Vince declared. "Never had a chick just come right out and ask me to ass-fuck her before. Usually a guy has to come on with a real snow-job to get a girl to even think about taking his cock where she shits. Then, even when you get that far with her, the bitch'll probably lose her fuckin' nerve instead of spreading her cheeks."
"Poor boy," Sandy cooed like Mary Ann in sympathy. "But suppose she waits a little too long to say no? Teases your cock enough so you're too horny to take no for an answer?"
Vince chuckled with a macho growl at the end of it. "If a guy has the balls, he has ways of getting what he wants. Get my drift?"
"Rough stuff?"
"You'd be surprised how fast it brings most chicks around," Vince bragged. "Down deep, most of 'em dig it."
"How do you know I'm not that kind of girl? A little prick-teaser you've got to force to come across?"
"You just practically invited me to fuck your ass."
"What if I take it back?"
"Really wanna find out?" Vince dared.
"Try me."
"Then tell me no," Vince snapped, sounding almost enthusiastic now about the prospect of using force to fuck ass.
"You got it. That's what I'm telling you. A big, fat no."
"Usually they get a little hysterical," Vince suggested. "Act scared."
"Show me why."
Vince abruptly lashed out. Even in the darkness, his aim was true. He slapped Sandy right across the face.
She lashed back too, with a taunting: "Is that all the harder you can hit me, schmuck?"
"I like your spunk, bitch," Vince said. "Too bad I'm gonna have to knock it out of you."
He swung with his other hand, smacking Sandy's head back the other way. But that didn't stop her from laughing in his face, from wondering out loud how a guy who thought he was such a stud could be such a candy-assed wimp who slapped like an old lady.
"Got a real mouth on you, don't you?" he snarled. "Well, let's hear it made some real interesting noises."
Once again, the darkness didn't stop Vince from find his target. This time it was Sandy's neck. He choked her, forcing a jangling gurgle from her mauled throat. "I-I can't breathe," she was forced to admit. "And you might not ever do it again unless you follow my orders, bitch," .Vince hissed. "How about it?" "Any ... anything," Sandy gasped. He released her neck. There'd be bruises there for days. Sandy was finding out that there was more to her brother than just a lot of hot air. And it made her respect him in a way she never had before.
"On your hands and knees," Vince demanded. "All fours like a bitch in heat."
"That's what you make me feel like," Sandy whimpered. "An animal."
"Beautiful!" Vince gloated. "Now, c'mon, bitch, make me proud of you."
Sandy assumed the required position, her ass becoming the highest part of her naked body in the darkness. Vince reached for it and took one of the plump ass cheeks in each of his big hands.
"Okay, let's spread 'em," he rasped.
Jerking the halves of Sandy's ass apart, he pried her ass crack wide open. Then he leaned down toward the yawning split, leading with his tongue, and licked her puslating asshole. Because Sandy had taken care to shave there too, Vince had no reason to believe he wasn't tasting Mary Ann's hairless backdoor charms.
"Mmmm," he slurped, "I dig an ass with a bald crack as much as I dig a bald pussy. Tastes so fucking young. Makes me feel like a dirty old man before my time."
Then he tasted Sandy's asshole with the tip of his tongue again. Her asshole spasmed in response all the way up to her bowels. When she farted again, Vince sealed the windy opening with his mouth and sucked the fumes down his throat.
"Oh, you're ready," he announced when he came up for air. "Bitch's always ready for your cock up her ass when she starts farting like that.
Opening herself up for the big one, stretching those muscles for the main event." "You're the expert," Sandy said. "And you're the lucky bitch who's gonna let me prove it all over again," Vince crowed.
He moved upward and his pricktip mashed against Sandy's puckered asshole. When he shoved, the fit was tight. "You brutal bastard," Sandy egged him on. "Thanks for the compliment, bitch." Vince shoved again. About three inches of his cock's thick shaft followed the cockhead in to Sandy's asshole.
"Tighter than a cherry cunt," he noted with satisfaction. "And maybe if I fuck your ass hard and deep enough, it'll bleed just like one."
Flexing his crotch, Vince applied more pressre with his strianing prick. But this time Sandy decided to give him a surprise. For she knew from the experience of plenty of ass-fucks how to control the muscles of her ass with absolute precision. And now she promptly let them go completely slack.
"Jesus, what'd you just do?" Vince whooshed with astonishment at the way his prick had just fallen into the abruptly widening tunnel, all the way to his balls.
"Just took over, that's all," Sandjr fired back, no longer even bothering to disguise her voice. "Hang on, Vince, from here on in, you're just along for the ride."
"Damn, what's got into you?" Vince rasped. "All of a sudden you don't even sound like Mary Ann anymore."
"I'm as full of surprises as my ass is full of your big cock," Sandy declared, her voice no longer like Mary Ann's but still too shrill to be immediately recognizable.
She began rocking on her knees, forcing ner brother's prick to move back and forth in her fucked ass. When her ass socked into his gut, Vince slumped across her back, frantically searching for something to grab onto. He found her tits, squeezing so hard that the spongy tit flesh bulged between his fingers.
"God," he gasped, "these titties even feel bigger than they did the other day. Almost like you're a whole different girl."
Sandy couldn't resist. "Suppose I really was? Not Mary Ann at all?"
Vince didn't know how to answer. Not that he could have anyway. For he was suddenly speechless from the loss of breath. That had just been taken care of by the pressure from the wildly rising tide between his legs.
"Cat got your tongue?" Sandy needled. "Or is it something a lot more interesting?" "Gonna come!" he cried. Sandy lurched back, hiking his prick. She was just in time to take his creamy torrent of jizz at the depths of her ass.
"Oh, yeah," she sighed with pure pleaure, coming herself. "Poor Mary Ann doesn't know what she's missing."
Vince was too busy shooting his cum-load for this to immediately register with him. But it stuck on the fringes of his mind, just waiting for his eventual reaction.
In the meantime, he strained with release, corning more than he'd believed possible. And when his cock had finally stopped gushing, it was still tugged by the ass he'd fucked, so the dregs of his jizz were milked from his aching balls.
God, she's something, he thought in a daze. What will she come up with next?
"Pull your cock out now. I wanna suck your prick after it's been up my dirty asshole."
The voice startled him. Suddenly, as so often happens during an instant of crisis, Vince had total recall. Now, echoing in his mind was something he'd heard a moment before ... "Poor Mary Ann doesn't know what she's missing."
"Jesus!" Vince blurted, the shocking truth hitting him right between the eyes.
Then he was flat on his back. It took him a second to realize that his own sister was physically on top of him, her slurping mouth closing around his ass-fucked prick.
"Why?" he gasped, reaching for the lamp beside the bed.
He turned on the light. It streamed across the bed, beaming directly into his crotch where she sucked his prick.
Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he yanked her head up now for a face-to-face confrontation.
"Why?" he asked her directly, practically screaming. "Why, Sis, why?"
And with a mouthful of his cock, Sandy slurped and mumbled: "Well, why the hell not?"
Vince was devastated. He passed out on the spot. But here was no escape. When he awakened again, his sucked cock was creaming in his sister's mouth.