Chapter 9
Although Joanna didn't really understand the reason they were leaving, she went along with it and helped her husband load their things into the car. They were supposed to have stayed one more day, but Jim insisted they go home this morning. She'd wanted to argue with him, but the look on his face told her there was no point to it. He had it in his head that they needed to get home now, and she realized there would be no changing his mind.
As she loaded up the suitcases and plastic sacks filled with gifts for the kids, she got used to the idea of going home one day early. She felt ready for it. She had come to terms with her feelings for Bill and she felt strong, sure that she would not need the boy in a sexual way anymore. Now all she had to do was work through all the strange feelings she had created between herself and her son.
"Come on, let's go!" Jim said as he rushed back to the car from the hotel lobby. "We're clear, let's get on the road!"
The man jumped into the car and they roared away. He felt more excited already. In his fantasies, the girl from the beach had given way to his own lovely daughter. Helen . . . Helen . . . he just had to see her, to talk with her, to find out if she might feel the same way about him that he felt about her. He prayed that she did and that she might let him fuck her.
His mind aflame with lust and dreams that all revolved around his daughter, Jim screamed down the highway, his foot pressing the accelerator to the floor, his prick pressing the fly of his pants to the sky. Helen . . .
Surrounded by two boys who both wanted to fuck her, Helen felt like queen of the fair. She motioned for Bill to come over to the bed and join them, and when he walked toward her from across the room, she had to laugh. His prick was so long and hard that it danced when he walked, slapping up against his belly and then bobbing up and down. She giggled as she took first Bill's and then David's hard-on into her soft fists.
"So you both wanna fuck me?" she teased, jacking both cocks.
"Um-hum!" they said, looking at each other with competitive grins.
"Well, I'm sorry," said Helen. "My pussy is kinda tired. I mean, you both already fucked me once! But I can give one of you a blow-job and jack the other one off, okay?"
"Suck me off, Sis!" David said, wiggling around in his sister's grip. "My jizz tastes real good!"
Sure that his sister would side against him, Bill hung his curly head in disappointment.
"Nahhhh," she said, "I think I'll suck Bill off. I never did it like that with him before. "
While David grumbled and swore, Helen swung her legs over the side of the bed and settled into the position she had in mind. Then she made the boys stand side by side, Bill right in front of her, his hard-on pointing up at his startled face, and David slightly to her right. She again took hold of their cocks, jacking on them with an equal rhythm. Her fingers were slick with the boys' escaping pre-cum, and she slid her hands up and down their nearly equal-sized pricks.
"What a choice! They're both so pretty!" Helen gushed, watching the cream bubble out of her brothers' pricks. "I wish I could suck them both right now. "
But, knowing that she couldn't, she tipped her head down toward the prick-shaft she had decided to suck off first. She heard Bill gasp as her soft lips parted and then closed again, taking the drooling end of his hard-on in between them.
"Oh, Helen," he sighed, his knees feeling weak.
"Oh, Helen!" David mocked, feeling cheated at not being the first one she sucked off.
Her mouth stretched around Bill's prick-tip, she turned her head and gave her younger brother a withering gaze. Right then, David knew that he had to shut up and play her game or he wouldn't get anything from her at all. He nodded his head in agreement and resigned himself to a hand-job.
The girl used one hand to keep Bill's prick where it was supposed to be-between her pink lips, and the other one worked over the long shaft of David's hard-on. Her slender fingers wrapped around David's cock-shaft and jacked on it with a slow, sensuous rhythm.
Her long hair tumbled forward around her face and Bill tenderly pushed it back out of the way for her. She held just the tip of his hard-on between her lips and she was sucking on it very lovingly. Her tongue lolled around the spongy flesh of the tip of his prick, smearing away the white pearls of his cock-cream and poking at the open circle of his piss-hole.
Her teeth nipped at the rounded end of Bill's prick. She clamped them down around the helmet that protected the head of his prick and ground them together just hard enough to make her brother moan. Then she eased back, turning his prick-knob loose and taking in a bit more of it. Bill sighed and shifted his weight. Her cock-sucking was making him very hot, indeed.
While she sucked Bill, she kept up her constant, measured rhythm on her other brother's hard-on. Her hand was just tight enough around his prick-shaft to let David know that she meant business, but not so tight as to strangle his throbbing cock. Her fingers just met around his meaty prick and she jacked the ring they made up and back, up and back, the tempo never changing in a way that was already driving the younger boy crazy with fuck-lust.
His pre-cum continued to pour out of the end of his prick, but Helen acted as if she didn't even notice it. She just let the pre-cum run down the bumpy sides of his prick and then allowed it to grease her jacking motions.
But Bill's prick she teased and tortured, making it send out more cream than ever before. Helen's tongue swiped it this way and that. She swallowed often, clearing her mouth of the constant stream of her brother's freely flowing pre-cum and her own collected saliva. Just the taste of her brother's oily juices made her mouth water heavily for even more.
"Mmmmm!" Helen exclaimed, speaking her compliment against Bill's prick-tip. "This tastes great!"
The boys couldn't understand her words, but it didn't matter. Bill got the benefit of them, anyway, as they vibrated the tip of his prick, adding new sensations to all of those his sister's mouth already caused. Her tongue danced and poked all around his prick-head and, as her lips slid downward a bit, moving toward the base of his prick-shaft, his whole body tensed.
While her head bobbed up and down around Bill's dripping prick, her hand continued to do the same around David's cock-shaft. The younger boy spread his feet apart a bit more for better balance and then started to pump his hips, fucking his prick toward his sister's jacking hand. Helen automatically tightened her grip on his moving, sliding prick-shaft, but she did not speed up her jacking tempo. Her wrist still flicked at the same pace and David groaned, her control driving him out of control.
Helen was heating up pretty good, too. Although her cunt was empty, it was far from unexcited. As she rocked forward and back on the edge of the bed, her whole body involved in her brothers' pleasure, her cunt was rubbed and stimulated. New waves of cunt-juices came up from far inside of her pussy and cleaned her cunt out. All the clots of her brothers' jizz dribbled out of her cunt, and the sheet on which she sat was soon wet and sticky with old jizz and new pussy-cream.
Down and down Helen's lips went around the tube of her older brother's trembling prick. Her tongue spread out a nice layer of warm wetness that made it easier for her to sink down around Bill's hard-on. Finally, her eyes closed so she didn't even see it coming, Helen felt the brush of the older boy's cock-bush against her sweet lips.
"Mmmmm!" she exclaimed, her eyes snapping open.
But Bill, too, had his eyes squeezed tightly shut. He didn't see his sister's searching look or the moment when her mouth took in all of his prick-meat. He didn't need to see anything. Ah he needed to do was to experience and feel, and that was what he concentrated on now.
Gingerly, Helen pulled her head back and then forced it forward again. She willed herself to relax and allow her brother's prick to be buried in her mouth. His prick slithered against the puckered insides of her cheeks, and she nodded her head. Her tongue was pressed flat against the bottom of her mouth whenever his prick was completely inside, but once his cock pulled back out again, her tongue continued to dance and probe, rubbing against his cock-skin with shameless gyrations.
"Oh, God!" Bill grunted, reaching out and tangling his fingers in her silky hair. "Man, Helen, that's so good!"
Helen smiled, at least as much as she could manage. But David frowned. He looked down at his own prick, caught in his sister's grip, and then over at his brother's sucked cock. Again he felt cheated and he threw his hips into action, fucking at his sister's hand to compensate himself.
His hips were nearly a blur, and Helen stopped stroking his cock. But it didn't matter to David. At last he was getting the kind of stimulation he needed, and if that meant that he had to do most of the work himself, he was willing. His sister's hand still provided a soft ring for him to fuck his aching prick through and he took full advantage of it, fucking his hard-on between her fingers and the palm of her hand just as fast as he could.
With David practically jacking himself off, Helen turned even more of her attention to Bill. The tall boy weaved around in front of her, and, whenever she flashed her eyes upward for a look at his face, she saw an expression of pure ecstasy. She kept moving her mouth up and down the entire length of his prick-shaft.
Bill's hands rested on either side of his sister's madly sucking face but he did not try to guide or rush her. Helen was doing beautifully, as far as he was concerned, and he didn't want to change one thing about her blow-job. Her mouth pulled and munched on his prick-shaft and he trembled in front of her. His hands grew sweaty in her fine, soft tresses and he wiped his palms against the sides of her head.
As David's jacking motions grew more exaggerated, he bounced one shoulder against his brother. He fucked his prick in and out of Helen's sure grip and his lusty gyrations pushed him against Bill. At first the older boy was too involved in his own satisfaction to notice. But, as David whipped his cock and himself into an orgasmic frenzy, the older boy could not help but notice the pummeling he was taking. At first he moved rhythmically just to avoid being hit by David, and then because it felt so good. Before long, Bill, too was humping himself at Helen, his prick fucking in and out of her mouth at a tempo he set and one that she could not control.
"Oh! Ohhh!" Helen cried out, worried that her fuck-crazy brothers might hurt her.
But neither boy listened to her cries. They were both too caught up in their own sexual satisfaction now. The girl had ceased to even be their sister. They didn't know her now or care at all about her. She was not Helen. She was only a fuck-toy, ready and available to bring them off and give them incredible pleasure.
Helen's lips were twisted and pulled by her older brother's uncaring motions. She tried not to fight Bill, knowing that any struggle she put up would only make her situation worse. She even went so far as to try to pull her hand away from David's madly fucking cock, but he wouldn't let her. The instant she tried to take her hand back from his prick, his fingers rushed up and curved them themselves around her smaller hand, keeping it in place and moving with it as it was pounded up and down the shaft of his prick.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" she exclaimed, but no one listened.
As she struggled with them, Helen hardly took time to notice that her cunt was hotter and wetter than ever. Her pussy quivered and sent out a continual stream of simmering cunt-juices. Slick with a new wave of juices, her cunt trembled and clutched, needing a cock to fill and fuck it.
The three struggling teenagers were enveloped in a cloud of fuck-lust that perfumed the entire bedroom. The mixture of three different types of leaking sex juices hung above them like an erotic cloud, and all three of them were high on it.
David grunted heavily. His fingers tightened around his sister's and he put more pressure on his prick, via Helen's wet, sticky hand. The cream was churning in his simmering balls and it felt to the boy that at any moment it might come jetting right on up and out of the slitted tip of his prick.
"Fuck it out! Gonna come. Yeah! Yeah!" he panted.
Their shoulders brushing together with a fucking rhythm that was sometimes one, other times in opposition, the boys worked hard. Bill followed David's lead and fucked Helen in the mouth, his prick setting up a merry pace. His hands on her head now did show her what he wanted and, in her subservient position, Helen had no choice but to obey.
Bill reached down, searching for his sister's free hand. When he found it, he directed it to the hairy sack of his balls. There he pressed her fingers into the soft bag and Helen did as she was silently told. She rolled his balls around in their sweaty covering, massaging the skin that separated the twin orbs and caressing his balls. Her fingers trembled and she worked almost as hard as David and Bill did, because now she was anxious for them to come so that they would let her go-and fuck her.
Long ago her fears had been recycled into lust. Now Helen wiggled in her puddle of pussy-juices, eager for the boys to cream so she could get them hard again and have them fuck her.
Her cunt needed hot cock and she threw herself into getting it some.
Cock-cream and drool ran down her face and dripped off her chin. She rolled her head around and fucked it in and out, doing all that she could to make Bill come. Her fingers twisted and pulled on his hot balls and all at once she knew that she had pushed all the right buttons. Her brother suddenly tensed and his prick jumped forward and then back, rocketing out its steaming load of spunk.
"Coming!" Bill gasped, as if he could hardly believe it, himself.
"Ummm! Ummm!" Helen moaned, looking up at her brother's surprised face from around the log of his jerking prick.
Hot, sticky wads of his cum thumped against the back of her throat and then slithered down into her belly like so many oysters. Helen swallowed hard, keeping her mouth free and ready for the next of her brother's delicious shots of cock-cream.
As he came, she twisted around. The bed beneath her was so wet with her escaping juices that her little cunt slipped and slid this way and that. The friction she created for herself made her hotter and hotter and she sucked hard on Bill's prick, drinking down all the cum that she could.
While one side of her wild fucking started to cool, the other side was hotter than ever. David's eyes gazed at her beautiful face as she slurped down his brother's cum-load, and seeing that was the final straw for him, too. His prick lurched in his grip and, before he could control it, his prick had started to spit out creamy cum against the side of his beautiful sister's startled face.
"David!" she gasped, popping her mouth off of Bill's sputtering cock. "David! Stop!"
But the boy could hardly hear her, let alone do as she wished. His entire being was taken up in the wonder of his orgasm, and he was helpless to do anything but let his climax run its course.
Both boys watched excitedly as Helen's features became a creamy mass. David's cock held quite a load and Helen took the full force of it. She closed her eyes and her mouth, feeling the oozing warmth of David's cock-cream gushing against them and then slithering down toward her chin. Her whole body shook and her cunt clutched with lust.
"Jesus!" Bill gasped, recovered from his climax enough to realize how obscene this was. "Look at her!"
Holding his firing cock in both of his hands, David felt the last of his jizz go. Then, as he was about to relax and fall face down on the bed in front of him . . .
"Hello! Anybody here?" came their father's voice from downstairs.
"It's Mom and Dad!" Bill gasped frantically.
"Quick! Clean up!" Helen exclaimed, wiping her creamy face on the bedspread.
"Kids? We're here!" Joanna called, her voice close.
Paralyzed with fear, the teenagers heard their parents' feet on the stairs. The boys covered their crotches with their hands and Helen smoothed back her hair. But, no matter what they did, it didn't change things a bit.
When Jim and Joanna walked into their own bedroom, the scene that greeted them could not have been taken for anything other than what it was-an incestuous orgy.