Chapter 3

Barbara and Danny were lying on air mattresses beside the pool, side by side. The girl had removed the top of her bikini, baring her torso to the sun.

As their mother looked out to make sure she still had privacy for a buzzing vibration job, Danny was glancing at the house, seeking privacy for his own ends.

The boy grinned and moved a hand onto one of his sister's plump tits.

Barbara smiled and made no attempt to resist - and their mother gasped in the window above.

She could hear her son speak.

"Boy - Mom and Dad really had a loud, juicy fuck this morning, eh, Sis?" he rasped.

"Yeah - Mom's real hot," the blonde girl replied.

Danny was kneading her firm, thrusting tit and plucking at the swollen, saucy pink tip.

"You frig off while you was listening, Sis?" the boy asked huskily.

"Sure," the pretty little nymphet responded. "Why? Didn't you?"

"Yeah - I jacked off," he admitted.

Jessica already knew about both of those self-gratifying events, since the horny housewife had licked up both of her teenaged kids' cum-juices, but it thrilled her to overhear them talking that way together. They weren't as innocent, obviously, as she had supposed them to be, in her parental ignorance.

It was driving her wild.

Danny kept on feeling his sister's sweet tits, making the girl wriggle and squirm. He was belly-down on the inflated mattress and his ass was hiking up as his hard-on levered down into the air-filled cushion.

"Let's get in the pool, okay, Sis?" the boy rasped with a meaningful note in his voice.

Barbara grinned and nodded.

Jessica was holding her breath. She wasn't sure just how naughty her kids were, but it was sure as shit turning her on. The dark charm of incest held her enthralled. Horny to begin with from licking up Danny's jizz and sucking Barbara's cunt-juice from the candle, now she began to blaze.

Her nipples shot out like high-caliber bullets, and her clit stuck out from her gooey cunt like a post jutting from a pool of quicksand. Her tongue slid out, as well, as if it were being drawn to those sexy teenaged bodies like an iron filing attracted to a meaty magnet.

Danny got up. His swim trunks were bulging out, packed full of cock and balls. His mother knew that he had drained a load out no more than an hour ago and that he had cum a lot, since she had lapped the lavish spillage up. If his balls were full again, the boy must be virile as hell. He dove into the pool with a splash.

Barbara got up, too. Her bare tits swung saucily and her adorable ass wriggled, molded in the tiny bikini bottom, the line of her ass-cleft showing above and the half moons of her asscheeks visible below. She jumped into the pool, too.

The siblings were standing on the bottom, the surface halfway up their torsos. They obviously hadn't gone in for a swim. They waded toward each other. Both glanced toward the house, making sure they weren't being observed. It didn't dawn on them to look at the upstairs window.

Then they embraced with far more than the normal affection between siblings.

Her bare tits brushed his hard chest and she rolled her gently rounded tummy on his loins. He stroked her sleek, damp flanks, then reached behind her to cup the cheeks of her ass and tug her loins to his. He ground his hard cock and swollen balls against her belly, his ass corkscrewing.

They kissed lightly, then with more passion. Their lips parted. They swapped tongues and saliva back and forth, panting and drooling into each other's open mouth.

Barbara slid both hands down between them and began to tug his swimming trunks down. His cock emerged, then his balls.

Seen from above, magnified by the refraction of the water, Danny's prick looked as huge as a telephone pole. The knob towered up tall, almost breaking the surface, lurking there like an elongated sea monster.

Barbara giggled as she looked down and saw how desperately horny her brother was.

But Jessica sure wasn't giggling. She was green with envy, wishing that it were she who was standing in that pool with her son.

If his sister played with his prick, why should his mother do without?

All sorts of sordid schemes and plans were tumbling through her mind as she watched, enjoying playing the peeper, but eager for audience participation, too.

Barbara cupped Danny's balls in her left hand, jiggling them in her palm as if weighing his load. They floated in her hand like a mine in a shipping lane.

She folded her right hand around his thick, veined cock, squeezing the throbbing prick. Then, holding his cockhead to her tits, she began to frig up and down.

As her fist pulled up, his foreskin rolled over the ledge of his cock-knob like a fleshy carpet, and as she pumped down, that fat slab flared out, skinned naked, his pisshole open like the gaping maw of a striking shark. She stroked his cock and rubbed the edge of her thumb against the sensitive underside of his cock-knob, where it flared out from the shaft.

Barbara obviously knew all about jerking a guy off, and she was steadily pumping toward the creamy conclusions of the sibling stroking.

Globs of pre-cum oozed from his pisshole and floated to the surface of the pool, like gooey flotsam. The jizz jetsam was spreading out in rings around them.

Under her skilled caress, his big cock got even longer. The tip broke the surface, spewing out spunk. It dove under like a sounding whale, then sloshed up again as the boy humped, fucking through her fist.

Barbara's head was tilted down, watching his prickhead, eager to see him shoot off. He drove his prick up and down in her fist, gasping. Their mother was watching with even more rapture from the bedroom window.

"Cum, Danny! Spunk off!" Barbara urged him.

"Yeah! Yeah! It's cummin', Sis!" Danny croaked, his whole body trembling.

Jessica was still holding her dildo, and she realized that she was tossing it up and down in her fist, unconsciously emulating the action below.

She was tempted to switch it on and vibrate her cunt to foam as she spied on her children. But she resisted the impulse. If everything worked out the way she was planning, she wasn't going to need a dildo today.

"Here she blows, Sis!" Danny cried.

He thrust up as she pumped down and his balls exploded as they hit the heel of her hand. His stalk rippled as his steaming load shot up through the core.

Cock-spume burst from his cockhead in a geyser.

His cock-knob broke the surface and his jizz sprayed all over Barbara's tits. Then he jerked back and shot again on the recoil, so that his second spurt jetted out underwater, spreading out like an octopus' ink.

"Ummm-I love it when you cream, brother!" Barbara sighed as she frigged him to the finish.

The last of his spunk jetted out, drenching her tits. She kept on pulling, tossing him off to the last drop. The dregs oozed out, clinging to his cock-knob.

Danny dropped back and floated in the water, smiling, his cock turning rubbery and swaying around over his loins. His balls were floating like punctured water wings, still fat even though they had been emptied.

Barbara grinned. She worked his spunk into her tits and nipples. Then the naughty girl lifted her hands up to her chin and licked up the residue.

How jealous that made her mother.

Jessica knew how delicious her son's slime was, having tongued it from his bed sheets and she knew it would be even tastier licked from her palms and fingers after a completed hand-job - not to mention how scrumptious a load would be swallowed straight out of his prick.

Did Barbara blow her brother?

It seemed likely.

Would Jessica suck off her son?

She sure as hell would!

Danny floated for a few moments, then stood up in the pool again, leering.

His cock was no longer standing upright. It was snaking around below the surface like an eel.

"Thanks, Sis - I needed that," he rasped.

"What were you thinking about when you shot your wad off, Danny?" the minx asked.

"Well - Mom, I guess," he admitted.

"That's okay. I was making believe that I was jerking off Daddy," Barbara responded.

Jessica was almost ready to faint when she heard that and realized that her kids were as interested in incest with her and Trevor as they were with each other. Maybe even more so. Being a motherfucker is very, very naughty - and all the more exciting because of it.

And father-fucking had a nice ring to it, too.

Now Jessica was thinking that maybe she should include her husband in her schemes - in due course. It could turn out to be a sort of family festival.

"Want me to finger-fuck you now, Sis?" Danny inquired, aware of his obligations.

Barbara hesitated.

Then she shook her head.

"Naw, I need more than a hand job today, Danny," she said. "I wish Mom wasn't home so we could suck and fuck. But we don't dare do it when she might catch us. I guess I'll go over to Johnny Turner's house and get laid."

She climbed out of the pool, dripping, her tits bouncing and glazed by goo. She put her halter on and, wearing only her tiny bikini on this warm summer day, gave her brother an impish grin and left.

Danny looked disappointed.

But he wouldn't be for long.

In the bedroom, Jessica returned her dildo to her dresser drawer. She had no use for it today.

Then she went down to seduce her son.