Chapter 1
Slurping sounds came from Nancy Redmond's wet lips and her cheeks went hollow. A trickle of saliva ran from the corner of her mouth. Hot, humid, meaty flavor filled her head. Her whole being swam in sensations of sweet ecstasy. She was sucking cock-her brother's cock-and she loved it!
Her younger brother Greg leaned back in the easy chair. His eyes were closed. White indentations showed where he was biting his lower Up, hardly able to contain himself. Feverishly, his hand caressed his sixteen-year-old sister's red-blonde hair. His breath came in shuddering gasps. God, his sister's lips and tongue felt good on his erect prick!
The carpet was rubbing the girl's knees raw, but she barely noticed. She could still scarcely believe the size of her brother's prick. The only time she had ever seen it, it had been the tiny nub of a four-year old. But somehow, ten years later, it had grown and grown until it was an incredible eight inches long in its current, rampantly aroused state!
"Mmmmnnnnn," she moaned around her mouthful of juicy cock. Her brother gasped and squirmed his skinny butt in the chair. Her slim, long-fingered hands toyed with his balls. To the lust-clouded brain of the youth, they seemed as deliciously cool as the saliva his sister was laving lovingly all over his giant cock.
Ripe red lips slid up the length of the prick. The pale shaft of cock was spit-glossed and shiny in the afternoon light filtering in through the den windows. Outside was a warm, southwestern early-summer day, but the laboring air-conditioner kept soothingly chill currents of air flowing through the room, thrilling the boy's dripping prick in a thousand new and excitingly different ways. "God, Nancy," he moaned. "That feels nice-so nice! Just... keep . . it-uhh! Up!"
Though she scarcely heard him in her lustful feeding-frenzy, his sister obeyed, feasting with unabashed pleasure on the beefy richness of her brother's cock. Her boobs, already full and lush as ripe fruit, seemed to swell inside her bra. Cool breezes seemed to lick her bare legs the way she was licking the giant flesh lollipop of her brother's prick. Her firm asscheeks worked against each other inside the taut white fabric of her shorts as she squirmed her thighs together in her own growing passion. She could feel her virgin pussy begin to fill with the fragrant juices of desire. Her cunt seemed to cry out with hunger for that enormous, forbidden pillar of prick, but her greedy mouth refused to let it go!
Greg's heartbeat pounded. Nancy stuck her tongue out and drew it along the underside of the throbbing prick, feeling the racing pulse. Her brother was shivering by the time the slithering tongue reached the ultra-sensitive spot just behind and beneath the flared purple head of his prick. The girl was as delightfully surprised as her brother by her newly-discovered talent for sucking cock. Before this very afternoon she had never even allowed a boy to fondle her luscious tits.
Feminine lips formed a rubbery "O" around the cone-shaped head of the boy's cock. Nancy's tongue traced blazing patterns over the cockhead, feeling it swell as the blood pounded into it. Then she closed her jaws ever so slightly and raked the delicate skin with her even white teeth.
The effect on her brother was electric. His back arched. His ass came off the chair and the muscles stood out on his arms, braced against the arms of the chair, as he sought to drive his eight inches of ragingly lustful cock down his sister's throat.
The girl's sucking head moved. Her mouth refused to admit the pulsating spear of cock as her teeth worked like knives over its tip. Using her imagination, and some deeply-buried instinctive knowledge of sex, the girl teased her brother to the ragged edge of endurance with her torturing, delight-giving teeth.
Then the girl relaxed the straining muscles of her jaw. With a single great lunge Greg buried his cock in her face.
Nancy Redmond's cheeks bulged out. The sixteen-year-old was effortlessly taking each and every one of her brother's eight inches of prick with the ease of a circus sword-swallower.
"Uggh! Ahhh-JESUS!" Greg yelped. His knuckles whitened as his fingers clawed the chair arms.
Endlessly the blood-engorged cock slid between Nancy's lips. The ever-thickening bar of cock forced her jaws farther and farther apart till their hinges creaked. Like a burning ember, Nancy could feel the head of her brother's prick sliding into her mouth, down her throat, seemingly halfway to her stomach.
The whole magnificent length of Greg's prick gave a huge throb, like the first warning tremor of an earthquake. Nancy knew what that meant. Her brother was about to come!
Her mouth watered with the need to taste her brother's jizz. Though her pussy ached with the need to be crammed full of that massive prick, she was determined to suck her trim belly full of Greg's jism before she went on to sample other earthy delights. She had all afternoon before her and Greg's parents returned from their shopping trip to Santa Fe, an hour's drive to the north. And surely, her fantastically-endowed younger brother had cock enough to satisfy the cravings of both her mouth and her pussy.
She could barely believe the change that had come over her. Was it just three weeks since that afternoon, the Jay school ended, when she had stumbled upon Gwen, her best friend, and Gwen's boy friend Owen, in an abandoned building near her home?
How well she remembered that day, as she always would. She had always been a shy girl, and despite her prettiness, and her early blooming to young womanhood, she had never been on a date. Her life centered on her home, her loving but strict parents and the younger brother she tolerated as an unavoidable nuisance-and her best friend Gwen, a petite blonde girl with tits even larger than Nancy's perfectly matched mounds of boob. And so Nancy was quite put out when, as the bell released them from the last class of their last day as sophomores at Walter Williams Jr. Memorial High School, Gwen disappeared into the milling throng of newly liberated students.
Disgruntled, disappointed in hopes of a celebration with her friend, Nancy had walked home. With no reason to dawdle, and a desire to get home and be alone as soon as she could, the girl had taken a shortcut across an empty lot in which the old building stood, first built as a warehouse and having served since as a hardware store and a discotheque, both of which had failed and left the structure an empty, unused shell.
A high girlish giggle followed by a squeal of delight attracted Nancy's attention to the old building. She crept up to the gaping oblong of blackness where vandals had long since wrested the back door from its hinges, and peered cautiously inside.
It took a few seconds for her eyes to become accustomed to the gloom. And when they did, it was all the full-bodied young girl could do to suppress a cry of astonishment!
Her friend Gwen was there. She was no longer giggling or even squealing, but giving off a low, wailing moan. Her naked body was pale in the half-light, and her boobs were ripe, cherry-tipped white melons dangling from her ribcage as she bent over the old wooden sawhorse. Her colorfully-patched bluejeans were draped over the sawhorse to protect her bare belly from the splintery wood.
Standing behind her was the tall, skinny form of Owen, and he was naked too except for a muscle shirt covering his upper body. Nancy knew instantly he was what was making her friend moan that way-him, and the pale bar of his prick he was sliding in and out of her oozing cunt from behind!
With a noise like a plunger working at a clogged drain, Owen was fucking the girl faster and faster before her friend's startled eyes. The unseen watcher was unable to tear herself away from the erotic spectacle, despite a fear that one or the other would look up and find her there, spying on them. But she had no cause to worry. Owen and Gwen were far too preoccupied with the total carnal pleasure of fucking the daylights out of each other to pay attention to anything else!
Dumbfounded, Nancy could feel her own untapped pussy start to respond to the incredible scene. Though the whole warehouse seemed to be full of the damp tangy odor of aroused cunt, overriding even the choking smell of dust, Nancy could smell the spicy aroma of her own pussy starting to drool with desire. Before she knew it, the girl had her hand slipped up under her short skirt and her fingers inside the elastic legband of her panties, first stroking the lips of her cunt till they brushed electrically against her swollen clit, and then plunged full into her seething pussy, fucking her with the brute vigor that Owen was putting his cock to the naked, splay-legged Gwen.
His trim crotch made a slapping sound against the girl's rounded ass each time he drove his cock home. At every inward cock-thrust, the girl growled like an animal and rolled her hips, and her pussy seemed to suck her boy friend's cock bodily into itself.
Nancy could see his balls in their hairy sac, swinging rhythmically to the tempo of his fucking.
Then Gwen's plump body began shaking all over like jello. She gave a series of short yips and pushed against the dusty cement floor with her hands. Owen's hands clutched her buttocks like steel talons, digging deeply into the sweet soft flesh. Sweat poured down his face and plastered his blond hair to his forehead. His body seemed to be quivering too, as if suffering some kind of fit.
Gwen screamed. Nancy jumped a foot in the air, then had to support herself with her free hand against the door jamb to keep from collapsing like a rag doll. "Oh, God damn!" Owen yelled. "Your cunt feels like a bear trap! I'm COMMMMINNNGGGG!"
"I'm coming too!" choked Gwen. "Hurry and come up my pussy! Let me feel your jism fill me as I come! Unnnghhh! Ahhhh! HURRY!"
Fascinated, Nancy had watched the boy pump her friend's exploding cunt full of come. In a few seconds it overflowed the seething, churning pussy channel. Nancy saw it well up around the girth of the plunging cock, drip down her friend's white thighs in ropy streams diluted by cunt sauce, and then a wave of ecstasy overwhelmed her as she was wracked by the first orgasm of her short life Owen had kept fucking Gwen till he seemed to go rubbery at the knees. He fell to his knees and began to kiss Gwen, to Nancy's amazement and disgust, on the pink pucker of her asshole and on the slobbery mouth of her come-filled pussy. Still unseen by the pair, the girl with the golden-red hair-and a pair of sopping-wet panties-turned away and walked home in a daze.
Since then, Nancy had spied on Gwen and Owen at their games three more times. Once she had watched disbelieving as Owen had sat the short blonde on the same saw horse, her ass in the air. Then he leaned over her and fucked his prick up Gwen's asshole!
Nancy's friend had struggled and squealed with what seemed to be real pain as Owen shoved his cock up her asshole, but she didn't tell him not to, and in a short while she was writhing and fucking his delving prick with lewd abandon. On her face was a look of pain and pleasure combined that made the hidden Nancy go all quivery inside, and she didn't stay to watch the end of the session of buttfucking.
Finally, that very day, Nancy had slipped over to the warehouse in time to see Gwen, naked again and on her knees, pulling her boy friend's ragged the limp length of Owen's prick into her mouth like a person eating spaghetti. Almost instantly, the prick began to stiffen, and soon it was full and hard and ready.
There was a blanket spread on the hard, dirty floor, and the buxom young girl had pulled her now thoroughly-horny boyfriend down beside her. Then, returning her lips to give wet oral attention to the rigid prick jutting from Owen's hairy crotch, Gwen had parted her juicy thighs for the boy to put his head between.
Hungrily, Owen had planted a kiss smack on the pink petal-like lips of Gwen's pussy. Instantly clear cunt juice flooded from the bearded mouth of her cunt. Owen drank it eagerly down, then put out his tongue and slid it over the cunt lips. Gwen trembled with joy and gnawed on his cock like a piece of beef jerky.
Again Nancy was repelled at the notion of a person putting his or her mouth on another person's sex organs. She had always thought the smell of pussy to be rank-but Owen apparently didn't think so. He was savoring the pussy sauces of his girl friend like fine wine. And Gwen was eating his cock with the fervor of a starving person.
At least this didn't look as painful as being fucked up the ass. In fact, now that Nancy thought about it, having your pussy lapped and tongued and nibbled didn't sound half bad. And the almost religious way in which Gwen was sucking cock-Nancy found her hands in her shorts again, finger-fucking away.
Right then she had made her resolution. She had to have some of what her friend Gwen was getting. Had to!
It seemed like an act of Providence when she go home and found her younger brother alone in the den. He obviously felt that he was alone in the house, because his pants were down around his ankles and he sat in the easy chair pumping his fist up and down his hard cock. In his lap was an open copy of some girlie magazine, smuggled in under the noses of his and Nan ,'s watchful, prudish parents.
It wasn't shock that made Nancy's jaw drop at the sight-not after the shows she'd been watching in the derelict building! No, it definitely was not shock at finding her younger brother jacking off-it was what he was jacking off with!
Her brother Greg had a cock eight inches long and so fat he could barely get his hand around it!
It all came together. Any reservations the normally shy adolescent would have had about approaching a half-naked male with a hard-on were forgotten. Any revulsion at the idea of incest was banished from her mind. All Nancy could think about was the lust that instantly filled her mind "Hello, Greg," she'd said casually. Caught redhanded, he'd only gaped at her, not trying to jump up and flee until his older sister stood right in front of him. Then it was too late.
"Here, here, sweetheart, don't go running off," she'd murmured, holding him down with a firm hand on his shoulder. She twitched away the open magazine spread over the swollen bar of his prick, and her eyes fixed hungrily on that throbbing, still-erect pole of his prick.
"Here, let me help you with that," Nancy had purred. Then, unable to restrain herself any longer, she'd dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips avidly around the head of his cock. He'd cried out and grabbed two handfuls of golden hair. Then he'd shoved his prick into his sister's mouth.
Apprehensively, Nancy felt the cock sliding into her mouth, then down her throat. She knew girls often gagged when they tried to suck cock-no girl who'd ever been in a girl's locker room could keep from having some knowledge of things like that. She waited for the gag reflex to reject the enormous, tasty cock that filled her mouth and her being.
It never happened!
Not till her nose was firmly pressed into the bush at the base of Greg's big cock did Nancy quit taking it in. The prick buried in her throat was the most fantastic thing she'd ever felt in her life! With a happy sigh muffled by the totally-swallowed plug of cock, she settled in to giving the first, glorious blowjob of her life.
"Aah! God!" Greg gasped now. He stroked Nancy's hair with mindless lust. "Your mouth-I'm about to-yah! Come!"
Even as he spoke the words his actions followed. A thick jet of jism cannoned into Nancy's face, drawing away from her brother's crotch as her greedy lips sucked the fat cock. The girl choked once and then most of the prick had slid from her loving mouth. Her lips were wrapped around the throbbing base of Greg's cockhead, sucking blast after blast of fiery come from that magnificent prick.
At first the acrid, salty-sweet taste of the jism threatened to overcome the cocksucking girl. Her tongue was thickly coated with the pungent sperm, her throat, the roof of her mouth-the first pulse of the beautiful cock had filled Nancy's face with an incredible quantity of come. But after a moment of fighting the gag reflex, Nancy came to a realization.
Her brother's jism was the most delicious thing she'd ever tasted!
Ravenously, her mouth milked come from the shuddering cock. And then an explosion went off in Nancy's brain. Her guts seemed to twist up inside - she was coming too! In her total concentration on gobbling down her brother's mammoth prick, she hadn't even been aware that her tender young body was building to an unbearable level of passion. Not until a total orgasm clenched the muscles of her pussy and sent its message of delight racing through her body to the pleasure center of her brain!
"Mmmmmmmpphhhh!" she moaned around her mouthful of prick. At that instant Greg grabbed new handholds of hair and rammed his cock to the hilt in his sister's face. The loglike prick slid effortlessly down the channel of her throat, already well-lubricated by the come that was still fountaining from the pinprick hole in the tip of Greg's cock.
The next spray of come seemed to shoot straight into Nancy's stomach. Her pussy gave a new spasm of delight and she came again. Involuntarily she swallowed and drew a fresh outburst of creamy white goodness from her brother's cock.
Greg's whole skinny body was quivering like a leaf. He seemed to be out of control of his mind and body. He was totally possessed by a demon of lust that kept his big cock hosing down his sister's insides with his jism. The girl hadn't given him the slightest chance to resist her incestuous advances, and now it was too late. All Greg Redmond wanted to do now was fuck his sister's face, to come and come in her red-lipped mouth till he could come no more!
And that was what the boy did, to the delight of his sister, who allowed not one precious drop of come to escape her. The pounding prick stayed balls-deep in Nancy's mouth till the last driblet of jism leaked from its tip, and even then it kept pulsing orgasmically as the girl sucked and tongued it furiously.
Finally the tumultuous climax Greg and Nancy had felt simultaneously ebbed. Greg slumped bonelessly in the chair, his mighty cock beginning to go limp. Lovingly, Nancy let it slip from her mouth. Its length was slimed with strands of come mingled with saliva,, More come bubbled from the girl's lips as the cock came out of her mouth. Carefully, she licked her lips, scooping up the stray gobbets of sperm her tongue encountered.
Greg sighed and stirred in his chair as Nancy licked his dormant cock clean of sperm. "Hoo boy!" he murmured. "That was fantastic. Can we-can you do that again sometime, Sis?"
"Sometime?" the girl demanded, rising to her feet. "We're going to do it again now!" And with that, she started to undo the buttons of her blouse.