Chapter 2
Ben Hardy sat out in the patio, drinking beer and getting hornier than ever. The full moon sailed high in the Mexican skies. Somewhere out in the forest of tropical trees two birds were busy giving each other hell. A soft wind carried a cool mist from the water. But Ben's thoughts were on none of these. He was thinking of his younger sister Rose whom he hadn't seen in many years. He hadn't seen her, but he'd thought of her plenty during that time. And he'd had pleasant dreams about her, too, reliving those magic moments of their adolescence when he'd fucked her regularly. She'd always had a beautiful snatch, and he'd enjoyed shoving his cock into her and making her squeal with pleasure. Nice tits, too, which he'd felt every chance he got and sucked on whenever he could.
He closed his eyes now and thought of how he'd gone up behind her at times and rubbed the front of his pants against her ass-sometimes right in front of their parents, who never suspected a thing. Thinking about it now, he reached down in front of him and rubbed the bulge with the palm of his hand. It was no surprise to find that his cock was up stiff.
He'd gotten her answer only that morning. Rose was coming down for a visit with her family. From the letters she wrote him once in a while he knew she hadn't changed much-not physically, for she always did keep her body in good condition, and not sexually either. She'd never come right out and told him, but she'd intimated plenty that the entire family mixed it up in the bedroom whenever they wanted. It would be good seeing her again, fucking her, feeling her warm body against his, her hands on his cock, her mouth sucking him off....
He groaned and rubbed the stiffening flesh harder. He thought, And there's seventeen-year-old brown-haired Nina. He'd gotten pictures of her in a bathing suit from Rose. Just like her mother in many ways, only younger. Nice ass and legs. Tits coming along all right, too. Yes sir, I'm going to like ramming my cock up little Nina's sweet young snatch.
And speaking of sweet young snatches, he thought-and turned his attention to the twins, Robin and Polly.
He liked a girl to have some kind of tits, but there was a lot to be said for the real young stuff. He'd really begun enjoying his own daughter Carol when she was eleven. No tits to speak of, but her slim legs were nicely curved, and her hairless snatch was a pleasure to kiss and rub his cock against until he could get it into her. When she was very young, he used to have her stand with her back toward him, bending over a table, her legs spread, and he'd go up behind her and slip his cock between her legs. When she clamped her legs tightly over his shaft, he'd move it in and out until he came.
Of course, the most fun came when he was able to fuck her regularly. No doubt the twins had already reached that stage. It would be very pleasant having both of them work on him at the same time, and his thoughts turned to the various positions he might use. A spasm of desire shook his groin, and he swore and rubbed his bulging crotch. Instead of relieving the sensation, his action served to inflame his passions all the more.
Thank goodness for little Carol. Since her mother died years ago, she'd been his only sexual outlet-except for an occasional trip to a Mexican whorehouse, of course. But then why pay for it when you've got a piece of delectable ass right at home for free? He'd taught her everything she knew-cock-sucking, ass-reaming, fucking in all the positions. She was great at it, too, at all of them. Of course he'd have to share her with the Robinson males, but that was only fair. After all, he thought with a chuckle, he was trading one of his for four of theirs!
"Shit!" he muttered aloud. "I can't stand it any longer."
The house was quiet, which meant Carol and Chris were probably in their beds sleeping. Well, he'd just wake up Carol and have at her. The least she could do was satisfy her old man when he was hot for her-which was most of the time. Fortunately, the young girl didn't seem to have any qualms about fucking with him. Well, why should she? Young girls enjoy being fucked just as much as guys enjoy fucking them.
Ben drained the remnants of his bottled beer, rose, and went into the house. The house was dark, but he didn't bother turning on a light. He made his way across the living room and into the corridor that led to the bedrooms. He was surprised and pleased to see that a light shone from his daughter's room through the ajar door. He tiptoed past his son's darkened bedroom so as not to awaken the boy and then paused to peer into the lighted bedroom.
The first thing he saw was her slim naked body, with her long blonde hair cascading down about her bare shoulders. She stood with her back toward him, bent over the bed, and automatically his eyes caressed her nakedness, roaming over her rounded ass and down along her curved legs, then raising once more to a spot just under the crack in her ass where her moist snatch was visible, covered with golden pubic hairs.
A male voice roused him from his trance: "That's it, Carol, it's beautiful."
Ben suddenly realized he was so filled with his own passion and overwhelmed by the sight of his daughter's naked body, he didn't realize his son Chris was in the room. Ben had no idea how he could have overlooked the boy, who was stretched out on the edge of the bed with his feet hanging over the edge. Carol was bending over him, her mouth on his cock, sucking him off!
Shit! Ben thought, annoyed. Even so, he found the sight very stimulating. He couldn't see much of Chris, but then he didn't have to in order to know what was going on. He himself had been sucked off by Carol often enough to know the touch of her lips on his cock was something special. Besides, the sight he could see was rewarding enough. As she'd proved often during her childhood and adolescence, Carol was a very limber girl. Now she stood with her feet planted wide apart, bent at the waist so her hands and mouth could work at her brother's stiff cock. Another girl would've taken an easier position, but Ben was glad his daughter hadn't. From his vantage point he could see right up between her spread legs at the quivering, damp snatch that seemed to beckon invitingly at him.
Damn it, Ben thought, annoyed, I wish he would come so I could fuck her.
At that moment Chris was close to coming, but he wanted to hold off and make his pleasure last. He really loved his slim blonde sister and he loved having her suck his dick. But then he loved everything about her-the hole between her legs, her rounded cheeks, the tiny jugs that were her breasts, the way she straddled him when they were humping. He caught his breath, twisted his head back, closed his eyes, and ran his fingers along his sandy crewcut as passion coursed through him. He fought the urge to cry out, for he didn't want his father to come and see them. He always felt self-conscious when the older man was watching.
He slitted open his eyes and watched her head move up and down in his lap, her lips tight about his dick. She had her palms spread on either side of him, flat on the bed for balance, but in addition to her expert tongue and mouth she swirled her long blonde hair over his stomach and genitals, tickling him, making his coming all that sooner.
"Oh, Carol," he moaned, "I love your mouth on my dick."
If she'd been able to, his sister would have smiled. She liked sucking pricks almost as much as screwing. She especially liked doing it to her brother Chris who was so much gender than her father. Even so, she didn't mind her father's roughness when he shoved his prick in her mouth or up her pussy-or even in her ass, which he did sometimes. Often she enjoyed it all the more when he took her with such fast and furious determination. It was his way of showing her how badly he wanted and needed her body.
Now she concentrated on giving enjoyment to her brother. Her mouth enclosed over his stiff, throbbing prick, the lips tight about the pulsing shaft as she raised and lowered her head over it. She had a little trick of gently letting her teeth graze the knob at the end, hook under the rim for an instant so that she pulled the prick even more when she got to the upstroke. Chris liked it. So did her father. And their excitement transferred itself to her and made her very stimulated.
She wished she had a hand free so she could reach between her legs and fondle her pussy, but the position she'd chosen was too precarious. Still, she could feel the hot wetness gather between her legs at that spot and her entire body began to throb with the sexual excitement filling her.
In the doorway behind her, Ben Hardy couldn't stand it any longer. He unzipped his fly, took out his stiff cock, and proceeded to jerk it back and forth in his hand. His eyes were glazed as he gazed at the bouncing ass of his sixteen-year-old daughter just a few feet in front of him with her legs spread wide and her sweet juicy snatch in plain sight. All he had to do was walk up behind her and shove his cock in there all the way to the hilt.
As he thought that, his cock gave a sudden lurch of anticipation. Why the hell not? he rationalized. Chris and I have gone at her at the same time before.
He unbuckled his belt, hooked his fingers into his underwear, lowered it and his trousers simultaneously, and stepped out of them. Unhampered, his cock stuck out in front of him as though leading the way. But Ben knew the way for he'd been there many times before. He eased up behind the girl and pressed his cock against her ass.
"Oh!" she said, surprised, and glanced around at him. Her glance went from his face down along his body, and he moved back so she could see how excited he was. It was stiff and red, and she noted that the veins in his prick stood out.
"Hey, don't stop now, Sis," Chris said.
"Keep with it, honey," Ben told her, moving closer to her once more. "I'll give it to you from behind while you're sucking off your brother."
Ben didn't know if his son resented the intrusion, but at the moment he didn't really care; he was much too excited to worry about anything but getting his rocks off. As Carol bent to Chris's crotch and took his stiff cock in her mouth once more, Ben eased his own cock up behind the girl, taking hold of her hips to steady her while he rubbed the tip and shaft of his cock along the crack of her soft, warm flesh for a moment.
"Oh, you feel mighty good, honey," he told her. "You've got a sweet ass on you, sweetie."
One of his hands moved around under the white glove, squeezing and pinching, and then he placed the palm of his hand against her open crotch. He smiled as she squealed a muffled squeal. Her snatch was warm and wet against his hand. For a moment he rubbed the area there before inserting his middle finger into the opening and rubbing it back and forth between the lips, touching her clit with each stroke. The feel of her snatch and the slurping sounds his ringer made as it slid slickly in and out of her made him hurry.
He backed off slightly and spread the cheeks of her ass for a moment. There were two openings there for him to choose between-her snatch and her asshole. He'd visited both places and found them to his liking, with one just as tight and fuckable as the other. On impulse, he spread his fingers against her asshole, pressed the tip of his cock against it-and shoved.
Carol gasped and lifted her head from her brother's crotch for a moment. Surprise and pain filled her pretty face, and it was all she could do to maintain her balance on the bed. Chris helped, though that wasn't his prime intention. He grasped her shoulders and pulled her down onto him again.
"Don't stop. Not now," he begged. Frantically, he shoved his stiff penis into her open mouth. He could almost hear her sigh as she began chomping his flesh once more.
Carol didn't mind being screwed in the ass, but she preferred having her father's prick up her pussy, where it belonged. She enjoyed the way he was doing it, but he was always so rough that sometimes it pained her to sit down the next day. She pressed the palms of her hands forcefully against the bed to steady herself. Chris' continued grip on her shoulders helped, too. There was also her father's hand on her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh there, rolling his fingers around the distended nipples. His other hand had creeped around her hip and down in front of her crotch, where his fingers had crawled joyously through her blonde pubic hair and inserted themselves between the damp folds of her pussy lips to tease and titillate her passion-swollen clit.
Ben enjoyed group sex. It seemed more exciting to him now to be ass-reaming his daughter while she was going down on her brother's cock than if just the two of them were alone. He thrust rhythmically in and out of her asshole while the tightness of her puckered flesh held him with a series of contractions that almost made him shoot off then and there.
No, he thought, not yet. He eased off, thrusting with slower more deliberate strokes. He squeezed the flesh of her slim breasts and rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger until it got good and hard. His other hand continued pressing against her crotch, while the middle finger diddled her clit back and forth. She likes that all right, he thought, delighted. Lucky for her she'd got an old man that knows how to fuck. He smiled to himself.
Calmer now, he thought of the parade of new faces, snatches, tits, and asses that would romp through his bed when the Robinson family came for a visit. That would really be something. From what Rose had told him, he'd figured her doctor husband was a little bit stuffy. The girls in the family were in for a big treat when their Uncle Ben put his educated cock into them from any and all angles. He laughed at the pleasant thought and increased the rhythm once again, pulling his cock out almost to the tip, feeling the vacuum suck wetly to hold his male flesh, then ramming it home so hard Carol almost lost her balance once more.
From his vantage point, Chris watched his father's sweating, straining face over his sister's back with mixed emotions. He'd wanted to be alone with Carol, but even so he had to admit it was quite sexy to have her sucking his dick while another guy was humping her in the asshole. Several times he'd almost come just thinking about it. He wanted to hold back, to make it last longer-but he was already past the point of no return. He reached down and grabbed her long blonde hair with both hands and held her face down low in his crotch while he pumped his throbbing dick faster and faster into her mouth. Her tongue swirled along the tip of his dick and around the side, inflaming it all the more, and she kept her lips pressed tightly around the shaft as he jerked it in and out.
The young boy groaned and lifted his buttocks from the bed so he could shove his stiff dick as far into his sister's receptive throat as it would go. In this position he let loose with a series of spasms that shook the bed under him.
Carol felt the surge of her brother's prick in her mouth and she braced herself for the spasm. It came, filling her mouth with hot, sticky liquid which she swallowed as fast as it erupted. When it was over, she removed her aching jaws from her brother's crotch and turned her attention to her father behind her, whose hands were now busy mauling her small breasts while his prick rammed in and out of her asshole.
Chris enjoyed coming in his sister's warm, sensitive mouth. He lay back, exhausted, and looked up at her straining face and hoped she would have an orgasm as good as the one she'd received from him. Except his father was humping her in the asshole, and when he did that sometimes the girl didn't come unless the hole between her legs was fingered or sucked.
A sudden thought made the young man smile. He twisted about on the bed so his head was toward the rear of the bed and inched his way backward flat on his back until his body was between the girl's outspread arms and his face was looking directly up into her outspread crotch. It was an inspiring view. Her hole was there in plain sight, surrounded by damp blonde pubic hair. Above it and in front he could see her heaving stomach and above that her slight breasts jiggling back and forth as her father pawed them.
Carol sensed her brother's intentions and was grateful for them. She lifted her hands from the bed and transferred them to Chris's knees, which she held tightly to keep her balance. She nearly lost it again when the young man's hand raised between her legs to finger her pussy. She closed her eyes and smiled as his finger roamed all over her pussylips and then separated the folds to slide easily up to her clit. Now she was really getting excited.
Behind her, Ben Hardy could sense his daughter's increasing excitement. In intensity, it matched his own. He squeezed her breasts and nipples with both hands and increased the rhythm of his thrusting cock into her tight asshole. For a thin girl, she had a nice body on her, somewhat like her mother's had been. Nice hips. Good legs. A sweet ass. And a pair of tits that just filled two hands.
No sir, he thought, the Robinsons aren't going to get shortchanged on this deal-not when it comes to quality.
She wiggled her ass against him again and he almost came. He pulled his cock back slowly, exulting in the sensation of her grasping flesh reluctantly releasing him along the entire length of his stiff, throbbing cock. He withdrew it until only the knob was inside, then he paused. He felt her tense expectantly and he didn't disappoint her. He rammed his cock into her asshole forcefully. She gasped and had to grip her brother's knees even more tightly to balance herself.
Ben gripped the girl's tits all the harder, making her wince while he plunged his cock in and out of her asshole with renewed determination. He felt himself coming and made no effort to hold back. He thrust faster, grunting, puffing while his cock made wet slapping sounds when he drove it into her. He tightened his hands on her tits even more and hunched over her straining naked body, until the frequency of his thrusts became almost frantic. At the instant of orgasm he grunted, rammed his cock full into her asshole and kept it there while it grew even more swollen and spurted spasmodic bursts deep inside her.
He sighed, released her breasts, and withdrew his wet, glistening penis. He slapped her playfully on the ass and said, 'That was great, sweetie." He yawned and added, "I'm bushed. I'm gonna hit the sack."
He turned and walked out of her bedroom, zipping up his fly as he went. In his own bedroom, he undressed and then slipped naked under the covers. He was wet with sweat, and the Mexican nights were cool. He didn't want to catch cold. After all, he had to be in good shape when his sister and her family arrived. There'd be more fucking going on than he'd had in years. He smiled sleepily as the thoughts crossed his mind. He drifted into slumber and dreamed of his sister Rose coming toward him nakedly, of niece Nina sucking and playing with his cock, of the twins Polly and Robin rubbing their young bodies all over him....
Back in Carol's bedroom, Chris said, "You didn't come, did you?"
She shook her blonde head. Her father had come and gone; she'd satisfied him and Chris, but neither of them had done more than work her up to a point where she ached to have release.
Chris grinned. "Just lie down on the bed here, and Big Brother will take care of you."
As she lay beside him, he eased himself into a position so his head was between her legs. His finger moved up into the hole there, and he slid it into the opening. She thrust her body downward against his finger as it squished into the hot wetness, rubbing the clit back and forth.
"Mmmmm, that feels good, Big Brother," she said. "Kiss me there, please."
"With pleasure," he agreed. He bent his head and planted a kiss on her crotch.
She shuddered and squealed and put her legs over his shoulders. "Lick it, Chris. Lick my pussy. Stick your tongue inside. Make me feel good."
That was just what Chris had in mind. As she lifted her hips and pressed her crotch against his face, he spread her soft outer lips, stuck out his tongue and dragged it up along the slit to the clit, where she squealed and shuddered, proving he'd struck the target.
She wasn't the only one enjoying it either. Chris liked the taste of his sister's genitals. He found it exciting, a fact proved by his own dick starting to rise hard and stiff once more. The pressure of his stiffening dick against the bed excited him all the more, and he began sliding his body back and forth to further arouse it. He had the growing urge to rise up on the bed and fling himself between her legs, shove his dick up her hole, and have another orgasm for himself. But he resisted the temptation. Not now. Get her built up first until she came.
To his surprise, she lifted his head from her crotch. She said, "Climb on top of me, Chris. I want your prick deep inside my pussy when I come."
He smiled and crawled up over her, kissing her navel and her breasts along the way. She spread her legs wide and reached down to take his stiff prick in her hands. She rubbed it, cooing and licking her lips, then moved the tip of it to her pussy. He raised himself over her for a moment and eased forward, letting his dick sink into her hole all the way to his balls.
She sighed long and loudly as he entered her. "Screw me, Chris!" she husked passionately in his ear. "Come on, shove your wonderful prick up your sister's pussy!"
She raked his back with her fingernails, clamped her slim legs tightly about his back, and began rocking under his thrusting male body. She loved the weight of him on top of her. She loved the way his hands roamed over her breasts and her ass. She loved the feel of his prick sliding in and out of her pussy, brushing her distended clit with each stroke. She panted and gasped, bumping her hot loins against him, feeling herself getting closer and closer to orgasm.
Chris pumped his dick in and out of her hole with steady, rhythmic strokes, in and out, in and out, in and out. Her female hole gripped him tightly, much as a hand would, making him shudder with delight as he worked his hard male flesh in and out of her hot female body. He ran his fingers through her silky blonde hair. He cupped and massaged her breasts, palming the nipples into greater hardness. He kissed her passionately on the lips, giving her his tongue, receiving hers in return.
Carol felt herself coming. She felt it start from someplace deep inside her, like a tidal wave building up out on the ocean, gathering speed and getting larger and more formidable as it approached shore. Each time her brother's stiff prick buried itself in her pussy, she got closer to coming. Finally it happened. She moaned with ecstasy and her mind whirled. The blood pounded hotly through her body. Her pussy seemed on fire with passion. Orgasm exploded inside her with such intensity her vaginal muscles expanded and contracted spasmodically, alternately gripping and releasing the throbbing prick trapped within her body.
Chris held his breath, then let it out in a long sigh. He took hold of her hips and clutched her body close to his as his penis grew more swollen inside her, lurched, and then spurted bursts of sticky hot seminal fluid deep within her. When it was over, they lay connected for a while.
Ben Hardy's sleepy voice droned from the other bedroom: "Hey, will you kids stop fucking around in there and get some sleep?"
Chris smiled and kissed his sister passionately on the mouth. Carol returned his kiss with much enthusiasm.
"I love you, Chris," she told him.
"I love you, too, Carol," he said with equal sincerity.
"I wonder what it'll be like," she said thoughtfully, "to have a stranger kiss me, feel my breasts and pussy, and screw me."
"Uncle John and his family? They're not strangers exactly. They're part of our family, too, you know. You'll get used to it. I'm sure Uncle John and cousin Alec are wonderful guys."
Playfully, she eased herself away from him and toyed with his limp, sticky prick. "And what about you? You'll have four girls to screw. You'll forget about me."
"Not a chance." He kissed her pouting lips. "You'll always be my favorite. Now let's get some sleep like Father says."
They embraced nakedly for a moment more, touching each other's genitals with their hands. Then Chris rose and went into his own bedroon, leaving his sister with her private thoughts.
She thought of unfamiliar hands on her body-and found it strangely exciting. For years, the only men she'd known intimately were her father and her brother. Now there would be two more relatives and she wondered what they'd be like. She'd seen pictures of them, of course, in the letters that Aunt Rose wrote to her father, but they'd all been clothed. Carol would've liked to have seen Uncle John's prick, and Alec's. She smiled. "Well, plenty of time for that." There was no doubt she'd see a lot of both during their visit.
In his own bed, Chris idly fondled his dick and thought of the four Robinson girls who would soon be visiting them. The only girl he'd ever known sexually was his sister Carol. She was wonderful, but often he'd wondered about others-about the differences in the female bodies, the differences in their sexual techniques. He'd often thought of how nice it would be to have cousin Nina for a change, and Aunt Rose with her large breasts (from what he could tell from her photos anyway), and the twins Robin and Polly.
Of course it hadn't been possible until now, but he'd often dreamed of having several girls in bed with him at the same time. He knew his father had often done this in towns on the mainland, but Chris knew that would embarrass him. With relatives it was different. They were people you knew and loved, and they would all do it for him out of love for him, not for any selfish reason.
He resolved to do his best to satisfy them sexually, too. Content with his thought, he fell asleep and dreamed of that happy tomorrow when a variety of hot female bodies would be eagerly swarming over him.