Chapter 3
The sun beat down on Marcy's bare skin. The force of the midday sun stung her pale flesh. But the bikinied teenager enjoyed the heat.
It was as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders. The memories of the night before last and Billy Bramblett were washed out. They were without solidity, like a bad dream. What was real was Dave, her brother.
She recalled the feel of Dave's lips and tongue working on her pussy. Instantly her pussy began to seep the perfumed juices of lust into the bottom of her bikini. Her thighs rubbed against each other.
She had come and come and come as Dave scoured her pussy with his tongue. His teeth had scraped the insides of her splayed-out cunt lips, driving her out of her mind with incandescent orgasm. At the same time she'd sucked in the come pumped from Dave's long cock until it seemed her stomach was full of the sperm and semen.
When his lengthy prick was still and softening in her mouth, she let it fall back across his crotch and lapped it clean of his come. The salt-sweet jism thrilled her tongue. It was like some kind of delectable syrup smeared around the young man's prick.
A delicious weariness had come over the girl then. She let herself roll off her brother. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
When she'd awakened that morning, she found her naked body wrapped in a blanket. There was a note on the coffee table that said her brother was out doing errands and would be back as soon as possible. Marcy rose and fixed herself breakfast.
It was a spring Saturday, the sun was warm and she had nothing to do. After breakfast she'd got into a scanty bikini her mother would have been shocked to find out she owned, and lay down on a chaise lounge in the backyard. For a while the lovely adolescent toyed languidly with the idea of taking off the bikini and bathing in the nude. Her adventure last night with her loving brother had loosened her inhibitions up deliciously.
Enough of a breeze blew across the girl from time to time to keep her skin from getting uncomfortably warm. She lay in a delicious half-slumber, dreaming erotic daydreams about her brother. Behind the dark glasses her eyes were misty.
After a while Marcy decided her belly had gotten enough sun. She sat up and reached behind her to untie the string of her bikini. Then she lay on her stomach, allowing the ties of the bathing suit to lie at her sides. The water in the swimming pool lapped against the tiled sides with a hypnotic sound. She found herself dozing.
She dreamed she heard footsteps stealing up quietly behind her. A warm presence bent down over her. To her immense delight, two hands slipped under her, inside the top of her bikini, to cup her boobs. "Ahhh," she murmured happily.
"Ahhh yourself," her brother said, and kissed her ear.
With a startled exclamation, Marcy rolled over and sat up in one fluid motion. Her hands made an instinctive grab for her bikini top, but it slipped away, leaving her magnificent tits bare and swaying slightly. She blinked through her glasses at the slim youngster, then self-consciously allowed her hands to drop from her tits. The nipples began to get hard.
Dave stood there grinning, clad in a bathing suit that did nothing to conceal the extravagant bulge at his crotch. He pursed his lips and whistled appreciatively. "Ni-ice, sister dear. You're even prettier in the light of day."
"You're not so bad yourself," the girl said. Her brother was a lean and muscular teenager, with a long handsome face and kind brown eyes. And a nine-inch cock!
She reached out a finger and touched the bulge of his prick. She felt his cock stir eagerly under her fingertip. "I was thinking about you," she said.
Even if the youth hadn't seen the tiny patch where dampness stained the crotch of his sister's bikini bottom, the faint whiff of excited cunt his nose detected would have told him exactly what the girl's thoughts had been. "I've been thinking about you too," he said truthfully, and put his hands on her tits.
The titflesh was sun-hot and resilient under his palms. The girl stroked his chest. He leaned down to kiss her.
Their lips parted. Once again brother's tongue sought sister's in a passionate, incestuous kiss. With trembling fingers Marcy began to tug at the youth's swim trunks.
She pulled them down off his hips. Instantly his cock sprang free, long and hard in the sunlight. Still returning her brother's kiss as fervently as ever she rolled her eyes to admire his prick. A tiny droplet of fluid glittered like a diamond in the pinprick hole at the end of his cock.
Her heavy jugs seemed to swell in Dave's hands. She sighed. Her hands pulled the trunks down Dave's thighs as far as they'd go.
The girl pulled her face away from her brother's. Her mouth was moist with his saliva. "Take me," she said in a throaty whisper. "Take my cherry. Now!"
The erect prick gave a visible throb of excitement. He dropped his hands from her tits and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her bikini. She tensed her legs and raised her ass from the chaise to allow him to slide the panties off her rear. The crotch of the panties stuck slightly to the damp gash of her pussy.
Like her tits, Marcy's cunt was even more attractive in the sunlight. The auburn cunt hair glistened. The lips of her pussy were pale as the petals of some exotic flower. Along the slash of her cunt the pussy fur was darkened and matted with the juices that had leaked from her twat. A dewdrop of cunt honey shone between the fragile pussy lips.
Pulling his swim trunks the rest of the way off, Dave moved down to stand at the end of the chaise. He put his hands on his sister's drawn-up knees and pushed them apart. He grinned lewdly at the way her pussy blossomed pinkly before his very eyes.
A touch on his arm stopped him. "I love to have you eat my pussy," Marcy said slowly. Her eyes glistened. "But I need you to fuck me. Now."
"Trust me," the boy said. "Just lie back and enjoy it. Baby brother knows what he's doing."
Recalling the night before, Marcy had to admit that that was true. Closing her eyes she lay back once more, cradling her head on one arm.
She stroked Dave's hair as he lowered his face to her waiting pussy. Once more she knew the sudden rush of delightful feeling as he kissed her pussy squarely on the mouth. His tongue teased the lips of her cunt apart and slipped inside her pussy. "Ahhhhhh," she said.
It was as if ocean waves lapped at her pussy. The attentions Dave's tongue was lavishing on Marcy's cunt at once soothed and excited her. She felt her pussy fill with slippery, aromatic oils. The sun caressed her skin with a loving touch.
Dave held the bearded pussy open so that his mouth could work its wildly erotic magic on the delicate pink interior of Marcy's pussy mouth. Between his thighs his cock was practically wagging with the need to be fucked into that virginal cunt. He wanted to do this right.
There was something subtly different about eating pussy in the outdoors. Perhaps it was the warmth of the sun that soaked into his sister's skin. Or maybe it was the fresh spring air, its aroma mingling with the clean crisp smell of her sopping-wet pussy. Whatever it was, it made lapping Marcy's pussy more enjoyable than before-and that was saying a lot!
At last he was satisfied-or perhaps he was just too horny to delay the delightful inevitable any longer. His sister's cunt was swimming in his saliva and her own spicy pussy sauce. The lubrication his spit and her cunt juice would provide would do as much as possible to ease the entry of his cock into her untried snatch.
He stood up. Pussy juice glossed his lips. He licked the tasty cunt sauce off and climbed onto the chaise. Marcy spread her arms. Her nipples seemed to quiver with the need to feel his chest crushing them.
He got to his knees between his sister's legs. Then he lowered himself onto her. His cock poked into the furred mound of her cunt.
Her hips began to move with the urgency of her need. "Fuck me," she said softly, demandingly. "I need to feel you fucking me with that great big cock!"
Propped on one elbow, staring lustfully down at his sister's beautiful upturned face, he reached down to spread the lips of her pussy with his fingers. He moved his hips till the cone-shaped head of his prick was safely socketed in the brimming cuplike opening of Marcy's cunt. He let her pussy lips close around his cock like a gently sucking mouth.
"Ohhnhhhhhhhhh!" the girl sighed. She felt weak with eagerness. Dave brought his hand up to roll an inflated nipple between thumb and forefinger as he slowly began to ram his prick into his sister's cunt.
He felt the expected resistance. He let go of Marcy's jug and took her in his arms. His mouth closed over hers for another passionate, tongue-twisting kiss.
His prick began to press into Marcy's cunt again. He felt her tense slightly as the obstacle stretched, and then it gave with a sudden pop. "AaaamT-mmmmm!" Marcy cried, her voice muffled by Dave's mouth and tongue, as her brother's cock slid abruptly full-length into her pussy!
For a long moment they lay still. The only thing that moved was Dave's tongue in Marcy's mouth, scouring the inside of her mouth, tripping along her teeth, wrestling playfully with her tongue. He felt his cock completely surrounded by the incomparable tightness of her virgin cunt. His prick rested in the steaming juices of Marcy's pussy.
The girl lay perfectly still, recognizing her brother's wisdom. Her pussy throbbed with pain. But even as she lay the pain subsided, to be replaced by a wonderful sensation of fullness in her pussy. Her brother's long cock stretched the elastic walls of Marcy's cunt the way they'd never been stretched before. It was an unfamiliar but enjoyable feeling.
Dave could actually feel the momentary pain and tension flow from his sister's naked body. Her pussy seemed to relax around the spar of his prick. He felt his pubic bush being soaked by Marcy's cunt juice.
His tongue flicked over the roof of her mouth. He started to bring his prick out of his sister's cunt. Marcy's pussy made a sucking sound as it gave up his cock.
In a way the withdrawal of Dave's cock from her cunt was like the first agonizing withdrawal of Billy's prick from her tortured asshole. The sensation was so much sharper than when the cock went in!
"Ohmmmmmmm-ahhh!" Her tongue raised from the bottom of her mouth to tangle itself with her brother's. She savored the taste of his saliva as her pussy savored the sweet friction of his cock sliding out of her pussy.
Shortly all but the head of Dave's cock was back in the open air. His prick felt wet. The lips of
Marcy's pussy clung to the head of his prick. He moaned into her mouth and drove his prick deliberately back into the brimming well of her cunt.
This time she arched her back to receive his cock. This position brought her inflated clit into contact with the upper surface of her brother's cock. "Gaaahhh! Ah!" she gasped into his mouth at the incredible rush of pleasure through her pussy. Red lights danced before her eyes. Her hands clawed at Dave's lean back.
At last his cock was buried its full tremendous length in Marcy's snatch. She realized that with her body bent backwards she was taking a bit more of his cock into her pussy than the first time. She could really feel the difference!
Experimentally she tried sucking in her breath. Her belly receded from Dave's as she tightened the muscles of her lower body. "Aaaarrrggghhh!" Dave cried as her pussy grasped his throbbing prick!
It was as if a gloved, slippery hand was closing around his cunt-buried prick. His hairy ball-sac rubbed against the narrow crack of her ass as he stirred his cock around inside her pussy. She tried to suck his cock down her throat as she ground her pussy hard against his crotch.
Their self-control dissolved at once. Then Dave was fucking her with long, hard, fast strokes of his mighty cock, filling her pussy to the point almost of agony before sliding out again rapidly in a welter of cunt juice. Her pussy clutched inexpertly at the ram-rodding prick. She rolled her hips in a spiral around the thrusting cock.
The girl may not have had any practical experience with fucking, but she definitely had the instincts! Dave was gasping for air after but a half-dozen balls-deep strokes of his cock. His sister sure had one hell of a fine pussy!
Marcy was thinking much the same thing about her brother's cock. Of course, she didn't have much to compare it with-her encounter with Billy Bramblett's fat cock didn't bear thinking about. But she just couldn't imagine many men in the world had pricks capable of so fully delighting her needy cunt.
Seven foot high cement block walls, an expensive luxury in this land of high winds, screened the incestuously fucking couple from curious eyes. Somebody on the other side of the wall would have to rely on hearing alone to discover what was going on in the Jennings' spacious backyard-but that would have been enough! The soft, passionate cries, the rustle of naked flesh on naked flesh, the squelching sound of Dave's cock plumbing the innermost depths of his sister's soaking-wet pussy-these gave ample testimony to the forbidden delights the two teenagers were sampling in the noonday sun!
Dave was nibbling at his sister's neck. Her whole body was rolling around the chaise now, feeling the sun-heated surface grow sweat-slick beneath her naked ass, feeling her brother's chest crushing her jugs against her ribs, feeling his tongue thrill the skin of her neck-most of all feeling his endless prick sliding like a freight train into the flooded tunnel of her pussy and then rushing out again!
Impassioned fingers stroked the youth's back as he heaved himself up and down on top of his nude sister. The girl's knees were drawn up so that his cock could drive ever deeper into her pussy. Dave appreciated the hotness of her position. Her cunt felt like a sheath drawn over his steely prick!
Together brother and sister rushed toward the pinnacle of climax. Inexperienced as Marcy was, she could still recognize the tautness in her brother's muscles, the urgent quality of his breathing, the tension in the fingers that had moved down to cup the rolling cheeks of her ass. "Yes!" she cried. "Come in me! I feel you about to come-come in my pussy, fill my cunt with your hot jism!"
Blinking sweat from his eyes, Dave could still barely believe it was his older sister speaking those words. Just as he could barely believe it was Marcy's cunt he was driving his stiff prick into with an increasingly rapid tempo. But he wasn't complaining!
In a few seconds both youngsters were beyond speaking. All they could do was cling to one another and fuck each other with all their youthful might. And then, as one person, their naked young bodies clenched with orgasm!
No orgiastic cries rang out as Marcy's pussy collapsed around the pistoning bar of Dave's cock. Instead they locked their mouths together once more and drove their tongues clear down each other's throats!
Burst after burst of Dave's jism jetted into his sister's pussy. Marcy's cunt sucked the come from his spasming prick with spastic jerks of her pussy walls. The hot come filled the twisting channel of her pussy, spilled out her cunt lips to smear both their heaving crotches!
Dave's come seemed to sting Marcy's climaxing cunt. But not the way Billy's jism had stung her abused asshole. Dave's come added an edge of ecstasy to her already overwhelming orgasm!
The youth couldn't believe the way he was coming into his sister's cunt. He hadn't come that hard in years! He could scarcely catch his breath as he fucked his pulsating cock in and out of her cunt.
The chaise shook to the fury of their mutual orgasm. Their naked flesh jiggled as they fucked furiously together. The sucking sounds of Dave's cock reaming his sister's pussy were louder and lewder than ever.
Slowly the throbbing of Dave's cock slowed to a standstill. Marcy's cunt continued to clutch at the prick for a few more heartbeats, then she too melted into the warm haze of afterglow. "Ahhhhhh," she sighed. "Oh Dave, Dave. That was wonderful!"
The youth took a deep, shuddering breath. Marcy gripped his arms as his prick moved around inside her pussy. "I didn't mind it too much myself," he grinned. He bent down to kiss her on the nose.
Marcy reached up to muss his hair. She loved her brother so much she felt like bursting. Of course, she'd always loved her brother-but not this way! The look in Dave's eyes showed he returned her passion wholly.
The sound of the gate opening froze them. Afraid to look, they swiveled their heads. Marcy gasped.
A girl stood there. She was short and blonde and incredibly buxom, with jugs the size of water balloons bulging out a yellow tee-shirt, the nipples clearly visible. In her hands she held a double-barreled shotgun. It was pointed at the naked, sexually sated pair on the lounge.
But it wasn't the cavernous gape of the gun that made Marcy's green eyes go wide with dread. It was her recognition of the big-titted blonde girl that horrified her.
It was Billy Bramblett's sister Belle!