Chapter 8
Linda and Jeff left their parents' house without regret. Things seemed to be getting awfully heavy there, what with everybody making sarcastic comments and nasty innuendoes. Well, they had had their good time and now they welcomed the occasion to discuss it all in private.
The youngsters decided to take their bicycles and ride to the woods. Without knowing what he was doing, Jeff pedaled in the direction of the town woods, to the very spot where he had fucked his girl friend, Judy, only three nights before. It would do well as a place for him and his sister.
It was a hard uphill pedal, but both children did it without complaint. Jeff felt a surge of energy after leaving his house. All those adults around made him uncomfortable. Even Uncle Larry whom he thought he could trust was an integral part of the conspiratorial atmosphere that had made Jeff and Linda feel less than welcome in their own home.
Well, the adults could work things out for themselves. Now that they had each other, Jeff and Linda could afford to feel superior. They jumped off their bikes as soon as they reached the designated spot. It was another warm, sunny day and the ride had been quite tiring.
"Here at last," Jeff announced, sinking onto the grass. "Isn't this a groovy place? I really dig to be here."
"Yeah, and I'll bet you've been here before," his sister answered quickly. "True, isn't it?"
"Sure," Jeff answered without concern.
Jeff and Linda began to talk about their recent experiences with Uncle Larry. Jeff did most of the talking at first, since his sister seemed rather shy about the whole thing. It was surprising, since she had enjoyed herself even more than he had, but Jeff didn't bother to ask any questions.
They decided that they had nothing to worry about as far as Uncle Larry was concerned. The good natured old man would never reveal their secret, for it would get him in far more trouble than themselves. They would just have to be careful not to give their parents a hint of what had happened that day while they were out shopping.
"Is this the place where you take all your girl friends?" Linda asked quietly. "You don't have to lie to me."
"Well, I've taken some girls here," Jeff replied proudly. "But I don't get laid all that often, you know."
"I'll bet you get it enough," Linda answered. "I wish they'd let me stay out that late at night."
Jeff told his sister that the daytime was a good time as any for him to be with her. Linda smiled at her brother, delighted at his answer. Yes, they had the whole day to themselves and there was no reason on earth why they should not make the most of their opportunity.
"Do you want to fuck me again?" Linda asked. "Do you think that it's alright for us to do it here?"
"Sure thing," Jeff replied confidently. "Nobody knows about this place but me and a couple of girls."
Linda hated it when her brother bragged, but this was no time to have an argument. Now that they were together, there was only one thing on her mind. Jeff was not as good a lover as her Uncle Larry, but he was not bad and she knew that he could make her happy without half trying.
She stood up before her brother and started to remove her clothing, a process that took but a few minutes. Then Jeff followed suit, thinking how lucky he was to have a sister that agreeable. Also, she was damned good-looking, better really than any of his girl friends'.
Soon both siblings were in a state of nature, reclining on the soft mossy grass. Jeff rolled over onto his side and watched his sister as she drank in the sun. She really was beautiful, he decided, particularly in the summer when her pale skin got a little color for once.
He rolled over all the way onto his stomach so that he was supine on the grass. From that position it was easy to stretch out his arm and start to play with her shapely tits. This time he was going to fuck the pants off Linda and show her that he was a better lover than her uncle.
Jeff let his hands play freely over his sister's body. No doubt about it, she was totally desirable, just the kind of girl he had always liked. Jeff didn't think in terms of incest, which was a word foreign to his vocabulary. He was at the age where a boy thinks of nothing but sex and considers any girl an improvement over masturbation.
He concentrated for awhile on his sister's tits, thrilling to their firm softness. He held one of her nipples between thumb and forefinger and played with it until the broad pink pad had turned hard and red and puckered. Yes, it was ridiculously easy to turn her on. He hardly had to do a thing to get her moaning and begging him to fuck her.
Linda rolled over onto her side, dislodging her brother's hand from her tits. It was time to get down to some real fucking. They had the whole afternoon together, but sooner or later .they would have to go home. She figured that they could fuck at least twice before returning home.
She threw herself in her brother's arms and began to kiss him wildly all over his handsome face. Then the two children were locked in each other's arms, rolling around across the grass. It was itchy to make it that way, but neither one complained for so much as a single instant.
Jeff turned his body so that his sister could put her hot little hands on his prick and balls. This time Linda was a lot calmer about sex. She had learned a lot that weekend and had come to realize that there was more to sex than mere passion. She could thank Uncle Larry for that.
In any case, she was not at all shy about making it with her brother. All their former arguments and jealousy seemed insignificant now. They had common desires these days and there was no reason on earth for them to fight about it. It was so much easier to fuck and forget it.
Jeff lay back and let his sister play with his prick at her leisure. Then he could feel her rolling over, moving her head closer and closer to the target. He wanted to fuck her, but was not going to complain about a good blow-job. That was always a good way to get the ball rolling.
"Why don't you eat me out at the same time?" his sister suggested. "It would be great to do it that way."
"I don't know," Jeff answered. "I kind of had my heart set on just you sucking me off."
"Don't be selfish," Linda answered hotly. "I have desires, too, you know. Come on, we'll have fun this way."
There was no way that Jeff could refuse his sister when she put things in those terms. He positioned himself on his side and watched as she did the same. Eating cunt was something he was not sure he liked, but this time he would find out for sure. Besides, he had nothing to lose.
The two youngsters were lying head-to-foot and Linda wasted no time taking the big cock into her mouth. It was half-hard already and she knew that a few strokes of her talented tongue would bring her brother to a full state of erection. It didn't take much to turn a man on, she decided.
Jeff, meanwhile, found that he could not avoid sticking his tongue into Linda's twat. It gaped before his face and he had to admit that he would enjoy eating her out. The taste was a little disconcerting at first but he knew that after a few minutes he would be swallowing her come with gusto.
He closed his eyes and protruded his tongue until it had found a home. It was easy to turn her on just by working on clitoris and labia, but this time he figured that he might as well do things right, shoving his tongue as far as it would go into her fragrant, dripping little honey-pot.
Meanwhile, his cock was buried practically to the hilt in his sister's eager mouth. Yes, she had learned a lot about giving blow-jobs, so that he, too, had plenty to thank Uncle Larry for. Their lives had certainly changed radically this week and for all they knew, would continue to change.
Linda was delighted to have a prick in her mouth again. Larry had told her that she could suck cock as well as any woman he had ever met. Sure, it was probably nothing more than a compliment, but there had to be some element of truth in it, as far as she was concerned.
She took the big thing inside her and tried to force it down her throat. Jeff, knowing what she was doing, rolled over so that he was now on top of her. It was easy to eat her out in the new position and he knew that he could sink his cock deeper than ever into her soft, moist throat.
Linda needed a few minutes to adjust to the new position but soon found that it made it easier for her as well. Jeff's prick came down into her mouth at a new angle and didn't choke her nearly as much. All she had to do was open wide and take it in. Meanwhile, he was eating out her pussy better than he had ever done before.
Jeff began to hump his body, shooting his prick into his sister's mouth with great force. It caused her to choke a bit, but she was too proud to ask him to take it easy. Figuring that he had a whole lifetime of sexuality to look forward to, Linda found that she was mentally ready for anything.
Her own cunt had begun to water copiously, a sure sign that she was enjoying their bout of lovemaking. Jeff had learned to eat out her pussy perfectly, alternating his strokes so that she never knew what was coming next. It was a pleasure to be with someone that talented and strong.
She began to feel a little come dripping into her mouth and knew that it would not take her brother too much longer to fire his wad. She slipped the prick all the way back into her mouth, finding that she could swallow far more of it than she had formerly given herself credit for.
Inch by inch the big thing slid into her throat until she had taken down at least seven inches. It felt funny to be impaled on the big thing but she knew it would not last long. Her brother's body was sweating freely and his eyes were glazed with unsatiated lust.
Then his cock exploded in her mouth. She drank down the first rush of juices greedily but then he shot for a second time, giving the inexperienced girl more than she could handle. It rocketed into her throat and then backed up on her so that she could hardly breathe. Then he pulled his prick out and shot the rest of it all over her face and tits.
Jeff relaxed for a few minutes after that, but then decided that he owed it to his sister to show her a good time, to bring her to an orgasm as violent and satisfying as his own. He got on top of her again and forced his tongue into her tight little snatch, not to stop until her climax.
Linda wiped the come off her face but let it dry in the sun on her heaving tits. It felt nice to have the sticky stuff hardening on her as her brother continued eating her out. Yes, he was a good lover and pretty soon she was going to reward him with her first orgasm of the day.
She closed her eyes and let her brother work at his own pace. He circled his tongue around her labia and then worked on her clitoris for awhile, knowing how sensitive Linda was in that part of her body. She sighed with lust and knew that she would shoot her load in a matter of minutes.
Jeff ate her out with true passion, thinking how lucky he was to be in that position. He forced his tongue in until it itched and then could feel how her pussy was beginning to water. Yes, they were having a good time together but this was nothing more than the beginning.
A few seconds later she started to come, moving wildly on the grass so that Jeff could hardly hold onto her anymore. He gripped her ass with his strong hands and continued to plunge his tongue into the abyss. Her pussy smelled better than ever and he wanted nothing more than to swallow a double wad of her hot, bubbling cunt juices.
Then she came at last, breaking the sylvan silence with her cry of passion. Jeff felt an ocean of come washing into his mouth but had no trouble swallowing the salty juices. He held his head in position until she had stopped moving and then pulled it slowly away from her dripping cunt.
"That was really something," he told her. "It just gets better every time we do it."
"Yeah, it sure does," she concurred. "Let's fuck this time. After that, we'll probably have to go home."
The two passionate siblings spent another hour in the woods and then got dressed to go home. It was a shame that they couldn't stay longer, but they had promised to be home before supper and there was no point getting their parents worried. Then they might start to ask questions.
They got back on their bicycles and headed slowly home. Both were tired, but in a way that was not at all unpleasant. Besides, they had the whole evening to recuperate. Soon they were in sight of the house and a few minutes later they had parked their bicycles in the garage and were knocking at the door, ready to take an afternoon nap.
Meanwhile, Bill Senior had hurried out of the house and practically leaped into his car. Things had gone too far now and he didn't know what to do about his wife. Still, there was one woman who understood him. His sister-in-law, Robin. He knew that he would find peace in her loving arms. There was no doubt about it.
He floored the accelerator as he pulled out of the driveway, determined to get to Robin's house as quickly as possible. She had better be home, he thought to himself. He was not in the mood to be disappointed after all the shit that his unforgiving wife had put him through.
In another twenty minutes he was pulling the car into Robin's driveway. There was no other car there so that he knew her husband was still out on the road. Well, that was one thing in his favor. One thing that he could thank his stars for. At least he would be able to fuck her again.
He hopped out of the car and immediately went over to try the doorbell. Robin came out a few seconds later, quite surprised to see her lover. After what had happened the day before, she had figured that she would never see him again. Now his presence confused her completely.
"But, what are you doing here?" she stammered. "I thought we had decided not to see each other."
"Bullshit," Bill answered. "I've had enough of that wife of mine. Besides, her brother Larry, your half-brother, is staying with us and I can't stand him. The two of them whisper together all day."
"But still," she continued, "don't you realize that we can't stay together anymore now that she knows about us."
"I'm past the point of caring," he said sadly. "I know she's going to divorce me so I might as well have my fun while I still can. Don't you agree?"
So saying, he pushed his way through the open doorway and then sat down on the sofa. Robin looked at him but could not make up her mind what to do or say. She still wanted him, of course, but knew that it was wrong for her to deceive her sister once again. But, on the other hand, Cora had said that it didn't really matter what they did.
"I don't think she wants to divorce you," Robin said meekly. "Really, I think you're exaggerating things."
"Don't bug my ass about Cora," Bill answered. "Let's just have a good time together. If I never see that bitch again, it'll be too soon."
There followed a brief but accurate recounting of all the things Cora had done to show her disapproval. Robin heard her lover out and decided that he did have a point. It was wrong for Cora to treat a man like that, particularly a passionate, proud man like her husband Bill.
She went over to the sideboard and mixed a round of martinis, thinking that a strong drink would lift her love's cloud of depression. Bill threw the stuff down like it was water and then asked for a refill. Robin filled his glass immediately, wanting desperately to please her lover.
Soon Bill's mood had improved significantly. He became defiant in his thinking, reasoning that he could get along without his wife. There were plenty of other women who appreciated him at his true worth, women he could be happy with, women like the one who was sitting beside him.
He reached out and started to fondle her tits, never bothering to ask if that was what she wanted. There was no point treating a women like Robin as an equal. She would not have known how to react to it. All he knew was that they had been happy together until his wife's untimely arrival. There was no reason why they could not be happy again.
He took Robin in his arms, thrilling to the feel of her familiarly-voluptuous body. Yes, she had just what he needed. She was the only woman who had ever been able to satisfy his lust. Well, he didn't care who walked in this time. He was going to fuck the pants off the little sexpot.
"Don't," Robin pleaded. "I just don't feel right fucking you. She might come here again."
"Fuck her," Bill answered angrily. "I don't care if I never see her again. And don't pull any of this moral shit on me. You want it as bad as I do."
Robin had no answer to this line of reasoning. She did want to fuck Bill again and her pussy was already watering in anticipation of swallowing his cock. She sighed aloud and then abandoned herself. She really was his slave and there wasn't a thing she could do to protect herself.
Robin got up from the couch and started to remove her clothing. Bill was feeling the three drinks he had downed, but not so much that he could not appreciate the floor show. He loved to watch Robin stripping for she looked as shy and unsure of herself as a teenage virgin.
Soon she was stark naked and Bill took a few minutes to admire her charms before getting out of his own clothing. Yes, Robin was really beautiful, a thousand times more desirable than her sister. He had felt guilty about visiting her at first but now he knew that he had done the right thing.
He got off his own clothing in record time and now was ready to fuck her. Robin dropped down to her hands and knees on the floor. She had always liked to be fucked from behind, which was the way he liked it too. It always felt great to have her soft buttocks rubbing against his crotch as he shoved his prick into that waiting twat.
Bill was hard as a rock without being touched. All that he had been through in the past few days only served to fire passion more. He had a lot to forget and she was just the woman to help him do it. A few hours spent in her loving arms and he knew he would feel like a new man.
The happy couple positioned themselves on the floor. Bill knelt behind his lover and decided to eat her cunt out for a few seconds before fucking her. That way she would be dripping wet and perfectly ready for him. Besides, it would make her come all the quicker.
He protruded his tongue out of his mouth and used it all over her labia and clitoris. Robin's pretty pink asshole winked open before his eyes and he had no choice but to stick his tongue into that orifice as well. Yes, it was a pleasure being with a woman who understood him for a change.
Soon both cunt and asshole were dripping wet. Bill held his prick in his right hand and gently guided it into Robin's pussy. It slid home effortlessly and now he was ready to begin. It was important that he fuck her right this time and take her mind off her troubles.
He shoved it in to the hilt and began to rotate it slowly, knowing that that never failed to turn a woman on. Robin sighed with ecstasy. He knew that she still felt guilty about what they were doing, but figured in a few minutes she would be begging him for more.
He pressed his body against her ass and delighted in the feel of her creamy buttocks being pressed against his wiry pubic hair. This time he felt no desire to mistreat his mistress. All he wanted was to make her happy and to forget all the shit his wife had been trying to pull.
He reached around and started to play with her tits, something else that Robin could never resist. He held her breasts one in each hand and began to tease her nipples with his strong fingers. Soon she was watering copiously and he knew that he was halfway to his objective.
Bill let go of the creamy spheres and turned his attention to his lover's clitoris. It was easy to manipulate the thing in that position and he could feel his own cock sliding in and out of her cunt. This way he felt almost like he was masturbating and it gave a new dimension to his sexual pleasure. It was always like that when he fucked Robin.
He held the little pink button in his fingers until it was covered with juices. It was so easy to turn her on that he could never quite get used to it. All he had to do was touch her and she was ready to come. If his wife were that responsive, maybe none of this would have happened.
But for now, Bill had but one thing in mind. He continued to fuck his mistress, Robin, slamming his cock into her pussy with desperation evident in his every stroke. He was fucking more for escape than pleasure but it made no difference to Robin who was in it for the same thing.
She no longer felt guilty about fucking Bill. Sure, it was a dirty trick to pull on her sister, but as long as their relationship was estranged there was nothing for it but to do her part to keep him happy. It was better for him to be with her, she figured, than with a stranger.
Besides, as usual, Bill was turning her on more intensely than any man had ever done before. She didn't know what it was about him that did it, for he was an older man who was not even that physically attractive in the larger scheme of things. Well, that was one mystery that she would never solve, something she had to take at face value.
She moved backwards slightly, grinding her heavy buttocks into his hard midsection. That felt nice because it forced his cock even further into her hungry pussy. That was one thing she could count on with Bill. It happened every time.
Pretty soon she was on the verge of orgasm. Robin arched her back to take in even more of his huge cock and then felt her muscles stiffen compulsively in preparation for her imminent orgasm. All she had to do now was wait and the good times would be sure to follow.
A few seconds later she felt her cunt evacuating its juices. She covered her lover's balls with pussy juice and then collapsed onto the floor. He was still inside her but that was alright, too. His prick was still rock-hard and she knew it would take a lot more to get him off.
"I'm going to fuck you up the ass now," Bill announced in a husky tone of voice. "Don't try to stop me."
"Please don't do it that way," Robin pleaded. "Last time you tried it, I thought you were going to tear me to pieces. I'm just too small down there."
"That's what I like about you," Bill replied. "It's just like fucking a little girl and taking her cherry."
"Can't we do it some other way," she asked humbly. "Don't I make you happy when we fuck the regular way?"
"Sure," Bill answered. "You're sensational in bed. That's why I want to do everything with you."
Robin tried to argue but it was all to no avail. Anal sex terrified her and she knew that it was going to tear her tiny asshole to pieces. But Bill was in a terrible mood and was not about to show her any mercy. She would have to take it like a woman and hope for the best.
Bill reached down and used his right index finger to transfer some of the juices from cunt to asshole. He worked his finger in to the last knuckle and decided that Robin did not know what she was talking about. Her asshole was as loose and inviting as that of any other woman.
Then he held his prick in his hand and aimed it directly at the delightful target. It was great to fuck her that way and he had been a fool even to hesitate. His orgasm was going to come all too soon and then he really would have to go home again and face the music.
He slid his prick into the tiny pink bunghole and then leaned his body forward so that he could shoot the bolt home. Robin screamed with pain but he ignored her completely. Most likely she was just putting on an act, and in any case he had no intention of withdrawing until he had shot his load. She would just have to accept that fact.
Robin found the pain intolerable. Her asshole was terribly sensitive and she didn't know how she could keep from passing out. Still, once his prick was all the way inside her, it wasn't nearly as bad. And, in any case, it wouldn't go on forever.
She arched her back, trying everything to make herself less uncomfortable. Now Bill felt like he could sink all the way into her, disappear into the charming little bunghole. It was great to fuck her in that manner, for she was helpless to do anything but sit there and serve his pleasure.
He worked his prick in a little further and started to fuck her for real. It was good to be inside her like that, without a care in the world. He found himself wishing that his wife would show up again. This time he would be ready to spit in her face and tell her to get lost.
But nothing of the sort was likely to happen. The rest of his family was home now having the time of their lives. The orgy had continued at full force and they were waiting for him to arrive. No doubt about it, he was the one who was in for the shock of his life.
But that was the furthest thought from Bill's mind. All he could consider now was the approach of his orgasm. It was too bad that it snuck up on him so quickly, but there was nothing he could do to hinder it. Robin's asshole was so tight and sweet that he just had to fill it with come.
He arched his own back and then shot the bolt home for the last time. It slid right into her, now covered with blood and pussy juice and come. A few more strokes and the cannon would explode. Bill groaned with lust and then closed his eyes just before the onset of his climax.
Then he felt his prick exploding within the tight little bunghole. He left it buried there until his passion had subsided. Yes, she was the woman he needed, even if he did treat her so rottenly. There would be plenty of time to make it up to her after he separated from his wife. Then they would be able to spend almost every day together.
Bill pulled his cock out of his nest and watched Robin sink to the floor from exhaustion. He smiled down at her and then raised her to her feet. She had been a good sport about things and it wouldn't hurt to be kind to her for once. His wife had never turned him on like that during the entire course of their twenty-five years of married life.
"Mix another round of drinks," Bill commanded. "I've got a lot of things on my mind."
"Don't you think you ought to go home now?" Robin asked gently. "They're going to miss you."
"I hardly think so," Bill replied. "I'll stay for a little while longer, in any case."
Robin did not bother to argue with Bill, knowing that she would never be able to change his mind. Her asshole was burning terribly and she hoped that he would not fuck her again that day. She mixed an even stronger drink than usual and brought it over to him on the sofa.
The two lovers drank in silence and Robin could tell that Bill was becoming more morose by the minute. It was a shame that he and Cora got along so poorly but perhaps that was the way it always was with two strong conflicting personalities. She wished she could do something to help but could not imagine what it would consist of.
"Listen," Bill told her. "We both agree that I've got to go home today. I've got a better idea."
"What's that?" Robin asked nervously.
"You're not going to like this," Bill began, "but I want you to come home with me."
"That's crazy," Robin interjected. "I mean, you're in enough trouble already, aren't you?"
"Sure," he replied. "But this time I want to get everybody's cards on the table. That wife of mine is getting too big for her britches."
Robin tried to talk him out of it, but Bill was too determined to be sidetracked. He got dressed and ordered his frightened mistress to follow suit. Soon they were sitting in the car and heading for the Robinson residence. Bill was sure that he was doing the right thing.