Chapter 4
Tuesday night Liz and Barbara and Bobby had supper alone. Their mother had called to explain she would be home late from work. The children took the opportunity to open one of her finest bottles of red wine, a '69 Pommard with a rich spirit and a bouquet that fairly oozed sensuality. By the time dinner ended they were all deliciously happy and looking forward to a long evening of fun.
"I wonder what she's up to tonight," Liz said. She sipped her wine and sat with a tipsy smirk on her flushed face.
"I know what it is," Barbara said.
"Oh?"
"The same tonight as every night, probably," Bobby said with a matter-of-fact nod.
Liz lit a cigarette and looked at her younger brother.
"And what's that, handsome?"
Bobby blushed and looked down at his plate. He was silent for a moment and then smiled and went on. "She's doing it with Larry," he said and hiccoughed.
They all three laughed and drank some more wine.
"What our crude little brother is trying to say is that Mom is involved with Mr. Aldrich in an affair of the flesh," Barbara said.
"I knew she was dating him," Liz said, "but I didn't know they were making it together."
"Oh yes," Barbara continued. "Every night, or almost every night, at the Clear Brook Motel across town. They've been at it for about three months. In fact he's the only man she's been out with since Daddy left."
"Hey," Liz interrupted. "How do you know all this? You didn't hire a private detective did you?" "No, but something almost as good," Bobby added. "What do you mean?"
"Arthur was the night desk clerk there all year," Barbara said.
"Your old boyfriend?" "That's right."
"How come Mother never found out?"
"Because," Barbara said, "Whenever they went there Larry would go in to register. Mom always stayed in the car, and Larry didn't know Arthur from a hole in the ground."
"Most people don't," Bobby said, laughing.
"You shut up about Arthur," Barbara said angrily.
"All right, come on now. Let's not have a fight." Liz wanted the peace kept. She had an idea in the back of her mind that was pretty exciting, and she did not want a family squabble to screw things up.
"As far as Arthur is concerned," she said to Barbara, "do you think Carl Aldrich can compare with him?"
The younger girl considered this with the mock seriousness of intoxication.
"Well, I don't know. I've never slept with Carl."
"What about last night?" Liz asked.
"You mean while you two were getting it on?" she said, looking at the both of them. Liz nodded and Bobby smiled widely.
"We really didn't get a chance," she said. "By the time I was in the mood he was so stoned he couldn't do anything at all. It was kind of disappointing."
"You sure didn't seem in the mood when you came home," Bobby said. He giggled and hiccoughed again.
Barbara was suddenly angry. "Why you little bastard!"
"Now hold on," Liz interrupted. "Barbara, keep quiet a minute. Bobby, you obviously don't know what's going on." She patted Barbara's hand. "Your sister here happens to be one of the hottest young things this side of the Rockies. Why just today when we were in bed together I told her-" "What?" Bobby said. "You two were making it today while I was at school?"
Liz nodded proudly.
"That's what you get for being fifteen," Barbara snorted.
"Wow!" Bobby said. "I wish I could have seen that!"
"Stick around," Liz said. "Maybe later we'll let you watch." She caressed her sister's arm lightly.
"What's wrong with right now?" Bobby asked.
Liz looked at her sister with questioning eyes. The other girl pretended to ponder the possibility.
"Come on," Liz said, taking Barbara by the arm. "Just thinking about it is making me hot."
They took another bottle of wine from the cabinet and went upstairs. In the girls' room Bobby pushed the beds together while Liz drew the curtains against prying eyes. Barbara went over to the stereo and picked out a few good dancing albums. Soon, arousing rock 'n' roll rhythms were pulsating through the room and through their bodies. It matched the tempo of then-own throbbing beings.
"Let's dance!" Barbara said. She began to move to the music, slowly at first, then faster and faster as the wine and the sounds clouded out the rest of her feelings. In a few minutes her inhibitions were gone, and as her brother and sister looked on smiling and applauding, she began to shed her clothes. Since it was a warm summer night there was not much to come off. First her loose-fitting denim shirt was peeled to reveal her lush, white tits. Then her skin-tight jeans came down and off and were thrown into a corner of the room. Her panties came next. In a moment they were off and she tossed them to Bobby, who put them to his face to taste their sweet girlish scent. Liz came over and tossled his hair in approval. She put her arms around him and kissed his neck. He reached up and stroked her between her thighs as they watched the show.
Barbara was nude now and really getting it on. She began to groove on her own body. Her hands roamed freely over her curves! The milky globes of her breasts, the dark red curls of her crotch, her creamy thighs and ass-nothing escaped her lewd caresses. She brought her hands up and they strayed through the thick scarlet mane on top of her head. Her fingers got lost in the fiery waves. She finished the song by taking the wine from Bobby and downing half the bottle in a single try. When the music was over she joined the other two on the bed.
"That was beautiful, darling," Liz said, kissing her. "You've got a real natural talent for stripping." "Thanks, but now it's your turn."
Liz got up and Barbara took her place on the bed. The older girl checked the next song on the record and took a hit from the bottle.
Bobby reached over and touched Barbara's hair. He had never seen her like this. She was acting like a different person, unlike the sister he had always known, and he knew he liked this one much more.
"Barbara," he said quietly, "You're so beautiful. So really beautiful."
She took his hand in hers and passed it over her body; down her neck to her shoulders and over her breasts. He caressed them with both hands. They were larger than Liz's and rounder too, and he was hypnotized by their huge pink and brown nipples. A circle of wrinkled flesh topped each tit like a halo, and in the center of each round spot was perched the soft knob of a nipple. He leaned over and touched them with his tongue. Barbara licked behind his ear as he kissed her.
"Come on, you two," Liz said as the music started again. "Are you going to watch or feel each other up?"
"Both!" Barbara laughed, looking up.
"That's better," Liz said. She started to dance. It was a slower song, more suited to her style, but the undeniable rhythm was there also. Soon she was as naked as her sister, with one important difference. Barbara, with her fresh country looks, always went barefoot whenever she could and looked better that way, but Liz was older and more womanly. She wore make-up while the other didn't, and she always dressed to flatter her figure. Therefore, when she stripped to the music, she left on her high platform shoes. She knew they accentuated her tall, slender frame and made her legs look even sleeker than they were. Barbara and Bobby agreed. A chorus of laughter and applause greeted the end of her act, and when she finished by walking around the room in a bare-ass parade, her hands over her head and her hips rotating sensuously, Bobby and Barbara forgot their own game for the moment and stared in rapt appreciation.
As she passed them they pulled her down on the bed. Their bodies became one laughing, confused mass. Lips met skin as the two younger children covered Liz's body with wet kisses. Liz loved it; she had two hungry mouths paying homage to her beauty and sexuality. She closed her eyes and surrendered herself to the pleasure of it. She traded tongues with her brother as his hands captured and caressed her aroused nipples. At the same time Barbara sent her moist lips across her sister's belly and down towards the furry center of her desire.
Wine and music took complete possession of them now as the horny teenagers bounced around the bed in their lust.
Barbara spread her sister's legs wide and buried her head between them. She wanted to taste again the bittersweet liquid that was already flowing from the luscious slit. All went dark for the younger girl as Liz closed her thighs over her head. She could hear only the pounding of her own pulse in her ears as it rose in echo to her increasing excitement. There was nothing in her world but that sound and the taste of Liz's cunt-fluid which flowed into her open mouth as she tongue-kissed the sticky quim.
Liz felt Barbara's tongue slip inside her. She was on fire again. She pulled away from Bobby's searching mouth suddenly and looked into his eyes.
"Want to see something wild?" she said.
The boy was ready for anything. He nodded.
"Watch this," she said and winked. She pushed him away and sat up on the bed. Barbara was down there sucking contentedly at her cunt. Liz unlocked her legs so she could move, then she maneuvered around so that she and her sister were on their sides, each facing the other's crotch.
Both girls were naked and horny and loved to suck wet cunts. Their lips and tongues kissed and mouthed the open vulvas opposite them.
Bobby sat back to enjoy the spectacle.
Barbara was very aroused as she tasted the soggy hole and felt her sister's tongue snaking into her own. The juices ran from her and into Liz's mouth and the older girl tried to suck up every drop.
Liz locked her legs over Barbara's head once more and the younger girl moaned in approval. Her arms were clasped tightly around her sister's hips in a passionate embrace. The older girl's hands roamed freely over Barbara's body. They played for a while with the ripe globes of her bosom, but these were flattened against her own body and she could not fully enjoy their size and shape. She reached into Barbara's cunt and gently separated the soft lips with her fingers. Buried deep between them was the clitoris, the tiny key to her sister's orgasm, and she searched for it, found it, and sucked it into her own lips.
Barbara groaned as Liz rolled the ball of flesh between her lips. A shudder of pleasure passed through her. She pulled her head out from between Liz's legs and gulped for breath.
"Oh, that's great! Oh, it's so good, Liz!" she panted.
Liz did not respond. She continued teasing the taut clit, nibbling the tidbit, licking up the sex-juice that was flowing. She flicked the rigid flesh lightly. With each touch a wave of excitement rushed through her younger sister; Liz could feel the trembling effect she was causing. She enjoyed that as much as her own pleasure. She liked turning chicks on, and Barbara was one dynamite chick. Liz could tell that her cute cunt was small and tight, that it would feel really good to a cock, and for a moment she found herself wishing she could have one so she could find out!
Bobby wished he could find out also, but the girls were enjoying themselves so much he did not dare interrupt them. But he was going wild watching his sisters suck each other off, and he didn't know how long he could stay out of it.
The younger girl had stopped eating Liz, and was lying on her back now with her legs up and her hands on Liz's face, holding her down into her pussy. Liz didn't mind. She could taste Barbara's sweet, running snatch-fluids. She wound her tongue way deep inside and drew it out slowly, giving the tough clit a final flick as she licked past it as she withdrew from her cunt.
"Don't stop!" Barbara said desperately.
Liz did as she said. She pinched the clit between her lips and vibrated her tongue against it quickly. She wound her arms around and between Barbara's legs and began to tickle her bottom with one hand.
Bobby sat forward in anticipation. He could see every move they made. He could see Liz's finger running up and down the crack in Barbara's ass. He watched her face pressed hard into her pubic hair. Both pairs of breasts heaved and sighed faster and faster. Liz was as aroused as Barbara and no one was even touching her. Bobby could see the juice running down between her legs.
He wanted to taste it. He could not wait any longer.
He moved down to the foot of the bed and grabbed Liz's legs. He forced them apart and shoved his head between them where they came together. The second his mouth touched her cunt she exploded.
Barbara cried out, and with each scream, heaved her cunt up harder than ever against Liz's mouth. The older girl whinnied with delight as her brother's tongue licked up the liquid that poured out of her like urine.
When the final shudders had passed away, Liz spun around and kissed Bobby full on the mouth.
"That was fan-tastic! You're a fantastic little cunt-sucker," she said joyfully. "Isn't he fantastic Barbara?"
The redhead lay curled up on the bed, pretending to be asleep.
"Why, you little bitch," Liz said. She attacked her, tickling her everywhere, especially between the legs.
"No! No! Stop, I'm awake!" Barbara screamed, jumping up from the bed.
"Well then stop playing Little-Miss-Satisfied. We're not satisfied, are we Bobby?"
"Hell no," Bobby said drunkenly.
"There's no reason to be so serious about it. We'll take care of you," she said. Barbara went over to the wine and brought it back to the bed.
"Oh, Bobby's never satisfied," Liz said. "I can vouch for that." She leaned over and kissed him again as Barbara drank from the bottle. Some of it dripped down her chin; she left it.
"Want some wine, Bobby?" she asked. Her brother nodded as Liz kissed him. Barbara took another swig but did not swallow it. She came over and pulled Liz away, then she kissed him with her mouth full of wine. When he opened his lips she opened hers and let the liquid flow out of her mouth into his. He swallowed it.
"Oh, wow!" he said. "What a wild feeling!"
"Let me try," said Liz. She took a mouthful and kissed him. He swallowed it again as it flowed out of her mouth. "Now do it to me," Liz said. He did. Then Barbara did. They both did it to Barbara. Soon the wine was gone.
"Oh, well," Liz said disappointedly, "But what a way to drink!"
Together with Barbara she forced her brother down on the bed and stripped off his clothes. Working together, they had him naked in a minute.
It was his turn. This time they both kissed his mouth. They took turns with his tongue. Both girls had an arm around his neck; one sat on either side of him. He kissed one and then the other. Meanwhile, their hands explored his young male body. They rubbed up against him and laid him back on the bed. There were two hands caressing his prick and balls. They each locked one of his legs between theirs. They fondled him.
"You two better stop or I'll come in your hands," he said.
Liz propped herself up on one elbow and looked across at her sister. "We can't have that, can we?" she said.
"Certainly not," Barbara agreed. "Well then, what should we do?" They considered the question for a few moments. "I have an idea," Liz said. "Something neither of you have done."
"Great," Barbara said.
"But please hurry," Bobby said.
The girls laughed at his predicament. "Don't worry, baby brother, it'll be worth the wait," said Liz.
She arranged the positions. She lay Bobby down on his side and Barbara the opposite way in the sixty-nine position.
"Okay, you two go ahead," she said.
"But what are you going to do?" Barbara asked.
"You'll see," Liz answered.
Bobby said nothing. He had already begun his part by gliding his tongue up into Barbara's still-damp vulva. He had never sucked her and it thrilled him to touch her soft flesh with his mouth for the first time. Her pubic hair had dried slightly, but it took him only a few minutes to turn it into a swamp of want.
This was Barbara's initiation to cocksucking and she began with relish. She slid her hot tongue along the underside of his prick to the base of the organ, then followed the same track back. She nibbled at the tip and teased her tongue delicately into the tiny piss-hole there. She fitted her mouth around the entire head and sucked hard and long before she began to bob. When she did she began slowly and quickened her movements as his orgasm gathered momentum.
Suddenly she saw Liz facing her. She was lying behind Bobby and kissing his asscheeks. Barbara saw her mouth disappear between the half-moons of his rear, and as Barbara reached to caress her brother's swollen balls, she noticed her sister spreading his bottom wide, exposing to their gaze the dark little hole of his anus.
Barbara thought it was so pretty with its lightly tufted hair and its soft wrinkles that she felt no surprise at all when she saw Liz's tongue slip into it. She felt Bobby's cock grow harder and longer than ever and then felt him shoot his hot load again and again into her eager throat.