Chapter 6

Holly was roused to consiousness by the weight of bodies falling against her. She opened her drowsy eyes, but she could see nothing. She blinked a few times; it appeared she was looking at a great wall, a great pinkish-brown wall. There was nothing else there.

Then the wall moved and Holly woke up. She realized she had been staring at Bobby's naked back. It moved again. She and Bobby and Liz were lying together on the bed, their nude bodies in one giant heap. The young blonde raised herself up to see what was happening. Bobby and Liz were on their sides facing away from her, and Bobby was putting in to her from behind. Holy shit, thought Holly, what a wild idea! Her boyfriend's strong body was lurching heavily into Liz's round ass and she was squirming around, obviously enjoying the treatment. It seemed she was trying to get every inch of his prick into her as far as it would go.

They changed their positions. Bobby put his arms around his sister's hips and raised her to her knees. He crouched behind her, the length of his shaft still running in and out from between the rosy cheeks of her bottom.

Their faces were red and sweaty with strenuous pleasure as they screwed. They were so involved in the ecstasy of their coupling that they did not notice Holly was awake. She decided to join the fun.

She situated herself under Liz and brought her mouth up against her open vulva. When the older girl felt the touch of Holly's oral spear she gasped aloud. Her cunt already had Bobby's prong stabbing it from behind, and this added stimulation made her almost evaporate into bliss.

"Oh you sweet little cuntsucker," she sighed.

Holly giggled to herself and set to sucking. She teased her tongue at the very top of the sex-pit, flicking the clit till it mushroomed into its fully aroused size and shape.

"So Holly thinks she can excite you more than I can," Bobby said. "We'll just see about that."

He sent his weapon deep into his sister's love-cove, at the same time that he pulled her hips back with his hands. She cried out as his cock sank deep within her.

Holly was not to be outdone, and they began to compete for Liz's orgasm. Between them-the tongue of the girl and the prick of the boy-Liz swam in a surging surf of sex. Wave after wave of stimulation washed over her as one and then the other of her fifteen-year-old lovers dove into her steaming snatch. She was so aroused she did not even attempt to suck Holly's pussy, even though it danced luridly in front of her eyes as the girl lay beneath her. She could not have done it justice. Instead, she stared straight ahead at the bedroom door, not really noticing it, and surrendered herself to the all-consuming pleasure she was experiencing.

Holly stopped licking her clit and sent her tongue into her to its full length. Bobby's tool was already there, and it so filled her sheath the little blonde had to use all her strength to force it in. She reached up and hugged Liz's body to her and forced it in as far as it would go. Liz could feel her tongue inside her, side by side with her brother's big dork.

"Oh ... oh ... oh ... no ... oh no Holly . . . just the clit... just do the clit."

Holly gave it up. The clit was easy to lick. Since Bobby was fucking her dog-style, his prick barely touched the pleasure-nub. Holly had it all to herself. She decided to give all those little nerve endings a real treat. An image came to mind: a comedian on television imitating a snake, sticking out and pulling in his tongue very quickly. She touched the tough and tender spot with the tip of her tongue, very lightly, then pulled her tongue in. She did it again. There was no additional response from Liz, who was moaning and sighing with each thrust of her brother's tool. Holly tried again, this time touching lighter but very quickly and repeatedly. Liz groaned loudly and dipped her hips down into Holly's face. The blonde attacked with gusto. She continued the tongue-tickling and reached up to grab the gorgeous globes of Liz's hanging tits. She pinched the nipples with her fingers.

"Ah ... Ahh ... Ahhh . .. AAAAHHHH!" Liz clenched handfuls of bedsheet and twisted her hips and ass around in a wide circle as her arousal broke like a great wave, and her come gushed out of her loins and all over Holly's face and Bobby's prick.

That done, the two girls sat on the bed with Bobby between them. All three continued to kiss and touch as they talked.

Liz leaned over and placed one hand on her brother's crotch while with the other she wiped her come off Holly's lips and chin.

"You are an amazing piece of ass, Holly," Liz said affectionately. "This morning you were a virgin and this afternoon you're an incestuous bisexual."

"Not me," the little blonde said brightly. "You two are the incestuous ones. I live down the street, remember?"

Bobby did not speak; he was too busy touching the four lovely white breasts he had around him. He was not sure which pair he preferred: Liz's were larger and rounder with bigger nipples and deep brown haloes. While they were dark and exotic, Holly's had a springlike freshness to them, and their tips were upturned as if two tiny birds were forever perched on her breasts. Then too, he thought about Barbara's and their peaches-and-cream texture. He smiled to himself. Why prefer any? Couldn't he just love them all?

"Don't tell me you've never thought about it," Liz said, speaking to Holly.

"Oh sure," the girl said enthusiastically. "My brother Carl is gorgeous. He's got a great body, but, you know-" "Now wait a minute. Remember, you're my girl," Bobby said seriously.

"Shut up, you," Liz said, slapping his prick lightly. "And behave yourself, or we'll cut off your sex life altogether."

The girls laughed, but Bobby was quiet. He got up and excused himself. "I've got to go to the bathroom," he said moodily.

When he was gone the girls looked at each other.

"He'll get over it," Liz said. "Meanwhile, let's you and me figure out how we can get Carl over here and fuck you."

Holly's eyes lit up with excitement and she moved over next to Liz on the bed. Maybe we could trick him the way you did me," she said.

"It's possible," Liz said. "But I think I know a way to do it that's foolproof."

When Barbara came home that evening she was surprised to find that Holly was staying over for dinner. Throughout the meal she noticed that the petite girl with the long blonde hair paid more attention to Liz than to Bobby, who stared at his plate through the whole meal and said little if anything. After their mother left for the evening she confronted the two of them.

"AH right, what's going on?" she asked.

"You're going to call Carl and tell him to come over and fuck you," Liz said. She had situated herself on the living room couch next to Holly and was busy caressing the girl's straight yellow hair.

"I am?"

"Yes, and when he comes over and goes up to your room it'll be Holly in the bed and it'll be her he fucks."

"Wait a minute," Barbara interrupted. "What makes you think he'll just walk in and ball her?"

Liz looked at Holly and grinned. "Because the lights will be out."

Barbara was skeptical. "Oh, come on. It'll never work."

"It will if we get him stoned first," Liz said.

Holly clapped her hands and bounced on the couch. "Oh, this is going to be fun," she giggled. "I can't wait to ball him." She noticed the look on Barbara's face. "Don't be surprised by anything, Barbara," she said. She counted the acts off on her fingers. "Today Liz balled me and then Bobby balled me and then I gave Liz head while Bobby balled her."

Barbara was silent for a moment while she registered all this unexpected information in her head. She looked at her sister.

"This, I suppose, is your work."

"Guilty," Liz said proudly.

Barbara shook her head in resignation. "Okay, I'll play along, but on one condition." She paused. "Well?" Liz said. "I get to ball him, too."

Her older sister gave her a straight look. "Honey," she said, "we all get to ball him."