Chapter 6
Damn, Gary thought, reaching down and squeezing his hard cock through his pants. I'm really horny. Since that night at the motel, Anne's attitude had changed. She had become cooler, more aloof. At first he thought that she was feeling guilty about their incestuous encounter. But when he suggested the possibility, she just laughed. Then he began to imagine that she had someone else, and he grew jealous. He shook his head-jealous of his own sister! Now what would his folks think if they knew that? But then he wondered if they would care at all. Mom and Dad hadn't been very friendly to one another lately, and there were times when one or the other would stay out all night, not even bothering to make an excuse the next day.
But Gary returned to his own problem. "Sorry, little boy," Anne had teased him, "I just don't feel like it anymore." And then she had stomped off to her own bedroom. But her standoffish attitude hadn't prevented her from turning him on. She let him see her body every chance she could, walking around the hallways upstairs with only a loosely draped towel or robe around her. And she liked to touch him, stroking his organ until it was hard, sometimes through his trousers, but once in a while stalking into his room while he slept and reaching under the covers and pulling at his cock until it was full and hard. Sometimes she would continue to jerk him off until he came; other times she would get up and leave him, high and dry, wriggling her ass as she disappeared from his view. Those times, Gary would finish the job himself, dreaming of her soft, lovely pussy and the way it felt around his prick.
But in all the time since their first fuck, Anne had let him touch her only twice. Once he went into the bathroom and Anne was standing there, naked and ready to take a shower. He walked over to her and pulled her close. Her lips responded and so did her body. Afraid that she might change her mind before he could get her back to the bathroom, he propped her ass on the edge of the marble sink and stood between her spread legs, which she wrapped around his hips. Guiding the head of his now stiff cock into those nether lips, he pressed forward while she balanced precariously on the edge of the big double basin. Even if she slipped off, she wouldn't have fallen.
Her lovely young body was impaled on his deeply imbedded prick.
As he lunged deeper and deeper into her, Gary couldn't help but press her rear further and further back onto the slippery marble basin top. This meant his hot balls were brought into contact with the cold edge of the polished stone. It felt good, and he began to pump faster, driving her on. The girl held onto her brother with her legs and her arms, pressing his face into her own naked breasts. She didn't say a word but let his cock do its work, rubbing her clitoris as it moved inside her love channel. The boy felt her come just before he shot his load straight into her burning cunt. When his orgasm was over, he backed away, and Anne hopped off the basin, jumped into the shower, and when she emerged, she was coolly aloof again.
Gary just couldn't make out what was bothering his sister. Especially after what happened only a few days later.
Gary was out by the pool, wearing only his swimming trunks, when Anne happened to come into the yard. She looked over his lean, hard body, and suddenly must have had the urge to fuck him. Grabbing him by the hand, she pulled him over to another part of the yard that was hidden by bushes and trees from the house. Then she came at him like a bitch she-wolf. She literally threw him to the ground and ripped off his trunks. Gary was so surprised by the suddenness of it all that his cock hung limp against his leg. But that didn't bother his little sister one bit. Swooping down upon him like a pelican after a fat mackerel, she gobbled up his cock, ball-deep, into her wanton mouth and sucked, licked, and chewed on that entrapped staff until it stood up, flagpole-hard. When she raised her head from his throbbing rod, she didn't even let her brother get up. Whipping off her bikini bottom with lightening speed, she lowered her seething snatch and sucked his organ into her pulsating cunt as swiftly as she had into her mouth. Using her knees as fulcrums, she raised and lowered her pussy as she slid up and down his pole. She rode him for several minutes, not heeding his own needs or the soft mewing that escaped from his mouth. Instead she used him to reach her own orgasm, which came upon her quickly. Finally she let a gasp out of her mouth and dropped all of her weight upon him as she took his cock into her to the maximum depth. Gary spit forth his own come at that moment and lay there for several seconds, his eyes closed. When he opened them, he looked up to find her gone.
Later that day he confronted her. He wanted to fuck her again, to feel the little eraspines that her cunt made as he rode her and shot off inside her pussy. But she would have nothing to do with him, then or over the course of the next several days. "Maybe some other time, Gary, baby. What I need now is a real, grown man."
The boy didn't quite know what to make of it, and he pondered her statement trying to fathom its meaning. But all that didn't help his prick. His poor swollen member felt like it was about to burst out of its skin. He needed a pussy, and he needed one now!
He thought of Mandy and some of the other girls that he had fucked, but it was late now, and it would be difficult, if not impossible, to get a hold of one right away. If only there were someone in the house, someone like Anne, someone who had a luscious young body like his sister's ... and that's when he thought of Paulette. The pretty maid had gone to bed about an hour ago, and Stealthily, Gary followed the path to her room. The hallway was empty, and when he reached the door, he saw that the girl's light was out. He slipped carefully inside, not wanting to do anything that would alarm her, make her cry out, ruin his plan.
In a few moments his eyes became accustomed to the darkened room. He could see the reclining figure, lying peacefully across the bed. A single sheet covered the girl's body, and underneath the curves and angles in all the right spaces made the cloth rise and indent irregularly. Gary tugged at his clothes and in a few silent moments stood naked next to the sleeping woman.
He slipped into bed beside her. He reached out and pulled Paulette's body to his own. She was naked, too, and her skin felt warm and cozy as it pressed against the young boy's. In her sleep, Paulette put her long arms around him and gave him a deep, warm, moist kiss, sending her tongue all over the inner recesses of his mouth. Her needs must have been as great as his own, because as their lips met and their tongues flooded into each other's mouths, the girl began to undulate her body against Gary's, grinding her pubic area into his burning groin. "Ooooh," she said, still half asleep, "Mr. Martin. You come to little Paulette. It's been so long."
The boy couldn't believe his ears. The girl was actually calling out to his father. Could it be ... yes, it must. He made his voice as low as it could and whispered words of love to her. She merely answered by pressing closer to him and kissing him more deeply. Soon her soft hand crept down and grasped his stiff cock. The very touch of her hand was almost enough to make the boy shoot his entire load right then. He took his upper arm from around her and slid in under the sheet to cup her sweet mound. The girl's hairs were stiffer than his sister's and fuller, and the feel of the long fur made the boy's cock swell even further.
He propped himself up on one elbow and looked at his bed-mate in the dim light. Her eyes were still closed, but the slow, regular breathing of sleep had been replaced by short, gasping breaths. Then Paulette opened her eyes. She looked right at Gary, and said, "Why, you're not Mr. Martin. What are you doing in my bed?"
"Shhh," he cautioned. "You know what I want," and he squeezed her pussy with his open palm. "Be quiet and I'll give you a good time-a better time than my father, just you wait and see. I've got a young, stiff cock that will feel mighty good inside there." And he stuck a finger into her cunt to emphasize his meaning.
As if in response, Paulette began to stroke and squeeze the boy's hardness, feeling for him even before he finished talking. Gary leaned over and kissed her, then backed off and threw the sheets off the bed. Paulette pushed him over and plunged down on his stiff cock and sucked it into her hot, wet mouth. Anne had never done this for him, and the boy was almost driven out of his mind. Paulette took to her work with relish, sucking at him as if trying to pull his entire body through his penis. She gobbled and licked and pulled at his cock with her mouth, and his balls were so full and aching that the action was too much for him. He blasted out a load of sex juice into the strange but demanding mouth. She accepted it for the offering that it was, holding the organ long after it had stopped spurting the white, sticky fluid from its tip. Gary was embarrassed about popping so soon, especially after his earlier boast, and he said something to this effect. If the girl heard him, she didn't seem to care, and soon after he came in her mouth, she lifted herself up onto her knees over his face and lowered that patch of downy fuzz to his mouth. The boy was eager to please her.
He spread her lips with his tongue, then darted the organ deep into her vulva. The walls of it had a rough, rather slick feel, and he stiffened his tongue to penetrate every inch of it. While the lad tongued and kissed and licked her pussy, she moved up and down. He licked her lips, then slid his tongue deep into her hole, before pulling out to kiss her milky white thighs. Finally he sucked her swollen clitoris into his hungry lips. He flicked the engorged organ with the tip of his tongue, and then, as she lowered herself more demandingly upon his mouth, he kissed and licked it. Then he sucked it into his mouth again and went up and down the length of it, just as she had done when sucking his sensitive cock.
The effect was very much the same. Within a moment or two a giant shudder went through her body as she pressed her cunt ever so tightly to his mouth. The lad thought that he would smother, but then he felt a twitching of her vaginal muscles as a mammoth orgasm swept over her. She bounced her hips up and down on his mouth as he continued to pressure the clit, making her come even longer. Then her flooding of emotions was over, and she slipped from his face and lay full-length next to him. She squeezed her body next to his so that no inch of skin was left untouched.
As they pressed against each other, Gary asked the questions that had peaked his curiosity since he had entered the room. Slowly Paulette told him the story of what had happened between his father and her. "But let's not dwell on that," she said, 'let's think about us." And she slipped her hand down his body and encircled his cock.
In a few moments she had stroked the organ to I'll a reawakening. Before the boy realized what she was doing, he had a beautiful hard-on. He reached over and grabbed the girl's tits. They were about the same size as his sister's, but the shape was different. They were rounder, and hung against her chest more. Something about them made the lad want to suck them. He pulled her close and buried his face in their softness. The nipples were larger than Anne's and deeper in color. He sucked them to hardness, and he held them between his teeth, tugging on them, then letting them snap back against the tit. By opening his mouth wide, he could take almost all of the lovely fatty tissue into his mouth.
by now his erection was complete, and so he slid over and poised himself between her parted thighs. He looked down at her pussy, and his cock twitched with anticipation. Paulette was ready, too, and she reached for his staff and directed the head of it into her hairy mound surrounding the slit that it sought. Soon he felt the soft dampness of her envelop his glans. Then, with just a gentle shove of his hips, he slipped all the way down into her.
The warmth that encircled his prick was a real turn-on, and Gary lay there for a few moments enjoying the sensation. Then he began to move his hips, pulling his cock out of the soppy depths before plunging it back in. Her pussy was tight and grasping, pulling on the skin of his organ, as if trying to swallow it up. The girl grunted and pressed back against the boy as he pumped his staff into her. She wriggled, trying to make it go in even deeper, grasping him around the waist with her legs and pulling on him in rhythm with his strokes. He could feel her soft, cool skin every time their groins met, and her long cunt hairs tickled his balls like a feather duster with each stroke he took into her. He pumped it into her now, slow and easy, concentrating on every quarter-inch of travel in and out of her wonderful pussy. He loved the way she was hugging him to her, rubbing her skin over his, all cool and delicate in contrast to the hot, clutching tightness of her insides. She was pushing back on him now, with every stroke, squirming and wriggling on his rod and loving every minute of it-as he was himself. They would do it slow and gentle for a minute or two, then shift gears and slam against each other as fast as they could. Gary socked his meat to her hard and rough, until he tired of that pace and went back to the longer, slower strokes.
They kept it up for what seemed like an eternity. The boy's head was reeling with this newfound pleasure, and with the realization that he was fucking his father's mistress and doing a great job. Paulette reached down and cupped his balls in one hand, and that was it for the lad. His cock became more rigid and the blood pounded through the veins. Just as he was about to shoot, Paulette came with a violence that shook the old f bed. He was afraid that she was going to wake up the rest of the house with her moaning and groaning. When she did come, the muscular constrictions in her pussy grabbed and squeezed his cock, and with one final lunge, he buried his prick ball deep into her, spurting his hot load of come into her pussy. It was almost too much for Gary. He nearly blacked out; the room shook, and he grabbed her hips and pulled her tightly to him as he quivered and rocked and exploded inside her tight passage. He kept making funny little animal sounds that she echoed as burst after burst of hot come shot into her.
When the earthquake in his head subsided, he rolled off her, and, seeing that she was in a state of sleep-exhaustion, slipped back to his own room. He tried to sleep himself, but he was just too excited. He could hardly wait until the next day so that he could tell his sister the news....