Chapter 9
When they got home Donna was upset. For her father was waiting for them.
"Where in hell have you two been?" he asked them.
"We went out for a ride with big Billy," he said pointing to the dog.
"Looks like you have been having a good time," their father observed.
He noticed she was carrying a small case with her.
"What have you got in there?" her mother asked her.
"Nothing," Donna said.
"If it's nothing, let me see," her mother insisted.
When she didn't both her mother and her father registered surprise. Her father got her brother aside later that night.
"Son, I've been wanting to talk to you," he told him. "Something isn't right. It's not normal that you are with your sister all the time. People talk about such things."
"I'm sure they're happy that we have a nice closely knit family," Bob said, not wanting to let on for one moment what he knew to be the truth about his relationship with his sister Donna.
"On the contrary," his father said, "they are puzzled why you're always together. And they understand something is going on. Something that could very well be dark and bad."
This really got to Bob. He knew he had better put up a pretty good fight as his father was dead serious in what he was saying to him.
"Damn people," he exclaimed. "People are awful to think all those dirty thoughts. My relationship with my sister is a beautiful one. And if you don't think it is, you're sick."
"Don't you dare talk that way to me," he told his young son. "I don't tolerate it. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, I understand," he replied, "I understand all too well. You are trying to chain me. I don't like it, dad. Do you understand?"
His father knew that something was wrong. But he figured there was no point in fighting with him about it any more. He walked away. Young Bob went up to bed.
Late that night he went into his sister's room quietly.
"Donna," he told her cautiously, "we can't see each other any more in the house. Dad is suspicious about us."
"Why?" Donna asked innocently.
"How the hell would I know?" he shrugged. "He just said people think it's funny we're always together."
"That's awful of people to think those evil thoughts," she smiled. "We know it's not true, don't we, Bob?"
As he looked at the dog, Bob laughed.
"Of course," he nodded. "Just a really nice brother-sister relationship. And your lovely dog Billy is a friendly companion. Certainly not a lover."
The next morning Donna made her decision. When she saw Bob in school she told him, "I guess you are right. If dad and mom ever got wise to the fact that you and I are having sex and that I'm making it with big Billy, too, they would disown me."
"Do you blame them, Donna?" he laughed without humor.
"No, I couldn't blame them," she said. "I guess I'm a pretty sorry mess."
As she walked away from her brother he realized it was the end of their relationship. However, when he saw her pick up with one of the young campus studs he realized Donna wasn't about to give up turning on men.
"Hi, Wayne," she smiled.
Wayne looked at her hungrily.
"You've never noticed me before," he told her, "what happened today?"
"I don't know," she smiled. "You just look so handsome standing out here in the sun."
"Hey, baby," he told her, "maybe we could go to that triple horror bill at the drive-in movie this weekend. Wouldn't you like that?"
"What's playing?" she asked him.
"Well, it's Dracula's Daughter," he smiled, "Frankenstein's Bride and The Creature From the Purple Lagoon."
"They all sound like winners," she assured him with a smile.
"It'll be a great show," he assured her. "I just hope you can go."
The following weekend found her with Wayne at the drive-in movie. He had his hands all over her before the Frankenstein picture went on.
"Look, Wayne," she told him, "I'm a girl with character. And I don't appreciate your hands all over me."
"They are clumsy," he smiled.
"They're also all over my body," she said in a tight tone.
"At least I haven't put my hand in your pussy," he smiled sheepishly.
"That would come next if I were to allow it," she told him, "but I'm not that kind of girl, Wayne. I'm afraid that we shouldn't have much more to do with each other."
"I'm so disappointed," he told her bluntly. "I've planned on a nice night. I could have gone with my regular girl friend Judy. But when you asked me out, and you did, I thought you meant we could have a little fun."
"That depends on what you call fun," she snapped.
At that point Wayne figured it was time to entice her with his penis. Unzipping his fly he fished around to pull out his big cock.
"I thought maybe you would like to lick on my joy stick," he smiled.
"You do have an awfully big penis," she told him. "Is it normal for a guy's cock to be that long?"
"It is for mine," he smiled proudly. "I've measured it. It's eight and a half inches of good hard cock meat."
"That should set a high school record," she told him.
"I don't know about that," he told her, "but I do know it's a good one. Judy loves to suck on it. She says I taste real sweet when I juice."
"Maybe there won't be any in there for me after Judy finishes sucking on it," she told him frankly.
"There will be leftovers," he smiled. "Go ahead, just lick it, baby."
"You're making it mighty tempting," she told him, "but on one condition."
"Sure, anything," he told her. "What's the condition, baby?"
"That you eat my pussy," she informed him flatly.
"I'm not a pussy eater," Wayne said proudly.
"I'm not a cock sucker then," she told him, "and that is that."
He sat there with his big cock hanging out and she looked at the movie.
"It's an interesting movie," she told him. "Frankenstein is just getting close to this girl. Little does she know that instead of being in a bridal bed she's gonna wind up in the morgue."
"Forget the damn movie," he told her, "and take care of my cock. At least you can jack it off for me, sweetheart."
"Why should I?" she asked evenly.
"You're not being at all cooperative," he complained.
"I'm doing the best I can," she told him.
"And that's not good enough," he said angrily.
She was getting the point across to him.
"All right," he told her, "I don't know anything about pussy eating. I wouldn't know how to stick my tongue in you if my life depended on it."
"You're a lucky fellow, Wayne," she smiled proudly, "for I can teach you. A lot of fellows have licked my pussy. You'd better believe it. So if you'll listen to me I'll be happy to guide you in doing the right things."
The first thing she did was get in the back seat.
"We're too crowded in the front seat," she told him. "I want you to slip over into the back seat, baby. There's more room there."
Once in the back seat she pulled down her panties. At that point she was thrilled. For Wayne was crouching over her crotch and looking at it. He pulled out a pencil flashlight and flashed it on her pussy.
"Quit examining me like a doctor," she complained. "You don't do that to a pussy. You lick it in the dark."
"Oh, it's beautiful," he smiled as he went on looking at it under the illumination of the pencil flashlight.
She figured he enjoyed it so much she might as well give him the excitement.
All of the sudden he bent over.
"What do I do next?" the young boy asked with an eager smile.
"You slip your hands under my ass cheeks," she explained, "and then you let your tongue slide along my slit. That's it. Yes. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Oh, yes, keep it up."
Wayne's tongue plunged into her vagina. He whipped it this way and that.
"Ohhh," he gasped, delightedly. "Yes. That's the way I like it. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. So very beautiful."
"Quit talking and start eating," she snapped disgustedly. "You should never take your tongue out of a lady's pussy in the middle of the act."
She was tired of the stop-and-go attitude toward eating her pussy. She felt he was fearful. And that disgusted her even more.
"Slide your tongue all the way in there," she insisted. "That's how you do it. Yes. Now you're doing it. Beautiful."
Wayne almost got his nose into her steaming vagina.
"Eat me. baby," she begged. "Oh, yes, baby, eat my sweet box."
She was stimulated by this excitement.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," he told her, "You're so beautiful. You taste so good."
"If you wrap your tongue around my love button," she explained, "and lick up and down real quick, I'd juice in your face. You'd really get a taste of my sweet pussy juice, Wayne."
Wayne was insane to please her. He let his tongue flick back and forth across her clit. All of the sudden she began to juice. He was really excited now and so was she.
"Eat me," she begged. "Oh, Wayne. Yes, eat my box, baby. Now you're doing it. That's the way, sweetheart. Ohh, ahhh, yes, yes. Beautiful, Wayne baby, beautiful."
Passionately his tongue propelled around inside of her.
"Yes, yes," she begged.
She pushed her pussy farther in his face. His hands squeezed her ass cheeks as she juiced.
"Keep pressing your lips around my pussy," she panted, "that's the way, Wayne. Yes. Now you're loving me. Oh, baby, you're doing it beautifully. Oh, Wayne, keep it up."
He let his tongue continue sliding into her. And he didn't stop licking and lapping until he had devoured her. Proudly he pulled his tongue out of her.
"How did I rate?" he smiled eagerly.
"You're a first-class pussy eater now," she grinned, "you really are, Wayne. I'll give you a good time you won't forget. Pull off your pants and pull down your shorts. I'll show you what I can do."
She finally decided that if he would pull off his shoes and socks she could really entertain him in a grand style.
"What do you want to do that I have to take off so many, clothes?" he asked, not understanding.
"I can't really demonstrate my talents unless you do," she explained.
"What if somebody comes around and catches us?" he worried. "I can't pull my pants and shorts up quick. They'll get me bare assed."
"Don't worry. If you don't use that pencil flashlight," she assured him, "no one will know we're back here."
Once Wayne was convinced that no one would come around he slipped off his shoes and slid outof his socks. He pulled off his pants and then pulled off his shorts. Now he was completely naked.
"I'm gonna lick your ass," she told him, "and give you a real treat. Did you ever hear of a rim-and-jerk job?"
"Not exactly," he admitted as he scratched his face nervously.
"I'll rim your ass-hole with my tongue," she smiled, "and I'll pull on your cock with my hand. You'll love it."
As her tongue slid around both his ass cheeks he realized it was quite exciting.
Finally her tongue plunged right up his rectum.
"Oh, suck my ass, baby," he begged her. "Yes. That feels so good. Come on. Suck my ass-hole."
Rhythmically jacking him off, she kept her tongue slipping up his ass.
"I've never had my ass-hole sucked before," Wayne told her. "Oh, baby, it's wild. I've heard about it. Oh, you're good at it. Keep going. Suck. Suck, baby, suck."
She was putting all the passion and feeling she could into her tongue stabbing up him.
"Wow!" Wayne panted as he observed how hard he was getting.
"I'll bet it's nine inches now," he smiled proudly as his penis lengthened.
"You'd better pull your tongue out of my ass and start licking my dick real quick," he urged her excitedly.
Slipping her tongue swiftly from his behind Donna suddenly licked his balls lustfully. Then she let her mouth slide over his cock head.
"Suck it," he told her, "go ahead, baby, suck it."
Her mouth moved up and down the length of his shaft. It wouldn't be much longer before she got him juicing.
"Eat my prick," he panted. "Yes. That's what you do. Suck my cock. Suck it. Suck it, baby. Ohh, ahhh, yes, yes, that's how you do it."
Suddenly Wayne juiced. Reaching down he gripped her head and held her in position.
"Eat it, baby," he panted. "Oh, yes. Drain my cock. Suck every drop of it. Oh, baby, suck my juicy prick."
Passionately she ate his juice. She could tell that he hadn't been sucked and fucked like this.
"Eat me," he cried, "Swallow my seed. Oh, baby, I need this. Suck it off."
Finally pulling her mouth off his too-thick cock she gloated.
"I bet I'm the best ass licker you ever had," she told him flatly.
"Nobody ever ate my ass before," he smiled shyly.
"Then they were missing something, Wayne," she told him. "You're really tremendous. I enjoyed our sex tonight."
"So did I," he told her. "We've got to get together again."
They went back to looking at the movie after Wayne had gotten dressed.
Finally Wayne got so disgusted with the Creature From the Purple Lagoon he suggested they leave.
"These science fiction pictures bore me," he told her. "This is a cheap copy of that other movie about the creature from the lagoon."
He drove her home.
"Do you always do things like that with your date?" he asked her.
"Now and then when I get the chance," she smiled.
"You're the kind of girl I really dig," he told her with a smile.
When he let her out at her house her mother and father were in the living room.
"What are you doing up?" she asked them.
"We both were so pleased that you went out with someone besides your brother," her mother explained, "that we just wanted to wait up and congratulate you. Wayne is such a nice wholesome boy. I hope you two had a good time at the movies."
"Yes, he's a real nice boy," Donna told them both. "But I don't like you interfering in my personal life. Can't I have any privacy around here?"
"That's a nice way to talk to us," her father snapped angrily.
"I'm sorry," she apologized as she went off to her room.