Chapter 5
There was a fresh, clean scent to my sister's pussy, a special scent that was all her own. She smelled powdery and young and very exciting. My tongue quivered against her delicate cunt hairs, and I had a battle with myself not to gulp hungrily at her mound. This had to be careful, I kept reminding myself.
Placing my hands lightly upon her narrow hips, I began to lick along her small labia, enjoying the flavor of them, getting a kick from their fragile softness and the faint dampness that was there. I must have tickled her because Claire gave a little wiggle, and I inserted my tongue down into those clinging lips, pushing it wet and hot into their tight embrace.
She was narrow inside, but I forced my tongue into the fairy cave, shoved it inside until I could reach no deeper, until my lips were pressed tightly against her quivering labia and my teeth were lightly against her cunt hairs. Tenderly, I moved my tongue around, feeling and tasting and probing, my breath harsh and my prick surging against the bed.
Beyond that first reflexive wiggle, my sister hadn't moved, so I felt free to go ahead with my eating. And I adored her tiny pussy with my tongue, laved it generously inside, bringing her now flowing juices into my mouth and reveling in their delicious flavor. Feeling up to the clitoral hood, I poked below it, into it to discover the dainty clit itself. It sprang erect at my first loving touch and stood pulsating against my tongue.
Playing my tongue over and around that wonderful little nubbin, I began to suck on it, trying to pull it up and between my teeth, but it was too small. I did open my mouth wide and drew just about her entire young snatch into my lips, holding it lightly with my teeth. Sucking, pulling, I ate my sister's virginal pussy in a glorious, blind frenzy.
Her hips moved in my hands, and I held her firmly, burying my face in her crotch, lapping and sucking and licking in a furious need to make her come, to give Claire that ultimate rapture of orgasm. She squirmed and I thought that she was waking up, but I was beyond caring just then. Her cunt juices were honey in my mouth, and I gulped them ravenously, burrowing my chin into her tiny asshole and my nose into her lower belly. Her perfect, diminuitive pussy was all mine, and I was loving it to the very best of my ability.
"Uh," she grunted, "uh-uh-uh! Hey-what are you-oh man! Oh man-uh-uh! That's so good-oh-"
I kept at it, lost in my hunger now, eating that sweet, young pussy, teasing its vibrant clit and sucking, sucking. My sister's crotch bucked against my face, and she suddenly brought her slim thighs together sharply. Shifting my grip, I moved my hands down to her ass cheeks, taking one of the dainty pears in each palm and digging in my fingers so she couldn't get away.
"J-Johnny, what-ooohh! Johnny, don't-you can't, you mustn't-ooohhh!"
She was coming; sharp waves of suddenly released passion were shaking her entire small body, and Claire was jamming her pelvis into my face, rocking her ass and humping up into my mouth. I felt her clit shudder into my tongue, and she cried out in some wordless spasm of ecstasy as she reached a tremendous climax.
Lapping her shivering inner cunt, I burrowed my face deeper, spreading her thighs wider and lifting her knees so that her legs were over my naked back. My cock was banging itself against the bed covering and leaking from its tip, but I was more wrapped up in giving my sweet little sister all the loving I could. She kept bucking against my teeth, squirming and quivering, and her legs clamped around my head with furious pressure. Lapping my tongue against that appetizing clit, I brought Claire to another smashing climax, and still another, while her newly aroused pussy pumped avidly into my mouth.
Tiring at last, I took my dripping mouth away from her scorching pussy and snugged my cheek against her belly. I felt her hands stroking gently in my hair, and when I turned my face to look up at hers, Claire had a drowsy, bemused smile upon her damp lips.
"Johnny," she murmured, "oh my darling brother-that was terrific. I didn't know it was going to be so-so wonderful. Oh, thank you, thank you, Johnny."
I climbed up and sat on the bed beside her as she lay back, her lower belly sweaty and her love juices glistening upon the dainty hairs of her mound.
"Thank you for having such a fantastic little pussy," I said.
She saw my swollen prick and her eyes went wide. "Oh! But it's so-so big. It's much bigger than daddy's thing."
"You peeked at dad?" I asked, clenching my hand around the base of my aching cock.
"In the shower," she admitted. "Most of the time, it was just hanging down like a little worm, but once I saw it standing up all red and shiny. It's nowhere near the size of yours, though."
I bent over and kissed her erect nipple, rolling it against my tongue. "Told you that you have cute tits," I said. "But your pussy is actually beautiful."
She closed her eyes and moved her hands over to hide her snatch. "I-what made you do that to me, Johnny? I mean, it was so great, so crazy wild, I just freaked out. But why did you-"
"Why not?" I asked, trying to keep my mind off my pulsing cock and the dribble of pre-seminal fluid gathering on its blunt tip. "You dug it and so did I, and that's what sex is really all about, Claire-two people digging each other every way they can, taking and giving at the same time."
Her eyes fluttered open and reached for mine. "You sound all grown up, somehow. I'll bet that you and maman-have you been doing that to her, Johnny?"
I nodded. "She broke me in, little sister. I've been fucking maman for weeks, eating her pussy like I just did yours, and she's been eating me."
Claire caught her breath. "She's always been so-so bitchy, like. But she's so old, and you-"
"She's not old," I said. "She's sensuous and beautiful, and she is one hell of a fucking machine. I'll always be grateful to her for the things she taught me, and I'll always love her."
I felt a tentative touch on my shaft and flinched. Claire moved her hand away, but put it back when I didn't say anything. "It's so hard and hot," she whispered in awe. "Did you really put that great big thing into grandmother's hole? Didn't it hurt her?"
"She loves it," I said. "She said that a woman's cunt can stretch to take any prick, once it's kind of broken in."
"I'm scared of it," Claire breathed. "I never had anything bigger than my finger up mine, and I'm scared that thing would tear me wide open."
"Probably not," I said, "but it might hurt a little at first. That's why we-" I took a deep breath and made the plunge, "-maman and I figured that you ought to take daddy's cock first, since it's smaller."
"D-daddy's?" She stared at me in utter disbelief.
"You've been peeking at it," I reminded her. "You were curious about it, and I'll bet you've heard him putting it to mom at night, before they split up."
"Well, yes; but I never really thought about-doing it with him."
"Oh, the hell you didn't," I said. "I dreamed about fucking mom, and you're no different. The trouble was, I didn't know how, and I was afraid, just like you are now. But maman said that daddy wants to screw you, too, and she ought to know."
Claire shut her eyes again, and her fingers strayed up and down the shaft of my painful cock. "All right, maybe I did imagine how it would be with him. But I never thought about you-until you started kissing my-my pussy, I mean. That was very sweet of you, Johnny."
"Don't keep playing with my cock," I warned. "It might go off and drench you."
She murmured, "Do you want me to kiss it for you?"
"No way," I said, "unless you go all the way. That means I'll shoot off inside your mouth, and you'll have to swallow my juice."
Claire shook her head, her dark hair loose and luxurious. "I-I don't think I'm ready for that, but wow-I'm still getting hot little wiggles inside my tummy from what you did to me. What can I do for you, Johnny?"
I gulped. "I'm kind of hurting, it's true. But maman is supposed to come in here, after she's through with dad."
She went stiff. "Do you mean-is that woman doing it with my father? How can you be so calm-how can you-"
"Don't be stupid," I said. "She's not raping him; they were happily fucking each other when I looked in on him awhile back. And if you want to know, it was maman who suggested that I go down on you, that I turn you on by eating your delicious pussy."
My sister kept right on feeling over my hard rod, and I could almost see the wheels turning inside her head. Claire is no dummy, and she had just been turned on by her first real sex; she wasn't about to screw it all up because she was jealous.
"Why would she do that? We never got along that well."
My cock flexed between her fingers, and I said, "Mainly so you can get around to being fucked by daddy. She's breaking down his uptight ideas right now, probably sucking him off or something, and it won't be long before she can get him to move along to you. And after he takes your little cherry and opens up that tight cunt, then maybe I can do something about getting my prick into it, before I explode."
Claire frowned. "But daddy has always been so straight and stuffy. I don't think-hey, Johnny! Are you two trying to get mom and dad back together?"
I told you she was no dummy, my sister; only about sex, and she'd be pretty smart there, too, given time and some training. I said, "That's the idea, kid. Mom was willing to stay around, remember-only she didn't want to give up her lover. So now that dad is finding out what it's like to let himself go when he's screwing maman, and once he gets into your mini-cunt, then he's going to see a lot of things differently."
"All right," she murmured. "Yeah, that's all right, Johnny. Now what do I do about this giant hard thing of yours?"
Not being able to take it any longer, still tasting the flavor of her fragrant pussy oils on my lips, I said, "Okay, then; wet the head of it with your mouth, and then jack me off. Just get it slippery, and then move your hand up and down, over the head especially."
I felt the warm touch of her mouth on my cockhead as my sister bathed it with her tongue, letting her saliva make it all soapy. For a second there, I thought she was going to just eat my prick, but as she'd said, she wasn't ready for that yet. The whole idea was just too new for her, even though she was willing to experiment and to learn as she went along.
"Like that?" she asked, lifting her face. Her fingers were delicate, stroking and fondling, and I spread my thighs, took her other hand and guided it beneath my balls, telling her to play with them, too.
It wasn't as good as fucking, or having maman go down on me, but the sensation was good, anyhow. Maybe it was because nobody else had ever jacked me off before, and maybe it was because she was my kid sister. I don't know which, and I didn't much give a damn at the moment. Staring down at her small, tanned hand as it worked up and down my rod, feeling the gentle way she was cupping and caressing my distended balls, I gave myself up to the good feeling.
"I thought it was ugly, at first," Claire said. "But now I think it's kind of pretty, especially this shiny head with the cute little mouth in its tip. Is that where the semen comes from?"
I groaned and put both hands on her small, hard tits, thumbing the stiff nipples. "You'll see, in just a minute. Ahh, yes; that's great, Claire-you're doing it just right. But-but grab something, quick! Grab something to catch my come."
She let go my balls and reached down. "My panties okay?"
"Anything-anything! Oh wow-faster, baby-jack me faster and harder-ahh! Here it comes, Claire-here-it-comes!"
My balls gave a kind of lurch, and my entire cock seemed to grow; the head shuddered and flexed, and a hot jet of semen bombed out through the tip, spurting into the air all creamy and foaming. The slippery stuff spread over her fingers and down my shaft, still hissing from the buttery head, and I trembled in the rapture. My sister kept her hand moving for awhile, using the warm and slidy juice as extra lubrication, seeming not to mind its stickiness.
When she stopped, I watched her slowly wipe her fingers, her hand and wrist with her nylon panties. She was breathing hard, and I saw that I had left red marks on her budding tits when I squeezed down. "That was something," she said. "That was really something to see and feel. I wish girls came like that; they don't, do they?"
I kissed her on the mouth. "No, but it's just as good for them. Maman will have to start giving you the Pill right away, so you won't get knocked up."
Claire sighed. "That's good, because I want to know how this semen feels, squirting up inside me."
"You will," I promised. "You certainly will. Maman was right; both you and I have inherited her genes, her hot blood, as she calls it. Mom must have it, too, and that's why dad wasn't giving her enough screwing. Man, oh man; I can't wait to see you get the meat from dad, and then it will be my turn at your sweet pussy."
My sister gnawed her lower lip and finished cleaning my come from her hands, dropping the rumpled panties to the floor and now seeming quite unconcerned about the two of us sitting there naked. "Can I watch how you do it with maman?" she asked. "I don't want to be stupid when daddy comes to screw me. When do you think that will be, Johnny-soon?"
"Soon as she can get him turned on to you," I said. "And I guess watching would be the best way to find out how it's done. I'll ask maman, but I'm sure she'll agree. You have no idea how groovy she is, Claire."
"I'm not sure that daddy will want to make it with me," she said thoughtfully. "I mean, with an experienced woman like her screwing him all the time, what would he want with me?"
I stroked her back. "He wants you because you're pretty and sexy, and because he'll get your cherry. He'll be the very first man to fuck your beautiful little pussy, and he'll go for that. Besides, I think it's always better to fuck somebody close to you, like maman and me, like I hope it's going to be with mom and me-and with you, too. I know I'd rather fuck you than any girl I ever saw."
She kissed me, and her lips were sweet. "That's a nice thing for you to say, Johnny. I'll try to be very good for you when the time comes."
That's when I looked up and saw a shadow in the doorway. I caught Claire's hand to keep her from jumping off the bed, and maman said softly, "Are you two all right? Your father is asleep now, and if there's anything I can do for you, Johnny-"