Chapter 6

I turned to my sister. "How about it, Claire? Isn't this as good a time as any?"

She was busy covering herself with my robe, and her face was pink; she wouldn't answer me, and I was afraid she was going to cop out on the whole deal. Maman looked a question at me, and I nodded, so she glided over to the bed and sat down with Claire.

"Dear, you must have a perfectly adorable body, so there's no reason to hide it from anyone, much less me and your brother. If I was so young and lovely-"

Claire looked up. "Oh, but you are. I mean, I'm skinny and clumsy and I-I don't' know anything. I can't compete with you."

Maman put an arm around her shoulders, and I sat down in a chair, still bare-assed and with my cock sagging a little now. Maman said gently, "You don't have to compete with me or anyone else. You just be Claire Wilson and that will be more than enough; you'll see."

When Claire put her head on our grandmother's shoulder, I figured we had it made with her, that she was ready to go along with us. They really looked good together, complimenting each other, one young and appealingly awkward, the other ripe and graceful, Maman with her slim but fully rounded body and silver hair, my sister just beginning to grow curves, but with a luxurious head of long, black hair.

Smiling at the girl, maman drew back slightly and dropped the filmy housecoat from her shoulders so that she was naked with us. Claire sat stiffly until maman eased the robe from her erect body and said, "You have gorgeous little breasts, cherie; they are well shaped and piquante; they will drive many men wild. And your skin, so flawless and silken-lovely. Now let me see-ah! Mais oui, darling; such an attractive small pussy. Do you know that a young and almost hairless pussy such as yours can send men right out of their minds? Once you learn to use it properly, it will be even more enchanting. You will break many hearts."

My sister was staring. "I-I will? Really, maman?"

Maman cupped the small, captivating breasts and rolled their nipples tenderly between thumbs and forefingers. "I promise you, Claire. Has your brother kissed these beguiling tits?"

Claire shook her head. "He was too busy kissing something else."

They laughed together, and at that moment, I saw the strong resemblence between them, the likeness that went deeper than their skin. My sister was swiftly turning into a lovely, tantalizing little bitch, eager to follow in maman's footsteps.

Maman said, "I hope he did a good job, but I should think so. He is a natural, that boy. Now, shall we continue your education?"

Mutely, Claire nodded, but there was a hot devil dancing in her eyes, and I could see goose bumps dappling her bare skin. She was more anxious than I was, and I was pretty edgy, more than ready for the same piece of ass that my daddy had gotten a little while ago.

And because my sister would be right there with us while I fucked maman, it would be more kinky. As I looked at them naked on my bed, I wished that I could mount each of them in turn, screwing long and hard, and letting go loads into both their feverish cunts. But of course, little Claire wasn't ready to take my oversized prick yet. And that prick was again puffed to its full length, even though it had been milked out pretty good a few minutes back.

"Come over here," Maman invited, and I walked over to them, my shaft waving in front of me like a vaulting pole, but a lot stiffer. Maman said, "This is nothing to fear, Claire; it is a lovely cock, very large and powerful, and soon you will be very glad to try it. I can tell you that it fills a woman's pussy with delight, that it stretches a vagina and packs it full of rich, sweet meat."

"I've already touched it," Claire said, and proved her point by stroking it again.

"Good," Maman chuckled. "Now, darling, if you can move over to the other side of the bed, and perhaps toward the foot-yes, there; you'll be able to see better from there. Look as closely as you wish, and feel either or both of us at any time, wherever interests you. Johnny-"

I climbed up on that bed in a hurry, wondering if maman still had some of his semen left in her cunt, if it would make her more slidy inside, or hotter. I lay down beside her and kissed her, running my tongue deep, cupping her resilient breasts and rubbing my eager cock against her thigh. She took it in one hand, using the other to stroke over my belly, my balls, and up again to tease my touchy nipples.

"Tease them a little," she said to Claire. "Because it also teases yourself. Urge them to play with you for awhile, to finger into your pussy, to suck your nipples. Yes, Johnny-just as we often do; show your sister what a lover you have become."

Forcing myself to slow down and take it easy, I caressed maman's body, palmed her throbbing snatch and found that it was thrillingly wet. Moving from tit to tit, my mouth paid them homage, licking and sucking, while maman drew my cock over to her mound and wobbled it through her humid pubic hairs. As she said, there was plenty of pussy for us, and for dad and me, and for any other guy lucky enough to know my grandmother.

When I moved over on top of her, she said to my sister, "The primary position, dear. See how my thighs are spread wide and I'm lifting my belly up at him a little. This is especially good for the moment you will lose your cherry to your father; then it might be wise to slide a pillow under those beautiful ass cheeks, and help him even more."

I turned my head to see Claire's face close by. She was lying on her stomach, chin propped by her hands, and staring earnestly at maman's pussy, at my ready prick. She wasn't going to miss a single detail of the screwing. I looked back as maman curled her deft fingers around my shaft and steered the bulging knob into the silken hairs of her mound.

"It's best if you perform this service," she murmured to my sister. "It's easier for you to place his cockhead exactly where you want it, right against your opening; feel around the labia with it and get it settled properly. Then, like this-you give a little grind of the hips and a small hunch of the pelvis and-voila! It begins to slide inside."

I heard Claire catch her breath as the head of my prick pushed slowly up into maman's labia, as those symmetrical lips parted to allow its entrance. Her pussy hairs caressed the flanges, then the lips opened wider and I was into them, pushing through the next set as my shaft slid greasily deeper. Maman's pussy was a wet furnace that baked my prick inside it, that stroked and fondled it with drippy velvets and creamy silks. I shoved it all the way home and rested my balls in the crack of her uplifted ass.

"Ahh," she sighed, pulling my head to her shoulder and hiking her pelvis to roll it sinuously against mine. "The legs-the legs can go anywhere-like this, with your soles pressing behind his knees which gives you a fine leverage to force his cock still deeper and harder into your avid cunt. Or like this, with the knees up and widely spread, or this way-bringing your thighs together to trap him tightly within your vagina and make his prick fondle your clitoris even more. But I like this method-" and maman lifted her legs to wrap their sleek lengths around the small of my back. "-for it makes me feel wonderful!"

Then I started to really fuck her, not hammering it in, but using my cock with long, penetrating strokes, drawing it far back so that my sister could almost see the buried head, then feeding it back into those slickly exquisite depths. My rhythm was slow but steady, and maman accepted it, accented it by the graceful movements of her hips, the undulating actions of her crotch. Claire was seeing plenty, and I flinched when I suddenly felt her fingers exploring my shaft as I pulled it back.

So I hesitated in mid-thrust to allow my sister to feel the greasy length of my cock before plunging it to the root once more. Claire wrapped her hand around my balls then, and held to them as I screwed maman, riding them back and forth.

I didn't know she was doing something to maman at the same time, not until I felt something different at the mound when my pelvis squirmed against it, not until I heard maman hiss in delight: "Yes, yes, oh yes! Play with my pussy, little Claire; feel it with your fingers, dip them into the slot-ahh, yes! Do you feel your brother's beautiful prick sliding there? Do you feel the hotness of my cunt and its oils?"

"Ummm," Claire answered, deeply involved in her curious explorations, fingering into maman's pussy to tingle against my moving prick, clinging to my balls as they swung back and forth. My sister wasn't only getting her first lesson in fucking; she was also joining in the action, becoming part of it, and I dug that. I dug it so much that I could sense the surge that was building up in my thighs, in my expanding balls.

"Maman, I panted, "Oh, maman-I'm getting close; you're so hot and juicy inside, and your cunt is biting down on my cockhead. Oh wow, darling! I'm about to come. Hurry, maman, hurry-come with me-come with meee!"

My balls shook in my sister's hand as their juices roared up along the shaft and hesitated one magic second before bursting forth in an eruption of syrupy lava. I pumped my come into my grandmother's wondrous pussy, spewed my boiling semen far up into her shuddering vagina, drowning the walls and the cervix with my male liquid. Was it mixing with the semen my daddy had left there? That idea shook me, tantalized me more, so that I gave another hump and another little spit of come bubbled from my raptured cockhead.

Maman had stopped talking and was grinding savagely on my buried shaft, gyrating wildly to reach her orgasm, and she made it only a heartbeat after my own climax, her entire pussy vibrating and gulping my come. Gasping, she fell back and her long, lovely legs slid sweatily down my back. I gave her a few more lingering strokes, luxuriating in the liquid sensations before backing my cock out of her fiery, clasping pussy. I'd have left it inside longer, in the natural course of things, but my sister might not have understood the long delay, and I wanted to show her that maman was perfectly all right, that I hadn't broken her cunt or fucked her to death.

"Far out," Claire whispered. "That great big cock is still hard, but now it's dripping again, the same way it did when I jacked it off."

I flopped over onto my back and watched my sister as she slid an exploring finger into maman's steamy cunt. "It's drippy in here, too," she exclaimed. "Does the semen kind of dissolve inside you, or what?"

"Some of it," maman sighed. "There is usually a leakage with this one, though; he fires such a salvo."

"Bigger than my father's?" I asked.

She turned her face to me. "You are blessed with an amazingly big penis, Johnny, and I adore it, as most women will. But you must not confuse mere size with the joy a prick can give. Only two inches or so is enough, just enough to stroke the clitoris. It is the same with ejaculation; I for one love to feel a heavy spurt of semen, but an orgasm is no greater because of it. How often do I come before the man ever lets anything go-and I am happy for that."

Claire said then, "Can you start me on the Pill tonight? I want to be ready for fucking whenever my daddy is."

"Of course, cher," maman answered, "but it will take days before they take effect. Still, that should be about right, for your father would never approach you right now. When he wakes in the morning, he will probably feel very guilty about screwing me tonight, and I will have to make him do it while he is sober. Then-I don't suppose you know whether your mother ever went down on him? No? Then there is that obstacle to get past, getting him to give up his puritan inhibitions. After he has eaten me, after we have played the sixty-nine long and well, only then will he be ready for the next step-true incest with his young daughter."

Claire looked over at me and her face was sad as she saw my softened cock. "Johnny, will you keep doing what you did to me? Will you go down on me until I can get fucked? I mean, I'm so hot right now that I'm practically burning up inside, and I just know I can't go on using my finger; it isn't the same."

Maman pulled her down and kissed her mouth, lingering there while her hands strayed up and down Claire's back, lightly brushing the shape of her slim ass. By the startled look on my sister's face, I knew that our grandmother was using her tongue. When she drew her mouth away, maman said tenderly, "You have both of us to keep you content, my dear-your brother and myself. Now that you have experienced his oral love and seen what he can do with that marvelous young prick, try to imagine the pleasure it will be for two women-for you and I, cherie-to please him together, and at the same time, please ourselves."

My sister blinked. I saw that her little nipples were standing up hard and that her belly was quivering. I stared at the fluffy patch of silken hair shading her enticing cunt and imagined how it might feel, stretched to its capacity when my cock pushed into its unknown depths. She would be very tight, I thought, much more narrow than maman, and maybe more shallow, too. Would it hurt her if I really hit bottom?

"I-I never even thought about anything like that," Claire admitted. "You mean-two of us and Johnny? How can we do it? If I can't be screwed yet-"

I touched maman's still dewy cunt hairs and asked: "Yeah, darling; how do we go about that?"

"Use your imagination, Johnny. I can give love to another woman, as well as to a man, and she can do the same to me. You will be the catalyst, in the middle, doing just about what you wish with us-except that you cannot yet fuck your sister. Even that can be changed, though, if your father decides to be stubborn. If he does, then we must have little Claire take your lovely meat. She will not be hurt if you are very, very careful, and if she can make herself relax.

Claire swallowed. "I couldn't even make myself suck on Johnny's cock, although I did wet it down so I could jack him off. Maybe if I tried hard-"

"It's delicious," maman assured her. "But there are several ways for this menage a trois; your horny brother may fuck me, and in the proper position, he can give you oral love at the same moment. Or we can turn about, and I will eat your sweet little mound. We can even assume a triangle, where each of us eats the other."

My sister shivered, and I stroked maman's pussy. "That's a wild idea," I said. "I don't know if I have the strength for that right now, but I'd sure like to try it. Say, maman-have you told dad about us yet, about you and me?"

"Non," she said. "That would be too much for the man to digest right away, but he will come around to it. I'm not sure how to stage the scene, but it will work, I'm certain. Perhaps if we allow him to accidentally discover us making violent love-"

"I don't know," I said. "He might bang me around or something."

"Never!" maman declared violently. "He cannot beat you for what he has done himself, and by then, he will be quite enamored of my pussy. He will not want to lose its use."

I drew my finger down her creamy labia, and she twitched. I wondered if somewhere my mother was lying naked on a bed, and if her Cajun stud was taking care of her. Maybe they had just fucked, too; maybe the guy was feeling her pussy lips and thinking about getting another hard-on, or going down on her. My heart beat a little faster when I thought about that.

My mother isn't built like maman; there's a lot of the same grace to her, but she's not much taller than my sister, and she's very ripely put together. I don't mean fat, by any means, but just kind of ripe, like every curve she's got is ready to burst open like a plush fruit. Her breasts are full and stand high, and I've seen her nipples pushing against a nightgown or a robe like plums. She has a rich look to her legs; they're rounded and smooth, and her ass is shapely but broader than maman's, more abundant.

I guess she must have turned on Lucien Labas the first time he saw her, and now I realize that she was ready for almost any kind of diversion, she was so damned bored with my father and his twice a week, same kind of screwing. My dad must have been pretty good in his own way, to hold her for so long, but she had finally said to hell with it and took her lover.

Lying there naked with my grandmother and my kid sister, I thought that it was funny, but I didn't hate Lucien Labas anymore. I was beginning to understand mom, and how could I blame a guy for fucking her?

"Shhh," maman whispered, and lifted her head from the pillow. Listening, I heard movement down the hall, and maman came off the bed in a hurry, snatching up her dressing gown and throwing it around her.

"You children amuse yourself," she said. "Your father is going to the bathroom, I think. I'd better be there to help him back into bed and keep his mind from you two for the rest of the evening. Johnny cher, take good care of your little sister; she is a jewel beyond price."

Then she was gone, and Claire moved over to snuggle against me. I put an arm around her and cupped one elfin tit. She said, "I wish it was me going to him now instead of her. But I changed my mind about maman, Johnny; she's a pretty wonderful person."

"That's right," I said, "and don't worry, baby; you and dad will have yourselves a real ball when you get going. Are you still all hot and bothered?"

She put a tiny hand upon my shrunken cock, petting it. "I sure am. Seeing you put this into her pussy so hard and strong, feeling how it slid around inside her-oh wow. If you'll do it to me again, I think I can give it back to you now."

"Come on up here," I said. "Put your knees beside my head, like this. Now you can let your crotch down easy, right down on my face. I'll eat you again, Claire-I'll eat you because I love your pussy, and because I love you so damned much now."

And that was true.