Chapter 14

Brian was disconsolate again even though he tried hard not to be. After having sex in the shower with his sister, he had expected to spend the rest of the evening with her. He'd had it all mapped out in his head. They would have dinner together at a nice restaurant, catch a movie or show, gamble in the casino a little, and then return to their room for more bed-breaking love-making. In short, he had expected their relationship to return to the way it had been before-incestuous but essentially monogamous. But Drew had shattered this dream by telling him she had a date with someone else that night.

"Who?" he had asked her. "Beverly."

"No. It's a man this time. You remember Mr. Pook from the blackjack table."

"That mother-fucker?" Drew nodded.

If it had been anyone else, either male or female, Brian might not have been so jealous. But Mr. Anthony Pook was a rich man, a very rich man.

And handsome. He feared that Drew might all too easily fall in love with him. And, Brian thought, if Mr. Pook returned that love-not an impossibility considering his sister's special qualities-where would that leave him? Alone.

At first he had tried to raise his spirits by playing blackjack, but that turned out to be a disaster. His concentration on the game proved to be so lousy that he had quickly dropped four-hundred dollars. This time, the dealer had not been Janet, but a cruel substitute named Burt who did not believe in giving away the casino's money. Brian had quickly abandoned that table in favor of a stool at the bar. It was a move that turned out to be fortuitous.

He was on his fourth rum and coke when he noticed the tall, shapely blonde approaching.

"Are you Drew's brother?" she asked, stopping her big tits right in front of his face.

"Uh, yes, how did you know?"

"You look sort of like her."

"Oh. How is it you know my sister?"

"We've had sex together."

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised by that," he said, somewhat bitterly. "It seems that everyone's been having sex with her lately."

"I saw you watching her play craps with Pooky earlier. I came to commiserate. You're not the only one who's lost a lover. Tony just happened to be my beau until he dumped me yesterday to pursue

Drew."

Brian's eyebrows shot up. "You know about me and Drew being lovers?"

"Oh, yes. She told me everything." Then she chuckled. "I'm no stranger to incest myself. I've fucked one of my uncles and two of my cousins."

"What's your name?"

"Sally."

Brian thought that he would like to get to know Sally better. She was one fine-looking package. He gestured at the empty stool beside him.

"Would you like to sit down and have a drink with me?"

"No thanks. But I would like to have sex with you. Drew said it would be all right. She wanted me to have sex with you, in fact. Would you like to have sex with me?"

Brian, too tipsy to be startled by her frankness, looked her up and down and gave the proposition some serious thought. It took all of two nanoseconds to give her an answer.

"Yes."

Sally smiled. "Good. Come along, then. Everything's arranged." She grabbed his arm and began leading him away.

"Where are we going? Your room?"

"No. The river."

"The river?"

"Yes. I've always wanted to have sex on the river."

"But I can't swim."

"Then don't fall off the boat."

Before there was ever a bridge that spanned the river, ferry boats connected the residents of Bullhead City to their jobs in Laughlin. The ferry boats were still in use today, but mostly as sightseeing vessels for the tourists.

Brian, despite his attraction to Sally, was reluctant to do her on a boat. He and boats never got along. He always worried about them sinking.

"Exactly how are we going to accomplish this?" he asked her as they walked down the ramp towards the dock. "Are we going to steal the boat?"

"No, silly. I paid the pilot to take us on a moonlight cruise. We'll be the only passengers."

"How much money did it cost you?"

"None. I paid him with the promise of a blow job later on."

"Oh."

When they reached the waiting boat, the pilot was already standing there holding the gate-door open for them. He was an elderly gentleman with a genial face. He ignored Brian and stared with lustful intensity at Sally's tall, gorgeous figure.

"All aboard," he said, smiling.

Brian and Sally climbed aboard and sat down. The pilot quickly cast off the mooring ropes and started the engine. The acceleration of the boat pressed the two soon-to-be lovers back into their seats. Brian, always queasy on the water, nearly lost his stomach contents.

"Now what?" he asked.

"Now we remove our clothes."

"Here? But it's cold!"

Which was true. The boat, although it had a canvass top, was not enclosed. The onrushing air generated by the speed of the boat caused him to shiver.

But he forgot the cold soon enough when Sally stood up and lifted off her dress. Suddenly, as he stared at her naked body, with her long legs and pair of stunning knockers, gleaming luminously in the moonlight, he felt very hot.

"Beautiful," he murmured.

"Thanks. Now it's your turn."

Slowly, Brian stood up and began to strip off his garments. First went his shirt, then his shoes and socks. He held onto the back of his seat to steady himself as he stepped out of his pants. Then he turned around to showcase his buns as he dropped his undershorts to the floor. Now it was Sally's turn to stare at him in appreciation.

"Beautiful," she murmured. "Beautiful."

Her hand came out to stroke his buns. Brian shivered, although this time not because he was cold. Sally's touch was actually quite warm. It caused electric thrills to race up and down his backbone.

A few moments later, when he turned around, he was sporting an enormous erection. He wanted

Sally to stroke that with her provoking hand as well, but she didn't. She had another game in mind. "Sit down," she ordered.

Brian obeyed like a good male, sitting on the edge of the hard plastic bench. She settled down on top of him, her luscious thighs pinching his waist, but she did not lower herself all the way. Instead, she teased him with her cunt, letting it hover just above his cock. Even though the two organs did not meet, he could feel the radiating heat of her cunt striking and cooking his balls. His cock strained mightily to reach her.

She kissed him on the mouth. As she kissed him, her tits pressed hard into his pectoral muscles. Brian could feel her goose bumps as she rubbed her tits up and down his skin. Her nipples were the biggest and hardest goose bumps of them all. He grappled with her magnificent orbs as he returned her passionate oral embrace. Their tongues shot in and out of each other's mouth's, generating sparks of lust whenever they made contact. Powerful suction held them together as they shuddered from the impact of each electrical storm. Despite the chill of the night, Brian felt sweat breaking out all over his body.

At length, Sally broke the kiss and began licking his face, sort of like a dog licks his master's face when he's glad to see him. Only this animal was a female, a gorgeous human female, and Brian's lust soared as her soft, warm tongue slithered across his skin, eliciting thrills which made the hair on the back of his neck stand up on end. She deposited abundant amounts of saliva, which was dried almost instantly by the wind. His face felt both hot and cold at the same time. He sighed, enjoying the peculiar sensation.

Slowly, as she licked him, Sally lowered her body until her cunt lips touched the head of his penis. She did not go down on him all the way. but teased him still more by gyrating her cunt around his hard cap. Brian could feel her hot juices running down his length to drip off his balls. He shuddered and moaned.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh."

He let her torment him this way for a full minute, and then he couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed her waist and slammed her all the way down. He was rewarded with a nice, fleshy squish.

"Ah!" she gasped.

She wiggled from side to side on his hard cock until her cunt was fully accommodated to it. Then she let out a sigh. For a long moment neither of them moved or said a word, preferring instead to luxuriate in the warmth of their connection.

Finally, Sally asked. "How does my cunt compare to Drew's?"

"Favorably. Very favorably."

"Do you like fucking Drew even though she's your sister?"

"I like fucking her especially because she's my sister."

"Do you ever feel guilty?"

"About the incest part of it? Nope."

Sally smiled at him, then abruptly thrust down on his cock with her cunt.

"Ah!" Brian cried.

"Did that feel good?"

"Yes. Jesus Christ, yes!"

"As good as if your sister had done it?"

"Well.. . . "

She thrust down on him again, much harder than before.

"Yes!" he quickly cried out. "Your cunt feels as good as my sister's!"

'"As good?' Don't you mean better."

"Yes. Better."

"Good. I'm glad you said that."

She squeezed his cock with her strong inner muscles. Brian groaned as a torrent of hot juice squirted out of her pussy, propelled by the contraction. It ran down the sides of his cock and adhered to his balls. Soon his balls were completely saturated, and yearning to squirt some juice of their own.

Instinctively, he began bucking his hips upward, fucking her twat from his seated position. She pressed down hard on each of his upward strokes, taking him as deep as she could. Her tits bumped into his chest as their bodies crashed together. Brian's hands were attracted to them as if by magnetic force. He squeezed her big orbs and mashed them together, delighting in how firm and yet pliant they were. They seemed to have grown bigger and hotter than just a moment ago. Her inner body temperature had obviously increased a notch. All the goose bumps seemed to have melted away from her skin. He licked a finger and traced first one nipple and then the other, wetting them, teasing them into even greater rigidity. She cooed in response to his delicate touch, and began rocking her pelvis back and forth more rapidly. Brian could tell that she was on the verge of something spectacular.

Looking past her shoulder, he saw that her sounds had attracted the attention of the ferry boat pilot. His eyes were wide and lecherous as he stared at Sally's naked, bouncing body through the rearview mirror. When he saw Brian staring right back at him, he quickly looked away-just in time to notice and avoid a collision with a private sports boat that was doing a little late-night trolling.

"Asshole!" the owner of the other boat screamed at him, shaking a fist. Then his jaw dropped in amazement as he saw the naked people the ferry boat was carrying.

Brian saw all this as it happened but not, apparently, Sally. She was tuned out from the world.

"Oh, God, your cock feels so good inside me," she murmured.

Her eyes were closed and her breathing was becoming more and more strained. Brian could feel her pussy convulsing around his dick, a sign that she was ready to cum. Her hips rocked back and forth with ever increasing speed and then abruptly stopped. Her whole body went taut with jittery expectation.

"I think this is it!" she cried. "I think this is it!"

She slammed her cunt forward and all of a sudden she was screaming, screaming like a mad woman released from the lunatic asylum. Her orgasm was that intense. Alarmed, Brian tried to muffle her with his hand, to keep her voice from carrying across the water and waking up the residents of two whole states, but it was no use. He couldn't get a hold on her mouth. She was moving all over the place, fucking his cock furiously while he held it still. He just sat back and watched her, too amazed to think about cumming himself.

When she was finished, she dismounted and sat down beside him, breathing heavily.

"Oh, God, that was incredible," she said in between mouthfuls of air. "I never came that hard even with Pooky."

"I'm glad to have been of service to you."

Yet Brian was disappointed. She had cum too fast, before he was ready. His cock was still rock hard and sensitive. He could feel Sally's juices drying on it as the boat chugged along at moderate speed. He stroked it to keep it standing tall.

"Do you feel like going down on me?" he asked her after a moment.

She cracked open an eye and glanced down at his cock. "Why do you men always insist on cumming in women's mouths?"

"Because we like it."

"Oh. Then in that case.. . "

She stroked his cock with the tip of her finger. Tickled, it flinched from her light touch.

"Jesus!" Brian gasped.

She took hold of it more firmly and squatted down to stare at it face-to-face. The slanting light of the full moon cast the towering organ in stark relief. Holding him by the trunk, she cupped his testicles with her other hand and slipped her lips over his bloated knob.

"Ohhhhhhhh," he moaned.

"Mmmmmmm," Sally murmured, sucking hard.

Brian felt his balls drawing inward and shuddered. Reflexively, he grabbed the back of her head and jabbed his cock forward, until all of it was in her warm oral cavity. Caught unprepared, she choked, and he eased back. She detached her mouth from him and gasped for breath.

"You have to give me more warning than that!" she said.

"Sorry."

After regaining her equilibrium, she kissed the apple of his cock again. Her tongue slithered out and tasted her own juices on it.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

Brian, stung by sharp tingles of electricity, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He tried hard to keep his hips from bucking out of control.

Sally paid no attention to the torment she induced in him. She was enjoying his cock too much. Her mouth traveled up and down it, from the left to the right side, licking and kissing him while she gently squeezed and massaged his balls with her long fingers. Brian squirmed as she attacked him. His cock, pounding to the African drumbeat of his heart, grew even harder than it had been before. Her snaking tongue sampled every square inch of it, as if it was a delicious treat, then went back for second and third helpings. Soon, the sticky remains of Sally's pussy juice were replaced with a shiny new coat of saliva. Once this was accomplished, she slurped her tongue back into her mouth and smacked her lips, well-satisfied.

Brian did not know why she had stopped, but he welcomed the brief respite nonetheless. "Oh, man," he sighed. "I didn't know how much more of that I could take!"

Abruptly, Sally lip-bit his penis.

"Fuck!" Brian shouted.

This time he did lose control of his hips. It had only been a gentle nibble on his tip, but it was enough to send shocks waves pounding though his body. Automatically, he tried to get away from her, but she grabbed his cock by the trunk and held on tightly. Her mouth traveled downward, swallowing him. She continued to use her teeth, chewing on his meat while her tongue caressed the thick veins on his soft underside. It was clear she had enough strength in her jaws to bite his dick clean off. Brian tried to maintain control of his hips, which were squirming all over the place. He was being deli-ciously tortured.

Finally, Sally had all of him in. Her teeth relaxed their dangerous pressure on his base. Brian felt a sense of relief.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh," he sighed, and wiped perspiration from his forehead.

But Sally was just beginning. Her hands firmly grasped his waist, which had temporarily stilled. She compressed her lips tightly and pulled them back to his knob. Brian moaned. The friction of her lips on his cock was so intense he felt all of his insides ready to explode out his semen hole. His cock was still painfully sensitive from being in Sally's cunt. A shudder shot through his body. He gritted his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, and forced down the need to cum. He wanted to give her more time to work her magic on him.

She went down on him again, then came back up. Soon she was pumping him at a steady rate. Each stroke was easier than the last one, as more and more lubricating saliva got deposited on his hard shaft. Brian relaxed himself to her pace. He now felt better able to withstand her torture. He unclenched his fists and let his fingers play through

Sally's short, blonde curls, admiring their silky texture.

He thought about Drew. Was she giving Tony Pook a blow job right now? His sister loved to give blow jobs as much as Sally apparently did. She had once cum while giving Brian a blow job, unneedful of any other form of stimulation. It was like she had a clit where her tonsils should be. During her orgasm, her teeth had clamped down savagely on his cock and she had thrashed around so violently he was afraid she was going to break it off at the base. After that scary incident, it took Brian several weeks to work up the courage to allow Drew to go down on him again. Since then everything had been fine. Now on those rare occasions when she felt the need to cum during oral sex, she just replaced her mouth with her pussy and rode him to a climax.

Thoughts of his sister and her sweet, tantalizing mouth had the effect of sweeping aside the last of his barriers.

"I'm going to shoot!" he cried, warning Sally. Drew had taught him it was always polite to tell a woman when you were going to cum in her mouth. "I'm going to shoot!"

Sally held her head very still. Brian's fingers tightened in her curls and he jabbed his cock all the way down her throat as he erupted.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he cried.

He bucked his hips back and forth as spurt after spurt of hot jism burst into Sally's mouth. He could feel it envelope and boil his cock as it filled her up. Sally did not let a single drop escape past her tight-pressed lips. She swirled his semen around and around with her tongue and swallowed what she could between strokes. After his initial spurts were over, he did not feel the need to penetrate her as deeply, and she took control of the situation. She grabbed his cock by the base and pulled it out of her mouth. He fucked her fist while she rubbed his large, pulsating dome all over her face, decorating it with his semen. Her long, pink tongue snaked out and gobbled up what was in reach. Brian's cries of ecstasy reached their highest peak yet. He absolutely loved it.

Once the throbbing waves of pleasure were over, Brian sank back into his seat and exhaled a huge volume of air.

"Oh, man!" he breathed, shaking his head from side to side. "Oh, man! That was extreme!"

Sally cleaned his twitching cock with her tongue, lapping the last of his sticky discharge up into her mouth where it belonged. She smacked her lips when she was done.

"Did you like that, sweetie?" she asked.

"Oh, man! You better believe it!"

"Can Drew suck your cock better than me?"

"No!" he shouted, and at that moment, so soon after his ferocious orgasm, it was hard to convince himself that he was lying.

Suddenly, they were both aware of the presence of another person. The pilot stood there beside them, covered in sweat and shaking from head to foot.

"Excuse me, Miss Sally," he said to her. "I know you said I'd get my blow job after the boat returned to dock, but I think I really need it now. Watching you two young ones getting it on has gotten me so hard and hot that I'm afraid I'll shoot off in my trousers, and I don't dare do that. My wife will see the stain and kill me."

Sally looked to Brian for permission. He sat back, crossed his arms, and shrugged.

"Fine by me."

In fact, he was always eager to be a spectator to the sport of sex. It was almost a fetish with him, really.

"Okay, Abe," Sally said to the pilot, who was called that, "why don't you lie on the floor and make yourself comfortable?"

Smiling hugely, Abe did just that. Sally sat on his legs and pulled his pants and underwear down to mid-thigh in one swift movement. His cock immediately reared up-and up, and up, and up. She gaped at its size.

"My God!" she exclaimed.

Abe misread her reaction, thinking that she was expressing reluctance. "I know it's kind of big," he said, sighing. "So I don't expect you to swallow all of it. Even after forty years of marriage, my wife still can't swallow all of it. If you can just get half of it in your mouth, I'll feel much obliged.

Sally was licking her chops as she stared at his meat. Rather than the shriveled old peashooter she had anticipated, he was packing an immense cannon. It was at least ten inches tall and still growing! The width of his organ was just as impossibly huge. Sally knew that there was no way she could effectively go down on it with her mouth, but she had a sudden hankering to stuff it in a different hole.

"Abe, what you need is not a blow job, but a good, long pussy whip."

His eyebrows shot upward in pleasant surprise. "Yes," he agreed. "Yes, in your pussy might be best."

Sally walked forward on her knees. Even standing on her knees, Abe's cock could touch her pussy, it was that tall. He grabbed his cock and held it motionless for her as she positioned her cunt over him and slowly sank downward, grunting when Abe's knob reached the back of her cunt. She had not swallowed all of him, but almost. His cock stretched her cunt lips wide. She felt it take up every inch of space inside her. It was so thrilling she almost orgasmed then and there.

Abe reached up and pinched her breasts as if to make sure they were real, that any of this was real. "Oh, thank you!" he said to her. There were genuine tears of gratitude shining in his eyes. "Thank you for letting me have sex with you! You don't know how much it means to me to have my pecker inside a beautiful woman. I've never fucked a beautiful woman before. My wife was never beautiful, even when she was young. She was as ugly as a wart and still is. Now my wife's sister, on the other hand, she was-"

Sally quieted him by placing two fingers over his lips. "Hush," she said. She really didn't want to listen to his old man's babble about days gone by. She just wanted to fuck his huge cock. "Be quiet. Lie still."

Abe did just that. He waited with breathless anticipation. Lying flat on the floor as he was, he really didn't have enough thrusting room to fuck her. He had to wait for her to fuck him.

Sally backed up her hips so that she was more than halfway out of him, held herself motionless for a moment, and then slammed down hard with all the force her young body could muster.

"Oh!" Abe cried. "Oh-ho-ho-hu-eeeeee!"

Sally's face was full of concern. "Did that hurt you?"

"Yes!" he whimpered.

"Do you want me to stop?"

He shook his head. "No! God, no! Do it again! Do it again!"

She did it again. Again Abe cried out in pain but begged for more. Sally interpreted his pain to really be pleasure. He just had a funny way of expressing it. She began to fuck him in earnest. She had to struggle, though, to fuck all of his cock. Her hips needed to describe a very long arc. Seeing this, Abe grabbed her waist and helped to lift her up and down his pole.

Brian watched from the sidelines, fascinated. He was not jealous of the old man's cock, nor was he perturbed about being left out of the action. To his way of thinking, you didn't have to be a participant to enjoy sex. Just watching it was almost as exciting.

He slowly stroked his cock as the action unfolded.

Abe was old and it took him a long time to cum. By the time he did cum, some ten minutes after they had started, Sally had already enjoyed three small but delicious orgasms and was going for a fourth. She screamed when Abe's hot spunk finally erupted from the end of his cock. With so little room in her pussy left for it to occupy, his gusher nearly shot her up through the canvass rooftop. She grabbed his arms and somehow held on, fucking him all the more furiously. Abe groaned as his semen emptied into her twat, experiencing the most intense joy of his life.

Then it was over.

Sally dismounted and lay on the floor beside Abe, breathing heavily. Her body was covered in sweat. She had done most of the work.

Abe cradled his dick in his hands. Sodden with both of their emissions, it was now a long, fleshy rope instead of a tower. "Oh, Miss Sally, that was the best sex I ever had. Thank you! Thank you! You are so wonderful!"

Brian, jacking off, had cum when they had cum, and had amused himself by sniping at the sleeping ducks on the shoreline as the boat chugged along past them. Then he suddenly frowned. He noticed that the shoreline was getting closer and closer by the moment. A very alarming thought occurred to him.

"Hey," he said to the other two, "who's driving this boat, anyway?"

The pilot sat up and slapped his forehead. "Uh, oh. Damn my old age! I knew I was forgetting something!"

They all screamed and jumped overboard as a large rock loomed before them.