"Isn't it wonderful that Nancy can see again, honey?" Elsa Goodman said to her husband, Dean. She stood behind his chair in the den, her hands on his shoulders. He was watching TV, but he was obviously not very interested. The summer reruns were getting stale.
"Sure as hell is," Dean grinned, finishing his can of beer. "And she's out on a date with the Doctor."
"So that leaves us alone," Elsa murmured, running her fingers down inside his half-opened shirt. She had always been rather forward in their sex play, he liked it, even though he was thoroughly all man. He had a beautiful big prick, and she knew that Steve had inherited the same nice size.
She knew something else, too. She was fully aware that her handsome son had gotten his big rod in Nancy's dainty young cunt…
She was not dumb. She had seen it developing for years, but she had desperately hoped it would not happen, because she had a very guilty secret in her own past which partly explained why her two sexy children had finally "gone and done it."
Her first screw had been with her own older brother…
Kurt had been thirty to her fifteen, but that had not made it any better than what Nancy and Steve had done. Young people matured so fast nowadays! And the Pill had not come into general usage until she had reached the age of twenty-five or so, long after she had had Steve and Nancy.
As she watched Dean's prick begin to swell inside his pants, as she kissed his neck and felt her clit stiffen, she remembered her first screw so vividly that it was still almost like yesterday! Her family had lived in a small Swedish community north of Spokane. Kurt had been away for several years working on construction, and the day that he had driven up in front of the house in a new shiny car, her parents had been gone and no one else was around, she had rushed out to greet him …
"Hey, is this my real sister?" Kurt had laughed, gripping her around the waist. "All grown up and sexy as hell!"
Elsa had developed early, and at fifteen she had large breasts and a full rounded ass. She had started playing with her pussy at twelve.
Plenty of young guys had been hanging around, she had enjoyed a few back-seat flings and felt of a few pricks, but she had been too afraid to let any young stud stick it in her pussy. She had never trusted rubbers.
"Oh, you!" Elsa exclaimed, feeling sharp thrills at a spot where girls were not supposed to feel them with a brother. She broke away, giggling, and led him into the house. She could not keep from twitching her ass to let him know just how grown up she really was.
She had gussied up for a walk down to the village center for a Cola, she had on her shortest miniskirt and a tight jersey. As she plopped down on the sofa and looked Kurt over, she saw his eyes go to her pantied crotch. She did not try to push her skirt forward. She did not need to be modest with her own handsome, dashing brother!
She explained about their parents being gone for the afternoon, she had offered to make him a sandwich but he took a drink, and she joined him-a thing she was not supposed to do. But it was a kind of celebration, having him home again. And she just had to flirt with him a little!
"You got a girlfriend over on the Coast?" she asked, feeling the whiskey she was not used to.
"Oh, several," he grinned. He had never married. "None as cute as you, Elsa. Boys been getting any?"
"No!" she giggled, blushing. "Too dangerous."
"What would you do if you had a chance to screw and not get knocked up?" he kidded.
"Why, shame on you!" she exclaimed. "I probably would…"
He laughed. "You always were a little daredevil. Don't you want to save your cherry?"
"Oh, who expects that anymore?" she giggled. She was feeling really high. She loved to talk sexy, she and some of her girl chums really laid it on. One claimed she was getting it regular from an older man who used rubbers. An uncle, even. She was getting a really super idea.
"Kurt, why don't you break me in, huh?"
"You little twitch," he grinned. "I ought to paddle your ass." But he was getting a funny look in his eyes, staring at her breast-bulges and up under the hem of her miniskirt. She had not seen him for so long that he did not seem like a relative at all!
"I mean it!" she said, opening her legs. "Nobody would ever find out!"
He finished his highball and moved to the sofa, at her right. She could see his pants sticking out and up. A sweet shiver ran along her body.
The little hot button between her pussylips was tingling deliciously!
She played with it nearly every day, sometimes two or three times.
"I can't knock you up, Elsa," he said. "I've had one of those operations."
"Well, let's do it!" she breathed.
He stared at her very hard, his eyes flared, he slid his left arm across her shoulders and the other hand went to her bulging jersey.
"I could get ten years for this," he muttered. "If you ever tell-"
"Oh, I won't, honest!" she cried, trembling. "Not my own favorite brother!"
She felt him shudder, he cupped a breast and she held her mouth up for a kiss. He took her lips the way no one ever had, possessively, spreading them away out, his tongue sliding hotly into her mouth.
Dreamy! A few young guys had kissed her and gotten a hand on her boobies, but not for long. It was too dangerous, she was always afraid she would weaken and spread out and get fixed. One squirt and she would be in a real jam!
Slowly he lifted her jersey and unhooked her bra, like he knew just where to find the catch. As her bare breasts swelled out into his fingers, his tongue worked faster in her eager mouth. She was going to find out about a few things, she was going to get her very first prick!
And he was smooth!
Moments later she was in her own bedroom, their clothes were off and she had her first look at a big, rigid prick and nuts and everything.
Groovy! There had not been as many dirty pictures floating around as there were later, after she grew older and married Dean.
"Ohhhh, wow!" she cried, staring at her brother's crotch.
"Think it'll fit in your pussy, cute stuff?" he chuckled.
Oh, she was so glad he was not rushing at her and wanting it in right now, like the young guys. He was kind of teasing her and having fun with her.
"I hope so!" she exclaimed, very excited. Her nipples were sticking out, the tingle in her sex button was getting wild, she was turning wet the way she did after she had a few zingy thrills with her fingers. She was pleased that she had just taken a bath and was all nice and fresh.
"Come here," he smiled, drawing her to the bed, sitting her down on the edge. "You're getting some good hair on it."
"Well, I'm grown up!" she exclaimed. "I know what having fun is, too!"
His left arm went around her middle, he dropped his right hand between her plump thighs.
"Been having some good times with your cute pussy, huh?" he grinned, pressing his fingers into it. Ohhhh, that was really where it was at!
She blushed furiously. At fifteen she was still ashamed of fondling her sex button and having orgasms, but of course she knew the young guys jacked off a lot. At the beach one day she had crept up on a couple of teenagers and heard them talking. They were trying to see who could squirt a load first! She had not been able to see them, though. She had turned and raced home and up to her room and had her own fun.
Well, Kurt knew about girls, he was thirty, and she had heard a lot of stories about his younger days; he had even fucked one of his high school teachers. The scandal had caused the poor young woman to lose her job.
"Think I can make you cum, cute stuff?"
She shuddered, spreading her legs so that he could feel her pussy better. It was getting better and better! She had never heard the word "cum" for an orgasm, but it sure sounded exciting. His fingers were opening her pussy lips, he was feeling up and down them and when he pushed a finger in and touched her maidenhead, he trembled.
"By God, you have got it," he muttered.
"I told you!" she breathed.
"Damn!" he growled. His fingers slid up to her tender sex nub, where all the feeling was, and it began to tingle real good! "That's something, cutie!"
Somehow the tiny bud of her girl-sex really excited him. His big cock stood up very high, and a clear wetness oozed from the knob. Wild! His head lowered to her breasts, he took a small pink nipple in his mouth, sucking it and moving his tongue on it.
"Ohhhh!" she cried, as his fingers went faster on her clitoris. This was her first boobie-kiss, too. It was not like the sensation between her legs, but it felt keen, she was proud of her boobs; at school the guys stared and stared at them. She had not thought about playing with them herself! The goodies were down lower, she thought.
Suddenly his finger slid from her point of pleasure and eased in, past her guarding membrane! She had done that a few times, but she had been afraid of tearing her dainty cherry, and the feeling was not there yet, anyway.
"Uhhhh!" he muttered, drawing his finger back out and returning it to her tender button. He teased it and played around on it and her thrills started! He took hold of her waist and drew her right hand over to his cock!
"OHHH!" she cried, feeling the sweet hot tingles that she just had to have every once in a while. The touch of hot prick in her hand, her very first feel, sent her into a spin. She was starting her goodies again and this time she was going to make the scene!
"Oh, oh, ohhhh!" she cried, as his hand drew the fun from her love bud!
"OHHH, wow!"
It was the best fun she had ever had! Holding a prick did make a big difference. Her wet pussy went off real good and fast! She shook and trembled as the goodies swept her crotch, stiffening her nipples. They had never really stuck out like that before!
"Hey, very good!" he muttered, cupping her wet, swelling cunt.
The sweet urge to have a prick in had never been so strong. She was dying for cock, HIS cock! It was just too sexy!
"Get over on the bed," he muttered, his prick hardening in her fingers.
She scrambled to the middle of her bed and watched him crawl between her opened thighs. His tanned face was very flushed, he gazed at her breasts and pussy and a moan climbed in his throat. He knew this was wrong, but it had never really seemed wrong to her; she had been too young. She trusted him, no one would ever know except them.
His big, wet prickhead came lower, it bedded into her cuntmouth, and the feel of his sex, his love shaft, sent more juicy thrills across her crotch. It oozed in farther, she felt a lance of discomfort and winced.
"Jeeeesus!" he breathed, shaking all over. But he did not go in yet!
Not all the way! He tried again, lifting her legs back with his hands.
Oh, that was better. She was doubled up, her knees almost to her chin, and his cock was entering her cunt! She felt the tear of her maidenhead, she felt more pain, but suddenly that went away as his big, sweet prick pushed inside her pussy!
"OHH, ohhhh, OHH!" she cried, the luscious filling of her virginal cunt giving her thrills she had never known! She was a big girl now, she was taking prick, and she loved it! His cock went deep, he shuddered, and then he began to fuck! In and out, in and out, slick and tight! This was what it was all about, this was what girls needed more than anything!
It went on and on, his heavy breathing sending more tingles through her crotch. He was getting ready, his cock was growing larger! She felt her own excitement rising, his cock moved faster!
"Cum, baby, cum!" he panted, driving his wonderful prick in deeper and harder! Tearing little quivers seized her loins, she felt her fun starting and then he was really coming in! His prick tensed, he groaned and she knew he was squirting his load! Her cunt was cumming, too! She yelled and lifted her ass higher. OHHHH, yesssss!
Oh, I'm going off with a prick! she thought wildly. He's busting his nuts in my cunt! Ohhhh, this is what I have to have from now ON!
Elsa moved around in front of her husband Dean and opened her robe. She had put on a sheer, black nightie. She looked good in black, her blonde hair and very light complexion made a sexy contrast. She had been very lucky in finding Dean; he had come along that summer after Kurt had fucked her a few more times. They had started going steady and she had never cheated on him. His big cock had hurt her the first time he made it with her, he had imagined he had broken her cherry, because there had been a little blood, and she had never enlightened him!
The thing was, he adored her, he was very good in bed, he could last and last while she had four or five orgasms, and it was especially fine when she did most of the fucking, on top. It satisfied her boldness, her forward nature, she could do the making out to her heart's content.
"Great!" Dean grinned, reaching out and lifting the hem of her nightie.
They had both read some of the new books about sexual enjoyment, and they were experimenting with different things they had been too inhibited to try in their earlier years. She had discovered that crude conversation gave her extra thrills; it was recommended and it was not "dirty".
"Pussy needs some nice hot prick, honey!" she giggled, weaving her ass.
His eyes flared, he began to open his pants. All the upset about Nancy and her loss of vision had kept them from their usual sex pleasures.
After Nancy's birth, Dean had had a vasectomy. It took the worry out of being close! Her figure was still good, her breasts firm and as big as Nancy's. Full breasts ran in the family.
As Dean worked his stiffening prick out of his pants and exposed it for her delectation, she thought, I can never feel upset about what Nancy and Steve have done. They both inherited a strong sexuality, I fucked my own brother and no one ever found out. Kurt broke me in right! I know Dean played around a lot before we were married, but men can do it and not get a reputation. Things are so different now in the sexy seventies. Half the young girls in town are on the Pill and I'm glad I got Nancy started!
She started playing with her pussy about the same age I began, she has a well developed clitoris, just like me. Ohhh, I hope that good-looking Doctor Nash gave her a real good screwing! She needs it bad! I know all the signs, I was there myself. I got my first prick two years before she did! At seventeen I was married to Dean and getting my steady cock.
Ohhhh, we fucked like mink for months and months, I just couldn't get enough hot prick!
Steve is getting his pussy, too. Now, if they can just break up that thing between them. It was easier for me. Kurt left for a new job about a week after he got my cherry, and I didn't see him again for years. I was able to shift my passion to Dean. He was so excited when he saw some of my pussy blood on his prick! It did stretch me a little. Dean has an inch more of cock than Kurt…
"Now let's have that beer and get better acquainted, Nancy," Carl Nash smiled. He sat at her right, his prick back inside his swim trunks. She still wore her bikini panties. She had gone up in the bushes and done her little cleanup thing, she was fresh and dainty again and just wild for more delicious orgasms.
She had not put her halter back on. He loved to look at her breasts. He was being so careful with her, not rushing, giving her time to get used to him. He knew positively that she had screwed her brother, the shame of it still bugged her, she was glad that they were away from Toni and Steve. They were having their own little picnic!
As they sipped their beer, his eyes caressed her, his left leg pressed against her right thigh. She wiggled closer, sliding her right arm around his waist, trailing her lips on his shoulder. A fine sweet glow was building in her body, not like that demanding lust she had known for Steve.
"Here's to more fun," she giggled, holding her beer can over with her left hand. He smiled, they clicked the containers together.
"Here's to more dates with the best looking blonde in town," he chuckled.
"Do you really mean it, honey?" she said, trembling.
"I told you, you're my girl," he answered. "If you want to be."
"Yes, yes!" she breathed. "I-I should still tell you the truth-"
He upended his beer, and drew her in close until her right breast was pushing at his chest. "Look, Nancy. I know what your bad scene was-now I'm going to make you forget it. Those things happen, oftener than you think. Your conscience is screaming, you're a fine, young, sensitive girl. If it didn't upset you, I wouldn't like you as much as I do.
Understand?"
She nodded, trembling. "You're such a good therapist!"
He grinned. "I have an idea. You finish your beer and make out with me, this time. Do anything that comes into that pretty head of yours.
Okay?"
Oh, I believe that WOULD help me! she thought, trembling. He's so good to me! I DO want to be active and forward with him. I want to cum for him again-and again!
"I'll just eat you up!" she exclaimed, pushing her can of beer aside.
She hugged him, kissed his cheek lightly and stood up, posing in front of him. She remembered some of her fantasies about what she would do when she became engaged to the right man-before she had started lusting for her brother. Well, she was not engaged yet, but things had not turned out the way that she had planned when she had started playing with her clit and breasts.
She recalled the time that she and Toni had slipped into an X-rated film in Spokane. Such things were never shown in Potter! Well, she had sure come out of the theater with a tingling clit and itchy nipples, but the scenes that had excited her the most had been the ones where the sexy girl had tried to arouse her half-drunken boyfriend; it had happened twice.
First she had stripped, slowly and teasingly, then she had gotten him undressed and flat on his back on the bed and started sliding her pussy and mouth and breasts all over his body! Of course, the movie had not shown everything, but the idea of the girl being so bold and aggressive had really dampened her panties.
Oh, there had been some of it with Steve-but she was starting all new with a new man she really cared for! She had to wipe that out of her being, she had to keep trying and trying! Toni had made such a big thing out of the fact that Steve had plucked her cherry, that certain little suspicions about the redhead were forming in her mind.
There had been a big change in Toni after she had spent a few months in Spokane taking her beauty training. It was possible for a girl to have a lot of sex with a man without actually breaking the hymen. Foreign girls did it, she had read about it. Some women even had a new hymen sewn in after they had broken it! She doubted that Toni had done that, because such an operation would be very expensive, but she had returned from Spokane much more knowing about sex.
Well, she hoped that Steve and Toni would hit it off good. Her brother needed to ease his conscience, too. She did not want him thinking about his sister's cunt. It had to be all over, it just had to be!
Now, standing in front of Carl, she spread her legs, tilted her cuntcurve forward and weaved her shoulders, lifting her hands to her breasts, under-cupping them in her fingers, arching them forward.
"Still like my titties, honey?" she giggled, undulating her ass and fluttering her tongue out from between her lips. Ohhhh, it was fun!
"Great!" he chuckled.
She brought her hands down to her bikini panties and began to lower them, slowly.
"You haven't seen my pussy yet," she laughed. "About time you did!"
"Right," he smiled, his eyes hot, his cock rising up high inside his trunks. He worked them from his hips, along his legs and away. "Maybe you need a little inspiration."
"Ohhhh, that's beautiful!" she gasped. And it was! She had fondled it, she had felt its thick sexiness, but seeing it out and stiff, seeing his big nuts framed in thick, curly dark hair, clear juice leaking from the skin-framed knob, pink and swollen, surged her excitement higher.
Carl leaned back lazily, hands behind him and tensed his prick. She shuddered, she inched her bikini panties lower. She realized that she had not thought about Steve for long, long moments; she was doing better. She had not dreamed of him when she was cumming on Carl's fingers, either! Everything now, with Carl, was so rich and right!
Nancy slid her panties lower until her pussy curve was fully exposed … It was well swollen, good and wet, and it was itching for his hand and cock!
"Delicious!" Carl grinned.
"How do you know, smarty? You haven't tasted it yet!"
He laughed. "Smart chick. Give me time. I can tell it's going to have a fine flavor."
She remembered a sexy thing she had read in an article about being sensuous. Don't think about Steve's tongue, she thought quickly. But at least I know I LOVE being nibbled and eaten! I just blow my mind! I bet Carl can eat me BETTER! And fuck me better, too!