"Get out!" Mrs. Morgan shouted. "Dammit, get out of my house!"
She stormed about the living room, randomly throwing clothes at Steve and Larry and Curt. She cursed at Steve, telling him she should call the police and have him sent up for rape. Suddenly she shut up and sat down on the couch, sobbing almost silently. Nobody spoke until Cindy and the three young men were out of the house.
"I think you three have some explaining to do," Mrs. Morgan said almost calmly to the three young people who were silently putting their clothing back on.
"Gosh, Mom," Peter said, zipping up his pants, "I don't think what we were doing is all that wrong."
"What? Why you-you pervert! My God, I have a pervert for a son!"
Mr. Morgan stifled a chuckle from where he stood leaning against a wall. Marcia looked up at him and was surprised to see how boldly he was staring at her exposed tits. She remembered the argument she had overheard the previous night and thought about how horny he probably was.
"I don't see what's so funny, Carl!" Mrs. Morgan shouted at her husband. "I suppose you think it's perfectly all right for your own children to have no concept of morality!"
"I don't think that, Ellen," he said gently.
"Mrs. Morgan, I'm really sorry about what happened," Marcia said. "I feel like it's…"
"You just shut up, you little tramp!" Mrs. Morgan said bitterly. "This whole thing is all your fault. God knows what sorts of perversions they teach you at that scummy, shitty orphanage. Go pack your bags – we're taking you back there immediately!"
"It's not Marcia's fault, Mom," Tina said. "It was just as much my fault."
"Why are you guys back so soon?" Peter asked his father.
"The land development thing fell through. Some of the guys at the agency are trying to put the blame on me because it was more or less my responsibility." He was silent for a moment. "I could lose my job," he said finally.
"I thought we had agreed not to tell them that, Carl," Mrs. Morgan said sternly to her husband.
"If they're old enough to fuck they're old enough to know we might have some tight times ahead of us, Ellen."
"Carl, watch your language!"
Mr. Morgan laughed. "Don't mind your mother, children," he said. "She's just upset whenever she sees somebody enjoying sex. She thinks everybody should hate it just because she does."
If a bomb had exploded in the living room, it could not have upset frigid Ellen Morgan to a greater extent. She cursed, yelled, kicked over the coffee table and stormed out of the house, shouting something about staying at her mother's until she hired a good lawyer.
"I'm going to go lie down for awhile," Mr. Morgan said. "You kids clean this mess up okay?"
Marcia watched his stooped, sad figure as he walked down the hallway. She wondered how it would be to lie beneath the older man, how it would feel to have his mature cock pounding into her tight pussy. She wondered how it would feel to cum with him.
The three teenagers quickly went about cleaning up the living room. When they were finished they sat together on the couch. Tina put her hand between her thighs and slowly began to rub herself.
"God, I'm still horny."
Peter looked blankly over at his cute sister and put his hand down between her thighs. He pushed her hand out of the way and began to rub her crotch, pressing his fingers against her pussy through the fabric of her jeans. He had been admiring her trim little body all day long and more than once had wondered what it would have been like to feel those slender legs wrapped around his back.
"You're a foxy little thing, Tina," he said, continuing to rub her cunt.
"And you're a pretty well-hung stud, Peter," she replied with a girlish giggle.
"I think we should get together sometime and indulge in a little incest."
"How about right now?" she said, reaching over and grasping the hard lump inside his pants.
He quickly stood and, pulling her to her feet, dragged her down the hall to his bedroom. The thought of fucking his own sister excited him no end and he knew he would cum in a flash.
Once inside his bedroom, with the door securely locked behind them, Peter quickly tore his clothing off. He sat on the bed and watched as his sister stripped before his eyes.
Her tits were remarkably tiny, but even that excited him – she was so damn young. He couldn't wait to feel her pussy wrapped tightly around his hard shaft.
She was completely naked now, and stood before him with an impish little grin on her face. Site walked up to where he sat, hunching forward on the bed, and gently pulled his face to her pussy. She squatted down a little bit so she could spread her thighs far enough apart for him to push his tongue into her little cunt.
Her musky smell overpowered the young boy. Excited, he attacked her pussy with a lusty frenzy, darting his tongue here and there, sucking and kissing with a passion he had never before experienced. Her cunt-flesh was so wonderfully soft, so womanly. He knew he could not wait much longer to get his prick inside of her and fuck away until they both came.
"Yeah, eat your sister's pussy, Peter. Kiss that cunt, baby – make me cum!"
He kissed her pussy for only a few more moments, then jerked his head back.
"Tina, shit, I'm so fucking horny, dam it. I just gotta fuck you!"
She laughed and fell down on her knees between his parted, hairy thighs. Still laughing, she lowered her head down over his loins and, lips pursed, kissed his hard cock. She opened her mouth wide and took his prick inside her warm orifice. She loved the way it rubbed against her sensitive tongue. And she loved the moans which emerged from him.
"Tina, fuck, that's so fucking great, baby – unnnnnggggg, Christ, suck that cock!"
He lunged his hips upward, burying his prick all the way down her throat. She slapped her tongue against it as it pulsated in her mouth. Peter knew he was going to cum almost immediately but he didn't want to shoot his load down her throat – he had to have her pussy.
"Tina, stop, please, I just gatta fuck you!" She pulled her mouth up off his cock-shaft, nibbling and sucking at him as she did so. She quickly climbed up onto the bed and fell over on her back. She cocked her knees up in the air and spread her thighs as wide as possible.
Peter looked down at her cunt-slit, thinking of how it would feel to be inside her. He maneuvered between her thighs and pushed his cock into her. His prick slid in all the way on the first try, she was so wet and ready to fuck. Her pussy was unbelievably tight. The way it squeezed around his cock was excruciatingly pleasurable, and he knew he would cum in no time at all.
"God, Peter, fuck that pussy of mine, baby. Christ, fuck me with that big piece of cockmeat!"
"Yeah, I'll fuck your pussy, honey. I'll fuck it until we both cum!"
He pulled his hard prick back out of her cunt and shoved it in just as quickly. He fucked her noisily and rapidly, like a crazed animal, thrusting in and out of her with all the strength he could muster. He looked down into her face as he fucked her. She was red with excited heat and her eyes were rolled upward in their sockets so all he could see were little white slits through her partially closed eye lids.
"Fuck, so tight, so fucking tight!"
She had her legs wrapped around him, the heels of her feet digging into his hairy asscheeks. He loved the way it felt to have her thighs pressing against his sides. He never would have thought that fucking his own sister could be so great.
Humping and bucking wildly on the bed, his sister panted out words of lust. The words excited the young boy no end and he closed his eyes and thought only of the tight pussy squeezing around his cock like some wonderful velvet vise. He knew he could fuck her all day and all night for years and not get enough of her little cunt.
"Peter, Peter, just keep doing it to me, honey, just keep fucking my pussy. Unnnggg! Christ, baby, it's so fucking good! God, so good!"
"Yeah, yeah, good, Tina, I'll keep fucking you, baby. Fuck, I'll screw this little pussy of yours whenever you want!"
Peter felt his balls grow heavy as they filled with hot jism. He was on the verge of cumming and he knew it. Part of him wanted to cum immediately, but another part wanted to stave off the wondrous feeling for as long as possible.
"I'm gonna cum, Peter. Shit here goes, God. Fuck, I'm cumming, baby! I'm fucking cumming!"
His little sister wildly rammed her pelvis up into his for long moments, then moaned loudly and collapsed on the bed, panting and grunting. He continued to fuck her but she mewled aloud as if she were in pain.
"Are you okay?" he managed to pant out, pausing in mid-fuck as he did so.
"Yes, God yes, better than ever, doll; Christ, don't stop, just keep fucking me!"
Again he fucked her, stroking his long cock in and out of her, slowly and with great care now, thinking of how good it felt and how he would fuck her all the time from now on.
Her tits were pushing against his chest and her legs were wrapped around his back. Her pussy clung so tightly to his prick he thought he was going to cum right then.
"Tina, fuck, this is it, baby, this is fucking it!"
Lost in ecstasy, the young boy felt the hot load of jism shoot out the head of his cock into his sister's tight pussy. Again and again he spurted into her, draining himself completely. It was completely unlike any sexual experience he had had that day, and he had had quite a few of them. There was something so tremendously sexy about fucking his own sister…
"That was great, Peter," Tina moaned.
He mumbled an agreement and pulled his wet prick out of her cute little cunt.
"I wonder if I can get you horny again," the young girl whispered huskily, putting her hand down to her brother's cock.
"If you try real hard, I think you can," he said with a laugh.