Jeany had a rough two days. Since all that had happened with her Uncle Bill up at that old abandoned house, she'd been half crazy. She tried cold showers first. But being naked in a cold shower just made things worse. As soon as she stepped out of the icy spray, her thoughts would turn to sex again. And there she'd be naked as a jaybird, her body inviting her fingers to touch. Touch she would. Touch until she would lean against the sink and cry out in an agony of empty organ. It wasn't enough.
At night she turned and twisted and tried to get to sleep. She even wore gloves so that she couldn't excite herself. But before an hour would slip by, the gloves would be off, her fingertips would be dipped into ajar of cold cream and she'd be spread there on her back, both fingers massaging her cunt to a raging climax.
She thought of Bill almost all of the time. She could remember his tongue going in and out of her hole. And when she thought of that, she'd have to put a couple of fingers in to make it seem more real.
On Wednesday her folks went out to a party and said they'd be late getting home. Jeany tried to busy herself with something. She braided her blonde hair and painted her nails and toenails a dark red. Whenever she started thinking of sex she went to the kitchen and drank a cold glass of water. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans so she wouldn't be tempted to touch herself. But the denims were so tight that they kept creeping up between her cuntlips. The soft rub of her satiny underwear didn't help at all. She padded barefoot to the living room and slouched in a chair to watch some dumb program. Anything to get her mind off sex.
Rick came in from an early date and went to the kitchen. She heard him pop the top off a beer and rummage for a Mack. When he came back he slumped on the sofa and stared straight ahead.
"Anything wrong?" Jeany asked.
"Lousy date, that's all." He sipped his beer. Though she was a little scared of her brother after their tussle on the bed a week or so ago, she still felt strong affection for him. Maybe it ran in the family. Her Uncle Bill had certainly enjoyed eating her hot little cunt out.
"Would you get me a beer, too? The folks won't know."
Rick came back from the kitchen with a cold one and opened it for her. He stood there by her chair and watched her take the first sip.
"Since you turned eighteen, you sure ask a lot of questions," he said, smiling again.
"Well, a girl has to know what to expect."
"I can show you that."
"Like you did the other night," she huffed. "No thanks." She pretended to be watching the program. Rick sat on the sofa again. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. The program got dumber and dumber but Jeany tried hard to watch it. She certainly wasn't going to go upstairs and rip off her jeans and take care of business. She was going to go one night at least without bringing herself to a sobbing climax. A snore from the sofa told her that Ricky had dozed off. The program was really dumb now. She couldn't follow the story at all. Just the story in her own head. Her Uncle Bill's mouth glistening in the moonlight as he lowered it again to suck at her teen-age juices. She could remember the way her clit had looked all coated with his spit.
"Ohhhh, God help me," she breathed, looking at Rick again to make sure he was asleep. Then she unbuttoned the front of her denims. Three buttons gave her the room she needed. She slid her slender hand down the front of her panties and sank into the deep cushion of the chair. The clingy nylon was plastered to her dripping cuntlips. She peeled it away gingerly and stretched it to the side. Then she pressed a fingertip to the plump, hot lips. They parted with a wet snick and she went deep to the nub of her hunger.
Her hips began a slow up and down movement. Her ass pinched tight with the tension that built steadily. Her finger made a soft, sucking sound as she moved it forward and back, forward and back. Rubbing that hot little head of pleasure. Ohhh, God, it was the best thing in the world. The very best. But her clothing seemed to be inhibiting her tonight. She wasn't used to bringing herself off while dressed. She could usually slide into bed early and have the freedom of complete nakedness to enjoy her lust.
Puffing her fingers slowly from her panties, she got up and went to the downstairs bedroom. The blanket at the foot of the bed would be perfect. She draped it across her arm and returned to the front room. As Rick continued to more, she quickly undressed, folding her little top and her jeans in a pile beside the chair. Her tits bounced as she got snuggled in the chair again and spread the blanket around her. With it pulled up around her neck she was completely hidden from view. She'd loft her panties on, but then she often finger-fucked with her panties on.
"Ohhh. This is better!" she whispered to herself. Her fingers went eagerly to her pussy again and she pulled the crotchband aside and dug deep in the slippery folds. Her cherry had been split a little wider by Bill's tongue and she was able to get her pinky in and the next finger, too.
Spearing herself with a gentle rhythm, she massaged her clit with her thumb. Her eyes blinked heavily as the waves of pleasure flowed over her skin. She was sitting tailor fashion, her slit stretched wide for its loving.
"Ohhhhh, wow! Ohhhh, God."
Jeany closed her eyes completely and let her head lay back. The television rattled on, but she wasn't listening anymore. Her finger sucked and dipped in her pussy. She was thinking of so many nice things. A field full of cocks growing upwards. She was dressed only in a filmy gown as she pranced through them. They beat against her ankles, touched her calves. Then, on an especially big one, she squatted down. The head of it brushed her pussy open and she bent further, letting it skewer her. Throwing her head up to the sun she bounced up and down on the prick until she was crying out in the throes of orgasm.
Back in her own living room, Jeany felt her passions beat exquisitely close to final release. And then the blanket was suddenly stripped from her body. Her brother stood there before her. He hadn't been asleep at all. He was just standing there in his cowboy shirt and nothing else at all. His big cock throbbed up and down. It wasn't as big as her uncle's, but it was big!
"Ricky! What are you doing?"
"I was going to ask you the same question," he said, falling onto his knees before her. She tried to push her way out of the chair but her muscles were weak and trembling from the things she'd been doing. Rick shoved her back and grabbed her panties. He had them off in a blink, muffled them against his mouth and nose.
"It's been just waiting to happen," he said, looking at her cunt. Then he grabbed her knees and pushed them wide. His face sank into her steamy wetness and Jeany cried out and squirmed with panic. In less than a minute her frantic cries had turned to gasping moans. Her brother's tongue knew more about her than she did herself!
"Ricky, we can't! Ohhhh, God! We just can't!"
"Shhh," he soothed, licking her with furious, loud swath of his tongue.
She felt herself slipping down into the chair. Her lap were up over the tops of her brother's shoulders.
"I… I…" Jeany's mind spun. "I've been so hot lately. I can't keep my fingers out of myself." She blushed as she said this, but Rick believed her and that was all that mattered. She couldn't ever toil him that Uncle Bill had done that to her with his tongue on the hood of his petrol car.
"I've been wanting you so bad lately." Rick said, his fingers dosing around her tits. "So what if we are brother and sister. If we want to bring pleasure to each other, it doesn't matter."
"It does too matter," Jeany protested but then Rick was teasing her clit with his tongue again and she squirmed half sideways in the chair as the storm of radiant pleasure choked off her words.
"Come on. Let's fuck."
"Nhhhooo!"
Rick pulled her up and pushed her down across the sofa. She struggled to get away but he fell on top of her and wiggled his hips between her thighs. She beat against his chest and tossed her head but his strong hands gouged her thighs apart and she felt the head of his cock pressing her clit. It was as hot as she was.
But she managed to slip a knee between his thighs and bring it up. She felt his balls being flattened up against his body and Rick had to roll to the side. She was scrambling up over the back of the sofa when he dragged her back.
"Okay, if that's the way you want it."
He had his belt loose from his jeans and was wrapping it around her wrists. He bound them behind her narrow back and tested the job to make sure she couldn't wiggle a hand free.
"Oh, God, noo."
He picked her up and carried her in his arms, her blonde braids flailing. He went upstairs and into his bedroom. Jeany knew that when he went back downstairs he was going to clean up all the evidence. Her panties and clothes would be placed in her bedroom and the door closed as if she were asleep. Her folks never disturbed her when the door was closed. But she wouldn't be in her bed at all! She'd be tied in her brother's room, her body naked.
Rick closed the door, turned off the light and flicked on his hi-fi. A soft, mood piece played as he lit a candle. It reminded Jeany of that night up by Rollinsville when she'd watched Uncle em fuck that strange girl on a blanket.
"You know this can't happen," she told her brother. He peeled off his shirt so that he was completely naked now. She watched him rub the skin of his cock until it lengthened again. She writhed on the bed, gasping to be let go.
He positioned her on the edge of the bed and made her hook her knees over his shoulders. The position frightened Jeany. It made the outer lips of her blonde-fringed pussy stretch wide. She was completely vulnerable to her brother now and he knew it. With her hands tied under her back like that she could only whine and give him helpless looks. He stood on the rug, leaning forward across her nakedness. His cock grazed her slit and she felt it picking up her dripping juices. Then he placed the engorged head against her cherry. Jeany began to sob.
"I'm still a virgin, Rick! I've never done it with a guy before."
"Why not me for the first one?" ho smiled, caressing the plump lips of her cunt. His foreskin slipped back to expose the rest of his pricktip. He leaned forward a little more and her membrane stretched up into her. Then he bent down to lick her tits. With her body in that position his tongue was terribly naughty things to her nipples. She couldn't believe how excited that made her get. She was quickly returning to the state she'd fingered herself into earlier. Try as she might to control her passion, Rick's tongue cut through what little resistance she could muster. She toned her had and sobbed for him to stop.
"I'll let you toil me when you want it," he breathed opening his lips again to suck one of her breast sweetly between his teeth. She felt the nipple slipping in, felt him bite it. She wallowed her chest frantically, overcome with the rush of sharp pleasure that she felt. Her voice was a trill of little whimpers. The delicate flesh that was so swollen between her cuntlips had swollen even more. It actually hugged the surface of her brother's glans, wetting it with lubrication. She tried to keep her hips still, but the way Rick was leaning forward he was only touching her at two places. Her tit and her cunt. She could see his muscled belly heaving as he sucked the other breast into his mouth and continued to rock his cocktip against her half-torn cherry.
"Whuuuhhh… ohhhh, I don't know what's happening to me!" Ricky kissed her neck.
"You will in a second," he gasped, "and you'll love it. You'll die for more of it when I'm through."
"Ohhhhh, Ricky," she cried, jerking her arms. Her brother's belt only tightened around her wrists and she knew that she would have to let him have her. He was going to fuck her. Her own brother would be sliding his cock into her belly!
"Nhhhoooo… ohhhh, we'll go to hell for this."
"It sure will be fun getting there," Rick whispered, gnawing on her earlobe until the jolts of pleasure left her breathless again.
"It's hurting. I can feel myself being torn."
"I told you I won't fuck you till you beg for it." He eased his cock up her slit until she felt her clit being rubbed by the spongy-smooth thing. Now her hips lurched more violently. She knew that her hole wasn't endangered. At least not for the moment. And that little nub of sensitivity just had to be scratched. It was tingling with an itch of maddening pleasure.
"You… ohhhh, shit," she cried, her slim hips plunging now as her brother pressed his glans against her clit. The juices spilled from her crevice, dripped down her crack. Her nipples had turned hard and throbbing. They jutted up like small fingers begging to be sucked. Rick noticed and turned his attention to them once again. As he pulled one deep into his mouth Jeany squealed with the consuming joy that pulsed through her steadily now. She was a writhing, squirming animal, wanting more affection and even more!
"I'm getting so hot I feel crazy. Like I don't care about anything anymore."
"Yeah, darling sister… yeah…"
"Oh, Ricky, aren't you afraid?"
"Not a damned bit," he groaned, holding her face between his palms while he kissed her. He kissed her again.
And now she was full of throbbing hot cock. Her brother's cock!
"Ohhhhhh, Ricky! It's wonderful… wonderful!"
Though the belt binding her wrists did hurt a little, she found that it added to hot excitement. She really felt helpless under her brother's driving hips. He was taking her without her having any say at all.
Yes, she was bleeding but it was so good to have her brother's cock sliding in and out. How could it fit so easily? It was tight, yes. But her buttery juices were making up for the close fit. She plunged her ass around in jerky circles as he rutted deep against her womb. Her legs were still hooked over her brother's shoulders, stretching her so helplessly that she wondered if her hot little cunt would ever be the same after this.
Then her brother did something strange. He eased his cock out of her hole, teased her clit with the head of it and stood up. She was hanging off the edge of the mattress, both feet kicking in the air, bottom working up and down. Once more Jeany tried to jerk her hands free but the belt held.
"Ricky, what's wrong?" She was panting so hard she could barely speak.
"Just wanted to sac how much you're enjoying yourself," he said. The glow from the candle made his cock glisten. She plunged her ass again and heard the wet snick of her petals opening and closing.
Ricky got down on the rug at her feet and lay back, hands under his head. He had a mischievous look in his eyes. But his cock had lost none of its rigidity. And that stiffness, that length made Jeany lick her lips. As perverse as her brother's game might be, she had to have it again. She rolled over onto her belly and wiggled off the bed onto her knees. Then she lurched across the rug as best she could, to where her brother waited. His cock was up along his belly, stuck there with the hot juice she'd swathed him with.
"That's the way sister," he teased, "come and get it."
"Damn you…" she muttered, almost falling. If she did, she wouldn't be able to catch herself. But she managed to straddle his body and slide her belly up along his. Then he grabbed her by both pigtails and pulled her dripping mouth down against his.
"Mmuuhhhh!" she gasped, nostrils flared with lust. She pumped her hot pussy against his cock uselessly. There was no way she could put it inside her with her hands tied.
"You really like to fuck now, don't you?"
"God yessss! Help me Rickeeee!" She kissed his mouth savagely, mashing her breasts down against his chest. She wallowed them back and forth, hoping that the tumid state of her nipples would excite him. Her crevice was opened around the hot shaft of his cock. But she could only rub up and down against it as it clung to her brother's belly. She couldn't get the angle right for it to slip inside her.
"Baby, baby," he breathed, kissing her again.
"Ohhhh. Put it in me! Put it in me or I'll die!"
"What if I untied your hands?"
"Oh, do! Please turn me loose!"
"Would you suck me first?"
"I'll do anything," she cried, jerking at the belt again. Rick unbuckled it for her and she grabbed his cock with a moan of hunger. She was so wild now that the head of it pushed into the back of her throat before she knew what she was doing. She gagged and her stomach bucked but she pulled her tongue along the tender underside until she heard Ricky grunt with pleasure.
Then she was grabbing it with both hands at the base. It was so slippery with cunt juice and saliva that she had to grasp it hard. She worked her plunging cunt up so she could place the bulging head against her newly speared hole. With a suck his prick went into her and she gave a shuddering sigh and let her head flop to the side. She was a squirming, dancing nymph astride his wonderful cock! She arched her back and sat up straight, knees bent at his sides as she squirmed her way down onto it. Then she felt his balls pressing against her mound and knew that she had him good and deep. The look on Ricky's face was one of absolute joy. And it occurred to Jeany that part of fucking was knowing that the other person was getting off good too.
"Ohhhhhh. Goddamn. Ohhhh, Rickeeee. I'm coming! I don't want to. I want it to last!"
"God, me, too. Ohhhhhh, sweet sister! Kiss me, baby, kiss me!" He grabbed her and pulled her down against him as her trim ass bobbed and squirmed. The tot, wet sound of their fucking was wonderful. She closed her eyes and plunged so that that rigid thing went deep and came out again. Once it slipped away from her hole and she had to fumble with both hands to find it and put it back. But then she was sliding backwards again, her lap stretched out straight now, closed tightly between her brother's thighs. She could really make her pussy tight like that and knew by Rick's breathing that it was tearing him up.
She tightened her thighs even harder, closing her velvet soft tube down around him until he was gasping for air, his fingers digging into the flesh of her ass. She fucked him like she might never fuck again. She fucked him so hard that at last he hooked his legs up around hers. Ricky came with a growl, his mouth searching and finding her own. Then she was jerking, crying, climaxing with hot jolts of breathless pleasure. They rolled over and over on the rug, Ricky gaining the top now so he could throw her thighs wide and press his spurting glans up against her womb.
"Ahhhhh! Yuuhhhh," she cried, not caring that he was biting her tit.
"Ohhhh, fuck!"
"Harder. Do it harder!"
"…feels like I'm coming a quart," he babbled, getting her ear between his teeth. They wrestled and fought until exhaustion overcame their hot excitement Jeany lay there for a long time with her pussy still spasming tightly around the thick hilt of her brother's penis. Then he wilted and dipped out.
"Do you want to go back to your room?" he asked after a long while.
"Yet I'd better…"
"But what?"
She looked down at her trembling hands. "I want you to came with me. I want you to fuck me again. And maybe again and again and…" He crushed her in his arms and Jeany closed her eyes and kissed Rick's muscled chest. God she was happy!