Mike kicked his legs over the edge of the bed and listened carefully. When Kevin didn't return quickly, he assumed that he had either gone outside to take a leak or was sitting in the kitchen with a late-night beer. Either one was okay with him – Kevin was gone and that's all Mike was really concerned about.
Mike went slowly through the living room and past Jan's bedroom, hearing nothing. Peeking in the kitchen, he found it empty.
Where the hell is Kevin? he thought. Then a second thought entered his head, sending cold shivers of fear through his spine. What if Kevin had gone outside to piss and Desiree was there waiting for him? As he stepped outside, Mike didn't know what he would find. He, like Kevin, wore only his shorts to bed. And, though he was in the country, far from anyone who would call the police about his near nudity, Mike felt mildly embarrassed about being outside.
Desiree stepped out from behind the black Chevy van. She was smiling broadly, her nipples hard, her tits wiggling. Desiree was giggling, knowing that Mike hadn't seen her yet and knowing that he was scared shitless.
"Hey there, soldier! Looking for a good time?" Desiree said in her most tartish voice. "If so, I can fill your ticket." In the moonlight, Desiree was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen. Her gleaming red lips reflected the moon's glow, and it was obvious to Mike that she had gone to great lengths to be an erotic vision especially for him.
"You look beautiful," Mike murmured, standing motionless to drink up Desiree's beauty with his eyes.
Desiree leaned against the van, grinning even more broadly. She knew what she was doing to her brother. Desiree had taken out her "seduction clothes" as she called them.
The outfit was purchased through the mail, used only on the occasions when Desiree had a special man she wanted to really turn-on. It started with a black-lace bra with half cups that held Desiree's thirty-eight-inch tits up, but revealed her large areolas and pointed nipples.
Around her waist, a matching black-lace garter belt was holding up black-silk nylons, and the bikini panties were so brief that they hardly concealed Desiree's pussy hair. On her feet were high-heeled sandals that made the brunette look several inches taller than she actually was.
"Like what you see?" Desiree giggled.
"Don't you know it! Damn! I could eat you live!"
"I'd like that." Desiree was calm, assured. Her beauty was no secret to her. Countless men had worshiped her body and begged to fuck her. Some even offered her money and those people were quickly dismissed as not worthy of fucking.
"Let's get in the van," Mike said.
The back of the big van was perfect for fucking. A mattress there had been used plenty of times by Kevin and Mike when they had dates who were hot to fuck.
Desiree got in the van after Mike and closed the sliding side door. Even before she had turned to face her brother, he had her in his arms. He pulled her back, stretching her supple body over his.
"Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Mike had Desiree's back against his stomach, and he reached around her, grabbing her tits and mashing them in his paw-like hands. His fingers tweaked her hard nipples, rolling and tugging on them.
Her smooth, perfumed neck seemed to draw Mike's lips, and he didn't resist. He kissed Desiree's hot, silky neck.
"Ahhhh!" Desiree purred, cocking her head to one side so Mike had more room. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Mike attacked Desiree like a big cat tearing apart its kill. It took him only a few seconds to spin Desiree around and take off her panties. Mike decided that since her cone-shaped nipples were exposed, it might be sexier to fuck her with her bra on. Besides, it went with the rest of her hookeresque outfit, and he liked to play fantasy games as much as she.
With Desiree on her back, Mike straddled her upper body and grabbed her by the hair. He jerked her head up and pulled her face to his balls.
"Lick 'em!" he hissed vehemently. "Lick my hairy nuts."
Desiree's face was jammed into Mike's crotch, and she was immediately aware of the musky aroma of his skin. The scent made her pussy tingle, even if her head did smart slightly from having her hair pulled.
His hairy ball sac was mashed against Desiree's lips, and she flicked her tongue out, scraping it over his balls. Desiree tried to figure out when Mike had had the time to take off his shorts, but before she could give it much thought he used a finger to open her mouth and stuff a fat ball between her lips.
"Mmmmm!" moaned Desiree, careful not to injure the sensitive ball. She worked her tongue slowly in circles around in her mouth, rubbing the nut, making his ball moist.
Mike held Desiree's head in his hands, keeping her face held between his thighs. She rested back on both elbows and his tensed thighs rubbed against her already-hard nipples.
"Suck 'em, damn you! Now the other one! Take it in your mouth and suck it!" Mike laced his fingers together under Desiree's head so he wouldn't have to pull her hair, then shook his hips from side to side, rubbing his halls against her face.
"Uh! Uggg!" Desiree gasped, trying to get his other ball between her lips. She licked and tongued the sac, lashing at the flesh to make it moist with her spit.
"You want me to fuck you? Damn it, I'll fuck you! I'll fuck you till you can't fucking walk!"
Mike poised the bulbous head of his cock at Desiree's lips and shoved viciously. His prick stretched her lips and rolled over her tongue as he stuffed her mouth with its length and hardness.
"Mmmmm! Ug! Mmmmm!" Desiree moaned, milking his giant cockshaft with her lips as his cock-meat fucked deeper in her mouth.
Mike fucked his prick between Desiree's lips, filling her mouth with his cock's hardness. Again and again he fucked his throbbing cock through the oval of her lips. Their eyes locked as they stared at each other. It was a savage act of pure animal lust – and that's precisely the way they both wanted it! His cock slid part way down Desiree's throat and her eyes watered. Her cheeks were sunken in, molding wetly to his fucking prickshaft and cockhead as his prick fucked her lips. She worked her tongue in short stabs against his bulbous prick-knob and along the underside of his hard cockshaft. A thin trickle of spit escaped her lips and ran down the side of her face, just under her ear.
Mike was jack-knifed in the van, bent almost in half as he pulled his sister's face up to fuck his throbbing cock down her throat. He could tell by the look in her watery eyes that his cock was fucking too deeply for her, but he didn't care. He was going to fuck her and fuck her… anyway he liked.
Desiree's fingers were splayed out, pressing against the plush carpet as she held her upper body up. She wished that Mike would be more gentle with her, let her suck on his prick rather than fucking her face as he was doing. Still, she was happy to have such a thick, hard cock fucking with such energy in her mouth, and experience had taught her that the cum she would soon be getting would be a mouthful and more.
Mike's massive chest heaved as the rising heat in his balls became an inferno. His prick fucked wetly into Desiree's mouth again and again as he pulled her face against his body. Her smooth cheeks rubbed against his straining thighs, warming them. He saw how her red lips ovaled massively around this fat cock, and the look in her eyes was a mixture of fear, pain, lust and pleasure.
Cum boiled in Mike's big balls and he grunted, fighting the cum back. He jerked Desiree's face up harder and faster, fucking more of his aching cock down her throat than ever before.
Desiree accepted Mike's throat-torturing cock, whimpering and slurping as she tasted the salty fuck juice that oozed from his cockhead's tip. She dug her long fingernails into the carpet and squeezed his fucking cockhead with her full, supple lips when Mike reared back, then gulped down his prick-meat as his cock was fucked back into her mouth and throat.
"Uh! Ohhhh! You cocksucking bitch!" Mike hissed, feeling the heat rise in his balls. "I'm gonna cum! Fucking bitch! I'm gonna cum in your mouth! Ohhhh! Uh!"
Desiree gasped and choked as Mike's massive cockhead throbbed in her throat. She dug her fingernails into the carpet and thought a thousand times that she would fight Mike and demand that he either be kinder to her or find someone else to suck his cock. But then, just when she was sure she couldn't take any more prick into her mouth – just when the tears were streaming from her eyes and she was about to fight for escape from Mike's throat-stretching prick – his cockhead slammed into her throat and shot a thick, creamy jet of cum straight into her stomach.
"Suck it!" Mike howled, jerking Desiree's head up to fuck his erupting cock deep in her throat once again.
The forceful jets of cum spurted steadily, one after another, down Desiree's throat, against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. She had to swallow constantly to get the entire load of Mike's balls down to her stomach.
And, finally, when he had shot every last drop of his cum into Desiree's body, he unlaced his fingers and let her head fall with a thump to the floor of the van.
"You're a real sweetheart, you know that?" Desiree said sarcastically. "It would have been easier to take your arm down my throat. That club you call a cock damn near choked me!"
Mike opened the cooler in the van and pulled out the last beer in there. It was warm, but it was beer and after shooting his balls he needed a drink and a cigarette.
They chatted for a few minutes and then Desiree curled up between Mike's legs and sucked his cock until his prick was a big, pulsating pole of quivering meat again. Her "hooker clothes" really turned Mike on, made him want to fuck his sister all the more, so when she wrapped her silk-clad thighs around his hips and he fitted his cockhead against her pussylips, his whole body trembled.
Mike shot his nuts off four times and Desiree came six times before they went back in the house. The sun was just coming up over the horizon when they decided to wait for another day before thrashing their bodies together again.