"Do you fuck Chuck? Or just jerk him off?" Joey asked his sister.
"None of your bees wax," Betty said. "Come on, you can tell me," Joey said. "I already know that you jerk him off. Are you a virgin? Is that why you jerk him off?"
"Look who's talking about being a virgin," Betty said.
Joey had be waiting for a chance to tell his sister about his getting laid. And this was it.
"I'm not a virgin," Joey announced proudly. "Not anymore."
"Sure," Betty said sarcastically. But when her brother merely smiled, she began to believe him. "Did you really get laid? Really?"
Joey told her about what had happened in the college library.
"Wow, she must have been a real strange girl," Betty said.
"Oh, it was pretty strange," Joey agreed. "But so what? A cunt's a cunt!"
"You boys are all alike," Betty said. "You would probably fuck a goat if you could"
"Sure, do you know any around here?" Joey teased.
They were sitting on Betty's bed, and she hit him with a pillow suddenly.
"Now you tell me," Joey said as he put the pillow aside. "Do you and Chuck fuck?"
Betty hesitated before telling her brother that they didn't. In fact, Betty claimed to be a virgin.
"You really should try it," Joey said. "It's wonderful."
He liked talking about sex with his sister. And he hoped it would lead somewhere. He would settle for another hand job. But he hoped for more. Now that he knew how terrific fucking was, he was even more eager for it than before.
"That's what Chuck keeps telling me," Betty said. "But I keep him satisfied."
"Yeah, with your hand," Joey said.
"You seemed to like it all right when I jerked you off," she said. "Besides that's not all I do for him."
"It's not?" Joey asked. "What else do you do?"
"Why do you ask?" Betty said nonchalantly. Joey could tell that his sister was telling him the truth. The only thing besides a hand job she could be giving Chuck was a blow job. The idea of his sister sucking a cock excited him.
"You suck his prick, don't you?" Joey said.
"Wouldn't you like to know," Betty said.
He would like to know. And more than that, he would like to try one of his sister's blow jobs. But how could he talk her into giving him one?
Joey was good at bargaining. He knew if you wanted something, it was a good idea to ask for even more. Them you could compromise and get what you originally wanted.
"Blow jobs are nothing compared to fucking, though," Joey said, "You know, you and I could fuck. Then you would see how great it is."
"If I don't let Chuck fuck me, I'm not going to let you fuck me," Betty said.
"Come on," Joey said. "I'll bet you'd love it."
"Just imagine a big, hard cock filling your cunt."
Joey could see that his words were having their effect on his sister. The look in her eyes showed the lust she felt.
Moving closer to his sister, Joey reached out and touched her thigh. When she didn't push his hand away or move her thigh, Joey moved even closer.
They hadn't done anything since Betty had jerked him off. So he didn't know what to expect. But he was getting more confident.
Now he was sitting right next to her, leaning against the headboard of the bed. Joey pressed his fingertips into the firm flesh of her bare tits.
"Let me stick a finger in your cunt," he said. "If you like that, then I'll stick my prick in."
Joey thought he might get fucked, after all, but he would happily settle for a blow-job.
He pushed his face to his sister's. And as be kissed her, he slipped his fingers up the short leg of her cut-off jeans. But Betty pulled her face from his and pushed his hand away from her thigh.
Now that boy had been fucked once, though, he was much less shy. Rather than grab his sister again, he decided to try another strategy.
Remembering how passionate she acted the last time the got hot, Joey thought he might heat her up by undressing. At least he would have the fun of exposing himself, he thought.
So as he sat down beside his sister, he began unfastening his pants.
"What do you think you're doing?" Betty asked.
"What does it look like?" Joey answered as he lifted his ass and pulled down his pants.
His prick was stiff, naturally. And it held the waistband of his shorts away from his stomach. Through the white cotton of his shorts the shape of his fat prick-head was etched.
Joey could almost feel his sister's gaze on his hidden cock. If she were going to stop him, she would have stopped him by now, it seemed. The protruding front of Joey's shorts moved up and down as his prick throbbed. Joey let his sister watch that for a while before pulling down his shorts.
He looked at her face. Just as he thought, she was staring at his crotch. By the time he stuck his thumbs into his shorts and began pulling them down, he was panting in lust. So was Betty.
Ever so slowly, Joey lowered his underpants. The tip of his prick peeked out. Then his shaft appeared, inch by inch. And finally, his balls were exposed, lying in the valley between his thighs. After taking his shorts off completely, he slipped his T-shirt over his head.
"Imagine having that thing up your cunt," Joey said as he took his prick in his hand.
"Feel it," he said. "Go ahead."
He grabbed his sitter's wrist and brought her hand to his prick. She didn't resist. And Joey couldn't wait to feel the sensation of having a girl's hand on his cock again.
Betty wrapped her fingers around his shaft. Now Joey knew he was at least going to get another hand job. But he wanted more.
Almost automatically, Betty began sliding the loose skin up and down over the stiff core of Joey's cock. It took a lot of will power to stop her. But Joey did. He knew, however, if he had let her slide her fist up and down a few more times, he wouldn't have been able to stop her.
"Take your clothes off," Joey said. "Come on, undress."
"No," Betty whispered as she reached for his prick again.
"Come on, I'll help you," Joey said.
He took his sister's buttons between his fingers and began opening her blouse.
"Let me jerk you off!" Betty said.
"Okay, but get undressed first," Joey argued.
He hoped that once she was naked he could talk her into fucking, or at least giving him a blow job. In any case, he longed to see her naked body again. And he would love to stick a finger in her cunt.
Betty let him open her blouse. Soon Joey was looking at her tits again.
He rolled onto his side and put his face to his sister's chest. He kissed her tits, then began sucking them. And as he did, he unfastened her pants.
"Oh-h-h-h-h-h," Betty moaned as Joey stuffed his mouth with one of her big, loose boobs.
Now she wasn't going to stop him from pulling her pants off, he knew. But that didn't mean she was going to fuck him. She had been out of her mind with passion that last time, and she hadn't let him stick his prick into her cunt.
But now that he knew she gave Chuck blow jobs. Joey thought she might give him one, too.
Joey lifted his head from Betty's tits. Then he pulled her pans down, just like last time. And, just like last time, Betty kept her eyes on his jerking prick.
The sight of his sister's naked body had the same effect on Joey it had the last time he longed to fuck her so badly he could taste it.
When he had her pants off Joey found himself kneeling beside Betty's legs. Her cunt lay a few feet in front of him. All he had to do was reach out and touch it.
But before doing that, he lifted one of his sister's knees. Then he pulled her leg aside. When her crotch opened and her cunt-lips spread, Joey's mouth opened in awe. He could see the inner lips of her twat.
He could even seen the inner lips he wanted so badly to stick his prick into.
He reached for her gaping cunt. Again he watched his fingers filling it.
"U-u-u-u-u-u!" Betty moaned as Joey reached up her cunt with his long middle finger.
Having his finger back up his sister's pussy was wonderful. It brought back the memory of fucking Patty in the library. He moved his finger in and out of his sister's cunt slowly. At the same time, he stirred his finger around and around.
"Doesn't that feel good?" Joey asked.
"Oh, yes-s-s-s," Betty said as she wiggled her hips in heat.
Joey moved his finger faster and deeper. Then, when his sister was gyrating crazily, he pulled his finger out.
"No-o-o-o!" Betty cried.
She reached for her brother's hand. She wanted it back at her snatch. But he was already mounting her.
Joey thought this was it. Suddenly, though, Betty shoved him away. It seemed to be the same story as last time.
"Let me blow you," Betty said.
So it wasn't to be like last time, key thought. His strategy had worked. And he was in for a real treat.
"First rub me off," Betty said.
That sounded fair enough. Joey would love to rub his sister off. But he didn't know what she meant.
When he hesitated, Betty took his hand and placed it on her cunt. Then she put the tip of his middle finger between her hairy cunt-lips.
"Here," she said. "Rub me right here."
When he began rubbing, Betty began writhing. With his finger near the front of her slot, Joey was able to make his sister twist and jerk just by pressing harder or rubbing faster.
This must be her clit, he thought. He'd heard of a clit, but had never been sure what it was.
"Now stick your finger up my cunt again," Betty whispered. "Yeah-h-h-h! Now rub my clit some more! Ah-h-h-h-h!"
Following her instructions, boy soon had his sister wild with lust. She was going into such fits of pleasure she made Patty's passion in the library pale in comparison. And Joey was only using his finger on his sister. What would happen if he could fuck her?
"E-e-e-e-e-e-e!" Betty wailed.
In her lust she lifted her ass right off the bed.
Her body arched, only her feet and shoulders touching the mattress. Then she let herself drop with a bounce. Then she arched her back again, lifting her ass and cunt.
Joey had all he could do to keep his fingers in her bouncing twat. The state of excitement he was in made it even more difficult to follow his sister's pussy. But he managed. After all, there was a nice reward waiting for him.
"Oh-h-h-h-h, Joey?" Betty cried desperately. "You're making me come. Yeah-h-h-h-h!" Watching his sister come as he rubbed her pussy was wonderful. But Joey couldn't help being impatient. So to hurry things along, he put more pressure on his sister's clit and rubbed as fast as could.
"A-a-a-a-a-a!" Betty wailed. "E-e-e-a-a-h-h!"
Joey loved watching his sister in her ecstasy. And knowing that he was responsible made it even better.
Finally, Betty slapped her thighs closed. She trapped Joey's hand, making it stop. She looked as though she had had enough.
Covered with sweat, her mouth wide open and her chest heaving. Betty looked wrung out. Joey hoped she wouldn't be too tired to suck his cock.
"Wow, that was nice," she said breathlessly.
Then she lay there breathing hard and wiping sweat from her face.
Joey was getting worried. She wouldn't have said she was going to blow him just to get him to rub her off, would she? He wondered.
"You said you would blow me," he reminded her.
Betty giggled.
Joey couldn't help worrying.
"What's your hurry?" she asked. "Can't I catch my breath first?"
"Sure, sure," he said. "Take your time." Now that he was reassured that she was still going to suck his cock, he felt better. He was still anxious, though. After all, he'd dreamed about sticking his prick into a chick's mouth for a long time. But he never thought it would really happen.
Finally, Betty rolled onto her side. She reached for her brother's twitching cock, then dragged herself down beside his thighs.
Joey was burning with passion. He watched his sister, not quite believing what he saw.
Bringing her face over his prick, Betty's hanging tits were dragged onto one of his thighs. Slowly her face descended until her mouth was only an inch above his prick-head.
In a flash, her tongue appeared, then disappeared again. But Joey felt her soft, hot tongue wipe across his prick's swollen knob. That contact with her tongue made his cock vibrate.
Betty's tongue flashed again. It licked the underside of his cock-head this time.
"Huh-h-h!" Joey gasped.
Betty was holding the base of her brother's prick and she began covering the whole head with licks.
"Ah-h-h!" Joey moaned.
Betty held her tongue out rigidly. Then she moved it up and down Joey's shaft and around the collar of his prick-head.
Every touch of Betty's soft tongue on Joey's cock made the boy flinch. But when she opened her mouth wide and took his prick into it, Joey began squirming uncontrollably.
This was even better than having his prick in a pussy, Joey thought. His sister's hot mouth squeezed his cock-head. Her tongue wiggled beneath it.
"M-m-m-m," Joey moaned softly.
Betty was sucking him hungrily. And as she did, she cupped his balls in her hand, rolling them around gently.
Now Joey was arching his back in fits of passion.
Slowly at first, then faster, Betty began lifting and lowering her head. Joey's prick was sliding in and out of her mouth.
"Ah-h-h, oh-h-h," he sighed every time his prick slid over his sister's tongue.
Her teeth were scraping the high ridge around his prick-head. It hurt slightly but it seemed the pain only made the blow job more exciting.
Before long, Betty's head was bobbing up and down with a fast, steady rhythm. And Joey was writhing with outlandish passion under her rising and falling head.
"Betty!" Joey cried. "I'm going to come!"
Joey didn't know what his sister was going to do. He hoped she wouldn't merely abandon his prick now that it was about to spew his jism. But he didn't expect to see her continue sucking him. That's what she did, though.
"I'm going to come," Joey warned her again.
But the girl only made her head bob faster. Now she was jerking the skin of his prick up and down with her hand, too.
"Ah-h-h-h!" Joey cried as the searing sensation of a fabulous orgasm filled his cock and balls.
Betty was making loud gulping sounds.
She was swallowing his jism, Joey realized in his ecstasy. And knowing that made his orgasm even better.
Joey writhed, and Betty sucked until he was dry. Even so, she kept his prick in her mouth, sucking every trace of his cum from his shrinking cock.
By the time Betty lifted her face, dropping her brother's cock from her mouth, he was soft and spent.
"There, how was that?" Betty asked with a smile.
"Oh, Betty," Joey sighed. "That was the best thing that's ever happened to me."
"Better than fucking?" she asked.
Joey thought for a minute. "At least as good," he said.
"So you see," Betty said, "I'm not deriving Chuck by not fucking him. He's happy with my blow jobs."
"Who wouldn't be?" Joey said happily.