Marcy was not prepared when her father told her and her brother his big news. It seemed so utterly absurd that Marcy wanted to laugh. But she could see that he was dead serious and it definitely wasn't a laughing matter.
"If he marries her on Sunday," her brother Sam said later, "then you can count on me being out of this house on Monday. There's no way in hell I'm going to stick around with that gold digging bitch as a step-mother!"
"I'm with you there," Marcy said. "We both know the only reason Papa is getting married is because she's giving him great blow-jobs and fucking his brains out. Since he divorced mama he's been looking to get fucked and that's about it."
"You're absolutely right," Sam agreed. "He's not in love with her and I know she's not in love with him. She just wants an older man who'll take care of her."
Marcy's mind was spinning as she sought out some way she could convince her father not to get married. It wasn't that she didn't want him to be happy – she wanted that more than even her own happiness. It was just that she knew that his intended bride would, soon make him completely miserable.
At eighteen, Marcy had grown up tough and confident. She had honey blonde hair, which she usually pulled back into a messy pony tail, with loose, slightly wavy strands falling down to frame her face. Her blue eyes were dazzling and her mouth was made to give pleasure.
Though she was a pretty girl, it wasn't just her face that drew the attention of men. Her body was a delicious 36-24-36, with firm, high tits and a tight cunt that could really milk the cum from a man's balls.
She was something of a tom-boy and nobody had seen Marcy in anything but jeans in years. The jeans she wore now as she stood in her bedroom, talking to Sam about their father's impending wedding, were very tight.
"You and I both know we've got to stop this wedding from taking place," Sam said, hands on his hips.
As he spoke, he eyed his younger sister's magnificently proportioned body. He could see her nipples standing out through the strap sleeved T-shirt she had on. The white T-shirt hugged her body tightly and showed the magnificence of her tits.
"We've got two days to make Papa see the light. We've got to get him thinking straight once again."
Marcy took a cigarette from the pack her brother had on the table near his bed. She lit it and inhaled deeply, feeling her brother's eyes on her tits. To her surprise, it rather pleased her to feel his lusty, hungry gaze on her tits.
"You're right. But what can we do?"
Marcy was shocked when she saw the glint of fire flash in Sam's eyes.
"Not we… you!" he said excitedly. "Me? What can I do?"
"Fuck him."
"What?" Marcy gasped, looking at her brother with a bewildered expression on her face. "What on earth are you talking about, Sam?"
"The only reason Papa is going to marry that bitch is because she's got her lips wrapped around his cock all the time." He stepped closer, his eyes burning brightly as he looked down at Marcy. "If you gave him a blow-job, then surely he'd realize that he is really being used by her that she's really not good at all."
Marcy's heart was thumping in her chest. She turned away from Sam, dragging hard on the filtered cigarette. There was something devilishly exciting to her about giving her own father a blow-job. Sometimes, as she lay in her bed at night finger-fucking herself gently, she would dream about Papa. Whenever he came to mind while she was fingering her clit she always came, pumping out her pussyjuice.
"I… I don't think. I could."
Though she said those words, Marcy couldn't help but notice that her nipples had gotten harder, more erect, prominently displaying themselves through her T-shirt.
"I'm sorry, Sam, but I just don't think I could."
She shivered a little when he moved up behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders. She could feel his presence as well as his hands.
"You must. For Papa's sake."
"I can't."
"You have to."
Marcy felt her resolve weakening, even though she didn't want it to. She had always thought that it was wrong to even think about fucking her own father. But that's exactly what she was thinking about as her, brother's hands massaged the muscles in her shoulders and neck, spreading a warmth from his fingers throughout her succulently curvaceous body.
When Sam's hands trailed down Marcy's arms, then slipped inside them to wind around her stomach, she gasped softly, keeping her back turned toward him. The fire in her cunt was burning even hotter, making her clit tingle madly and her head swim crazily.
"Stop this!" she pleaded, hating the tone of her words.
"I can't stop myself!" Sam replied, his breath burning against her ear. "I've got to have you, Marcy. And you've got to make sure you can help Papa. You've got to make sure you can do it by practicing on me."
She knew he was simply creating a reason for putting his hands on her body. But what shocked Marcy most was that she didn't care that Sam was lying. His crotch was rubbing against her ass and even through their pants she could feel its heat and hardness. Her cunt was getting moist, making her panties stick wetly to her pussylips.
"Stop it, Sam!" Marcy whispered, knowing that if her brother didn't stop now that she'd never be able to stop him.
He kissed the smooth arch of her neck, his teeth nibbling lightly at her golden skin. As he kissed Marcy, his hands moved slowly up the front of her body until he cupped her big, firm tits. He sank his fingers deep into the resilient mounds of tit-flesh, moaning his lust as he nuzzled her neck.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" Marcy sighed, turning her head to one side to give her brother enough room to kiss her neck and ear as he fondled her tits.
She started moving her hips around in a circular motion, rubbing her asscheeks back and forth over the angry lump of bone-hard cock that was trapped inside Sam's pants.
When Sam pulled Marcy's T-shirt up, she thought of stopping him. But then she realized that her own wanton, lusty desires were overpowering her. She moaned softly as his hands captured her tits, molding them, pinching the nipples.
"Damn you, Sam!" Marcy hissed, though there was really no anger in her tone.
Sam reached down, sliding his big hand up between Marcy's thighs. He cupped her crotch, surprised that her cunt was so hot he could feel her pussyjuice even through her jeans and panties. He rubbed his prick against her asscheeks, sliding his hips from side to side, wondering if his sister could take a cock the size of his own up her asshole.
"Get down, Marcy," Sam said, his tongue flicking over the blonde's ear. "Get down on your knees, take my cock out, and suck me. You've got to do it – for Papa."
Marcy's hands felt empty as she stood in her brother's bedroom. Her T-shirt was bunched up above her tits, with Sam's hand mauling them. He pinched and rolled her nipple, sometimes doing it so hard that he brought pain as well as pleasure to the horny eighteen-year-old.
The hand pressed tightly against her body, forcing her bikini panties to rub, against her cuntlips and clit. Marcy's breath came in ragged, uneven gulps as she felt her throbbing clit getting hotter by the second.
"Suck me," Sam repeated. "Get down on your knees and suck my cock! You know you want to."
Marcy turned around slowly, finally facing Sam. When she did his arms encircled her waist once again, crushing her voluptuous body to his as he kissed her feverishly on the mouth. His tongue was thrust between her lips.
She could not explain it. The feeling that being with her own brother was somehow wrong vanished as she sucked his tongue even deeper into her own mouth. Kissing him with equal passion, Marcy's hands trembled as she found his belt.
She jerked open his belt and pulled down the zipper of his pants. Opening his pants, Marcy gasped when her brother's awesome prick sprang out, brushing against her right hand.
"Get down," Sam said, his hands on Marcy's shoulders, pushing her toward the floor. "Get down on your knees and suck me."
Marcy kissed her brother's chin and sank to her knees in his bedroom. When she looked at the cock for the first time she almost lost her breath.
Sam's prick was one of the biggest the teenager had ever seen in her life. It jutted out from his body like a fleshy flag pole, tall and proud and defiant.
She gripped the cock in both hands, wrapping one fist over the other, gripping the gargantuan prick like a baseball bat. Her eyes drank in the massive size of the cock. Sam's pricktip was definitely the largest she'd ever seen in her life.
"Suck me, Marcy," Sam whispered, smoothing an errant strand of blonde hair away from his sister's eye as she kneeled before him, holding his cock in her hands. "Kiss my cock and show me how much you love sucking cock. Show me that you can make Papa happy."
Again Marcy didn't want to believe what she was doing, but there was no denying it. She worked her hands, over the cock, stroking it from the rim to the pricktip down to the very base of the shaft, then up toward the cockhead once again. As she stroked firmly on her brother's colossal prick, her big tits shook and jiggled from her chest, the pink nipples hard and tingling with excitement.
"You're huge," Marcy whispered, then planted a soft kiss on her brother's pisshole.
She kissed the cockhead several times as she worked her hands over the cockshaft. The throbbing prick was so thick that she couldn't touch her fingertips to her thumb with the cock in her fists.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Marcy allowed her tongue to slither out from between her lips and touch his cocktip.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned as her tongue played lightly along the clefted underside of her brother's cockhead.
Sam pushed his hips, forward and his cockhead brushed past Marcy's lips, rubbing against her cheek. She moaned, still refusing to allow him to fuck his prick into her mouth. The taste of his cock made pussyjuice flow more freely to the itching, hungry pink lips of her cunt.
"Suck me, damn you!" Sam hissed. "Don't just play with the fucker!"
But Marcy refused to be hurried. This moment was too special for her to be hurried.
She licked around the cockhead, salivating as though she was anticipating a delicious meal. Not until the entire flexing, throbbing head of her brother's cock was glistening with her spit did she finally begin to take the pricktip into the hot, moist recesses of her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Marcy purred soulfully, bobbing her head and shoulders, taking the cock into her mouth just a little bit at a time.
She flicked her tongue against Sam's pisshole and caught the tangy, salty flavor of pre-cum. Pushing her beautiful face even further forward, Marcy's pink, nibbling lips slipped over the rim of the cockhead.
She had never tasted a cock quite like her brother's. Even though Marcy knew in that tiny part of her brain that was still capable of thinking rationally that her brother's cock really tasted no different than any other cock that had passed between her lips, she suspected that somehow his tasted better, more masculine, than any other man's cock. Better than any cock in the world.
She trembled, sitting on the backs of her heels as she brought her lips over the cockhead several times, then began working her way down the shaft. Marcy could only hold the pricktip and a couple inches of the shaft in the hot cavern of her mouth before the cockhead was pushing threateningly at the opening of her throat.
"So beautiful," Sam groaned softly. "You're so beautiful with my cock in your mouth."
The words spurred Marcy on. She stroked his prick with both hands, running her fists back and forth over the shaft as she twisted them in opposite directions, simultaneously jerking him off as she sucked him off.
Bobbing over the prick Marcy's big tits jiggled tautly from her, chest, her lust-hardened nipples a visual display of the wantonness of the eighteen-year-old's need for cock.
She chewed lightly with her lips on the shaft of her brother's massive prick. She could feel the cockhead pulsing hotly against her tonsils as she drew a warm, firm, wet suction on the jaw-stretching prick.
Marcy always loved to suck cock, but she had never enjoyed one quite as much as this. She stuffed her mouth with the prick until the cockhead was at the back of her throat. Tilting her head back, allowing her ovaled lips to stretch out as they surrounded the shaft of Sam's cock, she looked up into his face to make sure that it was really his pre-cum that was tingling on her taste buds.
Marcy shivered, squeezing her knees together to force her cuntlips to mash slickly against each other. Her cunt was seething with lust and though she would have loved to enjoy the sensation of taking Sam's monstrously long, thick cock into her cunt, she was too turned-on by giving him the blow-job to stop.
There'll be another time! she thought happily, flicking the tip of her tongue against Sam's pisshole to lick off the delicious nectar of his pre-cum. Another time I'll fuck him. For now I'll suck him until I get all the cum he's got in his balls!
Marcy wanted to give Sam the best blow-job he'd ever had in his life. She was certain that a handsome man like Sam, with a cock his size – she estimated it at ten inches long – had known many women who were more than willing to drop to their knees to suck him off, or spread their knees to fuck him.
Marcy slurped, pounding harder on the cock's shaft as she nodded her head over it, bringing her butter-soft lips back and forth over the ridge of Sam's sensitive cockhead.
The hot-blooded blonde used her tongue expertly on the underside of the pricktip, scraping her tongue down, the shaft as she sucked the head deep into her mouth. Her cheeks fluttered out as the fat cockhead's ridge rubbed against the inside of her caved-in cheeks.
"Suck it, Marcy," Sam whispered, his tone completely distorted by the lust he felt as he watched his sister's face pistoning over the end of his prick. "Oh, God! Lick my balls! Lick my balls and suck on them!"
Marcy responded instantly to her brother's request. She allowed the cockhead to slip out from between her lips with, an audible popping sound. Sliding a little closer to him, she rubbed his spiny, spermy cockhead over her lips, then opened her mouth wide and started chewing lightly on the heavily veined shaft of his cock, working her way tenderly toward his cum churning, hairy balls.
When she reached Sam's balls, she tucked them gingerly, one at a time, between her lips. Sucking on his balls, swirling her tongue around them as she basted them in the hot saliva of her mouth, she stroked his cockhead in her right hand.
"Goddamn it, Marcy! You're making me so hot!"
She sensed that Sam could not hold back much longer and the thought of having his cum shooting onto his carpeted floor sent a shiver down Marcy's spine. Such precious cum should never be wasted so needlessly.
Sucking the cockhead between her lips again, Marcy mentally prepared herself for what she knew was going to be her ultimate test of cocksucking ability. She placed her hands flat on Sam's body, holding his gargantuan prick in the crotch of her thumbs, and slowly began swallowing all ten inches of his incredible prick.
The pricktip flattened her tongue to the bottom of her mouth. Marcy continued sucking more of the prick into her face, tendrils of honey blonde hair tickling her concave cheeks as she sucked hungrily, passionately on the huge cock. "Can you deep-throat?"
With the cockhead at the back of her mouth, Marcy nodded her head.
She felt the cockhead pushing hard against the back of her mouth. Marcy squeezed her eyes shut, fighting against the throbbing sensation in her throat, pushing her face harder over the cock.
When the pricktip slipped past her tonsils, Marcy's neck swelled out visibly with the thickness of her brother's incredible prick. She mewled softly, opening her jaws as wide as possible, chewing down the shaft of the cock as the fleshy pricktip drove deeper and deeper down her throat.
Sam groaned softly, watching his prick sinking between the big-titted blonde's pink lips. He had known very few women who could deep throat his ten-inch cock and he was hoping like hell that he was about to know one more who could swallow everything he had.
Marcy had just a couple inches of the cockshaft still sticking out of her mouth when she felt the cockhead begin flexing and pulsing in earnest. She could sense that Sam was about to erupt in a fountain of cum. With all her energy and will power she tossed her lovely face over the huge prick.
"Uh! Ohhhhh! Can't… can't holdback!" Marcy's lips encircled the base of her brother's prick as the vibrating became more powerful. She could feel Sam's hairy balls against her chin. His balls pulled up between his thighs as Marcy's nose became buried in the curly, thick bush of hair that sprouted above Sam's fat, fiery prick.
The first blasts of cum started only a second or two after Marcy had sucked all ten inches of the cock into her mouth and throat. Hot, sticky cum raced through the prick, gushing out of Sam's balls, spitting from his massive cockhead to wash straight down the teenager's clenching, straining, burdened throat.
"Awwwwwww!" Sam groaned as his balls shook between his powerful thighs, jetting out his rich, pungent cum down his sister's throat.
He entwined his fingers together behind her head, holding her face against his crotch, forcing her to continue deep-throating all of his prick as he came.
Marcy wrapped her arms around her brother's waist, shivering on her knees as cum spewed down her throat. She thought her nose was going to be crushed because he was pulling her so hard against his shivering body. It filtered through Marcy's mind that she would drown on the cum that Sam's balls were jetting out.
Her lungs ached with their need for fresh oxygen. Her big, firm tits trembled on her chest, the rather small, pink areolas a darker color with the lust that sizzled through, her veins, the nipples hard and fiery.
Finally, only when the need for oxygen put Marcy on the verge of panic, she pushed herself firmly away from Sam's body. His huge, red-hot prick slipped out of her throat. She kept her lips wrapped tightly around his cockshaft, holding the pricktip in the warmth of her mouth, swirling her tongue around the knob as a few final weak spurts of cum spit gently from her brother's nearly empty balls.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" the horny teenager moaned soulfully, finally getting to taste at least some of the salty cum that her brother had to offer.
Marcy nodded her face over the end of Sam's cock a couple more times before finally letting the pricktip slip out of her mouth. She looked up into his face and was pleased with herself when she saw his expression of absolute satisfaction in his eyes.
"Do you think Papa will be pleased with me?" Marcy asked a bit sarcastically, knowing that no sane man could shove his cock in her mouth without knowing the extremes of pleasure and lust.
"Yes, Marcy, I'm quite certain he will be." Sam leaned down and tweaked one of Marcy's nipples. "Come on now, get to your feet. I'm not superhuman, after all."
Marcy giggled as she looked at Sam's prick. It was glistening from her mouth, shiny and clean. She hadn't missed a single drop of his precious cum.
Smoothing her T-shirt over her tits once more, Marcy got to her feet, tucking the tails into her tight-fitting jeans.
"You really think that if I throw Papa some hot sex…"
"The best fucking and sucking he's ever known," Sam said quickly.
"Then he'll forget all about marrying that dumb cunt he thinks he's in love with?"
"I'm positive of it." Sam turned Marcy toward the door and patted her ass firmly. "Now get out of here and figure out how you're going to seduce Papa. You haven't got much time!"