On Saturday morning Ann Barker was still in bed after a restless flight. She knew what the problem was. It was nothing more complicated than lack of sex. After two years as a divorced woman, she was still not used to it. Not used to the absence of a man, not used to the absence of regular fucking. She had a few brief affairs during the past two years, but the simple fact was that most of the time she went without.
Not that she was a nymphomaniac. She never thought of herself like that. If anything she was quite the opposite. Too reserved. That's the problem she thought. If I wasn't so uptight about things, I'd have more men in my life.
What she had now was a horny pussy. Mornings were always a bad time for her. During her marriage she'd become used to a good deal of fucking in the morning, a good deal of hard pounding with a hard cock. And now she had nothing but an empty bed in her brother's house.
You can't live without sex, she thought. You can't spend the rest of your life frustrated and horny.
She was envious of Joanna. Her brunette sister-in-law had Charlie and what seemed, like a wonderful sex life. Ann suspected Charlie was a capable lover, a man who knew how to turn a woman on and finish her off.
She wondered what Joanna and Charlie looked like when they were fucking. You're awful, she thought. It was nasty to think about Charlie and his wife like that.
And of course her nasty thoughts were only making things worse down there between her legs. Her pussy was wetter than ever. She brought a hand to one of her tits and idly toyed with her nipple. She moved the other hand down to her pussy, pulled her nightgown back to get her fingers in the wetness.
Her pussy was shaved. It was something she started before she married. The fine blonde hair that grew down there was hardly visible anyway. And she did like getting sucked. Her ex-husband had often told her how delightful it was to suck a bald pussy. Other men had told her the same thing. A bald pussy made it so much easier to get a man to go down on you. The man seemed to get the idea as soon as he saw it.
I'll have one come and that's all, she thought. She slipped her fingers in to the wet groove between her cuntlips, found her sopping cunthole and gently fingered it.
She had no trouble coming. When the time was right, she used one finger on her cunt and quickly brought herself off.
She yielded again in the shower. She told herself she had a right to settle her nerves. It was not too good to be horny and tense all day. All women's magazines said that masturbation was good for you.
Rubbing the soap back and forth over her shaved cuntlips soon had her turned on again. With a frenzied massaging of her cuntmeat she gave herself another orgasm.
Ann was to spend that day with Charlie looking for a good used car. He'd promised he would drive her around town to a number of dealers until she found what she wanted.
She hadn't been alone with Charlie since her arrival at the house, and as she dressed she felt strangely sexy. Was it the two orgasms she'd just had? Or was it the idea of being alone with her brother nearly all day?
I really need a man, she thought.
Only half dressed, she studied her image in the full-length mirror. Her tits were still good. They were large enough to be an asset, but still firm and not at all droopy. Joanna's tits were bigger and they dropped a bit. Of course Joanna was a different type. She was a brunette.
Ann had always secretly admired Joanna. She thought brunettes were much more sexy than blondes were. More earthy.
Wearing only her pantyhose and shoes, Ann held her naked tits in her hands, turned right and left in front of the mirror, smiled at her image and finally dropped her tits and finished dressing.
An hour later Ann was on her way to town with Charlie in his car. They had a pleasant morning together. They drove from one automobile dealer to the next. And had no luck finding the car she wanted.
At noon they stopped for lunch at a cozy place on the far side of town. They had a few drinks she found herself in a good mood. It was nice to be with Charlie like this. They had always been fond of each other as children and it was good to get close again.
They sat beside each other in a booth. When Charlie put his hand on her thigh as they talked, Ann quivered and remembered how horny she was.
People think we're lovers, she mused. They did not really look like brother and sister.
God, her pussy was wet! Charlie's fingers seemed so close to her sopping crotch.
Then he said, "You know, if you weren't my sister I'd get a motel room. You turn me on."
Ann groaned. "Oh, Charlie, don't talk like that. It's not right."
"I'm just telling you the way I feel."
She chuckled. "Would you really take me to a motel room?"
"Well, if you weren't my brother I suppose I'd go with you."
"That's the spirit."
His hand moved higher along her thigh. His fingers probed through the thin material of her dress to find her pussy.
"Charlie!" she hissed. "Please stop!"
"Hell, there's no harm in it. Maybe we ought to have done this years ago. Put your hand in my lap."
She refused. She argued with him, but he insisted. She finally yielded and slipped her hand into his lap. She gasped when she discovered he had a huge hardon. "Oh, Lord!" she purred. "Did, I cause that?"
"You certainly did."
She found it impossible to remove her fingers from the outline of his hard cockshaft. She located his cockhead and squeezed it. She could feel the heat of his cock right through his pants. Closing her eyes, she shuddered through a small orgasm as she continued to fondle her brother's hard prick.
"You came," Charlie chuckled.
"Oh, God," she moaned. "We can't, do this. Please stop!"
He insisted, his hand continuing to probe her crotch. She weakened under his touch. His cock felt wonderful beneath her fingers, a hard throbbing tool ready for action.
He still tickled her pussy through the material of her dress, but now his hands moved down and began working its under her dress and along her thighs.
"Oh, no!" she groaned. "Someone will see us!"
"Don't be a fool," he said. "They can't see a damn thing. Just relax."
If she thought her pantyhose would stop him, she was wrong. His fingers went directly to her pussy, pinching and pulling her cuntlips through the nylon.
"Christ, you're shaved!" he hissed. "I haven't had a shaved pussy in years. How come?"
"Can't you guess?"
"Tell me."
"I'm embarrassed."
"Come on, tell me."
"I like to be eaten."
After that nothing could stop them and they hurried to a motel. She kept her hand on Charlie's cock as he drove the car.
She was unable to believe they were actually doing it. It was crazy. Oh, God, how excited she was! She made one last effort to stop him.
"Please, Charlie, maybe we ought to go home and forget about this."
He refused. "Let's enjoy ourselves," he said. "Life is too damn short and we're not harming anyone."
When they were finally inside the motel room, they quickly stripped naked. They fell onto the bed and embraced each other like two hungry lovers.
Ann thrilled at the feel of his hot cock naked and throbbing in her hand. She ran her fingers over his cockshaft and balls, pinched and caressed his juicy fat cockhead.
His cock was big, much bigger than her ex-husband's cock. It seemed so crazy that she was lying there on a bed with her brother's big cock in her hand. But there it was.
Charlie insisted on looking at her bald pussy. She finally opened her legs to show him everything.
"It's beautiful," he grinned. "So you like to get your pussy sucked, do you?"
"Yes!" she hissed.
Pushing her knees back, he lowered his face and began lapping her hairless pussy up and down.
Ann moaned each time his tongue touched her quivering cunt. Her cunt gushed a flood of cuntjuice and Charlie eagerly lapped it up. The sound of his sucking drove her wild.
Then he stopped, pulled her legs down and climbed over her to straddle her waist. He moved forward until his cock rested in the valley between her tits.
Clear cockjuice oozed out of his pisshole to drip on her tits. She stared fascinated at his cockhead. It seemed so huge.
"Hold your tits around my cock," he said. She'd heard about this, but she'd never done it. He intended to fuck her tits. The idea turned her on, and with a quiver she took her tits in her hands and pressed them around his cock.
He began sliding his cock back and forth between her tits. Ann gazed at his cockhead, watching as it appeared and disappeared in the valley between her boobs.
When Charlie finally pushed forward to offer his dripping cockhead to her mouth, she eagerly opened her lips and began sucking.
The first taste of her brother's cock in her mouth drove her wild. Her eyes closed, her face flushed, she sucked hungrily on his thick fuckmeat. God, how good it was! She hadn't had a cock in her mouth in almost a year. She loved the taste and smell of it. She loved the feel of having her mouth stuffed with warm cockflesh.
Pulling his cock out of her mouth, Charlie shifted forward so that she could get at his balls. She sucked and slurped over his hanging hairy nuts. She loved the feel of his leathery ball-bag against her lips. She loved his musky male smell.
Charlie moved down her body now. He knelt between her legs and fingered her cunt. He pushed three fingers inside the mouth of her cunthole. He twisted his fingers to stretch her pussy.
Then he mounted her. She pulled her legs back and a moment later Charlie's cock slid smoothly into her quivering cunt channel.
She loved it. She loved the feel of his long thick cock sliding in and out of her juice-drenched fuckhole.
When Charlie began to increase the pace of his thrusting, Ann cried out to urge him on. She wanted him to pound her cunt with his cock. She gripped his muscular asscheeks with her hands, pulling at him each time he lunged forward to pummel her pussy.
She kept her legs spread wide and up in the air, opened her crotch completely to his furious assault. God, what a lovely fuck, she thought. The fact that it was her brother between her legs made it incredibly marvelous. The thrill of incest was intoxicating. Lord, how she needed this!
Charlie's hands were now on her ass, his fingers gripping her assflesh. He squeezed and pinched her lush asscheeks. She moaned as one of his fingers found her asshole and pushed inside.
He reamed her shitter as he continued fucking her cunt. He asked her if she liked his finger in there and she admitted that she did. His finger felt wonderful in her ass. She'd had more then one cock in there. Assfucking always brought her the strongest orgasms.
"What about it?" Charlie whispered in her ear. "Would you like me to fuck your ass?"
"Yes!" she groaned. "I'd love it!" Her cunt spasmed on his cock, her arms and legs gripping his body as she trembled in the throes of an intense orgasm.
Charlie pulled his cock out of her cunt without coming. He chewed her tits, sucking on her nipples until she was on the verge of coming again. Then he slid down to suck her pussy. He nibbled her swollen cuntlips, sucked up the flood of cuntjuice welling at the mouth of her cunthole. Rising he forced her onto her hands and knees. She knelt on the bed with her shoulders on the mattress and her ass raised in the air.
Charlie ran his hand over her luscious asscheeks. He kissed her assflesh, running his mouth wetly over the full globes.
Ann quivered with lust. She hadn't been fucked in the ass since her divorce. She wondered if she'd be able to relax enough to avoid the pain. She moaned when she felt her brother's cockhead rubbing up and down her asscrack. The anticipation was always delicious. She longed for that wonderful feeling of being stretched and stuffed when she had a cock in her ass.
Leaning over her back, Charlie grabbed her tits and whispered in her ear. "You're a hot piece. I always thought you were, but now I know it. It's great that you like it in the back door. I'm going to fuck your brains out."
"Do it!" she groaned. "Fuck my ass! Fuck me now!"
The lewdness of it blew her mind. Incest, and assfucking. Her brother's cock about to drill her shithole. Never in her wildest dreams, had she imagined anything like this would ever happen.
Charlie's cockhead pushed against her asshole now. He couldn't get in and cursed with frustration. Ann tried relaxing but it did no good.
"You're too dry," Charlie grunted. "Just hold still and I'll fix it."
She moaned when she felt his face between her asscheeks. His mouth searched out her asshole and his tongue drilled inside. She felt with excitement and lust as her brother slowly fucked his tongue in and out of her shithole.
She came. She cried out and came pushing her ass back against his face, squirming her asshole on his thrusting tongue.
Charlie finally pulled his mouth away from her asshole. He pushed first one finger, then two fingers inside her bung. He loosened the tight ring of her shitter.
Ann spread her legs and waited. This time when Charlie pushed his cockhead against her asshole he popped inside without any difficulty.
They both groaned as he pushed the full length of his cock inside her hot shit chute.
"Oh, Christ, what a tight asshole!" he croaked. "How does it feel?"
"It's wonderful," she mowed. "Fuck me, Charlie! Fuck my ass!"
Her face pressed against the mattress, her eyes closed and her mouth open, she groaned at the feel of his thick cock stretching her bung.
Charlie slowly fucked her ass. His hands gripped her hips, his eyes fixed on his sliding cockshaft. He carefully stroked his big prick in and out of his sister's bunghole.
The sight of his thick cockshaft stretching the ring of her asshole excited him. It was different than doing it with Joanna. His sister was a blonde and blondes looked different and tasted different and felt different. He'd never expected to have to go at his sister like this. Maybe at another time he might have rejected the idea as crazy, but now that he was doing it he was glad. Fucking Ann was a glorious sensation.
Ann slid one of her hands back to finger her cunt. Charlie leaned over her back and held her hanging tits. She felt completely enveloped by him. The feel of his cock in her ass was delicious. She was completely relaxed now. There was no pain at all, only the pleasure of stretching and stuffing.
She recognized how good he was at this. Her brother was a wonderful assfucker. Once again she envied Joanna. Her sister-in-law could get Charlie to fill her asshole any time she wanted it.
Oh, Lord, he was good! He knew how to move inside her shitter with a slow and easy rhythm that made her whimper with pleasure.
Charlie was in heaven. The feel of his sister's lovely tight asshole gripping his cock, the feel of his balls slapping against her shaved pussy was something he would remember all his life.
He was on his way to coming. He began pumping faster. Ann met his thrusts, pushing her ass back, crying out, and urging him to fuck her.
At last he groaned and shot his load. Spurt after spurt of his hot jism splattered into her shitter. Her asshole milked his cock, tightening on his cockshaft to force the last globs of his spunk into her sucking bung.
When Charlie finally pulled out of her ass, he forced her to rise up and spread her asscheeks so that he could watch his jism leak out of her asshole.
Ann came again from the sheer lewdness of it.