The idea for the party had come to Jane Hawthorne when she had received her final divorce papers.
"Well, kiddo, this is it," she'd said to herself. "You're single again. Mrs. Lenny Hawthorne no longer exists."
Jane thought she ought to celebrate. A couple of drinks later, and she had decided to throw a divorce party. She invited all her friends and relatives, laying in plenty of food and booze for a Friday night blowout, Jane was determined to have a good time no matter what.
She told herself she certainly deserved a good time. It had been rough since she and her husband had split up. After she'd kicked Lenny out, she'd been so lonely. The loneliness was why she had turned to Bud for comfort. Her son was everything his father wasn't. Kind, considerate, caring. One thing had led to another. One night during a fit of depression, Jane had turned to Bud once too often, and before mother and son knew what was happening, they were naked in bed, fucking.
After the first time, Jane had not been able to get enough of her handsome son's big cock. She took it in her cunt, mouth and ass with equal enthusiasm. The feel of Bud's hot cum inside her made life worth living.
Then Bud had drawn the line.
"I can't fuck you anymore, Mom," he'd said. "I've made up my mind. It's wrong."
And after that, nothing Jane had been able to do had lured her son back between her spread legs. Until tonight. Until the party.
Now, after having fucked in the backyard, Jane and Bud had returned to the house, carefully avoiding each other so the rest of the guests wouldn't suspect anything. Resuming her drinking, Jane circulated among the noisy crowd, making sure everyone was having a good time.
"How're you doing, Christy?" Jane asked her daughter, a tall, thin, sensitive teenager who had always had trouble overcoming her shyness.
"I'm fine, Mom," Christy answered with a look of concern on her fine-featured face.
"No, I can tell something's wrong," Jane said.
"Well, yes," Christy admitted.
"What is it? If some jerk's giving you a hard time, I'll throw the bastard out on his ass."
"It's you, Mom," Christy said quietly. "You're drinking so much. I wish you'd slow down. You know how you get…"
"I can take care of myself," Jane cut her daughter off and angrily walked away, purposely draining her latest drink.
Jane ran right into her brother. It was immediately clear that Ken was feeling no pain.
"Could I talk to you, Sis?" he slurred, roughly grabbing Jane's arm. "'S important."
"Could it wait, Ken?" Jane replied. "I'd like to make sure everybody's enjoying themselves."
"Now!" Ken insisted, jerking his sister's arm. "It can't wait."
"Well, okay, what is it?" Jane sighed.
"Gotta have some privacy," Ken said. "Let's go into the bedroom."
When he started wrestling her across the room, Jane guessed she'd better humor her brother. They went into the bedroom. Ken closed the door, but left the light out.
"Okay, Ken, what's going on?" Jane impatiently asked.
Ken took a deep breath in the darkness. "I saw you," he rasped.
"What?"
"In the backyard. When I was out there on the porch taking a leak," Ken said in a rush. "Pretended I didn't see anything, but I did. Saw you, Sis. You were bare-ass, gettin' it on."
Jane's heart seemed to stop.
"So what if you did see me?" she challenged her brother. "What're you going to do about it? I'm over twenty-one and this is my property. I can fuck who I want in my own backyard."
"Not your own son, Sis," Ken hissed. "That's against the law, anytime, anyplace."
Jane was seized by an impulse to throw herself in a rage at her brother, and just keep hitting and scratching him until he begged for mercy. She controlled herself, though, with a dose of realism. Ken was much stronger than her, and noted for a mean streak. Attacking him would only make things worse.
"All right, Ken," Jane muttered. "What do you want from me?"
"You, Sis," Ken chuckled. "I want you."
"What? What are you saying?"
"Simple, Sis. That action you were laying on Bud? Well, there's no reason why you can't treat me to some of the same."
"You must be crazy!" Jane spat.
"Crazy?" Ken laughed. "Where do you get that? You fucked Bud and he's your own son. I'm your brother. What's the difference if you get it on with me, too?"
"And if I don't?"
"Your ass is grass after I finish telling the cops what I know," Ken threatened. "The only action you'll be getting for the next five or so years will be from all those bull dykes in the women's slammer. It's up to you, Sis."
"Okay… you win," Jane reacted to the chilling image Ken had presented. "I'll do it to you."
"Do what, Sis?" Ken rumbled. "I wanna hear you say it."
"I-I'll suck you… you," Jane stammered in defeat. "Anything you want from me."
"Good girl," Ken responded. "Now get on your knees. Take my cock out of my pants and go down on me."
Steeling her will, Jane slumped before her brother and unzipped, his fly. Ken's prick was awaiting for her in semi-stiffness. She pulled his cock out, brushing it with her quivering lips. Then, with the same feeling she would have had if she were jumping into ice-cold water, Jane took her brother's cock in her mouth.
"I been drinkin' heavy," Ken called down to her as the blow-job began, "and you know how that affects a man. So it'll be up to you to get my dick all the way in."
Jane made a decision as she tasted her brother's salty prick. She would give Ken the best blow-job she knew how. Jane's reasoning had to do with her brother's drinking. If she could make Ken come in her mouth good and hard, then he'd probably be too tired after shooting his wad to do anything else and the nightmare would be over.
Expertly sucking, Jane moved her lips up and down the shaft of her brother's dick, while teasing his cock-head with her tongue. She used plenty of warm spit in the process, and she massaged Ken's hairy balls as well. Her slurping noises filled the air.
"Pretty damn good," Ken sighed, his prick stirring in Jane's mouth. "You know your cocksucking all right, Sis. Hard to understand why Lenny let you divorce him. If I had me a wife who could give head like this, I'd keep her on a mighty short leash." Ken laughed. "But then again, maybe Lenny never got the benefit of your talent for sucking cock. Maybe you saved your best blowjobs for Bud."
Ken laughed again, his whole body shaking and his prick wobbled in Jane's oral grasp.
"Good old Lenny, he's not such a bad guy at all," Ken resumed his smirking spiel. "Wonder what he'd say if he found out his own kid aced him out with his old lady? Probably best he doesn't know. Poor chump might blow his fucking brains out."
While Ken was talking, his cock had continued to expand. Suddenly he found himself with a total hard-on.
"Well, how about that?" he reacted. "You did it, Sis. My cock's like a rock."
Ken tested his rigid dick by thrusting it down Jane's throat with an abrupt crotch-slam. Then he kept his hard-on deep-throated for several seconds, grabbing his sister's long blonde hair and cramming her face flush against his flexing groin.
"You know, a lotta women have told me my cock's too damn big for them to eat the whole thing," Ken told his choking sister. "Glad to see you don't have that problem, Sis. I like my dick to be sucked all the way to my balls."
Ken rocked his beefy hips. His long prick started pumping to and ho, the knotty head scraping Jane's windpipe.
"This isn't just a simple blow-job anymore," Ken told his sister. "You got me so hot that I'm gonna flat-out fuck your mouth. By the time I'm through, you'll swear you gotta pussy growing in your face."
Jane had never made it with a man who treated her with such degrading contempt as her own brother was now doing. She knew she should be repelled. And yet, strangely, she was not turned off. The more brutishly her brother fucked her mouth, the more favorably Jane responded. The salty flavor and pounding heft of Ken's outsized cock definitely excited her. She felt lowdown and dirty, as thought she had nothing to lose.
All at once, Jane found herself making the next move, surprising both herself and her brother. She pulled Ken down on top of her. Quickly, the two of them were sprawled on the rug. Ken's huge prick drove straight down Jane's throat, his thrusting crotch banging her skull against the floor.
"Man, oh, man, you are somethin'!" Ken exclaimed, sinking his hard-on in Jane's mouth. "Even I didn't expect things to turn out this good."
Then Ken stopped talking and started grunting. He was sweating and thrashing, his bulky body writhing on top of his sister while he fucked her mouth with jarring strokes of his prick.
Jane was so horny by now that she needed further stimulation. As her brother's dick pistoned in her throat, she stuffed her hand down her jeans, and spread her fingers across her damp crotch. She rubbed her pussy until her palm was sticky. Very soon she was just this side of the climax she craved.
She went after it, finding her clit in the dewy flap at the top of her cunt and pressing the magic button. It was enough. Suddenly she was coming.
Ken wasn't aware that Jane was fingering her own twat. When he noticed she was climaxing, he assumed it was the result of the oral pronging he was throwing into her.
"Jesus, what a trip!" he gasped. "Never had a chick actually come from taking my cock in her mouth before."
Jane found herself wanting her brother to believe that she was really getting off entirely because of his efforts. So, with one last twist of her clit, she removed her hands from her cunt so Ken wouldn't catch on to the truth.
But then the strangest thing happened. Jane's orgasm was replaced by an even stronger one, even though her pussy had been left untended. Jane recognized that she was so fantastically turned on that she truly was climaxing from a mouth-fuck. Now Jane wanted her brother to come, too. His hot, spurting jizz would make things perfect.
Jane squeezed Ken's balls, pumping up their cum-supply. Then her forefinger snaked into the crack of her brother's butt and tickled his asshole. All the while she sucked Ken's straining prick as hard as humanly possible.
Come! Come, you bastard! Jane mentally screamed. Come in my mouth!
As though he had actually heard his sister's silent plea, Ken cried: "My cock's ready to blow, babe! Gonna shoot more cum in your mouth than you'll ever be able to swallow!"
Ken's crotch smashed Jane's face. His big prick was hiked. He came like someone had turned on a faucet between his legs.
The jism gushed down Jane's throat, straight to her belly. But even after her stomach was bloated, the cum kept flowing. Jane had to struggle to suck the last of it down. She succeeded. When her brother's cock slowed to a dribble, she had swallowed what felt like a pint of male cream.
"Got to hand it to you, Sis, most women couldn't have handled the load I just shot in your mouth," Ken said as he pulled his drained prick from Jane's mouth. "But you did it. Drank all of my cum."
"It was so sweet, how could I do anything else?" Jane gurgled. "You could've kept coming for an hour and I'd have still sucked up every drop of your jizz."
"Mmmmm, Sis, talk like that keeps me hot," Ken responded.
He looked pointedly down at his cock. His hard-on was still there, jutting up from his crotch.
"Maybe I can't come in you for an hour, Sis," Ken said. "But I can sure as hell start clicking you all over again without waiting."
"You've got the right woman," Jane cooed, having forgotten entirely about her earlier plan to wear her brother out with the blowjob.
"How do you want it this time, Sis?" Ken asked. "Just follow me to the bed and I'll show you," Jane answered.
Jane got up off the floor and Ken followed. She climbed onto the bed, stripped down naked, then positioned herself on all fours.
"Dog-fuck me," she told her brother, wriggling her wide-open asscheeks in Ken's face when he moved in behind her with his pants off. "It's such a dirty way to get screwed. When I'm taking a cock from behind, it makes me feel like a bitch in heat!"
"There's a mighty good reason for that, Sis," Ken replied without hesitation. "You are a bitch in heat!"
Ken straightened out his cock in his hand and fit the head into the juicy slot of his sister's rear spread cunt.
Panting like a giant dog, Ken stuffed his dick into Jane's twat. After a single thrust his long cock was all the way inside her. The walls of Jane's cunt squeezed in reaction, Ken's prick started moving back and forth, and sister and brother were fucking for all they were worth.
Fucking her from behind, Ken's curving cock gored his sister's twat. His prick reached so far that Jane had the sensation that its head might tear through her throat. She had never felt so filled by a cock, not even her son's. Jane had to admit that her drunken brother was throwing the fuck of her lifetime into her.
"Oh, God, Ken! Do it to me, do it to me!" she bubbled with ecstasy. "Fuck me better than I've ever been fucked! Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me!"
And as his sister chanted, Ken hammered his dick in her tight, wet cunt. His cock-thrusts were savage – deep, gouging probes that went beyond mere physical penetration. Jane swore that her very soul was being fucked.
"I'm coming!" Jane broke off her chant to cry out. "Feels soo goooood!"
"I'll make it feel even better," Ken told his sister.
One of his hands came up under Jane's belly, fingering her cock-filled cunt. He located her clit and gave it a brutal workout, pinching it between his nails.
"Holy shit!" Jane blurted, her pussy spasming with pain from the job her brother was doing on her clit.
"Too much for you, Sis?" Ken asked.
"No such thing," Jane gasped in welcome agony. "Just keep pinching my clit and fucking my pussy and I just might come forever, or die trying."
"Even I'm not stud enough to bring that off for you, Sis," Ken puffed.
"There's only one way I'm gonna let you off the hook," Jane called back. "The only thing better than coming myself will be if you get off, too. A cunt full of your hot jizz'll make things just about perfect right about now."
"Why didn't you say so, Sis?" Ken answered. "I've been holding back a long time already."
"Then let it fly, stud!" Jane urged. "Soak my pussy with a bucket of cum!"
"Okay, Sis, hold on. Here comes the big one." Ken drew his hard-on almost all the way out of Jane's pussy until only his cock-head remained inside. This was to gather momentum. For when he plunged forward again, his prick was like a battering ram as it crashed into the tunnel of his sister's twat. Deeper and deeper his cock surged, until it seemed to each fucking partner that his dick must have suddenly grown to well over a foot in length.
Clinging to the root of his hilted cock, Ken's balls almost burst from their sac. Quivering, they unleashed a torrent of cum that gushed through his cock, straight to the depths of Jane's thirsty fuck hole.
"Love it!" Jane squealed as Ken's fiery jism scorched her womb. "Oh, shoot it into my cunt, Ken! Burn me up inside!"
Ken's cock kept creaming long after it should have normally stopped. With every spurt the cum got hotter and thicker. When his prick finally did squirt its last, it seemed as if Ken had climaxed for some kind of male record. His sister's pussy showed the result. When Ken removed his drained cock from Jane, her twat bubbled and drooled with excess jism.
The cum leaked from Jane's cunt almost as fast as it had originally poured in. It streaked down her inner thighs and splashed on the bedspread. Then Jane made the mess even worse by reaching behind and smearing the jizz all over her asscheeks, crotch and legs.
"You should see yourself," Ken rasped while looking on. "God, Sis, you're something."
"Just wish I were double-jointed," Jane dreamily told her brother when she had calmed down enough to speak. "Then I could lick myself off."
"If it could be done, you'd do it," Ken sighed.
"I'm still so damn horny I'd probably go ahead and try it if there weren't any other choice," Jane said. "But, luckily, I've still got you to keep me cooking. How's your dick?"
"It lost a little something after that last fuck," Ken admitted. "But if anybody could get my cock all the way up again on short notice, it's you, Sis. What'd you have in mind?"
"There's still one hole of mine that you haven't balled," Jane pointed out to her brother.
"You like it in the ass?"
"Anytime I can get it. You game?"
"I'll die trying, Sis."
"Well, then, let's get it on, stud!" Jane declared. "This'll be the best fuck yet. You might even forget all about my cunt once you've got your big cock jammed up my tight ass."
Jane arranged herself in a favorite butt-fucking position. She was on her back, her legs drawn all the way aver her head so her body was jackknifed. With her ass up in the air and her buns apart, her asshole flexed. She let a hissing love-fart, giggling when the air filled with its pungent aroma.
"Oooooh, you do it to me, Sis," Ken gasped, his dick springing back to total stiffness. "My cock's harder than a rock again."
"Well, stick it in me, tiger," Jane urged. "My ass is dying to be screwed."
Ken moved in. He fit his cock-head into the dent of Jane's shit pit and prepared to shove so he could start butt-fucking his sister.
But it never got done.
The bedroom door swung open. A shaft of light spilled across the floor, reaching the bed and silhouetting Ken and Jane as he was poised to ram his big dick in ha waiting ass. Nothing was left to the intruder's imagination.
It was Christy, Jane's teenage daughter, who was getting her eyes full.
"Mom… Uncle Ken!" the shocked girl blurted. Then Christy slammed the door and ran away.
The erotic mood had been shattered. Knowing they had been found out, Ken and Jane stared breathlessly at one another. It was as if brother and sister had just fully realized for the first time that they were naked in bed together.
"I'm sorry, Sis," Ken muttered. "I didn't mean for it to turn out this way."
"Not as sorry as I am," Jane said bitterly, more disgusted with herself than she was angry at her brother.
Without any further conversation, Ken got out of bed, dressed, and left.
Jane lingered for awhile, trying to get her head together. Things just got worse for her. Her emotions sank into a bleak depression.
When Jane finally emerged from the bedroom, the party was over. She called for Christy, but there was no answer. The house was empty.
But not as empty as Jane felt.