Larry Holmes awakened refreshed and rested after his long night of work in the studio, selecting and rejecting the latest stills for the new pin-up magazine, due out on the first of the month for publication. If he had a choice, he would have gone to that Hollywood party with Ellen last night, but he reneged at the last moment, knowing that the deadline would not be met if he did. Now that his work was completed and he could safely assume a large profit for his toils, he considered the new day with a feeling of optimistic adventure.
He quickly showered and dressed, then made his way down to the sunny kitchen overlooking the ocean, hoping that Ellen would be up and preparing breakfast.
The kitchen was empty and the rest of the house was still quiet. Apparently Ellen had another rough night of it, he chuckled to himself as he turned on the electric range and plugged in the coffee pot. It was a well-known fact that his sister had one of the busiest cunts in town and would take on anyone, man or woman, if she felt inclined to do so. That was the beauty of sex, he thought, the more you used it, the more awakened your senses became, until like Ellen, you prowled around other unsuspecting civilized people just waiting for a new conquest, always horny and hot and never satisfied with the new encounter after it had been used.
He had his usual hearty breakfast of fresh fruit, two boiled eggs, Danish pastry and coffee which he consumed in rapid gulps. Now he was ready for his first cigarette of the day, smoked in a holder with a filter in it to soften the harsh bite of the tobacco. He poured himself a second cup of coffee and sat down at the table again to study the contents of the manila folder that Ellen had left out for him the night before. The cover of the folder was labeled in bright red ink, "New Inventory."
Larry opened the folder and smiled approvingly down on a glossy photo of Patricia Massey, one that Jennifer had taken from her portfolio when she was out of her room. He reread the name attached to the picture, and recalled his conversation over the phone with Jennifer a few days back.
Jennifer really was a very good agent, he thought, tracing the outline of Patricia's body with the tip of his finger. He and Ellen had reason to be extremely grateful to the girl, for without her a large proportion of their amatory adventures could never have happened: she seemed to have a special talent for picking out the most exciting, the ripest girls that were available…
He closed the folder and took a deep drag on his cigarette, letting the smoke completely fill his lungs, then slowly exhaling it into the air forming his lips around it in a tight oval ring. Larry's expert eyes correctly identified Patricia as a relatively innocent young ex-suburbanite who wanted to make it big in the city. He had met the type on many previous occasions and they were invariably the most exciting, the most adaptive of lovers. But lately the supply of such girls appeared to be dwindling. Perhaps Hollywood was losing its appeal for them; the myth that the movie capital was a Mecca of golden opportunities was possibly in the process of being shattered.
How ingenious of Jennifer to find one of this fast-dying species! She was worth every penny of the large fee she charged him for such rare and captivating girls. Larry smiled as he thought of what a delicious encounter it would be to have a fresh new body under him again… there was no doubt in his mind that he would have her, and soon.
The kitchen door suddenly opened, breaking his reverie, and a magnificently proportioned girl entered the room. She looked as if she had just stepped out of the shower and was clothed only in a scant transparent negligee and panties.
Her glittering blonde hair was swept up on top of her head, its freshly-shampooed tresses reflecting light as if she possessed some inner form of illumination. Her lightly-tanned body peaked and curved beneath the sheer material as if it were going to burst forth with every step she took. The white pair of nylon panties that were stretched as tightly as possible over her loins accentuated the tanness of her rippling, full-fleshed thighs, as she ambled towards her brother with the agility of a stalking panther. Ellen carried herself with an air of complete self-assurance, her head high and her lips perpetually pursed in a promise of moist-mouthed sensuality.
Her movements embodied sexuality in every fiber of her body, and her smoldering eyes clearly showed their inner desires… her sole purpose in life was to seek the gratification of the senses. Ellen's body was a wonderment in itself, considering the fact that she was thirty years old. Her breasts, though large and generous, were as firm as a young girl's of twenty, they proudly jutted out from her slim limbs in two huge mountains of flesh, promising fulfillment of her womanly charms to anyone that ventured to try their luck.
Larry was amazed that the fast pace of her party life left no trace of wear on her face and body and he smiled at her appreciatively, acknowledging to her that she was at the peak of her animal magnetism, even to him, her own brother. When she walked into a room, she dominated it utterly, always drawing looks of envy from the other women that came close to hatred, and completely hypnotizing the males with her exquisite beauty and charm. Her lovers, of both sexes, had been so numerous that she would have lost count of their number had it not been for the fact that she kept a carefully-detailed record of their particular methods of love-making…
This dossier, to which her brother Larry contributed as well, took the form of a neatly-indexed, cross-referenced file of papers; with a separate sheet for each person either Ellen or Larry had slept with. Details of their physical appearance, their age, sex, coloring and… most important of all… their individual preferences and idiosyncrasies in regard to sex. This was merely one of their hobbies, though. Neither Ellen nor Larry had any intention of using their dossier for any other purpose except for a permanent reminder of their most pleasant hours.
How lucky it was for them that their career in the photography business afforded them every opportunity of practicing their desires! Their parents had both been killed in an automobile accident when Larry and Ellen were in their late teens, leaving them with a generous amount of money and a successful family portrait studio. A few years after that, Larry had gradually made the transition in clientele, dealing exclusively with pin-up and "artistic" pictures. This change was a huge success because their models were carefully picked for each special effect, and their poses were in the most lewd positions imaginable.
They sold their material (sets of photos, three regular monthly magazines) entirely through the mails. Slowly, with the minimum of advertising, they had built up a faithful clientele both in United States and Europe.
In addition to the separate stills, Larry and Ellen also published a regular series of undeniably pornographic magazines, and it was from these latter activities that they both derived their greatest pleasure and satisfaction. The high salaries paid to the publishers of their materials ensured that they were safe from official interference. Their only major problem was in keeping up the supply of fresh and unknown models, for Larry knew it was of utmost importance that his models appear innocent and youthful to the eyes of his clientele, otherwise they would go to other magazines that offered them what they wanted.
He depended heavily on agents such as Jennifer, an ex-model herself, to supply him with the girls who were the exact image of what Larry and Ellen needed: unprofessional and inexperienced young girls who longed to break into fashion or photographic modeling.
Larry had been highly successful in seducing the majority of this youthful crop of females… apart from his powerful position in relationship to their ambitions, he was strikingly handsome in a healthy, boyish way. His tall, slender frame was tanned a deep bronze from the generous southern California sun, and he had an easy wit and natural charm about him that affected almost every woman he met with an instantaneous and powerful magnetic attraction. His sandy-colored hair was styled in a brush cut neatly framing the even features of his face in perfect symmetry.
Now, his steel gray eyes gloated openly over the stalking figure of his sister as she went straight to the counter and poured herself a steaming hot cup of black coffee.
"Good morning, love," he greeted cheerily, now focusing his complete attention on the beautiful body standing so near to him that the fragrant scent of her body odors caused him to sit erect with excitement.
"What's so good about it brother dear," she answered dryly, carefully sipping at the hot liquid, not quite alert yet after the previous evening of excess drinking and sex.
Larry ignored his sister's outwardly distant manner, because he knew that Ellen secretly enjoyed appearing in her underwear for him; about the house she rarely bothered to put a dress on and the constant sight of her underdressed body in its high-charged and sexy underwear provided Larry with a great deal of inspiration for his photographs.
"Well, pussy cat," he chided, "it might be a lot more pleasant, if you would refrain from some of your nocturnal wanderings. By the way, who wound up your partner last night?"
Ellen came over to the table and stood beside Larry, leaning her curvaceous thighs against his arm, then squeezed her lush body into the chair beside her brother.
"I'm a big girl, now… remember?" she said softly, not in the mood to start an argument.
"Ok, Ellen… Forget it. I just wanted to find out how the party went last night."
"Oh, the same as usual… no new modeling material, if that's what you mean."
"What do you think of this one?" Larry opened the manila folder, and handed the glossy print to his sister.
"Very, very nice," Ellen purred, staring at Patricia's picture with open admiration.
"Jennifer's sending her over here Monday. I think she'll fit in just right for that special edition that we're preparing for this winter. You know, the one we were going to set up as a snappier edition of 'Fashion Shots'."
Larry was referring to a project which Ellen and himself had planned for several months. It was to be a definitely pornographic translation of their monthly glamour magazine 'Fashion Shots' in which girls were usually posed trying on various items of sexy underwear and lingerie.
For the newer version, a "sales lady" was to be included in the photos, assisting the girl to get into the bras and panties. Ellen was going to take this part, but so far they had been unsuccessful in finding a suitable girl to play the role of the buyer.
They wanted someone who could appear to be a regular girl, outwardly shocked at the indecent fondlings of the extremely forward "sales lady". It had been difficult to find a girl with just the right expression… and Larry wanted this particular magazine to be his best: he wasn't prepared to shoot it unless the model came right up to his preconceived ideas.
"She looks wonderful!" Ellen commented, "I only hope she can play the role." When she spoke, she teasingly let her long tapered fingers caress the inside of his thigh, knowing that this fondling could drive her over-sexed brother up the walls if she persisted long enough without giving in to him.
Larry put his hand around her and rested his palm affectionately on the smooth flesh of her buttocks… feeling the warm, semi-nude flesh of his sister's bottom under his fingers. At the contact, his penis gave an involuntary twitch inside his tight-fitting slacks, stirring uneasily and uncurling slightly as the softness of Ellen firm-fleshed bottom moved against the light pressure of his hand.
Ellen nuzzled her face against Larry's, her lips brushing his cheek.
"Of course, even if she's just what we want, we'll have to bring her along very carefully before we suggest that she poses in that way," Larry warned her. "I think we rushed that last girl too much, remember? I told you she was getting nervous about what we were asking her to do! We should have played her more carefully, more slowly…"
"Oh, don't be ridiculous!" Ellen interrupted. "I've told you hundreds of times that most girls love posing for sexy pictures. It inspires them to show off their womanhood. And once they've done a few ordinary ones it doesn't take very much to persuade them to go a little further." She teased him again, letting her fingers stray right over the growing thickness of his cock, and gently squeezing it until it burst forward against the material of his pants, ripe and hard.
"I know that dear," Larry told her patiently. "But when it comes to the extra special photos you've simply got to be subtle about it. It doesn't do a bit of good plunging in at the deep end, everything should be relaxed… natural. Besides, I feel we've been too careless with the last couple of girls that posed for us. Remember how Gloria took off like a startled fawn when you started to fondle her?" Larry traced his fingers along Ellen's shoulder, watching as his nails raised momentary red marks on his sister's flawless skin. They faded rapidly and returned her flesh to its normal white and tanned beauty. He stared, fascinated, as the welts appeared then vanished under the pressure of his manicured fingernails.
"You really do have the most exquisite shoulders," Larry whispered, caressing Ellen's youthful skin, and trying at the same time to focus his attention back to the matter at hand. But it was very difficult to concentrate now that Ellen's fingers were brushing so insistently over his covered loins. The bitch knew exactly how to touch him there! She was deliberately arousing him to cut short their argument!
"All I'm saying is that we should be extra careful with this new girl," Larry finished weakly. Ellen had lifted her legs over the far side of the chair so that she was sitting in his lap. The voluptuous weight and heat of her thighs burned through the thin material of his slacks and Larry could feel his sister's fire spread from between her legs and melt down on his hardness, sparking it with renewed life.
"Let's play it safe with Patricia, shall we? Let's be slow and easy with her, O.K.? That's all I'm asking. I've waited a long time to find a girl to do this magazine with us, why spoil things by scaring her off. Especially since she looks so perfect for the role."
Ellen wound her arms lovingly about Larry's neck. "You're the boss, big brother!" she whispered sexily. And Larry, feeling the pressure of his sister's breasts against his chest, feeling the sweet fragrance of her breath and her skin so intimately close to him, gave up the struggle.
Larry slid his trembling hands around her body until they held his sister possessively around her bare midriff. She leaned more closely to him, taunting him with her almost naked femininity.
"Here?" he whispered, a catch of desire in his voice.
Ellen stood up slowly in front of the ocean bay window, scanning the horizon with smoky lust-filled eyes. Why not, she thought, they should take more advantage of the expensive privacy they both worked so hard to maintain. She reached down without a word, removed her panties and threw them on the back of the kitchen chair. Then, she lifted her thin negligee high above her head and straddled him, the whiteness of her rounded buttocks poised directly over the hardness of his long thick cock.
"Here!" she breathed into his mouth. "Here, my darling…"
Larry, still sitting in the chair, moved his hands around his sister's back, half-supporting her, raising her so that her body lifted slightly above his.
"Help me get it out," he pleaded, almost breathless from the delicious nearness of her.
He slithered the pointed tip of his tongue around the sensitive outline of her full mouth, as she eagerly unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect cock, momentarily holding it in her hands like it was a valuable art treasure. Her large pulsating breasts pushed forward as she raised her body even higher, breaking contact with his mouth and almost smothering him as he leaned her tits against his face to gain support in her awkward position.
Still holding her brother's pulsating cock firmly in her hands, she leaned back and positioned her buttocks on the edge of the table, pulling him to a half-standing position as she moved. Larry's pants fell loosely to the floor and his fingers ran down both sides of her curvaceous hips, caressing them with loving adoration.
Ellen, with a small gurgling noise, continued to run her cool, slender fingers up and down the underside of his prick, teasing it until the long thickened rod jumped and pulsed in front of her. She knew every inch of her brother's body, but each time she touched Larry's cock she felt the same terrific thrill – it was as if she could never quite believe that she was being so daring… so outrageous as to enjoy her brother in this incestuous and taboo fashion…
Their half-nude bodies were clearly exposed in front of the large bay window, but neither of them cared… the only thing in their minds at that moment was to somehow quench the hot fire that now burned deeply in both of them. As she played with him, Larry dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her creamy white titties. He fondled her nipple until it grew large and stiff beneath his touch, the jellied flesh of her well-filled breasts exciting him beyond belief.
Ellen liked nothing better than to have her breast manhandled as roughly as possible, he knew that. The fiercer, the more violent the caress… the greater her pleasure. He squeezed his fingers around the firm, white globe, digging them ruthlessly into her, pulling and stretching them like a large piece of baker's dough.
His manipulations thoroughly delighted his sister, and she flicked her tongue deep into his mouth and started to French kiss him slowly, allowing the moist saliva to dribble from her mouth and onto him. She kissed him urgently, rubbing her mouth sideways on his, at the same time gripping his cock with fierce desperation… squeezing it so tightly that Larry feared his blood would cease flowing through it. With her free hand, she strayed her sharp finger nails softly over the sensitive tip of his cock, provoking her brother into a deeper frenzy of passion through the tortuous manipulations.
Larry brought his right hand down to the soft waiting pubic mound nestled seductively between her lithe thighs. He parted the soft fleece gently and worked his finger slowly into the warm moist crevice, gently massaging her there, and softly squeezing his fingers open and shut around the spongy softness of her slightly quivering vaginal lips.
Ellen began to softly moan and twist her body from his delicious massaging, and continued to stroke her fingers rapidly over the sensitive tip of his cock, coaxing a premature dewdrop of cum from it. Lubricated by this droplet of sperm, Ellen's finger moved down further to the tight elastic ring of his puckered anus, fidgeting tenderly around the opening and giving Larry a delirious feeling of sheer, obscene delight. She moved her other hand up to the nape of his neck, caressing the sensitive bone there which she knew only too well brought Larry to an almost unbearable pitch of nervous excitement.
These dual manipulations ignited Larry to a higher feverish pitch of excitement and lust, and his hands began to move furiously, massaging and probing at her trembling cunt, until she too was a complete bundle of raw nerve and unreleased tension. Ellen uttered a low gasp, and spreading her long tanned legs wide apart, proceeded to prop her feet on the window ledge behind him. Her loins were now completely open and exposed to his staring gaze, with the moist pink opening secreting tiny drops of warm wet fluid, so ready was she for his immersion into her.
Larry moved his hands upwards and placed them back on her thighs, then rubbed them firmly upwards, letting his fingers mold and shape the flaccid texture of his sister's buttocks. The cheeks tilted whichever way he chose, moving in docile obedience to the pressure of his hands. He fitted his thumbs into the deep crevice which curved beneath each cheek while he kept his remaining fingers splayed over the glossy surface of Ellen's ass and pressured his thumbs upwards…
Generously, the placid globes opened under his fondling, revealing Ellen's tiny brown anus just below the pink slit of her moist and ready cunt. Still holding the cheeks so that the cleavage between them was a clearly revealed, he gently pushed his sister down on her back across the kitchen table and began to kiss into the warm, slightly moist opening between her wide-stretched thighs.
His tongue licked forward, the tip teasing wetly against the tiny bud of her clitoris, while small mewls and gasps of pleasure escaped from her slightly parted lips.
"Mmmmm… that's it darling," she coaxed him on. "Don't stop sucking, dear… Oooooh… Lick it! Lick it!"
She moaned again through the sensations of desire building up deep within her belly, as his tongue circled around maddeningly inside her, with the tip flicking against the wet sensitive walls of her pussy in wild frenzied motions.
The odor of her flowing fluids filled his nostrils with a sharp pungent aroma, and they flared out in two small circles above his licking tongue and sucking mouth. With the tip of his tongue, Larry licked tentatively lower into Ellen's anus. The tiny, tight orifice seemed to quiver and clench tight against the wet intruder… but Larry persisted, holding the girl's anus well-open, and eventually succeeded in worming an inch or so of his tongue into her back passage.
While he explored orally the exciting, erotic zone of his sister's anal ring, his thumbs were at work on the trembling lips of her cunt, playing with and fondling the two wet folds of flesh, then plunging them down deep into her vaginal hole, which now was a steaming gate of fire.
His back was aching slightly from bending over his sister and so, without altering the close intimacy of their connection, and without losing contact for one precious moment, Larry managed to wriggle his body down so that he supported himself by his elbows, using them to force Ellen's legs even further apart.
By now, his sister quivered and her entire body shook in a jellied mass of uncontrollable spasms. Her head hung back down over the table's edge, with her long blonde tresses swishing from side to side, gently brushing against the seat of the upholstered kitchen chair and knocking her soft, silk panties unnoticed to the floor.
The hot smooth flesh of the girl's loins was so delightfully soft and tender that her brother lost momentary control over himself and a small dribble of cum spilled prematurely onto the cool kitchen floor. But he closed his eyes tightly until the urge had passed, finally managing to fight back the spasm which had so nearly brought about an ejaculation. Then he concentrated his full attention on Ellen's hot moist opening, thinking how strange it was that his sister, after countless intimacies, still was able to arouse him more rapidly and more violently than any other girl he had ever known.
His tongue worked around and around once more in the warm opening just behind her quivering cuntal lips, until he felt another sudden small rush of liquid escape from the orifice and run teasingly into his mouth. This eruption meant nothing. He knew this from prior experience. His sister frequently came, bit by bit, during their preliminary fondling, and she had scarcely so much as stiffened and clenched her buttocks. When her real orgasm came, it would be as much as he could do to hold her down.
Larry continued to lick and suck at her vagina, almost deriving as much pleasure from the lewd act as Ellen herself was obviously getting. She had started to revolve her buttocks in a steady, grinding rhythm… trapping his nose tightly between the cheeks and rubbing them lewdly and sensuously together.
When he had cunt-sucked her for several timeless minutes, he returned his tongue to his sister's anus and briefly licked teasingly up the warm, soft divide… as if to bid a temporary farewell… he could wait not a minute longer to sink his pulsating cock into the depths of her hot, hungry cunt.
He raised himself from his squatting position, and stood up straight, his cock sticking rudely into the air like a flagrant missile ready to be shot from its launching pad. Gracefully, Ellen positioned herself under him, still bracing her feet against the hard surface of the window ledge.
Larry threw himself over her in a silent gasp, levering up on his hands into a push-up position above the slowly undulating body of his sister. Her face was now contorted in indescribable rapture and her lips were pursed in a wet rounded oval shape, with tiny wisping groans of pleasure escaping from around the soft pinkness of the inside of her mouth.
No matter how frequently she was fucked by her brother, Ellen could never avoid the brief but electrifying moment when she visualized herself defying the Gods and the entire universe itself. The most primitive societies in the world would condemn this behavior, for it was viewed with horror and fear by every civilization on earth. Now, here on the kitchen table, she and her brother Larry were defying them all! It was a terrifying, yet a uniquely and profoundly exciting concept. Each time they coupled, they were challenging the world! Ellen's body thrilled to the idea, deriving an intensely powerful sense of importance from their lewd and wicked perversion.
She lifted her head, the cords on her neck standing out and turning white from the strain, and looked deeply into her brother's smoldering eyes.
"Oooooh, fuck it, fuck it hard, hard!" she commanded, her voice in the high pitch of a shrill scream.
Larry grunted over her and began to work his cock into the hot interior of her clasping cunt. He loved to hear her begging him like that, so abandoned and yearning with a hot, helpless passion for every inch of his rod. His tortured prick slid easily into the slippery, yielding cavern of Ellen's cunt, and she in turn, eagerly absorbed it, loving the feeling of the muscular rod slipping tightly up into her throbbing pussy.
A surge of immense gratification pulsed through Larry's body as he slowly penetrated his sister's opening. They fitted each other so perfectly, in every possible way they were a wonderful match. Ellen swallowed his long rod deep into the hot passage of her vaginal walls, the muscles clasping and releasing at it, stimulating his senses with indescribable sensations of joy. Her hands caressed the hair on his chest lovingly, stroking his nipples as her eyes looking up into his, hot, flushed and excited with a wild, burning desire.
She twisted her lust-gyrating hips sharply against his pounding loins, wanting to feel the penetration in every inch of her demanding hole.
"Oooh… My God." Larry groaned, feeling the exquisite softness of his sister's inner pulsating muscles. He looked down between them, the sight of his hard shaft of flesh sunk deep into her like that increased his sensitivity a thousand-fold. He could feel the warm slippery juices inside her flowing around his rock-hard cock like melted butter, as she expertly contracted her muscles around it, stroking and pulling on it with her inner thighs locked around his waist in a tight death-like grip.
He flexed his muscular buttocks, his head still raised, and watched her as her head lolled limply from side to side, her eyes now two smoldering hot coals of lust. Ellen could feel his throbbing reaction and began to bounce her crotch more furiously against him, her teeth tightly clenched together from the tremendous strain of the delicious, obscene coupling. She lifted her feet from the window ledge and locked them around his ankles, then reached up around his driving buttocks and cupped them greedily in her palms, pulling his loins down tighter into the hot opening of her rampaging cunt.
"Oooh shit! It's soooo good… sooo good," she chanted, not caring that their lewd incestuous fucking was happening in the bright daylight in front of a huge glass window where anyone who chose to stroll by might see them.
Larry, his eyes dilated as if in a hypnotized trance, slid his hands under her buttocks, cupping them in his hands, and drove his cock rhythmically into the wetness of her cunt. His hands dug deeply into the two globular spheres as he kneaded at them and stretched them apart with each in and out thrust as he plunged wilder and wilder into her.
He worked his middle finger in between the crevice of her buttocks, searching with the tip of it for her tight throbbing anus. A small rivulet of warm moist liquid was running down the wide-spread crevice from where he could feel his hard rod of flesh sawing into her. It moistened the tight puckered little hole, lubricating it slightly and he probed experimentally for a moment with the tip of his finger. He pushed hard, feeling it give a little, and then suddenly the tight elastic nether ring gave way completely and his finger slid in with a pop up to the first knuckle joint. She lurched forward, almost crawling on her back across the slick table to escape the first unexpected pain.
"Laaarrrrry!" she screamed, "Oooooh! Yessss, yesss! Hurt me, hurt me, hurt me!"
In spite of the pain, he felt her suddenly begin screwing her buttocks back on his finger until it was sunk to the palm of his hand. He jiggled it inside, rotating it around in the fleshy depths of her rectum. He could feel through the thin wall of flesh separating her two passages the underside of his cock sliding in and out of her and began skewering her between them, maintaining the same rhythm for both as she groaned on under him. His nail caught the flesh momentarily in her asshole, scraping her and she jerked, but then caught up the rhythm again, opening her legs wide out over the table to give greater access to the ravishing of her loins.
Larry could feel his cock growing and expanding inside her until it felt as though it were going to burst from the exquisite pleasure building in his testicles as they slapped heavily against her buttocks below. It wouldn't be long he hoped, he knew he could not hold it back much longer.
She had to cum, and soon, or else!
He began ramming it into her with long hard strokes in time with his finger skewering into her asshole to excite her more. Ellen suddenly brought the flat of her palm against his bucking rear, slapping down on it like a jockey, urging his horse down the last lap of the track.
"Faaaasster, faster!" she shrieked up at him, her eyes rolling up underneath her fluttering eyelids as if she were in the throes of a wild uncontrollable epileptic fit.
Larry jerked his sweating loins harder and faster down into her hot clasping cunt. He could tell she was near completion as she gripped him tight between her thighs, opening and closing them around him in time to his long hard thrusts into her. She gurgled beneath him, the sound coming from deep within her throat as though she had no control over it. He knew she was near and he continued to thrust down on her with a merciless in and out fucking movement… with all the strength he could muster.
Ellen scratched at her brother's chest like an unleashed tiger, her long fingernails leaving a series of jagged red trails on his skin, as she fought to reach the zenith of her excitement. She jackknifed her legs up tight, pressing her knees back hard into her heaving breasts and offering him the full opening of her upraised crotch. Her eyes rolled uncontrollably in her head, her face contorted and straining for the final explosion that was so near now…
"I'm cumming," she coughed suddenly, her mouth gaping wide open in an ecstatic abandonment. She pulled back her thighs tighter until the whole of her stretched pink vaginal slit was presented up to him to batter and use as he willed. Her ankles locked over his shoulders, her crotch squirming beneath him in a wild uninhibited dance of abandoned ecstasy. Her mouth hung open wide, unseeing eyes gazed blankly at the kitchen ceiling.
A silent scream suddenly formed on the edges of her lips, with her teeth clenched tightly together in pain-filled ecstasy. Tiny muffled grunts erupted from deep within her, punctuating the rhythm of her brother's wildly fucking loins. Her nostrils flared out rigidly as she screwed herself up on his thrusting cock and locked herself to him with all the strength of her thighs while her loins jerked spasmodically against his sides.
"Eeeeehhhhh!" her loud shriek pierced through the screened windows and floated out into the bright light of day.
After the initial explosions, she held her breath for an interminable moment and then expelled it as though she had been trapped under water, her lungs bursting from the prolonged pressure. Then, she lay still, except for the uncontrollable quivering of her pussy still locked tightly around his tortured prick. He pushed it deep inside her gaping hole, and then lay quiet over her, allowing her to rest for a moment.
Ellen's lush body had slowly inched it's way across the slick table, until now her entire head was hanging back over the edge of the kitchen table. Her mouth hung loosely open as she sucked in greedily at the air around her, trying once more to catch her breath. Larry slowly withdrew his hardened cock from her lust-stretched cunt, watching it easily slide out, making a soft sucking noise as the head slipped from the satiated trembling cuntal lips like a foot withdrawing from quicksand.
He stood up straight, stretching his tortured muscles as his rock hard cock sprang out and stood away from his body in stiff erection. Running his hands over the gorgeous curves and peaks of her body, he edged around to the side of the table from where her head still dangled in helpless exhaustion, her lips still parted, temptuous mewling sounds rolling aimlessly from them.
His eyes locked on her full red, sensuous lips, still muttering nothings out into the air from her tremendous climax. They were wet and moist from her tongue swirling around them as she lay suffering, yet not suffering from her awkward position on the table.
He tangled his strong fingers into the long blonde tresses of her hair and pulled her parted lips up to the hard swollen head of his organ. He wanted to shove his cock all the way down between them and shuddered at the thought of that moist, warm cavern closing around it caused it to jerk and almost ejaculate down onto her upraised breasts.
Ellen's eyes grew wide with excitement as soon as she realized her brother's intentions. She knew this was his favorite part of fucking her, and secretly, she enjoyed the lewdness just as much as he did. Her lips were a bare inch away from the tip of his swollen instrument, and she opened her mouth and breathed softly against it, allowing her hot breath to flow over the cool tip with a maddening slowness.
"Oooo God, suck it now, baby," she heard him groan above her. Her brother's words excited her as she knew his eyes were hungrily taking in the nudity of her helpless, battered body as he spoke.
Her tongue flicked out, the tip coming into warm wet contact with the head of his cock. She circled it about the smooth, rubbery flesh as he groaned and twisted above from the cruel teasing she was subjecting him to. Her tongue continued to flick at it hungrily out from between her small white teeth, licking rapidly at the tiny opening in the head. A thin string of his cum seeped from it and stretched across her open mouth. She strained closer to him, the cords of her neck standing out, trying to suck the teasing instrument into her mouth, and when this movement failed, she frantically reached up grabbing his balls, and pulled the thick rod deep into her sucking mouth until it pressed tight back against the tips of her tonsils.
She closed her eyes to keep from choking. Her brother's thick spongy cock was now rammed deep inside her mouth, and she could feel the rubbery head rub the full length of her tongue imbedding itself deep in her throat. Saliva seemed to fill her mouth, all of it, except that filled by Larry's great cock, now protruding like a giant, impersonal tree trunk from her oval shaped lips.
He began a slow rhythmic undulation of his hips down into her face, as she in return, sucked demonlike, swishing her tongue with wicked vengeance, around and around the throbbing head sliding in and out of her ovalled lips.
Larry groaned incoherently above her flailing head and pushed his hands tight against her bloated cheeks. He had waited for this precious moment long enough… now he wanted her to make him cum so he could let his hot, impatient juices flow freely down her hungry gaping throat. As he flexed his loins in and out at the rounded open hole formed by her sensuously sucking lips, he could feel all of himself, every nerve he possessed, pulsating and throbbing between her teeth and into the moist cavity and warmth of her saliva-filled mouth.
He could feel the pressure building in his balls slapping against the bridge of her nose as she worked away on him in hot passion, inflating and lengthening his cock to a dimension he never thought possible. Then, he suddenly jerked his powerful loins forward and let out a low, tortuous groan as the hot, white cum lying in wait inside him spurted up from his aching balls and out the tip of his jerking penis. He gripped her head tight between his hands and shoved his cock deeper into her throat.
Ellen groaned beneath him as the first hot spurt of fiery liquid flooded into the back of her mouth, filling the warm sucking cavity and bloating her cheeks into twin mounds of puffed-out flesh. Her throat contracted greedily, swallowing and sputtering to keep from choking on the white sticky semen as he emptied his balls relentlessly deep into her throat.
He collapsed over her in complete exhaustion, starting to ease his deflated cock away from her, but Ellen continued to suck at it gently, licking the last of his hot, remaining sperm from it… washing it down thoroughly with her glistening voracious tongue.
He stood up with snaky knees when she had finished her task, and gently lifted her off the table and into his arms.
"I love you so much," his sister whispered to him as she buried her head against the wide expanse of his chest.
Larry squeezed her shoulders gently and lifted her chin up with the tip of his finger, looking steadily into her still smoldering eyes.
"And you're the only girl for me… You know that don't you?"
She smiled up at him, feeling wonderfully secure in his love. Their forbidden relationship was wicked, of course, but to her it was the only thing in her life that had any real substance.
Ellen stepped back, still smiling up at him, then winced as a sharp pain cut into the bottom of her foot. She looked down to see the shattered remains of their coffee cups that had smashed unnoticed to the floor during their passionate love-making.
Their eyes met again and they both burst out into spasms of uncontrollable laughter.
"Let's clean this mess up and then go for a quick dip in the pool," Larry said, tears still pouring from his eyes over the ridiculous glee he felt from the wreck they had made of the kitchen.
"Oh, Larry," she said, "I love you… I truly do, you always have such fun ideas!"
"That's because I love you so much, baby," he said. "You inspire me… Come on now, be a good little girl and tidy up the kitchen. If you do a real good job of it, big brother will take you swimming in his birthday suit. The hell with the neighbors," be chuckled. "They'll never know the fun they're missing!"