Diana Butts - Ball in the family

"And the couple would be…?"

"Let's last say I think that can be arranged," Antonia said with a smile.

That evening she told her brother about the plan. He agreed that it was an excellent one, and since like his sister he was a bit of an exhibitionist, he was more than willing to go along with it.

"You don't suppose that Henry might blab, assuming that he's turned off rather than on, do you?" he said.

"I don't think so. He's not the kind of guy who goes around bad-mouthing other people. I think if he was turned off he'd be so turned off that he'd figure he had a duty not to betray two such unfortunate people."

Jack laughed at the idea of two individuals who got on as well as he and his sister did being considered "unfortunate" just because they enjoyed sex with each other. At least they assumed that they'd enjoy sex with each other. So far they had been so busy taking care of their parents that they hadn't had time for any action together.

"Let's not fuck until we work this little game," Antonia said. "I think that that'll make our first time together all the more fun."

Antonia told Julie that she and her brother should be at a certain spot in the woods both of them knew at 2:30 the next day.

Both Antonia and Jack thought of the whole thing as a fine adventure, and packed a big picnic lunch, which even included a bottle of wine from their father's cellar. They didn't tell their parents about how this picnic was supposed to convert Henry Lamont to the joys of incest, since they figured their parents would be afraid all this might lead to unfortunate disclosures.

The day in question was really nice, and both Antonia and Jack had a fine time eating their picnic lunch and grabbing at each other's sexual equipment. They started off dressed, but got nakeder and nakeder as the meal wore on.

"Nice sandwich," Jack said as he finished off a ham and swiss, "but I can think of something that would taste even better!" And he lunged forward and tried to kiss his sister's cunt. Out of playfulness she pressed her knees together to prevent him from doing so, and soon they were rolling over and over on the grass, with Jack trying to force his face between Antonia's legs, and his prick absolutely ramrod stiff.

Fortunately, very few people ever went in this part of the woods.

Finally, Jack managed to force his sister's knees apart, and pressed his tongue against her hot cunt. The wetness of his saliva mingled with the natural wetness of her excited pussy as his tongue slurped over her clit and labia, while she giggled and giggled.

Suddenly, they heard a branch crack. Hopefully, that would be Henry and Julie, though of course there was no way they could be completely sure. The uncertainty almost made things more exciting, however.

In fact, it was Henry and Julie. They had come up the path, strolling along in the sun. Julie had asked her brother if he would like to take a walk in the woods, and since he enjoyed his sister's company, he readily agreed.

"Look, a couple!" she whispered, pointing in the direction of Antonia and Jack.

She and Henry threw themselves down on the grass. His natural curiosity had been sufficiently strong for it to not even be necessary for her to insist that she wanted to watch.

"Is it anyone we know?" she asked him.

He peered in the direction of the naked bodies, which were quite close, separated from them by only a few trees and a bit of grass.

"It's… it's your friend Antonia!" he whispered.

"Who's the guy with her?" Julie asked, worried about the fact that with his head buried between his sister's legs as he sampled the tasty joys of her cunt, Jack might not be very recognizeable.

"I can't really see," he said, "but wow, look at them go at it!"

And they really were going at it, too. From a playful little game, the cuntlapping had become something very much in earnest. It only took a couple of licks on her clit for Antonia to no longer regard it as a joking matter, and Jack's prick was just aching, it was so hard.

It wasn't clear to Henry who the guy fucking Antonia was, but Julie figured that this might be for the best. Maybe when the revelation came her brother should be so hot as to be kind of open-minded on the subject. If he'd seen right away who it was rolling around naked there, he might have been so turned off by the idea of incest as to refuse to allow himself to get excited.

"Wow, they're really having a ball," he whispered to his sister. As for Julie, she was almost trembling, she was so excited. The mere fact of being beside her brother watching something sexy like this really turned her on, and of course she was full of nervousness and hope about the possible final outcome of Antonia's little scheme. She felt her panties get wetter and wetter, till they were literally clinging to her tender pussyflesh, and her dainty clit was really throbbing with desire. Partly because it was part of the plan, partly just because she wanted to, she snuggled up close to her brother. He was so excited by the goings on he was witnessing that he didn't really notice what she was doing, but she hoped her presence would have some unconscious effect. She had been too impatient to wait until some time when her feminine odor would be at its height, but she had tried to compensate by putting on plenty of perfume. She thought that she heard her brother give a little sniff, and that made her clit throb all the more.

In feet, the very wetness of her twat was starting to generate some nice feminine smell, and it was that which Henry was unconsciously trying to sniff. Sister or not, Julie was a fine, sexy girl, and even though he didn't know her presence next to him was exciting him, he figured the reason that he had such a massive hard-on was the sight he was witnessing, as in fact it was.

And hard was really the word for his prick, too. The thing was pressed agonizingly against his underpants in its efforts to stretch out to its full, considerable length. Not that it wanted to remain free. It really wanted to bury itself in the tight confines of Julie's cunt, even though its owner wasn't conscious of that fact yet.

Jack was slurping Antonia's twat, which felt like it was going to dissolve into a mass of spun sugar.

"Oh, man, can you lick twat!" she gasped as she felt the pressure of his tongue sliding down into her hole, only to come quickly up again, bearing with it as much of the delicious pussy fluid as it possibly could.

This was the first chance that Jack had to eat his sister out, and he just couldn't believe what a delightful little twat she had. If anything, it was even nicer than his mother's, which was the only other one he'd ever had a chance to lick. He noted with interest that it tasted and smelled somewhat different. He guessed that maybe each cunt in the world was unique, just like each snowflake was.

"So nice," he thought to himself as he pressed his tongue against the yielding, buttery female flesh. "So Goddamn nice!"

He couldn't stand to wait much longer for a chance to get his rod off, though, and from the gasps and moans that he was hearing from his sister, he guessed that he couldn't stand to wait much longer for her come, either.

He slid his tongue into her pussy one more time, then drew it back up very, very slowly. Somehow, Antonia sensed that he was going to bring her off this time, and her whole body tensed in expectation of the wonderful come that she knew she was about to have.

He ran the tip of the tongue around the edge of her hole, pressing it against the dainty pink cuntlips. Then, he moved it slowly along the labia toward her clit. He could just guess how much that little button must be crying for relief, but he barely inched towards it, while Antonia ground her ass on the grass in excitement, and gasped, "Lie it! Lick it! Lick it, Jack!"