Diana Butts - Ball in the family

Henry really pricked up his ears on hearing the name "Jack". He knew that Antonia had a brother Jack, but surely this couldn't be he…

The idea, however quickly rejected, still made his penis give another surge, particularly as he subconsciously aware of his sister's warm soft body lying against his…

Inch by inch, or even slower, since there really weren't that many inches to cover, Jack's tongue glided towards his sister's clit.

"Lick it, damn you, LICK IT!" she gasped, her voice quavering with frustration.

Closer… closer… This slow bit was torture for him as well, because he needed to get his prick off, too, but he was determined to really do a goo job on his sister, and he knew that girls in fact like to be teased sexually.

Then, suddenly, his tongue darted out and gave three quick flicks to his sister's clit. If they been three bullets they couldn't have had a more devastating effect on her. Her body arched, her muscles tensed, and then suddenly her whole body was exploding in one of the wildest comes that she'd ever had.

Her pelvis bucked and heaved, her buttery cuntflesh thrusting against her brother's face. He loved every bit of the action, though, and continued to lick and sniff even as her twat bucked and heaved in front of him.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she gasped. That feeling of his tongue actually touching her clit while the clit was still coming was just fantastic. Unbearable, but fantastic!

Her pelvis gave a last shudder and then was still, while she gasped for breath. She'd never felt this fucked out before in her life. If this was the kind of action he regularly gave to Mom, Antonia could sure see why she hadn't wanted to give up on it when Dad had come home from that business trip.

"Outasight, Jack, outasight," she gasped, as her brother continued to slide his tongue along her tingling pussyflesh.

"Glad you liked it," Jack answered, lifting his head from between his sister's thighs.

"Holy shit!" Henry gasped. That was Jack, Antonia's sister. He knew the guy well. It just couldn't be. He just couldn't believe it, but it was true!

"Julie!" he whispered rather loudly, "look! That's Jack Roberts. He's screwing his own sister!"

Henry was so excited that he didn't even notice that he had his arm around Julie's shoulders and was holding her close. She sure noticed, though, and her panties were as wet as if she'd been swimming in the sea.

"Shhhh," she said. "They'll hear us."

"Shall we finish the picnic, Sis?" Jack asked. There were still a couple of sandwiches and a bit wine left.

"Your prick's all the picnic I need," she said with a wink. One look at the thing told her how incredibly, how almost painfully stiff the thing was, and she didn't want to make her poor brother wait any longer, particularly after that delightful tongue-job that he'd just given her. Besides, it would be a terrible pity to let such stiffness go waste…

Jack was just about to be gallant and suggest that they wait a while so that she could have time to catch her breath. To counteract any such misguided chivalry, she simply lay back on her back with her legs spread and her sopping wet pussy fully exposed.

It wasn't just exposed to Jack, either. From the rustlings she'd heard, Antonia guessed that Julie and Henry must be behind that clump of trees.

Henry, in fact, got a perfect view of Antonia's pink little pussy, and he nearly came in his pants at the sight. The girl really did have a terribly cute twat, and in the state he was, it was all he could do to keep from rushing out and raping her. His subconscious knew the solution, though, and he gave his sister's shoulder another squeeze. Her heart was racing madly, since she could guess that the moment of decision was near. She also knew that how things turned out would depend in good part on her handling of the situation, and that thought made her nervous, too.

Certainly Antonia's cunt had the same effect on Jack as it did on Henry, with the one difference that he was in a position to put his desires into effect. Normally, he liked to precede each fuck with a considerable amount of foreplay, partly because he liked it himself, partly out of consideration for the girl. But this time, after that tongue-job that he had just given his sister, there was no way he could possibly restrain himself from just sticking it in.

That was pretty much fine by Antonia, too, because she knew how multi-orgasmic she was, and how quickly she could get worked up. All things being equal, she would have normally preferred to wait awhile before fucking, but for her brother's sake she was perfectly prepared to do without any intermission, and she knew full well that the feeling of his prick pistoning back and forth in her cunt would have her ready to come again in no time.

Jack positioned his prick and then slid it in, gritting his teeth to keep from coming at the first contact between prickflesh and cuntflesh. After all, he didn't want to come that soon.

In, in, in he slid, and then he started pumping, with harder, faster strokes than he normally liked to begin with. Usually, he liked to start off nice and easy and then work up to something a bit more frantic. But his come-need was far too great for him to be able to handle himself like that at present. He was really pumping away, really pistoning, and Antonia was loving every thrust. Already her hungry little twat had gotten wound up again, despite the lovely come it had just had, and she swayed and jiggled her hips to every thrust which her brother plunged into her.

Both Henry and Julie were literally trembling. Henry was trembling because of the subconscious desire to translate his horniness into action with his sister, which was gradually working its way to the surface of his psyche, and Julie was trembling both with love and desire for her brother, and with the realization that it was pretty much now or never. She was basically a timid girl, and her fear of a rebuff was so great that a part of her seemed to say "never", but on the other hand her longing for Henry was so strong that she just couldn't bear to pass up an opportunity like this.

She slid her hand between the grass and her brother's body, until it reached his prick. Then she took the organ in her hand and gave it a squeeze through the fabric of his pants.

Henry let out a sharp gasp. It was a pretty complicated gasp, too, combining astonishment and physical pleasure, and maybe fear, too.

He turned and gaped at her, and with a sudden inspiration Julie opened her mouth and pressed it against his in a kiss.

CRASH! The barriers all collapsed at once. Henry had been wound tighter than he could remember ever having been by the sight of Jack and Antonia fucking. After all, almost every brother has some incestuous desires buried somewhere in his psyche. And now, in the middle of his physical craving, here was his sister pretty much presenting herself to him on a platter.

He pressed his lips tightly against hers, while sending his tongue way, way into her mouth. Her tongue responded in kind as her heart leapt with joy. She had him, she knew that she had him!

They rolled over and over on the ground, with Henry no longer caring if Jack and Antonia heard what they were doing. Man, were they horny!

Henry nearly ripped his sister's dress from her. It was only a faint glimmer of rationality in the back of his mind which kept him from doing so, which told him a ripped dress would look pretty suspicious to their parents.

His fumbling hands pulled down the zipper, and separating his body from hers for a moment he was able to slide the dress off of her. Part of it was still caught around her feet, but they continued to roll over and finally she was able to kick that free.

Her breasts! There they were! Bra-covered, but still right there! Henry had always been a rather breast-oriented sort of guy, and his sister had a particularly fine pair, big and round and firm. He just couldn't wait to get at them!