Diana Butts - Ball in the family

"Of course," Jack said. "What could possibly be a nicer sight than two people enjoying themselves?"

"Some people might not think incest a very pretty sight," Henry said stubbornly. Antonia and Jack were very glad that they had decided on this little post-coital intervention of theirs. Clearly it was needed.

"Oh, old fuddy-duddies might be a bit shocked," Antonia said. "In the nineteenth century some people even put petticoats on piano legs. But that's no reason any of us should feel bad. After all, according to studies, most Americans have an incestuous experience at some time or another in their lives."

"Really?" Henry said, greatly relieved. Jack couldn't help smiling, because he knew about his sister's way with statistics, and was amused by the ease with which Henry was taken in by her statement.

"Well," he thought, "I guess people end up believing what they want to believe."

"After all, Henry," Julie chimed in, "how could something as beautiful as that come we had possibly be wrong?"

That was actually a pretty convincing argument. Henry couldn't remember having ever had a more splendid come than the one he had just shared with his sister. They had been so fantastically united in their orgasm, somehow.

"You aren't afraid of your parents finding out?"

"No," Jack said simply. He decided not to give the obvious explanation for fear that Henry an Julie might try and seduce their own parents and perhaps fail. That could lead to a lot of unfortunate questions being asked. If getting some action off of their mother and father was something that Julie and Henry ended up wanting to do, fine, but they had to bear the responsibility for it on their own. "Well," Henry said with a laugh, "I guess you're right. There's no point in being old-fashioned. Hell, I guess one day people will look back on modern day fears of incest like we do increasingly on the old-fashioned fears of masturbation."

Antonia smiled. She knew that Henry was partly talking so as to convince himself, but she could also tell that he'd managed to surmount the worst of his fears. The rest was just a matter of time. As he continued to enjoy his sister sexually, he would get more and more accustomed to the, idea, and whatever residual guilt there was would probably disappear. She recalled how both Henry and her mother had admitted to feeling a bit dubious about their incestuous relationship at first, and it was perfectly obvious that both of them now felt perfectly at home with the idea of family fucking.

"Listen," Jack said, "there's a bit of wine left, and a couple of sandwiches. Would you like to share it? It'll build up your strength for the next round."

Antonia smiled. Her brother was really pretty clever. He knew perfectly well that it would be best to have Julie and Henry do a bit more screwing before calling it quits for the day. That way the idea of screwing each other would seem more familiar to them, and they wouldn't brood about it that evening.

The four of them sat on the grass, naked as jaybirds, and finished up the wine and the sandwiches. The whole snack was so convivial and pleasant that Julie and Henry didn't have the slightest opportunity to feel ashamed about what they had just done.

"I don't know about you people," Jack said, "but I know my prick is sure ready for some more action. I've only had one come so far, and that sure isn't my quota!"

"Mine either," Henry said. He had been glancing at his lovely sister throughout the meal, and his prick had gotten perfectly stiff again.

"How about a bit of oral action, Julie?" he asked. Truth to tell, he'd never tried oral sex before, but he figured that now would be a perfect time to give it a whirl. Before, it had always seemed strange and even a bit unmanly. But now that as big a taboo as incest had ceased to have any importance, he sure wasn't going to worry about little ones.

The idea certainly struck Julie as being fine. The last come she'd had with her brother had been so delightful she was pretty well convinced that just about anything they did together couldn't possibly help but be fantastic.

Julie lay on her back, and Henry positioned himself on top of her, his head down by her cunt and his prick hanging above her beautiful face. He peered at his sister's cunt, and what he saw made his cock give a twinge of excitement. Since he'd never cunned a girl before, he'd never really gotten that good a look at a twat. In fact, that view he'd had of Antonia's pussy a little earlier was about the best sight he'd gotten to date. But now his eyes were only inches from his sister's vagina, and they could drink in every possible detail.

Julie had a very dainty twat. The labia were really quite small, though very sensitive, and she had hardly any hair at all growing between her legs, though she had a nice, if somewhat sparse pubic triangle in front. And the whole cunt was a very pretty pale pink, a pink which rather reminded him of a shade of lipstick which Julie sometimes wore. He wondered if there were any girls who ever lipstick on their cunt-lips, and he decided that he'd suggest it to Julie. In fact, he'd even enjoy putting it on for her. His prick, which was already iron hard, tried to get even harder at the thought.

He didn't just have her cunt to look at, though.

He also had it to smell. All the pussy-juices which she had secreted had given it a delightful aroma and he took several deep whiffs through his nose. Julie could hear those sniffs, and the knowledge that her brother was sniffing her up like some bitch in heat made her all the more excited. Henry could see her tight little clit stiffen up a bit more, a sight that just about sent him creaming all over Julie's face before she even got a chance to put his organ in her mouth, and could see a drop or two more of cunt fluid drip out between her labia.

That sight was way more than he could resist, and his tongue darted out to scoop up the frops. Man, did they ever taste good!

No sooner did his tongue touch her velvety pussy flesh than he felt the pressure of her lips on his whanger. Julie believed that men should have the initiative in sex, so she had been waiting for him to begin the little oral interlude. It hadn't been easy for her to wait, however, because his swollen prick certainly looked tempting as it dangled in front of her face.

Henry drew his tongue quickly across his sister's clit. She shuddered violently, and he guessed that he'd better ease up a bit if he wanted to keep her from coming right then and there. Since he hadn't had any experience with oral sex up to now, he hadn't been fully aware just how sensitive an organ the clitoris is. But he was intelligent and adaptable, and it only took him an instant to realize that he had better save the tongue-on-slit action for the grand finale. He ran his tongue-tip along his sister's labia, and although this also made her shudder, the reaction was much less violent than the one he'd gotten when he'd licked her fun-button. A bit more exploration soon had made clear to him the relative tenderness of the various parts of a vagina, and he was able to adjust his action accordingly.

The same thing was true for Julie. She'd never sucked dick before, but she was a very sensitive and perceptive girl, so it wasn't really very hard of her to tell what it was that brought her brother pleasure.

Soon the two of them were going at it as if they'd been mouthing each other's genitals all their lives.

Jack and Antonia watched the scene with a certain satisfaction for a moment – after all, it was they who were responsible for replacing fear and frustration with this happily uninhibited physical action – and then turned to each other.

"What would you like, Sis?"

"Hmmm, I dunno. To tell the truth, I've been pretty curious about anal sex ever since I saw you give it to Mom up the ass. Did you have a good time doing it?"