Steve Masters - Mom_s summer swap camp

"Ohhh, Debby…" he groaned.

"Faster…" she begged. "Fuck me faster, Billy… fuck the living shit out of me, you beautiful stud!!"

Their young bodies pumped and ground at each other. The marijuana had erased everything from their minds and bodies except the burning, flaming lust that kept Billy's cock screwing in and out of his sister's pussy as the desire and need in them built higher and higher. Every sensation was increased by the pot. Faster they fucked. Faster and faster still, holding each other tighter as their lovemaking rocked and swayed the tiny bed beneath them.

Debby was the first to cum.

"I feel it…" she cried. "Ohhhh… ohhhhhh, I'm almost there… ohhh, don't give up now, baby… don't stop… ohhhhhh… mmmmmmm…"

Stop? Hell, it was the farthest thing from Billy's mind. Heated up even more by his sister's words, he gave one final burst of power and speed to his fucking, until he was slamming in and out of that tender thirteen-year-old cunt like a jackhammer.

"Take it, baby… take it!!"

"Ohhhh, ohhhh!" she gasped. "Billy… darling… oh my God… I'm there… I-I'm cummmiinnnngggg… ohhhh!!"

Billy had never experienced anything like it in his young life. Debby's body seemed to come completely unglued beneath him as wave after wave of orgasmic fury whipped through her. She twisted and turned and bucked like a soul possessed as he continued to fuck her.

Her climax was all he needed to send him over the peak of lust as well. He gripped her asscheeks even harder than before and fucked her with everything he had.

"Ohhhh, Debby… my baby sister!!" he cried. "I'm… I'm cumming in your box…ohhh… ummmmggaaahhhmmm…"

The orgasm he had then made every other climax he'd ever had before seem like nothing. His rampaging cock thundered and exploded in the velvety grip of her cunt.

"Give it to me, Billy," she urged him on. "Give me every drop!"

And that's exactly what he did, the thick, hot cream of his lust blasting into and coating her inner walls, mingling with her own gushing love juices as they overflowed and ran down the crack of her ass to streak along her inner thighs and soak the sheets beneath them.

The climax seemed to last forever, but after nearly a full two minutes the pace of their humping did begin to subside, as Billy's cock at last started to lose its hardness and shrink within her.

Totally out of breath, and totally exhausted from their wild lovemaking, the two Richards children finally parted, and Billy rolled from between his sister's widely spread legs.

"Whew!" he sighed, his glazed eyes staring up vacantly at the ceiling. "That was incredible!"

Debby reached over lovingly and ran a hand along his leg, coming to rest at his limp pecker, still shiny and bright in the candlelight from the combination of both his and her juices.

"It was beautiful," she agreed in a gentle whisper. "Thank you, Billy. Thank you… for making such beautiful love to me."

Much as he loved hearing her say that, he was still a little surprised that she didn't feel any guilt or shame over what had just taken place, as he had half expected her to. Instead she was just touching and caressing his soft prick as if to thank it for the good job it had just done on her, and the look in her eyes and the tone of her voice reflected nothing but a woman totally mellowed out from a beautiful lovemaking session.

"No, uh, second thoughts?" he asked gently.

She rolled over until she was against his side, with her hair framing her face as she looked up and met his eyes.

"No second thoughts at all, Billy," she replied. "It was a long time coming, our making love, but it had to happen. We both knew it. And tonight it did happen… and I couldn't be happier."

He grinned. "You're a great little sister, did you know that?"

"And you're a great brother… and a great guy with a cock. I suppose you know that."

He chuckled. "Thanks, Debby. We do make a great team, that's for sure. It's just that… well, I kind of thought you might have some hang-ups about the… about the incest thing, know what I mean?"

She nodded. "I know what you mean, but don't worry. Sex is to enjoy, right? Well, we enjoy it!"

Billy couldn't help but laugh at that. "Boy, I'll say!" he agreed.

"I mean, it seems to me that it should be all right," Debby continued, "as long as we keep things clear in our heads. I mean, we have to remember that we're brother and sister. That the way we love each other is in a brotherly and sisterly way." She gave a little giggle then, and added, "Let's face it, Billy, we're both horny people. It's just the way we're built, I guess. And it'll be a lot easier to get our jollies from each other in our home than it would be to have to go out looking for it… especially at our age!"

"No argument there, Deb," he said. "I'm really lucky to have a sister who's as together in the head as you are, and don't think I don't know it."

"And don't think I don't know how lucky I am," she told him, and they traded a long, soulful kiss.

"Well, I hate to be a party pooper," Billy said finally, "but I think it's about time. You'd better climb back into your own bed, kid. It'd sure be a drag to get caught like this in the morning when Mom came in to wake us up for breakfast."

They both had to laugh at that, and then Debby slid her feet to the floor, saying, "I'll leave, Billy Richards, if you promise I can come back."

"Deb," he answered truthfully, "there'll always be room for you in my bed…"

Debby blew out the candle and the room was again pitched into blackness, as if nothing had happened.

But it had happened – every beautiful moment of it – and as Billy Richards drifted off to sleep, there was a happy, satisfied smile on his boyish face.

A smile that wouldn't have been there if he'd known that, for the last twenty minutes, his mother had heard every word and every sound that had gone on in her children's small bedroom…

Mavis Richards lay in the darkness of her own bedroom with her mind confused, her nipples hard, and her pussy dripping wet.

This was unreal! Being this horny twice in one day? Horny enough the first time to… to do what she had done that afternoon, and so horny this time from hearing her own children actually balling in their bedroom! She should have been outraged. She should have gone storming in on them and given both of them the whipping of their young lives.

But she hadn't. She couldn't. She couldn't, because the same stirrings from somewhere deep inside that had been suddenly awakened that afternoon, had again been brought to life when she'd approached the children's bedroom and opened the door and peered in through a slight crack.

The kids obviously hadn't realized just how paper thin the walls in the old cabin office were, or how well sound traveled. It wasn't like the sturdily constructed house they'd been used to living in in Milwaukee. Not by a long shot! And it made Mavis wonder just how long these brother-sister sex games had been going on.

She'd been lying in bed, trying to get to sleep, her mind still troubled by her shameless behavior that day. Then she'd smelled the pot smoke… something else she wondered about. Oh sure, she knew what pot smelled like. She was by no means a regular user, but she had smoked a joint on occasion when she'd been at parties at friends' places. Which didn't mean she was about to openly sanction it for Billy and Debby! So she'd smelled the pot, and she'd quietly stepped from her bedroom and crossed the living room to their door, not knowing just quite what she was about to say or do, and when she got there, the kids had already begun their games.

She'd heard Billy telling Deb about that afternoon, and had witnessed the effect it had had on the children too. But what could she do? What could she say? Could she feel any sort of anger at them for having been turned on in such a way… when she had kept her silence and stayed and watched their entire fuck session? No, there was no way she could bitch at them now, after she'd gotten as steamed up as she had watching them!