Brad Allison - Brother and sister

Steve is getting his pussy, too. Now, if they can just break up that thing between them. It was easier for me. Kurt left for a new job about a week after he got my cherry, and I didn't see him again for years. I was able to shift my passion to Dean. He was so excited when he saw some of my pussy blood on his prick! It did stretch me a little. Dean has an inch more of cock than Kurt…

"Now let's have that beer and get better acquainted, Nancy," Carl Nash smiled. He sat at her right, his prick back inside his swim trunks. She still wore her bikini panties. She had gone up in the bushes and done her little cleanup thing, she was fresh and dainty again and just wild for more delicious orgasms.

She had not put her halter back on. He loved to look at her breasts. He was being so careful with her, not rushing, giving her time to get used to him. He knew positively that she had screwed her brother, the shame of it still bugged her, she was glad that they were away from Toni and Steve. They were having their own little picnic!

As they sipped their beer, his eyes caressed her, his left leg pressed against her right thigh. She wiggled closer, sliding her right arm around his waist, trailing her lips on his shoulder. A fine sweet glow was building in her body, not like that demanding lust she had known for Steve.

"Here's to more fun," she giggled, holding her beer can over with her left hand. He smiled, they clicked the containers together.

"Here's to more dates with the best looking blonde in town," he chuckled.

"Do you really mean it, honey?" she said, trembling.

"I told you, you're my girl," he answered. "If you want to be."

"Yes, yes!" she breathed. "I-I should still tell you the truth…"

He upended his beer, and drew her in close until her right breast was pushing at his chest. "Look, Nancy. I know what your bad scene was – now I'm going to make you forget it. Those things happen, oftener than you think. Your conscience is screaming, you're a fine, young, sensitive girl. If it didn't upset you, I wouldn't like you as much as I do. Understand?"

She nodded, trembling. "You're such a good therapist!"

He grinned. "I have an idea. You finish your beer and make out with me, this time. Do anything that comes into that pretty head of yours. Okay?"

Oh, I believe that would help me! she thought, trembling. He's so good to me! I do want to be active and forward with him. I want to cum for him again – and again!

"I'll just eat you up!" she exclaimed, pushing her can of beer aside. She hugged him, kissed his cheek lightly and stood up, posing in front of him. She remembered some of her fantasies about what she would do when she became engaged to the right man – before she had started lusting for her brother. Well, she was not engaged yet, but things had not turned out the way that she had planned when she had started playing with her clit and breasts.

She recalled the time that she and Toni had slipped into an X-rated film in Spokane. Such things were never shown in Potter! Well, she had sure come out of the theater with a tingling clit and itchy nipples, but the scenes that had excited her the most had been the ones where the sexy girl had tried to arouse her half-drunken boyfriend; it had happened twice.

First she had stripped, slowly and teasingly, then she had gotten him undressed and flat on his back on the bed and started sliding her pussy and mouth and breasts all over his body! Of course, the movie had not shown everything, but the idea of the girl being so bold and aggressive had really dampened her panties.

Oh, there had been some of it with Steve – but she was starting all new with a new man she really cared for! She had to wipe that out of her being, she had to keep trying and trying! Toni had made such a big thing out of the fact that Steve had plucked her cherry, that certain little suspicions about the redhead were forming in her mind.

There had been a big change in Toni after she had spent a few months in Spokane taking her beauty training. It was possible for a girl to have a lot of sex with a man without actually breaking the hymen. Foreign girls did it, she had read about it. Some women even had a new hymen sewn in after they had broken it! She doubted that Toni had done that, because such an operation would be very expensive, but she had returned from Spokane much more knowing about sex.

Well, she hoped that Steve and Toni would hit it off good. Her brother needed to ease his conscience, too. She did not want him thinking about his sister's cunt. It had to be all over, it just had to be!

Now, standing in front of Carl, she spread her legs, tilted her cunt-curve forward and weaved her shoulders, lifting her hands to her breasts, under-cupping them in her fingers, arching them forward.

"Still like my titties, honey?" she giggled, undulating her ass and fluttering her tongue out from between her lips. Ohhhh, it was fun!

"Great!" he chuckled.

She brought her hands down to her bikini panties and began to lower them, slowly.

"You haven't seen my pussy yet," she laughed. "About time you did!"

"Right," he smiled, his eyes hot, his cock rising up high inside his trunks. He worked them from his hips, along his legs and away. "Maybe you need a little inspiration."

"Ohhhh, that's beautiful!" she gasped. And it was! She had fondled it, she had felt its thick sexiness, but seeing it out and stiff, seeing his big nuts framed in thick, curly dark hair, clear juice leaking from the skin-framed knob, pink and swollen, surged her excitement higher.

Carl leaned back lazily, hands behind him and tensed his prick. She shuddered, she inched her bikini panties lower. She realized that she had not thought about Steve for long, long moments; she was doing better. She had not dreamed of him when she was cumming on Carl's fingers, either! Everything now, with Carl, was so rich and right!

Nancy slid her panties lower until her pussy curve was fully exposed… It was well swollen, good and wet, and it was itching for his hand and cock!

"Delicious!" Carl grinned.

"How do you know, smarty? You haven't tasted it yet!"

He laughed. "Smart chick. Give me time. I can tell it's going to have a fine flavor."

She remembered a sexy thing she had read in an article about being sensuous. Don't think about Steve's tongue, she thought quickly. But at least I know I love being nibbled and eaten! I just blow my mind! I bet Carl can eat me better! And fuck me better, too!

Nancy stepped out of her bikini panties, at last, and wiggled closer to Carl Nash. His big, thick penis looked better all the time, she was turning on in a different way than she had with him earlier, she was feeling deeper and sweeter. It was still fun, but a warmer kind of fun that was heating her entire body, a rich glow.

Her pussy was swelling out more, too! Moving her ass and rocking her cunt toward him, opening her legs in the age-old gesture of sex need and invitation brought her clit up to full stiffness. The ache in her crotch was getting stronger! She wiggled and hunched and stuck her tongue way out.

She had to touch him, she could not wait any longer! She had heard that strippers sometimes had orgasms during their act, and she could believe it. She had enjoyed her fun alone too much, she was tuned in to prick.

"Ohhhh!" she breathed, dropping to her knees and straddling him, lowering her tingly breasts to his chest. "You sure inspired me with your cock, honey!"

He smiled. "Do your thing, now. Show me lots of action, huh?"

"I'll 'action' you all afternoon!" she giggled. She rubbed her tumid nipples on his chest and squirmed her puffy cunt against the underslant of his prick. The touch of her labia on his cock shivered her whole body.