Ginger Craft - Overripe

"Julie… you better stop," he groaned.

"Why? Don't you like it?"

"I mean, if you don't stop, well, something's going to happen."

"I know," she smiled at him. "You'll come, right?"

"Yes!"

"We can't let that happen, can we?" she said, pulling her hand away. As soon ass his cock was free, he started to pull the sheet back over his naked body. "Oh, no you don't!" she said, slapping at his hands.

Seeing that he wouldn't cover himself now, she stood up. "Want to have some fun, brother dear?"

"Fun?"

For an answer, Julie lifted her gown from her head and threw it to the foot of his bed. She arched her back, making her breasts arch out and up, the nipples long and hard. Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, she stripped them off quickly. Kenney stared-pop-eyed at his naked sister.

Julie spread her feet on the floor and shoved her hips forward, both hands pulling at the hair-lined lips of her cunt. "This kind of fun, Kenney."

He swallowed hard, unable to take his eyes from her pussy. The first one he had ever seen in his life. Kenney thought it was the best thing since Gunsmoke.

"Can't you speak?" she asked softly, twisting her hips as she rubbed at her clitoris. "You said up mine, didn't you? Well, here it is. Don't tell me you've changed your mind."

"Golly!"

"That's right-golly."

Julie climbed onto the bed with him, kneeling and still stroking her inflamed clitoris. "Has that thing ever been inside a girl, Kenney?"

He shook his head.

"Then it's about time it was, don't you think?"

He nodded his head.

Julie threw one slim leg over his shaking body, standing upright above him. He gazed up with his pop-eyed expression, staring in between her creamy thighs and directly at her pussy. He began to pant as his sister began to lower herself down. She squatted above his cock, her cunt inches away.

Reaching down, Julie took his prick in her right hand, stroking it as she rubbed her clitoris. She peered between their bodies, then at his face. "It looks like I'm becoming the fucking teacher of thirteen-year-old boys," she said. "You're the second one that age I've screwed."

Kenney was far too excited to pay any attention to her words. Julie had lowered her cunt down and was now brushing the flaring head of his cock along the warm, moist slit of her cunt, holding the hairy lips apart with her fingers.

"Feel good, Kenney?" she asked in a thick voice. "Doesn't that feel good against your prick?"

He gulped and nodded his head.

"Watch my pussy suck it up"

Julie squirmed, screwing her crotch downward. Kenney stared in amazement as the head of his prick spread the lips of his sister's twat. There seemed to be a great deal of heat there, and he was struggling to hold back his threatening ejaculation.

Holding the head of his cock by the lips of her snatch, Julie rolled her hips in a tight circle, using the muscles of her stomach and thighs, still using her fingers there. Slowly, very slowly, she inched down, taking more and more of his prick into her cunt. After approximately each inch, she would pause and circle her hips about, watching the expression on his young face.

"Nice, huh?" she whispered.

"Yeah!" he croaked.

"You just keep on watching," she whispered, "and see my pussy suck all your prick in."

Down she went, and finally her cunt hairs pressed into the wiry hairs at the base of his dick. She settled there tightly for a long moment, thrilled by the stretch and fullness of her pussy. That it was Kenney's cock, her brother's prick, inside her twat, made it all the more exciting.

Now, pressing her pussy against his pelvis, she hunched back and forth, then swung in tight circles. Finally, she began to lift her ass, sliding up on his cock slowly, and repeated her maneuver with just the head held in her snatch. She had intended to fuck him slowly, but the lust had gripped her tighter than ever before.

She began bouncing swiftly up and down.

While fucking her brother by sitting astride him, Julie cupped her breasts with both hands, squeezing them hard, taking the nipples between thumb and forefinger and pulling them, stretching them. Her pussy flew up and down, sucking his cock. She could feel the throb of Kenney in her and she dropped her right hand and shoved it behind her dancing ass. Grabbing at his balls, she tugged on them.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned. "This is good, isn't it, Kenney! Ohhhh, God… it feels so good! Doesn't it feel good to you, Kenney? Isn't my pussy nice and hot on your cock?"

"Yeah," he said hoarsely. He had not moved since she sat down on him. He was almost afraid to move. Not because his sister was fucking so furiously atop him, but because of the sensations it was giving him. He was afraid that if he did move, all that delicious pleasure would go away.

"Ooooo, delicious!" Julie whimpered, her voice climbing. "What a dock you have, Kenney! Damn, why didn't you show this thing to me earlier? Ohhhh… come on, brother dear! Pump your ass… fuck me! Don't make me sit here and do it all! Fuck up and down… work it with me!"

Barbara had retired to her bedroom after turning out the hall light. She had taken her shower earlier, and now, with a gauzy nightgown on, she had propped herself up in the bed and was reading a novel. She still had that strange tingling between her thighs, and she turned pages of the paperback without seeing the words.

When the sound first came to her, she failed to associate it. Then as the sounds became louder, the book dropped from her hand and she sat upright in the bed, eyes wide, her breath caught in her throat. The words came clearly to her. "Come on, brother dear! Pump your ass… fuck me!"

"My God!" she whispered. "It can't be.

She threw her legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Before she could take a step, the rest of the words came to her. "Don't make me sit here and do it all! Fuck up and down… work it with me!"

Barbara knew she wasn't going out of her mind. That was her son and daughter, and they were fucking!

She started to move, and her legs became rubbery. Instead of stepping forward, she fell back on the bed. She sat there, eyes wide, her breath coming in harsh gasps, her fist clenched tightly at her sides.

"Fuck me!" she heard Julie urging her brother. "That's it, Kenney… pump up and down. Ooooo… yes, yes! Oh, God… so good! Fuck me… fuckme… fuckme!"

Barbara knew she should do something, but she wasn't sure what she should do. Go in there, pull them apart, spank their asses? No, of course not. Julie was far too old for spankings. Then what could she do? What should she do? •

Barbara did nothing.

She sat on her bed, listening to the cries and murmurs of their incestuous passion. As the sounds became more pronounced, Barbara found herself becoming extremely aroused. She was becoming more aroused than any of her men friends had ever made her. Her body felt on fire, as though she were being consumed in flames. Her breasts had suddenly become so swollen, they felt ready to burst, and her nipples were so raw, the gown became unbearable on them. Between her slender thighs, her pussy was a raging torrent of lust.

"Ohhhh," she whimpered softly, her hands pressing into her lap. "Ohhhh!"

Hardly knowing she was doing it, Barbara ripped at her gown, tearing it to shreds until she, was naked. Her eyes closed, lips hanging open, she threw her knees apart and began clawing at her burning twat. She had not masturbated since high school, and now she was digging into her pussy uncontrollably, unable to stop herself. The words coming from her son and daughter inflamed her beyond reason, and she flopped back across the bed, her legs wide as she rubbed at her swollen clitoris with one hand, the fingers of the other thrusting powerfully into her steaming twat.