Mark Jacobs - The horniest family

Doug found everyone asleep when he got home, everyone except Chastity that is. He saw a light shining through the crack under her door into the hall. He crept stealthily put her door on the way to his own room, not wanting to be questioned by her about Marcy's wild party plans.

When be got to his room he stripped down and stood for a few minutes admiring his athletic body in front of his full-length mirror. He couldn't help feeling damn proud of himself after such a successful fuck session. His cock looked and felt like it had just been run through a wringer, but he knew that he could have kept on fucking for a few more bouts if he had wanted to. He felt like a shower after all that hot balling. He slipped down the hallway to the bathroom, still buck naked, looking over his shoulder as he went to see if Chastity's door was still closed. She was sitting on his bed waiting for him when he got back to his room.

Members of the Anderson family were always walking around the house naked or nearly so. Under most circumstances Doug wouldn't have felt at all embarrassed about being discovered naked by his sister. But he had just come from a wild fuck-fest, and that somehow made his nudity more embarrassing for him. The fact the warm shower had refreshed his dong and made it fill out and hang at its full length should have embarrassed Chastity, too.

He tried to cover his crotch but was unable to do it nonchalantly, his prick hanging like a length of rubber hose in front of him. His sister averted her gaze in deference to his obvious embarrassment. He avoided her eyes; she avoided his. Doug was glad that she wasn't playing games or trying to make herself a sexual pain in the ass at the moment. She was well-covered in a bulky bathrobe, with nothing of her sultry body visible to him. She sat on the edge of the bed pretending to look at a poster that hung on Doug's wall. When he put on his bathrobe and sat down beside her, the tension abated somewhat. Still there was something peculiar in the air. Doug felt that she might be up to something, but at least she wasn't trying to turn him on.

"Where have you been all night?" Chastity asked cheerfully after a long silence.

"Nowhere in particular," Doug replied, knowing full well that he would have to tell her the whole story of his fuck with Marcy and Darlene if she pressed him for it.

"Oh," she said, looking off.

There was a long silence.

"I thought you might have gone over to see Marcy, Palmer. She told me her parents were gone for a few days. When the cat's away…" she said.

"Yeah?" he replied. "I might have dropped by her place," he said carefully.

"She told me you were going to," Chastity said.

"She did what?" he asked, his voice a bit dry.

"Oh, we were talking girl talk and she said she had invited you over. Everybody knows what it means when Marcy invites a guy over, Doug," she said. "Of course you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

"Shit, Chastity! We just sat around and watched TV," he said, feeling a bit stupid all of a sudden.

Chastity coughed. There was another long and embarrassing silence.

"You know, Doug, we haven't talked much since last summer," she whispered. "I always like to know what my big brother's up to," she continued.

Doug didn't feel much like a big brother now. He felt more like a little boy. Chastity's influence was stirring him in a strange way. His heart started to pound.

"Are you sure you… uh… what was it? Watched TV?" Chastity snickered.

"Yeah! Okay, goddamn it! We fucked all goddamn night! Fucked! Darlene joined in, too, damn it! I fucked both of 'em in the ass, too! The sisters ate each other out, too!" he almost shouted, expecting Chastity to think he was joking.

"Don't get mad, Dougie," she said calmly.

"Who's mad, damn it?" he said, feeling ridiculous.

There was a long silence.

"Then it really is true, all the gossip I've been hearing about those two?" Chastity said excitedly.

Doug shook his head in disbelief and gave up trying to hide anything from her.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! It's true I guess, goddamn it! Marcy and Darlene have been goin' at it for a long time I guess! Now you know! Jesus Christ! Keep this shit to yourself!" he said, somehow glad that he had spilled the beans.

"Is that all you have to tell me, Doug darling?" she asked teasingly.

"I guess I could give you a blow by blow description. That what you want?" he asked, tired and annoyed.

"That might be interesting. Blow by blow, huh? But it's not necessary. Not tonight anyhow. I know how tired you older men get after a big night. I just thought you might like to invite me to the little party Marcy's having tomorrow night," she whispered wickedly in his ear.

"How the hell…" he rasped.

"Marcy called after you left her house. She invited me, Doug," Chastity said.

"Oh, shit!" he groaned. "That bitch! This is a real mind-fuck! Hell, you can't go. How the fuck's a guy supposed to get it on in front of his sister?"

"Well, Dougie, you didn't seem to have any trouble last summer," she sang sweetly in his ear.

Doug didn't know whether to strangle her or go along with her crazy idea. Things were getting out of control again, just as they had at Silver Lake. He had known all along that something like this was bound to happen eventually. Now that it was about to happen, he was getting cold feet.

"Okay! Fuck it! You can come. But keep your damn hands off me. I'm goin' there for some serious fuckin' and I don't need you distractin' me," he said, wishing he hadn't said it.

"Shame on you, Dougie! Why would I bother with a runt like you when I can have all those big strong friends of yours?" she teased, kissing him lightly on the cheek and rising to leave. "Don't forget to invite Rick Davisson, Dougie. I like his big fat dick!" she giggled. "Sleep tight, big brother," she said as she closed the door behind her.

"What a fuckin' sister," Doug said to himself aloud after she left.

He didn't sleep very well that night.

Next morning Doug called some of his hornier buddies and invited them to Marcy's orgy. They all jumped at the invitation. By the time eight o'clock rolled around, it seemed that half the cars in town were heading for the Palmer place. Doug couldn't bring himself to arrive with Chastity, so he shrugged her off when she asked for a ride and let her get there the best way she could.

Doug arrived late. He opened the door and was greeted by the friendly smell of burning grass and free-flowing liquor. He was also greeted by the beaming face of a half-naked chick. She stood at the door wearing nothing but a pair of black-lace panties and a pot-and-sex-inspired smile. She sized up the new arrival and obviously liked what she saw.

"You must be Doug Anderson. Marcy's been telling me all about you," she smiled. "Have a hit?"

Doug accepted the joint and inhaled deeply. He gazed down at the girl's naked knockers.

"Good grass," he said. "What else you got for me?" the lovely girl cupped a boob in her hand and raised it to him.

"Marcy was right about you, wasn't she? You really don't waste any time," she said, looking at Doug with wide-eyed appreciation.

"I like to get it while it's hot," Doug said, reaching out to squeeze her offered boob. "You sure got nice tits."

He glanced past the girl and noticed that the rest of the gang hadn't wasted any time either. Al Benson and Mark Roberts were sitting on the sofa being sucked off by Marcy and Darlene. Doug could almost feel the girls' sucking lips working on his own rod, which was hard and sticking down his pants leg by now.

Al pulled Marcy's head off his prick and told her to say hello to Doug. She turned around and waved to him, then eagerly resumed her cock sucking. Doug tossed a plastic bag full of marijuana onto the sofa. Mark fumbled in the pocket of his pants, which were draped over the arm of the sofa, and found some rolling papers, starting to roll a toke while Darlene continued to suck him off.