Nick Eastwood - Cousin comes first

"Ahhhhhhh, fantastic," Mike sighed. Then he glanced at his brother and got out of the way.

Bob had a hard-on that looked ready to explode, big thick blue veins standing out on the engorged shaft, thick streams of juice pouring from his piss hole. Brenda saw it, too, and the sex-hungry little girl eagerly opened her legs again.

"Roll over," he commanded. "What?" Brenda exclaimed. "Get on your hands and knees," he said. "B-But that's how dogs do it," she giggled. "You got it," Bob leered. "Did anybody ever say dogs don't have fun?"

Brenda's eyes glowed with lust, and she quickly rolled over and poked her pretty little ass up in the air. Bob knelt behind her, grasped her slim hips, and socked the swollen head of his prick into the tight little mouth of her box. He began to push into her slowly, so Mike could watch every detail. Mike was fascinated, all right. He moved in close, practically breathing on his brother's prick. Brenda whimpered and clawed the bed as Bob slowly crammed her full of violently throbbing prick meat.

"Oooooo, yeah, Bob, get into me," she moaned, "give me every inch of your cock."

Bob leered down at her as he eased his steelhard meat into her tiny cunt. Her pussy lips were enormously stretched, and his thick shaft was forcing molten cream from her box. He pushed till at last his taut hairy balls touched her ass, and then he paused for breath, fully into her.

Brenda gave an impatient wiggle, and Bob got down to business. He began sawing his lust-engorged prick up and down in her slippery hot cunt, fucking her hard and deep. He sensed the girl's incredible lust and knew she didn't want to be fucked gently. She wanted the living shit fucked out of her, and he was just the guy for the job.

"Ooooooo, shit, yes," Brenda screeched, "fuck me good and hard Bob!"

Mike was watching every single detail of his brother's technique. He could hardly wait to try this doggy style fucking himself. Although he'd just come like a bomb, he was getting horny again, his tireless young prick lurching into stiffness. Bob fucked faster and faster into Brenda's juicy little pussy hole, forcing out her pearly cream and making her squeal with pleasure. Soon he was fucking her so hard, she had to dig her nails into the bed to keep from being knocked over.

Brenda began to wonder if there was any limit to how often she could come. She never seemed to get tired of it. Now Bob's brutally hammering cock was driving her helplessly towards another body-blasting orgasm, and she was creaming and moaning uncontrollably. She felt the pleasure building in her pussy till she was almost blacking out with it. Then at last came the delicious explosion she craved.

Bob had intended to hold out a little longer, but when her cunt spasmed hard around his prick, it was just too much. He gasped, shuddered, and began pounding his load into her, his belly slapping her ass in resounding smacks. Brenda whimpered with ecstasy as she took the older brother's steaming load of come.

"Oooooo, cream me, Bob!" she cried.

"Awwwww, fuck, shit, aaaggghhhhhh!" he roared.

Mike's cock gave a violent horny lurch as he watched them coming. He shivered with excitement as he realized he'd be fucking Brenda next, right after his brother. Bob would hardly pull his prick out of her cunt before Mike would stuff his inside. But his expectations were disappointed when the bedroom door suddenly shot open, and there stood his dad!

"Jesus Christ," Joe exclaimed, "what in hell's going on here?"

"Dad," Bob said numbly, "we didn't expect you home today."

Brenda and Mike just stared at the boys' father, who was standing there looking grim, hands on hips. It looked like they were all in for a lot of trouble.

"I didn't expect to get back so soon," Joe finally said. "Where's your mother?"

"Asleep," Bob said.

"Thank God for small favors," Joe sighed.

"It would have killed her to see this. Now, you boys go to your rooms and stay there till I talk to you. Right now I want to talk to Brenda alone."

The boys shot Brenda helpless looks and left the room. Brenda was thinking fast. If she didn't find some way to deal with Uncle Joe's anger, her fun was over for the summer. He'd make sure she and the boys were never alone together again. Brenda didn't think she could take that. She'd die of horniness. Somehow she had to get permission to go on fucking Bob and Mike – but how?

"Cover yourself up," he snapped.

Brenda sighed and got under the covers, pulling them up to her chin. "You might as well sit down, Uncle Joe," she said politely. "I suppose we're going to have a long talk."

"Not as long as you might think," he said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "It's really pretty simple, Brenda. What you did was very, very wrong, and I'm not going to let it happen again. I think the best thing would be to send you to a girls' camp for the rest of the summer."

She burst into tears. She figured that would throw him off balance, and she was right. As she began to sob, Uncle Joe reddened and looked uncomfortable.

"Brenda," he said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, but I don't know what else to do."

"All right, Uncle Joe," she moaned, "but will you please rub my back? That always makes me feel better."

"Sure, honey," he said, pulling back the covers.

Brenda took her time about turning over on her belly, making sure he got a good glimpse of her luscious high-riding tits and stiff pink nipples. His face got even redder. When she was settled on her stomach, he gingerly touched her back, as if it were a hot potato. He started to rub, and Brenda purred with contentment and drew the covers down just a little more, showing the rounded top of her pert little ass.

"Mmmmmmm, that's better," she sniffed.

"Just take it easy," Joe said soothingly.

"Uncle Joe," she said, "be honest – what's really wrong with what the boys and I did?"

"Brenda, you're way too young for that," he said.

"Bull," she replied. "Lots of girls are my age when they get married. And Bob and Mike are older than I am. I really don't understand what we did wrong."

"It's hard to explain," he muttered.

"Didn't you and Aunt Carol sleep together before you got married?" Brenda persisted.

She felt his hands start to sweat as he rubbed her back. "That's none of your business, honey," he said.

"Ha," Brenda chuckled, "I thought so. You and Aunt Carol were getting it on when you were our age, weren't you?"

"Well, that was different," Joe sputtered. "We were engaged. Brenda, you were making it with two guys in the same bed – and they were your cousins."

"I know," Brenda sighed, "and it sure was great." She cased the covers down some more. "Rub a little lower, okay?" she said. "And go on explaining what we did wrong. I still don't understand."

Joe was confronted with his niece's bare ass. "I, it, don't think you realize what incest means," he said hoarsely. "I'll try to explain."

He went into some long-winded explanation with big words. Brenda didn't understand it, and she wasn't interested in it anyway. She was conscious only of him slipping his big callused hands onto her ass and starting to rub. It made her feel very sexy – and she hoped it was having the same effect on him. That was her plan, to seduce her Uncle Joe. How else could she possibly change his mind?

She didn't know it, but her plan was working all too well. Most of her slim young body was uncovered now, and he could even see the rounds of her tits and the faint shadow of pussy flesh between her slightly parted thighs. Joe felt himself getting aroused, and there was nothing he could do about it. Rubbing her smooth hot flesh didn't help matters, either, especially when she insisted he rub her ass.

Brenda was pretty, and she had a child-woman's body that turned him on like crazy. He knew she was hot-blooded, too, from the brief glimpse he'd had of her with his sons. As he'd walked into the room to see what all the weird noises were, Bob was just slipping his cock from her cunt, and she was eagerly looking at Mike's hard-on. The girl was prepared to take two stiff cocks in a row, so she could hardly be frigid.