Joe Lawton - Sister in heat

Her cunt wet from reliving her first suck and fuck affair with Frank Holt in the theater while still in her early teens, Lorna got rid of a happy sigh that disturbed her breasts and wiggled her ass down the neon bright street in search of her brother will.

The tint place she checked was the Covered Wagon. She hit the jackpot. Her brother Will was there. She had no trouble recognizing him. The resemblance was startling. A gasp shook her big tits. Will looked exactly as Bearclaw Mike had looked when he was twenty-one.

After walking away from the theater where she had taken a mental journey back to relive the first suck and fuck session she'd had with Frank, her cunt had settled down. Now as she looked at her brother will, she found herself getting hot all over again. Nine years back her cunt had burned with the same lust for their father, and because of it had she had gotten scared and run off with Jake Wild. A grim smile twisted her mouth. No way would she ever fuck up like that again. Brother or not, given half a chance, she would do anything and everything to Will's cock.

Will was probably the only customer in the Covered Wagon who didn't see Lorna enter, but only because he was too preoccupied with staring at the barmaid's big tits. She wasn't surprised to discover that her brother had grown into a tit man. Even at the age of twelve he had made a grab for hers more times than she could remember.

"Here's an empty seat, lady."

The man who had spoken was drunk, but he wasn't being rude; small town people just enjoyed being friendly with strangers. Lorna thanked him and walked down to where her brother was doing everything except feeling the barmaid's large breasts, gave him a playful nudge with her elbow. "Buy me a drink and I'll let you take me home with you tonight, handsome," she said throatily.

The fluffy breasted barmaid took Lorna for a hooker and said something, but whatever it was got lost in the booming laugh Will gave out with when he came off his bar stool and trapped Lorna in his arms. He hugged her breasts to his chest and showered her face with kisses, then bent her back so far her already itching and burning with lust cunt ended up pushing against his big balls.

Not giving a shit who was watching, Lorna wrapped her arms around Will's slender waist and strained to get closer to his hard and beautiful nuts. Through her skirt she could feel the length and thickness of his flaccid cock against her right thigh, and while she pressed her thigh to it she thought, Brother or not, I'm going to suck him and fuck him like I should have done with our father. Or die trying… she thought.

Theirs was a torrid reunion, and by the time they finished hugging and kissing each other, the webbing of Lorna's panties was sticky with come. Her breasts quaked as she stepped back, and asked breathlessly, "Do I look as mussed up as I feel?"

Will lifted his eyes from her savagely heaving tits, grinned. "All I see is one beautiful sister in need of a second wind, and a nice stiff drink. Name your pleasure."

The feel of his cock in her cunt, mouth or asshole was the one pleasure Lorna would have liked to name, but instead she said, "Get me a beer, Will. Any kind. As long as the damn thing's cool."

"Cold beer it is." Will pointed across the dimly lighted room. "Grab that empty stall and I'll be right with you."

Lorna felt Will's eyes on her rippling ass as she moved toward the booth in the north corner. She shivered and wished his hands were on her ass instead of his eyes.

She sat down and rummaged through her shoulder bag for her cigarettes. Anything to keep her mind off her disturbed cunt. When she glanced toward the bar again, she saw will talking to Eli Gaffney. Seeing the old man brought a smile. The nap had done Eli a world of good. Now he looked as if he could fuck and have his cock sucked all night long. A silent laugh shook her tits. Knowing Eli, he probably would.

Lorna slipped into the ladies room while Will and Eli Gaffney were talking. There she brushed her hair and applied a fresh coat of bright red lipstick to her mouth. Then she took a piss and dried her still lusting cunt with some of the perfumed tissues she always carried in her purse. Now she felt clean again. And ready for anything.

Will was waiting for Lorna when she came back to the booth. His eyes watched her breasts jiggle as she sat down across from him. Then he grinned at her.

"I told Eli you and I wanted to be alone for a few hours, so he's driving your wagon out to the ranch."

"We're staying here in this bar?"

"Only if you're in the mood to spend the rest of tonight with Frank Holt and his cousin Opal."

"I'd rather spend my first night home with you, not them."

"Same here."

His eyes went to her breasts again as he reached for his beer, then jumped up to her face.

"Drink up and let's get the fuck out of this place while we still can."

For a moment Lorna wondered how Will could be so positive that Frank Holt and his cousin Opal knew she had arrived, then she remembered how small towns had long memories and matching tongues. Hell, she had probably been recognized by more than one person during her walk from Eli Gaffney's garage to here, and by this time the whole damn county probably knew she was home again.

Lorna finished her beer and followed her brother out the back door. The vehicle-choked parking lot was dark and quiet. Will's arm brushed against her breast when he slipped his hand in hers, and this was all it took to make her nipples stiffen and strain against the bra and blouse that covered them. She bit her lower lip. Now her tits and cunt were both tingling. She shivered. A parked car's headlights came on and trapped them just as Will glanced at her.

"Cold?" he asked.

Lorna knew Will had felt her hand tremble in his. A soft laugh rocked her tits.

"Not cold. Excited."

A somber look came to his face.

"There goes the reason I needed to take you in my arms again."

Lorna came to a sudden stop in the headlights glow and studied him closely for a few seconds. He looked as hot as she did, but was he? She tugged him into the deep shadows of a parked cattle truck to find out for sure. Her breath caught, and their she murmured, "You don't need a reason to take me in your arms, Will. Just take."

Will didn't wait for a second invitation. He caught Lorna in his arms and drew her toward himself to kiss her. His warm and hungry mouth touched hers, then quickly backed away. She felt his arms relaxing and grabbed his elbows, then whispered, "Forget I'm your sister, Will. Let it happen. I want it to happen."

Lorna was still talking when his arms tightened around her again. Then she felt her trembling body being urged toward his. She pressed her breasts against his chest, and thrust her cunt toward his crotch. Now she was sure. Will wanted her as badly as she wanted him. She could feel his cock throbbing against her thigh. His cock was rock-hard!

She butted her ass back ant reached down between them to feel the length and thickness of his prick. While they kissed her fingers explored Will's balls, then nipped their way down to find and grip his huge and spade-shaped cockhead.

Will moved his mouth away from hers and started feeling her. His hands moved over her breasts in a circular motion, then stopped at her jutting nipples. He took them between his fingers and massaged them for a few seconds through her bra and blouse. Then he dipped his head and started kissing her tits.

Lorna released her grip on Will's cockhead and fumbled open his fly. She reached inside his pants and pulled his stiff and come-slippery cock out into the open air. Again her fingers tightened as she skinned him back to expose the cockhead.

"Will, turn me loose so I can take your cock in my mouth and suck you off."