Ron Taylor - The family lays together

"You need lots more practice." Jenny sighed, repaying the favor with her own fingers. "Don't take them out till I tell you. Like, about 1988! Oh, God, we are gonna be late for school… but you forge the note from my mom, and I'll forge the one from yours, okay?"

"So you've got the job," Sammi said. Steven nodded. "We haven't signed the contract, but it's sewed-up. I was very impressive, evidently. But I'm the ideal anchor – good looking, authoritative manner, clear precise voice…"

"Ego, a mile long – or is that your cock?" Sammi spoke abruptly. She put down her drink. "You're a perfect media package. Has nothing to do with who you are."

"And who am I?" Steven asked. "You're my twin brother." Samantha stood up. She'd had one drink too many this evening and she was a little wobbly on her high heels.

"And you're the one man in the world who can just look into my eyes and make me want to get naked and fuck. Come on. Haven't you been waiting for this all day? Let's fuck, Steven." She pulled off her sweater and dropped it to the floor beside the fireplace. Her bra was thin and flimsy. Her tits jiggled provocatively in it, the big nipples plainly visible through the sheer cups. The points of her nipples stuck out vividly.

She let the skirt slide down her long legs. Under it she ware only garters and stockings.

"No panties." She pointed to her bare cuntbush. "Thought I'd save us some time." She undulated her groin, swinging it at her brother. "Come on, Steve. I can see your cock getting hard, inside your pants. Better let it out before it smothers in there. Okay, I'll do it."

She came toward him, heels clicking, and she grabbed at his crotch. He caught her hand.

"Is there some reason you're acting like this, Sammi!"

She looked up into his face. Her eyes were dead serious. "I thought I'd take the initiative this time. Goddamn you, you came back here, and you knew fucking well, that the only thing I can think about when you're around is your cock, stabbing into me! You turned me on. It's too late to turn me off. I just want you to know that if you're coming back into my life, you're going to have to accept all the responsibilities. Like fucking me when I need it, and oh, Christ, Steven, I need it now!"

She slid to her knees before him, unzipping his fly and fishing his cock out of his pants. He wasn't entirely stiff, not even with her hands all over him. She bent his semi-soft prick down toward her mouth and she began to lick and suck it in alternation, slipping her lips over the end of him, swallowing him two or three times, then releasing him and allowing her mouth to range up and down his cock's length.

"Sammi!" He moaned from above. His prick was filling up rapidly. She could hardly get all of it into her mouth now, but she kept on sucking.

Sammi gasped in satisfaction, then kissed his fully erect cock.

"Now that's my Steven." She giggled like a schoolgirl. "Okay, big boy, come and get it!" She crawled toward the fireplace. She stretched out on the rug, her legs open and her pussy on display up between the smooth spires of her thighs. "Pussy, pussy!" She split her lips with her fingers, dipping one of them into her inviting cuntal hole.

"Not here," Steven said.

He was remembering what he'd seen last night – Maria and Jake, right here, on the same spot, his niece sucking Jake's cock until it gushed hot jism into her virginal, naive mouth. And that made him think of what had happened later, up in Maria's bedroom. God, he thought, how could he ever have allowed himself to get so carried away?

"It's okay," Samantha insisted. "Maria's spending the night with that ditzy friend of hers, Jenny Beck. You know that. And we've got the whole house to ourselves. We'll fuck in every room tonight. Even in Mom and Dad's old bedroom. That always used to turn you on when we were kids. Remember the time they were away, and we had to burn their sheets 'cause we didn't know how to get the cum stains out? Mmmmmm, you were a hot young stud, brother!"

"Let's do it in your bed," Steven suggested. At least there he might not have to think so much about how he'd fucked Maria last night, how he'd broken his niece's cherry and made her scream and moan with incestuous joy.

"All right." Sammi smiled. "Anyplace you hang your cock is home as far as I'm concerned. But I had a surprise, and you're going to fuck it up."

The surprise was hanging above Sammi's big four poster bed, covered by a curtain. She shrugged and pulled away the curtain. Steven's eyes almost jumped out of their sockets. It was a large, full-length acrylic painting of Samantha, totally nude and painted in stunningly realistic detail, even down to the delicate crack of her pussy, showing amid the lovely chestnut hairs other bush.

"A friend did it." Sammi stretched out on the bed, posing just like her portrait. "Would you rather fuck the picture or the model?"

Steven wanted to ask about the artist, but he decided it was none of his business. It thrilled him to know that someone else had the same erotic vision of Sammi that lingered in his mind, but he was afraid to ask for details. If she'd been fucking other men, he didn't want to know too much. He removed his clothes and came to her on the bed, his cock sticking out, harder than ever. He glanced up at his sister's portrait and felt his balls twitch in response. He didn't know much about art, but he knew what he liked.

He rolled onto the bed and into the open arms of the model. She was all over him, her body hot with excitement. Her mouth attacked his, then made straight for his stiff cock. This time she sucked him avidly, fully, whining as she took him deeply into her throat. She offered her pussy for sucking while she frenched him, and he took the hint.

She murmured her approval around his cock as they eased into a side-by-side 69. His tongue land her clit, and hot bursts of passion shot through Samantha's entire body at each frisky touch. The bastard! Nobody's mouth, not even Cathy's, had ever done as much for Sammi's cunt as her brother's.

She repaid him by swallowing his cock to the root, allowing it to penetrate her fully. She pushed her mouth at his balls, wishing she could swallow them too. God, she couldn't get enough of sucking him, not since the first time she'd ever put his cock in her mouth!

"Enough!" She gasped, prying her pussy from his face. "Oh, damn it, I've gotta get your cock into my cunt! Get on me and fuck me, Steven!"

And she rolled over onto her back, legs open, knees up, and she wiggled her hard-nippled tits at her brother's flushed face. "Fuck me, fuck meeeee!"

Unless she shipped Maria off to boarding school, they would not have too many chances for totally uninhibited fucking, at home. She knew damned well he was going to move in here with her, but she'd have to arrange her schedule to allow them at least one opportunity to fuck each and every day. She would crave him at night, but she didn't dare bring him into her bedroom with Maria so close by. She'd just have to survive the nights. Maybe boarding school wasn't such a bad idea.

He was on her now, his cock bruising the lips of her pussy. Jesus, he was swollen so fat, so stiff, so excited! And her pussy was no less excited. It dripped hot juices already, some of them stirred by his tongue, some of them brought on by his closeness alone. His cock squished as it nuzzled in her cunt. She reached down, took him in her fingers and moved his prick point up, to press against her swollen, aching clit.

"Oh, yes, that feels so fucking good," she purred. "Now put it inside me! Fuck me!"

"Like this?" he rammed his cock into her. "Oh, fucking hell, yes!" Sammi moaned, riding up to meet him.

Her pussy sheathed his cock, spat it out, then swallowed it again.

"Ooooh, let's fuck slow! Make every stroke count. All the way, Steven, let me feel every inch of your fat juicy cock as it reams my cunt. Fuck me like it was the first time!"