Kathy Andrews: Hot mom and sis

His cock felt hot, too, very hot. She gazed at his cockhead, swollen smooth. Staring at the tiny slit in the tip, she watched moisture seeping from it. She moved her other hand between her body and the seat. She stroked her swollen clit with a light finger, and began moving her fist up and down her sleeping brother's cock. She panted softly, her eyes swimming with excitement.

She tried a tentative squeeze.

Jimmy moaned, but didn't wake up.

Sharon paused, watching him anxiously, ready to jerk her hand away if he stirred and started to open his eyes. She didn't want him to catch her with his cock in her hand. She didn't want Jimmy mad at her.

There was one year to the day between their ages, with Sharon being the older. They never knew their father. All they knew was he had left them a month or so after Jimmy was born. Raised without a father, they didn't miss one. They knew, too, that their mother had been very young at the time, but Kathy had managed quite well with them. There had been a few men who wandered in and out of their lives, but no one important, no man that stayed long. Kathy had told them she simply did not want to get married again, not yet.

In the truck, Kathy was letting the young man know how friendly she was. Concerned about the warranty on the car, Kathy was letting the man know, in subtle ways, that she could pay him. Her skin was left halfway up her creamy thighs, and she sat with her shoulders back, tits thrust forward, smiling and chatting with him. She was aware of his interest in her. She saw his cock half-hard inside his grimy jeans.

"How about a cup of coffee when we get there?" said the man, who had introduced himself as Jack. "I got to find the part I need. If I don't have it, I have to send down to the city for it. Might take some time."

"Wonderful!" Kathy purred, stretching. Her tits rose outward, and she pressed her feet at the floorboard, letting her white skirt lift an inch or so higher. "I suppose there's a place we can stay for the night. Not too expensive."

"Sure thing," Jack said. "There's a nice motel, and it's clean, too."

Kathy scooted closer to the man, spreading her knees around the long metal shifting lever. Jack gulped when he felt her thigh against his. Kathy rested her hand on his grimy jeans. She felt his leg shaking, and grinned to herself.

Back in the car, Sharon was becoming bolder. Jimmy continued to sleep. She had her fist wrapped about his cock with a little more pressure, unable to resist holding it tightly. More juices beaded on his swollen cockhead. She ran her fingers about his piss hole, coating her hand with the slippery liquid. She had pressed her small finger between the hot lips of her almost hairless cunt, moving it in and out slowly. She was gasping with pleasure, her naked little ass twisting. The way his hard cock throbbed in her hand sent shivers up her and, down her body.

Jimmy groaned once, and Sharon froze, afraid to move her hand. But he still slept. She gave his cock a gentle squeeze, a tight squeal bubbling from her mouth. She pumped up and down, on his cock with slightly faster strokes. She saw his balls writhe and was fascinated. She kept her finger moving slowly in and out of her wet little cunt. The hot sun burning through the windshield felt very good on her naked, pretty ass. It made her feel much hotter between her slim thighs.

She licked at her lips, staring at her brother's cock as she pumped up and down. It seemed to be getting harder in her hand, swelling more. His cockhead, she decided, had definitely become larger. His piss hole was starting to flare open, and juice dripped more than before. In fact, the juices bubbled from his piss hole and ran down to her fingers, making her fist slippery. She noticed that his balls were no longer loose, but were getting tight. She watched them with youthful fascination as they drew up against the base of his cock.

She became more excited by his balls than by fingerfucking her pussy. Pulling her finger out, she stretched her hand into the back seat. Sharon cupped his balls, feeling how hot they were, too. She kept jacking up and down, unaware that her fist was getting tighter and tighter on his cock. She began to gasp and pant, her lovely body trembling. She knew something was about to happen, something she had only heard about at school during those secret, hurtfull talks among girls.

Sharon wanted to see it happen.

Throwing caution away, she gripped her brother's cock as hard as she could, puffing and pushing on it. She held his balls tightly, soft mews coming from her as she gazed at the swollen prickhead. She felt his cock throbbing with more power, and he was writhing his hips.

Suddenly, a thick gush of come juice spurted from his piss hole, flying a good foot and a half into the air. Jimmy groaned in his sleep. If he had woken up then, Sharon could not have stopped herself, she was so absorbed in this strange thing she was seeing. The stories she had heard about boys were true after all.

More squirting comejuice boiled high from his cock, splashing back down on his shorts and her fist. Sharon couldn't swallow the squeal of excitement she felt. She gripped his cock, her fist pumping in a frenzy, seeing if she could keep him spurting that way. His balls in her hand seemed to writhe as he shot his thick come juice high into the air.

"What's going on?" Jimmy woke up, his cock gushing, his sister's hand jacking him frantically. "Sharon! What are you doing?"

He sat upright quickly, his cock puffing from her hand.

Sharon giggled, lifting her hand and staring at the glistening juices that coated it. Jimmy stuffed his cock and balls angrily back into his shorts, looking around.

"You gonna tell, Jimmy?" Sharon asked, giggling softly.

"Why we being towed?" he asked.

"The fucking car broke down," Sharon said, a slight flush on her beautiful young face. "Mother, is in the truck with the man."

She looked him in his eyes.

"Are you gonna tell?" she asked again.

Jimmy looked down, seeing the mess on his shorts. "She's gonna see anyway. But I won't tell, Sharon."

His sister giggled again, drawing her feet onto the seat and showing her brother she had shoved her shorts down. Jimmy stared at her, seeing the sugary slit of his sister's cunt, the puff of golden hair.

"You can look at mine, too," Sharon giggled again. "It's only fair you can see mine, since I've seen yours."

"Someone's gonna see it besides me," Jimmy pointed out as a car zipped past them.

"I don't care," Sharon giggled. "I think it's fun, don't you?"

A quick grin came over Jimmy's face as he gazed at his sister's succulent pussy-slit. The tip of her clit could barely be seen.

"Yeah, it's fun," he said.

He climbed over the seat next to his sister. Sharon, with her shorts at her knees, sat back against the door. She lifted her feet to the seat, and Jimmy, under the wheel, gazed at her pretty cunt. His cock started lifting again. His cockhead poked from his shorts, and Sharon prodded it with a toe.

"It's getting hard again, Jimmy."

Jimmy gulped with excitement, shoving his hand out to feel his sister's cunt. Sharon arched her hips up from the seat, and wiggled.

"Oooooh, that feels good, Jimmy!"

Her brother leaned over, peering at her cunt. Her cuntlips were very pink, most. The golden hair didn't extend down along the sugary lips.

"Stick your finger in it," Sharon suggested.

Jimmy poked his middle finger at his sister's cunt. It brushed her clit.

"Ooooo, that felt good!" Sharon gurgled, her eyes almost closing as a sharp feeling of rapture flowed quickly through her. "That feels real good, Jimmy!"

His finger slipped easily between the lips of Sharon's cunt. Sharon whimpered softly, feeling her pussy parting, stretching around her brother's finger. She wiggled her little ass, sliding her cunt forward as he pressed.