James Porter - Hot and horny family

"Yes, Auntie," Kathy replied.

"Mom lets us stay up until eleven sometimes," Billy pointed out.

"Well, I am not your mom," Maude said firmly. "You will go to bed at ten every night while I am here. If necessary, I'll make it a point to stay awake so I can come down and check on you."

"You don't need to do that, Auntie," Kathy said. "We'll go to bed at ten."

Billy glared at his sister. He wondered why she was sucking up to their grouchy old aunt.

When ten o'clock arrived, Billy suggested,

"Let's stay up and watch more TV."

But Kathy said, "I don't feel like it. I'm going to bed."

"Well, I'll go too," he said, and snapped off the TV.

"How do you suppose Mom and Mr. Simpson are getting along?" Kathy asked as she turned off the lights in the living room.

"The same way they got along last night," Billy said.

"Do you think they're… fucking tonight, too?" his sister asked in a whisper.

"They're on their honeymoon, aren't they?" Billy retorted. "What do people go on a honeymoon for, except to fuck?"

"But do they do it two nights in a row?"

"They do it whenever they feel like it, I guess."

"I don't think I'd feel like doing it that often," Kathy said.

"What do you know about it?" her brother shot back.

"I know as much, as you do. You've never done it either."

"I'm going to one of these days," he said as they started up the stairs.

"Shhh. Aunt Maude might hear you."

"Aw, bullshit," Billy said. "You know she takes off her hearing aid when she goes to bed."

"Don't say 'bullshit'," Kathy chided. "It sounds nasty."

They went to their respective rooms. Kathy turned on her radio, setting the volume low. She was about to begin getting 'undressed when she remembered what had been bothering her during the day-the part about what she and Billy had done last night. She wanted to tell him that they must never do that again.

She left her room, tiptoed across the hail, and opened Billy's door.

She hadn't really thought about the possibility that he may be undressed. However, the fact was that she had always been in the habit of knocking before entering his room just as he always had done before entering hers, but this time she merely opened the door and walked in.

Kathy's eyes widened as she stared at her twin brother. He was standing in front of his dresser mirror, looking at himself sideways, and his cock was rigidly erect. He had his hand around the shaft, suggesting that he had just stroked it into the aroused state.

He whirled when he heard Kathy enter the room. "Hey, get outa here!" he said, and tried to cover his stiff cock.

For a few moments, she couldn't move. The sight of Billy standing there with a big hard-on captivated her and evoked an immediate response within her cunt. She could feel the glands of her pussy spring into action, and she became very hot.

"I-I'm sorry," she finally was able to murmur, and turned to leave.

She hurried back to her own room, closed the door, and lay down on her bed. Her heart was thumping wildly, and by now her pussy was wet.

She was ashamed to have reacted that way at the sight of her own brother, but her shame didn't lessen the excitement. She had been keyed up all day as a result of her frustrating experience with Billy the night before, and by now she was so hot she could hardly stand it.

Feeling that she was doing wrong, but unable to control her sinful urge, she lifted her skirt and began rubbing her hot little pussy through her silk panties.

She gripped the waistband of her panties and wriggled her hips as she pushed the undergarment down to her thighs. Then she placed her hand directly on the fuzzed, moist lips of her cunt and rubbed them. Soon she was concentrating on the tingling tip of her clit, stroking and squeezing it as she gasped and writhed.

No! she suddenly thought. Oh, God, I mustn't do this!

She pulled her panties back up into place and pushed down her skirt. She lay there smoldering and breathing hard as she stared at the ceiling.

After a while she got up, and with trembling fingers, removed her clothes. She didn't put on a nightie. She turned out the lamp and climbed into bed.

Her young body continued to throb with desire as she lay in the dark, wishing she could fall asleep. But sleep seemed very far off. The vision of Billy, as she had seen him a few minutes ago, kept flashing in her mind, and this took her back to the preceding night when she had watched her mother and Mr. Simpson fucking.

Kathy caught herself wishing Billy would come to her. It would be possible for them to do most anything without their aunt finding out what was going on. She was practically deaf without her hearing aid.

The young girl wondered desperately what she could do to ease the burning within her cunt. She writhed between the sheets and rubbed her hot thighs together. They were very damp now.

Again she sent her fingers down to explore the slippery folds of her cunt, to seek out her sensitive clit and to caress the little bump. That felt so very, very good!

But it had felt even better when Billy had played with her. Oh, if only he would come into her room and do that again!

Quite a few minutes passed, and Kathy kept glancing at her closed door, which was illuminated by the moonlight that splashed in through the windows.

Billy… Billy! she thought. Oh, Billy, I need you!

She stroked her cunt for a while, then stopped in shame as her passion subsided slightly. But she couldn't resist resuming her sinful masturbation. Still nothing happened. She couldn't bring herself even close to the point of release.

Suddenly she heard a sound and glanced at the door. It was still closed. But she kept staring at it, because the noise had seemed to come from there. As she watched, the door began to swing open.

Kathy's heart thudded. She caught her breath.

The door opened further, and she saw what at first appeared to be a white blur. But she realized immediately it was Billy. She lifted her head from the pillow and stared at him. He was naked!

"Billy!" she exclaimed.

He held his finger to his mouth and said, "Shhhh."

He turned and closed the door behind him. Then he approached the bed. As he came closer, passing directly through the shaft of moonlight, Kathy saw that his beautiful cock was sticking up, just as it had been when she had entered his room a little while ago.

Giddy thrills went through her. She fought the urge to immediately reach out and grasp his manly cock.

"Keep quiet," Billy whispered.

"Why?" Kathy responded. "Aunt Maude can't hear."

"Maybe she's got her hearing aid on and she's listening."

"That's crazy. She's probably sound asleep."

"Slide over," Billy said. "I want to get in bed with you."

Kathy hesitated for only a moment, then did as he had requested. He slid under the covers and stretched out beside her.

Kathy's heart was hammering so hard by this time that she could hear it. Her throat felt tight.

"Put your hand on my cock," Billy whispered, and she immediately complied. She gripped his hot cock and began to stroke it.

"Play with me, too," Kathy said, gasping.

He placed his hand on her moist cunt and began to rub the soft, wiggly lips. This contact, plus Kathy's stroking of his cock, sent him into sexual orbit.

Suddenly Billy knew what he would have to do tonight. He wasn't going to be satisfied with getting jerked off.

He turned toward Kathy and slid his hand up from her pussy to her tits. He rubbed his sister's hard mounds, enjoying their taut quiver. Her nipples stuck up so firmly that they scratched his palm.

"Oooh, Billy… ooooh," Kathy purred.

He lowered his face to a tit and clamped his lips around her nipple. He sucked the nubbin hard. Kathy went out of her mind with delight. She pulled urgently on her brother's throbbing prick.