Jane Fox: Seducing her brother

George knew when he had a good thing going and he intended to take full advantage of it. His fingers slipped down until they were probing at the mouth of Wilma's shivering cunt. He'd fuck her there too with his fingers. She could be fucked in both channels at once and that ought to really give her a thrill.

"Aaaaaaagh!" Wilma squealed, shivering wildly. George's fingers were hurtling into her greedy, spasming cuntal mouth full and the tandem fucking released a flood of cream to soak her aroused body. It was so marvelous she couldn't help but think of what it would be like to have two pricks in her body at once… one in her cunt and one in her ass. It was the wildest fantasy Wilma had ever had and just thinking about it almost drove her crazy with passion. Two lovely hard cocks at once, stuffing her body with hurtling, screaming lust. She wanted to try it so badly she almost died of rapture. Two cocks at once! George's and… and… and Scott's!

Wilma let out a screech of excitement as the exciting thought of fucking with her own son invaded her mind just as swiftly as George's prick was invading her, ass. But she couldn't… it wouldn't be… she was a bad mother for even thinking such a terrible thing! Of course Scott had a lovely, cock. She'd seen it not too long ago when he was dressing and she'd happened to pass his open door. She hadn't wanted to admit that she'd felt a sudden burst of passion as she had stood there and stared at her handsome son. A mother shouldn't think such things. It wasn't natural.

But he'll be fucking girls soon, Wilma heard a voice in her mind say. What's wrong with teaching him how to fuck just like you taught him how to tie his shoes and do his arithmetic? she thought.

"Oooooh, Jesus, baby!" George gasped, driving in hard. "It's just too good! I can't hold it for much longer!"

Wilma's mind whirled crazily as George lurched and pounded into her clenching ass tunnel. Suddenly he wasn't driving his fingers into her cunt mouth any longer. Now it was Scott who was fucking her there. Scott was fucking her cunt while George fucked her ass and the fantasy sent Wilma hurtling over the edge of passion as her body flamed brightly and, exploded in a burst of rapture greater than she'd ever felt before.

"Aaaaaaaagh!" she screamed. "I'm coming! Hurry, honey… shoot your big cock in my ass!"

George drew in a great gulp of air as his head reeled. Wilma was so hot and tight in her clutching, spasming asschute it was almost like fucking a hot teenaged girl again. It was brand new and exciting and George couldn't help but think of his most secret fantasy… the dream of fucking Sally with her young, hot body and her tight little cunt.

Oh, George would never do such a thing, even though he didn't exactly see what was wrong with it if Sally was willing. She'd be fucking with some boy pretty soon anyway. Fucking with him might be a lot better for her than fooling wound in the back seat of a car with a boy who only cared about getting his rocks off and whispered about it at school the next day. She was growing up fast and she had the kind of sweet every body that was just like Wilma's. George couldn't see what the big objection was in teaching about sex in the most fun-filled way possible, but he was sure that Wilma would never agree with him. She was his daughter after all. Even though she was a lot different from her sister Wanda, his lovely wife still had some of the strict notions she'd learned from her parents. It was only a fantasy and he'd never tell Wilma but he couldn't help thinking about it now as he plunged in to the tight rippling channel of his wife's burning ass.

"Awwwww, Christ!" George yelped, driving in so hard he almost knocked Wilma forward on her face. His prick swelled up to giant proportions and then her squeezing, rippling asschute was sucking the cum right out of his cock until he was exploding like a burning enema into the burning oven of her ass.

"Aaaaaagh!" Wilma squealed. Hot, burning cream was jetting up her invaded ass tunnel like an infusion of fire. She felt the room spin around and she was screaming out in pleasure as they came again and again, each new spasm of rapture setting off the next until they collapsed exhausted and gasping on the bed.

It was a long time before George could roll over and pull his prick out of Wilma's feebly fluttering anus. Then he grinned at her lazily and sighed with satisfaction.

"Do you want to go but or anything?" he asked, smoothing his fingers over her warm trembling body. "There's still time to go out and party."

Wilma giggled happily.

"Me you kidding?" she teased. "Do you really think there's anything more exciting than staying right here and calling room service for dinner?"

George chuckled as he felt Wilma's body quiver under his fingers. She was really something! They'd probably have to get somebody to roll them on the plane in wheelchairs if he was reading Wilma's expression correctly.

"You're right," George chuckled glancing down at his rising cock. "I'd better order dinner now, before something else comes up."

"Maybe we should have called first," Wilma said, glancing around the house in surprise. It was deserted and she was really disappointed to come home to an empty house.

"It's better this way," George grinned. "They're probably out at the store or something. We could be sitting here when they come back. That'll be just as much of a surprise."

"I guess so," Wilma sighed. "I just hope that they don't stay out all day. I'm really excited about being with the kids again."

"Hey," George said, cupping his ear. "I hear someone shouting. Maybe they're out by the pool."

Wilma and George raced through the house and stopped at the patio door. Sure enough, there were three heads bobbing up and down in the pool. No wonder they hadn't answered the doorbell. They were making too much noise splashing and shouting out there.

"Oh, my God!" George gasped as Sally raced through the water and climbed up on the edge of the pool for another dive.

"She… she's skinny dipping, for Christ sakes!" he said.

Wilma's mouth flew open and she tugged George's arm as Scott emerged on the other side, his body gleaming with droplets of water.

"Scott too!" Wilma whispered. "My God, George! It's a good thing we came home today. If Wanda walked in and found those kids skinny dipping, she'd probably call the police! I don't blame them though. It must have been awful for Scott and Sally the past two weeks. See? They've even got a friend of theirs with them. That just goes to show what happens whew you discipline kids too much."

"Jesus," George chuckled. "They sure are having a good time, aren't they? I wish that other girl would turn around. I don't recognize her from the back."

"They're having an absolute blast," Wilma giggled. "I hate to spoil their fun but maybe we'd better go out and make them put their suits on. If Wanda comes home and finds them like this, she'll kill all three of them."

"I don't think so," George chuckled, pointing at the third member of the party. "Just take a good look at that new girl, honey. I'll catch you when you faint."

"What?" Wilma giggled, moving behind George where she could see more clearly. "Oh, my God, George! It… it… it's WANDA!"

"Yup," George chuckled, winking at his wife as she gave him a startled glance. "Well… what do you say, Wilma? Are we going to hide behind the patio door like two old prudes or are we going to go and join that nude party in the pool?"

"We're going to join the party," Wilma giggled. "I can't let my sister have all the fun."

George let out a whoop as he chased Wilma out the door. They'd comeback from Europe early for all the wrong reasons but it had turned out to be exactly the right thing to do. Things were going to get a hell of a lot more exciting before their vacation was over. And it was all going to happen right here at home!