Jane Fox: Seducing her brother

Wanda felt her face flush again as Wilma and George rolled over and. Wilma got on top. She didn't see how her sister could do something so vile. She really ought to get right up and leave but she was so shocked and angry that she didn't think her legs would move. Her knees were weak and she was shaking like a flee in the wind. There was something else happening to her too. Every time George's big, red cock plunged into Wilma's tight cunthole, Wanda felt her own virginal cunt squeeze and tremble. Even though she didn't approve of Wilma's actions one bit, the sight of them fucking was making her cunt wet and steamy. Of course she wondered what fucking would be like. It must be different than she had imagined. Wanda had always thought that fucking was something you did because your husband demanded it. Now she was beginning to have doubts about that. Perhaps fucking was fun. Wilma had certainly acted as if it were.

Wanda began to squirm on the couch as the juice flowed in her quivering pink cuntal channel. She couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to fuck. She had the nerve to try it if she really wanted to. Wilma was wrong about that. She just didn't know if she wanted to behave like a common slut.

"Mmmmm," Wanda sighed, her eyes fastened on the long, wide shaft of George's cock. She'd never seen a cock before and she hadn't dreamed that it would be so huge. She just didn't see how Wilma could stand having something that big up inside her little cuntal tunnel. It looked impossible but Wilma was doing it, and from the expression on her sister's ecstatic face, it was a lot more fun than anything else.

"Let's go," James whispered, pulling the confused girl to her feet. "We can sneak out and they'll never know we were watching. You can always talk to your sister when you get home."

"All right," Wanda breathed, rising shakily to her feet and taking James' hand. She really wanted to watch a while longer but it wasn't very nice to sneak a peek at her sister, even though Wilma was doing something their parents would never approve of. She couldn't break right in and stop them so she might as well go down to the beach with James.

"I… I've never been so embarrassed in my whole life." Wanda gasped, flopping down on the blanket again.

"I know just what you mean," James grinned sympathetically. "Wanda should never have said something like that about you not having the nerve to fuck. Don't let it get you down though. I know you've got plenty or nerve and I didn't believe it far one minute."

Wanda blinked in surprise. She hadn't meant that at all. She was embarrassed about what Wilma and George were doing, riot about what Wilma had said. James had completely misunderstood her.

James chuckled softly and pulled Wanda back into his anus. "I think you ought to teach that sister of yours a lesson," he suggested. "Why don't you fuck with me and then you can prove that you've got just as much nerve as she has. Besides… it'll be fun. You liked it when I touched you, didn't you?"

"Uh… well… yes, I did," Wanda said breathlessly. "But… but nice girls don't do things like that."

"Come on, Wanda… your sister wasn't right, was she?" James pushed. "I didn't think that you were chicken. Nice girls fuck too. You could try it once with me and then, if you don't like it I'll stop. How about that?"

"Uh… well… I don't think…" Wanda's objections were cut off quickly as James started to kiss her again. The moment his lips touched hers, the stars started whirling around again. Wanda felt weak and there was a current of warmth running through her aroused cunt. Suddenly James' suggestion didn't seem all that wild. She could try it for a little while and see why. Wilma looked so excited about George's big cock. She wouldn't mind just trying it. That wouldn't be too awfully wicked and maybe Wilma was right. Maybe it was a lot more fun than she had thought.

"Here… just stay where you are and I'll help you get your suit off," James whispered, pressing his advantage. "I know something you'll really like."

Wanda couldn't move fast enough to stop James with her head swimming around and around like this. She didn't really want to stop him. She had a burning desire to know what it would be like to feel his hard cock in her virginal little channel. She wanted to find out if it really was fun or if Wilma was just faking. She had to know so she could talk to Wilma later. Of course she wouldn't ever do it again because she'd be easy. She'd just do it this once for a little experiment, so she could discuss it intelligently with Wilma.

"Ooooooh," Wanda gasped as James pulled off her suit and the cool night air enveloped her hot, shivering body. She felt entirely helpless without her clothes but it was an exciting feeling. Then she stared at the sand as James pulled off his suit. She didn't want to stare at him. That wouldn't be polite.

"God! You're beautiful." James breathed, drinking in the sight of Wanda's pole body in the moonlight. He felt his cock stand up stiffly and salute her lush charms. Her nipples were standing straight out and they quivered like little hot cherries on the tip of her breasts. The milky white dopes were shuddering and James could hardly wait to taste those plump little cherries at the peaks. He was sure that Wanda would love that alI the girls went crazy when he sucked their nipples and chewed them a little with his mouth.

Wanda peeked up shyly. She was dying to see whether James had a cock as big as George's. George's cock had seemed mammoth and she hoped that James' was smaller. She didn't know how she was going to fit that enormous pole into her own, narrow cuntal chute.

"Ooooooh! I don't think it'll ever fit!" Wanda wailed out as she caught a glimpse of the pale huge spear of James' cock… "I think it's bigger than George's. I… I can't do it, James. I just can't!"

"Well… that's all right," James said, thinking fast. "Let's just have a little other fun then. You can decide later if you want to try fucking or not. Now that we've got our clothes off I want to touch you again and you can touch my prick if you want to."

"Touch it?" Wanda gasped. She hadn't even thought of that possibility. She did want to touch it to see what it felt like. It looked huge ad menacing as it jerked and the moonlight glinted off some shiny cream on the tip. She wanted to see if it felt hot like a sausage or cold like an icicle.

"Just go ahead and wrap your fingers around it," James coaxed. He could feel his breath become ragged and he clenched his fists as he tried to control himself. Now that he'd gotten a good look at Wanda's curvy body he wanted to throw himself on top of her and rape her. It took every ounce of his will to try to talk smoothly and not make a lunge for her.

Wanda felt a naughty thrill run through her shivering body. She really wanted just to touch James' hard prick. That ought to prove that she wasn't a prude or chicken. She could have fun too, even though Wilma seemed to think she couldn't. There certainly wasn't anything wicked about just touching it, and her curiosity was killing her. She just had to find out what it felt like to touch a boy's prick.

Wanda shut her eyes and reached out. She felt awfully daring as the tips of her fingers touched the smooth, hot skin of James' huge cock. Then, at the first tentative touch, a streak of boldness shot through her body like wildfire. She wrapped her fingers around his thick prick eagerly and shivered a little at her boldness. It was so hard and hot it felt like a glowing rod of metal in her hand. Just touching it made her feel weak and dizzy.

"Oh, Christ Wanda!" James gasped, his prick hard and throbbing. "That feels good! Just grab it a little harder and shake it up and down. That feels really super."

Wilma found herself doing what James suggested without even thinking about it. She giggled as his cock jerked in her fingers. She could tell that she was really turning James on. At least she'd proved that she wasn't a prude or a chicken like Wilma said she was. Wilma would change her mind in a hurry if she saw this!