Kathy Harris: Naughty horny family

"Such a good girl," he murmured, just as he had that day a few years before.

"Oh, Daddy!" Susan cried, overwhelmed by the combination of her father's hand stroking her ass and hearing the same words he had used that day when he had given her her first orgasm. And she came.

She tried to stay still, to curb the tremors that made her knees shake, but it was impossible. The telltale juice from her spasming cunt ran down her thighs and she moaned softly.

"Oh, God, Tom, look what you've done!" Ronda cried.

When Susan looked up anxiously at her mother, she saw that the alder woman was licking her lips excitedly and her eyes were wide and gleaming with what looked like desire. Then Ronda whirled and left the room and Tom followed her quickly, but not before Susan saw the telltale cock-bulge between his legs.

So, I really turn Daddy on, she thought with a grin, doing a little pirouette in the middle of the living room, feeling good and horny and very, very pleased that her daddy wanted her so much.

"Wow! You look great in that bikini, baby!" Paul cried from the doorway.

Susan spun around and laughed when she saw her handsome big brother grinning down at her. For the hundredth time, the young blonde realized just how much the teenager resembled their father. In fact, with his handsome face and strong, muscular build, he very much looked like a younger version of Tom Johnson.

"Thanks, Paul. If you like it, then I guess it's a hit. I know how you drool over all those bikinis on the beach every summer," Susan said, laughing.

"It's not the bikinis I drool over, Sis," Paul said, walking over to the well-stocked liquor cabinet. "It's what's inside the bikinis."

"Yeah, I know… the tits… the asses… the cunts," Susan drawled, watching him closely.

"Wow! Listen to you! Never heard you talk quite that way," Paul murmured, looking a little surprised. "What's gotten into you?"

Susan shrugged and noticed that her brother was fixing her a straight shot of whiskey, too. "Don't know… just feeling kinda horny, I guess."

"Sounds good to me," Paul said as he joined her on the couch and handed her the drink.

"Mmmmm, good," Susan said as she took a large gulp of her drink and tried not to choke on the strong liquor.

"Drink up, Sis," Paul said, his eyes flicking over her bikini-clad body. "Plenty more where this came from."

And drink up Susan did. For the next hour and a half, she and her brother sat and drank, talking now and then, but mainly drinking. But, as drunk as she was becoming, Susan was aware of two things that excited her.

For one thing, the cock-bulge between her brother's legs was growing bigger and harder, almost with each passing minute, it seemed. At the same time, Susan's pussy was drooling cunt juice, and she found herself wondering why she and Paul had never fucked each other before this, for she had no doubt that that was exactly what was about to happen. Paul was going to fuck her!

The other thing that the young girl was aware of was that Paul seemed to think she was even drunker than she really was. He began to reach out and touch her tits, her thighs, acting as if she wouldn't even be aware of his incestuous touch. Susan was only too happy to go along with it, for the young girl wanted one thing and one thing only – to feel Paul's cock fucking into her wet pussy!

"Ohhhhh, I feel kinda faint, Paul… all this liquor," she slurred, sagging against the cushions.

Paul got up from the couch and Susan stretched out. Actually she didn't feel faint at all. Even though she had drunk more liquor than she had ever consumed at one time in her life, all she felt was a pleasant-feeling buzz in her head, and even more horniness than before.

As her head rolled from one side to the other, she heard her brother gasp with excitement.

"Wow! She's passed out!" Paul cried.

Susan opened her mouth to correct her brother, but then she decided not to. She sensed correctly that what had been holding Paul back from fucking her was shyness, and perhaps a desire for a completely passive partner. If she let him continue to believe that she had passed out, maybe they could both have what they wanted.

Paul would think his sister didn't even know what was happening as he fucked her and he would be able to tape and fuck her however he liked with no protest from her. And Susan would get what she needed more than anything else in the world – a big hard cock up her horny cunt.

Susan lay very still, eyes closed, lips slightly parted, breathing deeply, as if she had passed out, just as her brother wanted to believe.

"Susie?" she heard him whisper. "Are you awake? Can you hear me?"

She lay very still, not moving.

Paul gave a great sigh of relief and Susan opened her eyes just a crack. She saw Paul standing there, beginning to take his clothes off.

She opened her eyes a little more and felt an excited itching in her pussy as she caught her first glimpse of her brother's prick. It was hard and thick, and seemed to be painting right at her face. Naked now, Paul moved closer to his sister and stood very still. Susan closed her eyes tightly, hoping that her brother wouldn't realize that she was really awake and very aware of everything that was going on. She could hear the boy's breathing, harsh, heavy, uneven.

"Susan, baby," he whispered. Then louder: "Susan, can you hear me?"

But Susan lay still and kept her breathing deep and regular so that her brother would think she had really passed out from all the liquor she had drunk.

She felt the couch sag as, reassured, Paul sank down on it close to her face.

"Oh, Susan, you're so gorgeous," he sighed.

Suddenly, his mouth was, pressed hard against hers, and she felt his tongue drive in fiercely. Then he sucked her tongue into his mouth, savoring it hungrily, urgently.

Susan neither responded nor protested. Her brother held her close with his hands, forcing her lips to part, and she accepted his mouth and tongue as if she were a limp rag doll. She knew that her complete passivity was turning him on, and to her surprise, it was arousing her, too.

She felt him stand up, and she lay still as though she were entirely helpless, unconscious, drunk out of her skull. But her eyes opened a tiny bit and she saw her brother holding his cock. Holding his hard-on lightly, pointing it toward her face, he moved forward and she felt him rubbing his warm cock against her cheeks. The head of his cock crossed her lips and her slightly parted mouth felt the wet slit at its tip pause at the opening.

Oh, yes, she pleaded silently, I want to suck your cock!

As if reading her unspoken words, he pushed his prick inward and the girl's lips stretched wide to accommodate the bulbous cockhead forced into her mouth. He fucked his cock in, then pulled out with smooth, wet movements.

Susan took her brother's cock passively, even though every sexual instinct in her cried out for her to grasp the excitingly large fucktool with her lips and suck hard. But she was afraid that if she gave herself away, her brother would back off. Somehow she knew that this was the way her brother needed to do it, and if she wanted him to fuck her, she had to go along with him.

The head of the boy's cockshaft felt smooth and tight. He moved slowly, as if trying to control the tremendous cum-load he had for her. She heard Paul's breath rasping in his throat. He withdrew his prick from between her lips, and she felt a droplet of pre-cum drop from the end of his cock onto her chin as it passed.

"What a sexy little bitch!" Paul said, louder now, as if he no longer had any doubts whatever that his kid sister had passed out completely.

The young boy squeezed the tip of his sister's tit, making the nipple flatten, then tense and become longer. His mouth fell onto her tit and he drew her nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard as if he were a child nursing at his mother's breast.