Ray Strong - Hot daughter

And then the tit was out of her mouth as her lips kissed their way down to her sister's narrow waist. Gail might have had an ugly face, but there was nothing about her body that was unattractive. The way the ribcage poked her slender flesh up and then the tapering to the narrow waist, made Bernadette hunger to know more about her sister.

She came to her sister's navel and began licking voraciously into the dimple, once more feeling Gail respond by doing the same thing to her.

Once again her face slid lower, her tongue licking like a teasing flame at her sister's underbelly. And then she came to the downy-soft blonde hair, feeling strands tickle her nose as her tongue licked through the blonde beaver. The delicious aroma of her sister's dank cunt reached her nostrils, making her hunger to taste it. She had never tasted a cunt in her entire life, yet all the men she'd known had enthusiastically lapped at hers, feeding at her box as if it were a trough. The tight, curling ham rubbed her nose, her tongue, her lips, her cheeks, and even her chin, and she could feel Gail's own seeking mouth press against her crotch in anxious anticipation of tasting her pussy.

Completely unable to control herself, Bernadette dove for the sucking, draining whirlpool of cunt-flesh. It was almost as if she poured her face into her sister's leeching pussy, feeling her sister's mouth clamp on hers at the same time. She licked madly, up, down, to the sides, and yet, no matter how hard she licked, she felt she wasn't doing her sister's cunt the justice it deserved. At the same time she felt the flicker of Gail's tongue attack her own simmering box, slashing hither and thither, itself seeking to taste more of her cunt.

The two of them bounced together on the bed, their hands squeezing the full, fat cheeks of each other's buns, flinging themselves from one side of the bed to the other. Each damped her thighs tightly around the other's head and neither could hear. Not that either cared to hear. Both were engrossed in what they were doing, tasting each other's cunts, enjoying flavors neither had ever known before.

To Bernadette there was no shame in what she was doing. That she was sucking a cunt instead of a cock made little difference to her. That it was her sister was what made it all important. It was another child created by the spurting of her father's seed into her mother's womb.

Her mouth was filled with soft, tender, liquid twat-flesh, her tongue lapping madly away, drinking, sucking, and feeling the floods of pussy-cream fill her throat. She licked greedily, trying to suck out every last drop of lubricant in her sister's teeming pussy, but all she got for her efforts was more twat-honey pouring down her throat.

She could feel Gail's tongue lapping away at her match as if nothing else mattered in the entire world. Her darling sister was licking and feasting as if she were a starving woman led to a banquet table. Her fingers gripped Bernadette's ass-cheeks tightly, one finger pushing into the older girl's ass-crack and playing with her asshole, making Bernadette cram her cunt all the more tightly against her hungering sister's mouth.

The rich, musky scent of Gail's tender cunt filled Bernadette with even greater passion. She rammed her crotch against her sister's eager mouth until she could feel Gail's teeth all but cutting into her tender flesh. At the same time she ate hungrily, unable to stop or control herself. She felt her sister's body beginning to tighten, and at the same moment her own body began stiffening.

Gail's pearly clit felt unbelievably large between her sucking lips. It was almost as large as the girl's nipples. She sucked hungrily, pulling on the shivering clit, hungrily tasting the bead of flesh as it wiggled in her mouth.

Her own clit was under continuous attack from the flat of Gail's tongue as it pressed with harder and harder pressure. But it was Gail who was beginning to buck furiously as her pussy tightened. Bernadette could feel her sister in the throes of a mad, uncontrollable orgasm. Gail's soft, white thighs crushed tightly against her head, squeezing until Bernadette thought she would faint from the pressure.

But the welling of a powerful, awesome climax was simmering in her own clit, and now it released itself, shooting through her entire nervous system as she also bucked madly, pressing Gail's head and face with her own thighs. They rolled together, falling off the bed, slamming onto the floor, yet neither noticed; neither cared. Thunder boomed through her head and flashing sparks exploded in her brain as she came violently, her fingernails slicing into her sister's ass-cheeks. Gail's fingers applied just as much pressure to her butt, with that finger trying to squirm into her asshole.

Slowly, very slowly, the storm passed over the two of them. They rolled apart, lying face up, side-by-side, on the carpet.

"Christ!" Gail muttered. "You are one helluva surprise. I expected you to get mad. I figured you might even slap me. But this I never expected."

"Neither did I," Bernadette confessed. "Neither did I."

It was that same old story of a family member being able to bring her on when no one else could.

Gail kept prodding her, asking her how and where and when she had become so experienced. Bernadette, in a half-sleep, confessed her whole story to her younger sister. She told how she seduced her father, how she was raped by Alvin, and how Ron had sneaked into her bed. She also let Gail know about her two unhappy outside experiences, and finished by saying, "What we did here, this afternoon, proves one thing: we both come like crazy when we're getting it on with a member of the family. I had a better come with you than with either of those two other guys; it was as good as anything Alvin or Ron did for me. And I enjoyed eating your pussy, though I'd never tasted a cunt before. And I think you have the same hang-up. You found something missing each time you made it with same guy on the outside. But this afternoon, for the first time, you had a total orgasm. Whether we like it or not, our brothers seem to be the only ones who can do anything for us."

"But can we really do anything for them?" Gail asked.

"Why not?" Bernadette yawned. "Both Alvin and Ron have been completely turned on by me."

"What about Dave?"

"I think our big brother just uses his prick for pissing. He isn't big on sex."

"Well why don't you and I do something about it? I mean, if we're going to swing as a family, I think everyone should be in on it. It'd be kinda dumb to hide it from anyone living here."

"I suppose you're right," Bernadette nodded, almost fully asleep.

"Then let's nail Dave together."

"Sure," Bernadette whispered, and was completely out.

Bernadette woke at six o'clock feeling a little better. The brothers were all home by then, clamoring for their supper. It took ten minutes to warm it up and serve it. Afterward, Alvin went to his room to watch Sesame Street on his television set, given to him a day earlier by a neighbor who had been ready to throw it out. Ron was busy doing his homework in their late father's former study, Dave was watching some intellectual drivel on UHF in the living room, and Bernadette was finishing the dishes. Gail had gone out on an early date.

After the dishes, Bernadette went to her room and sat down to make the list Dr. Fischer had requested. It was more difficult than she had expected. She couldn't list any exceptional qualities possessed by her brothers not found in either Drew Starker or Bob Mannetto. It was very frustrating. Still, she made out the list as the doctor had required, then folded it up and tucked it in her purse.

She remembered something Gail had said about the two of them seducing Dave, but she put the thought out of her mind. Not that Dave was really ugly. Hell! He was certainly preferable to someone like Alvin.