Rex Taylor - Turned on family

And wasn't she a poor one to be giving advice like that? Sean was only the second guy she'd ever fucked, for Dennis had taken her cherry and her heart with the same mighty thrust of his dick. Had he ever! She could feel his cock inside her hole right now, reaming her snatch like a dream. But they were all washed up. No chance they'd ever get back together.

She wondered if he was thinking about her now. But why should he? He had all those other girls at Columbus – that was why they'd quarreled in the first place, why they'd called it quits. So why should he think about an ex-girlfriend, even if she had trouble forgetting him? Watching the Willis kids fucking now in front of her made Robin that much more horny and, without a conscious effort, she moved her hand into her crotch and began to fondle her pussy with love and affection.

She teased the cuntlips that were still damp and swollen from her fuck with Sean, that were still a bit sticky from the jism he'd poured into her pulsating hole, and she pinched her clit to its pulsing arousal.

Her ass began to squirm, rubbing the chair seat as she watched and diddled, and Robin felt her passion building. She'd climaxed once or twice with Sean, but those were just baby comes, good only for making her cunt feel all squishy and oozy. The boy had enthusiasm and he showed a lot of promise, but he wasn't Dennis. Someday, when he got experience, Sean would be a very good lay and she hoped he found a girl smart enough to appreciate it.

Shouldn't she feel ashamed of herself? Her mind suddenly asked. For seducing a shy, virgin boy and encouraging him to bust the cherry out of his little sister's cunt? I don't feel wicked, Robin defended. Not at all. She hadn't done anything except go along with what was requested of her, morally speaking. Oh, sure, she'd given Sean the come on sign, but hadn't she woken from a sound sleep to find him raunching on her tits and trying to take off her panties? He'd made the advances.

And his sister? Robin hadn't invited Jamie into the bedroom. The girl came of her own free will, requested a demonstration of fucking with blackmail exposure as the alternative, and finally had instigated what was going on now her defloration by her horny brother. None of that was Robin's doing.

No. Robin Mackenzie was innocent of any wrongdoing. She was only the catalyst that had brought the Willis kids to their mutual sexual initiation. And from the way their bodies thrashed on the bed as they fucked, she was certain that they hadn't regarded each other with total innocence all these years. Robin had never had any siblings and she really had no idea what brother-sister relationships were like. Even so, she knew that this one was something else altogether. They fucked as if they were dying to make it, hotter, more desperate, than anything in Robin's own experience. She shook her head.

Robin was only half watching at the moment Sean's ass made a convulsing, quivering shake in the throes of orgasm. Her thumb and finger were playing a fast one-two on her love button and she was passing into the release of her own climax. She heard him groan, saw him collapse onto Jamie, and part of her mind knew that the boy was filling his sister's sucking little pussy with his fuck goo. Robin's cunt rippled excitedly around her inserted fingers and her clit throbbed in delirious tremors as vibrant warmth flooded her body. She felt her toes wiggling happily, as they always did when she came. She knew only that it was good. It was all very good.

The kids were still lying on the bed, Jamie trapped beneath her brother's fallen body, when Robin made an exit to the bathroom. She was dripping with sweat and her body smelled like a whorehouse.

She filled the tub with tingly warm water and descended. A sunken tub was such a groovy, luxurious thing. It made her feel like a Roman empress. All she needed were some slaves to anoint her body with expensive perfumes. But she didn't have them, so she began to suds herself with soap, humming and singing in a soft voice. There was soap on her eyelids and her eyes were closed, so she only heard the footsteps entering the room. "Is that you, Sean?" she inquired of the sound. It would be just like the horny kid to invade her bath in search of still another piece of tail.

A trill of girlish laughter replied and she knew that it was Jamie come to call. Robin rinsed her face and opened her eyes, blinking as water flowed into them.

Jamie, still nude, sat above the babysitter on the edge of the large tub. Her body was flushed and sweaty, and the creamy drops of jism Sean had squirted still clung in part to the scattered hairs on her cunny. "I wonder if I should have done that?" she asked, rubbing a finger across her pussy.

Robin smiled. "It's too late now. You wanted to do it, and you did. What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

"Unh-unh. Not really. It was a little sore at first, but it doesn't hurt now." She cocked her head to one side. "Freaky, huh?" Robin nodded in agreement, sincere as hell. "How was I? Was I pretty good for the first time out, I mean?"

"Don't ask me," Robin protested. "I didn't ball you. Sean did. He's the one to ask."

"What does he know?" Jamie wondered. "He just told me that he'd never screwed anyone else but you. Say, how did that happen, anyway? I never did get the story."

"The camping trip broke up because of the rain. Sean came home, found me in his bed, and started to explore. I woke up, and one thing led to another."

"Wow," Jamie giggled. "That's freaky." Her smile faded and there was a look of concern on her face.

"Is something wrong?" Robin wondered.

Jamie shrugged. "I don't know," she admitted. "I mean, I'd like to try it again. Not right now, maybe, but soon. But one thing bothers me." Her voice came on in a wild rush of words. "I mean, why didn't I come? Sean did, way up inside me, the way a guy's supposed to do. But I didn't."

Robin stopped in the act of soaping her tits. "Hey," she cheered, "don't worry about it! It was only your first time."

"But I always come," Jamie protested. "When I play with myself, you know? And girls are supposed to come when a guy squirts his stuff inside them. That's what Sean's book said."

Robin wondered what kind of book Sean had with such adult information in it, but she let the matter pass. She leaned towards the girl, patting her knee. "I told you, don't sweat it. Besides, if you go back and give it another try, you'll probably come all over yourself."

Jamie giggled. "I would if I could, but Sean went to sleep. Right on top of me. I had to push him off."

"His little dick was certainly had a workout tonight," Robin conceded. "I guess he needs the rest."

"It's not so little!" Jamie defended. "When his cock was inside me, it felt like the top of a mountain or something. I didn't know if I could stand it for a minute or two, there."

"He has a nice sized cock," Robin agreed. The kids were as naive as they were horny. Jamie didn't seem able to take a joke. "Well," she added, "I think I'll finish my bath and hit the hay."

"Great! Why don't we bathe together? We'll finish twice as soon."

Huh? thought Robin but the young was already stepping down into the tub. She made room and handed the soap to Jamie, who lathered up her hands.

"Turn 'round, Robin, and I'll scrub your back. Then you can do it for me. I have the awfullest time doing it by myself."

Robin did turn around and the girl's soap slick hands glided across her back. The touch was so light and refreshing Robin wanted to purr, like the cat she resembled so provocatively. Jamie's fingers tickled and rubbed like the hands of a professional masseuse, and muscles Robin hadn't felt were beginning to throb and pulse with renewed vigor and relief. Up and down Robin's back slid the soapy hands, from the shoulder blades to the rising swell of a soft rounded ass, and even though she knew her visitor had smoothed on more than enough soap, Robin didn't feel like asking Jamie to stop.