Donald Palermo: The incest twins

Picking her up again, he carried her to the wide, waiting bed and deposited her there gently. As he did, Jenny opened her legs wide to tell him she was ready to be fucked, but Cyril was far from ready. Before giving her his cock, he was determined to make her squirm with passion and desire, wanted to drive her out of her mind with lust.

He began by kissing her mouth and fondling tits, which were small, but delightfully firm and smooth. Then he was sucking, and she was squirming and panting.

"Oh, Uncle, that's so good! I love the way you suck my little tits! Suck some more! Fuck me! Fuck me now! I'm so horny!"

"I'm going to get you a lot more horny than you are right now, darling," he told her as he fondled the tit he had been sucking, then he moved across her body and sucked the other tit into his mouth.

While he sucked the little tits, his hand rubbed down over her tummy, lingered for a few seconds in the little patch of peach fuzz, then he moved slowly into her crotch, and gently stroked her little pussy as her ass squirmed on the fresh white sheet.

When he stopped sucking her tit, he turned her over and covered her smooth ass with wet kisses, and then she was moaning as he licked the crack of her ass. His tongue found her asshole and diddled it a little, then he raised her hips high, and as she knelt with her head on the bed and her ass high in the air, he licked her crack a little more, curled his tongue into a roll and slowly worked it up her asshole.

Reaming was a whole new thing to the trembling young beauty, and she cried out in delight as he went on tonguing her ass for a long time before he came up for air.

Greta and John looked as excited as Jenny, and as the two watched, he slipped a finger up Greta's asshole and diddled there, promising himself that soon, he would use his tongue there as he had watched his uncle doing.

When Cyril turned his niece over again, she opened her crotch wide, thinking he was ready to fuck her then, but again he proved her wrong. He licked her inner thighs, and his tongue made little wet circles around her cunt without touching it, then his open mouth was on her cunt and he began sucking.

While she panted and grunted and pounded her balled fists on the bed, he alternately sucked and licked her cunt, driving her so wild with passion that she feared she really was going to go out of her mind, but instead, she went into an orgasm, and it was more than heavenly as wave after wave of pleasure swept over her, and her ass kept jerking up and down on the bed.

Cyril allowed her only a little time to recover from the strong orgasm, and then he was sucking her cunt again. As he did, Greta and John moved closer, and both fondled the little tits while Greta kissed Jenny on the mouth, her tongue exploring there as Cyril's explored her juicy, virginal cunt.

The sucking stopped when Cyril sensed she was very close to another orgasm, and then his body looked big and strong and powerful as he moved over her and she opened her legs even more widely for the first fuck of her young life.

She felt the big prick in her crotch, felt the velvet head rubbing on the lips of her pussy, and then she felt it finding the slit and beginning to stretch as it pushed very slowly between the little lips.

As she watched, panting, her big tits rising and falling with her labored breathing, Greta knelt up and fingered her own cunt. That added to John's arousal, so he fondled her beautiful ass as he watched the cock of his uncle pushing slowly into his sister's little pussy.

Staring intently, John wondered what it would be like to have a cunt and to be fucked by a big man the way his sister was being fucked. The long, strong prick kept working in as she groaned, telling her uncle how it felt so good to be stretched that way, then his cock was at her cherry, and both she and he knew her big moment was approaching.

"Don't stop… don't stop," Jenny panted as she felt the cock resting against her cherry. "Go on and fuck me, give it to me… hurt me… I don't care! FUCK ME!"

She was still crying out for it when Cyril's thigh muscles tensed, he caught his breath, then rammed. The barrier threatened to resist, then it broke, and he felt his prick driving into her cunt. Jenny cried out loudly as she felt the burning pain, then the worst of it was over, though a burning sensation continued as he worked the full length of his cock into her.

"There, baby, there," Cyril, panted as his pecker throbbed in the hot tightness of her freshly opened cunt, "you've got it all now. Every bit of my stiff prick is in your cunt, and now I'm going to fuck you. Here comes your fuck, you beautiful baby!"

Holding his weight on his hands, he stroked his cock in the delicious tightness of her, continuing to fill and stretch her pussy. There was a look of pain on her pretty face, but Greta saw that there was passion too.

Cyril fucked his niece with long, slow strokes, until he knew that he was not going to be able to hold back his charge much longer, then he put all of his weight down on her, crushing her tender body into the mattress. He gave her a rough riding then, but it delighted her as both her arms wrapped around him and she pulled downward, wanting to be crushed even more.

Her grunts kept time with the fast pistoning of his big prick for a few seconds, ten his motions changed as he ground heavily in her crotch and on her belly, and then she cried out as she felt jism firing deeply inside her. It not only filled her cunt, she thought, but seemed to flood her belly, and she waited to taste it in her mouth, confident that he had fired it that strongly into her.

Cyril lay on her for just a minute or so, then he rolled her over, being careful that his cock didn't slip out, and allowed her to rest on him, her cunt still impaled on his cock.

Wild with arousal, Greta was a little rough as she pulled John onto her, lying beside Cyril, then his cock was in her and he was fucking her at a furious rate, as though fucking was going out of style and he had to get what he could.

It had been Jenny's idea that they not wait for the beginning of the regular school season to begin their correspondence courses. John thought she was out of her mind, but he had to go along with it. Cyril made the arrangements, and returned from the city one day with a carton filled with books and school supplies for them.

When the weather was good, they liked to do their studying outside, near the creek. On stormy days, they went to a quiet room on the third floor. From there, they could watch lightning twisting through the valleys, and listen to the rain pounding on the roof.

But despite the distractions, they proved to be good students. They liked the idea of not having to go back to the school routine, and knew that the way to preserve that status was to get excellent marks, and they determined to do that all the way. When they needed help, there was always Greta to help them, and from time to time, Cyril offered assistance.

That too was something new and exciting for them. They had sensed that they had been in their parents' way, and it was for that reason that they had been scheduled to go away to boarding schools.

Even without the thrilling sex life, Greta and Uncle Cyril were so much better. They made it obvious that they liked the twins, wanted them around to talk with and to have fun with. Because of that, Jenny and John were careful to show their appreciation, not just with words, but also by obeying all the rules of the house, by eagerly helping with the chores, and by doing anything and everything either Greta or Cyril asked.

For a while, they kept their secrets from each other, then one rainy afternoon when they were along in the attic, they began telling their secret feelings. They had not been happy, living with their parents, and then death had come to take those parents away. There had been shock and a feeling of being lost, but since moving into their uncle's house, life had become a series of beautifully happy days, and the future stretched out endlessly ahead of them, totally beautiful and exciting.