William Scott: His horny sister

She had never felt so recklessly wicked, and she enjoyed the sensation immensely. The innocent puritan she had been was gone.

Aware of the show she was putting on, she slowly uncrossed her legs, exposing her fluffy muff to Andy's hot eyes. She unabashedly kept her knees parted slightly so the guys in front of her could see between her thighs.

Andy's eager hand touched her cunt mound and a sharp thrill stabbed through her. She caught her breath. The horny youth wasted no time in gliding his fingers down the plushy folds of her gash until his hand was deeply wedged between her legs.

Her passion heightened to the point where she felt she might climax right there – in that crowded room. Her heart thudded in time with the drums on the bandstand. Nearly everyone in the place, including the musicians, stared at her.

Andy's lascivious fingertips opened the moist, warm cove of her pussy, and one finger glided obscenely into the channel of her cunt. It stroked in and out, brushing across her erect clitoris.

Suddenly she gasped and came, jerking against the seat of her chair as Andy finger-fucked her in plain view of everyone.

The colored lights swam before her eyes, and the room seemed to tilt. The exotic music pounded its beat into her very soul. She saw a roomful of shocked, excited faces turned her way. They all seemed to run together, separate, and run together again. Finally she closed her eyes.

Todd's arrival back at the table caused Andy to withdraw his hand. But Todd had seen what had happened, and was grinning broadly.

Andy left the table to rejoin his other friends. But after a little while he returned and took Todd aside, where they talked privately. The other young men kept watching Sharon, but none of them approached. The conference between Andy and Todd broke up, and Todd returned to the table.

"Hey, you've really spaced out the guys," Todd told his sister. "They want to have a party with you."

"A p-party?" Her senses were still in a whirl, and she felt very hot. She was sopping wet between her legs. "What do you mean?"

"You know," he said. "A gang-bang. They want to take you someplace and take turns fucking you."

A lightning like charge bolted down her spine, and her pussy gushed a fresh burst of moisture. For a moment, she couldn't speak.

"I told 'em I had no objections," Todd went on, shocking her even more intensely. "Andy's going to arrange it."

She began to shake. "No, Todd! Oh, God no!"

"Why not, baby? You know you'll dig it." He began to run his fingertips lightly up and down her thigh.

She slapped his hand away. "Take me home!" she demanded.

"Come on now," he coaxed. "Let's have a ball, okay?"

She got up from the table and blindly pushed her way through the crowded room towards an exit. Her eyes were glazed, and her legs felt as if they would crumple beneath her at any moment.

Young men made lewd remarks as she passed, and she felt hands grabbing at her tits and ass. One guy actually reached up underneath her mini-dress and corkscrewed a finger at her cunt, but she slapped at his arm and twisted away before he could achieve entry.

Finally she was out of the place. Todd was right behind her, and ran up to grasp her by the arm.

"What the hell's the matter?" he asked. "You were having a great time. Why'd you get up and leave?"

"Todd, I hate you!" she declared. "Why did you take me to that awful place and make me dress this way? Why did you want the other guys to have me?"

"I'm proud of you, baby. I wanted everybody to see how sharp you look and what you can do."

"You don't love me. You don't!" she accused as she broke into tears and ran away from him.

He followed, grabbed her arm, and held it firmly as they walked towards her apartment house a few blocks away.

"So you don't think I love you, huh?" he asked. "Well, I'm going to show you how I feel. And I'm going to prove to you that you still love me."

He backed her into an open space between, a couple of buildings and embraced her passionately, crushing her boobs against him. As his mouth captured hers and his tongue speared between her lips, he pulled the back of her dress up and filled his hands with her smooth, round asscheeks.

She went into a sensual swirl. She couldn't resist him. Her tongue returned his fluttering tongue strokes, and she ground her belly against his rising prick.

His hands rolled and patted her bare ass. He even stuck a finger between the satiny mounds and tickled her tingling bung. New moisture seeped from her cunt and dribbled down between her thighs.

I'm so evil! she thought. But there seemed nothing she could do about it. She was as she was. Todd had turned her into a shameless wanton.

If he had taken her back to the night club now, she would have agreed to the gang-bang, she thought. She would have taken on every young buck in the room while Todd stood and watched it all!

But the time for that had passed. The other had something different, though equally shocking, in mind.

Standing only a few steps from the sidewalk and in view of passing traffic, if anyone chose to glance their way, Todd unzipped his sister's dress and lowered the front of it. He squeezed her tits between his thumbs and fingers, lifting them and causing the erect nipples to jut even farther forward. He bowed his head and went from nipple to nipple, licking and sucking the delightful, rubbery buds.

"Ooh, darling… darling… that feels so gooood!" Sharon moaned.

Cars passed. There were footsteps on the sidewalk. She kept her eyes closed and concentrated on the wonderful sensations that her brother's lips and tongue imparted.

She reached forward to caress his crotch and found a monstrous hardness inside his pants. Working blindly, she unzipped his fly and reached inside to draw his aroused prick out through the opening of his jockey shorts. She stroked his cock as it stuck out of his pants, angling upward.

As he fucked and chewed at a titty, he reached under her dress and drove one, then two fingers into the slippery wet mouth of her cunt. He frigged his fingers in and out of her hot hole.

Finally he raised his head and told her, "Now prove you love, me, baby. Get dawn and, suck me off."

"Ooh, yesss… yessss!" Sharon sighed as she unhesitatingly dropped to her knees in front of him.

He turned slightly so his profile was presented to the street. That meant Sharon had to present her profile to the passing traffic when she bent and capped her mouth around the bulging head of his cock. She stroked her tongue against the sensitive underside of the glans and across its equally sensitive tip as she bobbed her head, gliding her encircling lips up and down his rigid shaft.

Her golden-red hair flashed in the diffused glow of a nearby street light. Her bare tits cascaded forward and quivered with her cocksucking motions.

Todd rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet, fucking his prick in and out of his sister's mouth. She sucked harder.

"Go, Goddamn it!" he growled as the hot juice bubbled in his balls. "Suck my fucking pecker!"

He drove the big rod right into her throat, and she loved it. She wished he could somehow reach her stomach with his huge prick! The taste and smell were delightful, as was the feel of the thick shaft stroking between her lips while his fat cockhead throbbed between her tongue and palate. She had gotten so she enjoyed sucking Todd's prick as much as she enjoyed having him stroke it in her cunt. The mental satisfaction which she derived from the cocksucking was particularly intense. She didn't understand it, but the fact was undeniable.

Striving for a climax, Todd fucked her mouth with short, fast strokes. Her tongue and lips ached, as did the muscles in her throat, from the prolonged sucking. But she would soon receive her reward. She was as anxious as Todd for the ejaculation to occur.