BLP-224 Sister's Shame
By Jill Adrian


FOREWORD

This novel explores the profound philosophical dimensions of what really happens when a young girl fixes romantic designs on her brother.

Betty Dutton possesses a physical and emotional maturity far beyond her years, and her precocity in the realm of sexual conduct causes her to contemplate activity in areas that most girls her age would even fear to tread.

Young Betty always felt a deep admiration for her brother, who is in his senior year of high school. She feels bad when, after she had set him up for a date with a friend of hers, things turn out badly, and brother Louis comes home feeling disillusioned and disappointed.

Given Betty's determination for attempting to please Louis, she tries once more to set up another date for her shy brother.

On the second occasion, Louis returns home in an optimistic mood, having hit it off beautifully with the girl that Betty had set him up with the day before.

At this point, Betty undergoes a lengthy soul-searching session. Eventually she concludes that her concern over Louis coming out of his shell was self-motivated. She finds that she was attracted to her brother in a physical manner.

The author of this novel does a superb job in illustrating a tragic, provocative problem to its internal philosophical roots, probing the question of brother-sister love in a realistic and systematic way.

The reader cannot help but finish this novel with a considerably greater insight into what causes a young girl like Betty Dutton to turn sexually to her own brother.

It is often barely perceptible, that fine line that separates acceptable emotional feeling between brother and sister, and that which is almost universally scorned by modem society, and the author demarcates that line well.

- The Publisher


CHAPTER ONE

Louis Dutton looked over at lovely red haired Lexie, his date for that evening.

He was happy that his younger sister Betty had been kind enough to arrange it. Even though Lexie, at fifteen, was only one year older than Betty, she possessed a poise and a maturity that confounded eighteen year old Louis.

He had been much too shy for his own good and Betty, always quick to go to work in a pinch, made a date for him with her friend Sylvia.

Unfortunately, Louis and Sylvia did not make contact. He remembered returning home in a depressed frame of mind. At that point, Betty came to the rescue, telling him about Lexie, and that she was convinced he would like Lexie much better, and Lexie in turn would find him more to her liking than Sylvia had.

He had taken Lexie to dinner at the fashionable restaurant in the center of town. They were on their way to a motion picture theater, where they would view a double bill.

The longer that Lexie looked at Louis, however, the more disenchanted she became about going to the theater. She was thinking about more intimate things, and every time that she stole a glance at his crotch, her feelings became more manifest.

After all, Louis was sporting a hard-on, and who could blame him. Lexie was so sexy looking she was enough to stick lead in any man's pencil.

Louis looked over at the sexpot sitting next to him. He liked the fact that she was clad in a dress that showed off her beautiful body to exquisite advantage. It looked as if it had been sewn on her, since her breasts jutted out magnificently, revealing the size of her knobs to him. As for her legs, they were scintillatingly trim and dazzling, just the type that a man would like to reach out and caress.

Even though Louis was thinking these thoughts, he wouldn't dare to put any of them into practice. Due to his shyness, he was generally fearful about making a play for a girl. After all, he figured, he could strike out, or even, if the embarrassment was acute enough, be slapped in the face.

He did notice, though, as they got closer to the theater, that she seemed to be angling her beautiful body closer to him in the front seat.

Soon she reached out with her left hand and began stroking his right pant leg. That gave him a better indication than ever as to just where her mind was.

"Stop the car, baby, stop it right here," Lexie said authoritatively.

He pulled over toward the curb.

"Now hang a right down this side street," she said.

"Do you mind telling me why?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

Louis shrugged, making the right turn and pulling off of the main drag.

"Pull to a stop right underneath that tree," Lexie pointed toward a tree in the darkness a few feet ahead.

He swung the car to a stop.

"Turn off the lights, dear," Lexie said, beginning to stroke his leg more affectionately than before.

Louis' cock danced nimbly in his trousers, and she liked the exciting bulge between his legs.

No sooner did he turn off his lights, than Lexie threw her arms around him and delivered an impassioned kiss to his lips.

He felt the sudden surge of electricity throbbing throughout his body, electricity that was focused primarily in his cock and balls. His prick stood on end as he let his lips collide against hers.

When Lexie finally withdrew her lips from Louis', she looked over at him and smiled.

"Go ahead and reach inside my dress," she said. "Play with my tits, honey. I've seen you looking at them. You like my gorgeous knobs, don't you?"

"They are very beautiful," Louis gulped.

"Go ahead and play with them."

"What if somebody drives by and sees us?" Louis asked with concern. "Especially a policeman. Anything could happen. We're taking a terrible risk."

"Don't turn chickenshit on me," Lexie laughed. "You're cute, Louis, even though you're very much like a helpless little boy. Then again, maybe that's part of your charm. I like a guy who doesn't just start right off screwing. A lot of these guys, are reaching under my skirt and playing with my twat just two seconds after they are introduced to me. They come on a little too fast. Actually, I like a guy like you. Somebody I can nurse along at my own pace."

"Apparently you believe in a fast pace."

"It depends on what you mean by fast. I don't expect to be banged two seconds after I meet some stiff, no matter how hard his cock might be. But give me a little chance to develop a conversation, and you'd be surprised what a friendly girl I can be."

"I've got to admit you're acting anything but unfriendly right now," Louis chuckled, a bit nervously.

"I know. But you haven't gotten in tune with my kind of friendliness."

"It's just that you're coming on so strong. Not that I really mind it, of course."

"I'm sure that you don't."

This time she managed to run her fingers through his thick, curly brown hair as she worked her tongue with enthusiastic grace inside Louis' mouth.

Her tongue restlessly torpedoed against his, providing both of them with a whirlpool of sensation as she kept up the searing movements.

Lexie withdrew her tongue from his mouth, then shocked him by reaching out with her right hand and pulling his zipper.

"This zipper is in the way," she smiled. "It's separating me from your cock."

As Louis watched her with startled dismay, Lexie quickly unzipped his trousers, reaching into his shorts and pulling out his huge pecker.

"I'm going to toy with your dick," she announced. "I really love to play with a hard pecker. It's one of the great joys of my life, and I'm sure you can understand why. I happen to be a very sexy girl."

"I won't argue the point with you," Louis gulped.

"Just watch my smoke, baby."

"You've got plenty of it, darling."

"You'd better believe it."

She began tugging on the very tip of his dick. She started out at a smooth, methodical pace, but could not sustain that type of action very long. She was much too excited by the presence of Louis' erect prick to spend much time in the early getting-acquainted preliminary finger stages.

She worked her fingers spiritedly around the edges of his cock, stepping up the pace dramatically, enjoying the spirited movements that she supplied.

"How does that grab you, baby?" she asked, as she continued tugging on his joint.

"It's too much." he gasped. "How is a guy supposed to take all this? I sure hope we don't get caught."

"Stop worrying about getting caught, you big baby, and just let me settle down and have fun with your hard pecker."

Louis wasn't about to protest, since he was receiving fantastic sensations from Lexie.

He recalled how disappointed he had been after coming home from his date with Sylvia. A completely different set of circumstances existed at this point, however, since he was getting all the thrills he could possibly hope to ask for in the form of her finger movements over his dick. And he recognized, based on the way that she was talking, that she would pull out all stops to provide both of them with the utmost in sexual thrills.

Her fingers now began to find the mark at an even quicker pace. As she manipulated her fingers down the entire base of Louis' cock, she worked the fingers of her other hand over his balls.

She loved tugging his ball bag, and she realized that out of his ball bag would come the juices that she hoped to devour in a short period of time.

Up and down she continued to let her fingers swiftly maneuver, and she observed the fact that Louis' legs were now beginning to quiver from all of the exciting movements that she continued to provide for him.

The fingers pumped diligently, and as she accelerated her movements, she felt that it was time for her to move on to even more intimate types of pleasure.

She dropped her body down towards the floor, her knees hugging the floorboard as she got set to turn her tongue loose on his lengthy stick.

While her fingers continued to explore the surface of his balls, Lexie let her tongue slide over the tip of his huge pecker.

"You're too much, Lexie, you really know how to put heat in a guy's cock. Keep it up, don't stop."

Lexie wasn't about to stop. That is, until she experienced the pleasures of a satisfying orgasm.

Her fingers continued to manipulate skillfully over his flaming balls, and as they continued working, she kept on sliding her tongue over the tip of his cock.

She kept up the searing stabs over his peter until she decided it was time for her to move the action along towards the entire base of his hot dick.

While her fingers continued to play with his testicles, she worked her tongue vigorously up and down his cock.

He watched her red hair flying in her self-generated breeze as she sucked laboriously on his cock.

Never had he been exposed to anything quite like Lexie's exhibition. Louis wasn't disposed toward coping with a woman who came on that fast. But he wasn't about to complain.

It was an exhilarating experience, one that he wouldn't want to trade with anything.

He let the fingers of both hands run smoothly over Lexie's hair. He loved the smooth surface of her flaming red locks, and it made him feel that much more secure to let his fingers come into contact with a part of her as she kept up her stimulating suck.

She tugged a little more diligently now on his balls, applying more pressure than before as she kept up her fantastic movements, driving her tongue at a relentless pace over his hot dick.

She could sense that he was ready to orgasm, and if there was anything that Lexie liked, it was a hot dose of thick, juicy cream.

She recognized the importance of wonderful orgasms. They did great things for her, like making her feel extraordinarily happy. She couldn't get enough in the way of white cum. There wasn't enough of it around to satisfy her, and every time that the tongue came into crisp contact with his flaming member, she realized she was driving him that much closer to orgasm, and nearing her objective.

"Suck my cock," he said. "Keep going, baby. It was silly to be afraid of anything. You are too much. Your tongue is absolutely wild. Keep on manipulating, baby, keep it working quickly. I want to shoot in your mouth. Suck me, baby, go after my juice. I want you, baby, I want to shoot off my load inside you."

The finger pumping continued over his balls as she worked her tongue at a more effective clip than ever before. She could see that he was moving closer to climax, and that provided her with even more incentive than before.

His breathing was becoming heavier now, and she picked up on that fact. It could only mean one thing, as far as she was concerned. And that was that he was so hot he could hardly hold back the load. She wanted to taste him so desperately, and the finger movements intensified over his balls as her tongue spiritedly attacked his prick, sliding up and down the full length of his pole.

"Get ready! Oh, get ready," he warned her. "I'm going to juice inside your beautiful mouth. Eat my cock juice, honey! Suck out the cream, baby, suck it out. Go after every drop. Eat me, darling, eat me."

Now her fingers continued to slide over his balls with rhythmic delight as the first few droplets began to bolt out of the end of his nervous dick.

After that, the orgasmic liquid came in quick, thick spurts, and he enjoyed the sensations attached to that beautiful, rewarding act.

His legs were trembling uncontrollably as the jissum was released from the end of his prick, shooting and gushing into her waiting mouth.

Once she succeeded in swallowing every drop of his joy juice, Lexie reached out and flipped her lover's pecker back into his shorts.

What astounded Louis to such a great extent was that Lexie, who had been so overwhelmed with excitement just a few minutes earlier, returned to a state of calmness after receiving Louis' precious juices.

"I wish you'd take me to a motel now," she said calmly.

"I'd be glad to. Which one should we go to?"

"There's a nice little place just down the street," she said. "As a matter of fact, I've perfectly timed things to where you would stop where you did, my dear. You see, I'm not only a woman of action, I'm a woman of good timing."

"You sure had good timing with your tongue. You gave my prick quite a workout. What makes you think I'd be ready for more sex?"

"It doesn't mean anything whether you're ready for it now or not. I just have enough confidence in myself to realize that you'll be ready for a lot more once I get you in the bed."

"You do have a lot of confidence."

"It comes from being beautiful and having a body that men go wild over. Wouldn't you like to go wild over my naked body?"

"I'd be thrilled to see you nude."

"You're going to get that chance, darling," she said, reaching out and affectionately patting his right leg.

Already Louis could feel new waves of excitement developing in his cock and balls. He had never encountered anyone quite like lovely Lexie.


CHAPTER TWO

The moment that they checked into their room at the motel a few blocks away from where they parked, Louis Dutton was furnished with an urgent request from Lexie.

"Take your clothes off," she said hoarsely. "I want to watch you strip."

Lexie stretched out on the bed, watching Louis as he climbed out of his trousers.

He slipped off his shorts, and revealed himself to her totally nude. She stared at his hard cock.

"I told you you'd get hard again fast," she laughed. "I haven't even had to do anything. You're underestimating yourself, dear. You are really quite a stud."

"Thank you. I didn't know I had it in me."

"Of course you've got it in you, baby. If I hadn't thought that you had it in you, I wouldn't have dated you."

"I sure am anxious to see you nude."

"You're not going to have to wait long. I love putting on strip shows for handsome young guys. I titillate them the way that I take off my clothes, so much that you can almost guarantee that they're going to be beating their meat by the time I get through."

"That I can easily believe."

"Bet your sweet little butt you can," she winked.

Lexie eased her body slowly upward from the bed, then began to unbutton her dress.

Lexie allowed her hips and legs to move sinuously, rotating back and forth as she continued to undress.

She slipped off her dress, then put her hands on her hips as she stood before Louis in her panties and bra.

The light in the room caused a whiteness in her panties and bra to sparkle.

As he observed her smooth, creamy skin, he wanted more than ever to sink his fingers into her flesh, particularly around her breasts.

"Shall I take off my bra or panties first?" she asked smilingly.

"I'd like your bra off first."

"Most guys do, but I believe in giving them a choice."

"Smart girl. You've got a guy's interest at heart all the way."

"And my own," she pointed out. "Remember, my dear. It takes two to make a beautiful sex act. That means that a couple has to get together and decide what makes them both turn on. Some couples just can't seem to get it on, while other couples just can't seem to miss. I'm happy to say that we're in the category of couples that just can't seem to miss."

"Seeing as how we've been communicating so beautifully, I can't help but agree with you."

She reached behind her body and allowed her fingers to busily go to work on her bra, the straps of which she quickly undid.

"Just have a look at my tits, baby, if you want something to impress you," Lexie smiled, extending her huge, lovely bosoms forward.

Louis' eyes practically popped out the first opportunity that he received to see her naked boobs dancing before him.

Lovely Lexie, remaining true to her word concerning her putting on a show to get him hot, let her breasts dance back and forth. She enjoyed the attention she was receiving from her admiring friend, who continued to stand there looking at her.

"In just a minute I'll let you move your fingers against them."

"That sounds pretty good."

"But first I want to take off my panties. And I'm sure that you'll agree that it is a beautiful idea."

"I'm anxious to see you with your panties off."

"You want to see my pretty pussy?"

"You are damned right I do."

"I can see that you're getting a little bolder now."

"I sure am."

"Then I'm already weaving my magic. That's real good."

"Let's see to it you keep weaving that beautiful magic."

Louis felt like a new man sitting there on the bed, his hard cock throbbing, while he watched his beautiful lover getting ready to remove her panties.

She reached down ever so slowly and casually, permitting her fingers to grab a hold of the elastic which held the panties tight around her hips.

She slipped the panties down her legs ever so slowly, giving Louis plenty of chances to get extra horny from watching the activities.

When she reached the point where Louis got his first chance to look at her flaming cunt, his pecker hardened considerably. He knew that he just had to get a shot at her lovely body. It made him feel good that lovely Lexie was so strongly disposed toward wanting to have sex with him.

She stepped out of her panties, then wiggled her asscheeks as she walked toward the bed.

"You see, I can put on quite a convincing strip show when I want to," she said.

"I should say you can."

She looked at him and smiled, letting her hips flutter back and forth as she stood before the bed.

"You're going to get a chance to fuck me, and I know damned well you're going to love it," she exclaimed.

"Lexie, baby, you're almost too much for any man."

"I'm not too much, honey, I'm just enough."

"Remember, I said almost." He grinned.

"On that note, I think I'll climb into bed with you."

"You couldn't find a more welcome or willing bed partner."


CHAPTER THREE

Once she climbed into bed with Louis, Lexie continued to rotate her hips, enjoying the fact that she was causing Louis' cock to harden all the more.

"What do you think of my pretty pussy?" she asked, spreading her legs accommodatingly.

Louis looked down at her rust colored pubic hairs, wondering what it would be like to come into contact with them. He had never gone down on a woman, but had heard many of his young male friends talking about what delightful sensations they had received by sucking girls' snatches.

As Lexie continued to wiggle her body with great delight, she reached down with her right hand, allowing her fingers to go to work on her fur patch.

The faster that her body twisted, the more she enjoyed the action. She stepped up the pace, letting her fingers fervently manipulate over her vagina.

"Do you like watching me?" she asked.

"You look so damned sexy."

"I'm going to remove my fingers from my mound, darling. I expect you to put your fingers to work there. Are you up to it?"

"I'm up to doing anything to make you happy, sweetheart."

"That's the spirit."

Louis watched as Lexie swiftly released her fingers from her pussy.

"Go to work with your fingers, doll. You know just the kind of action I want in my snatch," she said.

Louis applied his fingers ever so smoothly to her pussy.

"Come on now, you can work the fingers a little quicker than that," she laughed. "You are going to have a blast of a time, baby. All you've got to do is let yourself go."

He stepped up the pace of his finger action. It excited him to feel precipitation emerging from her mound.

"You're getting moist in your snatch," he said.

"Of course I am. It all goes with receiving the right kind of attention. Just keep your fingers working, baby. We can form an effective team that way."

His fingers slid uncontrollably over her mound. Lexie was having an hypnotic effect on Louis. Never had he seen himself moving into such a state of uninhibited glee as he was doing at that moment. She had completely caused him to throw away his hang-ups. At that point, he was devoting himself exclusively to the pursuit of bodily pleasure, letting his fingers slip and dance feverishly over her pussy.

"Keep your fingers moving," she gasped. "Drive your fingers, honey. A little faster. Work them as quickly as you can."

He ignited a few more sparks between her legs as his fingers pushed forward with everything that he could muster in the way of enthusiastic excitement. They moved with fervent grace over her furry box.

"I want you to suck it now," she said. "Slip your tongue over the edge of it. I'll give you any instructions you might need. I'm a real particular girl when it comes to having my pussy sucked. It has to be done just right."

He removed his fingers from her moist snatch, dropping his head down between beautiful Lexie's legs.

"Reach out and play with my legs," Lexie encouraged. "I want you to grab my thighs and really clutch them."

His fingers immediately began to explore Lexie's thighs and as he circulated them around her legs, he permitted his tongue to slide ever so slowly around her moist slit.

"You can start off slow, but I want you to build fast," she said. "I'm real particular about that, sweetheart. You've got to get the action going. I can't wait when I get hot."

Louis kept on sliding his tongue slowly, until Lexie decided that it was time to provide him with a little bit of impetus.

"Start moving a little faster," she gasped, her legs flipping back and forth as she did her best to provide encouragement. "Come on and suck me, dear. I need for you to work your tongue more quickly. Let it dance over my snatch. I need it, baby, I need to explode my juices in your mouth. I won't feel content until I've done it."

His tongue wiggled around her box, and as it made rapid strides inside the confines of her snatch, her legs and hips maneuvered back and forth.

She enjoyed the brisk contact he was supplying with his tongue. The longer that it fervently came into contact with her, the closer she found herself drawing toward climax.

She heated up rapidly in the loins, and as her body trembled, he interpreted that as a sign that she was moving closer to climax and it caused Louis to suck her slit even more conscientiously than before.

Gradually he was picking up a technique, and the longer he kept up his sucking, the swifter his movements became.

"Groovy, honey, keep your tongue sliding," she said. "Don't slow down for one second. I'm not that far from shooting. I'm going to explode in your mouth. I'm going to fuck your beautiful mouth with my pussy goo. Go after it, dear, I really want to give it to you."

His fingers continued to slide energetically against her legs as the sucking continued.

"Work your fingers around my asscheeks," she sighed. "I want you touching my butt when I shoot. It means a lot to me, baby. I know just the kind of action that I want. I'm not the least bit bashful about asking for it."

He worked his tongue around her mound and played with her asscheeks at the same time.

He squeezed her buttocks gingerly, enjoying the finger contact which he provided for her.

He could tell from the way that her breath was coming in puffy gasps that she couldn't maintain this type of pace much longer. Soon she would be orgasming inside his mouth, and he would be collecting a load of delightful juices.

"Keep up the sucking," she exclaimed. "You're getting closer, dear, much closer, to giving me exactly what I want. Oh yes, now you're really arriving. Now you're really tickling my twat. Drive your tongue, baby, drive it hard. Play with my asscheeks. That's it. Squeeze my butt, honey. It's a cute butt, isn't it? Of course it is. I know I've got plenty to offer, plenty enough for any man, you included, so suck my twat."

The last minute histrionics got him to the place where he almost orgasmed. Louis kept up his spirited tongue efforts, his heart pounding thunderously as he let his tongue continue to manipulate sweepingly over every crevice of her hot snatch.

He had her down to the point now where she would have to be shooting soon, and he was eagerly looking forward to swallowing her juices.

"Eat it, darling, eat my beautiful load," she gasped. "Keep playing with my butt."

Louis' tongue kept on manipulating as he worked her toward climax.

About the time that her body quivered uncontrollably, he knew that she was ready to provide him with a bust in the mouth.

Finally, her juices exploded and he received her load in his mouth.

"A beautiful climax," she exclaimed, nodding her head. "You really played with my butt, honey. You did it just the way I wanted. Oh, you worked systematically forward until the very end. Then you were sucking me with everything you had at the last minute. It was a beautiful experience, unlike anything I ever had with a guy on a first date. Usually I have to give a guy plenty of lessons before I get that kind of a wonderful cunt suck."

"You've got to be kidding," he laughed nervously. "I wasn't really that good."

"Like hell you weren't," she smiled, looking over at her lover.


CHAPTER FOUR

Louis was running his fingers through Lexie's hair and kissing her lips simultaneously.

"Let's really let things build in your cock," Lexie said. "I can take a good, stiff fuck, baby. I want you in my cunt."

The conversation that Lexie was supplying only served to heat Louis up all the more. He looked down at her inviting snatch, and felt all the more hungry for her.

Louis removed his lips from Lexie's, then let his fingers roam down to her asscheeks, which he fondled with magnificent grace.

He loved touching her buttocks, and the longer that he did so, the more appetizing the idea of fucking her became.

He slid his body on top of hers, then proceeded to get started with the act itself.

As Louis' fingers ran smoothly over her buttocks, he thrust his body forward, allowing his hard, sturdy prick to make contact with her mound.

The moment that he entered her, Lexie's entire body quivered and her legs spread themselves more widely than before. She wanted some hot action.

"Stab me with your ramrod, dear," she called out, her body twisting and turning as she got set for additional activity. "Drive it into me. The key to a good fuck is totally letting yourself go. Forget everything except my pussy. Drive your cock into it, sweetheart."

Louis set out to accomplish just what his beautiful partner wanted him to. He sliced his bloated penis diligently into her mound, pumping his body with relentless energy and zeal as he tore into her.

He liked the tightness within her, and he could tell after the first few stabs just what a good fuck she was.

The longer that the act evolved, the more he realized just what Lexie was capable of doing to him. He had certainly arrived that evening, and at this point his frustration, stemming from the unsuccessful date with Sylvia were a part of nothing more than a distant past.

Back and forth he kept thrusting his torrid spear, and as his cock entered her love gash ever more deeply, he picked up a solid tempo to employ in his fucking. He discovered by instinct just how to roll his hips, and timed every movement with her bodily rotation.

Soon they were fucking like a skilled team, with Louis seizing the initiative and driving his cock forward, then Lexie flipping her hips back and forth to meet his hot thrusts.

"Keep fucking," she called out. "I want you, darling, I really want you. Put your hands to work too, honey. Keep working around my entire body. Use them effectively. You can do it." Louis moved his hands downward from her asscheeks to her thighs. He squeezed her thighs with proficient skill, causing her body to react immediately as she thrust back and forth.

"Very good!" She nodded. "Just keep rotating the movements, baby, keep mixing things up. Come on and fuck me, darling, fuck my cunt. Slide your cock into me."

Louis kept on drilling his lover's mound, plunging his penis sharply inside of Lexie's vagina.

He recognized that at the pace he was maintaining, he couldn't conceivably give her very much more action. He was getting so hot, burning up so intensely between his legs, that he would soon have to explode.

This time his fingers made their way upward toward her buttocks and past them all the way to her breasts. He let his fingers glide over the smooth surface of her tits, and the longer he came into contact with them, the luckier he thought himself to be in the situation of freely delivering his cock stabs into her inviting vagina.

His fingers twisted at her nipples as he moved that much closer to the exhilarating moment of climax.

Gradually Louis could feel the heat building between his legs. His cock was throbbing with great intensity, and his balls were poised and ready to explode, bulging with testicle juice.

He pumped long and hard, sharply flipping his penis into her pussy as far as it would go. He wouldn't slow up the pace until he had orgasmed.

"What a fuck you are," he exclaimed.

"Kiss me every now and then, too, baby. That's always exhilarating."

"I'll do anything you want me to. I just want to give you the best possible fuck that I can."

"I like your attitude, sweetheart. Keep on sending your surging cock into me."

Louis leaned forward and allowed his lips to pierce against Lexie's.

While the lips remained frozen, he kept on pumping his prick with savage determination into her mound. He felt at that point more like a wild beast than a human being. He had only one object in mind, that of culminating a fantastic fuck.

He could tell from the way her hips were beginning to wiggle that she was every bit as intensely concerned about things as he was. Louis was confident that she, too, would be orgasming in fairly short order.

Louis released his lips from Lexie's, then decided to let his tongue go to work inside her mouth.

Louis flipped his tongue forward, permitting it to enter Lexie's mouth and slide against her tongue.

As he basked in the mutual enjoyment of the French kiss, letting his tongue collide with hers, he pumped more fervently than ever. He recognized that the French kiss was an inspiring way of providing him with greater sensations than ever, causing him to plunge his pecker into her with greater determination than before.

Several hot stabs later, he recognized that he was on the verge of orgasm, and it was just a question of how he would finish up.

He moved his fingers downward toward her asscheeks. He wanted to clutch her butt tightly while he was in the process of shooting his juices inside her.

He hunched his body forward several more times, rocking rapidly, driving his cock at a steadily accelerating level as he moved ever closer to the precious moment that they were both seeking to experience.

"I'm going to juice," Lexie gasped. "Oh, I am juicing. I've orgasmed, honey. It feels so beautiful. It feels so absolutely great. What a wonderful orgasm. You've given me such a great fuck. You're such a beautiful guy, you've got such a wonderful cock. Ah, it was superb."

"I'm going to shoot, too."

"Give it to me, baby. I want to feel your hot juices in my cunt. Drive that cock into me. Don't slow up. I need it. Oh, do I ever need it."

Louis leaned forward and let his lips plunge against Lexie's. While the lips remained locked, the hot white orgasmic fluid began to spurt out of the end of his cock.

He watched with a sense of satisfaction as the juices spilled out of his pecker and into her mound.

Once he released his lips from hers, she looked at him and smiled.

"For a guy who was scared to death, you sure turned into a pretty wild fucker," Lexie told him.

"I wouldn't say I was scared to death. I'd just say I needed a little encouragement."

"Be that as it may. All I can say is that you sure did an effective job. I'm proud of you, and if I have my way, we'll be fucking again real soon."

"I hope so, because I enjoyed your body. You really do let yourself go completely."

"As I said, my dear, that's really the only way to fuck."

"The only way to fly, and the only way to fuck," Louis laughed, reaching out and patting her asscheeks.

"You really like playing with my butt, don't you?"

"I just dig touching your body, that's all, any part of it."

"Such devotion deserves future fucks."

"I'm glad you're willing."

"That makes two of us."

Lexie reached out and ran the smooth fingers of her left hand over his face.

"I guess we'd better get going," Louis said.

"Come on over here and lie down next to me for a little while," Lexie told him. "After a blistering fuck, it's best to try and get a little bit of rest. After all, baby, you've lost plenty of juice, considering that you bolted in the car, then right here, and I've lost some too. Let's rest just a few minutes."

"I suppose that we could," he nodded.

"Of course we can," Lexie sighed.

Lexie threw her arm around him, then kissed his lips.

Louis never felt more confident than he did at that moment. He had really proven something to himself, and to lovely Lexie as well.


CHAPTER FIVE

At the age of fourteen, Betty Dutton possessed a better body than most grown women.

She had gone to bed fairly early that evening, not long after her brother Louis had gone out on his date with Lexie.

She had fallen asleep briefly, then had awakened around ten, looking up at the clock.

Betty was a light sleeper, and the fact that Louis was out on a date made it all the more difficult for her to sleep for any extended period of time. After all, since she had set up the date with Lexie, Betty was extra curious to know how her brother was faring that evening.

She tried to go back to sleep, but found it impossible. She tossed and turned in bed, but waited till her folks had turned in around eleven.

She got up from the bed a few minutes past eleven, wearing nothing more than her panties and her see-through pink negligee.

As she walked barefooted toward Louis' room, she made a quick check and discovered what she had anticipated all along, the fact that he had not come home yet.

Betty tiptoed downstairs, not wanting to alert either one of her parents that she was up.

She sat down in the living room sofa which was situated just across from the window. She would be able to see when Louis came home.

Betty was a girl of such maturity that she generally associated with girls older than herself, like Lexie. She had been a little reluctant about having Louis date her, since Lexie was reportedly notorious when it came to pleasing men that she liked. Lexie was known to go all the way, and in the event Lexie did not get what she wanted, she had been known to throw tantrums.

Betty couldn't help but wonder how much of what she had heard was fact and how much was fiction. If she had believed everything she had heard about Lexie, she wouldn't have arranged the date for Louis. But then again, when she remembered the circumstances under which the date was put together, she realized the desperation involved. Louis was in a distraught frame of mind, partially over his lack of success in his date with Sylvia, and partially stemming from the fact that he just didn't seem to be making contact with the opposite sex in the way that he would have liked.

Betty, a girl who was constantly being stampeded by men, felt sorry for her older brother. She had nothing but the highest admiration for him, and she wanted to prove to him that he was a very appealing young man.

She just happened to be in Lexie's presence at school one afternoon when Louis came walking by. She hastily arranged the date, then left the two of them alone to talk and get better acquainted.

As the minutes ticked by, Betty couldn't help but get worried. She wanted her older brother to get along well with Lexie, but now felt that maybe he was getting too much of a good thing. Perhaps some of these stories about Lexie were true.

Betty looked down at her beautiful ivory legs, which were perpetually receiving glances from admiring men of all ages. If she looked that good at fourteen, she thought, then she ran the risk of having men rape her by the time she was eighteen. Of course, she ran that risk at the moment, she couldn't help but recognize.

She had to be careful about just who she dated, since she did not want to have to wrestle men off of her. But she was realistic enough to know that she possessed the kind of body that immediately projected men into a state of acute hunger.

Betty tried to read a news magazine, but found it very difficult to concentrate on what was before her. She was too worried about her brother.

At a few minutes past twelve, she heard the car pulling into the driveway.

Betty got up from the sofa, walking over toward the window.

She observed her brother walking toward the door. He opened it and stepped inside, observing her immediately and flashing her a look of surprise.

"Sis, what are you doing up this late?" He smiled. "A young gal like you ought to be getting her beauty sleep."

"I was wondering what happened with you."

"Certainly you aren't worried about me," Louis grinned, sitting down on the edge of the sofa and putting his feet up on the table top.

"When it got to be so late, I just wondered."

"Your big brother is certainly capable of taking care of himself. Incidentally, you really look beautiful. You're getting better looking every day."

"Let's not go into that. I want to talk about Lexie."

"I can't thank you enough," Louis smiled, "for introducing us. You really did a sweet thing for me. For both of us, for that matter."

Louis leaned over and delivered an affectionate kiss to his sister's forehead.

Despite Louis's gratitude, Betty felt flustered about the way he was acting. She couldn't understand why she was unhappy, since she wanted to boost Louis' confidence. But now he was acting downright cocky, and she knew that a lot must have happened between her brother and Lexie. As for the resentment, there was no way for her to measure it. It was just there, and existing alongside it was a burning curiosity as to where things stood between her brother and Lexie.

"Just what happened between you two?" she looked at her brother.

"You wouldn't want to ask me for any details, would you?" he chuckled.

"Maybe I'm only fourteen, but I'm a lot more knowledgeable than most girls my age. On top of that, I've had a little bit of sex experience. I'm not about to go wild at it, but there have been a couple of guys that I thought were worthy of some activity."

"I don't know what you're driving at, Sis."

"Come off of it, Louis. I want to know exactly what happened. You can tell me. After all, if it hadn't been for me setting up the date, you wouldn't even have gone out with her."

"You're right about that," Louis concurred. "It was wonderful, honey. She sure came on fast."

"In what way?"

"She was panting like crazy and had me stop the car. Then when I stopped, she went down on me."

"Right there in the car?"

'She certainly did."

"I guess maybe those stories were true after all," Betty shook her head. "I figured it might have been just gossip. After all, Lexie is a beautiful girl and I thought there might have been a lot of sour grapes involved. But I guess the stories were true." "What stories?"

. "About her being so wild sexually. If she sucked your cock at the side of the road and couldn't even wait for you to go anywhere else, then she is pretty wild."

"Later we went to a motel," Louis grinned. "What did you do there?"

"It's a little embarrassing to reveal sex acts to my own sister."

"You don't have to be embarrassed about anything. Come on and tell me, Louis. You owe me that much since I set up the date."

"All right, I'll come clean. She had me suck her snatch, then I fucked her cunt. She really is tight."

"I take it, then, that you thoroughly enjoyed it."

"Not only did I enjoy her, but I plan on enjoying her again."

"That interesting to her," Betty turned her head away in disappointment.

"What's wrong, Betty? You should be happy. After all, you set me up with Lexie."

"But I don't want her to ruin you either. I thought you'd have a nice friendly date, maybe kiss her a few times, and that would be that. I didn't think you'd be coming on that strong that fast."

"We just happened to like each other. The sparks were there, and when you want to fuck, then what more can you say?"

"It sound like a pretty shabby affair to me," Betty said. "I can't be impressed over a girl blowing a guy in the front seat of a car."

"It was very sexy," Louis smiled.

"No matter what you say, I can't be impressed."

"I'm sorry you're taking it this way."

"So am I, but I can't help it. I guess I'll go back up to bed."

"Sis, I wouldn't hurt you for the world," Louis exclaimed, putting his left arm around his sister.

"Please let me go, Louis. I'm getting tired. I think I'll be able to sleep now."

Louis watched with sad eyes as his sister got up from the sofa and walked slowly back to her bedroom.

Neither one of them could comprehend what was going on. Betty couldn't understand why she was feeling so resentful, and Louis was unable to fathom why his sister, who had been so eager about getting him to go out, would feel this broken up over the fact that he had scored.


CHAPTER SIX

For the next two days after Louis' date with Lexie, Betty found herself doing all in her power to impress her brother.

He went out for a second night in a row with Lexie, and that bugged Betty even more than his revelation after his first date with Lexie.

Betty decided she would make an effort to get to know her brother better than ever. She was always close to Louis, and he was aware of her beauty, but she began wondering what it would be like if he were to press his lips firmly against hers and kiss her in the same way that he was doing to Lexie.

These thoughts that constantly roamed through Betty's mind began to trouble her. She recognized how abnormal it was to be thinking such thoughts about her own brother, but every time that she saw Louis, she simultaneously desired him and felt a tremendous jealousy toward Lexie.

She began to wear shorts around the house to a much greater extent than before, traipsing barefooted and showing her smooth white legs, which had been admired by so many men, to Louis.

She observed him taking long looks at her, and she hoped that she was succeeding in her strategy of causing him to display great interest.

"You really do look good, Sis," he grinned at one point when she was clad in a pair of tight fitting yellow shorts.

"So do you, Louis," she replied.

Louis grinned and walked away. He wished for a moment that Betty wasn't his sister. If only she were some girl that he knew, removed from family ties, Louis thought, there wasn't anything he couldn't do to her.

Betty was waiting for an opportunity, and it finally arrived one afternoon almost a week after Louis started seeing Lexie.

Betty's parents were out visiting friends in another part of town and Louis was listening to his stereo in his bedroom.

Betty decided that it was time to do something provocative. Even more provocative than traipsing around the house in her shorts.

She took off her dress, stripping down to her white panties and bra.

She looked at herself in the mirror several times and was particularly impressed over the way that her bustline was developing. Already she had a bust that was considerably bigger than that of her mother's, and her mother was a thirty-four.

Betty decided to stretch out in her bed, and as she did so, she thought about whether she should go through with this bold stroke that she was saving for her brother.

A feeling of fear overtook her, and her heart began trembling. In addition, Betty felt an abiding sense of shame over the fact that she was this turned on by her brother.

She figured that maybe after he saw her in her panties and bra and she had an opportunity to talk to him, maybe these feelings would subside. Perhaps it wasn't going to be as bad as she anticipated. Maybe the jealousy stemmed from no more than the fact that she feared that he was too good for Lexie and would be dragged down by the gorgeous, saucy young redhead.

"Louis," she called out suddenly. "Can you hear me?"

Since the stereo was playing very loudly, Louis was unable to hear his sister.

After calling out to him several times, Betty climbed out of her bed and walked down the hall, rapping on her brother's door.

"What is it?" he called out.

"This is Betty. Could you come to my room, Louis? I'd like to talk to you."

"About what?"

"Nothing special. I just want to talk."

"Can't it wait? I'm listening to Bob Dylan."

"I'd appreciate it if you'd talk to me now."

"All right, if it's so important. Just a second." She walked nimbly back to the bedroom, stretching out on the bed. Everything had to be timed strategically, Betty recognized, for her brother's entrance into the room.

Betty heard her brother turn off the stereo. She then heard the footsteps as he walked toward her room.

Betty's heart began pounding more fearfully than before. She didn't know what the future would hold. The only thing she was aware of was that she had to find out just how deep her feelings were for her brother, and to discover just what he in turn was thinking about her.

She had to admit that she couldn't look sexier, what with her beautiful legs propped up and her breasts on ample display through the outline of her bra.

Louis opened the door and walked inside the room.

"Damned, but you look sexy," he grinned "Even though I am your brother, you shouldn't ever tempt me by being dressed like this. Or maybe I should say undressed."

"I just wanted to talk."

"Well, how could any guy, Sis, think about just talking to somebody like you? You've got a body that's out of this world."

"But like you said, I am your sister." She grinned. "Come over here and sit on the edge of the bed."

"I guess I could do that," Louis gulped.

Betty watched very carefully as her brother sat down on the edge of the bed. Her eyes danced down toward his crotch, where she observed his cock begin to blossom forth. It thrust out magnificently and she felt like immediately reaching inside his trousers and grabbing it.

Already she had discovered one basic element that she had to know about. Betty had wondered if her brother would feel the same degree of passion for her as she felt for him. It was apparent at this point that he certainly did.

"You look so good," he sighed.

"Reach out and touch my skin, Louis," she said softly.

"Are you feeling all right, Betty?" he asked, a worried look filling his face. "If I didn't know you better, if I didn't know you were my own sister, I would be almost sure that you were trying to get me interested in you for sex. None of this seems to make sense."

"Does anything in life really make sense any more?" she laughed.

"I just can't get over any of this." He shook his head.

Louis finally began to run the fingers of his right hand over her forehead. He liked touching her smooth skin, and she observed his cock beginning to throb even more noticeably than before inside his trousers.

"You've got a hard-on," she exclaimed.

"Don't embarrass me, honey."

"I'm just stating facts, honey," she replied.


CHAPTER SEVEN

The longer that Louis watched Betty lying there looking sexy in her panties and bra, the more he began to hunger for her.

He couldn't help but think just how crazy the whole thing was. Here was his sister, lying on the bed and he was drooling over her, just as if she were some other woman, somebody totally unrelated to him.

"Reach out and touch my breasts," she said. "Take off my bra, baby."

"Isn't that getting pretty bold?"

"Sure it is, and it's no fun living unless you get bold."

"That's an interesting philosophy, baby."

"That's the way things are, honey. Come on and play with my tits. I want you to touch them. There are lots of guys who would love to grab hold of my knobs."

"I'm sure there are."

"Well, I'm giving you the chance."

"But I am your brother, Betty."

"Don't remind me. Right now I'd just prefer to think of you as my lover."

"This thing is so crazy!" He shook his head. "Your cock doesn't lie, my dear. It showed one thing. That you're thinking the same thoughts I am."

"I guess I can't deny that."

"You bet you can't. Please take off my bra." Louis sat there watching Betty with great fascination. He couldn't decide what to do next.

Finally Betty decided to take action on her own.

"Honey, if you don't do it for me, I'll do it myself," Betty said.

Louis watched with mounting interest as his beautiful sister undid her bra strap, then casually threw her bra over on the other side of the bed.

"Take a look at my tits," she smiled. "They look pretty good, don't they?"

"Of course they do."

"Then reach out and touch them."

He leaned forward, his fingers trembling ever so slightly as he moved them slowly toward her breasts.

"Don't be so cautious," she reprimanded him mildly. "You'd think you'd never touched a girl before. You spent so much time telling me how good Lexie was. Grab onto my breasts, honey, you'll find them to your liking."

He reached out and finally touched the smooth white surface of her firm breasts.

He touched them once, then a second time. On the first occasion he barely let his fingers brush over them. But by the time he began to manipulate his fingers over her breasts the second time around, he was supplying a little more impact than before.

Earnestly Louis began squeezing her breasts, and she enjoyed the dramatic movements he was supplying.

"That's a whole lot better," Betty gasped. "Keep moving your fingers, baby. Move them a little faster, darling, I want you to really let your fingers go. Toy with my breasts, baby, I really want you to put me through the paces. Squeeze them. Dig your fingers into them deeply."

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You're not going to hurt me, you're just going to turn me on. Play with my tits, honey, they're groovy breasts. Aren't they?"

"They sure as hell are," he said vigorously, as he continued working his fingers over them.

He let his fingers dig deeply into her breasts, enjoying the stimulating movements of the act. He enjoyed touching her, and every time that his fingers implanted themselves deeper into her creamy tits, he was inclined to think less and less about the fact that he was touching his own sister's breasts.

Suddenly he was beginning to think in the same context that Betty was. She was no longer his sister. She was his lover!

Louis' fingers kept on maintaining a brisk pace over her breasts. Then he finally let them come to rest against her nipples. He squeezed her nipples intently, causing her body to jerk back and forth in dramatic response to the movements.

"That I love," she gasped. "Keep that up, baby, I like the way you twist your fingers around my nipples. Keep that kind of action going, honey. That's great, real great."

The encouragement turned him on all the more as his finger pace quickened. Every time he squeezed her nipples, he received an enthusiastic response from her, either in the form of a loud gasp or through the act of her body twisting.

He enjoyed watching her asscheeks flip back and forth everytime that his fingers indented themselves against her nipples.

"Keep your fingers working," she sighed. "I want you to work them beautifully. Go ahead, darling, work your fingers. Don't let up. I'm glad I got you to throw away your hang-ups. I guess having sex with Lexie was a good thing. It's taught you what a stud you could be. Keep your fingers moving over my breasts. Oh, darling, keep up the pace. I love it, I really do."

His fingers worked at top speed for several seconds, after which he removed them from her nipples.

"I'd like to suck your tits," he exclaimed.

"That's my good man. Work your tongue over my left breast, baby. You can start there. Then you can work it over the right breast."

"All right, this is as good a time to start as any."

He began to work his tongue slowly over her left breast, enjoying the act of his tongue making contact with her tits.

He enjoyed having the tongue working systematically and speedily over the tits, and the longer that his tongue worked on her breast, the more swiftly her body rotated back and forth in tune with his movements.

Soon her buttocks were blazing with every touch that he provided, and as he recognized just how much in the way of stimulation he could precipitate through his sucking, he spiritedly moved his tongue from her left breast to her right.

As Louis' tongue went to work on his sister's right breast, he worked his fingers downward towards her asscheeks.

From the very first time that he had seen her buttocks wiggle on the bed, he had wanted to touch them.

He reached beneath her panties, letting his fingers press against her warm globes of flesh.

"Take my panties off, honey. Finish the act of undressing me," she panted.

Louis was quick to respond to the challenge. He reached out and grabbed the elastic which held her panties on her. Louis pulled down on her panties, sliding them all the way down her legs.

"Keep working your fingers," Betty gasped. "Come on, baby, I want to show you my naked cunt. You're going to enjoy looking at it."

He finished the act of sliding the panties off of Betty. He moved his fingers against her asscheeks, pinching them fervently.

"Very good," she nodded. "Keep your fingers working, but don't let them stay too long in one place. The secret of good fucking, baby, is to keep the fingers sliding around. Don't ever repeat the same act. Use some variety."

"You sure do know what you're talking about," he laughed as he removed his tongue from her right breast. "For such a young gal, you really know your sex."

"Of course I do. A girl as beautiful as me always has guys after her."

"That I can well imagine," Louis nodded. "I'm glad that I stand a chance."

"I wish you'd start licking my asscheeks," she said. "You can lick them, then you can sink your teeth against my asscheeks. I really like that."

"That sounds like a pretty weird act."

"It's a little offbeat, but I dig these acts," Betty passionately exclaimed.

The longer that Louis let his eyes glance down at his sister's buttocks, the more enticing the possibility of letting his tongue come into contact with them became.

Betty smiled, letting her buttocks flip back and forth, doing everything she could to entice her handsome brother.

"Lick my butt," she implored. "You can do it, sweetheart. I want you to give me that magnificent action that only you can give."

Louis let his tongue slide against her smooth left buttock. He enjoyed the action, and the longer that he moved his tongue around her butt, the better that he liked the entire activity.

Once he circulated his tongue around her left buttock, he moved his tongue over to the right, repeating the same process with the same degree of passionate diligence.

He removed his tongue from her right buttock, then decided to start nibbling on her left buttock with his teeth.

"Just let me know if I do anything wrong," Louis said as he started.

"Are you going to nibble on me?"

"Yes, that sounds really exotic."

"It is, particularly when you've got nice asscheeks like I do."

"I sure can't argue that point with you."

He let his teeth go to work on her left buttock. Every time that Louis' teeth made their steady contact with her butt, her body rotated that much more quickly.

"That I like," she nodded. "You can bite a little harder. My buttocks are pretty tough, even if they are smooth. Just don't bite real hard. Put a little emphasis into it, baby. I don't mind that at all."

A thoroughly infatuated Louis kept up the movements over her left buttock. He kept it up for several minutes, then switched the action over to her right asscheek, putting forward the same degree of enthusiasm.

"That's what I like," she exclaimed. "Keep it going, baby. Keep your teeth titillating my butt."

He worked his teeth systematically over her right asscheek, till he decided that it was time to release his teeth from them.

Louis wondered what his beautiful sister would be advocating next.

"I wish you'd play with my pussy now," she said quickly. "Doesn't it look gorgeous?"

"It certainly does."

"Touch my pussy hairs. I'm already a little moist in my snatch area, as you'll find when you reach down and touch them."

Louis immediately let the fingers of his right hand find their way towards her snatch.

He let the fingers glide over her pubic hairs, and as he touched them, he discovered their moistness.

"Work your fingers faster," she sighed. "Come on and let them glide over my pussy. I really want you to give me a good pussy workout, honey. I'm getting you ready to do big things with me."

"I can see."

"Oh yes, darling. Keep it going, sweetheart. I want you to keep things moving."

Back and forth he worked his fingers smoothly over her vagina. The longer he touched her vagina, the greater the degree of sensations that he imparted to her.

"This is super groovy," she exclaimed. "Keep your fingers working, honey, don't stop. I'll tell you when it's time to move on to something else. I want you to give me all the beautiful action you can. You don't know what this does to me. It's really super fantastic."

While the fingers of Louis' right hand kept on gliding around her moist vagina, he permitted the fingers of his left to grind against her asscheeks.

His busy fingers of his left hand continued to rotate between her left and right buttocks. The longer he kept up his fervent antics, the better she enjoyed what he was doing for her.

"Keep moving, honey, keep the fingers going," she encouraged. "I like the action you're providing. You're not letting up, and that's so important. Just listen to me, baby, and you can't miss."

His fervent attention continued to captivate her, and soon she found that her pussy was boiling with anticipation. The itchiness she felt between her legs indicated one thing, that she would need to explode her juices very shortly and she wanted desperately to shoot her juices into his mouth.

"Work your tongue against my mound," she finally asserted. "Tongue my box, baby. Go after my cunt, I need to orgasm, honey, and you're just the man who can bring me to it."

Louis immediately released his fingers from his sister's pussy.

He dropped his head down between her legs and let his tongue collide with her box.

Louis was impressed by the fact that she was already fairly moist from the steady finger activity which he provided.

Back and forth his tongue eagerly slid, and the longer that it worked around her mound, the faster that her body twisted.

He still enjoyed the sight of watching her compact, intriguing asscheeks rotate every time that he would sink his tongue ever deeper into her love gash.

He kept on tackling her hot slit, driving his tongue into it, anticipating the final orgasmic release that he would receive from her.

He wanted to taste his sister, he wanted to experience the ultimate in pleasure from her.

"You're doing just fine, baby. Don't change a thing." She nodded. "Keep the tongue in my box. Work it inside my snatch, baby. You know exactly what I like. You know just how to make Betty happy. Slide your tongue against my slit."

He kept on working his tongue, allowing it to flip back and forth so fast that he was already beginning to get a little tired. He had never operated his tongue that quickly before in his life, not even the times that he had sucked Lexie's snatch.

"Toy with my asscheeks," she shrieked, moving ever closer to climax. "I want you to touch my butt. We've got to give each other all we've got. When it comes to lovemaking, you let yourself go. If you're smart you don't hold anything back. Work your tongue over my box, darling. Go after my pussy juices. Squeeze my asscheeks. Squeeze them good. I need that kind of burning action." This time Louis made certain that he clutched her buttocks more fervently than ever. And as he did so, his tongue kept on working against her snatch.

Several hot strokes later, her body manipulated so quickly back and forth that he knew he would be receiving her juices in short order, which caused him to move his tongue at an even more frenzied clip inside her box.

"I'm there, I'm there, eat me," she exclaimed. "Move your tongue into place, baby. I'm going to give you my dessert. Eat my joy juice."

Louis was only too happy to accommodate her, allowing his tongue to go to work and receive every droplet of pussy juice that spurted from her mound.

When Louis finally released his tongue from her box, he knew that he had had himself quite a fuck.

The one thing he was aware of at that moment more than anything else, however, was the hardness of his long pecker.

"What are you going to do about my dick?" Louis asked.

"I've got the perfect exercise for it."

"I wish you'd show it to me."

"I will, honey, right away."

"Good, because sucking your cunt really got me hot."

"I suppose that it did. It should."

She reached out and ran her fingers over the tip of his cock.

From the very first contact, Louis could feel the vibrations shooting all the way down his legs and through to his toes.

Louis enjoyed the tickling sensations that resulted from her talented fingers working their way over the tip of his long dick.

Betty recognized just what kind of an impact she was making with her finger efforts, and as she kept up the movements, she began to accelerate, maneuvering her fingers over the tip of his cock once more.


CHAPTER EIGHT

"Do you like the way my fingers are playing with your cock?" Betty looked at her brother and smiled.

"You can't miss when you give me action like that."

"That's what I like to hear. I'm planning on playing with your nuts too. Should I start that right now?"

"That would be delightful."

"I had a feeling you'd like that."

While Betty continued to let the fingers of her right hand roll over the tip of her brother's cock, she let the fingers of her left hand move ever so slowly against his nuts.

Every time that she touched his testicles, Louis' body would vibrate and quiver dramatically.

"Yes, I can see that you're very sensitive between your legs," Betty chuckled. "That's what I like. A man who can really react in his cock and balls."

"Maybe I've got too much in the way of passion down there between my legs. I don't know. Perhaps you can have too much of a good thing."

"I don't think so for one second."

"Maybe you wouldn't, considering you're about as oversexed as I am."

"That very well might have something to do with it," she chuckled.

Her finger activities commenced to accelerate. Her fingers maneuvered more quickly than before over the tip of her brother's hard dick, and the fingers of her left hand were operating at a more sweeping pace over his balls.

Betty noticed the expanding bulge in her brother's testicles, which constituted a very good sign to her. She felt that the time had come to devote her tongue to his balls.

While the fingers of Betty's right hand began to move down the base of her brother's cock, she worked her tongue over his balls with great effectiveness.

He enjoyed the bristling contact which she provided in the form of her sweeping tongue movements, and the longer that her tongue came into contact with his testicles, the more eagerly his entire body quivered.

"You're too much," he gasped. "Keep your tongue working, baby. Oh, I never believed that anybody could make me this excited. This is the best I've ever had it, honey. It couldn't be any better."

Betty was delighted to hear her brother talking in such a manner. It now made complete sense to her why she had been so perturbed when he had hit it off too well with Lexie. She had been jealous based upon the fact that she wanted to have sex with her brother, and now that she was receiving such an opportunity, she couldn't help but take advantage of it to the maximum extent.

Betty's tongue continued to tackle Louis' balls till she felt that it was time to switch the tongue back to his cock. She wanted to receive his orgasmic juices in her mouth. She could hardly wait to taste the creamy white cum spurting out of the end of his long pecker and into her mouth.

With great determination, she released her tongue from his balls and began to slide it up and down the entire length of his hot tool.

"Keep sucking the meat," he exclaimed. "You are really putting emphasis into it, honey. You're doing just the right thing, you couldn't be making me any more happy. Work your tongue over my cock. Slide it, baby, really let yourself go."

The blistering pace continued as gorgeous Betty allowed her long red tongue to slide restlessly and uninhibitedly up and down the length of his huge tool.

She liked sucking the meat, and as her tongue movements picked up and accelerated enormously, she worked the fingers of her right hand down towards his balls.

She squeezed and tugged at his testicles while her tongue continued to glide over his hot dick.

"That's what I like," Louis exclaimed. "I love what you're doing. You're really building me up for a great climax. It's all coming about gradually, and I love every bit of it."

She worked her tongue all the more effectively, pushing him that much closer to the supreme moment of exhilarating orgasm.

He liked the double action of receiving stiff finger movements around his balls while her tongue kept on sliding up and down the length of his huge, erect phallus.

"Suck me," he said.

Her tongue worked him into a great lather, and Louis recognized that it wouldn't be long before he'd shoot. It was amazing that he had managed to retain his orgasm this long, what with the brilliant activity that she was providing with her stabbing tongue.

As he moved that much closer to the dramatic moment of orgasmic release, Louis reached out and let his fingers collide with her breasts.

Louis recognized just how much Betty liked it when he twisted her nipples. He had made that discovery when they had been having sex earlier, so he felt that it would be a good idea to permit his fingers once more to go to work on her nipples.

Louis industriously squeezed her nipples while her tongue was continuing to steadily attack his burning cock.

His huge phallus was trembling with anticipation as she kept up the double sensations.

Louis realized that things couldn't be any better. On one front he was getting his balls massaged, on another he was getting a magnificent unrestrained cocksuck, and all the while he was playing with Betty's nipples.

His body spasmed several times, and as he let out a loud sigh, Louis felt the first few droplets of white orgasmic fluid spilling out of the end of his nervous cock.

Louis' phallus was alive with excitement and satisfaction as the cock spillage continued.

Louis had felt from the very beginning that he had a fantastic load of jissum stored up in his balls, and the longer that it spurted out, the greater the recognition became within him as to just how right he had been.

Betty was leaving no stone unturned. She let her fingers continue to toy with his balls as the droplets of creamy white juice kept on spurting out of the end of his long dick.

"Keep it up, suck out every drop," he called out encouragingly. "You're the best cocksucker around, honey. You really know how to do a great job. Eat my cream, sweetheart. Eat every bit of it. Go after the juice, go after the hot liquid."

He continued to permit his fingers to wind their way around Betty's breasts and nipples as she kept on sucking the cock juice out of the end of his peter.

He lay back with delight, feeling a certain calmness sweeping over him now that his load had been expelled into her mouth.

Once Betty had succeeded in swallowing the last droplets of his cream, she slowly released her tongue from his cock.

"I guess I proved myself to be quite a valuable cocksucker," she said.

"You couldn't have been any better."

"There's always room for improvement, even when it comes to cocksucking."

"I don't know how you could improve on what you just did."

"That's a very sweet thing for you to say, baby."

"I mean it sincerely," Louis said, looking deeply into his sister's eyes.

Louis' head was swimming with a sense of disbelief. He could hardly believe all that had happened between the two of them in bed.

In the very beginning, Louis remembered how startled he had been when she had invited him into her bedroom, and had sprawled out in the middle of the bed wearing nothing but her panties and bra.

At first he had been afraid to do much of anything, but now that he had fucked her, he concluded that he would have been a disappointed man if he had been deprived of the enormous sensations he had received from Betty.

Sister or no sister, she had a way of pleasing him in bed.

Louis reached out with both hands, running his fingers soothingly through his sister's hair.

"You're just too much to believe, Betty," he shook his head.

"Why do you say that?"

"It sure took a lot of boldness on your part to bring me into the bedroom and make passes at me."

"I wanted you, Louis, it's so clear to me now.

I can see why I was so burned up over you scoring with Lexie. She's a nice chick, and I'm sorry if I said anything against her."

"She is very nice, but I think you fuck even better than she does."

"I don't know about that," Betty laughed.

"I do. I know exactly what you've got to offer. You proved it to me."

"I'm glad I made a fan out of you."

"You made a regular fucker out of me."

"That's better yet."

Louis threw his arms around his sister's warm, firm body. Every time that he touched her, the tingles would circulate throughout his entire body.

Slowly Louis puckered his lips and let them slide forward toward hers.

Their lips collided, and as they did so, Louis reached down and let his fingers maneuver against her asscheeks.

Louis loved squeezing his sister's buttocks, and as he kept up the finger activity, he enjoyed the act of letting his lips collide with hers that much more.

Louis' lips remained frozen against Betty's for several long seconds. Their hearts were pounding restlessly by the time that he removed his lips from hers.

With great hunger Louis slipped his tongue inside his sister's mouth. The tongues clashed with exhilarating delight as the spirited French kissing was underway.

Their bodies rocked with unbridled enthusiasm as their tongues continued to collide with great zeal and determination.

Louis recognized that he had found an oversexed young woman in his sister. It had startled him to find out just how much about sex she knew. Considering her age, he thought, it was nothing short of remarkable. But then again, she was a highly mature, outstanding girl who did not in any way reflect the patterns of immaturity that he had come to associate with girls in their early teens.

While his tongue continued to connect with hers, Louis couldn't help but reflect on just how lucky he had been to encounter Betty in bed that afternoon.

She had been extra horny, and he was reaping the dividends of her horniness, getting to fuck her in an uninhibited manner.


CHAPTER NINE

After Betty had had the opportunity to experience one potent sexual interlude with her brother, she began to look upon his relationship with Lexie in a much different light than she had before.

Also, the day after their wild sex encounter, Betty began feeling guilty about what she had done. That afternoon, in the privacy of their home, when her mother was out and her father was still at work, Betty called Louis into her room for a heart to heart talk.

"You want to ball?" Louis asked.

"No, I don't," Betty shook her head sadly. "In a sense I want to, then in another sense I know better. It just wouldn't be a good thing for us to do."

"Perhaps you're right," he shook his head. "I assume you've probably been going through the same thing I have."

"Which is?"

"A lot of sober reflection," Louis exclaimed. "It's been rough. I mean, I enjoyed it so much I could hardly believe it. In fact, I enjoyed it too much."

"That's precisely the same way I felt. It was like you were the only lover for me, and I didn't want anybody else. Did you feel it that strongly?"

"Did I ever. Well, just take a look at my prick. Do you see how hard it is?"

"I don't even want to look," she turned her head away. "I'm afraid that if I do, I'm going to get carried away and want to blow you."

"I wasn't showing it to you for that purpose. I was just trying to illustrate a point. You see, Sis, just you mentioning sex is enough to get me all stirred up. I'd love nothing better than to undress you right now and fuck the ever loving hell out of you. But I don't think that would be good for either one of us. It would be tough if we got so hung up on each other that we never wanted anybody else."

"I don't know. I thought the same thing."

"Of course, we are both young. Our desires could change, but I think it would be a foolish risk."

"That's it. It's the risk factor. Besides, even though we might not be all that old as far as actual years go, we're both pretty mature. I'd like to think I know what I want, even if I am just fourteen, and I think you're the same way."

"I sure am. I like everything about you, Sis. You look so gorgeous naked."

"Don't say anything more about that. It's painful enough just having to admit that it would be bad for us to have sex again. I don't want to make things any worse."

"No, I guess that would just make things tougher."

They looked at each other in silence for several moments, after which lovely Betty resumed the conversation.

"You do like Lexie quite a bit, don't you?" she asked.

"I certainly do. We really communicated beautifully. As a matter of fact, if I hadn't had that experience before getting a shot at you, I never could have begun to give you the kind of attention that I did. It really helped out."

"I'm sure it did. Lexie is quite a gorgeous gal. Maybe you ought to date her again. If you got hooked on Lexie, then perhaps that would get you to thinking less about me."

"I did enjoy fucking her."

"It's painful for me to say that. Just think, I seduced you because I got to thinking how much I liked you when you told me what you'd done to Lexie. That got me to thinking in that vein. Now we've gone full circle. I'm telling you at this point to go ahead and date Lexie again. It's crazy, isn't it?"

"Isn't life generally crazy?"

"It sure is, especially when it comes to people's emotions."

"That's so true."

Louis leaned forward and kissed his sister's forehead.

"You're very sweet," Louis said. "I'll give Lexie a call. Maybe she'd be interested in going out tonight."

"That's not a bad idea," Betty replied.

Louis reached Lexie on the telephone, but immediately received a jolt.

Lexie, just as he had heard, was inclined to spread her favors around amongst a number of boys. She promptly told Louis that she had a date for that night, but that perhaps they could get together in the next few days.

Louis promised to call Lexie on Monday. He figured that maybe by that time her schedule would be free enough to where she could work him in.

On Monday afternoon Louis telephoned Lexie.

He had tried to locate her at school that day, but was unable to. They didn't have any classes in common, and even their lunch period was different.

"Hello," Lexie answered.

"Hi, Lexie, this is Louis."

"Hello, Louis."

"I was wondering about tonight. Are you doing anything?"

"Not a thing. How about taking me to a movie?"

"That would be great. Are we going to go to a movie this time, though?" he laughed.

"Oh yes, it's a single feature. I never trust myself sitting through a double feature."

"At the drive-in?"

"No, I'm a little afraid of drive-ins."

"Why is that? A sexy chick like you, who loves action that much?"

"I got into quite an embarrassing situation a few weeks ago with a boyfriend of mine, darling. We'd been necking up a storm in the car for quite a while. Then finally he got so carried away that he pulled down my skirt, then my panties. He was munching on me, getting a nice warm meal when all of a sudden the theater manager came up. Some sonofabitch in another car had detected that something was wrong, and the busybody went ahead and told the manager. You should have seen the look on my poor boyfriend's face when that manager chewed him out, and he ordered us out of the theater, telling us never to come back."

"You should have offered the guy a piece of ass to calm him down," Louis laughed.

"He wasn't my type," she chuckled. "But we can do a little good-natured kissing, if the situation warrants it in the theater."

"You can be damned certain that it will warrant it. What with my cock being what it is."

"I'm sure," she laughed. "I'm looking forward to it."

"So am I. I've got an erection just thinking about it."

"You hang onto that erection, baby, don't spend any time this afternoon pumping up and down on Bobo. Keep everything just the way it is, because you're going to need that juice to spill into me. I'm a pretty demanding girl when it comes to fucking."

"I found that out the other night. That's why I'm so eager to get together with you again."

"Because you did such a good job, baby, you're entitled to it. So pick me up at seven. How's that?"

"Just fine, and I'll take your advice, I won't spend any time beating my meat. I'll just be thinking about you."

"You do that."

Lexie hung up the telephone. Louis was so hot and bothered that he had to go out and take a brisk walk. The nervous pangs of energy were really getting to him. He wanted to fuck Lexie badly, and he knew that if he shot off his juices prior to meeting her, that would mean she would get that much less of a fuck.

He was somehow able to contain himself during the rest of the day. Louis gulped his food down quickly at the table, causing his parents to remark on his bad manners.

He frankly didn't give a damn about what his folks thought about his manners. He was focusing his thinking on his cock and balls, and how he could hump gorgeous Lexie.

She was resplendently dressed in a purple pantsuit which showed off her curves exquisitely. Every time that she wiggled her asscheeks, Louis got that much hotter. His prick felt like concrete, and he could hardly wait to get it to work.

"Are you sure you want to go to that movie?" he asked.

"This time I am sure, darling. Yes, I do," she said. "I hope you don't mind."

"Maybe I don't, but my prick sure as hell does.

Just look at the size of it."

"I'm going to do more than look at it, I'm going to play with it."

At that point Lexie startled Louis by reaching down and unzipping his trousers, pulling out his huge pecker and rubbing the tip of it.

"How's that for a tease?" she laughed. "That's a cocktease, but in a nice way. Not like these twats who wiggle their cute fannies, then call a guy a male chauvinist pig if he even looks at her."

"No, you're not that kind of cockteaser, but I'll tell you one thing. I'm going to explode my juices in your fingers if you keep it up much longer."

"Let me know about the time you're on the verge of shooting. Then I'll turn loose."

"You're really taking a chance doing something like this when I'm driving."

"No, I'm not. If you ever come to a stop, I'll let go."

Lexie continued the pumping movements for the next few moments. For a while she moved her fingers from the tip of his searing rod down to the entire base of it. The longer she worked her fingers, the more he enjoyed the movements. It was just a question of enjoying it too much, a chance he couldn't take, since he had painstakingly saved his juices all day for lovely Lexie.

Lexie finally removed her fingers from his cock.

"How was that for a nice warm-up?" she asked.

"It was very brisk."

"There's where you turn. Right over there," she said.

"Say, isn't that one of those sex flicks?"

"You'd better believe it."

"We're not old enough to get it."

"We both look very adult, dear, especially when you've got an erection," Lexie laughed. "Forget it. I know the guy who works as an usher. He's a very good friend of mine. He won't deny us admission."

"You've really got loads of friends, haven't you?"

"And every one of them has a cock, and a hard one. As you see, darling, I'm not all that interested in being friends with girls. I'm not interested, except on a few rare occasions. I'll say one thing, your sister Betty is a real cute chick."

"Yes, she is," he replied, being careful not to steer the conversation any further in that direction.

Louis parked the car at the curb. They walked towards the theater. The counter girl knew Lexie, bidding her a pleasant good evening as she sold them the tickets.

Lexie waved to her friend, the ticket taker.

"How's it going, baby?" he looked at her and grinned, his eyes immediately fastened on her lovely breasts.

"Just fine. This is my friend, Louis."

"Good to know you." The young man shook Louis' hand.

But it was obvious by the look he gave Louis that he resented his presence.

They walked into the theater just as the film was beginning.

"There's a real great scene in here," she whispered. "It's at the beginning of the film. I want to stay just to see that. Then we can leave."

"Then you don't plan on staying for the whole of the film?"

"Heavens no, dear," Lexie giggled. "I just want to get your dick titillated a little more."

At that point Lexie reached over and stroked Louis' right leg. She ran her fingers over it several times, then leaned over and kissed his lips passionately.

Once she removed her lips, Lexie reached down with her right hand and unzipped her lover's trousers.

"Are you crazy?" Louis whispered startedly.

"There's nobody sitting around us. Don't be silly. If I didn't know you better, I'd think you were chickenshit."

"Maybe I am when it comes to somebody pumping on my rod in public."

"It's not public, darling. We're here in the back of the theater all by ourselves. There isn't anybody else around. If somebody heads in our direction, you can be sure I'll zip you up fast. I'm not going to leave your cock out in the cold for long. I don't want it to catch cold."

"That's very considerate of you."

"Yes, it is. I'm going to take good care of your big prick. Very good care."

She pumped her fingers up and down his lengthy prick, and the longer she stroked, the more Louis realized just how horny Lexie was.

She had gotten so bold the first time he had taken her out that Louis never could conceive of her actually topping her pace as of that time. But already she had pulled off two surprises on him. First of all, he wasn't aware that she was taking him to see a sex film, and, secondly, he never felt she would be bold enough to jerk him off in the theater.

He recalled their first date, when she had asked him to pull over to the curb and suck him off. All things considered, he concluded, maybe it wasn't any bolder for her to be doing what she was right then, playing with his prick. Just as she had said, they were isolated from the other theater patrons who were sitting in other rows.

"Better turn loose of my cock," he gasped. "Otherwise I'm going to shoot."

"I'll do that, baby. I'm just getting you excited. Just wait for the next scene."

Moments after Lexie released the cock, the scene that she had been waiting for surfaced.

In the scene, a beautiful blonde and a tall, rangy man were lying nude together in bed.

Things started with the woman reaching out and tugging up and down on the man's huge erection.

"I guess you can see where I acquired my finger expertise," Lexie whispered laughingly. "I've seen this movie several times, and I've really studied it from the woman's standpoint. I like the way this gal uses her fingers, and I gave you a little demonstration just a few seconds ago."

"She is fingering his prick just like you did with me," Louis nodded.

"You'd better believe she is. She knows how to use her fingers. She uses them with a quite a bit of authority."

"There's no doubt about that."

Up and down the blonde on the screen pumped, and as she did so, the man spread his legs. His thighs began to rock from the vigorous effort that she put forward with her fingers.

"Is he ever getting it," Louis whispered.

"This is just the beginning, doll," she winked.

While the woman pumped on the man's cock, she stood up in the middle of the bed, after which the man reached out with his right hand and allowed his fingers to maneuver over her snatch.

During that tense moment of excitement, Lexie leaned over and delivered a sharp, impactful kiss to Louis' lips.

The dazzling kiss had Louis in a frenzied state.

Lexie was such a sexy yet complex young woman that Louis could barely make heads or tails out of her, except for one thing - he knew that she wanted a good, swift fuck.


CHAPTER TEN

Louis squirmed nervously in his seat as he watched the couple on the screen heating up in the act of lovemaking.

The man's legs were trembling more noticeably than ever as the beautiful blonde continued rotating her fingers up and down his prick.

While she let her right hand go to work on his cock, she decided to exercise the fingers of her left hand by letting them play with his balls.

When she began stroking his balls energetically, the man began to work his fingers more speedily inside her mound.

He observed, when the camera zoomed in for a close-up, the pussy precipitation which was developing from the man's steady finger activity.

"Doesn't that look like a nice pussy to suck?" Lexie said teasingly.

"It looks yummy, almost as yummy as yours."

"You're so flattering, sweetheart."

"No, I'm not, I'm just being factual."

The man and the woman continued their finger action, until finally they decided to go on to the next stage of the activity.

They threw their arms around each other, and embraced, engaging in some sexy tongue kissing.

While tongue splashed against tongue, the man shoved his chest eagerly against the blonde's beautiful bosom.

Their bodies wiggled with resplendent desire as the continued the body friction and the tongue kissing.

Finally the man and the woman wound up facing one another in sixty-nine position. The man reached out and began licking the woman's slit, and after he had put forth several strokes, she utilized her tongue effectively on his long cock.

Stroke for stroke they matched each other, and the longer that the activity continued, the closer that they both moved toward a systematic climax.

It was apparent from the way that their bodies trembled that they couldn't maintain such a pace for very long, and when the woman exploded, the man followed just a few moments later.

As the camera moved in close to observe the man eating every drop of the female joy juice, Louis had to look away for fear he would explode his cock otherwise.

Once the brisk sixty-nine was completed, the couple curled their arms around each other and went back to some more enthusiastic tongue kissing.

"Let's go," Lexie said excitedly, patting Louis on the leg.

"It looks like they've got some more sex action," Louis said.

"Yes, there's plenty more, but we've got to get out of here. I can't take much more, and I don't think you can either."

"You're right about that."

"Then let's get moving."

Louis nodded, getting up and leaving the theater with Lexie.

"I know that whole movie by heart," she laughed as they got into Louis' car. "As a matter of fact, I had two reasons for leaving right then."

"You told me one," Louis said as he started up the car. "What's the second?"

"I want to take you by surprise," Lexie explained. "There are some scenes that would have given away my intentions for this evening, darling. I thought it would be much better to leave things in a surprise state."

"I don't know how many surprises my hot prick can take," Louis laughed.

"Just drive me to the motel, baby, you won't have to wait long to find out what they are."

As Louis drove toward the motel, Lexie once more unzipped his trousers, pulling out his penis and massaging it ever so carefully.

"Do you like my finger work?" she asked.

"Once again, honey, I've got to caution you. You keep jerking me very long, and I'm going to explode."

"I'll stop before that point," she said. "I promise."

Louis felt a surge of exhilaration as he observed the neon sign flashing the word "MOTEL" a few feet ahead.


CHAPTER ELEVEN

Louis waited pensively, his cock as hard as it could possibly be.

He observed Lexie bending over, spread-eagled as she flipped her silky white panties down her legs.

When he got a good look at her beautiful bare-ass naked butt, his cock became so nervous that he didn't know whether he could calm it down. He needed to calm it just long enough for him to receive plenty of sensations, after which he would then feel more like shooting it off.

Lexie curled into bed next to Louis, thrusting her lovely breasts forward and letting them come into contact with his chest.

"How does that grab you?" she smiled.

"Speaking of grabbing, that's what I'm going to do to you."

Louis reached out with both hands, grabbing a solid knob in each one of them. He enjoyed feeling her fleshy breasts, and as his fingers caressed them, he enjoyed the impact immensely.

While his fingers were rotating around her hot breasts, Louis thrust his tongue forward and permitted it to enter inside her mouth.

Back and forth he slid his tongue, seeing to it that he coincided the fervent tongue kiss with the finger strokes against her breasts.

They kept up the French kissing action for a little while, then briskly Louis released his tongue from her mouth.

Lexie was breathing heavily, and her whole body was quivering as she lay there in the middle of the bed.

Lexie tensely gripped the bedsheets, anticipating the next bit of torrid action.

"Let's play with each other, just like they did in the movie," she winked.

She reached out with her left hand, permitting her fingertips to glide around Louis' cock.

"Think I'll be a southpaw for the time being," she giggled. "I bet you like my finger movements, don't you?"

"Yes, and I've got to play with your cunt."

"It's ready, willing and able."

"It sure looks like it."

"Sink your fingers into my pussy, darling.

Get me so hot that I become moist. I want to get you ready for big things."

"I've been ready for big things ever since you told me this afternoon that we could get together tonight."

"I'll just bet you have," she smiled.

Louis' fingers stabbed diligently against his lover's vagina. At first his fingers scraped against her soft pubic hairs, but quickly he shifted the action to her snatch, allowing his fingers to move with magnificent grace against it.

"Keep going, do it faster," Lexie exclaimed, her asscheeks wiggling every time that his fingers probed her mound.

They reached the point where they were both exercising their fingers at top speed.

Lexie had a contented smile on her lips, but through it all she was feeling extra nervous as a result of the high level sexual tempo. She was moving close to climax, and as she reached the devastating state of sexual fulfillment, she heaved a loud sigh.

"I'm juicing, baby, yes, that feels good," she said. "I like exploding against your fingers, but next time I need to shoot my juices into your mouth."

"I'm sorry I didn't catch your load this time," Louis said with regret.

"It doesn't make as much difference, my dear, as it does when a guy is exploding. A chick like me shoots like blazes."

"I'm sure you do."

"I wish you'd play with my butt."

"Request granted," Louis confirmed with a vigorous nod.

Louis reached down and allowed his fingers to come into contact with Lexie's buttocks.

He squeezed the pliant flesh, causing her to sigh and gasp in appreciative response.

"Suck my ass," she finally exclaimed. "I want you to touch it, then suck it. Suck my asshole, darling. Move your tongue into high gear. Don't start slow. Move your tongue quickly. I like plenty of hot attention in my asshole, and you're just the guy who can supply it."

Sparks were flying within Louis, and his heart pounded with great rapidity as he slipped his tongue inside Lexie's anus.

"That's it, suck ass," she called out, twisting her asscheeks back and forth, making herself appear as delectable a sexual commodity as possible. "Keep the tongue driving. Stick it in there all the way, baby. That's it. Don't be the least bit bashful. Suck my asshole. Keep your fingers busy too, honey. Let them clamp onto my asscheeks."

He squeezed her buttocks gingerly while his tongue continued to effectively dart time and again inside her asshole.

The longer that his tongue went to work on her anus, the better that he liked the entire flow of activity. His tongue was getting accustomed to spearing and stabbing hotly high into her asshole.

The faster that Louis' tongue manipulated, the more resolutely he squeezed her asscheeks. And all the while her buttocks rotated with every thrust.

"Keep tonguing," she exclaimed. "Keep me busy with your tongue, honey. You've really got a beautiful tongue, a talented one, you know just what to do with it, baby."

He squeezed her asscheeks ever harder now as he continued his brilliant tongue efforts.

Louis darted his tongue with brisk consistency into her hot ass, and she recognized that he was accomplishing just the purpose she had in mind. She wanted to get her cunt more steamed up than ever and get him ready to attack it with his tongue.

Lexie reached out and let her fingers run soothingly down her lover's back. She knew that those soft movements would give him additional contact, and would make him that much happier about pleasing her.

Sweat began surfacing under Lexie's arms and on her forehead from the tense state of exhilaration that she felt as a result of his speedy sucking.

All the while Louis drilled with everything he had, pushing his blazing tongue high into her asshole.

"Suck it, keep on sucking," she shouted encouragement.

Suddenly Lexie's fingers shifted from her lover's back to his buttocks.

As she clutched Louis' asscheeks, he kept up his speedy tongue movements.

Lexie was delighted over the way that things were proceeding. She had her lover trained in such a way that they made simultaneous contact in whatever manner in which they screwed.

They were capable of matching one another on a stroke for stroke basis, and the fact that they had attained such a sophisticated level of screwing on only their second time around, gave Lexie feelings of great optimism.

"Take your tongue out of my ass," Lexie finally said.

Louis promptly released his tongue from her asshole.


CHAPTER TWELVE

"Honey, eat my snatch out," Lexie finally exclaimed, her body twisting and turning nervously on the bed.

Louis had just released his tongue from her asshole. He had recognized that she would want him to do something quickly after taking his tongue out of her anus, and it didn't surprise him all that much when she asked for the pussy suck.

He dropped his head down between her beautiful legs. Before he initiated the pussy sucking, however, Louis thought it might be a good idea to move his tongue over her smooth, ivory legs.

He reached out and let his tongue come into contact with her thigh. He slipped his tongue up and down it several times, then permitted it to slide all the way down to her ankles.

The brisk action continued for several minutes, after which he slipped his tongue over to her right leg. As he came into contact with her thigh, he sucked it several times, then permitted his teeth to nibble against her firm, warm skin.

It felt good to employ both his tongue and his teeth on her legs, and as his tongue explored her leg all the way down to her ankle, lovely Lexie found herself enjoying the passionate activity.

"Keep that up, honey, you're really good at it," she said. "Work it around my legs, but not for long. My pussy needs attention. I want you to really give me action in my snatch. Your tongue is certainly capable of doing it."

He completed his tongue action around her right leg, then moved his tongue swiftly toward her love pit.

He stroked her vagina with great authority, manipulating the tongue ever so swiftly, determined to provide her with the degree of speedy activity that she required.

While his burning tongue continued to fasten itself on Lexie's moist mound, he reached up and let the fingers of both hands slide around her hair.

Louis felt her hair for several moments, then let his fingers slide down her back to her asscheeks.

Lexie's asscheeks busily rotated with every stroke that he supplied inside her mound.

"Keep munching," she chuckled, "and I'll give you a nice protein dinner."

The thought of eating Lexie loomed appetizingly in Louis' mind as he continued to let his tongue apply itself at a devastating level.

As Louis continued sucking Lexie's vagina, he thought back to the conversation he had had with his sister Betty. He knew that there was a side of her that was keenly disappointed about letting him go, but she had held out bravely. She had told him to go out and have a good time with Lexie, feeling that that would be the best way for her to bow out.

She had been correct about one thing. Betty knew that Lexie was the kind of girl who would put out in every respect with a man, and that was what she was doing at that particular moment.

His tongue continued to move at a brisk clip over her hot snatch. It darted with devastating grace, working swiftly, but never to the point where he got carried away too far. After all, Louis realized, if one exercised his tongue with too much speed, then a lot of the tempo and beauty attached to pussy sucking would be gone.

"Keep driving your tongue," Lexie encouraged, her hot butt continuing to fly back and forth as his tongue manipulated over her snatch. "Keep it going, baby, work it smoothly. I really like what you're doing. This is what I call a fantastic suck. Your tongue is really capable of doing the job."

He kept on sliding his tongue intensely, putting everything he had into each burning movement.

His fingers released themselves from her asscheeks and began to work on her breasts.

Louis wanted to keep his fingers circulating all over his lover's body. He wanted to satisfy both himself and Lexie to the greatest degree possible.

Lexie's body began raising itself ever so slightly from the bed during the course of the passionate interlude. Louis interpreted that as one sign only - that she was moving ever closer to climax.

The briskness of his tongue movements continued to accelerate, and he surprised even himself by virtue of the intensity he was able to muster with regard to each and every stroke.

His fingers quickly moved downward from her breasts to her legs. He probed her thighs ever so gracefully, continuing to suck her snatch all the while, driving his tongue relentlessly forward, spearing her mound, pushing her to the brink of climax.

Her breathing was reduced now to a series of puffs and gasps as the sucking persisted.

"Eat it, eat my load," she exclaimed. "You want it, you know you do. You worked hard to get it, you deserve it, baby, you really do. Go after my pussy juice. I'm going to shoot in your mouth. Ah, honey, you're so good with your tongue. Keep moving it, baby. I love it. I love what you're doing to me."

Louis decided to experiment with her asshole while he was sucking her to climax.

With one forward thrust, Louis reached out with his left hand, letting his index finger push high into her asshole.

Louis received an immediate response, watching as lovely Lexie's body twisted. It rotated back and forth several times from the hot movements he spiritedly provided.

"Eat me, go after it, suck my juices," she sighed. "Ah, very nice, oh, it couldn't be better. Eat me. Honey, keep finger fucking me. I like your finger in my asshole."

His tongue spiritedly collided with her mound several more times, and it was just a matter of seconds before she would explode her juices into his waiting mouth.

Lexie's body was aflame with passion, and as she let out one loud gasp, Louis braced himself for the climax that he knew was forthcoming.

The pussy juices spurted into his waiting mouth, and as he swallowed the desserts of his efforts, he clutched her buttocks ever so tightly.

It made him feel good to clutch her asscheeks while she was exploding her juices into his mouth.

Louis felt as if he had achieved a great triumph in bringing her to the kind of wonderful climax that she sustained. It was one thing to get a bust in the mouth from a beautiful girl, but quite another to do it in just the right way, in such a way that the girl was left virtually limp after the act.

Lexie lay there with her head on the bed, closing her eyes.

"I've got to relax for a few seconds to catch my breath," she chuckled. "You really are quite a pussy sucker, and when you pumped your finger in my asshole, I thought I'd flip. I just about juiced right then and there."

"I could see that."

"I sure like fucking you in the mouth, baby. I couldn't have picked a more deserving partner, or a more talented one."

"I'll certainly fuck you any time that you want it."

"I want your cock all the time," Lexie smiled.

She lay there for several moments, then opened her eyes.

Louis found out fast just how quickly Lexie recovered from a spirited sex interlude.

She reached out with her fingers, letting them toy with Louis' balls.

"Does that tickle?" she asked laughingly.

"It sure does, and in all the right places," he assured her.

"I'm warming you up for more action."

"So I see. And that will be beautiful."

Lexie's fingers exercised themselves a little more briskly than before as she allowed them to glide over his hot, bulging testicles.

Louis realized that he had a beautiful fuck in store for himself, it was just a question of how he was going to orgasm. With a girl as sexy and as beautiful as Lexie, there were so many different ways in which to make love.


CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Lexie quickly released her fingers from Louis' balls.

"I want you to fuck me up the ass," she exclaimed.

"You mean you dig the sodomy route?" he looked at her with surprise.

"I sure as hell do. Not many women do, but I'm one of them. And you know where I got the idea?"

"Where?"

"I got it from watching that movie. I didn't want to stay till that point. I wanted to save this as a big surprise. I'm sure you'll love sticking your stiff pecker into my asshole. Men go wild on that kind of a thing."

"Yes, they do."

"Have you ever buggered a girl before?"

"I never have," he admitted honestly.

"I'll be damned. Then you'll be getting quite an experience too. I've only had it once, with that guy at the theater."

"He fucked your asshole?"

"He did it beautifully. I had a date with him the night before and I'd gone down on him. He had a nice stiff cock like yours, and I liked swallowing his juice. Then he wanted to shoot the next time in my asshole, and I told him I wouldn't have any part of it. I said I might be sexy and willing in other ways, but I wouldn't go that route."

"So how did he react to that?"

"Naturally he didn't like it," she laughed. "But he really is like me, he has very definite ideas about sex. He liked my butt, and he kept telling me how he wanted to stick his prick into my asshole. I told him I was sexy enough to try just about anything else, but that I wouldn't go that route. He said it didn't make sense, and that it was about as sensuous a way to fuck as you could find."

"So finally he got you to relent?"

"He invited me to the theater to see that movie. He said I should sit through it and see the scene where the guy fucks the girl's asshole. You know, the same two people we saw."

"Yes, only I didn't see them performing that act."

"That came later. But did it ever look erotic. I still was a little cautious about the idea, but I finally figured that I'd go ahead and give it a try. And am I ever happy that I did. Sure it hurt a bit, but a lot of things that are worthwhile do. Besides, once he got his cock working just right in my asshole, once he really found the range, I found that it didn't even hurt that much. I'm sure it will be the same thing when you fuck me there."

"You really want to get fucked up your asshole?" Louis looked at her and smiled.

"Your big cock looks very enticing to me now."

"I am very pleased that you're this eager for sex. So eager that you'll do just about anything."

"That's me, baby. That's one of the reasons why I'm so popular with guys."

"Also, you're very beautiful."

"I'm sure that helps as well."

"Does it ever."

"Here's all you've got to do, sweetheart. Just dip your fingers into my pussy well and take out some juice. You can spread some of it into my asshole, and the rest of it on the end of your cock."

"Is that what your friend did?"

"Exactly. He fucked my asshole after he had gone down on my snatch."

"He sounds like he was about as horny as I am."

"It's pretty close. So how about satisfying me, baby. I'm not going to feel content till you slip your pecker up between my hot buns."

"You do have a beautiful asshole," he smiled. "I like your smooth white asscheeks. I really love touching you."

"I know you do, and I bet you love shoving your finger up my ass."

"I love touching your asshole. I guess now I'll put my cock to work inside it."

"Get it busy, baby. Plunge your pecker into my asshole."

Louis leaned forward and kissed Lexie's lips. He allowed his lips to remain tightly pressed against hers for several minutes, after which he swiftly released them.

The fires were building throughout his hot, trembling body, and as Louis looked down at his swollen anxiety-ridden prick, he knew that he had to settle into the serious business of fucking Lexie right then and there.

He dipped his finger into her snatch, just as she had requested, removing some pussy juices which he distributed inside her asshole, then on the end of his cock.

His prick was slippery, but remained laden with sensations.

He slipped his prick forward, allowing it to devastatingly enter her asshole.

Louis' first thrust was a brisk one, causing her body to tighten.

He noted Lexie's legs tightening as well, and that provided him with a much better fuck.

She clasped her legs tightly, providing him with the tightest target imaginable. He kept thrusting inside her asshole, generating steam with every succeeding thrust.

With potent energy, he kept up his grueling pace, sliding his huge spear high inside her anus.

Louis plunged his meaty pecker into her asshole, driving it inside her all the way to her rectum.

"You're getting the range," she sighed, her breathing becoming heavier. "Just keep going. Keep sliding that cock high into my ass, baby. I like your spirited tempo. You're really good at it, doll. You know how to fuck me."

Louis began gasping and grunting as he kept up the pace, sending his surging tool high inside her.

He knew that he couldn't drive his penis into her many more times without having to explode.

He sustained his burning pace, driving his cock forward insistently, permitting it to plunge high into her.

He let it slide in as far as it would go, enjoying the tightness of the sensations he received from her hot asshole.

Louis was moving ever closer to the exhilarating moment that they were both waiting for, that at which his hot white juices would spill out of the end of his long dick and into her asshole.

"You're working your cock just fine," she complimented him. "Just keep going the way you are and everything is going to work out beautifully. Keep fucking, doll, keep driving your swollen pecker. Fuck it, baby, fuck my asshole, slide that prick, slide your cock, fuck me, fuck me. Oh, you're really picking up the pace."

While Louis' bulging cock continued making the sustained stride inside her asshole, he reached up and pinched her nipples, enjoying the extra sensations he received while he was continuing fucking.

The stroking impressively continued, and with every succeeding plunge, Louis realized just how magnanimous a gesture Lexie had made.

She had been absolutely correct in stating how much fun it was and how much of a challenge it was for a hot stud like himself to stick his burning pecker into her asshole.

As he reached the closing stages of the act, he was grateful that Lexie was the kind of girl who was flexible enough to overcome her hang-ups, then share the joys of triumph with him by permitting him to fuck her asshole in the same way that her other boyfriend had.

"You're going to juice, I can sense it," she smiled. "It's coming very quickly."

"It's just about there, darling."

"Then I wish you'd tongue kiss me. Let's French while you're juicing.

"That sounds like a beautiful idea."

Louis slipped his long red burning tongue inside his lover's anxious mouth. She practically devoured his tongue with enthusiasm, flipping her own against his, letting the two tongues slide together and mesh with unrestrained joy.

Louis' body quivered several times, after which the first few droplets of creamy white juice spurted out of the end of his stick and into her waiting anus.

He liked the way that her asscheeks wiggled as his juices continued to spill into her.

Her tongue movements became that much speedier as his sperm bolted out of his rod.

Soon he finished spilling the juices into her, removing his hard cock from her asshole.

Once Louis removed his tongue from Lexie's mouth, both of them were out of breath.

"As you could probably tell, I orgasmed too," Lexie said. "That shows how closely we identify."

"I guess we do, baby."

He reached out and clutched her buttocks playfully, then slapped them several times.

"Giving me a spanking," she laughed.

"But a playful one."

"As long as you keep it at that, dear, then go right ahead."

Lexie reached out and stroked Louis' hair. Then she kissed his lips.

"It looks like you're fixing for a fast encore," he told her.

"You'd better believe it, I am."

"If anything, you're even more oversexed than I am."

"Just maybe I am," she concurred.


CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Louis watched as Lexie climbed out of the bed.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Be back in a second," she grinned.

He watched Lexie's beautiful buttocks flip back and forth as she walked into the bathroom.

He heard the sounds of water running, after which Lexie emerged holding a washcloth in her right hand.

"What are you going to do with that?" Louis asked.

"I'm going to clean off your cock, baby."

Lexie reached out and grabbed Louis' still hot peter. She let the washcloth glide up and down the length of his shaft several times. She then tossed the washcloth over on a chair nearby.

"Since you did such a beautiful job fucking my asshole, the least I can do is to reward you, honey," she grinned.

"You did a pretty good job of rewarding me by letting me have your asshole.

"Sure, but I'm going to reward you even more. I mean, I want to get your second orgasm too. Only this one I want to taste."

"That would be fascinating, I'm sure, for I've still got plenty of juice stored up," he told her.

"I'm going to eat every drop of it."

"I'll just bet you will."

She reached for his cock, grabbing the tip of it. Her fingers manipulated around the foreskin of his huge member, and as her fingers went to work on it, the fingers of her other hand glided around his balls.

"I'm going to give you the same action that the chick in the movie gave to her guy," she said confidently.

The fingers of both hands continued to slide and maneuver passionately over his cock and balls. Soon the tempo was building at an accelerated level.

The faster that she jerked, the greater the degree of sensation felt by Louis. His penis was becoming more nervously alive with each succeeding moment.

"Keep gripping my dick," he exclaimed. "I want you to suck it, honey, you really do know how to get me excited. You're great with the tongue action. You couldn't be any better at it. I can already feel your tongue on my cock."

"It's going to be there, baby, right now," she told him.

Lexie continued to manipulate the fingers of one hand around his balls, and while that action was continuing, she slipped her tongue over the edge of his cock.

Soon Lexie was manipulating her tongue up and down the full length of his spear.

Every time that her tongue made fervent contact with his bulging, erect instrument, she felt that much more intense about things.

Lexie was the type of girl who liked to know that she had the situation well in hand, and just as long as she was spiritedly moving her tongue over his long dick, she recognized that she had things in good shape.

She enjoyed running her tongue over his bulging prick, and with effective grace she continued the action, driving her tongue at a whiplashing crescendo, realizing that she had him close to climax.

As she worked her way into the finishing stages of the act, lovely Lexie tugged at his balls more energetically than before. She squeezed them with great dexterity, watching with glee as his body twisted in dramatic response to her movements.

"Keep sucking," he said excitedly. "I want to give you every drop of cock juice that gushes from my prick."

Lexie stopped the cocksucking just as Louis was closer than ever to an explosion.

"What's the big idea?" Louis asked.

"I thought I'd give you another surprise."

"You gave me a jolt. I was set to orgasm."

"I want to suck your asshole."

"This is quite a time to do it," he laughed. "I couldn't be feeling any more erotic than I am now."

"You're always full of some kind of surprise."

"I deliberately waited for a moment like this."

"I know. That's why it's fun to fuck with me."

"I can't dispute that," Louis chuckled.

"I'm going to suck your ass, then play with your cock. Then about the time that you can't stand it anymore, I'll go back to sucking your prick. Then I'll be swallowing some of that beautiful juice."

"I've got plenty of cream still stored up in my cock."

"I'll just bet you have, sweetie."

She watched Louis slide over on his stomach, then began to attack his asshole.

Her tongue pursued his anus vigorously, and as it worked around every crevice of his hot ass, she reached out and grabbed his huge cock, tugging up and down on it.

Louis was down on all fours, giving her a good shot at his asshole and his cock at the same time.

"You're not kidding," Louis gasped. "This is something, baby. It's out of this world. The action. You know just how to turn a guy on. About the time he figures he's getting the ultimate in sex action, you turn around and make a liar out of him. Keep up that beautiful pace, baby. Oh, it's so good. I feel wonderful when you do this."

His whole body began to tremble, giving way under the passionate tempo that she was establishing with the combination of the sucking and the finger activity.

Soon he recognized that he couldn't withstand any more of that type of brilliant action. At least not without exploding, and he knew just how much she wanted to swallow his juices.

"Come on and suck me," he said. "I mean suck my prick. I'm getting ready to unleash my juices, baby. I can't take it anymore. You're just too damned sexy. You've got too much to offer."

Lexie immediately removed her tongue from Louis' asshole. Louis twisted his body over to where he was lying once more on his back.

As he lay there with legs extended, he pointed down toward his mammoth, throbbing instrument.

"Put out the fires in my prick," he said. "Work your tongue, baby. Suck me to climax. It's not going to take much more to get me there. Just a few strokes will do."

"Bear with me because I'm going to give you a beautiful suck."

"You always do."

"This one is going to be even better than usual."

"That's really saying something."

"I know it is, but have I ever given you a bum steer?"

"No, and furthermore you never will."

"You'd better believe it."

The fingers of her right hand went to work on Louis' balls, and as she pumped with devastating zeal, she worked her tongue back into position, sliding it up and down the length of his long instrument.

Her tongue ignited against his pecker, working at as fervent a pace as she was able to maintain.

She slid her tongue efficiently up and down, permitting it to move beautifully as she worked it along his dick.

"I'm going to juice," he said. "Get set to catch it, darling."

While his body trembled from the brilliant activity her tongue was consistently putting forth, he felt the first few bursts of juice shooting out of the end of his cock.

"Go get it, go get my juice, eat my cream," he gasped. "Get the jissum, baby, eat it."

His whole body continued to tremble as the stream of flowing jissum voluminously spilled out of the end of his rod.

She did her best to collect every drop of it, dropping no more than a few tiny droplets.

By the time that Lexie released her tongue from Louis' prick, they were both aware of the fact that they had had a beautiful time together.

Louis' bones began to feel weary. All of a sudden the cumulative sensations that he had received were beginning to take a toll on him.

Once he was lying still, he recognized the extent to which he had put out in the act of lovemaking with beautiful Lexie.

"We're going to have to get together again soon," he threw his arm around her, becoming fondly attached to the gorgeous red haired sex-pot.

"We will, as I can make time," she laughed. "Remember, baby, I've got other guys who want to date me too."

Louis said nothing at that point. It disappointed him a little to realize that he had to share Lexie with a number of other young men.

It would have made Louis feel a whole lot better to know that he had her all to himself, or at least almost all to himself. But he also had to recognize just how fortunate he was to have somebody like her to fuck with at all.

Lexie did constitute something special when it came to performing in bed.


CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Louis was left in a state of limbo as a result of his second date with Lexie.

When he would observe her at school, he would see her constantly in the presence of admiring young men like himself. He could see that there was always a line to stand in as far as obtaining favors from Lexie was concerned.

It rubbed his ego a little, but it was certainly something he would tolerate, since he dug Lexie's body to such an extent. As a tight fuck, she could hardly be topped.

In terms of Betty, she attempted as best she could to suppress the disappointment she felt now that she was no longer having sex with her brother.

In the late evenings, when she would lie in bed, she often found herself reaching down and playing with her pussy. While she did so, she would think about Louis, fingering her snatch until climax.

After such efforts she felt guilty. After all, she kept trying to tell herself, she shouldn't have sex with her own brother. It just wasn't right. Since she had made the decision to cease engaging in such activities, things were tense. She knew what she wanted to do, but knew that she shouldn't get involved in sexual activities with Louis.

It bothered her a great deal, since she couldn't seem to curb her emotions. She constantly thought about him, and in the sexiest of terms. She could still see his ass rotating quickly as he plunged his long dick into her mound.

One afternoon, as Louis was doing some homework, the itch between Betty's legs became particularly acute. She kept envisioning Louis' hard cock before her eyes, and the thought of it became such a temptation that she decided to take a warm shower.

While Louis remained in his room, Betty was stripping her blouse and slacks from her body.

As she nervously undid the buttons and removed her blouse, then her slacks, Betty swiftly let her fingers go to work on her panties and bra.

She stepped from her room into the bathroom, which was situated directly across the hall. She walked nakedly into the bathroom slowly, hoping that Louis would be watching, but since his bedroom door was closed shut, there was no way he could see his sexy, naked sister.

She thought about tapping on his door, but told herself it wasn't the right thing to do. She shouldn't even have been walking across the hall in a totally naked fashion. That was the kind of conduct that was certain to arouse Louis, no matter what kind of compact they might have made relating to no more sex.

Betty decided, however, to leave the door halfway open as she slipped into the bathroom.

She regulated the shower water, making certain that it was warm without being overly so.

She stepped daintily into the shower, enjoying the spirited sensations of the warm water splashing against her exquisite skin.

Betty reached up and grabbed the bar of soap from the ledge, running it over her face, then permitting the water to wash it off.

Betty was enormously proud of her lovely, soft skin, and she was determined that it would always remain that way. With the proper beauty treatment, she felt, she could remain a beautiful girl for as long as she lived. She was conscientious to the point of making such a discovery in her early teens and acting upon it. Sure, there was the attention she received constantly from boys, and that got her thinking in that direction.

Even though she regarded most of the men at school as being no more than immature children, she liked the idea of receiving loads of attention.

Once Betty finished washing her face, she let the soap bar go to work on her breast. As she pressed the bar against her left breast, she got to thinking about what a great job Louis had done playing with her breasts the last time that they had fucked.

Soon spirited tingling sensations were extending themselves throughout her entire body. She felt the torrid itch between her legs, and it made her feel extra good. All she needed at that point was somebody to put out the fires inside her, and there was really only one person that qualified. That was her handsome brother, and once more she felt stymied, being thrust into a crisis situation.

She didn't know whether she ought to talk to Louis to try and convince him to have sex with her or not. Her mind would fluctuate back and forth. Her emotions wanted to act on that basis, but her better judgment caused her to harbor fears concerning additional sex with him. Sex with Louis had made her feel too good, propelling her into such a dreamy state that she never wanted to have sex with anybody else or even consider the possibility.

But her emotions could not be denied. She reached out and grabbed the soap bar, which she had placed back on the ledge as she rinsed off her left breast. She moved the bar down between her legs, allowing the soapsuds to circulate against her aroused pussy.

She twisted her body back and forth, imagining that Louis was plunging her with his pecker.

Betty released the soap from her snatch, then proceeded to rinse off her pussy. She looked down at it, and enjoyed the sight of the glistening, moist hairs, which were wet from the steady contact with the warm water and the soap.

She heaved a sigh, then came to an ultimate resolution pertaining to Louis.

She stepped outside the shower ever so briefly, letting one foot hit the floor while the other remained inside the shower. That way she was certain not to splash as much water on the floor.

Betty opened the door all the way, then called out to Louis.

"Louis, could you come here please?" she called.

Even though the door to his bedroom was shut, her voice was sufficiently loud enough to cause him to be able to hear her.

Louis opened the door, walking briskly toward the bathroom.

His face turned pale as he stepped into the bathroom and observed his gorgeous sister looking dazzlingly sexy inside the shower.

He observed the warm water splashing against her lovely nude form, and immediately through his thinking process, his penis became exceptionally hard. It was like a slab of concrete, and Louis was miffed that his sister was putting him in such a vulnerable predicament. When she stood naked like that before him, how the hell could she expect him to conscientiously maintain the terms of their agreement? How in the hell could he think about anything other than fucking her under the circumstances?

"What do you want?" he gulped.

"I want you to look at me, darling."

"How can I help looking at you? I mean, for God's sakes, you look beautiful. When I see the water running off your cute butt and your gorgeous tits, what do you expect me to do except get an erection? I've got one, thanks to you. What is it you want from me?"

"My dear, I just can't stay away from you. I had the sincerest intentions when I suggested that we stop, but there's no way that I can abide by those terms. I need you, sweetheart, I really do."

"I feel the same way, but I also feel trapped. I don't know but that you were right when you said we just couldn't afford to have sex anymore. Now here you are telling me to forget about that."

"I can't help it." She shook her head in frustration. "All I know is when I think of you I just heat up automatically in my pussy. There doesn't seem to be any other way out. Sure, I've tried other guys, but I don't usually get interested beyond kissing them and dating them once or twice. I'm frustrated, honey, and the only person that can lead me out of this pattern of frustration is you."

Louis' head dropped dramatically.

"You argue your case very convincingly," he told her.

"Please go into your room and take off your clothes. You've got to fuck me, baby. But first I want to take a shower with you.

"That does seem downright yummy," He nodded. "You sure make it tough on a guy. Here I was doing my best to stay away from you. I was making it with Lexie whenever I had a chance. But things are right back where they were before. I'm hung up on my little sister."

"I really don't look like your little sister anymore, do I?" she smiled.

"It was only a figure of speech, baby. No, you're anything but a little sister. You're filled out in all the right places. I'll be back in a second."

An excited Louis walked swiftly out of the bathroom, heading back to his bedroom.

He swiftly maneuvered out of his clothes, looking down at his huge stem all the while.

He slipped off his shorts, then walked back into the bathroom.

His sister was bathing with nervous anticipation, waiting for him to step into the shower with her.

"Come on in," she said briskly.

Louis stepped inside the shower. His beautiful sister reached out to grab the soap bar.

"I've got to soap your prick," she told him.

"Easy does it, baby. It's the smooth movements that count."

"How would you know?"

"I took a shower with a chick once."

"With Lexie?"

"No, it was with somebody who wasn't quite that good looking. She was sure sexy. She wound up sucking my dick inside the shower."

"She must have been horny."

"That girl was perpetually horny for jissum."

"Sounds like me."

"Yes, but you're even better at it than she was."

"Am I?"

"You're damned right. When it comes to sucking a cock or engaging in any act, you've got them all beat, as far as I'm concerned."

It thrilled Betty to hear her brother talk in such a manner. She followed his orders to the letter, moving the bar of soap slowly over the tip of his penis.

There was something inspiring about the combination of the soap and the warm water simultaneously making contact against Louis' prick.

His whole body was feeling both relaxed and excited. There was a certain side that felt as though he was a million miles removed from the pressures of life, just basking in the soothing enjoyment of the warm water. But simultaneously he felt the searing waves of passion circulating throughout his body. It was a unique combination that of relaxation and excitement, but both feelings were present in him.

She kept on moving the soap around his dick. At first she would concentrate on the tip of it, but soon she was circulating it over the course of the entire base of his instrument.

Up and down she worked the soap with diligent grace, and as she did so he enjoyed every brilliant stroke.

"Keep that going," he sighed. "You can play with my balls too, baby. I think they need to be washed as well."

"I wouldn't think of leaving your balls out of this," she laughed.

"Don't, otherwise they'll feel discriminated against."

"I want to love you from head to toe, baby. So I'm not about to discriminate against any part of your body."

"I'm really happy to hear that. That's the best news I've had all day."

"The best news I've had all week is that we're back fucking together."

"It is delightful."

"It couldn't be better, darling. We just tortured ourselves by being away from each other."

"I can see that we have. Every time that you move that soap against my prick, I get to thinking about just how much I think of you. Keep moving the soap, baby, keep circulating it over me."

Lovely Betty continued to work the soap around her brother's hot dick. She finally decided that it was time to begin manipulating around his balls.

With diligent determination she worked the soap bar against his testicles, and as he received the hot waves of sensation, Betty reached out with her left hand and began to pump on his long dick.

Louis' body was vibrating from the shockwaves that were registering seismically throughout his as a result of his sister's magnificent, well timed movements.

"You really know how to turn me on, Sis. Keep the soap working over my balls," he called out.

"Don't worry about a thing, sweetheart. I'm going to see to it that you get loads of all kinds of beautiful sensations."

"We're off to a sexy start. Oh, keep moving the soap over my balls. I never thought that my ball bag could get this kind of sensation that it's getting now. Just keep moving the soap."

"I'll keep it in motion," she laughed. "This whole thing is so beautiful."

She finally removed the soap bar from her brother's balls.

"I feel like ramming it up your asshole," she giggled.

"That would feel good. Go ahead and try it."

"Now that I've soaped your cock and balls, I guess that would be the next logical step."

"Just cut loose, honey. Do anything you feel like. I'm sure that any idea you have will supply me with the needed enthusiasm."

"I'm sure," she laughed. "We're both very much in tune, darling. Anything that I would want to do would be in our best interest."

"You're damned right," he said determinedly.

He watched as gorgeous Betty got behind him, slipping the bar of white soap upwards toward his anus.

When the soap bar made its initial penetration inside Louis' hot asshole, his body twisted back and forth quickly several times.

They were rotating, corkscrew movements, and it thrilled Betty to observe her brother's ass in high gear. It also provided her with tremendous satisfaction to recognize that she had brought him to that level of accelerated activity.

"You like the soap action, don't you, honey?" she called out laughingly.

"I love it."

"I really like ramming the soap bar into your ass."

"Plunge it into my asshole again," he said.

She went ahead and thrust the bar of soap into Louis' hot asshole a second time. She permitted the soap to probe ever so gently once it was inside his ass.

Betty enjoyed watching his whole body quiver.

The sensations were focused principally in his ass and his buttocks reacted sharply, flipping back and forth as she kept on controlling the movements with the soap.

It gave Betty a miraculous feeling of power to know that she was holding the key to her brother's sexual pleasure.

"Keep the soap in my hot ass," Louis exclaimed. "You're really doing the job, baby, and I love it. It's really great."

By that time, Betty was sending the soap devastatingly into his asshole. The faster she plunged, the more excited he became over what was occurring.


CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Betty realized that as much as it was running a soap bar into her brother's asshole, that particular facet of their activity had to come to an end.

There was just so much for them to do, and, in reality, very little time in which to do it. They had to keep their relationship at a hot level. That meant having sex at weird hours, whenever the folks were out. And at school they couldn't let anyone see even the faintest inkling that they were turned on with each other.

After Betty had finished goosing her brother's asshole for the last time, she smiled and handed the soap bar over to him.

"Could you play with me now?" she asked smilingly.

"Of course I can."

"Good. Now that I've got your motor purring, you can do the same thing for me."

"It's not purring, baby. It was doing that from the moment I saw you naked. It is completely spun out of control."

"Play with my tits, honey. You'll love running the soap over them."

"I'll just bet I will," he smiled, peering seductively at her gorgeous breasts.

The warm water had come into contact with her warm, smooth white breasts for quite some time, and they looked radiant and scintillating as a result of the water that they had collected.

He liked the shiny glow, and as he moved the soap forward, he anticipated his first contact.

He slid the soap bar slowly over her right breast, and as he made his initial penetration Betty flipped her body forward. She wanted to meet his thrusts with efforts of her own.

"How do you like that?" he asked.

"It's good, very good. How do you like it?"

"I never thought that I could receive so many sensations by running some soap over somebody."

"But it's a lot more than that. It's a couple of people who really dig each other providing each other with joy."

"I'm with you, baby."

The passionate movements continued, and soon Louis was thinking of letting the tempo build as he moved the soap back and forth along her right breast.

He manipulated the soap bar from side to side for a little while, then began moving it up and down.

"You're really getting the hang of it," she sighed. "Just keep the soap moving, baby. Oh, it's great, sweetheart, I feel tingly all over."

Once that Louis had succeeded in getting Betty agitated through moving the soap over her right breast, he switched the action over to her left.

It pleased him to realize the extent to which he had propelled her through the movements of the soap.

Her whole body was flipping back and forth with great rapidity, shaking in the manner of a thoroughly aroused topless dancer.

He kept up the steady probing until Betty decided that it was time to move on to another stage in the action.

"I wish you'd play with my asshole," she gasped. "Do the very same things that I did to you."

"I was just waiting for that," he laughed. "But I'm having so much fun flipping the soap on your tits I couldn't stop."

"Go to work on my asshole," she sighed.

"It's a pretty erogenous asshole, isn't it, baby?"

"It sure is. As a matter of fact, the first time that you plunge the soap bar into it, I'll probably jump a foot."

"That I'd love to see."

"Go ahead and slip the soap bar inside. Let's let nature take its own course."

Louis slipped the soap bar into his sister's asshole.

When he made his initial contact, her body dramatically wiggled for several long seconds.

"Does that feel good," she sighed. "It's so good getting a warm soap bar pushed into my asshole. Oh, honey, I love that."

He continued to manipulate the soap inside her anus, and the longer that he did so, the better his sexy sister liked it.

In fact, Betty found herself getting so excited that she realized she couldn't put up with much more of the same kind of action. She would just have to get out of the shower and fuck her brother in her bed.

She thought about what he had said about the girl who sucked his cock in the shower, but she didn't want to go that route. She wanted to have him in the comfortable privacy of the bedroom, lying on the sheets, when she slipped her tongue over his prick.

Actually she didn't even know if she would include a blow job in their itinerary for that day. She instead would prefer to just take things naturally, as they came. That would be the best way to ensure both herself and Louis of maximum enjoyment.

Louis kept on penetrating her asshole with the soap bar, and the longer he kept it up, the more blazing her cunt became.

"You can stop now," she said.

"I'll bet you loved it."

"Couldn't you tell by the way I was moving my asscheeks?"

"I sure could. What do you want me to do now?"

"Just soap down my cunt, baby."

"That sounds like great fun."

"It is. And once I rinse that off, we can take turns drying each other."

"That too would be a lot of fun."

"You'll soon find out."

"I can't thank you enough for pointing out how foolish I was being in not having sex with you for a while."

"It was my fault. I was the one who suggested it. And did I suffer."

"You really do dig me, then."

"My God, I couldn't begin to count all the times that I jerked off in my bedroom."

"I've got news for you," he laughed. "I've done that a few times myself."

He began to work the soap bar inside her snatch, letting it penetrate deeply inside her mound.

The longer that Louis washed the soap from her, the more invigorated it made him feel about the level of the intense action that was taking place.

He knew that his sister's cunt was ready and willing for immediate action, and sure enough he would be supplying her with the utmost in passionate sensations.

Once he had spent some time soaping her cunt down thoroughly, Louis shoved his lips forward and let them plunge against his sister's.

Their lips remained locked for several long seconds. Louis ultimately released his lips from hers, reaching out with both hands and allowing his fingers to come into contact with her asscheeks.

Once Louis released his fingers from his sister's buttocks, he shut off the water.

"Let's dry each other off," he smiled, reaching out with his left hand and running his fingers through Betty's hair.

"That's a splendid idea, dear."

But before they stepped out of the shower, Betty felt that she had to get in a few more kicks. She reached out with her right hand, letting her fingers manipulate his long hard prick.

Betty's fingers fervently pumped, and Louis happily grinned as she supplied him with the devastating finger contact.

"That I like," he exclaimed. "Any time your fingers are playing with my dick, you can be sure that I'm going to be happy."

When Betty ultimately released her fingers from his cock, they stepped outside the shower.

Louis grabbed the towel first, making certain it came into brisk contact with his sister's breasts. It felt good to permit the towel to roam over her tits.

Once he finished drying off her breasts, he turned his attention to her asscheeks.

He gripped her buttocks ever so tightly as he removed the water from them.

"That's what I call the proper attention," she laughed.

"You'd better believe it, honey, and I'm going to show you even more attention when we climb into the bed."

Louis finished toweling Betty off, after which she took the towel from him and began to dry off Louis' body.

She stopped at the cock for several minutes, running the towel over the lengthy surface of his dick.


CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

The two panting lovers were in the bedroom.

They allowed their naked bodies to collide as Betty shoved her huge, warm bosom against Louis' chest.

Louis reached out with both hands, clutching his sister's breasts. He permitted the fingers to collide swiftly over them and, as the momentum picked up, he leaned his head forward and kissed her lips.

"Play with my pussy," Betty exclaimed. "You play with my snatch and I'll play with your cock. That way we're sure to get each other hot."

"That sounds so beautiful."

"Yes, my dear."

Louis reached out and permitted the fingers of his left hand to slide ever so engagingly around her hot pussy.

He could tell just how hot his sister was by the fact that the moisture precipitated in her twat. All it took were a few sturdy finger movements and the moisture surfaced.

Her body twisted ever so rhythmically while his hot fingers continued to pursue her, manipulating with great skill and dexterity around her vagina.

While he kept up his frontal assault on her snatch with the fingers of his left hand, Louis decided that he ought to put the fingers of his right hand to work as well.

He permitted the right hand to roam around her breasts. He would let his fingers manipulate swiftly over the left breast, then switch over to the right.

As Louis kept up his fervent activity, his sister was quick to pick up the tempo in her own way.

Betty maneuvered the fingers of her right hand around his prick. She slid her fingers over the tip of his cock, then permitted her fingertips to roam over toward the base of it.

She knew just how to get Louis excited, without running the risk of him orgasming prematurely.

She applied the right hand working up and down the length of his cock, then would conclude her finger movements by toying with his balls.

Fervently she kept up that same dedicated pace, working with effective consistency, enjoying the fact that her fingers were making effective contact with his cock and balls.

While the finger activities continued, Betty leaned forward and thrust out her long red tongue.

"I want to French," she sighed.

"That will be fun."

"I want to exchange tongue stabs."

"I just don't know how much more of this prick action I can take," Louis told her. "After all, you're really giving me plenty."

"Brace yourself, because there's going to be a whole lot more of the same."

Louis moved his fingers ever more swiftly around her pussy, and Betty kept on with her finger explorations of his cock and balls.

Their tongues met in a searing whirlpool of lust, and they collided repeatedly, providing both of them with all the sensations that they were capable of mustering.

When Betty finally released her tongue from her brother's mouth, she couldn't help but observe just how horny he appeared to be. Not only was he matching her stride for stride in the kissing department, but his fingers had maintained a hot pace around her mound.

She in turn had given him all that he could handle in the form of finger movements.

Briskly they moved toward climax and Louis released his fingers from her pussy.

"I had to do it," he gasped. "I was about ready to shoot off my juices."

"I understand. I was about to shoot too. I know what he ought to do next."

"I would be curious to know."

"We should rim each other. Turn our tongues loose inside each other's asshole. How would that grab you?"

"That would grab me real fine."

"I figured it would."

An eager Betty slipped her tongue inside her brother's asshole. With superb effectiveness and grace, she slipped the tongue speedily forward, sliding it inside his hot asshole.

While her tongue continued blazing away inside Louis' hot ass, Louis in turn began to put his tongue to work against Betty's asshole.

Together they maintained a superb pace, driving their tongues at a burning level. They darted and stabbed, enjoying the fervent movements that they devastatingly employed.

Betty was feeling the pressures building up in her loins, and the heat was extremely intense in her cunt. She could hardly wait until Louis slipped his tongue in her box, but she didn't want to move things prematurely to that point. She wanted to give him a chance to do a great job of ass sucking while she was providing him with the same kind of strokes.

Their asses wiggled with rhythmic grace and satisfaction, enjoying the fervent movements that they were consistently providing for each other.

About the time that they were both burning up with passion, Betty released her tongue from Louis' asshole.

"I've got to suck your cock," she announced. "And while I'm doing that, I want you to go down on my snatch."

"That sounds like pretty groovy fun."

"Of course. You're going to love my pussy, honey."

"I've always loved your pussy."

"That's good."

She let her tongue tear relentlessly into Louis' prick, working it over the tip of his tool.

With fervent skill she applied herself, working the tongue effectively while she used the fingers of her right hand to toy with his balls.

While that activity was commencing, he slipped his tongue into her vagina.

The first few times that he titillated her with his tongue, her whole body vibrated in passionate response.

Their tongues worked with throbbing determination, and through it all they pushed each other close to orgasm. It didn't take long before they were on the verge of shooting, and the longer that their tongues went to work, the greater the degree of freedom they both felt.

Both Betty and Louis had been under a good deal of pressure ever since they had concluded their pact about not getting together and screwing. They had wanted each other badly, and when Betty finally broke down and revealed her feelings to Louis, he had been relieved after the initial shock wore off.

All he had had to do was to take one look at her beautiful naked body, wet with shower water, and he was set to do anything for her, even go to the ends of the earth.

They kept on, systematically plugging away, continuing the tongue onslaught as they worked each other that much closer to climax.

Things continued to build rapidly, and the tongues fervently probed against one another.

Betty was taking her brother's prick in as far as she could, sliding it deep inside her mouth, toying with his nuts as she did so.

She liked the combination of sucking his prick, of thoroughly immersing herself in his cock, and playing with his balls.

And as that hot activity was continuing, a frenzied Louis sustained the level of his vigorous cunt sucking.

While his sister's buttocks swayed in the breeze, he reached out and grabbed her asscheeks. Every time that he touched her, it propelled him toward greater heights of anxiety, providing a perfect complement to his sucking.

As they continued to exchange brisk sucks, they began to realize how fortunate they were to have each other. They loved turning their tongues loose on each other's beautiful sex organ, and the longer that they manipulated the tongues, the closer that they drove toward the exhilarating moment of climax.

His tongue darted against her box till she finally could no longer hold out.

Her body spasmed several times, at which point Louis felt the juices begin to shoot from her box and into his mouth.

Louis gobbled down every drop of the pussy liquid, feeling great intensity in his prick as he moved closer to the finishing stages of climax.

She sucked with magnificent skill, all the happier over the prospect of getting his jissum now that she had orgasmed herself.

Her fingers continued to tug resolutely on her lover's balls, and finally the first few droplets of the white orgasmic fluid began to spill out of the end of his member and into her mouth.

Louis released his tongue dramatically from her pussy.

"Go after every damned drop, honey, eat my juice," he exclaimed, reaching out and playing with Betty's tits. "Suck my cock dry, sweetheart. Eat it all, baby, eat my full load. Go after every drop, honey, I want it, baby, I really want it."

She pulled her tongue off of his cock after digesting the last few droplets of his load.

"That was quite an experience," he smiled.

"We've been away from each other too long."

"I guess we proved it. We sure acted horny."

"I know, sweetheart. We did a beautiful job of supplying each other with hot juice."

"Did we ever," he laughed.

They lay next to each other for several moments, but Louis wasn't prepared to lay still for long.

Soon his busy fingers were once more at work, running with impassioned glee over her buttocks.

Every time he felt his sister's asscheeks, it propelled him that much more intensely into an experience of great joy.

He slid his tongue into her mouth, and once more he basked in the delight of her saliva.

Their tongues clashed with great eagerness, and while he continued to allow his tongue to lock around hers, he moved his fingers downward from her tits to her thighs.

Fervently he squeezed her thighs, and the longer that his fingers tugged at them, the more inspired he began to feel.

It was a great experience, one that he would treasure always, getting to make love to his beautiful sister. He felt he was a fool for ever cutting off sex with her. It was something that just plain couldn't last. Fortunately she possessed greater foresight than he did, talking him out of their self-imposed exile.

After a lengthy French kiss he released his tongue from her mouth.

The fingers of his right hand moved from her left thigh to her vagina. Once more he decided to let his busy fingers roam over her moist snatch, and the longer that he supplied her mound with intense finger movements, the greater the degree of excitement that once more began to well within her.

Never had he felt any hungrier than he did at that moment. The first brilliant orgasm had only served to whet Louis' appetite, making him anticipate with great delight the possibility of more sex.

He moved his fingers with darting effectiveness, enjoying the softness and warmth of her pussy.

He looked down at her pussy hairs, and wondered whether he ought to sink his tongue into her passion pit once more.

"I want to taste you again," he exclaimed.

"My darling, I've never seen you so horny."

"I've finally come to discover just how valuable a woman you are. And I say woman. Maybe you're only fourteen, but you're sure as hell not a girl."

"That's the finest compliment you could pay me," she replied smilingly. "I like to think I'm a woman in every sense of the term."

"You are, sweetheart. You couldn't be any better."

He slipped his tongue down against her clit, permitting it to maneuver ever so slowly around her snatch.

Betty's asscheeks rotated as he kept up the burning pace.

"Your tongue is like magic," she told him. "You really know how to press it into my snatch. Just keep it going, that's all I can say. There's no way you can improve on what you're doing."

While his tongue continued to earnestly make its way around her box, he reached out and played with her buttocks.


CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

While the fingers were consistently finding their way around her asscheeks and Louis' tongue darted against his sister's mound, he decided that it would be a good idea to surprise her.

So he quickly withdrew his tongue from her pussy, deciding to put it to work somewhere else.

With electric precision he flipped his tongue into her hot asshole. With blinding enthusiasm, he worked it as sharply and as deeply as he could, plunging it high into her anus, all the way to her rectum.

Her body twisted and turned throbbingly, as he worked his tongue into the crack in her ass. He drove it at a furious clip, causing her to toss and turn and flip her body unrestrainedly.

Betty was so overcome with passion that her legs kicked outwardly as he kept up his sustained pace.

"Honey, you're too much for me, how can one man give me more sensation," she exclaimed. "Keep it going, darling. Wherever you got that spurt of energy, don't lose it. I love this action just too much. You're so wonderful. Oh, are you ever wonderful."

He continued driving his tongue into her asshole, until finally he decided it was time to put it to work once more on her vagina.

His tongue began to twist and turn, probing the inner confines of her mound once again.

With driving, thrusting impact he worked his tongue fervently and gracefully around her pussy.

He made certain that he circulated his tongue just right, working it into every precious confine of her moist slit.

Her breathing was reduced to no more than puffy gasps and her body trembled with passionate zeal as he kept up the throbbing movements, working her ever closer to climax.

"Swallow my juices," she gasped. "You're going to get them, baby. You're going to eat my hot twat juice. Eat my pussy, darling, just like you did before. You've got me limp with passion, baby, your tongue is doing too much. That's it, keep clutching my butt. It feels good when you squeeze it that hard. It shows me that you're the man and that you're completely in charge."

He continued to let his fingers clamp ever so fervently around her buttocks as she shot her juices into his mouth.

With great dedication, Louis swallowed the pussy droplets that spilled out of her mound and into his waiting mouth.

It marked the climax of a truly great sexual interlude. It was just a question now of what Louis would do to attempt to top himself, he thought to himself, as he looked over at his beautiful sister lying in the bed with him.


CHAPTER NINETEEN

Louis was so steamed up in his cock that he needed to explode once again.

He permitted his fingers to work up and down all the way around his sister's beautiful body.

Louis started by running his fingers through her hair, then allowed them to come into contact with the creamy, smooth skin around her face.

He loved touching the velvety skin, and after he removed his fingers from her face, he permitted them to go to work on her breasts.

He squeezed her breasts enthusiastically, precipitating a great smile of joy.

"Keep the fingers working, honey. I really love seeing you take charge like this," Betty encouraged. "I want you to fuck me any way you want to, baby. Drive your cock into my cunt."

"That's what I was figuring on doing."

"I had a feeling you were, but first you want to give me other kinds of satisfaction."

"And give myself the same thing."

"Right on. Just keep your fingers working."

"You'd better believe that I will."

He slipped his fingers from her breasts down to her asscheeks. He toyed with her buttocks then worked his fingers down to her ankles.

He reached out and raised her buttocks upward. He liked being at just the right angle, as he permitted his fingers to fondle her asscheeks, and he recognized it wouldn't take much until he would feel compelled to plunge his pecker into her moist slit.

Louis was at the perfect angle, at the point at which all he would have to do would be to thrust downward, where upon which he would be inside her mound.

He propelled himself forward, letting his prick maneuver inside her pussy.

Back and forth he thrust it, and the longer that he sent his searing cock into her, the greater the feeling of joy that was imparted through his whole body.

He felt an intense heat in his loins as he kept sending his surging cock ever more deeply into her mound.

Its penetrations were fast and frequent, and the longer his body rocked, the greater the sensations he received from her.

She knew just how to rotate her asscheeks and legs in order to make the most out of the screw.

His driving cockstabs were getting to her, pushing her that much closer to orgasm.

"I've got to go off fast," she sighed.

"Hang on, darling, and maybe we can shoot together."

"That would be beautiful."

"It sure would be."

"Keep grinding your pecker into me."

"I like the tightness of your pussy," he sighed soothingly.

His fingers ran smoothly through her hair which was all covered with perspiration as a result of all the brisk activity that she had gone through.

With great precision he kept on drilling her. Even though he was so hot that he could have flipped his gourd during the course of the act, he maintained his cool enough to where he penetrated with systematic rapidity but not to the point at which he lost control.

He heaved a heavy sigh as he thrust his pecker into her to the hilt, driving it sharply, pushing and plunging as he pushed his trembling member that much closer to orgasmic release.

Finally his fingers found their way down to his lover's legs. He clutched at her thighs for several moments, then worked his fingers nervously downward to her ankles.

The fingers kept moving up and down her legs as he kept assaulting her pussy with his piercing dick.

When he found himself moving closer than ever to climax, he thrust his tongue forward and let it collide with hers.

The tongues worked sharply, and as they exchanged magnificent strokes, he felt the first few dramatic tingles in his cock and balls that generally preceded orgasm.

The first few drops of his cock load trickled out of the end of his huge spear and his body quivered as he got set to release more in the way of juice.

Soon, he knew, he would be flooding her with his cock spillage, and just the idea of it caused him to feel a tremendous sense of exhilaration.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she said after he had released his tongue from her mouth. Keep it thrusting, baby. I'm shooting. Oh, I'm juicing. Oh, your cock was just too much for me. That's guaranteed to make me juice. I feel so good unleashing it. Oh darling, we have such great fun together. What a cock you've got."

The juices spilled voluminously out of the end of his searing spear and into her vagina.

Her whole body shook when the main body of his orgasm spilled out of him and into her vagina.

"Baby, I'm there," he sighed with relief. "I'm in your beautiful pussy."

"Darling, this is wonderful. It was almost a simultaneous orgasm. It was such great fun."

"Every time that we fuck we seem to top what we've done before."

"That's what makes it so challenging to screw with somebody you really love. You're always setting new goals for yourself."

"Yes, that's so true. I'm really getting attached to your cunt."

"What about my mouth?"

"That too. Everything you've got. You sure did do a great job on my prick."

"It's so great being back in bed with you, making love to you. It makes me realize how miserable I was when we weren't doing it together."

"It makes me feel the same way. Lexie is a great little gal, and she's a good fuck, but I don't like one thing about her. She's spreading herself too thick."

"You mean she's taking on too many cocks, isn't that what you mean?"

"That's exactly what I mean."

"She is pretty active."

"Is she ever. I like the feeling of having somebody like you around that I can depend on."

"You can be sure that I'm here to stay."

"That's good."

"As a matter of fact, any time you're horny, just give me a call."

"It's not very often that somebody gives me an open invitation like that," he chuckled.

"You've got it from me."

"I'm so glad."

Louis was so overcome by all that had happened that he felt compelled to show his beautiful sister just how much he appreciated her.

He delivered a stimulating kiss to her lips, and while their lips remained fervently locked, he let his fingers slide up and down her back.

When Louis released his lips from hers, Betty was jolted into a state of reality. She separated herself from the dynamic state of fantasy that they had occupied together for the first time since the fucking commenced.

"I guess we'd better get our clothes back on," she said. "There's no telling when our folks will be back home."

"This is pretty risky stuff, fucking around here like we are."

"It really is. But it's worth any risk to have sex with you regularly."

"It sure is."

Louis lay stretched out on the bed while his sister climbed into her clothes.

He got another erection just watching her bend over when she slipped her panties up her legs.

Every time he got a look at that erogenous area around her buttocks, it made him feel hungry for passionate sex.

Louis loved everything that his sister represented, particularly the maturity with which she faced sex. She already knew all the angles, and it made it a delight to behold to climb into bed with her.

He waited until she had finished dressing, after which he began to climb into his clothing.

Louis felt compelled to leave the room quickly, since otherwise he would have found himself tempted into having more sex with Betty.

When he left the room Betty closed the door and sat down on the edge of the bed. She thought about what had just transpired between her and Louis.

The more she thought about it, the more she recognized that she might have been wrong in tempting him to have sex again. No matter how good it might have felt, it could have been the worst thing for both of them in the final analysis.

They no longer were thinking of each other as brother and sister. Those thought had irrevocably passed the moment that they jumped into the shower together.

She could still see the images of Louis' naked body dancing before her. She remembered how enthused she had been at the prospect of working the bar of soap up and down over his long, nervous peter.

Louis had a throbbing cock that needed constant attention, and she was just the girl for the job, whether it was right or not for them to continue in sex.

She recognized that she had made a pact, and she would stoutly follow through with it, no matter what the ultimate lost might be.

There were no two ways about it. She loved Louis intensely.


CHAPTER TWENTY

Louis' cock dramatically hardened as he observed sexy Lexie walking toward him.

He was standing in the hall of the main building of the high school. He was finishing removing some books from his locker which he would take with him to his last class of the day.

The closer that Lexie came to him, the more noticeably hot his dick became.

Lexie wore a bright red blouse and a tight fitting white skirt.

"Hello, Louis," she smiled sweetly.

"How's it going, Lexie?"

"It's going all right, I guess. I can see that you've quite a hard-on for me, judging by what I see when I look down at your crotch."

"It really shows, doesn't it?"

"It sure does. You're not one to keep your emotions to yourself. Even when you're not saying anything your prick is speaking for you."

"That's so true."

"I'd like to get together with you this afternoon."

"Glad to do it." Louis' face lit up with a smile. "When and where?"

"How about dropping over to my pad about four o'clock?"

"I'd be glad to. Won't your mother be home?"

"Oh no, she's doing her Cub Scouts thing. My brother Herbie's den. She's an assistant den mother."

"So while she's doing her den mother's thing, we can get together."

"We certainly can. I've got a nice surprise for you."

"Great. What is it?"

"If I told you, darling, it wouldn't be a surprise. Just see that you keep your cock hard between now and four o'clock."

"I'll be certain to."

"See you then."

Louis watched Lexie walk toward her next class.

Every time that her hips wiggled, his hot prick became that much more nervous.

He still didn't like the fact that he had to share Lexie with so many other guys, but he did have the opportunity to fuck her, and he wasn't about to let it pass by the wayside, despite the fact that he loved his sister dearly.

Louis arrived at Lexie's house at four o'clock, knocking on the door, waiting with passionate anxiety. His heart was already thumping with eagerness at the prospect of humping beautiful Lexie.

"Who is it?" he heard Lexie call out.

"It's Louis."

"Come on in, honey."

As Louis walked in the front door, he was startled to observe both Lexie and his lovely sister Betty lying sprawled out bare ass naked on the living room rug. Each of them held a beer can, and both greeted him with strange smiles.

"We're getting drunk," Lexie laughed.

"It looks like you already made it," Louis exclaimed.

"How about having a beer?"

"Fine, I guess I'll have one. But I'm not really thinking about getting drunk. I'm thinking about fucking. I sure can't figure out what you're doing here, Betty."

"Betty is the surprise," Lexie grinned. "We share all our intimate secrets."

"Which means that she knows all about us," Betty chuckled.

"You said you'd never reveal that," Louis snapped angrily.

"There's no need to get uptight, honey," Lexie did her best to calm him down. "She told me and nobody else. It doesn't mean a thing, baby, because I've told her an awful lot about me. And I've got all kinds of tales to tell."

"I'll just bet that you have," Louis asserted.

"Take off your clothes," Lexie said, jumping up from the rug. "I'll get you a beer while you're undressing."

As Louis' eyes feasted on his sister's beautiful form, he realized that it was impossible for him to remain angry at her for very long. She was just too captivatingly beautiful for him to be mad at.

His huge dick thrust out as he removed his shorts. Betty's eyes were frozen on it.

"What a good looking prick," she said. "I'm anxious to sink my tongue or cunt into it."

"I'm still a little pissed off at you, Betty, for telling Lexie."

"Lexie's an absolute doll," she said. "I think the world of her. You never have to worry about Lexie."

Louis was aghast over the way his sister was talking about Lexie. He had thought that she was resentful of the gorgeous girl who had taught him so much about sex on their first date. But now Betty was tenaciously arguing that Lexie was her bosom friend, and that there was no way that either one of them would cause harm for the other.

Lexie quickly materialized back in the living room, handing Louis a can of beer.

Louis quickly sipped the beer. He would look at Betty, then at Lexie, wondering which one he ought to fuck first.

As he reached the end of the can, Lexie looked at Betty and exclaimed : "Let's fuck."

"Let's give my brother an exhibition," Betty smiled.

"What's got into you two chicks?" Louis asked. "You're not making one helluva lot of sense."

"We feel like fucking," Betty said calmly.

"If I didn't know both of you better, I'd swear that you were being dead serious. Knock off that kind of stupid humor. You're not Lesbians."

"No, we're not," Lexie smiled. "We're big girls."

"What's this bi-girl jargon?" Louis asked.

"That means we take our pleasure both ways," Betty said. "Bi is short for bi-sexual."

"I always seem to be getting lectures from you two about sex."

"Maybe it's because you've got a lot to learn," Lexie laughed.

"Maybe so."

"Your little sister is telling it like it is," Lexie said. "We are bi-girls and we dig each other."

"I thought you told me you were too busy digging guys to dig girls," Louis said, still hoping that the girls were putting him on.

"I didn't quite say that. I said that I mainly dig guys, but that doesn't mean that I can't find time for somebody as beautiful as your sister. Occasionally I'll meet a girl who will make my cunt turn flipflops and Betty just happens to be one of those girls."

"You're incredible, that's all that I can say." Louis shook his head.

"It's all in a day's work," Betty chuckled.

"I'm not sure I follow you," Louis said.

"I mean you learn a little every day," Betty said.

"That's right. For instance, until Betty and I got to be real good friends, your sister thought that having sex with another girl would be something really screwy. She thought it was something really for freaks. Then I put my tongue to work on her twat and she found out how many passionate sensations she could get. Tell him what you think of it now, honey."

Lexie looked over at Betty and grinned.

"You know how I feel about you. I said you've got a jet propelled tongue, and every time you turn it loose on my cunt I explode."

"You see, your sister isn't saying anything more than what you said when I sucked your cock. If my tongue can give pleasure to your hot dick, then why can't it give pleasure to your sister's cunt? I'm keeping it all in the family. I'm doing it with brother, and I'm doing it with sister."

"You two chicks are really serious about this thing," Louis shook his head, flabbergasted at what he was hearing.

He sat the empty beer can down on the table, then looked at both of them, his eyes traveling from Lexie to Betty.

"Tell me it really isn't true," he said.

"You're really uptight about this thing," Betty laughed, spreading her legs out and lying on her back in the middle of the room.

"Of course I am. I don't like to think my own sister is out screwing with my girlfriend."

"A lot of people would think it was pretty strange you were fucking your own sister," Lexie said, "but we mature people in our advanced civilization know better. The family that fucks together stays together."

"I just don't understand you chicks at all," Louis shook his head. "Maybe I was wrong about fucking Betty. I take the responsibility, if that's what you want. But don't be telling me that you're doing the Lesbian bit together."

"I'm not here to hear you make a confession," Lexie said. "You've missed my point entirely, baby. I'm just telling you how important it is for you to understand the whole picture. I understand why you wanted to fuck with Betty. She's a gorgeous chick, and just because she's your sister doesn't mean that you can't have action with her. It's just that I think you're being a fool to treat us like we were freaks just because we want to fuck."

"That's right, baby," Betty nodded. "But enough of this talk. Let's get into the fucking."

"I'll bet it would really turn him on," Lexie grinned. "After all, look at the size of his cock right now."

"It looks downright super, doesn't it?"

"It certainly does."

The girls sprawled out on the rug, with Lexie assuming top position.

She straddled her body on top of Betty's, letting her tongue come to rest just above Betty's aroused twat.

It got Louis excited to observe Lexie's beautiful, smooth buttocks lying just above Betty's face.

He wondered if perhaps he was starting to act a little strangely, since he was feeling great excitement over the prospect of watching the two girls go at it.

Lexie seized the early initiative, sweeping her tongue inside Betty's asshole.

"You're rimming me," Betty gasped. "I really love that, sweetheart. Keep that up, doll, because I'm going to do the same for you."

Stroke for stroke they began to match each other with their well timed sucks, working the tongues diligently inside each other's asshole.

While their bodies continued to rotate under the pressure that their tongues generated, Louis found himself enmeshed in a sea of passion.

He began to jerk on his cock, barely able to believe what he was seeing, but still highly impressed by it all in an erotic sense.

He remembered hearing some stories that the guys at school had told about watching two chicks get together in fucking. He recalled one guy referring to the fact that he juiced two or three times just pumping on his stick while the broads were sucking each other off.

He could now understand why the guy had gotten that aroused by it all. It was a devastating act to behold, observing those smooth white buttocks slipping back and forth with great zeal as they continued generating their tongues.

They kept up the asshole sucking for several long minutes, after which they then switched their sucking endeavors to each other's snatch.

The pussy sucking couldn't last long, he knew, based on the spirited waves of enthusiasm that they were putting forth. Their tongues focused eagerly on each other's snatch, and the more spiritedly that they drove them, the closer that the girls moved to climax.

Louis could tell the very moment that Betty orgasmed. She shot first, and as the juices began to spill out of her pussy, her legs trembled.

A few moments later her determined lover also shot, sending a load of orgasmic liquid into Betty's waiting mouth.

The girls quickly abandoned their positions, jumping up from the rug and looking at Louis, who released his fingers from his cock.

"Don't try and hide it," Lexie grinned. "We saw you jerking off. That means only one thing, that you dug what you were seeing. I want to suck your cock and suck it right now."

Louis slid his body down on the rug, spreading his legs.

"Just wait until I turn my tongue loose on your prick," Lexie winked.

Lexie got down on her knees, leaning forward and grabbing Louis' long stem. She played with the base of it, then immediately launched into the sucking.

"I get to suck him next," Betty said. "After all, he is my brother."

Louis closed his eyes and enjoyed the smooth stroking sensations that Lexie supplied as she worked her tongue up and down his cock.

Louis stroked her hair passionately, enjoying every thrusting movement that her tongue sent his way.

He knew he couldn't withhold his orgasm for long, not after watching the fantastic sucking session that he had seen taking place between the two girls.

A few moments later the juices spilled from the end of his cock. He was encouraged over the fact that Lexie was as determined to eat his joy juice as she was.

She gulped down his cock juices eagerly, then turned her tongue loose from his prick.

'Little sister is next," Betty said.

Lexie no sooner pulled her tongue off, than Betty took over, thrusting up and down on Louis' member. Even though Louis hadn't had any time to rest, he was so hot that it didn't really make any difference.

It gave Louis a tremendous feeling of security to know that Lexie and Betty were finally together. He had always been fearful about the fact that Betty seemed to somehow resent Lexie, but somehow an alliance had been formed, and it was working to his benefit.

He still was perplexed about the state of the Lesbian relationship that existed between the two girls, but he decided that it would be best for him to forget about it and just to enjoy the benefits that had been derived from that association.

The thing that he liked was that he was getting sex from two gorgeous chicks, one after the other, receiving stimulating movements on his cock.

It didn't take Betty long to receive an orgasm either. The spurting white juices shot out of his cock and into her mouth.

It marked a fitting climax to a wonderful sucking session.

After the second orgasm, Louis, still plenty distraught over all that he had experienced, got up slowly from the rug and began putting on his clothes.

"Are you coming with me, Betty?" he asked.

"Why sure, I'm depending on you for a ride home."

"I thought you might want to stay and fuck with your lover some more."

"Oh no. We had been sixty-nining for several minutes before you got here."

"We thought it would be a good warm-up," Lexie said. "Don't you agree?"

"I do know one thing. Your tongues never worked any better."

"That's because they were warmed up," Lexie looked at Betty.

The girls exchanged smiles.

"Maybe so. I still can't figure you two out, though."

"Don't even try," Betty said. "We can't figure you out either."

"Just don't be a prude, honey," Lexie winked, "especially when you're fucking your own sister." Louis and Betty left on that note.


CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Louis was amazed over his sister's horniness.

He could see that the beer, coupled with Lexie's enthusiastic attitude for sex, had caused her to act even sexier than she did on normal occasions.

As Louis drove her home, she reached out and began tickling his balls, reminding him of the exhibition that Lexie had put on in his car the night of their first date.

"Aren't you taking chances?" he asked.

"Of course not."

"This is something. It's one thing to play with a guy's balls while he's driving down the street in a car, but it's quite another if his own sister is doing it."

"I like doing the unexpected."

"So I see."

No sooner did they get back to the house, than she suggested that they withdraw to her bedroom.

This time she insisted on undressing Louis, and once he got all his clothes off, he in turn undressed her.

When he slipped her panties down her legs, she came up with a suggestion.

"I want you to fuck my asshole," she announced.

"I don't know if I heard you right."

"I said I want my asshole fucked. What's so strange about that?"

"It's just that you never mentioned that before, and I was frankly a little scared to ask. I love fucking that way. I've fucked Lexie's ass."

"She told me. As a matter of fact, that's why I'm asking for it from you. She mentioned how exciting it was. I was a little afraid to try it, and I considered it perverted, but she straightened me out."

"That girl has become quite an influence on you."

"And it's all in the interest of good," she nodded.

Betty spread her body out in the middle of the bed, lying on her stomach.

"I want you to slam it into me this way, my dear," she said. "Now go into the bathroom and fish out some Vaseline."

Louis remained dumbfounded by all that was happening. Events were occurring too fast for him to keep up with, but he dutifully went into the bathroom and returned with a jar of Vaseline in his hand.

"Slide it around my asshole, baby, and make sure you don't hurt me the first few times."

"I sure am going to love shoving my prick up between your beautiful buns," he laughed.

Before Louis inserted the Vaseline, he reached out and patted his sister's asscheeks. Just touching her butt and thinking about sodomizing her caused his prick to become that much harder and eager for the activity at hand.

He slid the Vaseline into her asshole, then slid some of it on his cock as well.

"We're all set," she said. "I'm a little nervous, but I know I've got to start somewhere."

"I guess you do, just like you started with Lexie."

"She really taught me," Betty chuckled. "At first I flipped when she suggested it. And if I hadn't been stoned out on grass, I probably never would have gone along with it at all."

"You two smoke grass together?"

"There's nothing the two of us haven't done together," she chuckled. "But let's not talk about Lexie and me. Let's talk about us. Better yet, let's not talk at all, let's fuck. Push your prick into my asshole. I really want it."

Louis liked hearing his sister talking in such sexy tones, and steadfastedly he pushed his piercing cock forward, letting it slide inside her asshole.

"Take the first few stabs kind of easy," she laughed. "I don't want you to hurt me. Let's take it kind of gradual, baby."

Louis followed his sister's suggestion to the letter. He started out by working his cock back and forth in a slow fashion, not entering her too far, confining his activities to the outer edges of her anus.

The longer he stroked her asshole, the brisker the feeling of sensation that extended throughout his entire penis area.

He probed his prick into her skillfully, working in a low key manner in the beginning, then finally starting to accelerate once she was over the initial hurdle.

"It hurts, but not that bad," she sighed, "stick it in there deeper, baby, fuck my rectum. Plunge your pecker into my asshole. Drive it into my ass, baby, really fuck me. You're an asshole fucker, darling, you're really good at it."

Her body flipped upward as she met his determined strokes.

He slammed his prick into her perseveringly, driving it high and hard into her asshole, enjoying every fervent effort that his cock put forth.

While his surging instrument kept on making effective contact with her asshole, he moved his fingers over her creamy asscheeks.

He squeezed her buttocks ever so tightly, enjoying the action.

"Keep fucking me," she sighed. "Keep driving your prick into my asshole, honey. I want you to juice inside of me. That would be so beautiful. Oh, that would be wonderful. I want to feel your cum inside me. Keep driving your prick."

Relentlessly he began to pump his prick into her as far as it would go, sending his surging cock forward, stabbing and pumping with all the energy that he could muster.

He felt the burning itchiness in his cock and balls as he got set to unleash his juices inside her.

One darting stab later his whole body quivered. As the trembling continued, the white juice shot out of the end of his cock.

He watched the orgasmic stream shooting into her asshole, and felt a great sense of accomplishment over having entered the precious confines of his sister's anus.

"Another great fuck," Betty laughed.

"I know. We could win a trophy every time out," he said as he slapped her asscheeks one more time.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Louis met with a surprise when he arrived home from school the next day.

He had stayed for one hour after school to do a little studying before proceeding home.

He observed his father's car in the driveway, thinking that strange, considering the fact that he was generally at work then.

He walked into the house and observed his father sitting pensively on the edge of the sofa. His father leered at Louis with intensity, and the young son couldn't quite figure out what was wrong.

As he looked around the room, he discovered that neither his mother nor his sister was there.

"You're home early, Dad," he said cautiously.

"I know."

"What happened?"

"That's what I'd like to ask you," he growled.

"I'm here early because a family crisis developed."

"What's that?"

His father jumped up from the sofa, walking toward him. Louis observed his father's hands trembling, and as he clenched his fist, Louis couldn't help but wonder what was coming next.

"I wanted your mother and sister out of the house when I talked this over with you," Mr. Dutton explained. "When your mother was changing the sheets on your sister's bed this morning, she discovered something that looked like sperm. She couldn't understand it, and she was hoping she was wrong. I told her that's what it was, and I was disturbed when I went to work. I figured that some young guy had been around here screwing her, and that really bothered me. I told her I'd try and get off early this afternoon to discuss the whole thing. I called early in the afternoon, and your mother was in tears. She said that she had a talk with your sister just before she was ready to leave for school. Well, she never left for school."

"Why not?" Louis asked, his heart pumping savagely as the tension increased.

"Maybe you could tell me."

"I don't know anything about this, Dad."

At this point his father reached back with his right hand, delivering a solid punch which caught Louis on the side of the face, knocking him sprawling to the floor.

"What's that for, Dad?" Louis sobbed.

"I want some straight answers," he shouted irately, continuing to shake his fist at his son. "Your sister broke down into tears and admitted the whole thing. My God, you little serpent, going to bed with your own sister. What could be more disgusting? I was sick thinking about a young guy I didn't even know balling her, but then I found out you were doing it. Young man, I feel like disowning you."

Tears began to roll unrestrainedly down both sides of Louis' face.

"I'm sorry, Dad," he gulped.

"I'll bet you are. You lied right to the very end. Sure, you were going to do anything to prevent me from getting the truth."

Mr. Dutton reached down and grabbed his son by the shirt collar, propping him up to his feet.

Once more Mr. Dutton's fist went to work, but this time he leveled his blows at his son's stomach.

For the second time in rapid succession, Louis wound up on the floor. This time he sobbed bitterly.

"Please, don't hit me again," he begged.

"Sure, you're just the type to beg for mercy," Mr. Dutton growled. "Maybe I'll be in a more charitable mood to forgive you later, but I sure can't now. And if I ever hear you going near your young sister again, so help me what I did to you would be child's play compared to what I'm going to do to you then."

At that point his father turned on his heels and stormed toward the front door.

"I'm going to go out and get a drink," Mr. Dutton said angrily. "Maybe that will calm my ruffled feelings a little. That is, if anything can."

Louis didn't even begin to feel the pain in his stomach until his father slammed the door behind him.

The full impact of everything began to register then. He should have exercised will power. He had been terribly wrong in having sex with Betty, and now he was disgraced in the eyes of both of his parents.


The End