Sister's Hot Sucking
by Laurie Chandler


CHAPTER ONE 

There were only two men in Heather Rayburn's life. Or rather, one boy and 
one young man, not counting her father. 

The boy in her life, Frank Wilson, was barely a year older than she was. 
They had met the year before, while he was a junior in high school, and she 
was a sophomore. Now he was about to graduate, and they were celebrating his 
final release from "that horrid old prison", as Heather put it. 

They were riding in Frank's car, on their way back from a movie. True, the 
movie was a good one, but that was still no reason why Heather didn't act as 
loving as she usually did. She didn't look like she was paying attention to 
what was going on on the screen. 

And now she was still the same. Distant. What could be wrong? Frank had no 
idea why she hadn't even put her arm around him. She frequently would even 
rest her hand on his crotch, so she could feel his luscious meat getting all 
nice and hard, but now, she didn't even seem to know that he was there. 

"Hey," he said, looking at her staring straight out the windshield. "Whatcha 
thinkin'?" 

"Oh. Me?" 

"No, the chick sittin' next to you. Nah, of course you. C'mon, Heather. 
Somethin's botherin' you, ain't it?" 

"No, I'm okay," she said. "I guess I'm just in a quiet mood today." 

"And yesterday. And the day before. Hey, you got another guy? Is that what 
you're tryin' to tell me?" 

Heather was shocked. "Frankie! How can you say that? You know I don't have 
anyone else but you. I love you, Frank." 

"Then why don'tcha talk to me? I coulda been in that movie all by myself. 
You saw all those other guys and their chicks touchin' and holdin' hands and 
all. You ain't done nothin' since three days ago. What's up?" 

"Oh, Frank, I'm sorry," she said. "It's just that my brother is coming home 
from the army. Three years, Frank. Ohh, I miss him so much." 

"Wish you missed me like that," he said as he put his arm around her again.' 
"Is that what you been think' all this time?" 

"Yeah, I guess so," she said. "I'm sorry, Frank. I didn't mean to shut you 
out. I love you, Frank." She put her head down on his lap. Of all the times 
to get affectionate like that. Traffic was heavy, and he felt his cock 
getting hard. If his prick should start to really swell up, he could never 
keep his eyes on the road. 

Frank suddenly changed lanes. He had to get to that exit fast. She felt the 
car move quickly, and she perked up her head. "Hey, where we going? I 
thought we were going home." 

"Yeah, baby, we'll get there," he said. "Well get you home okay. Just 
thought we'd take a little drive, is all." 

He sped down a deserted street. She looked at the unfamiliar surroundings 
and then suddenly, she knew where they were. 

"Hey, you're not driving to the park, are you? I mean it's late, Frank. I 
gotta be getting home." 

"Hey, it ain't late," he said. "You'll get home. C'mon, baby, the night's 
young. I like you, baby, and I don't wanna let you go so fast." 

She knew where they were going now. A street with a boring name that had 
anything but boring activity on it. 

Southern Elm Drive sounded like it had rows and rows of suburban houses on 
it. It didn't. It had rows and rows of parked cars with young couples in 
various stages of making love. 

"C'mon, baby, just a coupla kisses," he pleaded. "It ain't the first time 
you been here. You remember? Just after we met? I took you here in my old 
Buick, and Christ, we went wild!" 

He chuckled at the memory. That was the night he broke her cherry. She 
hadn't expected it to happen quite that way, but it did, and she had to 
confess, looking back on it, that it wasn't as painful as she made it out to 
be at the time. 

She let him kiss her. He put his arms around her and held her tightly 
against his body. He could feel her luscious tits pressing into his chest. 
It always thrilled him to feel her tits. She had the biggest pair of boobs 
of any sixteen-year-old at Forest Grove High. 

Something was different this time. Her nipples weren't getting all hard and 
stiff the way they used to. She wasn't responding to him as usual. Perhaps 
he wasn't being as forceful with her as he liked to be. She liked a man to 
take charge, and that was also the way he liked it. 

Frank reached inside her blouse. She was wearing a bra again. He pressed his 
hand against her breasts, and then tried to unfasten the bra strap. 

"Hey, gimme a hand with this, will ya?" She was just sitting there like a 
lump of clay. He managed to unfasten her bra without her assistance. 

Her breasts were warm and tender. He liked to rub his fingers against her 
small nipples, pushing them in with his fingertips and then watching them 
pop back into place. 

He would do this several times until her nipples began to get really hard 
and erect. Sometimes it took her a while to warm up, but tonight she was 
taking even longer than usual. 

"C'mon, baby, don't be so uptight. Here, feel this. Feel how much I can dig 
you tonight!" 

He took her hand and placed it on his fly. His meat was throbbing now. His 
cock had gotten really hard as he worked her breasts over, and he ached to 
free his pecker from its prison. 

She rubbed his crotch idly. She could feel the pulsating cock inside his 
trousers, but she toyed with the zipper rather than pulling it down. 

With a struggle, he managed to get her blouse and her bra off. Her 
succulently ripe tits were so tempting to him, that he bent over and started 
to kiss her nipples, sucking them into his mouth slowly. 

Now they finally began to get hard. Even Heather had to respond now. She 
loved getting her tits sucked on, and as Frank drew her breasts into his 
mouth, she began to breathe heavily and feel her juices pouring out from her 
cookie jar between her legs. 

"Ahh, baby, feel my cock," he moaned. "Just feel it! Ohhhh!! It's really 
hard, baby, ahh, that's it! Ohhhh!! That's it!" 

She was finally responding to him. Whatever was on her mind was gone now, as 
she pressed her lips to his bulging crotch, and got the spot where his dick 
was pressing upward all wet with her spit. 

He worked his fingers down her body, feeling her soft creamy skin all over 
until he could feel the fuzz just underneath the waistband of her skirt. 

He unsnapped the side clasp of her skirt and was able to push his hand 
underneath her panties. 

"Oooooh, baby, you're wet down there," he said, feeling the juices that had 
already started to pour out of her cunt. "Ohh, you're hot tonight, Heather! 
Ohhhh, so hot!" 

His fingertips toyed with her pussy hairs. She felt her legs being moved 
wide apart, and she knew that Frank was just about to slip his fingers deep 
within her tender cunt. 

His cock was throbbing wildly now. He put his hand on his fly, and slowly 
pulled down the zipper. She could see his throbbing flesh now. His cock was 
so hard, that it sprang out of his pants the moment the zipper passed by. 

"Lick it, baby," he moaned. "Ohhhh!! Lick it with your tongue! Ohhhh!! 
That's it, baby, just lick it! Ohhhhhh!! More!" he cried. "More! Ohhhh!!" 

He could feel his cock being massaged by Heather's wet and pointed tongue as 
she sucked him. She licked his mushroom-capped cock and got him really hot 
and horny. He would have to fuck her now. His dick would have to be rammed 
all the way into her luscious twat. 

Frank spread her out on the front seat of his car. She looked so inviting as 
her legs were spread far apart. He had to get in tonight. He was so hard and 
hot, that he wouldn't take no for an answer tonight. 

"No," she whispered as he twisted his body so that his cock was poised just 
above her inviting cunt. "Please don't." 

He ignored her request. His cock was just about to touch her lovely dripping 
cunt. He pushed his pecker closer and closer to her open nook, and could 
actually feel her pussy hairs tickling the tip of his prong. 

"No," she said again. "Please, Frank. Not tonight. I'm not in the mood for 
it." 

"Sure you are," he said. "Baby, you're in the mood for it, all right. I can 
tell. I can feel your hot juices, baby. Boy, is your cunt ready for it 
tonight!" 

He went back to driving his rod into her crack. She was all juiced up for 
his cock. How could she say she didn't want it? 

"Frank, no!" she said. She tried to push him away, but his cock was already 
beginning to drive deep into her open cunt. 

"C'mon, baby, don't fink out on me," he said. 

"I know you want it tonight You want it, baby, and I'm gonna give it to you. 
Oh, baby, do you want it tonight!" 

He could feel her cunt walls closing in tightly against his prick. His tool 
was getting coated with her hot cunt foam, and he pushed his whang further 
and further up her wet creamy quim. 

His balls were now pressing up against her cunt lips. He used his fingers to 
spread her pussy flaps as he rammed his rod all the way up her snatch, and 
he started to pump his cock in and out of her hole, going faster and faster 
with every thrust. 

"NO!!" she screamed, feeling his dick penetrating the depths of her tube. 
"NO!!" 

He stopped fucking her, his cock, however, remained plunged into her cunt. 
"Hey, baby, what's wrong?" he asked. "Am I hurtin' you?" 

She shook her head. "No," she whispered. "Just don't do it, that's all. 
Please take it out. Ohhh, Frankie, please take it out!" 

He couldn't understand why she was suddenly so uptight. What had made her 
react like this? 

He slowly slid his dick out of her hole. He was hot, and he had no intention 
of having to go home and jerk off tonight, but he figured he could talk her 
into wanting his meat inside her twat. 

"Okay, baby," he said. "What's buggin' you?" He waited for an answer but 
none was forthcoming. "Hey, c'mon, baby. I like you, see? I dig you, I mean, 
I really dig you. You ain't never been this uptight before." 

"I kn-know," she said. "It's just that my brother is coming in tomorrow, and 
I just can't think of anything else." 

"So you don't wanna fuck because of your brother? Christ, he knows you got a 
cunt, don't he?" 

"Frank, it's not that," she said. "I just can't enjoy it this way." 

"Baby, I'm hot. You made me really hot. Look, my fuckin' cock is really 
hard. Feel it, baby!" 

She turned her head away. He was becoming angry with her. She had no right 
to frustrate him this way. In his anger, he jabbed his pecker into her hole 
again, and started to ram her hard. She tried to pull away, but his strength 
was greater than hers, and his meat pounded her cunt hole harder and harder, 
until she knew that he would shoot his jism into her cunt, and there was 
very little she could do about it. 

The constant pressure of his prong against her slimy cunt walls started to 
make her feel some pleasure between her legs. Even though she was thinking 
only of her brother, she was finally responding to Frank's fucking her, and 
she began to relax as his balls started to slap against her twat really 
hard. 

Frank chuckled to himself. He was right. That was all she needed. A good 
hard fuck. Any girl responded to that. There wasn't a girl alive who didn't 
start to dig getting fucked the second a really hard cock was ramming up her 
hot slit. 

Frank's body was covered with sweat. He was really horny tonight. His whang 
hadn't felt so wild in ages. 

Heather clasped her arms around his body. She seemed to be drawing him into 
her even closer, and she started to sigh and groan when his cock reached to 
the end of her hot tunnel. 

Now she was enjoying it. His hard-on really was thrilling her as he pumped 
his meat harder and harder into her juicy hole. Her reddish cunt meat was 
glistening in the light as it reflected off her hot spilled juices. 

"Yes," she whispered. He smiled at her. "Yes," she said. "Ohh, Frankie, do 
it harder! Ohhhh!! Frankie, I want it now! Ohhhh!! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me, 
Frankie! Ohhhhhh!!" 

His pole was ramming her hot slit so fast now that he felt his jism ready to 
shoot out of his prong. He was going to flood her quim with his hot cum. He 
was going to really drive her wild as he fucked her as hard as he could. 

"Fuck me!" she begged. "Ohhhhhh!! Yes, Frankie! Fuck me! Fuck me hard, 
Frankie! Ohhhhhhhh!! Ohhhhhr!" 

His whole body was pressing against hers. Her nipples were hard and stiff 
now, and he began to tremble as he felt his balls ready to release his hot 
store of semen. 

"I'm gonna come, baby!" he cried. "Ohhhhh!! I'm gonna come! Ohhhhhh!! Get 
fucked, baby! Ohhhhhh!! Ohhhhhhh!!" 

She began to shake. Her clit was driving her wild. Her whole body was being 
consumed by his enormous prick, and she loved it. She spread her legs even 
wider and begged to be consumed by his hard dick meat. 

"Shoot it!" she yelled. "I want it! I want your cum! Ohhhhhh!! Fuck me! Fuck 
me hard, Frank! Ohhhhhh!! Come inside me, Frank! Ohhhhhh!!" She put her hand 
on his cock as it slipped in and out of her hole. She wanted to feel that 
spurting semen as it flowed all over his prick and her hole as he shot. 

"AAARRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! OHHHHHHHHHH!!! I'M COMING!! OHHHHHH!! I'M COMING!! 
OHHHHHH!!! AAAAIIIIEEEEEE!!!" His thick semen poured out of his dick and 
flooded her twat. She could feel that hot jizz overflowing out of her pussy, 
and it started to drip down the side of her leg. 

"MORE!! MORE!!" she screamed. "FUCK ME HARDER!! OHHHHHHHH!!" She was going 
so wild, that her clit forced her cunt to climax even more than she had 
hoped. Her entire body was exploding with delight. 

The thick white syrup poured out of her cunt. His cock was still releasing 
hot sperm, and he slowly pulled his prong out of her slit, and the last of 
the jism dripped off the tip of his meat. 

"Ohhh," she sighed as she rubbed his cockhead with her fingers, squeezing 
out the last of his cum. "Ohhhh, that was so good! Ohhhhhh!!" 

She pushed her finger up her snatch. She could feel the warm sperm swimming 
around in her hole. It felt good. Her body relaxed. 

"Hey, baby, I told you, you'd dig it," he said. "Baby, I know when a girl is 
achin' for it. Baby, your pussy was hot and wild!" 

She smiled for him. "Yeah," she said. "I guess you were right." 

He lay on top of her for several moments, and wouldn't have ever climbed off 
her if it hadn't been for that damn cop walking up the street, flashing a 
light into the windows of the various cars. 

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Frank as he got up suddenly and slid behind the 
wheel. "We gotta get outta here!" 

He turned the key in the ignition. He managed to get the car out of the way 
before the cop strolled by. He ignored the fact that his dick and balls were 
still hanging out of his pants. He drove along quickly, racing to get 
Heather home before her folks wondered where she was. 

Heather's mind started to float away again. It had to take a prick like 
Frank's to get her mind off her brother. She hadn't seen him in ages. She 
wondered what he looked like now. 

"Hey, baby, you're home," Frank said as she stared out the windshield again. 
"It's your house over there." 

"Oh," she said, suddenly caught napping. "Sorry." She started to leave the 
car. He put his hand on her and stopped her. 

"You better get your panties back on," he said, grinning. "You ain't gonna 
like your mother's face when she sees you with your panties failin' down 
between your legs." 

"Oh," said Heather. "Thanks." She was lost to him again, but it didn't 
matter too much this time. He had fucked her. He had gotten his rocks off, 
and now she could go think about her brother all she pleased. Frank managed 
to get his prick and balls back in his pants before he started the car 
again. 

"See you tomorrow, baby, okay?" he said, calling out to her as she walked up 
the pathway to her house. 

"Uh, no," she said. "Walter will be here. Call me." 

"Who the fuck is Walter?" he asked. 

"My brother." 

"Oh. So he won't let you out for a date? C'mon, baby we'll go skating. You 
like that, don'tcha?" 

"Uh, sure Frank, but call me. I don't know what my plans are." 

Fucking cunt, thought Frank as he drove away. Goddamn brother. There was no 
pleasing some chicks, was there? 

Heather entered her house, her mind on what she would do and say once Walter 
arrived. The whole evening had been unreal. She couldn't even remember the 
movie. She also wouldn't have remembered being fucked if it weren't for the 
splotches of cum all over her cunt, panties and skirt. She would have to 
take a bath. She would he in the bath and think of how wonderful it would be 
to have Walter home again. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Heather realized that her folks were asleep when she entered the house. 
Though a light had been on when she looked up from the street, they had 
obviously turned it out the minute they heard her come in. 

Now she entered the bathroom and stripped herself of her clothes. She ran 
the water in the tub, taking care to see that it wasn't too hot for her. 

Heather went back into her room to get something. She rummaged through the 
mess on her desk and found it. It was a picture of her brother, looking 
handsome and stunning in his army uniform. The more she gazed at the 
picture, the more she couldn't wait for Walter to return. He was finally 
coming home. Not just on a pass for a short visit, but for good. Hopefully, 
for good, anyway. 

She wondered what he would do with his life, now that he didn't have the 
army, but there would be time to think about that. 

Heather propped the picture up on the bathroom sink as she cautiously 
stepped into the tub. The water was much too hot, and she ran the cold water 
for a few moments. 

Now it was just right, and she climbed in. It felt really good as she sank 
down underneath the water, nearly submerging herself completely. She closed 
her eyes and relaxed, thinking only of the big day when her brother would be 
coming home. 

Her parents had planned a big party for him. As many of his old friends as 
they could locate had been invited. She hoped that not too many would 
actually show up. Oh, it was selfish, she knew, but she didn't want him to 
be so taken up with them, that he didn't spend much time with her. 

His photograph on the sink made him look even handsomer than she had 
remembered. Perhaps it was time that played that trick on her, but he was so 
gorgeous as he stared down at her naked body, looking at her with his soft 
blue eyes. 

She gazed at his face. He seemed to be smiling at her. Oh, it would be so 
wonderful to have him home again. It would be so nice to talk to him, to 
touch him, to kiss him. 

Her brother's image was making Heather feel all warm inside. It wasn't just 
the warm bathwater that was making her whole body respond to him. No, it was 
something more, and she continued to look at his smiling face as she gently 
began to stroke her own breasts, now closing her eyes, thinking of her 
brother's warm body lying next to hers. 

She started to rub her tits hard. It made her feel especially good when she 
imagined that it was her brother who was rubbing her boobs. Her nipples 
started to get hard and erect, and she began to moan and sigh softly, 
pressing even harder against her luscious knobs. 

"Oh, Walter!" she .moaned. "Ohhhh! Touch me, Walter! Ohhhhh!!" Her hands 
began to rub her tits harder and harder. She felt the water splash all over 
her body as she slowly swayed and tossed in the bath, aching to feel her 
brother's hands all over her body. 

"Walter, I want it!" she cried softly. "Ohhhh!! I want it!" Her legs were 
spreading apart, allowing the water to lap at her pussy. Her soft golden 
cunt hairs were floating in the water as she moved back and forth, aching to 
feel her brother's cock sliding gently in and out of her luscious pussy. 

Heather began to rub her crotch. She could feel the water penetrating her 
vagina, and she slowly inserted a finger, pushing past her reddish and 
roughened cunt flaps, and sliding along her delicate and tender pussy walls. 

Her lubricating cunt foam began to ooze out of her slit, and mix with the 
bathwater. She began to fuck herself even harder, aching to feel her 
brother's really hard dong, sloshing all the way up her hot cunt. 

"Fuck me, Walter!" she moaned. She had stared hard at his picture, and then 
closed her eyes, imagining that her brother was actually fucking her. 

Her fingers began to pound harder and harder into her creamy female flesh. 
She squeezed her legs tightly around her fingers, trying to push them into 
her hole as far as possible. 

"Fuck me!" she sighed again. "Walter, please fuck me!" She was thinking of 
how glorious it would be to have her brother riding her body, pounding and 
thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into her slit. She knew it would be 
wonderful. She knew that she could be happy if only her brother would 
actually fuck her. 

Her body began to twist and writhe in the bathtub. The water started to lap 
up over the sides of the tub, spilling onto the floor, creating a huge 
puddle. 

But Heather didn't care. She cared only about the warm gentle pleasure that 
she was feeling between' her legs. It did feel so good. Her fingers were 
pushing further and further up her snatch, making her juices pour out of her 
hole even faster as she stimulated her clitoris. 

She began to pinch her tits. They were fast becoming sore and red, but the 
pleasure was greater than the pain. It was her brother who was rubbing his 
hands on her tits, not her. Walter was caressing her orbs, making her boobs 
feel soft and succulent. 

Her body was heating up faster and faster now. She was tossing about in the 
tub, going wild as her fingers slid back and forth along her lubricated 
canal. She rammed her hand into her slit, and started to groan loudly. Her 
whole body was in the throes of wild ecstasy. 

"OHHHH!!" she moaned. "FUCK ME, WALTER!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!" She was 
ramming her pussy harder and harder. She was losing control of herself. She 
knew that her hot cunt was going to explode. It didn't matter to her. The 
only thing that mattered was that Walter was now fucking her. Fucking her as 
fast as his cock could pump into her crevice. She was getting the fuck of 
her life. 

"Ohhhhhh!! Ohhhhhh!!" Her juices oozed out of her slit, dripping into the 
bathwater. She rolled over and over, her lusciously hot pussy walls wrapped 
tightly around her fingers, still slamming all the way into her quim. 

"Aiiiieeeeee!!" she yelled. "Fuck me! Fuck me! 

Ohhhhhh!! Arrrgghhhh!!" Her body was uncontrollable now. She was going wild. 
Her cries and yells were exclamations of sheer joy as her fingers took the 
place of her brother's dong and smashed all the way into her hot climaxing 
hole. 

Her body took a long time to calm down and relax. She kept her fingers 
pressed into her slit, and closed her eyes. "Thank you, Walter," she said 
aloud. "Thank you for fucking me." 

She started to drift off to sleep. She was awakened suddenly by the sharp 
rapping on the bathroom door. 

"Is that you, Heather?" shouted her father. "Open up!" 

Heather quickly jumped out of the tub. She grabbed a towel and draped 
herself in it. She unlatched the door and opened it. 

"Are you all right?" he asked. "I heard moans. Are you sick or something, 
Heather?" 

"No, Daddy, I'm all right," she said. "I'm fine." 

"What's all that water on the floor?" he asked. She turned around. She was 
embarrassed by it. 

"I'll clean it up," she said. "I guess I was washing too heavily." 

"And don't ruin your brother's picture," said her father. "What in heaven's 
name is it doing on the sink?" 

"Oh. I just put it there because I didn't want to get it wet," she answered. 
"Go back to sleep. I'm okay." 

That was close. Her father had almost interrupted her while she was fucking 
herself. If he had realized what she was doing ... or had he? Could he have 
been standing outside the door listening to her begging to be fucked by her 
brother? 

Heather quickly cleaned up the tub. She drained it, and mopped up the flood 
on the floor. It had been worth it, though. Her body felt cleansed and 
fresh. She had really loved finger-fucking herself, but she wondered just 
what her brother's whang would really feel like inside her hole; 

Heather fell asleep, still dreaming of her brother's dick and balls. She 
awoke the next morning with her fingers pressing against her crotch, aching 
to slide into her hole again and make her feel as good as she felt last 
night while she rammed her pussy with her hand. 

Her brother was due to arrive later in the day. Most of the preparations for 
the party were already done, and she had the morning free to herself. 

"Heather! Telephone!" cried her mother from downstairs. Heather was 
startled. She hadn't even heard it ring. 

She dashed to the phone. It was Frank. "Hey, baby, you okay?" he asked. "You 
feelin' okay now?" 

"Yeah, Frank, I'm okay," she said. 

"Well, you wasn't okay last night, so I was just checkin' up on you," he 
told her. "Watcha doin' today? I gotta talk to you." 

"Oh, just getting ready for the party," she said. "C'mon over," he told her. 
"I wanna see you." She told him she could see him only for a short while, 
but after she hung up the phone, her mother came to her. 

"Okay, Heather, now we've got to go and pick up that party dress. They said 
it would be ready by one o'clock." 

"Oh, Mother, I just can't go to get it. I have to meet Frank. Couldn't you 
pick it up for me?" 

"You have to try it on," her mother said. "No, you'll see Frank some other 
time." 

Heather had to call Frank to tell him she couldn't meet him after all. She 
did promise to stop in for a few minutes after she got the dress. When she 
arrived, he was furious. 

"I suppose you gotta leave right away too," he said, pacing up and down. 
"You get here, and you gotta leave." 

"Uh, yes," she said. "What did you wanna talk to me about?" she asked him. 

"Nothin'," he said. "I just wanna see you, is all." 

She looked very annoyed at him. 

"Oh," she said. "Well, Frank, I don't have much time. If you don't mind, I 
do have to go." 

"You ain't goin' nowhere, baby," he said. "You're my girl, and you're gonna 
stay with me until I let you go." 

"Frank, I have to leave. My mother is expecting me back. I told her I would 
be just a short while." 

"You ain't goin' nowhere, like I said. You're gonna stay here until I say 
okay." He was really angry. Heather couldn't quite figure out why. 

She started to get up to go. It was late. Her brother would be coming in a 
few hours, and she wanted to be all ready for him. 

"All you think about is your fuckin' brother," he said. "Well, you're gonna 
think about me for a change." He pushed her down on the sofa when she 
started to get up. When she protested, he held her down, preventing her from 
moving. 

"Yeah, you're my girl, and you're gonna stay here and prove you're my girl," 
he said. "You're gonna prove it right now!" He put his hand over her mouth 
when she started to object. He didn't like his women to have a mind of their 
own. 

"Hey, don't do that!" she cried, when she felt his hand rubbing over her 
body. "I gotta leave!" 

"You ain't leavin'," he said. He quickly unbuttoned her blouse. She tried to 
cover herself, but his hands worked faster than hers. She felt his fingers 
rubbing hard against her breasts, trying to make her nipples stiff and hard. 

He wouldn't listen to her pleas. He was going to fuck her and she had no 
choice about it. 

His cock was already stiff. As soon as he had thrown her down on the sofa, 
he ached to fuck her. He wanted that hot pussy, and she was going to have to 
let him have it. 

"C'mon, baby," he said. "This'll make you feel good and hot! Rub it, baby, 
put your fuckin' hand here and rub it!" He placed her hand on his crotch. 
She could feel the warm meat pounding underneath his fly, but she quickly 
took her hand away. She had no time for this. She had to get home to greet 
her brother or she would never forgive herself. 

He pulled her blouse off, ripping it as he did so. He didn't care, but she 
became furious. Her anger only excited him more, and he rubbed his lips 
against her gloves, feeling her tit flesh pressing into his mouth. 

"Ohhh, baby, your boobs are hot!" he cried. "Your fuckin' tits are really 
hot, baby!" He started to lick her nipples, trying to pull them hard with 
his teeth. 

She tried to get away from him. She placed her hands over her crotch as if 
that alone could keep his prick away from her pussy. She wasn't as strong as 
he was, and he pushed her hands away, reaching inside her skirt so he could 
feel her luscious quim. 

She was even more hysterical now than she had been last night. She didn't 
have time to be fucked. She just wanted to get on home. 

"No!" she cried. "No!" He leered at her. "No! Don't do it!" 

"I'm gonna do it, baby, and you're gonna love it! You're gonna find out who 
your man is, baby! 

I'm your man, not your fuckin' brother!" 

He ripped her skirt in tearing it off her body. She screamed when she saw 
what he had done, but it didn't matter to him. His hands were on her pussy 
and he was rubbing it really hard, trying to get her all hot and wet so his 
dick could slide easily up her honey pot. 

Frank pulled her panties off quickly. She wasn't wet, and he had to use his 
fingers to make sure she was lubricated enough so his cock could slide into 
her hole easily. 

She twisted and turned in an effort to get away from him. He was much more 
powerful than she was, and his fingers kept sliding deeper and deeper into 
her hot hole. 

His dick was throbbing. He ached to slide it into her pussy, but she was 
resisting even more than last night. She was a stubborn bitch, and he had 
ways to deal with her. 

Suddenly, realizing her pussy was still dry, he turned her over onto her 
stomach violently. 

"Hey!" she cried as she felt his hands slapping against her ass. "I don't 
like that!" 

He grinned at her. "Yeah, baby, you don't like that! Tough shit! You're 
gonna get it, baby! And don'tcha bitch about it, 'cause it's gonna hurt more 
if you do. Got it, baby?" 

He rubbed her ass-cheeks, feeling her soft tender flesh. So she wouldn't let 
him fuck her pussy? Okay, he would ram his dong up her shit tube. 

She'd be sorry she didn't let his cock slide into her cunt. 

Frank quickly unzipped his fly. His huge whang was really hard and long, and 
it bobbed up and down as the blood pounded inside. His balls were still 
swollen and full of his hot male juice, and he climbed on top of her body, 
feeling her ass-crack with the tip of his dick. 

"Oh, my God!" she screamed as she realized that he was going to insert his 
cock into her asshole. "No! Please, no!" 

He laughed. "Yeah, baby, you're gonna get really fucked this time! Next time 
you don't tell me you're gonna go when I want you to stay!" 

His prick pressed firmly into her dark crack. He grasped her buns firmly 
with his hands and separated her ass-cheeks, so that his cock could 
penetrate her rectum easily. 

He wasn't using any lubrication. He was punishing her, and she would feel 
his dong more if he fucked her dry. 

She felt the tip of his cock pushing between her buttocks. The pain was 
intense as he started to fuck her up the ass, and she screamed, begging for 
him to stop fucking her like that. 

He wouldn't stop. Her anger only excited him more, and made his spike even 
sharper as he drilled into her rectum. "You're gonna get really fucked, 
baby!" he cried. "This time, you're gonna get fucked so hard, my cock is 
gonna bum up in your asshole!" 

He plunged his dork into her ass faster and faster. She screamed at the top 
of her lungs, but he kept pressing on. Nothing could make him stop fucking 
her now. Her hot little body was driving him insane. 

His balls slapped against her ass-cheeks. Those tight little nuts were 
driving her crazy as she realized that their load of hot semen would soon 
flood her asshole. She clawed at the sofa cushions to relieve the pain of 
his dick throbbing in her asshole. 

Her body was being violently assaulted by his meat. He was going wild, 
fucking and ramming her hot asshole with his tool, and she was desperately 
trying to get away, knowing that she couldn't. 

Frank was enjoying this hard fuck. He loved fucking girls up the ass, though 
not all of them enjoyed it as much as he did. His balls went wild when they 
could bang against a pair of tight juicy buns, and her asshole was as 
luscious as any he had ever fucked. 

"Now you're gettin' fucked, baby!" he cried. "Ohhhhhh!! C'mon, Heather and 
get fucked! Ohhhhh!! You love it! Ohhhhhh!! Feel that cock, baby! Ohhh!!" 

His prong punched into her shit tube harder and harder. The thick cock 
pressed hard against her rectum walls, and she felt like she was being split 
in two by his pecker. 

Frank fucked her faster and faster. He was slowly going wild, and his cock 
would soon spurt out his hot jism, flooding her asshole with that creamy 
sticky cum. 

He reached underneath her body and began to rub her tits. Her nipples were 
hard, and he knew that she was enjoying getting ass-fucked more than she was 
admitting. 

His cock began to pound her so hard that he knew he would ejaculate in just 
a couple of seconds. His entire body would pour into her asshole. She was 
getting the greatest fuck of her life. 

His balls mashed her buttocks. His whole body came crashing down on her 
asshole as his prick began to bum. His cock was about to explode inside her 
ass and she was going to be flooded with his jizz. 

"GET FUCKED!!" he screamed as his balls went wild. "GET FUCKED, YOU FUCKING 
CUNT!! OHHHHHHHHH!!! GET FUCKED!! I'M COMING, BABY!! OHHHHH!!!!" 

His cock went wild, sending hot spurts of creamy sticky semen into her 
craving asshole. She felt the warm fluid pouring into her, and knew it was 
coating her rectum walls. His prick couldn't stop spurting. He went wild, 
his balls dancing wildly on her ass-cheeks, and she could feel the dribbling 
cream running down her thighs as it escaped from her rectum. 

Frank began to roll over and over with his meat still smashed up her 
asshole. He had held onto her tits firmly, and squeezed them as hard as he 
could. His whole body was pressed tightly against hers. 

She had bit her lip to relieve the pain. But now that his cock had emptied 
itself into her asshole, the pain had subsided. Now it was all over, but 
Frank didn't remove his dong from her rectum. He held it in her hold for a 
long time, so she would never forget what it was like to be fucked up the 
ass. She would never go against his wishes again. If she did, then she would 
wind up with a very sore ass. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Finally, Frank withdrew his pecker from her asshole. She felt great relief 
as that long rod slipped out. His cock was still dripping with his cum and 
she felt her asshole releasing the jism that he had spewed into her. It was 
over, and for that reason alone, she was grateful to him. 

"Okay, doll," he said. "Now you learned your fuckin' lesson. Now don't you 
ever tell me you don't wanna see me, okay?" 

"Oh, sure, Frank," she said. She certainly had learned her lesson. She would 
agree with whatever he said until she got out of there. She wouldn't take a 
chance on his fucking her again up the ass. 

"Now git!" he said, throwing her clothes at her. "Go home to your brother. 
I'll call you tomorrow." 

"But aren't you coming to the party?" she asked. 

"Nah," he said. "I don't wanna see your brother. I don't like him." 

"Why?" she asked. She wasn't too upset that he wasn't coming. She would have 
to think about remaining friends with Frank anyway. 

"Because you like him too much, baby," he told her. "I don't like no man who 
you like except me, got that?" 

"Oh, okay." She didn't try to encourage him to attend the party. She knew 
she would have a much better time without Frank. 

She left, hoping that her parents wouldn't notice her tom skirt and blouse. 
Fortunately, they were too busy with the party preparations to take much 
notice of her at all. 

Heather went up to her room. She started to change into her new dress, and 
then realized that she would have to take another bath, to rid herself of 
Frank's ugly cock juice that was all over her ass. 

Frank had made her feel dirty and ugly. She would have to become pretty and 
clean again, and she spent the next hour in the bathroom trying to undo what 
Frank had done. 

Finally, she was ready. She looked at the clock. 

Walter would be coming home in an hour. She could hardly wait. Her whole 
body was tingling with excitement. 

Still, her ass hurt her. Why had Frank done that to her? Why had he hurt her 
by fucking her up her ass? He never was like that before. When they first 
met, her was so kind and gentle with her. Everything about him had turned 
Heather on. 

She had met Frank after a football game which their school had lost to its 
rival, Lincoln High. Frank was on the team, and he had seemed depressed 
after the game. 

Heather had been attending the game with her girlfriend Sally, and after the 
game, they slowly walked out of the arena. 

Frank was standing against the gate, waiting for a buddy. Frank had actually 
been kept on the sidelines, and he was sure that he could have won the game 
for Forest Grove High. 

The two girls noticed him looking depressed. "Hey," shouted Sally, "It was a 
good game anyway!" 

Frank looked up. "Yeah, it was okay," he said. He looked for his friend. No 
one was in sight. 

"Waiting for your girlfriend?" asked Sally. Heather was shocked. 

"Sally, you're such a flirt," she said. It was obvious that Sally was 
interested in Frank, but Frank didn't seem to show her much interest. 

"Nah, just a buddy," said Frank. "I guess he's still down in the locker 
room." 

Just then, another guy came strolling by. Sally gave a cry of delight when 
she saw who Frank's buddy was. It was a guy in her English class and she 
raced over to him to see if perhaps he could arrange a date for her with 
Frank. 

The guy, however, was interested in Sally, and they started to talk 
together. Though Sally wanted Frank, she figured she could get to him only 
by talking to this guy, and when the guy asked her to go for a soda with 
him, she accepted. 

"You don't mind, Frank, do you?" asked the guy, thinking he was taking Sally 
away from him. 

"Nah," Frank said. He had his eye on Heather anyway, and was just as glad 
that his friend and Sally were going off together. 

"My buddy took your girlfriend away," said Frank, looking Heather slowly up 
and down. 

"Oh, it's okay. We were just going home anyway," she said. 

"I'll drive you," he said. "I got a car around the comer." 

"Gee, thanks," she said. She noticed how strong and sexy he was. He was 
wearing a leather jacket and it made him look really tough. He appealed to 
her from the moment she looked at him, and when she looked at his tight 
pants, she saw a slight bulge protruding from between his legs. 

He opened the door for her, and she thought that he was a real gentleman. He 
seemed to be very kind and gentle toward her at first. 

Frank started the engine and pulled the car out of the parking spot. "Where 
d'ya live?" he asked her. 

"Over on Elm and Grove Place," she said. "It's not far." 

"Wanna go for a drive first?" he asked her. "I kinda would like to take a 
spin." 

"Oh, sure," she said. "That would be lots of fun." She didn't really want to 
go home anyway. She noticed that he was thinking about something, and she 
found out that he was still depressed over having lost the game. 

"Yeah, I coulda won it for them, but my knee was botherin' me today. The 
coach wouldn't let me play." 

"Well, I think he was looking after your own interest," said Heather. "You 
probably need to take it easy." 

He drove for a bit, and then put his arm around her. She felt safe and 
secure as he touched her. She noticed that the bulge in his pants got bigger 
when he rubbed his hand against her shoulder, and it made her feel all warm 
and tingly inside. 

Heather had never been fucked before. She was still a virgin, and wasn't 
sure that she should allow herself to be fucked before she got married. 

Oh, she had petted heavily lots of times. Even one time she jerked a guy off 
in the movies, but no guy was ever able to push his dick into her cunt. It 
wasn't that she was afraid, she just hadn't met a guy she liked enough to 
let him screw her. 

Until Frank. Even though she had just met him that afternoon, she knew 
immediately she wanted to feel his cock inside her cunt. She was excited at 
the thought of finally being fucked. It was something she had dreamed about, 
but was a bit afraid of also. 

As they drove along, she wondered if he felt the same way about it. She knew 
that when a guy was depressed about something, he didn't always want to fuck 
a girl, but when Frank put his arm on her shoulder, and she noticed that his 
meat was starting to swell up inside his pants, she knew that he would fuck 
her if she let him. 

The trick was to let herself be fucked without letting him think she was 
just an easy lay. Heather didn't want him to fuck her and then toss her 
aside. She wanted his cock to fuck her lots of times. 

He drove her to the huge park on the west side of town. It was getting dark, 
and there was chill in the air. 

"Hey, you cold?" he asked her, holding her more tightly than before. 

"Yeah, a bit," she said. She was wearing a sweater which didn't look too 
warm. She had worn it for looks, as it made her tits appear bigger than they 
actually were. 

He held her even tighter. She could feel her nipples starting to swell up 
and become erect. It really thrilled her to be touched by this hunk of a 
guy. Her pussy was itchy, and she hugged Frank as tightly as she could. 

The sun started to go down. The cold was beginning to penetrate their 
bodies, and Frank leaned over and kissed her. 

Suddenly, Heather didn't mind the cold any more. She felt warm all over as 
his lips touched hers. Frank slid his tongue into her mouth, and she sucked 
on it really hard. 

He began to go wild, pressing his chest against her breasts, and he could 
feel her tits rubbing against his body even through the several layers of 
clothing that they both wore. 

His cock was starting to throb wildly. He ached to unzip his pants and take 
out his cock and balls, but he didn't want to spoil things too quickly. He 
wasn't sure of her reaction. 

Slowly, Frank reached underneath her sweater. She didn't push him away. That 
was a good sign. He started to rub his fingers against her heaving breasts, 
and he fondled her nipples. 

When he realized that her nipples were stiff and hard, he began to try to 
remove her sweater. Heather tried to protest, but even she didn't believe it 
when she told him she wanted him to stop. He didn't stop, and she didn't try 
to force him to. 

His hands were now inside her blouse, fumbling with her bra. She could see 
his long tool trying to push out of his pants, and she slowly put her hand 
on his thigh, gently stroking him until she was just about to touch his 
prick. 

Frank went wild, and suddenly pulled her sweater, blouse and bra off. He had 
made up his mind to do it, and suddenly, it was done. 

She felt his warm lips against her breasts. Her nipples had never felt so 
good. She was feeling warmer and warmer and she ached to feel his hard cock 
pushing into her virginal pussy. 

Heather began to rub his fly. His tight jeans bulged as far as they could as 
she pressed harder and harder against his crotch. It didn't matter to her 
any more what he thought of her. She only wanted his cock to fuck her. Let 
him think she put out for everyone. He would find out differently when he 
would realize that she was still a virgin. 

Slowly, Heather began to pull his zipper down. His meat was going to feel so 
good when she touched it. She knew what a cock felt like. The only thing she 
didn't know was how good it would feel pumping up her snatch. 

Frank went wild as he felt his cock and balls being taken out of his pants. 
He wanted to ram his dick suddenly into her hole, and he put his hands 
inside her skirt to feel her pussy. 

He began to toy with her cunt hairs. There wasn't that much hair around her 
quim, and he pressed a finger against her hole, feeling how soft and tender 
her cunt was. 

She began to sigh and moan as he rubbed her pussy harder and harder. She had 
taken his prick and balls out of his pants, and he was hot and throbbing, 
aching to plunge his dong into her hole. 

"Ohhh, baby!" he cried. "Ohhhhhh!! Ohh, that's good, baby! Rub it! Ohh!! Rub 
that cock! Ohhhhh!!" 

Heather could feel the blood pounding inside his meat. She rubbed it slowly 
from the tip of his cockhead all the way down the shaft right to his two 
hairy and swollen balls. She had never felt so good doing that before and 
she started to rub his meat so hard he had to put his hand on hers to get 
her to stop. 

"You'll make me come," he said. "I don't wanna come like that. I wanna come 
inside this," he said as he patted her virginal pussy. 

As she felt his hands trying to get inside her snatch, she suddenly felt a 
bit of fear entering her body. Up until now, she had always thought that she 
would really enjoy being fucked for the first time, so long as it was with 
the right guy. But now, when it was about to happen, she wasn't so sure that 
it would feel so great. 

He noticed her tense up. "Hey, baby," he said. "I ain't gonna hurt you. Just 
relax, baby, it's gonna feel all right!" 

She tried to relax, but she let go of his shaft, and just lay back feeling 
completely helpless. She tried to smile, but her body wouldn't respond. 

Frank's dick was still throbbing. There was no way that he wasn't going to 
fuck her now. She had made him too hot to force him to stop. His cock could 
not be satisfied until he plunged it between her luscious legs and slid it 
up her pussy canal. 

He clumsily climbed on top of her. He was heavy, and she could feel all that 
weight pressing down on her. 

His balls were resting on her pussy now, and his long hard tool was rubbing 
against her stomach. She could feel that piece of cock meat sliding along 
her belly, and she saw him sliding downward along her body, until the tip of 
his dick was resting at the entrance to her hole. 

He started to push that mushroom-shaped cap into her cunt. She let him enter 
her a tiny bit before she began to freeze and pull away from him. 

"No," she whispered. "I'm afraid." She wished she hadn't been so interested 
in him now. He was actually going to fuck her, and she was filled with 
terror at the prospect. 

"I ain't gonna hurt you," he said. "It's gonna slip in nice and easy. You're 
gonna feel really good once my dick gets all the way up your slit." 

He pushed his cockhead further into her. She began to moan with pain. It was 
hurting her, despite what he said to her about it. She wished that he would 
take his prick out of her hole. 

He suddenly realized why she was afraid. Her cherry had never been broken 
and his cock was about to ram through that barrier. He held onto her tightly 
and started to kiss her. 

His tongue penetrated her mouth again, and he pressed his face really close 
to hers, so she would feel the pleasure there, and ignore the slight pain 
that his cock would cause in her box. He pulled his dick out of her hole a 
little, and then quickly jabbed his meat into her slit, ramming right 
through her thin barrier. 

She screamed loudly. The pain was more than she could bear. His cock had 
hurt her tremendously- 

"Take it out!" she yelled. "Ohhhh!! Take your cock out of my hole! Please! 
Take it out!" 

He refused to do that, knowing that in a few short moments the pleasure of 
getting fucked would be greater than the pain of having her cherry broken. 

His cock slid further and further into her pussy. She could feel that hard 
tool pressing up against the sides of her quim, and she squeezed her legs 
around his body. 

"There," he said as he forced his cock all the way into her cunt. "It feels 
better, don't it?" 

She nodded. She had to hold back her tears. She didn't want him to think she 
was a crybaby. "Yes," she said. "Yes, that feels better." 

His hard pole sloshed about in her rapidly juicing pussy. As soon as his 
tool rammed through her cherry, her pussy began to ooze with her sweet cunt 
honeys, and his dick was quickly getting covered with that warm syrup. 

He started to pump his meat back and forth along her tube. She spread her 
legs, and felt the warm rod penetrating her as far as it could go. 

Now she was glad that she actually went through with it. For a moment, she 
thought that she shouldn't have let him fuck her, but the pain was all over, 
and only pleasure was coursing through her body. 

She had never been fucked before, but she knew that she would be fucked many 
times in the near future, and hopefully all those times would be with this 
stud who was ramming his cock into her cunt now. 

His whole body seemed to be crashing into her. He went in and out of her 
creaming box, and his balls pressed up tightly against her hairy nest. 

Frank began to rub her tits even harder than he had been before. Her whole 
body was so luscious that he couldn't seem to get enough of her. He kept 
twisting her knobs, rubbing his fingers against her stiff nipples, and 
coating her tits with his saliva as he kissed them and rubbed them at the 
same time. 

She began to moan louder and louder. Her whole body was burning up. She 
seemed to be on fire, and was unable to control it. "Yes," she moaned. "Oh, 
yes, yes! Ohhhh!! I want it!" she begged. "Please! Do it again! More! Ohhh!! 
Please, Frank! Ohhh!!" 

Her head was spinning with excitement. His meat plunged as hard and as far 
into her quim as it could go, and she was now lubricating so wildly, that 
his cock would almost slip right out of her cunt on the outstroke. 

"Fuck me!" she moaned. "Fuck me harder! Ohhh!! I want it! I want it harder! 
Ohhhh!! Frank, fuck me harder! Ohhh!!" 

She reached down between her legs and felt his balls squeezing up against 
her pussy. She rubbed those wild nuts with her fingers, and felt them 
covered with her hot pussy foam. 

She could feel those hard rocks inside that soft sac, and she squeezed them 
hard, hoping to force out his warm semen so that she could feel her pussy 
becoming flooded with his jizz. 

Frank began to pant heavily. His body was trembling as he rammed her hot 
pussy faster and faster. His tool was sliding back and forth, up and down as 
he raced toward his ejaculation. 

"Ohhhh!! Unnnrrr!! Ohhh!!" His dick was really hard as it smashed all the 
way up her canal. She tried to pull his body closer to hers by wrapping her 
arms around his ass, making his cock push into her cunt even deeper. 

His balls started to bounce around wildly, slapping hard against her wet 
hairy pussy. His dick ground into her crack and squished against her foamy 
cunt walls. He was ready to come, and he would fill up her hole with hot 
sperm, something she had never experienced before. 

"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Ohhh!! Fuck me! Please! I want it! Ohhh! I want it 
so bad!" 

His body went wild. His pecker smashed all the way up her slit, and he 
started to cry out as his juices were ready to spurt out of the tip of his 
hard meat. 

"Ohhh!!" he screamed. "I'm coming!! Ohhh!! Your cunt is so hot, baby! 
Ohhhh!! Get fucked, baby! Ohhhh!! I'm coming!!" The juices spurted thick and 
fast out of his hot cock. "AIIEEEE!! OHHHH!! OHHHH!! GET FUCKED!! OHHHH!! 
ARRRGGGHHH!!!" The thick hot jets of creamy sperm jetted rapidly out of 
Frank's burning prick. It filled up Heather's snatch and began to pour out 
of her hole. 

She looked down and saw the thick milky fluid pouring all over her. She 
reached down with her hands and started to rub his sperm into her skin. 

His cock remained pushed up her snatch. His balls had emptied themselves up 
her slit, and he was resting against her as if he were about to try and pump 
his dick into her again. 

"Ohhh, that was so good," she moaned into his ear, licking his head all 
over. "That was so good." 

Frank was genuinely pleased that she had enjoyed it. Nothing else had gone 
right today. First his knee had gone, and then his team had lost, but now, 
nothing else seemed to matter. His cock had really pleased this dynamite 
chick, and she was grateful for the fabulous fuck he'd given her. 

Frank slowly pulled his cock out of her slit. She looked at him with shining 
eyes. He had done so much to please her. She wanted to offer herself up to 
him again and again. Heather was determined that she would be his girl. 
Nothing could come between them. She would see to that. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

But Heather knew now that all her wonderful days with Frank were over. He 
had really hurt her this time. The pain that she had felt when he'd rammed 
his dong up her slit for the first time was nothing compared to the pain 
that he caused her by fucking her asshole. He had done it just to be mean. 
He couldn't understand that she wanted to see her brother. 

As Heather stared at herself in the mirror of the bathroom, trying to 
relieve the pain that she still felt in her asshole, she began to rub her 
hands over her tits. Walter would never do a thing like that, she told 
herself. He would never hurt a girl like that. Ohhh, she moaned to herself, 
if only Walter didn't already have a girlfriend! He would want her, she was 
sure of it. He would be kind and gentle with her. 

Heather was rubbing her meaty boobs as she gazed at her reflection. She knew 
it was late. He would be arriving within the hour, and yet, she could not 
seem to take her hands away from her body. She had to make herself feel 
really good, to erase from her mind the thought of that horrible pain that 
Frank had inflicted upon her. 

"Heather! Are you ready yet?" Her mother was shouting from downstairs. 
Christ, it was fucking late, and Heather hadn't even bathed. 

"Not yet, Ma," she said. "It won't be too long." 

She went back to gazing at her pure pink body. How could Frank have abused 
her like that? He had no respect for her. He could never have fucked her up 
the ass if he liked her at all. No, she decided. Frank didn't like her. He 
only liked to get his rocks off inside her pussy. 

Heather looked at her cunt. She wondered if she would ever be fucked again. 
If Frank wasn't going to be allowed to fuck her, who then could use his dick 
to make her cunt feel good again? 

She began to rub her fingers against her pussy. She had to have something 
hard inside her snatch. Her fingers weren't stimulating her the way they 
used to. She had to have an extra amount of pleasure to overcome the pain up 
her asshole. Her fingers weren't thick enough, they weren't hard enough, to 
make her cunt feel that glorious ecstasy that she had felt when Frank first 
start to push his huge shaft between her legs. 

"Heather! You come right down! He'll be here in a moment!" 

"Coming, Mother!" she yelled, and she went right back to jabbing her fingers 
into her pussy. Ohhh, the pain was still there! She needed a hard dick to 
satisfy her now. Why did he have to be so mean? Why was Frank so cruel? 

Heather looked around the bathroom. There was nothing there that she could 
use. She wanted it more than ever now. Her pussy was lubricating. It had to 
be satisfied. She couldn't bear to be without a really hard cock smashing 
into her hungry cunt. 

Slowly, Heather unscrewed one of the bulbs from the lamp. It was hot, and 
she had to use a towel to protect her fingers from being burned. She knew 
that the heat from the bulb would hurt her pussy, but it could only make her 
feel better. It couldn't hurt as much as Frank's prick had hurt her asshole. 

She pressed the base of the bulb against her sizzling pussy meat. It stung 
her, but she pushed it against her hole again. "Ahhhh," she sighed as she 
pushed the end of the bulb into her hole. "Ohhhh! 

I want it!" she moaned. "Ohhhh!! I want to be fucked!" 

Her hands worked over her pussy, spreading apart her cunt lips to allow the 
bulb's base to pass into her body. It felt good and warm now. The bulb had 
cooled off enough for her to push it hard against her slit. 

She watched herself getting fucked with the lightbulb. It made her forget a 
little of the pain she felt inside her rectum, and she started to fuck 
herself faster and faster. Her whole body wanted to be fucked now. She had 
to have it smashing through her pussy walls, making her whole body into a 
giant cunt to be fucked and fucked again. 

She squeezed her tits. Ohhh, that felt so good as her nipples sprung to life 
and became hard and stiff. "Ohhhh!!" she cried aloud. "Ohhh!! My pussy is on 
fire! Ohhh!!" 

Her hands were working faster and faster as she slammed the bulb into her 
hole. She reeled backward, pressing her ass against the wall, and still 
watched herself ramming the lightbulb into her snatch. 

"HEATHER!! THE TAXI'S HERE!! HE'S HERE!" Her mother was frantic. The guests 
had arrived. And Heather was fucking herself with an electric lightbulb and 
going wild as the juices poured out of her slit and began to coat the base 
of the bulb. 

She had to race down to greet her brother. She had to, but her pussy 
wouldn't let her get away. She was close, oh, so close to coming, and she 
had to drive that bulb into her snatch just one more time, just once more so 
that her clit could explode and send the hot waves of ecstasy racing through 
her desperately craving body. 

"Fuck me!" she cried as her whole pussy seemed to be set on fire. "I want to 
be fucked!! FUCK ME!! OHHHH!! FUCK ME!!" 

She screamed with delight as her clit sent tremendous shock waves of hot 
pleasure into her body. Her lubricating pussy overflowed with her hot honey 
and she could feel her snatch getting sopping wet as she came. 

Her rough and raw pussy lips were even sorer now as she jabbed the lightbulb 
into her hole again It was covered with pussy cum. She could smell that 
aroma of cunt juice in the air. Still, she couldn't stop. She had climaxed 
once with that bulb in her snatch, and she couldn't stop. Her whole body was 
shaking violently with hot pleasure as she fucked herself again and again. 

She had to go down and meet her brother. She had to. She would have to take 
her hands off her body, take her fingers away from her tits and nipples, 
take that lightbulb out of her hole. She tried, and managed to get to the 
door so she could go downstairs. She was only partially dressed now. She 
didn't have the strength to put on that new dress that she had bought 
especially for the occasion. 

Just as she was about to open the door, someone turned the knob. "Mother! I 
said I was coming down!" she cried. How dare her mother barge in on her like 
that? 

The door opened and Heather gasped. "WALTER!!" she shouted. She raced up to 
him and hugged him wildly. "Oh, Walter! Walter!" 

She was so happy to see him that the tears started to flow down her cheeks. 
They kissed and embraced. Ohhh, he looked even more handsome in person than 
he did in that photograph. He was gorgeous and he was kissing her. 

"They said you were up here still getting dressed," he said. "So I decided 
to come up and get you." 

"Oh, thank you," she said. "I wanted to look good for you. I didn't want to 
have you see me looking like a slob." 

"You could never look like a slob," he said. "You're gorgeous." She was clad 
only in her bra and panties. She wasn't in the least embarrassed or 
self-conscious about it. All she knew was that her beloved brother was home 
and that he was with her. 

She sat down on the closed toilet seat and gazed at him. He was really 
handsome as he looked at her. His shining blue eyes made him the most 
attractive man in the world. 

Walter shut the bathroom door with his foot, slamming it really hard. He 
continued to hug his sister. She let him touch her all over. He could do no 
wrong, she knew that. Whatever Walter wanted to do, she wanted him to do. 

"We should go downstairs," he said to her. "Everyone will wonder where we 
are." 

"Oh, let them wonder," she said. "I'm just so happy to see you, I really am. 
Oh, Walter, I've missed you!" 

"And I've missed you too," he said. "You've really grown since I've seen you 
last." 

He looked directly at her bra, which contained more than it had when last he 
saw her. She was growing up. She was no longer the kid sister, but a very 
pretty young lady now. 

He was standing in front of her as she continued to sit on the closed toilet 
seat. She just didn't know what to say to him, after all these years. They 
had so much to talk about, and still, they didn't know what to say. 

He put his hands on her shoulders. She was so soft and succulent. She was 
the loveliest girl he had seen in a long time. 

She wrapped her arms around his waist and held him tightly. His body felt 
good and warm as she hugged him. She wanted to hold him like that forever 
and never let him go. 

He tried to pull away from her, but she was holding on really tight. It 
amused and pleased him that she was so fond of him. He had dreamed of her 
often and wondered what she would be like when he got back. 

He didn't have to wonder any more. She was here, in the flesh, and what 
tempting flesh it was too. Her body was soft and luscious, and as they 
touched, he began to feel a slight stirring in his crotch, feeling his cock 
starting to get very slowly hard. 

She looked up at his face and smiled at him. He was here at last! The one 
man in the world she knew was kind and gentle. 

He pressed his body closer to hers, and she realized that his crotch was 
touching her face. She felt slightly dizzy as he rubbed his bulging fly 
against her lips.-She could actually feel his cock beginning to get hard and 
stiff, and she realized that he was as aroused at touching her, as she was 
at touching him. 

His cock was getting harder by the second now. She ached to feel that 
delicious piece of hard cock meat, but she wasn't really sure that it was 
meant for her. Perhaps that happened to guys whenever they touched a girl no 
matter who the girl was. She-ached to find out if Walter really wanted her 
the way she realized now she wanted him. 

Her whole body was creaming for her brother. She had to have that huge hard 
dick inside her body, and it drove her crazy not to know if she could ever 
have it. She would have to. Somehow, she would have to feel that stiff tool 
fucking her. 

She pressed her lips against his fly. His cock was throbbing now. His 
uniform was bulging out so far, that she began to feel he could fuck her 
even with his pants on. His cock was long enough and hard enough for him to 
slide it into her slit still covered with his pants. 

Heather had to do something to make herself feel warm and happy inside. She 
could risk losing her brother as a friend if she took too many liberties 
with him. Suppose he wasn't interested in her? Suppose that she unzipped his 
pants and touched his hard meat and he slapped her? 

Her torture was all too real. She had to have that bulging cock, but aside 
from touching her face with his swollen crotch, he made no effort to relieve 
her of her great need. 

Heather couldn't stand it anymore. Her pussy juices were flowing rapidly out 
of her slit, and she was getting her panties completely stained with her own 
cum. She was twisting and writhing slowly as she sat, aching to feel that 
long hard dong ramming into her hole. 

She had to take that chance. It had to be. The strain was too much for her 
not knowing whether she would be able to feel his cock inside her body, and 
she placed her hands gingerly on his fly, slowly rubbing his bulging meat. 

He swayed his hips against her body. He wasn't chasing her away! He wasn't 
going to yell at her! She went wild as she rubbed his crotch, making his 
dick so hard that Walter began to feel the pain of having a hard-on confined 
inside his pants. 

His tool ached to be freed from its prison. He had to get his cock and balls 
out of his trousers, and when his sister slowly pulled down the long metal 
zipper, Walter breathed a sigh of relief. 

Heather reached in and started to touch her brother's enormously hard dick. 
She gasped when she felt just how big and thick his cock really was. It was 
so thick and long, that it made Frank's large prick look tiny. 

His meat flopped out of his fly opening when she pulled the zipper all the 
way down. She gasped when she saw it. It was thick and reddish, and the 
mushroom-shaped cap at the end made her want to bend over and take it all 
the way into her mouth. 

He seemed to know what she was thinking, and she felt the tip of his cock 
pressing against her lips. She could taste his cock meat, and it was the 
most delicious thing she had ever tasted. 

He tried to push his pecker into her mouth, but her lips were closed. She 
was kissing his organ. His hard tool was getting licked slightly, but he 
wanted to push his meat deep into her throat. 

"Suck it," he whispered as she continued to kiss his pole. "Suck it, 
Heather! Ohhh!! That's great, baby! Suck that cock! Ohhh!!" 

She parted her lips, and his long hard whang slipped into her mouth. It went 
in further and further, and she felt his pole sliding all the way into the 
back of her throat. 

She had never felt such a thick hard cock before inside her body. It was 
huge. It was so long and thick, that she wasn't sure she would be able to 
take in the entire length. 

Walter began to pump his dick harder and harder into her face. She could 
actually feel the blood being pumped into his cock as she licked his dong 
with her wet tongue. 

Her pussy was hot and sticky. As he was getting his meat sucked, he reached 
down and began to rub his fingers against her twat. He wished he could ram 
his cock into her hole at the same time, but that would have to wait. He 
would let his sister suck him off, and then he would fuck her. What a 
fantastic and fabulous welcome-home party! 

His meat slipped in and out of her mouth. She felt the tip of his dork 
touching the back of her throat, and she sucked it in even more, aching to 
feel every inch of his big cock inside her face. 

Heather cupped his balls in her hands, and tried to get those hot nuts 
between her lips too. His cock was so huge, however, that she was having a 
great deal of trouble with it, and she started to squeeze his balls really 
hard. 

Walter had to slow her down. She was making him so hot so fast, that he 
could almost ejaculate his supply of semen right then, and he wanted to 
prolong the pleasure that she was giving him. 

"Suck it, baby!" he cried. "Suck that fucking cock, baby! Ohhhh!! Eat me, 
baby! Suck it! Ohhh!! Heather, suck my fucking hard dick!" 

Walter smashed his pecker all the way into his sister's mouth. She sucked 
and slurped as hard as she could. She was going wild. She took in every inch 
of his tool and wouldn't let go. 

Her tits were warm and supple as he rubbed them. Her nipples were about as 
hard as his meat was, and he rubbed them faster and faster. He was almost 
ready to shoot his load inside her mouth, and he had to slow himself down so 
he wouldn't flood her before he was ready. 

"SUCK IT!!" he screamed. "SUCK THAT COCK!! OHHHHHH EAT IT!! EAT ME!! OHHHH!! 
SUCK ME!! SUCK ME!! OHHHH!! SUCK MY FUCKING HARD COCK!! OHHHH!! AIEEEH 
OHHH!!" 

Walter began to pound his spike into her face. Her hot tongue coated his 
entire peter with her saliva, and she slurped harder and harder, feeling 
every inch of his pole ramming the back of her throat. 

She squeezed his balls again. She wanted to force out all of his hot sperm 
into her face. Those squishy nuts made her pussy even hotter, and she leaned 
back and began to rub her-pussy with one hand as she rubbed his nuts with 
the other. 

Walter reached down and started to rub her cunt again. He slowly pushed a 
finger into her slit. His sister's cunt felt so good to him, and he started 
to finger-fuck her as hard as he could. 

His whang was about to explode. His nuts were on fire, and he was about to 
jab his dick so far into her mouth, that she would feel the thick sperm 
pouring directly into her stomach. 

"SUCK THAT COCK!!" he yelled. "EAT IT!! OHHH!! I'M GONNA COME!! SUCK IT!! 
EAT IT!! AAIIIEEEE!!! OHHHH'! I'M COMING!! HEATHER, EAT ME!! OHHHH!! I'M 
COMING!!! ARRRRGGGGHHH!! OHHHHH!!" 

Walter went wild as his prick exploded inside his sister's craving mouth. 
She could feel the thick jets of jism pouring into her face, and she 
swallowed hard. She could taste that hot semen gushing into her. It was 
good. It tasted sweet to her, and she grasped his dick firmly in her mouth 
and drew out every last drop of hot jism. 

"Ohhh!!" he moaned as the last of his hot jism spurted down her throat. 
"Ohhh!! Heather, that was wonderful! Christ, can you suck cock! Where did 
you ever learn to eat meat like that?" 

She wiped her chin as he withdrew his prong from her mouth. "I'm not your 
kid sister any more, remember?" she said. 

He grinned at her as he shook the last bit of sperm from the tip of his 
cock. "Yeah," he said. "You're a big girl now. And I'd like to do some 
big-girl things with you too." 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

There were footsteps racing up the stairs. Both Walter and Heather panicked. 
Walter pushed his cock and balls back into his pants as Heather quickly 
stepped into her dress. 

"What's going on?" demanded their mother. "Are you two all right?" 

"Yeah, we're fine," said Walter. "I was just saying hello, and helping her 
fix her hair. Is your hair brushed enough now, Heather?" asked Walter, 
trying to mislead their mother. 

"Well, hurry up," she said. "Everyone is waiting for you. You're the guest 
of honor, and you've just disappeared." 

"I just wanted to see Heather, that's all," said Walter. 

"Well, if the girl had been ready on time," snorted their' mother, "then ... 
oh, it doesn't matter. Come right down you two, will you?" Heather quickly 
adjusted herself, and Walter made sure his cock had gotten soft before he 
went to see his fans. He didn't want to greet the guests with a bulging 
crotch. 

Walter was quite the hit of the evening, and Heather was proud that she had 
such a handsome brother. Everyone was pleased to see him back and they made 
a really big fuss over him. 

"You look tired Walter," his mother said later in the evening. 

"Yeah, this party kinds tired me out," he told her. "I'll be okay. Just 
gotta rest for a bit." 

"I think a walk will do you some good," she said. "Most of the guests have 
gone. Why don't you and Heather go out for a walk." 

Heather got up. She would be only too glad to go for a walk. Her mother, 
however, took her aside before she left with Walter. 

"I've been meaning to ask you, dear," she said, "but I've been much too busy 
all night. What happened to Frank? Couldn't he make it to the party? Is he 
working tonight?" 

"Nah," she said off-handedly. "He quit that job at the garage." 

"Well, why isn't he here?" she asked. 

Heather shrugged. It was the First indication her mother had gotten that 
things weren't quite right with Heather and Frank. 

Still, this was not the time to dwell on that, and she let her daughter go. 
Heather and Walter wandered out to the back to get some fresh air. 

"I don't really want to walk," said Walter, "but I did need to get away from 
all those people." 

"Yeah," replied Heather. "So many people. I didn't know you had all those 
friends." 

He laughed. "They're Mom's friends, really," said Walter. "Each one of them 
has a daughter. You know, I was stared at all night long." 

Heather grinned. "Yeah," she said. "And I think I was doing more staring 
than anyone else." 

"What were you staring at?" he asked her. "You know what I look like better 
than most." 

She laughed. "You can figure it out," she told him. "It was this that I was 
staring at. You know, you have a tiny cum spot right where your dick touches 
your pants?" 

Walter gasped. It was true, but it was so slight, that only Heather, who 
knew what it actually was, would have spotted it. 

Heather rubbed it as if to make it go away, but what she was doing was 
trying to get her brother's prick hard again. 

"Hey, not here!" he said, looking back at the house. "Look at all those 
lights. People will see us." 

"The lights are inside," said Heather. "We can see in, but they can't see 
out. Besides, let's get in back of that woodshed. I always knew it would be 
good for something someday." 

Walter was shocked. His younger sister was certainly behaving strangely. She 
continued to rub his crotch, feeling his hard-on getting harder. They walked 
quickly to the woodshed, and as soon as they were inside, Walter started to 
press his hands against his sister's crotch. 

"You know," he said. "I used to jerk off a lot thinking of you. I saw you in 
the bathtub once washing your pussy, and ever since then, I've thought about 
it and rubbed my cock, pretending I was coming inside your hole." 

"I'm glad," she said. "I used to think of you a lot. Oh, Walter, I'm so glad 
you're home to stay." 

"I hope to stay," he said. "I gotta get a job, you know." 

"Yeah," she said. "You'll find one." 

"I better. I ain't gonna live off the folks, you know. Not that they 
wouldn't give me money, but I ain't gonna take it." 

"Oh, don't think of that now," she said. "You'll find something." 

"Yeah, I'd hate to re-enlist." 

She looked shocked. It was the first she had ever heard that her brother 
might consider rejoining the army, but she didn't want to even talk about 
it. It would only depress her, and she certainly didn't want to be depressed 
now. Now she had many enjoyable things to do and talk about, and her brother 
and his rapidly hardening prick was first on her mind. 

His balls were already swollen again and ready to shoot out more jism. 
Heather sometimes wondered just how much hot jizz a guy had inside his 
balls. She wished she could test Walter and find out how many times he could 
come in a row. Now that he seemed to be as turned on to her as she was to 
him, perhaps she could at last find out. 

His dick was pushing out the fabric of his uniform. He looked so handsome 
standing there in his army uniform with his neatly pressed pants trying 
unsuccessfully to contain a hard dick. She sank down to her knees and 
started to press her face against his crotch. 

"No," he said. "I got something better for you to do." 

Heather ignored her brother, and continued to push her lips against the 
bulge where his dick was. She was gnawing at his hard meat, aching to feel 
it once again penetrating her throat. 

Walter pushed her away slightly, and started to pull down his zipper. His 
dick sprang out of his pants, and she immediately went to lick his hard-on, 
flicking her tongue on his throbbing cock. 

He let her suck him a bit. His prick started to get really hot, and she 
could feel the blood pounding through his long shaft as she slurped on it. 

Heather began to squeeze her brother's hot nuts. His balls were so soft and 
squishy, and she rubbed them harder and harder. The taste of good hard cock 
was driving Heather wild, and she began to move her legs back and forth as 
if to stem the flow of hot pussy lubricants. 

"Oh, yeah, baby!" cried Walter as his dick slid further and further into her 
face. "Yeah, lick it! Ohhh!! Lick it!" She was slurping hard on his thick 
fat cock meat. He rammed his dick all the way into her mouth, and tried to 
force his pecker down her throat. His balls were pressed tightly against her 
lips, and she sucked and dribbled saliva all over his hard cock and thick 
hairy balls. 

Suddenly, Walter pulled his cock out of his sister's mouth. She hungered for 
that dick meat, and she tried to reach out for it with her tongue, aching to 
start sucking on his dong again. 

Instead of letting his sister eat his prong, he pushed her gently onto the 
ground, placed his hand up her skirt and felt her hot creaming cunt. 

Her pussy was steaming as her hot foam oozed out of her slit. He could feel 
that warm wet jism dripping from her delicate nest, and he began to insert a 
finger between those luscious cunt walls. 

Heather started to moan as she felt her brother's hand penetrating further 
and further into her snatch. Her pussy tube closed tightly around his 
finger, and she began to ache to draw his cock up her narrow slit. 

"Yes," she moaned as she saw his bobbing dick in front of her. "Yes, I want 
it, Walter. Ohhhh, please!" she begged. "Please! Please do it, Walter. I 
want it! Ohhh!! I must have it! I want it! I want to be fucked! Please fuck 
me, Walter! Ohhh!! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" 

Her hot cunt poured more and more of her cream onto his fingers and hand. He 
was fucking her hard now with his fingers, ramming several of them all the 
way along her channel. She felt as if his entire arm could fuck her hole. 

He slowly withdrew his fingers from her hot box, and rubbed her cunt juices 
onto her tits. Her nipples were stiff and hard, and he started to pull on 
them as if to pull them off. 

His dick ached to plunge into her cunt, and he pressed the tip of his meat 
against her hot slit, slowly drilling into her hole, his mushroom-shaped cap 
plunging beyond her cunt Ups, and beginning to descend into her hot hole. 

She started to scream with delight. His cock had really rammed her hole hard 
as it plunged all the way up her slit, and she was feeling that organ 
swelling up inside of her snatch. 

"Fuck me!" she moaned. "Fuck me, Walter! Ohhh!! Do it harder, Walter, do it 
harder! Ohhh!! I want it! Ohhh!! Fuck me, please fuck me hard!" Walter began 
to pump his pecker faster and faster into her slit. Her hot pussy was 
overflowing with her warm foaming juices, and she was pounding her ass 
against the cold ground. 

Her body didn't care about anything but her brother's dong, pressing forward 
and pulling back, pumping in and out of her juiced-up nest. 

Walter started to rub his hands really hard against her fleshy tits. He was 
making her whole body red, and she felt his hard pressure pounding her all 
over. Still, all she cared about was that thick tool, pouring all the way up 
her snatch. 

His hairy balls were trembling as they pressed hard against her hole. They 
were pounding and slapping her cunt lips, absorbing the juices that spilled 
out of her pit. His cock was heating up until he knew he would empty his 
balls into her crack, flooding her pussy with every bit of his hot, thick 
semen. 

She squeezed her legs really tight. That put increased pressure on his dick 
meat, and he rammed her harder and harder, rubbing her tits furiously, 
bending over and kissing his sister on the lips, until his tongue was almost 
all the way down her throat. 

She cried out with delight as it seemed to her that his whole body was 
filling hers up. She was beginning to possess him, and his cock and balls 
now belonged to her. 

Suddenly, Walter's body started to quiver and shake. His cock was about to 
shoot with his thick white cum, and he sloshed his dick about inside her 
thirsty crack and began to tremble with ecstasy. 

"Ohhh!! Ohhh!! Get fucked, baby!" he screamed. "Ohhh!! I'm gonna come, baby! 
Ohhh!! Ohhh!! Get fucked!! Ohhhhh!!" His cock went wild as his cum began to 
spurt out, flooding her cunt. 

"I'm coming!" he screamed as he plugged his sister. "Ohhh!! Ohh!! Ohhh!! I'm 
shooting, baby! Aaaaiiieee! Ohhh!! Ohhh!!" 

The thick hot lotion blasted out of his spike, and poured into her tube of 
cunt meat. It foamed over her cunt lips, sinking into her soft pink flesh, 
and coated her pussy walls completely. 

So much jizz escaped his cock that it started to drip down the side of her 
leg, running all over her body, and even getting Walter's balls entirely 
coated. His cock hairs were being matted together as his jism stuck to his 
cock and balls. 

His chest pressed down heavily on her tits. She could even feel his nipples 
rubbing against hers, and her clit started to tremble and quiver as his dick 
stimulated her to orgasm. 

She began to scream as she climaxed. Her hot juices were pouring out of her 
pussy so fast, that her juices mixed with his sperm and poured all over both 
their bodies. 

"OHHH!! ARRGGHHH!! OHHHH!! YOUR COCK IS SO HARD!! OHHHH! FUCK ME!! KEEP 
FUCKING ME!! OHHHH!! WALTER, FUCK ME!! I WANT MY BROTHER TO FUCK ME AGAIN 
AND AGAIN!! OHHHH!!" 

It took several more moments before either one of them calmed down. They lay 
together, his tool still immersed within her twat, and he felt her hands on 
his balls as she tenderly squished them between her fingers. 

"Oh, Walter!" she sighed. "Ohhh, that was so good! Ohhh!! I want it again 
and again! Ohhh!! Walter, promise me you'll always fuck me!" 

He grinned and nodded. That was something he had longed to do for so many 
years. Even before the army, he would take his prick in his hand, and think 
only of his sister and her luscious twat. He'd ached to fuck her ever since 
he knew what his cock was for. He wanted his sister, and now he had her, now 
he was going to have her again and again. 

He had jerked off so many times, thinking of sinking his pecker deep into 
his sister's cunt. Other guys thought of their girlfriends, their wives, 
their mistresses, but Walter thought of his sister. He could picture her 
lovely luscious cunt meat as he lay in his bed, cock in hand, and rubbed and 
rubbed until his foam would spurt out of his dong, flooding his cock and 
balls with his own semen. 

Now he had fucked her. Now he was happy. But he knew that it couldn't end 
there. He would have to fuck her over and over to keep his prick and balls 
happy. He only hoped that she wanted his cock, that she loved getting his 
love juice poured into her snatch. He knew he was a good lay, but did she 
know it? 

Heather looked at her brother and smiled warmly at him. It was everything 
she'd ever dreamed of. His hard tool had drilled right through her, making 
her forget about everything and everyone. Frank was no longer important to 
her. His cock could never thrill her the way her brother's meat had done. 
She gazed at Walter's softening dick, and longed for it to be hard, 
permanently hard, and permanently stuffed into her hot cunt. 

"We better get back," he said reluctantly. "They'll be wondering what 
happened to us. Especially Mom." 

She told us to go for a walk, remember?" said Heather as the two of them 
slowly disentangled themselves from one another. Walter stood up. There were 
still some droplets of jism at the tip of his cockhead, which Heather 
quickly licked off. "I suppose you're right, though," Heather said. "We 
really oughta get back." 

Walter put his cock and balls back inside his pants, causing yet another 
dark wet spot to appear at the front of his uniform. He paid it no 
attention, and the two of them walked back to the house. 

Most of the guests were gone, and their mother was in the living room, 
saying goodbye to the few who remained. It was quite late, and everyone 
would be going to sleep. Everyone, that is, except Walter and his sister, 
who would be going to bed, but not to sleep. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

"Goodnight, Walter. Goodnight, Heather. Goodnight Mrs. Rayburn." The last 
guest left. Finally. Thank God. 

"Oh, Heather, could I ask you a question?" Mrs. Ray bum looked a bit upset 
as she approached her daughter. 

"Sure, Mom," replied the girl. "What's up?" 

"Frank called," she was told. "Frank wanted to talk to you. I said you were 
out for a walk with Walter, and he seemed very upset. Is something wrong 
between you and Frank? I hope not. He's such a nice boy." 

"Oh, Mother, I can't think about that now. I'm tired. I'll talk to him in 
the morning." 

"He wanted you to call him as soon as you got back," said Mrs. Rayburn. 

"In the morning, Mother. In the morning. I'm tired. I can hardly keep my 
eyes open." Heather smiled to herself. She didn't need to keep her eyes 
open. All she needed was to keep her legs open and apart so her new lover, 
her brother Walter, could slip his cock neatly inside her pussy. 

"Well, he'll be upset," said Heather's mother. 

"Let him. Goodnight, Mother," she said. 

Mrs. Rayburn looked at her daughter as the girl climbed the stairs. She 
hoped that nothing was really amiss between Frank and Heather. He was such a 
nice boy. It would be a real pity if they broke up. 

Heather got into her bed, but she didn't go to sleep. She was planning on 
waiting up for her brother. He was going to sneak into her room and, when 
the family was asleep, continue what they'd started in the woodshed. 

As planned, Walter waited until he heard his father snoring. Mrs. Rayburn 
usually fell asleep right away, so he knew now that it was safe. He was 
nude, but just in case one of them should wake up, he put his bathrobe on, 
and softly knocked on his sister's door. 

She opened it and, when he was in, flicked on the light. She revealed 
herself to him, and the sight of her lovely pink body started to turn him 
on. Her pussy was looking so soft and delicate, and as he gazed at her, he 
put a finger lightly against her cunt hairs. 

She let him finger her.' Her pussy ached to open up and let him inside, but 
they now had the whole night together. They didn't want to rush things. They 
had no guests to get back to, no one wondering where they had gone to. They 
could spend the entire night fucking, and there was no need to rush things. 

Walter's pecker started to poke out of his robe. As he touched her hot pussy 
with his fingers, his dong got stiffer and stiffer, until it broke through 
the folds of his bathrobe. 

"What's that?" Heather giggled, pointing to his stiffening cock. 

"That's my lucky spike," he said, slowly starting to stroke it. 

"What are you gonna do with it?" she asked. 

"I'm gonna drill for oil in your yummy body," he told her, leaning back in 
the chair, letting his sister feast her eyes on his throbbing blood-engorged 
flesh. 

Walter teased her by rubbing his meat with his hands, not letting her touch 
his dong. He slowly caressed his balls, and pumped his shaft back and forth 
as she ached to touch his dick and feel it plunging between her legs. She 
wanted that cock now, and he kept pushing her away, fondling his own meat, 
depriving her of the nourishment she craved. 

"Let me!" she cried, rubbing her pussy furiously. "Please let me touch it! I 
want it, Walter! Ohhh!! I want it!" 

"No," he said. "You can't have it! You can't have my cock and balls. You can 
only look at it, but you can't touch it." 

"No!" she yelled. "I want it! Ohhh!! Please fuck me, Walter!! Oh, I want it! 
Please! Please! I beg you! I want to be fucked! Please fuck me!" 

"How much do you want my dick?" he asked her. "Tell me how much you want me 
to fuck you." 

"A lot, Walter. Ohh, I want it a whole lot! Please!" 

"Get down on your knees and beg," he said. "Just like a dog! Beg for my 
dick, baby! Beg for my cock and balls to ram up your juicing slit. You-can't 
get fucked until you beg for my dick." 

Heather did as she was ordered. She got down on her knees, and started to 
run about like a dog. She was sniffing at his cock, licking it with her 
tongue, rubbing her naked juicy body against his whang. 

"Now beg!" he said. "Beg for it! I know you want it, but you have to beg for 
it! C'mon, beg! Beg, bitch! Beg to be fucked!" 

Heather sat up on her haunches. She looked pleadingly into his eyes. 
"Please!" she said. "Please now may I be fucked?" 

"Sniff my dick," he said. "Just sniff k. Just like a dog." 

She eagerly obeyed. She put her nose to his crotch and went wild, sniffing 
madly all around his thick cock and hairy nuts. 

"Now?" she asked. "Now can I have it?" 

"Sniff my ass too," he said. "Sniff it, and lick it!" He sat up slightly so 
that she could get her nose underneath his ass. She started to lick out his 
asshole, and began to moan and cry loudly. 

"I want it now!" she cried. "I want to be fucked! Please fuck me, Walter! 
Ohhh!! I'm so hot for you! My pussy is on fire! Please fuck me! Ohhh!! 
Please do it, Walter! I want it! I want your hard cock!" 

"C'mon, sniff my ass some more. Lick it, Heather! I want you to lick out my 
hot asshole. Do it, baby! Lick my asshole!" 

Heather continued to sniff and lick at his asshole just like a dog. They 
were teasing each other, but they were both getting off on it. His cock was 
harder now than it had ever been, and the more he could feel her nose 
underneath his ass, the stiffer it became, and the more of it throbbed with 
hot burning need for her juicy cunt. 

"Now lick it all!" he cried. "C'mon, baby, lick that fucking hot asshole! 
I'm hot for you, baby! Ohhhh!! Am I hot!" 

She went wild, gnawing on his ass, chomping at his balls, trying to get all 
of his meat inside her mouth. She sucked and slurped his balls, licking his 
nuts and asshole, and coated his crotch with her hot saliva. 

"More!" he cried as he started to rub his shaft. "More!! Ohhhh, baby, do it 
harder! Suck that ass! Suck it! Lick it! Ohhhh!! He slapped his tool against 
her face as she tried to lick his balls again. He hit her really hard with 
his poker, and she tried to grab it with her lips and tongue. 

He was hitting her harder and harder, slapping his meat against her mouth 
and lips, driving her wild as he punished her. 

His balls shook wildly as he smashed his prick around. She sat there and 
eagerly lapped up all the punishment he could give her. She loved it. She 
felt as if her whole pussy would soon explode. She started to fuck herself 
with her fingers, as she got hit and hit again with his hard-on. 

"Now!" she cried, rolling about on the floor as she fucked herself really 
hard. She had had enough of his cock against her lips. Now she wanted it up 
her snatch. Now she would go crazy if she wasn't fucked. 

Walter realized that it was time to plunge his meat into her hole, and he 
began to straddle her body, pressing his hard-on against her juicy cunt, 
feeling how wet her pussy hairs were. He started to drill his bit into her 
screaming and wide-open canyon. 

He pumped hard and fast. His dick really rammed into her pussy, filling her 
hole up with his piece of male flesh. His balls smashed and banged against 
her pussy as he fucked his sister. Her body craved his hard passion and he 
slammed his pecker deeper and deeper into her steaming hole. 

"Fuck me!!" she cried. "More, Walter! Harder! Do it harder! I want it so 
bad! Ohhh!! Ohhh!!" 

His prick flew wildly in and out of her cunt. She felt that long hard pole 
sliding all the way up her snatch, and then pull all the way out, only to 
plunge into her luscious pussy again. 

He was fucking her faster and faster, and she began to moan and cry out with 
delight as his tool probed hard along her pussy walls. "More!" she screamed. 
"Harder! Ohhh!! Walter, fuck me! Fuck me! 

His pole plunged deeper and faster into her slit. She felt his balls 
straining to slide into her hole together with his shaft, and his entire 
body was pounding her harder than ever. 

His balls were about to give. He was ready to come, and he made sure that 
she was right there with him. He wanted to feel her luscious juices spilling 
over the sides of her pussy when he shot. He was driving her clit wild as he 
stimulated it with his long cock. 

"Ohhhh!! Ohhhhhhhh!! More! More!" she begged. His mouth was now on her tits, 
and he sucked and licked her hot nipples, nearly ripping them off with his 
teeth. "More! Ohhhhh!! Fuck me, Walter! Fuck me! Ohhhhhh!! Ohhh!! I want it! 
Ohhhhh!!" 

He reached underneath her body, and started to rub his fingers against her 
creamy ass. He started to . fuck her asshole with a finger as his dick 
pressed hard up her snatch, and his mouth was covering her tits with his hot 
saliva. 

"Aiiiiieeeeeeee!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!! OHHHHHHHH!!! ARRRGGHHHHHHHH!!!" Her body 
exploded, sending waves of hot cunt juice cascading out of her pussy. She 
banged her hands on his ass, pounding his meat into her slit even further, 
and then, suddenly, Walter's cock exploded, driving his cum out of his dick 
with full furious force. 

"OHHHHHHHH!!! GET FUCKED!! OHHHHHHH!! I'M SHOOTING!! I'M COMING!! OHHHHHH!!! 
OHHHHHHHH!!! AAAIIIIEEEEEEEE!!" His thick hot semen gushed out of his tube 
and flooded her pussy. She was becoming saturated with his sperm, and felt 
the jism rushing out of her hole as fast as he poured it in. 

She was so hot that her body nearly sizzled as the juice poured all over 
her. The thick hot jets of creamy semen flooded her pussy and started to 
coat her skin. She rubbed it into her skin, feeling the sticky fluid 
starting to dry almost as soon as it was shot out of his hot cock meat. 

His hairy balls were covered with his own jizz. He had really spent a lot of 
juice this time. His cock was sloshing about inside her twat, and as he 
began to pull it out of her hole, he forced out the mixture of his jism and 
her hot lubricating honeys, until both their bodies were completely covered 
with their juices. 

"Ohhhh," she sighed as she tried to regain her breath. "Ohhh, that was so 
good. Oh, Walter, your cock was even better this time." 

"It's gonna be even better the next time," he told her. "You're gonna really 
get fucked next time." 

She grinned and put her hand on her pussy. "I'm waiting," she said. "Me and 
my pussy are waiting for you." 

He slowly got up. His cock was still dripping cum and he shook the last few 
drops onto her body. She was lying down, receiving the last of his jism, and 
she rubbed that too into her skin. 

"See you in the morning," he said as he put his robe on to go back to his 
own room. 

"Yes," she said, smiling at him. "And thanks. Ohh, Walter, that was too 
wonderful." 

She lay there after he had gone, thinking of how great it had been, and how 
much greater it would be in the future. There would be no end to their 
pleasure together. All their years of dreaming and fantasy were now a solid 
reality. 

Walter climbed into his bed and fell asleep immediately. He was really 
tired, and as soon as he hit the pillow, he was off, dreaming about his 
sister again, touching his cock in his sleep. 

Heather, however, didn't go right to bed. She was looking at herself in the 
mirror, gazing at her crotch that had just been the scene of so much 
pleasure. 

Suddenly, she heard footsteps in the hallway, stopping in front of her door. 
"Walter?" she said. "Is that you, Walter?" 

The door opened. She gasped. "Daddy!" she cried. "Daddy, what are you doing 
up?" 

"I was awakened by some strange noises," he said. "Are you all right? Were 
you groaning or something?" 

She had tried to pull up the blanket from her bed to cover herself, but she 
didn't succeed completely. "No, I'm all right," she said. "I wasn't 
groaning." 

"I heard voices," he told her. "Who was with you here?" 

"Oh. Well, Walter was here. We were talking. Maybe we were talking very 
loud. Did we wake you? I'm sorry. We just talked about old times and stuff 
like that." 

"Oh. I could have sworn you were crying aloud though. Kind of like panting. 
Gasping for breath, if you know what I mean." 

"Yes, but that must have been the wind. I think it's windy tonight. You 
should close your windows. The street noises are terrible tonight." 

"They are closed, Heather," he said. "What were you and Walter doing? You 
weren't just talking. There were long moments of silence." 

"Hey, you weren't listening to us, were you?" she asked. "I mean 
eavesdropping isn't nice, you know." 

"Yeah, it ain't nice. But you were going so wild, I couldn'ta helped hearing 
you. What were you and your brother doing?" 

She looked away. "I'm tired, Daddy. I wanna go to bed. Okay? It's late, and 
I wanna get some sleep." 

He didn't move. Her father stood there in his pajamas, looking hard at his 
daughter. He reached out for the blanket, and tried to pull it away 
from-her. 

"Daddy! Don't do that!" she cried. "Daddy! Please! I wanna go to sleep! 
Please go away!" 

"No," he said, finally succeeding in tearing her covering off. "I know what 
you were doing, and it's disgusting!" 

"Daddy! Go away! Please leave me alone! Please!" She started to cry and she 
jumped onto her bed, and buried her face in her pillow. Her father sat down 
on the bed and started to caress her. 

"I don't mean to upset you," he said. "I just want you to know that I won't 
tell a soul what you and Walter did. I just wanna make you as happy as he 
made you. That's all." 

She wouldn't turn around. She tried to move away from him, but she had no 
place to go. His hands held her firmly in place, and as he caressed her and 
touched her back and shoulder, she could feel his whole body pressing closer 
and closer to hers. 

Her father reached underneath her body near her bush. "Go away!" she yelled, 
but he pushed his fingers onto her cunt hairs, and felt that they were 
sticky and wet. 

"It's cum, isn't it?" he asked her, sniffing his fingers. "Smells like cum. 
It's okay, baby," he said. "I ain't gonna tell no one. Your little secret is 
safe with me. But you gotta help me keep it a secret," he said. "You gotta 
cooperate with me." 

He didn't wait for her to reply, but started to rub his hands all over her 
back. He slowly began to fondle her ass, gently touching her asshole with 
the tip of one finger. 

He turned her over gently. Her pussy looked hot and inviting to him, and his 
pecker was starting to bulge out of his pajama bottoms. 

"Here," he said, taking hold of her hand and pulling it toward his crotch. 
"I want you to feel this. C'mon and feel it, baby. Feel how nice and warm it 
is. It's getting all nice and hard, baby! Just touch it! Just make my cock 
feel really good." 

She tried to pull away, but he held her in place, and forced her to touch 
his long stiff prong. He made her rub it up and down, though it was the very 
last thing she wanted to do. 

"C'mon, baby, rub that cock! I want it, baby! Make it harder! Make my dick 
really super hard!" He forced her to masturbate him. She was pulling him 
off, rubbing her hand up and down his long hard shaft. 

She could feel his balls. They, weren't as soft and tender as her brother's 
hot nuts were, and she tried to rub them really hard so they would hurt her 
father. She didn't know what to do with her pop. She couldn't believe that 
he was actually going to make her have sex with him, but he was doing it, 
forcing her to rub his shaft harder and harder. 

"Yeah, baby, that's good," he told her. "Now I'm gonna do it to you, baby, 
I'm gonna do it to you really good!" 

He climbed on top of her body. She squeezed away from him, and his cock 
started to hit against her side. He clamped her down on the bed, and tried 
again to slide his cock up her snatch. 

Again, she moved away from him, forcing him to get really mad as he 
attempted to put his cock where his son had just put his. 

Okay, Heather, you're making me angry," he told her. "I don't wanna feel mad 
at you, but you're making me upset." 

He held her in place this time as he pushed his dickhead inside her quim. 
She wouldn't juice up for him. She didn't want his pecker up her hole, and 
she would try to make the pleasure less if she could. 

His cock started to descend into her cavern, and she felt his hands 
separating her legs. He was really pounding her now, and she had no control 
over it. He was fucking her, and she was sobbing softly to herself. 

"Hey, baby, you like that?" he asked her. "You like my dick inside your 
hole?" 

She turned away. She hated it. She wanted him to go away. She started to 
scream, but he put a hand over her mouth, and no sounds came out. "Uh-uh," 
he said. "No shouting. Don't wanna wake your mother, do you?" 

He started to drive his prong harder and faster into her snatch. She tried 
desperately to push his body off hers, but his cock was embedded inside her 
slit too far. 

"No! No! Don't do it!" she moaned. "Please stop! Ohhhh!! I don't want it! 
Ohh, no, stop! Stop!" 

"You wanted it with Walter, you little fucking tart!" he cried. "You wanted 
his prick and balls, and you're gonna get mine! You're gonna know what a man 
feels like up your snatch, baby! Not some boy, but a man! A real man, baby, 
is what I am, and I'm gonna fuck you so you'll never forget that!" 

He rammed his cock harder and harder into her cunt. His balls were pressed 
hard against her golden snatch, and he could feel her pussy walls closing in 
around his meat. 

He was rubbing her tits really hard. She felt the tears pouring down her 
cheeks, but there was nothing she could do to stop his cock from smashing up 
her bush. She was aching all over, and her father was really hurting her. 

He was fast approaching ejaculation. At least it would soon be over, she 
thought. She hated the idea of having her father's semen inside her pussy, 
getting her all slimy and dirty. Walter's jism was wonderful and sweet, but 
her father's cum would be horrid and filthy. 

"Ohhhh!! I'm gonna come, baby! Oooooh, baby, you're gettin' hot! Ohh!! Baby, 
get fucked! Ohhhhh!! Baby, I love it! Ohh, do I love it! Ohhhhh!!" 

His prick started to go wild, thrashing about inside her quim. She could 
feel it drawing in and out faster and faster, and then suddenly, as he 
pulled his cock out slightly, so that his prick could explode all the way 
down her narrow canal, she moved away quickly, and his cock was now 
completely out of her hole. 

It was too late. He couldn't jab it back into her hole quickly enough. He 
started to shoot cum all over her pussy, her belly and her tits as she 
prevented him from coming inside her cunt. 

"Ohhhhh!! You fucking bitch! Ohhhhh!! I'm coming! Ohhhhh!! You goddamn lousy 
whore! Ohhhhh!! Ohhhhhh!!" 

His thick hot jets of creamy sperm poured out of his tool and covered her 
body completely. She could watch the foam emerging from the slit at the tip 
of his dick, but she wouldn't let that spurting cock back inside her snatch. 
She had managed to avoid feeling his jism floating about inside her hole. 

His cock finished spurting. He had less cum to shoot than did Walter, and it 
pleased her. "You fucking cunt!" he cried. "You're gonna be sorry you did 
that. I'm gonna make you real sorry!" 

She turned away. "I had to," she said. "He was so much better than you. 
Walter's dick was bigger and harder, and he really knows how to fuck a girl. 
You're too mean, Daddy. You should take lessons from Walter." 

That got to him. He was in a sputtering rage. How dare his daughter talk to 
him like that! Boy, would she ever be sorry! He was already formulating 
plans for his revenge as he left her room. He would be back, he promised 
her. He would be back, and then she'd know who was better. She and her pussy 
would really be sorry she said that. His cock started to get hard again at 
the thought-of what he would do. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Walter got up after nine in the morning. He knew that he had to look for a 
job that day. He could waste no time. He was out of money, and the sooner he 
got a job, the better off he'd be. 

Mr. Rayburn went off to work, and his wife went shopping. Though Heather was 
supposed to go to school, she pretended she was sick. She wasn't feeling all 
that well because of what her father had done to her, but the real reason 
was that she wanted to tell her brother about what had happened to her. 

When Walter got up and went to get his breakfast, he noticed that his 
sister's coat was still hanging up on the coat rack. He went back upstairs 
to see if she was there. 

"Heather? Are you okay, Heather?" he asked. She began to moan slightly. He 
knelt down over her body and put his hand on her forehead to see if perhaps 
she had any fever. She had none, but she could hardly open her eyes. 

"Heather, baby, what happened?" he asked. "Please tell me. What's wrong? Are 
you okay?" 

She shook her head. "No," she mumbled. "Daddy...." 

"What about him?" asked Walter. "Is he sick?" 

"No," she said. "He did it to me." 

"Did what?" 

"He f-f-f-fucked m-me," she stammered. "He fucked me, Walter. He did it! 
Daddy fucked me! Ohhhhh!! DADDY FUCKED ME!!" She started to become 
hysterical. "DADDY FUCKED ME!! HE DID IT! OHHH!! I HATE HIM!! OHHHH!! HE 
FUCKED ME!!" 

Walter was shocked. "When?" asked her brother. "When did this all happen?" 

"Last night, after you left," she moaned. "Ohh, it was terrible!" 

"I'll kill him!" said Walter sharply. "The fucking cocksucker!" 

"He knows, Walter. He knows what we did. I think he was listening near the 
door. He knows. Please don't say anything to him." 

Walter looked thoughtful. "Okay," he said. "But are you okay now? I mean, 
did he really hurt you?" 

"I think so. A bit, anyway. Oh, Walter, hold me. Don't hurt me. Make me feel 
good again." 

"Sure, baby," he said. The idea that his father had fucked his sister was 
more than Walter could bear. He didn't want to fuck Heather now until she 
had washed all of the older man's jism away from her body. 

"Hey," he said. "Let's get away from this place today. I don't have to look 
for a job, and you didn't go to school. Let's go for a walk through the 
park, okay? Maybe if it stays warm out, we can go rowing on the lake." 

Heather thought that would be a swell idea, and the two of them left the 
house. Heather knew her folks would kill her if they found she had spent the 
day in the park rather than at school, so she wrote a note saying that she 
had decided she felt well enough to attend school. 

"We gotta be back by three-thirty," said Heather. "That's when I usually get 
back home." 

"Sure," he agreed. "They'll figure I oughta be finished job-hunting by then 
anyway." 

The day got warmer and warmer. "I hope the lake ain't too crowded," said 
Walter. "Just me and you. That oughta be really great." 

"Oh, I hope so too," she said. "We'll row on the lake and have it all to 
ourselves." 

"Look, there they are," said Walter. "C'mon, let's get into one and start 
rowing away!" 

They climbed into the boat. The lake was large, 'and they looked forward to 
spending a quiet day on the peaceful water. 

The temperature continued to climb. Walter rowed as Heather took in the sun. 
"Boy, it's hot!" exclaimed Walter. "I'm roasting. I'm gonna take off my 
shirt." 

He proceeded to do so, and as the rays of the sun beat down on his chest, he 
began to tan. 

"You're looking sexy like that," said Heather as she tried to cool off by 
opening her blouse just a bit. "You're much more muscular than Frank is, you 
know." 

"Yeah, the army builds men, so they say anyway," he grinned. He drew in the 
oars and the boat began to drift. They were in the middle of the lake, and 
Walter decided to relax for a bit. 

He slid off the seat and was lying face up in the bottom of the boat. "Hey," 
he said to his sister. "C'mon down on the floor and join me." He pulled her 
off the seat, and she slid down next to him. 

From the shore, it would look like the boat was empty and simply adrift, as 
they could not be seen above the edge of the rowboat. 

"Mmm, you smell good," said Walter. "I love your perfume." He buried his 
nose against her blouse, actually rubbing her tits with his nose. 

She squealed with delight as she was being tickled by his nose, and she let 
him rub her breasts all over as he sniffed her perfume. 

The sun was still beating down on them, and the heat forced Heather to 
unbutton her blouse still further. Now Walter was able to see inside her 
blouse, and he started to delicately fondle her breasts, rubbing the tips of 
his fingers against her small brown nipples. 

"Hey, don't do that here," she laughingly protested. "You'll rock the boat 
and we'll sink to the bottom." 

"You ever get fucked underwater?" he asked her. "That's what would happen. 
If we fell overboard, I'd just have to stick it in you on the bottom of the 
lake." 

She laughed. "Well, you better take care of me, 'cause I don't swim." 

"Sure," he said. "I'll take good care of you." He started to take care of 
her by rubbing her fleshy tits harder. His hands were inside her blouse, and 
he was rubbing and caressing her tit meat harder and harder. She felt her 
nipples becoming stiff and erect, and she began to feel a slight itchy 
sensation within her pussy. 

Her brother began to ruff his knee against her crotch. She looked at his 
legs, and found that there was a huge bulge between them. 

His dick was pushing his pants out at his fly. She watched him rub her 
groin, and it started to make her really hot inside. She wanted to reach out 
and touch his bulging fly, but she tried not to rock the boat as she did so. 

The outline of his dick was plain to see as his cock continued to get harder 
and harder. The more he rubbed his body against hers, the stiffer his pecker 
became, and he slowly began to unzip his fly, and take out his huge cock and 
balls. 

"Hey, not here," she gasped, laughing at the same time. "You ain't gonna 
fuck me here! The boat's gonna turn over!" 

"Nah," he said. "I'm gonna do it nice and easy. You're gonna feel my dick 
sliding up your cunt real easy." 

She felt a slight fear as he pressed his huge piece of dong against her 
body. He started to reach inside her jeans, to touch her juicing pussy, so 
he could get her all nice and hot to fuck her. 

"No," she said. "Please, Walter. Not here. It's dangerous." He wouldn't 
stop. His cock was hard and throbbing, and he was going to slide it gently 
into her hole. She would have nothing to worry about. Her cunt was going to 
feel his prick sloshing in and out and the boat wouldn't even know what was 
going on. 

"C'mon, baby, relax," he said. "If you relax, nothing will happen. I promise 
you. Look how hard it is, baby! It's really thick and hard and aching to 
feel your pussy around it." 

She found it more and more difficult to resist him. His pecker did look so 
tempting. She wanted it now. She couldn't control herself any longer. She 
gazed at his throbbing and pulsating meat, and she felt her hot pussy 
overflowing with her sweet jism. 

Her pussy felt his hand start to penetrate it. She spread her legs as wide 
as possible under the circumstances, and he started to fuck her first with 
one finger, and then with two, gradually increasing the number of fingers 
inside her slit, until he had nearly his entire hand slobbering all the way 
up her hot pussy canal. 

"Yes!" she moaned. "Yes, fuck me! Ohhhhh!! I want it! Fuck me! Fuck me, 
Walter! I want that cock! Ohhhh, it's so big, Walter! Fuck me!! I want cock, 
Walter! I want that cock! Ohhhh!!" 

She began to tremble with delight. He had to steady her as she' rolled 
slightly back and forth. If they were both calm about it, the boat would be 
unmoved, and they wouldn't tumble overboard. 

His cock was shaking slightly back and forth as he climbed on top of her. 
She looked at that long pointed spear getting ready to plunge deep into her 
hole, and she spread her legs wider. She had to have that meat now. Her 
whole body was craving that long hard dong. 

"Fuck me," she moaned. She was shivering from side to side. "Fuck me, 
Walter! Ohhhhh!! My pussy is on fire! I want cock, Walter! Ohh!! I want your 
cock and balls! Do it, Walter! Ohhhhhh!! I'm hot for you! Ohhhh!! I'm so 
hot! I'm burning up! I want your balls, Walter! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhhhhh!!" 

He started to go wild. She had never been like this before. His whole body 
wanted to ram right into her and rip her apart. His dick was harder than 
ever, and he pressed his cock slowly against her open honey pot, and he 
started to plunge it into her deeper and deeper until her pussy surrounded 
his big dong. 

Heather's juices were squishing out of her cunt. His balls were pressing up 
hard against her slit, and he was pumping his cock in and out of her 
delicately lubricated hole. 

He buried his face in her tits, and started to suck wildly on her nipples, 
making them harder than ever. The two of them started to rock back and forth 
as his whang smashed all the way into her hole. His whole body seemed to be 
entering her snatch, and as his meat rammed her faster and faster, the boat 
began to rock wildly. 

Heather's body twisted and turned as her brother fucked her harder and 
faster. His cock was going wild. He was losing control rapidly, and she knew 
that her pussy would soon be overflowing with his hot creamy jizz. 

Suddenly, he rammed her cunt so hard that she screamed wildly. Her body 
thrashed about, tipping the boat over, and brother and sister found 
themselves plunged into the icy lake. 

Heather panicked, but Walter remained calm. He looked up and realized that 
the boat had drifted dose to shore while they were fucking, and that they 
could swim or even crawl to the side of the lake. 

His cock slipped out of her hole and he pulled her along until they were up 
on dry land. It had taken only a few moments, and Heather was still trying 
to catch her breath. 

"Don't think about it," said Walter, who was still dripping water as he 
climbed back on top of her. They were both soaked to the skin, but Walter 
was too hot to think about anything but fucking his sister. His prick had 
never gotten soft, and he quickly reinserted his dong up the girl's quim, 
starting to fuck her as if nothing had happened. 

His body started to heat up again, until he was back where he started. His 
balls were slapping hard against her slit, and she felt that meat penetrate 
her cunt deeper and deeper. 

Now Heather wanted it more than ever. She had only temporarily cooled off, 
and she didn't care where she was. She wanted that cock of her brother's 
smashed into her pussy, and she spread her legs on the ground as wide as she 
could and tried to pull Walter into her even closer. 

His meat was tearing her up inside. Her hot pussy walls were so wet as her 
lubricating juices flowed, that he was slipping and sliding in and out of 
her pussy without any friction whatever. He had to really pound her hole 
hard to make his cock ready to explode. 

His prick was burning now. That long spear was thoroughly coated with 
Heather's hot syrups, and he started to nuzzle his face against her tits 
again, reaching underneath her body so he could touch her asshole. 

She was moaning with sheer delight as he was ready to come. His hot pole 
riveted her to the ground, and she hugged him tightly, her legs thrashing 
about in the air as Walter drove his dong all the way home. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHH!! OHHHHHHHHHH!!" Heather cried as that hard cock nearly 
ripped her up. "Ohhhhhh!! Fuck me! Ohhhhhh!!" Her clit was driving her 
crazy. She couldn't control herself. Her whole body was on fire. 

"I'm shooting T" he cried as his prick was ready to release his hot creamy 
sperm. "Ohhhhhhh!! Ohhhhhhhh!!" The thick hot waves of creamy jism slammed 
into her pussy, flooding her wet hole. She felt his jism cascading into her 
twat, and she screamed, rubbing her mouth against his, sliding her tongue 
into his face. 

Their bodies were covered with juice. His thick semen had begun to drip all 
over her body, and she even scooped up his cum with her fingers, and then 
put her hands to her mouth to lick off that hot juice. 

Her brother's dong was slowly getting soft as he pulled it out of her 
delicate cunt hole. She squeezed it with her pussy walls as he removed it 
from her snatch, and then rubbed whatever cum was left into his dong and 
balls. 

"Ohhh, that was so good," she sighed, smiling warmly at him as she gazed 
into his eyes. "Ohh, please do that again. Ohhhhh!!" 

He lay down next to her. He felt warm and comfortable lying there with his 
body touching hers. They had lost much of their clothing in the accident. It 
didn't matter. Nothing mattered as long as they had each other to touch and 
fondle and caress. 

Heather wrapped her arms around his body, and touched his soft cock. She 
wanted to make it hard again. She never wanted her brother's dick to get 
soft. If only it could be hard forever. 

"We gotta get home before Mom gets back," said Heather. "If she sees me like 
this, she'll scream." 

Walter agreed, and they raced home. They just made it. The moment Heather 
entered her room to put on a new blouse, their mother entered. She put her 
packages down and sprawled out on the living room sofa, propping her feet up 
on the coffee table. 

"Oh, hi, Ma," said Heather, pretending that today was just another very 
ordinary day. 

Mrs. Rayburn looked slowly toward her daughter. "Tell me, Heather, where 
were you today?" 

"At school, Ma. Didn't you get my note? I left it on the table for you. I 
got better, and...." 

"Heather, don't lie." 

"I ain't lying, Ma," she said. "It's the truth. You can ask my friend Betsy 
if you don't believe me." Heather hoped her mother would not call. 

"Well, if you say so, dear, " said her mother. "But I ran into Mrs. Grammon 
just before, and she said that while she was walking her dog into the park, 
she saw you and a guy. She didn't recognize the guy." 

"She was mistaken, Ma," said Heather. "How could it have been me? I was in 
school." 

"If you say so, dear," said Mrs. Rayburn. 

 CHAPTER RIGHT 

Several days passed, and Heather assumed that her mother had entirely 
forgotten that incident. She went off to school, and Walter went off to find 
a job. Nothing was said, until Frank called. 

"Oh, tell him I'm not home," said Heather. "Will you please do that, Ma? I 
just don't want to talk to him." 

Mrs. Rayburn did so, but then came back afterwards. "You don't see him any 
more, do you?" 

"Who? Frank? No, I don't. I don't want to. We had a fight, and I don't want 
to see him any more." 

"That's too bad. He's such a nice boy. Oh, by the way, Mrs. Grammon said 
yesterday after I introduced Walter to her, that she is sure now that it was 
you and Walter in the park that other day. She sounded very mysterious and 
strange when she said that. What were you doing in the park with your 
brother then?" 

"I wasn't there, Ma, your friend is wrong." Heather started to panic. Her 
mother did not believe her, and Heather wondered just what that old busybody 
actually saw. Did she see them fucking? It would be terrible if their mother 
ever found out. 

The next day, at about six, Heather managed to talk to Walter alone. "I 
think she knows," she said to him. "She told me we were in the park. Some 
dumb neighbor saw us." 

"Oh, don't worry about it," said Walter. "She can only suspect. She doesn't 
really know, and never will if we're careful." 

They watched their parents getting ready to go out. "We're going to visit 
the Clamptons," said their mother. "We'll be back at around eleven or so. 

Walter and Heather were overjoyed that their parents were going out and 
would leave them alone for a while. little did they suspect that their 
mother had other plans up her sleeve. 

Walter started to chase Heather around the room and Heather was laughing 
wildly as she ran away from him. "You'll never catch me," she said, rushing 
into the bathroom and locking the door. 

"Hey, that's not fair," protested Walter. "You gotta let me in! Open up! 
Open the fucking door!" 

"No!" she yelled. "Not until I take my bath." 

"What are you talking about?" he demanded to know. "This is no time for a 
bath." 

"Yes it is," she said. "I feel all dirty and sweaty. That's why I didn't 
want you to catch me. I'll be out in twenty minutes." 

"But I like my girls to be dirty and sweaty. It gets me even harder that 
way. C'mon, Heather, I got something hard and juicy for you." 

"You'll have to wait for it," she said. "You'll just have to be patient, 
that's all." 

She started to run the water in the tub. Walter left the hallway and went 
back to his room. His dick was really hard, and he was rubbing it gently, 
just to make it harder, but not rapidly enough to make him come. 

His cock was starting to get hotter and hotter, and he went back to the 
bathroom door and started to pound on it. "Let me in!" he cried. "C'mon, 
Heather! Let me in!" 

He found a hairpin on the floor, and he inserted it into the keyhole. He 
twisted and turned it, and suddenly, the door flew open. 

"Ohhhhhh!!" Heather screamed. "Get out!" She was in the tub, lying on her 
back, rubbing her pussy underneath the warm water. 

She saw her brother standing there with his dick and balls hanging out of 
his pants. His cock was really hard, and though she started to lick her 
lips, as if she could actually taste his cock meat, she asked him to leave 
again. "I'm not ready yet," she said. "C'mon, Walter. Don't be a rat. I want 
to be sweet-smelling for you." 

"You are smelling-sweet already," he told her as he reached inside the tub 
and began to rub his fingers against her hole. "Mmmm, this smells really 
good, baby. Ohhhh, it feels great too! You look really great like this." He 
began to undress. She watched him carefully, and she knew just what he was 
going to do. 

He took off his shirt, and then removed his pants. His hard cock was 
dangling above Heather's head as he moved closer and closer to the tub. She 
looked up at his prick and started to press her fingers even harder into her 
wet pussy. He climbed into the tub with her. The first thing she reached for 
was his hairy balls, and she squeezed them hard as he pushed her up against 
the side of the tub. 

He forced her to slide on top of him as his body sank to the bottom of the 
bathtub. "Hey, that's not fair," she said. "I'm cold." Most of her body was 
now out of the water, and Walter turned on the faucets again to fill up the 
tub even more. 

"There, that oughta keep you warm," he said as the water started to cover 
her body again. 

He sat upright in the tub, his long pecker sticking out in front of him. She 
was gently lowering her body so that she was sitting right on top of his 
hard prong. 

"Hey, baby, that's good!" he exclaimed as he felt her ass touching his dick. 
"Yeah, baby, that's good! Sit on it, Heather. Sit right down on my hard meat 
and see how that feels!" 

He grasped his shaft and pushed it upward into her pussy. She felt the long 
meat pumping into her hole, and she helped him guide it all the way up ..her 
slit. 

He leaned back and let his sister move up and down along his greasy pole. It 
was inserted all the way into her vagina, and she squeezed her legs tightly 
around his dork, feeling that hard tool penetrating her as far as it could 
go. 

"Ooooh, that's good!" she squealed as she started to move up and down on his 
rod. "Ohhhhh, that's so good! Pinch my tits, Walter! Ohhhh!! Rub me! Make me 
hot! Ohhhhhh!! That's so good! Oooooooh, I love that!" 

He rubbed his hands against her breasts. Her nipples were already hard and 
stiff, and he pumped his prick in and out, up and down, along her hot 
creaming slit. 

Her ass came down hard on his balls, and the more she squeezed them, the 
more he liked it. His nuts were swollen and ready to shoot hot cum into her 
pussy, and he was beginning to pant and breathe more and more heavily. 

She started to rub her hands against his chest, and she could feel his 
nipples getting aroused. She pressed her head against his face, and he 
started to kiss her wildly. 

His cock was hot and getting hotter. He pushed and grunted as he pulled her 
body down hard on his, forcing his cock to penetrate her slit even further. 

"You like getting fucked?" he asked her. "You wanna always be fucked like 
this?" 

"Ohhhh, yeahhhh," she moaned. "Ohhhh, it's so good! It feels even harder 
this way. Ohhhh, I love it! Fuck me harder, Walter! Ohhhh! That's so good, 
baby. Ohhhhh!! Fuck me, Walter! Fuck me! Fuck me!" 

His cock was ramming her hole faster and faster. His balls quivered under 
the water as she sat up and down, smashing them against her ass. She could 
feel the hard rocks inside when she placed her hand underneath her ass and 
started to rub his hairy nuts. 

His long thick tube slid in and out of her cunt. The water was splashing 
over the side of the tub as they fucked, but they didn't mind. They would 
clean it up later. 

"Come on, faster!" she cried, sitting up and down as rapidly as she could. 
"Fuck me faster, Walter!! Do it harder! Ohhhhhh!! Fuck me! Ohhhhh!! Fuck me 
harder! Oohhhhhh!! Aieeeeee!! 

Fuck me! Ohhhhhh!" 

She rubbed his balls in a wild frenzy, and he manipulated her knobby tits, 
nearly making her nipples to pop right off her flesh. 

They were rocking back and forth in the tub, his dong slamming upward harder 
and further into her creamy hole. 

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she begged. "Ohhhh!!! Fuck me! C'mon, ram me! 
Fuck me harder! Ohhhhhh!! Ohhhhhh!!" 

His meat slapped hard into her hole. Her tube was burning with his hard 
spike. They twisted and turned and his balls felt as if they were on fire. 

"I'm gonna shoot!" he cried, as he nearly ripped her tits off. "I'm gonna 
fuck her hard, baby! Ohhhhh!! I'm gonna come! Ohhhhhh!!'-' 

"Yes!" she cried. "Come! I want it! I want your cum! I want it inside me! 
Ohhhh!! Your cock is hard! Ohhhhh!! It's so stiff! I want cock! Ohhhhhh!! 
Fuck me!! Ooooohhhh, it's so hard and hot! I want it! Fuck me! Fuck me! 
Ohhhhhh!! Shove it in harder! Ohhhhhh!!" 

Walter went wild. His prick exploded inside her snatch, and the thick hot 
gobs of creamy jism spurted out of the tip of his dork and flooded her 
pussy. 

It began to drip out of her hole and seep into the bathwater. His whole body 
shook with delight as he climaxed violently, shoving his tool so far into 
her meaty canyon that she could almost feel the cum pouring out of her 
burning asshole. 

He grunted and groaned as his prick spent inside her hole. He shook with 
wild abandon as the jism rocketed through her body. He was really giving her 
the fuck of her life. 

They began to relax as his dick finished spurting his hot jism inside her 
hole. Her clit had driven her wild, and she screamed again when he started 
to pull his dick out of her cunt. 

"No!" she cried. "I want it inside me! Don't take it out! Please fuck me 
again. Please! Ohhhhh!! That was so good! Ohhhhhh!!" 

"Yeah sure, baby," he said. "I'm gonna fuck you again, I'm gonna fuck you so 
hard my dick will come right out your fucking mouth!" 

"This I gotta see," said a sarcastic voice at the entrance to the bathroom. 
"That oughta be real cute." 

Both Heather and Walter froze. Neither dared to look around to see who was 
there. They knew. They recognized that voice. 

Mrs. Rayburn slowly entered the bathroom. "Nothing like a little brotherly 
love, is there Walter?" 

His face was scarlet. There was no way to cover up their nude bodies, and 
they were both afraid to look their mother in the face. 

"So Mrs. Grammon was right," said their mother softly. "I knew she was. 
She's got an eagle eye. She said she saw you two fucking. Well, that's just 
what you were doing now. So this is why, you little tart, you wouldn't see 
Frank any more. You found another playmate." 

Mrs. Rayburn sat down on the closed toilet seat. Walter and Heather slowly 
started to get up. They didn't quite know what to say to her, and so they 
thought they would both simply get up out of the tub, and go into their own 
rooms. 

"Not so fast, Walter," said his mother. "I wanna talk to you. I think we 
gotta have a nice long talk. You, Heather. You get outta here, you dirty 
little tramp. You're gonna get a good hard damn spanking. Don't think you 
can't get spanked at your age, 'cause you can." 

As Heather walked by her mother, she was thrown into the hallway. When 
Heather was out of the bathroom, Mrs. Rayburn locked the door and confronted 
her son. 

"Now what the fuck was this all about?" she asked. "Your own sister. You 
oughta be ashamed of yourself. She's so young, too." 

Walter was silent. His mother was really furious, and there was no way to 
deal with her when she was like that. 

She watched him climb out of the tub. She couldn't get her eyes off his huge 
dangling dong as he walked past her. "You ain't goin' nowhere," she said to 
him. "You're gonna stay right here until we get this thing all settled. You 
got me?" 

"Oh, whaddaya want?" he asked her, not really interested in what she had to 
say. 

"Sit down." 

He sat on the edge of the tub. His cock and balls were hanging over the 
edge, and his mother simply could not stop staring at it. "You oughta be 
ashamed of yourself," she repeated. "Taking advantage of a poor young girl 
like that. Is that what the army taught you?" 

"No," he said. "We just got carried away, that's all. She wasn't harmed by 
it." 

"No? With the looks of that thing, you could hurt an elephant or a horse. 
Christ, your father ain't built like that. Where did you get it from?" 
Walter blushed. He knew that she was talking about his prick and balls and 
it made him self-conscious. "I don't know," he mumbled. "I guess it's okay." 

"Okay?" she laughed. "It's more than okay. Son, you've got the biggest damn 
piece of meat I've ever seen. And I've seen a lot of them and don't tell 
your father I said that." 

Walter grinned. "So you screw around too, eh, Ma?" 

She laughed. "Course I do. You don't expect me to put up with your father's 
whang all the time, do you? Hell, he can't even get it up half .the time. 
You bet I screw around. Long ones, short ones, fat ones, skinny ones. All 
kinds of dongs have been inside my snatch, but none of them were like yours. 
Holy shit! You've got the longest and fattest piece of meat I've ever seen, 
and that includes pictures." 

The talk about his cock made it start to get hard, and his mother looked at 
his meat growing slowly. His prick was becoming quite erect, and as Walter 
sat on the tub, his dick began to poke straight out at his mother. 

"I could almost reach it from here," she said, still sitting a few feet away 
on the toilet seat. She held her hand out, but it didn't quite make it to 
his prick. "You get a little harder, son, and I bet I could touch it from 
over here." She got up, however. "Hell, ain't no need to stretch for it. I'm 
gonna touch it where it is." 

Walter was taken aback as his mother walked over to the tub and started to 
rub his cock. He was shocked that a woman would even want to touch her son's 
hard-on, but as she rubbed it, he couldn't bring himself to push her away. 

There was something gentle and firm about her touch. The kind of touch that 
only a woman who has had sex for many years, who had lots of experience 
could manage. She rubbed his organ harder and harder, and it began to swell 
up so much that he was sure it would soon reach over to the toilet seat. 

"Ma, do you think you should be doing this?" he asked softly. 

She grinned at him. "I don't know what I should or shouldn't be doin', son, 
but I sure as hell am gonna do it. It's makin' me really hot, son. I'm 
feelin' all hot you know where. Put your hand there and feel how hot and wet 
I'm gettin' for you. I'm really bumin' up, Walter. Just feel it." Walter 
kept his hands at his side, and his mother reached out and grabbed his arm, 
thrusting it between her legs. She forced him to feel her hot snatch and as 
he touched her pussy, his dick throbbed so much that for a wild moment he 
had the fantasy of ramming his prick right through his mother's hot cunt. 

"Feel shy, son?" she said. "You ain't got no reason to feel shy. What with 
your meat and all, you should wanna ram every girl you see. 'Cept your 
sister. You ain't got no rights with her." 

"Oh, Ma, let up on that. She wanted it as much as I did. You should have 
seen her go wild when she saw my crotch. She made it hard the first time. I 
didn't want to touch her, but she grabbed me and goosed and groped me. I 
couldn't help it then. I got a real big hard-on, and she just unzipped my 
pants. What could I do? I stuck it in her. We both loved it. I didn't take 
advantage of her." 

"Yeah, well, you do turn the girls on, I bet. We'll talk about that later, 
son. But you do have the biggest dick in all creation." Walter's mother 
started to rub her son's cock harder and harder. She had grabbed hold of his 
balls and wouldn't let go. His cock was so stiff now that even if she'd 
stopped masturbating him and fondling his balls, he wouldn't have gone soft. 

"C'mon, Walter, rub my pussy. You know what a hot pussy feels like. Well, 
you ain't never felt no cunt as hot as mine. It's all juicy now, baby. Just 
all hot and wet for my nice big baby boy." 

Walter reached out and started to slide his hands underneath his mother's 
skirt again. Her panties were sopping wet now, and he started to push her 
panties down, straining to insert his fingers up his mother's hole. 

He could feel the lubricating juices pouring out of her slit. It was so hot 
that her creams seemed to be coming out of her cavern in bursts of steam, 
rather than as liquid. 

"Yeah, Walter, baby, rub that cunt! Ohhhh, I bet you ain't never felt a 
pussy like that before. I'm gonna really love feelin' your hard dick meat 
inside my hole! Ohhhh, I'm gonna let you fuck me, Walter. You're gonna have 
a ball fuckin' me. I bet you always wanted to fuck your mama. Well, now's 
your chance, son. Now's your chance to really fuck your mama and show her 
what a fine stud she has for a son." 

Walter was going wild. His dick was throbbing really bad now, and he ached 
to smash his cock all the way up his mother's hot juicy slit. 

But Walter still wasn't sure if it was right to fuck his mother. He had 
never thought about it before, but somewhere he thought he had been told it 
was wrong. Still, his cock was ready to burst. He had to do something. If he 
didn't fuck his mom, he would have to rush into his bedroom and beat the 
living daylights out of his cock. 

"You ain't afraid, are you, son?" she asked. "C'mon, I'll show you how it's 
done. You just take your huge hung of meat and ram it right here. C'mon, I 
ain't gonna hurt you. I got your prick in my hand now, boy, and I'm gonna 
slide it all the way into my thirsty pussy." 

Walter let his mother take hold of his cock and press it against her cunt. 
He felt all hot inside as his mother forced the tip of his cock into her 
tight and narrow slit. 

"Ooooh, that sure feels good!" she exclaimed as the tip of his cock started 
to push into her hole. "Boy, you sure are a fuckin' stud! Ohhhhh!! My pussy 
is on fire, baby! Ohhhhhh!!" 

Walter started to mount his mother. He lost all previous traces of 
reluctance, and began to pound his meat harder and harder into his mother's 
dripping pussy slit. 

She spread her legs wide. She wanted to open herself up to his whang, and 
feel every inch of his long and thick hard meat ramming her pussy. 

"Yeah, boy, that's it! C'mon and fuck me harder! Show me you're a real man, 
Walter! Show me you know how to fuck a woman!" 

His huge pecker slipped easily into her incredibly juiced-up hole. She was 
holding onto his balls, forcing his cock further into her narrow channel, 
and he smashed; harder and further into her hole, pushing his prong against 
the sides of her cunt walls. 

She pushed her tits into his face, ordering him to lick them. "Let's see you 
suck those tits, Walter! C'mon, make my nipples hard. Let's see you do now 
what you did as a baby! You sucked my tits when you were born, Walter, and I 
want to feel your teeth on them now!" 

He licked and slurped her nipples and tits while smashing and ramming his 
dong up her hot lubricated cunt. 

"C'mon, Walter, fuck me harder! Show me you can really fuck! Fuck me, boy! 
Fuck your mother! Fuck me! Ohhhhh!! Ram it in harder, Walter! Ram your 
fuckin' cock all the way up my fuckin' bush!" 

He smashed and pounded his hard flesh into her. Her vagina was getting a 
real beating from his pecker. He was drilling a hole in her scummy canal 
with his red-hot poker, and she was twisting and writhing as he fucked her. 

"I wanna feel it now, son!" she cried. "Ohhhhhhhh! 'My clit is gonna come! 
It's gonna come, Walter! Ohhhh!! I'm gonna come! C'mon and shoot your jism, 
boy! Shoot it! Make it real hot! I wanna feel it! Fuck me! Ohhhhhh!! Fuck 
me! Fuck me!" 

Walter went wild. His prick smashed harder and deeper into his mother's 
twat. He couldn't control himself. His hard-on was thrashing about inside 
her hole. 

He was just about ready to come. He couldn't take another moment of this. He 
ground his prong into her fucking wet slit, and gnawed at her tit meat, 
eating up her nipples and slobbering all over them. 

"I'm coming!" he screamed as the thick jets of creamy jism began to spurt 
out of his hot dong. "I'm shooting! Ohhh!! Get fucked, Mother! Ohhh!! Get 
fucked! Ohhh!! That's good! Ohhh!!" 

The walls of her pussy were beginning to get coated with his hot jism. He 
went wild as his prick erupted. "OHHH! AIIIEEEE!! OHHHH!! GET FUCKED, 
MOTHER!! OHHH!! I'M COMING!! I'M SHOOTING!! OHHH!!" 

His body was racked with pleasure as he shot. More and more jism spurted out 
of his dick, flooding his mother's vagina. He was twisting and writhing as 
his balls danced about wildly, slapping against her tender pussy lips. 

She rubbed the seeping jism onto her pussy. She didn't want a single drop of 
her son's hot cream to escape her hole. 

As his prick slowed down, she began to breathe more easily. She had become 
totally flooded with his jism. She loved every drop of that hot cream 
pouring into her slit. 

"That was great, son," she said. "You're still young, and you have things to 
learn, but that was good. I'll teach you, Walter. With my instruction and 
that huge cock of yours, you'll go far to become the town's greatest stud. 
Just mark my word, Walter. You just wait and see." 

"Ma, I don't think that-" 

"Nonsense," said Mrs. Rayburn. "You're gonna do as I say. I raised you, and 
part of that dick is mine. So you be a good boy and we'll have lots of good 
times together." 

"But Ma-" 

"No buts, Walter. We'll do this together. And," she added, "you're to keep 
your fuckin' hands off that trampy sister of yours. Don't touch her, you 
understand? Your cock is never to go near her again. If you do fuck her, 
there's gonna be trouble. So you be nice to me, and you and your mama are 
gonna be the very best of friends." 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Mrs. Rayburn kept a close watch on her two children. She wanted her son for 
herself, and didn't want Heather to ever get that close to him again. Now 
she knew why Heather had given up Frank. She was being fucked by her brother 
and didn't want anyone else. Who would, of course, she told herself, after 
experiencing Walter's thick cock? No one else could even come close to 
giving as much pleasure as Walter could. 

"Walter, I'm going crazy!" complained Heather to her brother in a rare 
moment when they were alone. They were never left alone enough to get 
something started, and Heather took every opportunity to complain to Walter 
whenever they were even near each other. 

"I know," said Walter. "So am I." 

"Maybe when you get a job I can see you in your own place," she suggested. 
"How long will it be before you get a job?" 

Walter looked discouraged. "I don't know," he said. "The way things are 
going, I may very well never get a goddamn fucking job." 

"So what will you do?" she asked. 

"Re-enlist, I suppose." 

Heather was shocked. "But you can't do that!" she wailed. "Oh, Walter, you 
simply can't do that. Ohhh, that would be terrible." 

"Yeah, but not as terrible as living here and being out of work," he told 
his sister. 

"But what about me?" she asked. "What will happen to me? I won't ever get to 
see you." 

"You could come with me," he said, half in jest. 

"Come with you? How? What would I do? Oh, I would love to. I would give up 
school and everything. Mom and Dad wouldn't have to know even. I'll just run 
away. Oh, Walter, that's wonderful. Did you really mean that?" 

"I don't know. There would be problems. Maybe." The more he thought about 
it, the better it sounded. Why not? Why couldn't he take his sister with 
him? He could say he got married and pass her off as his wife. That way, 
they could be together all the time. 

"Oh, please, Walter!" she cried. "Oh, please take me with you if you go. I'd 
die if I couldn't even see you." 

Walter thought more and more about it, and came to the conclusion that it 
would be interesting to try it. "I think I am going to re-enlist," he said. 
"We'll have to figure out the details of it." 

Walter went to re-enlist in the army. Job-hunting had proved fruitless, and 
he would stay in the army for several more years, and then decide whether to 
make a career of it or try again on the job market. 

"Oh," he said to the officer in charge, "I'm married now. I'll need quarters 
for my wife also." 

"Hey, congratulations," said the officer. "I bet she's a real looker, ain't 
she?" 

"The best," said Walter. "Yeah, she's a dynamite girl." 

Heather left a note for her parents, saying that she had decided to run away 
to Chicago. That would keep them away from her at least for a while. Though 
she knew that her folks could ultimately find out, by then it would be too 
late for them to do anything about it. 

"I hope they don't ask to see a marriage license or something like that," 
said Heather. 

"If they do, we'll get one," replied Walter. "Don't look so shocked. Getting 
married legally couldn't be difficult. We do everything as if we're married 
anyway." 

"Yeah," said Heather, lying down on the sofa of the not-too-well-furnished 
quarters for married army men. 

"I gotta report for duty tomorrow morning," he said. "We oughta have one 
last fling. There's a party for the new men down at Patton Hall. We oughta 
go. It's gonna be fun." 

Heather agreed. She was really excited about the new life she was going to 
lead. It was different and thrilling, and she couldn't wait for her 
"husband" to come home every day. She looked forward to endless hours of 
sheer pleasure and delight with her brother. 

The party was a dull affair, except that most of the guys and their girls 
got really drunk. Walter had a difficult time trying to get the guys away 
from his sister. They were all interested in her, and he knew that she was 
the best-looking girt around. 

Walter, however, also had too much to drink, and he was starting to get 
turned on by the other guys' wives and girlfriends. 

One older man started to pay Heather a great deal of attention. She looked 
around for her brother to protect her, since it was obvious that this guy 
wanted to fuck her. But he was nowhere to be seen. She ran into another room 
and discovered Walter talking to a very pretty girl, looking at her up and 
down, and he had a bulge right at his crotch. 

"Hey," said Heather. "Forget about me?" 

"Who's this, your sister?" asked the girl that Walter was talking to. 

He turned white. "Uh, urn, she's my, urn ... she's my wife." 

"Yeah, funny how married people get to look alike. She looks just like you, 
except her tits are bigger." The girl thought that was very funny, and 
started to laugh. Walter joined in and so did Heather, out of relief that 
the girl didn't really know their secret. 

The girl loosened up her dress, so that Walter could look down the top of 
her dress and see the girl's nipples. He could barely get his eyes off her. 
Heather was getting increasingly annoyed. She wanted her brother to pay her 
some attention. "C'mon, Walter. I wanna go home," she said. "I'm tired." 

"Ooh, the poor wifey is tired," snickered the girl. "Send her home to bed, 
won't you handsome?" 

Heather was furious that Walter was still paying attention to this girl, but 
she said nothing. She sat down on the nearest chair and waited. 

Walter went over to her, and, to demonstrate to the girl that Walter 
beglonged to his "wife," Heather kissed him passionately, causing his cock 
to get even harder. 

Heather put a hand on her brother's fly, and massaged that hardening bulge. 
The girl watched this all very carefully. She started to giggle when she saw 
Heather manipulating Walter's crotch. 

"Hey, wifey still turns you on, don't she? That's real nice. Does she turn 
you on more than I do?" The girl joined Heather in touching Walter's bulging 
dick. Heather was furious, but she didn't want to make a scene, and she 
tried to pull Walter away from the girl, but that was proving to be 
impossible. 

Both girls were now rubbing Walter's dick. He enjoyed being the center of 
attention like that, and his cock was really throbbing now, and Walter sched 
to be able to unzip his pants and feel the juicy pussies of both girls. 

The older girl went to close the door. She didn't want anyone to come in and 
spoil the party. She was determined that she would have a good time with 
this handsome stud, "wife" or no. 

Heather felt her pussy juices flowing madly as she pressed her lips against 
Walter's crotch. She started to pull down his zipper with her teeth, 
lowering it slowly, until his enormously stiff dong sprang out of his pants. 

"Ooooh," sighed the girl, looking at Walter's hard-on for the first time. 
"It's sooo big! Ohh, I like big ones. Ohhh, your cock is so big and hard! 
Ohhhh!! I want it! Ohhh!!" 

The girl started to push Heather out of the way as she sank down to her 
knees and began to lick Walter's balls. Heather started to fight her way 
back, and began to lick her brother's shaft with her tongue. 

Feeling two girls sucking his cock and balls was turning Walter on so much, 
that he had to pull away several times, because he didn't want his prick and 
balls to overheat and shoot his hot cum before he had fully enjoyed the 
pleasure that they were bringing him. 

Heather now felt her pussy juices flowing so wildly that she reached inside 
her dress and felt her panties. She pushed her panties away from her hairy 
bush, and started to finger-fuck herself, aching to feel Walter's dick 
sliding in and out of her hole. 

The girl too, began to cream between her legs. Her snatch was really hot. 
Wanting to feel Walter's dick and balls for the first time made her pussy so 
hot that she could practically feel the squishy juices starting to steam as 
they poured out of her crack. 

The girl began to remove her dress. As soon as Walter saw the girl's 
lusciously fleshy tits, he pressed his lips to her nipples and started to 
suck on them as if he were sucking on his mother's tits. He tried to get 
whatever juice he could out of those hot nipples, and the girl went wild, 
rubbing Walter's hot nuts as hard as she could. 

"Ohhhh!!" the girl sighed. "I want your cock! Ohhhh!! I want it! Ohhh!! 
Gimme your cock! Gimme your cock and balls! I want it! Ohhh!! I want to be 
fucked! Ohhh!! I want to be fucked hard!" 

The girl took off her dress slowly as Walter's tongue followed her hands 
wherever she put them on her body. He finally was able to bury his face 
against her panties. 

"Take them off," the girl moaned. "Ohhh!! My panties are hot and wet! I want 
you inside my pussy! Please fuck me, stud! Ohhhh!! I want this hard cock and 
balls inside my pussy! Please! Ohhh!!" 

The girl was completely nude now, and Walter's attention was entirely on 
her. Heather was still finger-fucking herself when she realized that her 
brother was no longer paying her any attention. 

Heather quickly removed her clothes too, not wanting that girl to get 
Walter's dick up her snatch. The two girls were lying down on the floor, 
both of them completely naked, and Walter's hard dong was pressed up against 
the other girl's slit as Heather tried to pull that cock and balls back 
toward her own juicing pussy. 

"Hey!" cried the girl. "You'll rip it off. Then it won't do any of us any 
good. He'll take turns, won't you, stud?" 

Walter nodded and grinned. That would be just the way he wanted it. He could 
have both Heather and this other luscious number. He would fuck them both. 
He would ram his pecker up one slit, and then pound the other juicy twat. 
His cock was pulsating wildly now as he ached to ram his organ deep into 
both of those steaming nests. 

"Fuck me!" cried the girl as she grabbed hold of Walter's balls and squeezed 
them. "Fuck me! I want it! Fuck me first!" 

His cock was pressed up against the girl's quivering cunt lips. She was 
spreading her legs as wide as she could, trying to draw in his cock as if 
her pussy were a whirlpool sucking in everything that approached it. 

She took hold of his cockhead and pushed it between the flaps of her pussy. 
He slid into her cunt gently, and she screamed as she squeezed her pussy 
walls against his hard and pulsating flesh. 

Walter's hands were on the girl's tits, and he squeezed her nipples, making 
them really hard and erect. Heather tried to climb on top of Walter, to feel 
her bush against his ass, but the girl screamed as the weight was too much 
for her. 

Walter's dong plunged deeper and deeper into the girl's cunt. He was juicing 
up faster and faster, and his balls were slapping hard against that hot 
pussy. 

The girl's pussy hairs were sopping wet as her lubricating creams spilled 
all over her crotch. She moved her legs from side to side as his rod pounded 
her hole harder and harder. 

"Fuck me, stud!" she screamed. "Ohhhh!! Fuck me fucking hard, baby! Ohhhh!! 
I want it, baby! Fuck me! Ohhh! Really fuck me, baby! Ohhh!!" 

Heather managed to get her face between Walter's cock and the girl's hot 
snatch, and she started to lick that long tool each time he pulled it out of 
the girl's meat. Her tongue was on his pole as he plunged it back into the 
delicious valley between the girl's legs. 

Heather now licked Walter's hot hairy balls, coating them with her mouth 
juice, and she tasted the twat cream that was all over them. She was 
actually sucking the other girl's cunt juices as Walter fucked her. The 
three of them were fucking and sucking wildly, and Heather made a desperate 
effort to get Walter's prick out of the girl's pit. 

Walter saw what Heather was doing, and he withdrew his cock from the girl's 
cunt, and started to push his meat into Heather's open well. He was now 
fucking his sister as the other girl had to content herself with fondling 
Walter's hot nuts. 

"Gimme that cock back!" she screamed. "Gimme that fucking cock and balls! I 
want it! I wanna be fucked!" 

She was twisting and turning, pressing her hands against her own pussy as 
she enviously watched Heather being fucked. She was almost ready to climax, 
and she wanted that hot juicy spear pounding hard inside her steaming nest. 

The girl began to push Heather away. Walter's dick slipped out of his 
sister's cookie jar, just as he was also about to come. The girl quickly 
grabbed hold of Walter's hard shaft and pulled it into her cunt. 

He was almost about to shoot. His cock was smashing harder and harder into 
the girl's meat. His balls were dancing about wildly, and he gnawed at the 
girl's tits as his prick became frantic with sheer excitement. 

"Ohhh!! I'm gonna come!" he cried. "Get fucked, baby! Ohhh!! I'm gonna come! 
Ohhh!!" His prick went faster and faster. His hot juicy balls were swinging 
wildly, banging hard against the girl's juicy tunnel. He squeezed her tits 
and nipples as she squeezed his balls. 

Heather watched her brother fucking this other girl and she started to 
masturbate frantically. Her entire body was writhing with ecstasy as she 
fucked herself faster and faster. 

"C'mon, big stud!" cried the girl. "I wanna feel that hot jism smashing into 
my pussy! Fuck me! Ohhh!! C'mon! Come! I wannit! I wanna feel it! Ohhh!! I'm 
gonna come! Ohhhh!! Ohhh!! Aiiieeeee! Ohhhh!! Fuck me!! Ohhh!! Fuck me! Fuck 
me!" 

The girl screamed at the top of her lungs as her cunt spewed her lubricants 
forth. She rolled about with Walter's dick still pounding harder and deeper 
up her slit, and sire suddenly started to feel that sweet cream pouring into 
her hole. 

"GET FUCKED!! OHHHH!! GET FUCKED!! OHHHH!! I'M COMING I'M SHOOTING!! OHHH!! 
AAAARRRGGGCHHHHH!! OHHHH!! I'M COMING!! I'M COMING! OHHHH!!" 

The thick hot jets of sweet prick juice spurted out of his burning dong, and 
flooded the girl's meat. His juice could not put out her fire, it only made 
it bum higher and hotter. 

"Fuck me more!" she screamed. "Fuck me!! 

Ohhh! Fuck me again! Ohhh!! More! Do it again!" The girl grasped Walter's 
balls and held them in her fist. She wouldn't let go. She wanted that cock 
to pour hot jism into her snatch again and again. She couldn't be satisfied 
with just one fuck. She had to have cock and more cock, and Walter's dong 
was the best prick meat she had had in a fuck of a long time. 

His prick remained hard, and he started to fuck her twat again. He slammed 
it into her, and again his prick opened up and poured his hot jizz into her. 
She could not get enough cock. She still had to have cock. 

Heather was furious with her brother. He had actually fucked that other girl 
with Heather right there. She knew now that she couldn't compete with the 
girl and she lay back, having to content herself with her own fingers 
ramming her hot cunt. She was so upset she nearly started to cry. 

Walter had fucked the other girl three times, and would have gone for a 
fourth, when they realized the party was breaking up. He got his dong out of 
the girl's snatch and began to dress. 

"Let's go," he said to his sister. "It's late. Are you okay?" 

She wouldn't answer him now. She wanted to see him alone. She had to tell 
him how miserable she felt. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

When they got back to their living quarters, Heather broke down in tears. 
She was so upset. She had come to live with her brother pretending to be his 
wife, and almost as soon as they get there, he goes off and fucks another 
girl. 

"Gosh, I'm sorry," he said. "I'm a little tight." 

"A little! You drank like a fish, and then you went and did that awful 
thing! Oh, Walter, how could you!" 

His sister was starting to cry again. If there was one thing that Walter 
could not stand it was a woman crying. He put his arm around her and tried 
to comfort her. She couldn't decide whether to push him away for what he had 
done, or to let him touch her because it still felt good. 

He wouldn't let her push him away, and he started to kiss his sister on the 
lips. "You know she didn't mean anything to me," said Walter. "I guess I 
just got horny, and she was there, playing with my dick. I didn't mean to 
fuck her." 

"Yeah," wailed Heather, "but you fucked her three times! Oh, how could you 
do that to me! I'm so upset!" 

She began to cry again. Walter wished she would stop, and to get her to 
stop, he started to kiss her again. 

He pressed his lips against hers, and pressed his tongue into her mouth. She 
sucked on his tongue as if it were his cock, slurping her juices all over 
it, and feeling that tongue start to touch the back of her mouth. 

He pushed her down onto the sofa, his tongue still inside her face. He was 
now pressing his hand against her crotch, and he could feel just how wet her 
pussy was, starting to feel guilty that he had neglected her all evening. 

Her cunt was boiling hot. She had had to finger-fuck herself, and that had 
left her completely unsatisfied. Her pussy was so wet, that his fingers 
began to get coated with her hot lubricating foam the moment he touched her 
nest. He slowly started to slide a finger up her snatch, and she eagerly 
squeezed her legs around his fingers, aching to feel his cock there. 

Heather pulled her dress up over her head slowly. As she did so, Walter slid 
down her body with his tongue, coating her tits and nipples, and then her 
belly with her saliva. 

He pushed his head underneath her raised dress, and started to lick the spot 
he had been fingering. He tasted her sweet pussy juices as he continued to 
finger-fuck her, and his tongue joined his finger in pushing deep into her 
craving pussy. 

"Now I want it!" she yelled. "Ohhhh!! I really want it, Walter! I want it so 
bad! Please! Please!" 

His face was buried between her legs. She spread her legs as wide as was 
possible, and she felt his tongue entering her hole deeper and deeper. 

She had never been sucked out like that, and it was driving her crazy with 
delight. Her entire body was getting so hot that she felt as if she might 
bum into a cinder at any moment. 

"Eat me!" she moaned. "Ohhhh, Walter, that's so good! Eat my pussy! Ohhh!! 
Suck me out! Ohhh!!" 

Walter started to push his lips hard into her juicy well. He sucked and 
slurped up all her hot cunt cream, and she moaned with ecstasy as she felt 
his fingers pushing into her hole at the same time. 

Heather reached out and began to massage and manipulate Walter's hard dong. 
She unzipped his pants and, despite the fact that he had come three times 
with that girl, his dick was hard again, and he was ready to plunge his meat 
all the way into his sister's thirsty pussy. Sucking pussy really turned him 
on, and his meat was throbbing wildly. 

"Now!" she cried, feeling as if she would come any moment. "Now! Fuck me 
now, Walter! Ram that dick into me! Fuck me! Ohhhh!! Fuck me!" 

She pushed his head away and tried to pull his cock and balls toward her 
slit. She wanted that hard meat now more than anything. This was what she 
lived for. Her steaming nest needed hard cock to be satisfied. Her body 
couldn't live without hard cock. 

"Fuck me, Walter!" she moaned. "Ohhhh!! Fuck me! Fuck me! I wannit! Ohhh!! 
Please do it! Ohhh!!" 

Walter slid his dong right on top of her pussy meat. She could feel his 
cockhead tickling her pussy hairs, and she tried to pull his body into hers 
so that she could feel that thick dork pressing hard into her hole. 

"Fuck me!" she begged him. "Please fuck me! I need it, Walter. I want it! 
Ohhh, do I want it now! Please fuck me! Please!" 

He slowly pushed the head of his dong between the flaps of her hot snatch. 
She could feel it penetrating her slowly, and she ached to feel that stiff 
pecker ramming her cunt. 

"Harder, Walter!" she moaned. "Please do it faster! I need it up my cunt, 
Walter! Please fuck me! Ohhh!! Please do it!" 

He continued to slide his prong into her hole slowly. She could feel it 
pumping along the sides of her pussy walls, and she tried to squeeze her 
legs together to make his dork plunge into her hole faster. She wanted it so 
desperately now. She had to be fucked. 

His cock was now pumping all the way into her hole. She felt the tip of his 
dick pressing up against the end of her canal, and she took hold of his 
balls and rubbed them as hard as she could. 

"Really bang me!" she moaned. "Do it, Walter! Fuck me harder than you fucked 
that girl! I want it, Walter! Fuck me really hard!" 

His cock started to pump in and out of her hole faster and faster. He began 
to ram her pussy as hard as she wanted it, and he was now licking on her tit 
meat, nearly biting off her delicate nipples as he ached to feel them get 
hard and stiff in his mouth. 

His body was covered with sweat. He was really hot, and his pole smashed 
into her slit so hard that she felt her hot lubricating juices foam all over 
his dick as they flowed and oozed out of her cunt. 

He was fucking her so hard that she felt her body reeling from the blows. 
She squeezed her legs tightly around his pecker, and he rubbed her tits 
really hard with his lips, nearly biting off her nipples. 

His balls slapped and banged against her quim. 

She wished that she could open her legs up wide enough to let his balls slip 
into her pussy too, and she was beginning to roll about, desperately trying 
to get his entire body inside her hot pussy slit. 

Walter was reaching his climax rapidly. He was fast losing control. Though 
he had come several times earlier, he was still full of hot cream, and he I 
smashed and pounded his meat until she knew that her cunt was about to fill 
up with his jism. 

"Fuck me, Walter!" she moaned. "Ohhh, that's so good, Walter! I want it 
harder! Ohhhh, thank you, thank you!" 

She was grateful for that cock that he plunged in and out of her pussy. She 
needed it to live. Heather could not exist without her brother's hard spike 
plummeting through her cunt. 

His body started to tremble as his balls quivered violently. His dick was 
nearing ejaculation, and he jolted his tool so deep into her hole that she 
could almost feel his prong ready to break through her channel and rip in to 
her asshole. 

"I'm gonna come!" he shouted. "Ohhhh, baby, get fucked! I'm gonna come! I'm 
gonna smash your fucking cunt meat!" 

"Yes!" she screamed. "Ohhh!! My pussy's on fire! Fuck me, Walter! Fuck me 
harder! Ohhh!! I want it! Ohhh!! Fuck me!! Come, Walter! Shoot! I'm gonna 
come with you, Walter! Shoot your jism into me! Harder, Walter! Ohhh!! Fuck 
me!! Ohhh!! Fuck me! Ohhh!!" 

His dick went wild. The jism poured out of his hard-on rapidly and gushed 
into her thirsty crack. "Ohhh!! Aieeee!! Ohhh!! I'm coming!! OHHH!! 
AARRGGHH!!" 

He emptied what was left inside his balls into her cunt. She felt the 
rushing of hot foam pouring into her slit, and she rolled over and over, the 
juice continuing to spurt into her glistening bush. 

"FUCK MEEE!! OHHH!! FUCK MEEEE!!" She was screaming at the top of her lungs. 
She was going wild. Her whole body was insane with hot pleasure. 

Walter's dick was now totally dried out. His balls had completely emptied 
themselves of their semen, and he couldn't have shot any more if he had 
tried. He was exhausted and spent. He needed rest. 

He fell asleep as he started to withdraw his pecker from her slit. She 
wrapped her hands around his balls and she, too, was soon sound asleep. 

Walter had to report for duty the following morning, and he did so with one 
of the biggest hangovers he'd ever had. He was tired, still exhausted from 
that night of fucking. Four orgasms in one night was about as much as his 
body could take, and even he realized that there were limits to the amount 
of fucking that he could do. 

He arrived home still tired. She had prepared a huge supper for him, but he 
was too tired to eat it. 

He fell asleep soon after he arrived home. 

Heather found herself with little to do during the days. As is so often the 
case of an army wife, she was bored. There was nothing in the small town 
where they lived that she could do, other than shop, and she hated to go 
shopping or anywhere with the other women on the base because she was afraid 
of being found out. She was no army wife, but an army sister, and there 
would be hell to pay if anyone discovered the truth about them. 

Days passed, and the only relief from her boredom was when Walter would come 
home and fuck her. She had no complaints about her sex life, but during the 
daytime she would go stark raving mad. 

Walter started to pay less and less attention to her. It wasn't because he 
was mean, but because his army life was taking up a great deal of his time. 
She was left alone all too often, and found herself wanting sex more and 
more and more. 

"Enough!" cried Walter after he had fucked her twice a night for nearly a 
whole week. "I'm tired." 

"But I'm not!" she wailed. All she had to do with herself was spread her 
legs and open up her cunt hole, but Walter couldn't ram his dick into her so 
many times without being tired. 

Heather began to notice other guys. She didn't really want them, but she had 
to find something to do. Her whole life was centering around her pussy, and 
if Walter was exhausted, well, then there were other guys who could fill in 
for him when he couldn't get it up. 

One of the high-ranking officers, Colonel Johnson, took a liking to Walter's 
"wife." 

"She turns me on," he said confidentially to Walter. "She's a real looker." 

"You bet," said Walter. "She makes me very happy." Walter would immediately 
hide Heather whenever he felt that someone was coming on too strongly to 
her. He wanted his sister all to himself, and no one, not even the officers 
could have her. 

"Rayburn," said Colonel Johnson one evening, "you've got to go to Winchester 
and pick up the mess supplies this evening." 

"But that's Smith's job, sir," protested Walter. "It will take all night." 

"Rayburn, your orders are to go." 

"Yes, sir." Walter was pissed. He had been looking forward to his evening. 
He hadn't fucked Heather in several days, and he was now completely 
rejuvenated. She would have no complaints after tonight, and now it looked 
as if another night would be shot to hell. 

His sister was disappointed. "I guess if you have to do it, I can't say 
anything, can I?" 

Walter promised to hurry back as soon as possible. "It won't be before three 
a.m. at the very earliest," he said. "I'll have to wait for the supplies for 
about three hours." 

* * * 

Heather was surprised when there was a knock on the door at about eight that 
evening. 

"Who is it?" she asked, wondering who could be knocking on the door. "Is 
that you, Walter?" 

"It's Colonel Johnson," said the voice. 

She quickly opened the door, her face turning white rapidly. 

"Oh, my God!" she cried. "Something's happened to Walter! Something's wrong 
with my bro-my husband!" That was close. 

"Oh, no," said the officer. "I just thought I'd look in and see how you 
were. I know you hate to be alone at night." 

"Oh, thanks," she said. "I do hate to be alone. It gives me the creeps, if 
you know what I mean." 

"Yes, I think I do," he said. 

"Want some coffee?" she asked him. 

"Uh, sure, though, um, I'd like something stronger if you have that." 

"Yes," she replied. "We got most everything." She fixed him a double Scotch 
after he requested it, and they sat on the sofa talking. 

"It's awfully kind of you to come looking after me," she told him. "I hate 
to be alone." 

"So do I," he said. "I hate it more'n anything. It's awful to be alone all 
the time." 

He slid closer to her. She felt safe and secure with Colonel Johnson in the 
room. He was a lot older than her brother, and he gave her a sense of 
security. He was a father image to her, and she liked that. 

He put his arm around her shoulder. She felt warm and cozy inside. She had 
spent the whole day alone, and the thought of having to spend the evening 
alone too had made her nearly ill. 

"Another Scotch?" she asked him. 

He nodded. She got up and refilled his glass. When she sat down again, he 
put his hand on her lap and slowly started to rub her thigh. 

"I've always said that Walter had great taste in women," he said. "Of all 
the girls he went out with, you're the prettiest. Yep, I'm glad he married 
you." 

She blushed. Talking about marriage was something she didn't want to do. 
"Another drink?" she asked, trying to change the subject. 

"No more for me," he said. "Yep, I'm sure glad he married you. You're so 
pretty. You're the prettiest girl on the base." 

She blushed again, and he delicately touched her cheek with his fingertips. 
She felt his warm hands making her juicy inside her snatch, and as he rubbed 
her cheek, she started to sigh and moan and, without thinking about what she 
was doing, she was slowly twisting and moving her legs back and forth, as if 
to stem the itchiness that was oozing out of her pussy. 

The colonel began to rub his hand on her leg again, and she let him touch 
her all over. It felt really good to feel his hands inside her-thigh now, 
and as he worked his way up toward her delicate golden pussy hairs, she 
found her whole body burning up with fever. 

Her pussy juices were starting to flow thick and fast. She was sopping wet 
between her legs, and her panties were beginning to feel very uncomfortable. 

The colonel reached in and started to rub his fingertips against her wet 
panties. The more he touched her, the more his cock started to rise, and she 
noticed that the front of his pants was starting to bulge. 

Without a trace of self-consciousness, the colonel reached for her hand and 
placed it on his groin. "You do this to me," he told her. "You make it get 
very hard." 

She blushed again. She wasn't really sure she should be doing this at all, 
but she was so horny and so desperate for some hard loving, that she let him 
do anything he wanted to with her. She rubbed his crotch, not only feeling 
his hard meat, but making it get harder as she rubbed it. 

"Yeah, baby," he sighed, "you are so gorgeous. 

I envy your husband. He gets to feel this luscious juicy cunt of yours all 
the time." 

"You can feel it now," she said, panting. "Tonight my pussy belongs to you. 
You can have it and do anything you want with it." 

"There's only one thing I wanna do with it," he said. "And that's to stick 
this thing into it. I bet you've got the hottest and wettest pussy on base 
too. Oh, baby, you are turning me on!" 

His cock was thick, and throbbing now, and he had her pull down his zipper, 
revealing a thick hard piece of cock meat that she went wild over as she 
rubbed it with her fingers. 

"I'm gonna slip it into your hole," he said to her. "Oh, baby, your fucking 
pussy is so hot I'm gonna fuck you, baby, like you never been fucked before. 
You're gonna get really fucked, Heather. Ohhh, my dick is so hard! I'm gonna 
really ram your hole with my fucking meat!" 

He placed his hand inside her blouse. Her tits felt so warm and fleshy that 
he could almost come without fucking her. All he felt he had to do was to 
rub the tip of his cock against her fleshy tits and he would shoot out his 
thick creamy sperm all over her luscious body. 

He rubbed her tits until they were red. He pinched and squeezed her nipples. 

"I'm gonna fuck you hard, baby!" he cried. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that 
my dick is gonna ram right out through your asshole! Ohhh, I'm gonna fuck 
you really hard, baby!" 

He pulled her skirt and panties down, feeling her hot juices with his hands 
as he did so. 

"It's so hot," she moaned. "Ohhh!! I want it! Ohhhh I want it! Please fuck 
me! Please!" 

He almost ripped her dress off as he ached to get his dong inside her cunt. 
He spread her out on the sofa and started to mount her body, pressing his 
cock against her tits at first, and then attempting to work his way down her 
body until his dong could slide all the way into her hole. 

She squeezed her tits against his pulsating cock as he rubbed it back and 
forth between her two orbs. He was tit-fucking her now, and his balls were 
pressed down hard against her breasts, making his cock so hot that he felt 
he would spurt out his juices if he weren't careful. . 

Heather began to finger-fuck herself as she was tit-fucked by the colonel. 
Her fingers rammed her cunt until her lubricating creams were oozing and 
pouring all over her hands. 

"I want it!" she moaned. "Ohhhh! I want it!" The colonel was pumping faster 
and faster. He loved ramming his'tool between a girl's tits, and though he 
ached to slide his dong into her quivering twat, it felt so good fucking her 
tits that he couldn't stop. 

She suddenly reached out to the coffee table and grabbed the candle from the 
candlestick. She began to ram it up her slit as the colonel's cock slid up 
and down between her tits. 

"Fuck me! Ohhh!! Fuck me!" she moaned as she plunged the candle all the way 
into her cunt. "Fuck me! I want it! Ohh!!" 

The colonel was breathing heavier and heavier. His balls were twisting and 
shaking as he slid along that narrow groove between her tits. He felt his 
dong getting hotter and hotter, and he was rubbing her tits at the same time 
he was fucking them. 

Heather smashed the candle up her cunt hole as hard as she could. She went 
wild, banging and pounding the piece of wax until she had fucked herself as 
hard with the candle as she had ever been fucked with a hard cock. 

The colonel was about to shoot his jism between her tits. He rubbed her orbs 
against his thick pecker, and he felt his balls pressing down hard into her 
chest. 

"FUCK MEEEEE!!" she whined. "FUCK MEEEE!! OHHHHH!! FUCK ME HARD!! OHHHHH! 
OHHHHH!!" 

The colonel went wild. His cock smashed up and down along her narrow groove 
and the jism was ready to burst from his balls. 

"Ohhh!!" he cried. "I'm coming!! Ohhhh!! I'm coming!! Ohhh! Ohhhhh! 
Ohhhh!!!" 

His cock exploded and the thick jets of sperm that poured out of his prong 
spurted right into her face. He was shooting out hot waves of cream against 
her mouth, her lips, her chin, and most of all, her tits. She was covered in 
the thick white goop that the colonel shot from his dick. He was still 
rocking back and forth, aching to shoot more jism, get more cum all over 
this luscious body. 

As he shot, she went wild as the candle stimulated her clit. She screamed 
louder and louder, feeling her whole body being covered with both his jism 
and her own sweet lubricating creams. 

"Ohhhh," she sighed when the last of his sperm poured onto her body. "Ohhhh, 
that was so good! Ohhh, Colonel, I loved that!" 

"There's more too," he said, grinning at her. "Christ, you really turn me 
on, baby! I could fuck you from here to West Point." 

"Oh, I wish you would," she said. "My cunt feels so hot and wet. I need it 
again. Ohhh, please fuck me again. Please!" 

The colonel was only too eager to comply. 

Just as he was about to start fucking her, just as his dick was pressing 
between the folds of her pussy, the front door opened and in walked Walter. 

He stood there with his mouth open. He couldn't believe it. The colonel was 
fucking his own sister! He wanted to move, to separate them, but he couldn't 
do it. His eyes were riveted on them as they fucked, blissfully unaware that 
they were being watched. And it seemed to Walter that she was really loving 
every inch of the colonel's hard dick. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

"Oh, my God, Walter!" screamed Heather after the colonel had just shot 
another load of jism into her hole. "Ohhhh!! Ohhh!!" 

The colonel looked up and saw Walter standing there. The man turned red as a 
beet and slowly withdrew his pecker from Heather's hole. He kept an eye on 
Walter, to see what the boy might do. 

Walter said nothing until the colonel got his pants back on and started to 
leave. "I've got the supplies, sir," was all he said. 

The colonel didn't quite know what to say, but he nodded and raced out the 
door as if the enemy was after him. 

"Oh, my God," moaned Heather. "Ohhh!! Ohhh!!" 

Walter walked over to his sister. 

"Why?" he asked her. "Why?" 

She couldn't face him. She felt so bad. 

"I don't know," she said finally. "I got so lonely. I'm so lonely, Walter. 
I'm so bored. Oh, Walter, I don't know what came over me." 

He sat with her a long time. It was true that she was bored most of the 
time. There simply wouldn't be any way of relieving that boredom either. 
Life on an army base was very dull. 

"Maybe," he said slowly, "maybe we made a mistake in doing what we did. 
Perhaps you should go back home." 

"Home? I can't go back home. They'll kill me. They'll murder me." 

"They don't know where you are. I spoke to them yesterday and they're still 
worried about you. You can come back and say you got tired of New York or 
wherever you said you went." 

"Chicago. I don't know, Walter. I just don't know. I'm so confused. Please 
hold me! Ohhh, I just don't know what to do." 

Walter held his sister tightly in his arms. Things hadn't worked out too 
well for either one of them. Walter still wanted to screw around with lots 
of other girls, and having a "wife" around made things difficult. People 
would think it strange that he fucked around on the base even if Heather 
didn't mind. 

Heather was lonely. She couldn't live her life just for her brother's cock 
and balls. As much as she wanted them, it couldn't compensate for the times 
when she couldn't have them. 

She thought it might be best if she went back, only she was so terrified of 
it that she didn't want to think about it too much. Perhaps if there were 
another possibility. 

"I just don't know," she moaned over and over. "Please tell me what to do, 
Walter. I'm afraid." 

"There's no need to be afraid, precious," he said, wrapping his arms tightly 
around his sister. "Just think of what you want to do, and then do it." 

All Heather wanted to do then was to hug and hold her brother. His arms made 
her feel secure, and she tried hard not to let him go. She wanted him to be 
with her all the time, though she knew that was impossible. 

As he held her, his cock started to get hard. He didn't know whether he 
should fuck her now. Not only was she tired, but she was confused. He was 
horny though, and he did ache to have his sister touch his stiff prick meat. 
If only life could be simple, he thought. How wonderful it would be. 

Heather kept thinking about her choices. She really didn't have many options 
to consider, and she tried to put off thinking about it as long as she 
could. She just wanted to be happy and the only way she could be happy was 
to have her brother's dick embedded inside her body. 

Heather started to kiss Walter. Her kisses were more passionate than ever 
before, and she went wild, sucking out his saliva with her tongue, reaching 
inside his mouth deeper than she had ever done before. 

"Walter, oh, Walter!" she cried. She could feel his cock swelling up inside 
his pants, and she ached for it. She would miss his hard cock if she ever 
left him. She was so tortured, so confused. 

His dick was causing a thick bulge to appear, and she quickly placed her 
mouth on his fly, and started to suck his dong through the cloth. She wanted 
to take his cock into her mouth without even unzipping his pants. She was 
that eager for his meat and balls, and she rubbed her juicy lips against his 
crotch, creating a very big wet spot where his dick was pushing out. 

He leaned back and let his sister start to suck him off. His cock was super 
hard now, and he wanted to ram his whole body inside Heather's. She was 
going to make him feel hotter and harder than he had ever felt before. 

"Suck it!!" he screamed. "Ohhhh, Heather darling, suck that fucking cock! 
Ohhhh!! Suck it hard, Heather! Ohhhh!!" 

Her mouth was pressed right up against her brother's dick meat. She began to 
unzip his fly, and she reached in and felt his delicious hard dong. 

"I want it!" she moaned. "Ohhh!! I have to have it! Please let me have it 
all the time! I want it! Ohhhh!! I want it! Ohhh!!" 

She rubbed his dick with her fingers as she licked the tip of his cock with 
her tongue. She felt warm and wet between her legs. Though she was covered 
with the colonel's cum, she ached for the feel of Walter's jism. 

"Lick it, baby," he said softly as he felt her tongue on his piss slit. 
"Lick my whole cock! Ohhh! I want you to lick my balls and eat my shaft! 
Take it all into your mouth! Ohhhh!! Heather, suck me! Suck my cock! Take it 
all into your mouth!" 

She tried to follow his orders, and she started to lick on his hot hairy 
nuts. She squished them about in her mouth, sucking on the soft hairy flesh 
and rubbing her teeth against his hard rocks inside. 

Walter was moaning louder and louder. He loved the way his sister could suck 
cock. She was the greatest. How could he ever live without her? 

"Suck it, baby!" he yelled. "Ohhh!! Suck it! Eat my fucking cock and balls, 
baby! Ohhh!! Lick me! Suck me off! Ohhh!! Eat me!! Ohhh!!" 

His entire body was trembling with delight. He could feel his jizz almost 
ready to shoot out of his horny dick meat, and he rammed the tip of his cock 
far into her mouth. 

She could feel the long tubular meat penetrating down into her throat. She 
started to suck hard on his flesh, feeling every inch of that huge organ 
ramming her face, and she sucked and licked as hard as she could. 

"OHHHH!!" he moaned. "SUCK IT! SUCK IT!! OHHHH!! I'M GONNA COME BABY!! SUCK 
ME!! SUCK ME OFF!!" 

He smashed his cock harder and harder into her face. He was twisting and 
turning with ecstasy as his sister's tongue worked faster and faster to lick 
out his piss slit, making sure that no jism would get wasted. 

His hard meat rammed her face as his balls slapped against her chin. She 
squeezed his balls, trying to get them inside her mouth at the same time as 
his prick, and she slurped and sucked and ate. His cock was about to shoot. 

He trembled violently. He was on the verge of a wild ejaculation. 

"OOOOHHH!! OHHHH!! AIIIIIEEEE!! I'M COMING!! OHHHH! BABY SUCK THAT COCK!! 
EAT IT!! SUCK IT!! OHHHH! ARRRGGGHHH!!" 

He went wild, ramming his dong all the way into his sister's face. She 
licked as hard as she could, slurping wildly, making sure that every drop of 
her brother's hot jism flowed down her throat. 

Her entire body was filling up with hot jism. She lusted after her brother's 
juice, and she swallowed every bit of it. 

He was still spurting hot cum when he slipped his dick out of her mouth and 
let the last few drops of semen pour onto her face. She rubbed the cream 
into her skin, rubbing her tongue against his piss slit to catch whatever 
was left inside his tool. 

The two of them lay next to each other completely exhausted. Her mind and 
her body were in disarray. She didn't know what she was going to do. She 
loved her brother's dick and balls, but she couldn't have them twenty-four 
hours a day, and that was making her miserable. 

"I think I'm gonna go back," she said. "I know it may be a mistake, but I 
gotta do it." 

"I understand," said Walter. "I know. I think maybe it's the best thing for 
both of us anyway." 

Once agreed, it wasn't difficult to arrange it. Walter told everyone that 
his "wife" had gone to visit a sick relative, and though he wasn't sure if 
they believed him or not, he simply didn't care. 

Heather decided not to tell her parents that she was coming home. She would 
just show up at the front door and take the blows as they came. If things 
were too hairy at home, she would stay at the YWCA with money that her 
brother had given her. 

She received the shock of her life when she entered her parents' front door. 
Not only were her mother and father there, but sitting in an armchair was 
her ex-boyfriend, Frank. 

They were all so excited to see her that they crowded around her and 
smothered her with kisses. Everyone was pleased to see her. Her mother was 
especially glad because she was afraid that she was the one who had driven 
her daughter out by not letting her spend even ten minutes alone with her 
brother. 

"Oh, my baby, my precious baby!" cried Mrs. Rayburn. "Oh, I'm so glad you're 
back." They were so pleased to see her that they didn't spend time asking 
her where she had been or what she had been doing. 

"Hey, Heather," said her father. "You know what we were all doing when you 
walked in?" 

"No, what?" she asked. 

"Frank was offering to go to Chicago to see if you could be found," said her 
father. 

"Oh, now he doesn't have to," said Heather, relieved. She was still confused 
as to why Frank had volunteered for the job. It pleased her, however, to see 
him. "You're not still mad at me then?" she asked him. 

"Mad at you? Why?" 

"For ignoring you all this time. I didn't write. I didn't call. X just 
didn't feel like seeing you or talking to you." 

"I know," said Frank. "And it hurt me. But I still like you, and I wanna see 
you again." Tears came to Heather's eyes. She felt she had mistreated Frank, 
and instead of bearing a grudge toward her, he loved her all the more. 

Her parents realized that Heather was pleased to see Frank, and they 
tactfully decided to leave the two of them alone. 

"We're going out for a walk," said her mother. "We won't be back for a 
while." 

"Yes," echoed her father. "We're going for a very long walk." They left, and 
Frank and Heather were alone together. 

"I still like you, Frank," said Heather. "Though I don't blame you if you 
never want to see me again." 

"But I do," he said. "I wanna see you again and again. And that's not all I 
want with you," he said. "I wanna hold you and touch you and...." He winked 
at her. She blushed and let Frank hold her around her waist. 

"How's that make you feel?" he asked her. "You like that?" 

"Yes," she said. "I like that a lot." 

"So do I," he said. "You wanna know how much I like that? You wanna feel how 
much I like that?" 

She nodded. He took her hand and placed it on his crotch. "This is how much 
I like that," he said. "I like it nine inches. Nine hard and long inches, 
baby, and it's all for you. I wanna give it all to you, baby! It's all 
yours!" 

He kissed her passionately. She felt warm all over. She felt now as if she 
had made the right decision in coming back home. Frank still wanted her. 

Though Heather knew that she would never get rid of her lust for her 
brother, she knew also that she didn't have to. She told Walter before 
leaving that she would always welcome him, and would always let him fuck her 
whenever he wanted, but that she couldn't depend on him. She needed someone 
who would be with her all the time. 

Frank was eager to satisfy her lustful cravings as often as she wanted. His 
cock would only be interested in her pussy, just as it was interested in it 
right now, and as he climbed on top of her, mounting her so that his dick 
was right between her legs, she closed her eyes and knew that this was going 
to be the most glorious fuck of all. 

His hard rod was coming out of his pants as he slowly unzipped his fly. He 
began to remove his pants and she watched him with fascination as his naked 
body was revealed to her. He looked even more handsome, more stunning than 
she had remembered him, and as that hard thrusting piece of cock meat 
approached her, she spread her legs wide, aching to feel his hard dong 
slipping all the way into her hot lusting pussy. 

He started to push the head of his dong between the flaps of her pussy. She 
felt wild delight as his long pecker penetrated her steaming bush and began 
to pound her cunt walls harder and harder. 

"FUCK ME!!" she screamed. "OHHHH!! FRANK, THIS IS WONDERFUL!! FUCK ME WITH 
THAT BIG COCK!! I WANT YOUR COCK, FRANK!! OHHHH!! ITS SO HARD!! ITS SO STIFF 
AND HARD!! FUCK ME!! OHHHH!!! FUCK ME UNTIL MY CUNT GETS ON FIRE!!" He 
rammed his meat harder and harder into her quivering flesh, and he felt his 
dick so close to exploding that he paused for a moment so he could prolong 
the hot pleasure he was feeling. 

"Don't stop!" she screamed. "No! Keep fucking me! Ohhh!! I want it right 
away! I want you to fuck me right away! Keep that cock inside! Fuck me, 
Frank! Ohhhh!! Fuck me!! Ohhhh!! I want your jism! Fuck me! Shoot me fucking 
full of cock juice right now!" 

His cock went wild, smashing and thrashing deeper and deeper into her golden 
pussy. His balls went crazy, slapping and pounding against her slit, and he 
started to roll over and over, his cock penetrating her cunt as far as it 
could go. 

"Ohhhh!! It's wonderful, Frank! Fuck me harder! Ohh, fuck me as hard as you 
can, Frank! I want it! Ohhh!! I've missed your cock! Ohhh!! Please fuck me 
harder!" 

His whole body was thrashing about inside her quim. He was losing control of 
himself rapidly. He was going to flood her hot pussy with that sticky wet 
jism about to shoot out of his hot and hard cock meat. 

His prick burst open and her pussy felt the warm hot fluid cascading down 
into her crevice. She screamed as loud as she could as her clit drove her 
wild with hot stimulation. She was pouring her juices out of her hole as 
fast as she could. Her whole body was burning. She was on fire. His hose was 
not only not putting it out, but his cum was fueling her burning desire for 
more cock meat, and more cock juice. His cock would never get out of her 
snatch. He was embedded inside her pussy forever, and that was just how they 
both wanted it. 

"OHHHH!! I'M COMIN', BABY!! OHHHH!! I'M COMIN'! OHHH!! BABY!! I'M GONNA FUCK 
YOU LIKE THIS EVERY FUCKIN' DAY OF YOUR FUCKIN' LIFE!! OHHHH!! OHHHHH!!" 
Frank's prick shot so much cum into Heather's body that she felt as if all 
the fucks in her life had been leading up to this one. She was a happy girl 
now. Her pussy was happy, and therefore she was happy. Getting fucked by her 
brother could only give her so much pleasure, but now she had all the hot 
pleasure she could want. 

Her pussy would never have to go hungry again. 


THE END
