Sister Wants It All
by Harry Stevens


FOREWORD 

It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of 
Americans within its confines, thereby maintaining an image unique in this 
country today. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and 
teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has in turn 
been touched to some extent by emotions common to all men-greed, lust, envy, 
and distress. 

SISTER WANTS IT ALL is a story of everyday, responsible people whose lives 
are wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, 
expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your 
neighborhood. Respectable citizens-yes, but not without foibles and 
weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city. 

SISTER WANTS IT ALL provides a unique insight into those emotions with which 
we all must live, a look at America at the grass-roots level. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

Nancy Devlin was very excited to have her big sister home from college. 
Nancy looked up to Carol so much and she really had missed her. And if ever 
a girl had ever needed some advice from somebody older, whom she could 
absolutely trust, it was Nancy. 

Nancy's problems may have been a common one for a girl her age, but that 
didn't make it any less difficult. It was something she could never discuss 
with her uptight parents but she was sure her big sister would understand, 
and so Nancy waited until everyone else was in bed before asking Carol for 
help. If the rest of the family found out her secret, Nancy knew she'd never 
hear the end of it. For such a simple question, it sure caused her a lot of 
grief-to be or not to be-a virgin. 

Carol must have gone through the same thing, Nancy had been telling herself 
for months. I'm so lucky to have a big sister like her I can talk to, so I 
can learn from her experience. 

Of course, at the bottom of Nancy's need to discuss her problem with her 
sister was a natural curiosity, too. Was Carol herself still a virgin? And 
if she wasn't, she just might reveal.... 

"What it's like to fuck," Nancy sighed now, as she had so many times before. 
"How does a big, hard cock feel in your pussy?" 

As she always did when she used this kind of forbidden language, Nancy 
shivered with erotic arousal. It made her cherry cunt moisten and spasm. 
Indeed, she couldn't help briefly touching herself down there, just long 
enough so the rubbing gave her what she guessed might be an orgasm. That was 
something else she'd have to ask Carol about-coming. 

It was about midnight and the house was still as Nancy crept down the hall 
toward her sister's room. When she saw the crack of light under the door she 
sighed with relief, Carol was still up. But then, before she had a chance to 
lightly knock, Nancy froze. For, it turned out, Carol was not alone. 

"No, silly, not like that," Nancy overheard her big sister giggle. "Here. 
Mmmm-hmmmm, that's my boy. You catch on fast for such a squirt." 

"Squirt?" Nancy repeated the key word. 

Glancing to the end of the hallway, Nancy saw that their brother's door was 
open. Terry was the so-called "squirt". When she went and looked inside, 
Nancy saw that his bed was empty. 

Nancy ordinarily hated people who stuck their noses into somebody else's 
business, but she returned to listen in anyway. She didn't appreciate Terry 
keeping her away from Carol when she needed to talk to her so badly. 

"Oh, yes," Carol was now moaning to Terry, "that feels so good. But it could 
feel even better if you used more than just your fingers on me down there." 

"Like, uh, what, Sis?" Terry gulped. 

"Why don't you just experiment? I'll let you know when you do it right," 
Carol teased. 

"Gee, Sis, I dunno...." 

"C'mon, squirt, I showed you mine so now it's your turn to show me yours," 
Carol coaxed. "Nobody'll ever know but us." 

"Well...." 

Listening at the door, Nancy then heard a metallic whine that sounded like 
something being unzipped. 

"Okay, Sis," Terry gulped. "I must be crazy, but here it is." 

"My, oh, my!" Carol sighed. "Looks like you're not such a little squirt 
anymore, after all. Yes, my kid brother's sure grown up, hasn't he? Come 
over here and give your big sister a taste of that beautiful monster before 
we do another thing." 

Then, through the door, Nancy heard slurping noises, joined by Terry's 
moaning. At this point it was simply too frustrating to only listen so Nancy 
carefully turned the knob so its click wouldn't be noticed and nudged the 
door ajar to look inside. Abruptly she froze all over again, this time with 
her heart lodged in her throat. 

There was no polite way to describe it. Nancy knew she should be disgusted. 
Should run and tell their parents so they'd put a stop to the awful thing 
that was taking place. But, in fact, Nancy was so fascinated that she didn't 
budge an inch. 

"Sis, you keep this up and I'm gonna have to come. You don't want it in your 
mouth, do you?" 

Carol most assuredly did and she made that clear by noisily doubling her 
suction on her kid brother's deep-throated cock. Then she moved to hasten 
his creamy eruption by squeezing his balls. 

"Okay, Sis, you asked for it. Can't hold back anymore!" Terry rasped. 

His crotch bucked against Carol's face. Then the expression on his own face 
was one of sheer pleasure, while she gulped as though she were dying of 
thirst. 

"He's coming," Nancy whispered from afar. "Terry's coming and Carol's 
swallowing it as fast as his cock can shoot it." 

It was especially hard for Nancy to have to watch because of all the cocks 
she'd refused to suck in the last few months. Boys had been begging her to 
give them head, but she'd always insisted that she wasn't that kind of girl. 
But now, seeing her big sister feasting on their brother's cum, Nancy could 
only regret what she'd been missing. 

"I want to suck a cock," Nancy heard herself admit. "Suck a cock and drink 
the cum the way Carol's doing to Terry." 

The example her sister and brother were setting for Nancy wouldn't stop with 
just a blow-job though. When Carol released Terry's drained cock she lost no 
time in suggesting they go even further. 

"It's time, my boy, to put that beautiful, young prick where your fingers 
were before I went down on you," Carol said with a sticky grin. "Like so." 

She lifted her already rumpled skirt. She wore no panties and even from a 
distance Nancy could see that her big sister's cunt was red and swollen. 

"I've never been a prick-teaser," Carol said. "Always been right up front 
with the guys I dig. So, Little Brother, here's the bottom line. Fuck me! 
Fuck my pussy with your beautiful, big cock!" 

Terry, however, shrank back. "S-Sis ... think there's something you ought to 
know about me." 

"You're gay?" Carol needled. 

"Maybe worse than that," Terry answered seriously. "Cherry." 

"And," Carol hooted, unable to restrain her amusement, "you're afraid you 
won't know how to fuck me, right?" 

"S-something like that," Terry mumbled, blushing deeply. 

"Tell you what, kiddo," Carol said. "Any girl who doesn't go all out to make 
a guy's first piece of ass his best one ought to turn in her cunt." 

"Y-you really mean that, Sis?" 

"You just relax, Sonny Boy," Carol soothed. "I'll make it so easy for you to 
fuck me that you'll forget anything but just doing what comes naturally." 

That said, Carol began to strip before her brother's eyes-and Nancy's too. 
And there was plenty to see. Carol was a knockout! 

"Oh, her titties are gorgeous," Nancy whispered with envy when Carol's 
blouse and bra were gone. "I wish mine were that big. And those nipples ... 
mmmmm. Sis is even more beautiful naked than I thought she would be." 

The fact was that Nancy had never caught more than a glimpse of her big 
sister or anyone else in the house without their clothes on since she was 
old enough for it to matter. They'd always been such a modest family, which 
was yet another reason why tonight's events were so unbelievable. 

"Now for yours truly in all her horny glory," Carol then chuckled. 

She got rid of her skirt, leaving herself without a stitch on. Then she fell 
back on the bed, her knees raised, slowly parting. She'd shown her cunt 
before, but not like this. Between her spreading thighs it beckoned, the 
lips separating to reveal the inner pink. There was just enough of a wispy 
bush to be alluring but not enough to hide any detail of her perfect cunt. 

Looking on, Nancy was beside herself. "Terry, fuck her. You've just got to 
fuck her!" she panted. 

Terry had reached the same conclusion. Even after the blow-job his cock had 
never gone soft, but now with Carol posed like a centerfold come to life he 
had a hard-on that stood almost straight up. 

"Shit, Sis," he breathlessly told Carol, "if I don't fuck you then I'm gonna 
come anyway just from looking at you." 

"And if you waste a precious drop of cum, I'll never forgive you," Carol 
told him. "So what're you waiting for? Let's fuck! All you've got to lose is 
your cherry-and about a quart of jizz!" 

Terry was past the point of no return, his raging hard-on doing all his 
thinking for him. He knelt on the bed before his spread-legged sister, cock 
in hand and his hips set to take the plunge. And then it happened, with 
Carol pushing back as her pussy was abruptly jammed with surging teenaged 
cock. 

Carol giggled. "Mmmm, your cock sure doesn't feel cherry in my cunt. A lot 
of college boys I know sure would give plenty to be hung as good as my 
little brother." 

"Have you fucked a lot of them, Sis?" Terry asked. 

"What else does a girl go to college for? I lost my own cherry the first day 
I was on campus and haven't stopped putting out since!" Carol laughed. "But 
I'd have come home a lot sooner if I'd known this was waiting for me here, 
right in my own backyard." 

"Aw, you're just saying that to make me feel better about still being 
cherry," Terry said. 

"My cunt can prove to you I'm telling the truth," Carol replied. 

She then wrapped her legs around her brother, grinding his crotch flush with 
her own so his cock was even deeper in her pussy. She climaxed on the spot, 
rolling her hips to ride the crest of her orgasm. 

"Believe me," she groaned, "no girl gets off like this unless the stud who's 
fucking her has got the knack." 

It was the vote of confidence Terry needed. With it, he let his instincts 
take over. His goal? To keep his sister coming nonstop. His method? Sucking 
her big tits while he fucked her. 

"Just knew you'd know what to do once I started coming," Carol sighed. 
"Whatever you do to my titties goes straight to my cunt. 'S the best thing 
you could do to keep me on fire." 

Nancy couldn't help wondering how she would respond if her tits and cunt 
were stimulated at the same time. And, in her own way, she couldn't resist 
finding out. 

So, while one of Nancy's hands stroked the girlish mounds on her chest, the 
other dropped to rub the hot spot between her legs. Even through her 
clothing, what she did to herself immediately had her knees weak. The most 
thrilling pressure ever welled in her suddenly thrusting loins, followed by 
an incredible rush of release that could only be one thing. In the past 
Nancy had never been sure she'd really come, but there was no doubt now. 

Indeed, Nancy got so caught up in her first undeniable Climax that she 
forgot about anything but herself. Only when she recovered from her orgasmic 
daze and saw her brother fucking her sister in the bedroom did she remember 
that she still had a long way to go before she became a real woman like 
Carol. 

"I just have to lose my cherry for once and for all, that's all there is to 
it," Nancy vowed. "It's not fair that Carol should get all the cock she 
wants while I'm still a dumb, little virgin." 

Her mind made up that her cherry days were numbered, Nancy could now watch 
her big sister's performance with far less envy than before. It had become 
an educational experience. She would learn from Carol and then use every 
trick on whatever boy was lucky enough to have her seduce him. 

"Titties," Nancy noted as she studied the action. "Got to make sure whoever 
takes my cherry sucks my titties while his cock's fucking my pussy." 

Then, in short order, Nancy's fucking education expanded. For it turned out 
that just getting her tits sucked and pussy fucked wasn't all her big sister 
would request from their kid brother. 

"Got a free hand?" Carol asked Terry. 

"Anywhere you want me to put it, Sis!" 

"Here, I'll show you." 

She pulled his wrist down to have him feel below the tangle of their loins 
in the crack of her ass. Then, once Terry had started probing, Carol let him 
go to find his way on his own. Her confidence was well placed. 

"Ooooh, that's it," Carol soon exclaimed. "Finger-fuck it, Terry. 
Finger-fuck my horny asshole at the same time your cock's fucking my pussy 
and your mouth's sucking my titties." 

This was another eye-opener for Nancy. She had never thought about the place 
where she shit as a source of sexual pleasure. But if it was good enough for 
her big sister, then it ought to be for her, too. Testing it out right now 
certainly was worth the effort. 

"Mmmm, feels so good," Nancy sighed, slipping her hand under her panties to 
probe her tightest opening. "Easy to see why Carol goes for it. Coming this 
way'd be easy." 

So easy, indeed, that Nancy quickly finger-fucked her asshole to an orgasm. 
What, she dared to wonder, would it be like to actually be fucked by a hard 
cock back there? 

And then, as if she were reading Nancy's mind, Carol did her best to help 
answer her kid sister's question. 

"I love it up my ass too much to just take your finger there. Give me more!" 

"Huh?" Terry grunted. 

"Your cock, silly. Out of my cunt and into my ass. Butt-fuck me. With my 
pussy juice greasing the way, your cock'll slide up my asshole slick as a 
whistle." 

Terry couldn't believe it quite yet. But from afar, Nancy was completely 
sold. For she now had three fingers up her own ass, their bulk equaling that 
of a cock and she was orgasmically reeling as a result. 

"Oh, Terry, don't be a dope," Nancy quietly panted to her reluctant brother. 
"Fuck Carol in the ass." 

Then, as if he were talking to Nancy as much as Carol, Terry rasped, "Okay, 
Sis, if you say so. I've gone too far to back off now." 

He then pulled his prick out of Carol's cunt. It was slippery with her 
pussy-juice. Next he trained his glistening cockhead a notch below, nudging 
the meaty cock-knob against his sister's puckered ass. 

"You sure about this?" he asked Carol. 

"You're the one who's cherry and I'm the one who's been around. So just go 
ahead and do what I tell you. Fuck me in the ass!" 

When Terry still hesitated, Carol pushed up from the bed. His cockhead was 
forced into her rear chute. That was all it took to put his crotch in gear. 
It automatically bucked and the next thing Terry knew he'd abruptly shafted 
his big sister's ass-tunnel with every inch of his cock to his balls. 

"Does it hurt, Sis?" Terry asked. 

"You bet your cock it hurts," Carol squealed. "Hurts sooo gooooood that I'm 
already coming up a storm!" 

Terry shook his head in awe. All the frustrating times he'd tried 
unsuccessfully to get fucked, chicks had been a puzzle to him. But now that 
he was finally fucking one, he was even more at a loss to figure them out. 

"Shit, it's her ass," Terry told himself, going with the flow and letting 
his macho instincts take over. "If she wants it fucked that's her business. 
All that matters to me is getting my rocks off." 

And the time for Carol to be on the receiving end of her kid brother's jizz 
was quickly approaching. His prick was big and her asshole was tight, so the 
friction was unrelenting. Terry's balls started aching from the mounting 
pressure. 

"Gotta shoot it!" he soon croaked, as if he were in pain. 

"Well, my God, then what're you waiting for?" Carol said impatiently. "Give 
me an assful of your cum right now, damn you!" 

"Oh, yeah!" Terry groaned with release, bucking his crotch and shooting his 
wad. 

"Wow, now that's a load!" Carol cried, her ass squirming as it was scalded 
with liquid fire. "I might never go back to college if I can get fucked like 
this right here at home!" 

"Jeez, it's like I can't stop coming. Dunno where I'm getting it all. 'S 
like I'm pissing jizz into your ass, Sis!" 

"You just took the words right out of my mouth, stud!" Carol swooned. "My 
poor fucked butt'll never be able to hold this much cum inside me. Think I'm 
already leaking." 

She dropped a hand between her asscheeks to check. It resurfaced dripping 
with her brother's excess cream. Then she smeared it all over her tits. And, 
after reaching back down for another handful, Carol washed her face with 
Terry's jizz. 

"God, Sis," he blurted when his cock was finally drained and he noticed what 
she'd done to herself, "you're beautiful. So fuckin' beautiful. I mean, I 
always knew you were pretty, but-" 

"Any girl's better than any movie star after she's just been fucked," Carol 
sighed. "You'll find that out after you've fucked a few more of us, Brother 
Dear." 

"Wish more chicks knew that," Terry sighed. "Then maybe more of 'em would 
stop cock-teasing and be ready to put out." 

"Don't worry," Carol assured him, "you just keep plugging away and you'll 
get more than your share of pussy, the way you're hung. Word gets around. 
The first chick at school you score with will tell all her girlfriends and 
the next thing you know they'll be standing in line to spread their legs for 
you." 

"Just wish you were still in high school, Sis, so you could get the word 
out." 

"Oh, no," Carol chuckled, "I'm too selfish for that. I'm keeping you all to 
myself as long as I can. Some other little tramp will have to do your 
advertising for you. But by the time you get around to her, I'll have made 
sure you know how to give her plenty to talk about." 

"Jeez, Sis, you've got me ready to fuck you all over again," Terry gusted. 

"That's the general idea, kiddo," Carol smirked. "After all, one of the main 
things about coming in my ass first is that you haven't come in my pussy 
yet." 

"You got it, Sis!" 

He yanked his prick from her asshole and it was as hard as ever. Then Carol 
rolled over onto all fours in front of him, spreading her cunt from the rear 
like she was a bitch in heat. 

"Dog-fuck me this time!" she called over her shoulder. 

Terry immediately took the plunge again. When his cock had hiked Carol's 
cunt and she rocked back and forth on her knees, he grabbed onto her 
dangling tits to hang on for the ride. 

And, out in the hallway, Nancy had finally seen enough fucking so that 
watching could no longer satisfy her curiosity. Only trying it for herself 
would do now. So she slipped back to her room, needing time by herself to 
plan how to lose her cherry. 

"Big sister might have gone off to college to learn how to fuck," Nancy 
summed up her feelings, "but little sister's gonna grow up real fast right 
here in her own backyard." 

 CHAPTER TWO 

The more Nancy thought about which of the boys she knew ought to be the one 
who'd fuck her first, the more one name kept coming back to her. He was 
really such a logical choice. The only boy she knew that she could really 
trust. 

"If Carol can get him to fuck her, then I can too," Nancy reasoned. 

She was speaking, of course, about her brother Terry. Which meant that if 
she did indeed seduce him into fucking her, her plan for losing her cherry 
in her own backyard would be even closer to home than she'd previously 
anticipated. Maybe that's why it appealed to Nancy so much. Since the end of 
her virginity was the most important step of her life, then it just made 
sense to keep it in the family. 

Once her decision had been made getting Terry alone became the problem. But 
then there was that church picnic this Saturday, wasn't there? It was the 
last thing a sophisticated college girl like Carol would be caught dead at, 
so she was sure to have her brother to herself. Plus there'd be plenty of 
chances to wander off from the crowd without anyone even noticing. Yes, 
Nancy concluded, it was definitely the right time and place. 

* * * 

Saturday arrived. It dawned bright and sunny and improved from there. By the 
time the church picnic was in full swing there wasn't a cloud in the 
brilliant blue sky and the temperature was in the eighties. Ideal for 
soft-ball, barbecuing and, as Nancy suggested to her brother, a swim. 

"Sounds good to me, Sis," Terry agreed, mopping his brow. "That sack race I 
was just in really got me hot 'n' sweaty." 

"Our old swimming hole is just waiting," Nancy said. 

"You remember when we used to skinny-dip there when we were little kids and 
it didn't make any difference whether we had anything on?" Terry asked. 

"Sure," Nancy told him. "I'll bet you that we're still the only ones who 
know it's there, too. How about it?" 

Terry started to say something about them not having any bathing suits this 
time either, but his sister already had taken him by the hand to lead him to 
the secret place of their childhood. 

When they got there the inviting pool was twice as blue as the sky above. 
Terry was clearly drawn toward the cool relief but he tensed up at water's 
edge and began sweating even more. 

"It sounded like a good idea at first, Sis, but maybe we'd better not," he 
muttered. 

"You mean 'cause we'd have to skinny-dip?" asked Nancy. "The way we used to 
do when we were little?" 

Terry self-consciously nodded. "We're, uh, not so little anymore." 

"But you're still just my brother," Nancy breezily replied. "What makes you 
think it makes any more difference to me now than it did then? C'mon, don't 
be such an old stick in the mud." 

With that, Nancy pulled her t-shirt over her head. Terry tried to look away, 
but when she quickly unhooked her bra as well his eyes couldn't avoid the 
lure of her bare tits. And neither could his cock avoid absorbing the 
instant rush of blood which began to harden it at the crotch of his tight 
jeans. 

"See? I told you it was no big deal," Nancy lilted, half-nude. "You're 
looking at my tits now and so what? I'm still just your sister." 

Terry lied with a nod that seeing her naked from the waist up had no effect 
on him. 

"It'll be the same when I take off these, too, I promise you," Nancy said, 
dropping her hands to her khaki shorts. 

Terry remained silent as she stripped, removing first her shorts, then her 
panties. Suddenly Nancy stood stark naked before him, making his eyes pop 
and his throbbing prick threaten to bust out of his jeans. 

"Remember when I didn't have a speck of hair down here?" Nancy purred. "But 
look at me now." 

She ran her fingers through the silken curls of her bush. Terry thought he 
might come in his pants. 

"Do you think I have a pretty cunt, Terry?" she asked boldly. 

When she said it she was openly playing with her clit, too much for her 
brother to take. All at once his hips uncontrollably bucked, his cock cream 
discharged, and a telltale stain soaked through the denim and rapidly spread 
out from his bulging fly. He'd just come without being touched. 

"Mmmm, I know what just happened to you," Nancy teased. 

Terry finally recovered his voice. "It's not funny, Sis. Couldn't help it. 
You made me do it. I'm only human." 

"In other words," Nancy giggled, "I turn you on?" 

"I told you," he said, "we're not little kids anymore, Sis." 

"But maybe big kids have even more fun," Nancy smirked. "Like, uh, this." 

She knelt in front of her brother and before he could react, she'd unzipped 
his soggy jeans. Then her hand was inside them, grabbing his slippery cock. 
When she pulled it out it was glistening with its own jizz and still very 
hard. 

"Ah, yes, we've both grown up pretty damned good, haven't we?" Nancy sighed. 
"And I'll bet your cum is as sweet as your cock is big. But there's only one 
way to find out for sure." 

And, with a hungry slurp, Nancy sucked her brother's cum-slicked cock. As an 
awestruck Terry looked down, she quickly deep-throated him. It was like what 
had happened with his big sister Carol all over again and he automatically 
responded in kind, beginning to fuck Nancy in the mouth. 

"If this is what you want, Sis, you've got it. Can't stop now," rasped 
Terry. "My next load of jizz's shooting straight into your belly." 

If there was anything Nancy wanted to hear, this was it. However, just 
drinking her brother's jizz wasn't all she craved. By the time Terry came, 
she was determined to be coming, too. And there was only one way to do that, 
for even with her virginal past Nancy was instinctively aware of the magic 
number of sucking-sixty-nine! 

So Nancy pulled her brother down to her level. Then, with Terry on his 
knees, she bowled him over onto his back and got up on top of him. His cock 
cork-screwing in her mouth, Nancy swiveled her body around to straddle his 
head with her spread thighs. Looking up, Terry gazed right into the hairy 
jaws of her juicy cunt. 

Nancy was in no mood to waste any time. She sat right down on her brother's 
face, her pussy lips sealing his mouth so he had to suck her. 

"Ooooh," she said, briefly interrupting the blow-job she was giving. "Use 
your tongue on me. In me. Tongue-fuck my cunt and make me come the same as 
I'm gonna make you come." 

Terry's tongue surged, clutched when it was hilted by his sister's spasming 
pussy. At the same time, Nancy resumed her deep-throating suction on his 
cock. Then, their crotches grinding in one another's face, brother and 
sister reached their sensual peaks together and simultaneously came. 

His jizz down her throat was like liquid fire. The orgasmic pussy juice she 
fed him was pure honey. Every available drop was consumed at both ends of 
the sixty-nine. And, when it was over, there was no doubt in the mind of 
either Terry or Nancy what they would do next. 

"Fuck me, Terry! Please fuck me now! I need your cock in my horny cunt soooo 
bad!" 

By this point it had ceased to occur to Terry that Nancy might be cherry. As 
far as he was concerned she was their big sister Carol all over again. The 
only difference this time in Terry's view was that with some experience 
under his belt, he could fuck this sister like a stud from the very 
beginning. 

"Finger your pussy lips even farther apart for me, Nancy. Give my cock the 
biggest, juiciest target you can. I wanna be fucking you to my balls right 
away. Give you every inch of what I've got in your cunt." 

"Wouldn't have it any other way," Nancy readily agreed, snagging the rims of 
her cunt and straining them so there was a pink valley splitting the crux of 
her yawning thighs. "Fuck me hard!" 

"Good thing that's what you want, Sis, 'cause it's just what you're gonna 
get," Terry vowed. 

He cocked his hips, aiming his hard-on like a weapon. And then he stabbed 
Nancy's welcoming pussy with a brutal cock-thrust. However, the hilting 
penetration of his entire prick that he'd expected did not occur. For, 
within his sister's cunt, some obstacle stubbornly stalled his surge, making 
his prick actually buckle. 

"What the hell?" Terry rasped with surprise. "Can't get my cock all the way 
in. What's wrong with your pussy, Sis?" 

"Nothing the matter that you finishing what you've started won't cure," 
Nancy answered, obviously in pain but more eager then ever for a cuntful of 
her brother's big cock. "Shove it, damn you, rip me!" 

"But I can't get in any deeper!" 

"Then I'll just have to go ahead and rape you instead of you raping me," 
Nancy declared. 

She reared up from below with such force that she overpowered her brother. 
The next thing Terry knew, their positions had been abruptly reversed. Now 
he was on the bottom, pinned down by Nancy, who sat on his cock. 

"Relax and enjoy it," she called down. "It's gonna hurt me a lot more than 
it does you. Hurt me soooo goooooood!" 

Nancy's cunt briefly rose on the standing column of her brother's prick to 
gather momentum. Then back down it plunged, with all of its owner's strength 
behind it. This time Terry's dick didn't buckle, breaking through the 
barrier that had stalled it before with brutal impact. 

"Ooooh, it's done ... it's done!" swooned Nancy. 

"Huh?" Terry gulped. 

"My cherry! You popped my cherry!" Nancy cheered. "Your big cock did it! 
Fucked me into a real woman!" 

Now Terry felt the sticky heat seeping from her ripped cunt around his 
hilted cock. Then his sister took his hand and made him feel where their 
crotches were flush. When Terry's fingers emerged they were smeared with 
pinkness. 

"Sorry I didn't tell you that you were fucking a virgin," she said, "but I 
didn't wanna scare you off. Getting your pants off was tough enough. Now 
that you know the truth, though, and what's done is done, from here on in 
everything's just frosting on the cake." 

Then, Nancy's cunt began rising and falling on her brother's hard-on. The 
slippery friction this produced quickly had Terry moaning with helpless 
pleasure. Maybe his younger sister had never fucked before but that sure 
didn't keep her from being a dynamite piece of ass. 

"Oh, yeah," Terry groaned, letting Nancy do all the work, "fuck me, Sis, 
fuck me! Fuck me until my cock shoots jizz into your pussy!" 

"Not until I come first," Nancy answered. "First time I've come without my 
damned cherry." 

She bore down, jamming her brother's prick straight up her cunt. Then she 
pinched her own clit and cried out in instant orgasm, tears of joy running 
down her face. 

"Now you come too!" she exclaimed. "Hurry, while I'm still flying." 

Terry reacted in style. Reaching up, he grabbed his sister's tits, using 
them for leverage as he bucked his crotch beneath her. Remaining hiked, his 
cock seemed to grow beyond even it's normally huge size every time it 
surged. And then, after the mightiest of these surges, it erupted with a 
scalding torrent of jizz. 

"Feel it, Sis?" he cried while his cock gushed its creamy fire. "Feel my 
jizz in your cunt?" 

"Yes, God, yes!" Nancy squealed with happiness. "It's wonderful! Does your 
cock always shoot this much jizz?" 

"Pretty hard not to when I'm fucking my own sister," Terry answered. 

Of course, he had no way of knowing that Nancy knew his remark included 
their big sister, Carol, as well as herself. Under these circumstances, 
Nancy couldn't resist teasing. 

"Then before you fucked me, you didn't come this much?" 

His climax now having slowed to a dribble, Terry had his wits about him 
enough to hedge. "Sure never put out this much jizz when I was jacking off." 

"You know what I mean," Nancy coyly persisted. "When you fucked before. Did 
you come this much?" 

Terry told the truth, as far as it went. "There was only one other chick I 
ever fucked, Sis." 

"And?" 

"She was nothing compared to you," Terry now lied. "Just some pick-up. Can't 
even remember her name." 

Once again, Nancy couldn't help taking advantage of the bind in which she 
had her brother. "Then your cock in her cunt was as far as you got, I'll 
bet." 

He kept lying. "Oh, well, yeah." 

"Then what would you say," Nancy purred, "if I told you there's a way to 
fuck me that's so tight you'll come even more than you just did in my cunt?" 

Terry tried to pretend he didn't understand what she was talking about. But 
the gleam in his eye and the continuing hardness of his prick, despite the 
load he'd just shot, betrayed his knowing anticipation. 

"But instead of me just telling you what I have in mind, why don't I blow 
you?" Nancy suggested, toying with her brother. 

Then she wriggled free from Terry's cock in her cunt. From there, Nancy 
settled onto all fours, her ass cheeks flared in her brother's direction. 
And after lubing a pair of fingers by dipping them into her freshly fucked 
cunt, she poked them into the much smaller opening a notch away. 

"Getting the idea yet?" she called to her brother over her shoulder. 

"F-fuck you there, Nancy?" gulped Terry. "Jeez, Sis, my cock in your cherry 
cunt was one thing, but this ... I'm afraid I'll hurt you." 

"Damn, you'd better," Nancy readily answered. "Hurt me sooo gooooood!" 

Perhaps if Terry had never experienced this style of fucking he'd have been 
able to turn down his younger sister's reckless request. But already having 
done it with his big sister Carol had hooked him on this special form of 
sex-ass-fucking. Or, at least, that's what Nancy counted on. 

"Fuck me in the ass, damn you!" she demanded. "Won't take no for an answer!" 

Terry's cock answered for him. Its swollen head was abruptly mashed against 
the inviting dent of Nancy's ass. And, greased by a slippery mixture of jizz 
and pussy juice as it was, his hard-on slid right in the narrow space when 
Nancy aggressively rocked back on her knees. "Goes in easier than I 
thought," Terry noted. "Now more, more!" urged Nancy. 

She rocked back again, but this time her brother cooperated by lurching his 
crotch at the same time. As a result even more of his prick was abruptly 
buried in Nancy's ass. Only this time it wasn't so painless. 

"Hurt more than you thought, Sis?" Terry anxiously asked. 

"No," Nancy answered in what turned out to be sheer ecstasy, "hurts even 
better!" 

She climaxed right then and there. And, springing backward yet again, she 
jammed all but one inch of her brother's huge cock straight up her asshole. 

"Gotta get your whole cock fucking my butt, that's all there is to it," she 
vowed. "Just a little bit to go, Terry. Sock it to me!" By now Terry 
couldn't help being sold as much on the fuckability of Nancy's ass as he'd 
been on their big sister Carol's. So, pounding with his hips, he hammered 
the last of his prick in on his own, giving his younger sister what she 
craved-every inch he owned up her cherry butt. 

"You got it all, Sis," he reported after his hiking thrust. "As much cock as 
I've got for fucking your ass." 

"Mmmmm, you're telling me," moaned Nancy. "Never felt so full of anything in 
my life." 

"So now that you've proved you can take it all, want me to start moving it 
in and out?" 

Terry asked. 

"No, don't wanna give up a precious inch," Nancy said. "Just let me do all 
the work." 

Nancy began rolling her hips. Then, when she'd swiveled them in a full 
circle, she switched gears and tossed them all the way back around in the 
opposite direction. The result was a corkscrewing effect on her brother's 
buried cock. From there she repeated the process, her ass a whipsawing 
source of mounting friction. 

Caught up in the tempo his sister had set for the butt-fuck, all Terry could 
do was hold on for the ride. Nancy's dangling tits proved to be a convenient 
set of handles and he reached down and grabbed them as hard as he could. 

"Ahhh," she moaned with approval, "when you squeeze my titties it goes 
straight to my cunt. And since my fucked ass is wired to my clit, it's like 
my pussy is caught right in the middle of everything. Not being touched, but 
getting all the heat anyway. So much of my cum's oozing out of my hot, wet 
pussy that it feels like I'm pissing." 

Nancy didn't exaggerate. The orgasmic overflow which dripped from her cunt 
moistened the ground between her knees. Then she placed a hand beneath her 
crotch and caught some of her own nectar, bringing it to her mouth for a 
slurping taste. 

"Gee, I love the taste of my own cum," she gurgled. "In fact, I love 
everything about myself when I'm getting fucked. Makes me feel like the most 
beautiful girl in the world. Dirtier it gets, the more I turn myself on." 

Then, to prove she meant exactly what she claimed, Nancy strained from 
within. When her hand returned below her crotch, her cunt was more than just 
oozing now. It gushed. And catching a generous amount, she transferred the 
liquid prize to literally wash her face with it. 

"See?" she slobbered. "I even love my own piss." 

Then Nancy got a fresh supply of her cunt's golden discharge, cupping both 
of her hands to capture what she could of the last of her piss. With this, 
she slicked back her hair so she wound up looking as if she'd just stepped 
out of the swimming hole nearby. 

"But it's not just my cum and piss I love," she next declared. "You just 
wait until you're finished fucking my ass, Terry. I'll suck my own shit off 
your dirty cock like it was a hot fudge sundae!" 

Terry couldn't believe Nancy really meant the last part. Not even Carol had 
sucked his filthy prick when it was fresh out of her ass. Nancy, he guessed, 
was just so unhinged from losing her cherry that she was saying whatever 
came into her dizzy, little head. Maybe, though, it might be fun to call her 
bluff when the time was right. But, meanwhile, first things first.... 

"Gonna come, Sis!" Terry now announced. "Gonna be even more of a load in 
your ass than I shot in your cunt." 

"Better be!" Nancy greedily demanded. "Shoot it, stud, shoot it into me!" 

Her rear chute spasmed in expectation. Then her brother's hilted cock 
exploded. There was so much jizz that it spilled in a continuous stream 
rather than in a series of individual spurts. It poured all the way into 
Nancy's bowels to mingle with her boiling shit there, with the mixture then 
backing up and seeping out around Terry's cock. 

"Mmmm, my fucked ass is even messier than my fucked pussy was," Nancy sighed 
as the excess slime began leaking down her inner thighs. "I feel even more 
beautiful than I did before. Like such a dirty whore." 

"Let's find out just how dirty that gets," Terry grunted, his balls now 
drained. 

He pulled his filthy cock out of her squishing butt. Then he moved around in 
front of his sister as she remained on her hands and knees. 

"Well, Sis, here it is," he said, placing his dripping prick under her nose. 
"Still plan on sucking my dirty cock?" 

He assumed she'd come to her senses and back off, which would provide just 
the sort of break with the action they'd need to wind it up and get dressed 
so they could return to the church picnic before anyone missed them. 
However, once again, Nancy taught Terry not to underestimate her. The next 
thing he knew she had a mouthful of his prick and was sucking it clean. And 
from there.... 

"Damn, if I'm not coming all over again!" Terry rasped when the blow-job had 
lasted long enough to launch another gushing tide of fresh jizz. "C'mom, 
Sis, don't you ever get enough?" 

"No!" Nancy said simply when she'd finished him off. "No such thing as too 
much sucking and fucking now that I've lost my cherry. I'm ready for even 
more right this very minute." 

Terry was convinced she definitely meant it. That was why he now jumped away 
from her in self-defense and grabbed for his pants. For he knew if he stayed 
she'd make him keep fucking her until they were caught red-handed. Fact was, 
she was such a horny piece of ass that she was downright dangerous! 

"See you at the picnic, Sis," he told her when he was hastily dressed, then 
hurried away. 

He didn't run into her again for over an hour, until everybody sat down to 
eat. Then, looking so completely squared away that Terry sighed with relief, 
Nancy sat down next to him as though everything was back to normal. But then 
she let him know nothing would ever be the same by taking a chicken leg and 
swallowing it whole like she had his cock. When she took it out, she'd 
sucked the entire skin off. 

"See you at home," Nancy whispered with a devilish grin that sent cold 
chills down Terry's spine and hot blood to his crotch. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

"Terry," Mrs. Devlin said to her son, "you look so pale. Hope you didn't 
catch something at the picnic. Maybe your father and I should call your 
grandmother and tell her we won't be able to drive over to Centerville and 
visit her this Sunday." 

"Oh, don't worry, Mom, I'll take care of him...." 

Mrs. Devlin blinked, because two voices had said that same thing at once. 
"Well, thank you, girls," she then answered her daughters, glancing between 
them as they stood at opposite sides of the room. "Since you're both so 
willing to look after your brother, I'm sure Terry will be in good hands. 
We'll be back later tonight and I'll give your love to your grandmother." 

Now, warily eyeing his sisters, Terry was more than just pale. He was ashen. 
For, of course, he suspected that each wanted him to fuck her. And he hadn't 
the foggiest notion how to handle it without each of them finding out about 
the other. 

"Look, uh," he muttered to his sisters, "I really am feeling crappy. Really 
need to go to bed ... to, uh, just be by myself, y'know?" 

Then he was gone. He locked his door behind him, alone with his cold sweat, 
almost wishing he'd never fucked either of his sisters. Oh, well, at least 
there was a ball game on. He'd watch that on the TV in his room until this 
blew over and maybe he could forget about his cock being so damned hard in 
spite of the mess he was in. 

* * * 

With their brother gone, the Devlin sisters at first tried to pretend that 
there was no cause for concern. But there was definitely something in the 
air. Fleeting glances kept being exchanged when Nancy sat down to supposedly 
read a magazine and Carol painted her nails. The awkward silence was 
deafening. 

"Oh, shit!" Carol suddenly blurted, spilling the nail polish. 

"I'll get you something to clean it up," Nancy offered, jumping up and 
heading for the kitchen. 

When Nancy returned with paper towels, her sister looked as if she'd been 
shot in the heart with the bright red polish splattered like blood on the 
mound of her left tit. Nancy automatically started dabbing at the stain, 
feeling Carol's through the ruined sweater. 

"Oh, it's wrecked," Carol said, her breathing quickening. "Might as well 
just take it off and throw it away." 

"Sure, Sis," Nancy murmured, pulling her hand away. 

Carol drew the sweater over her head and wadded it up to avoid any further 
mess. Then she glanced down and saw that the nail polish had soaked clear 
through. 

"My bra's a total loss, too," she sighed. "Have to trash it along with my 
sweater." 

Now Carol unhooked the snap between the cups, so her bare tits bounced free. 
They were also smudged with some of the red liquid. 

"Well, I can't very well throw these away," Carol joked. "Here...." 

She took Nancy's hand and brought it to her large tits, urging her younger 
sister to rub them with the paper towel. Nancy noticed that as she did so, 
Carol's nipples hardened. 

"There ... now it's all gone," Nancy finally gulped, starting to remove her 
hand. 

"Don't stop," Carol said huskily. "Feels too good for you to stop." 

"B-but I was just cleaning you off," stammered Nancy. 

"And now you're turning me on," Carol boldly replied. "Can't help it, Sis, 
just can't help it whenever anybody starts doing something to my titties. 
Aren't yours that way?" 

Nancy blushed. 

"Yeah, I can tell they are," Carol chuckled. "Too bad I don't have any nail 
polish left to spill on you. Then I could rub your titties the same way 
you're doing to me and we could make each other feel this good." 

It was yet another side of her big sister Nancy hadn't seen before, one 
which she couldn't help asking about. 

"Carol ... what you just said. Have you ever actually done that before ... 
with another girl?" 

Carol didn't bat an eyelash. "Sure, I'm completely bi. When I'm with a guy, 
I'm all for his cock. But when I'm with the right girl, I start thinking and 
acting just like a dyke. In fact, I was making it with other chicks before I 
went off to college and officially lost my cherry to a guy." 

Nancy was stunned. She was also uncontrollably aroused. 

"Could it happen the other way around, Sis?" she now dared to ask Carol. "I 
mean, could a girl lose her cherry the normal way first and think boys were 
all she needed, then find out later she was just as turned on by other 
girls?" 

"Keep rubbing my titties, Sis," Carol coaxed, "and I think you'll get your 
answer. That is, if you're talking about who I think you are. Y-o-u." 

Nancy nodded and kept on massaging her big sister's lovely tits. Indeed, she 
was wondering if she was also bi, like Carol. 

"Tell you what really gets to me about us chicks," Carol purred while Nancy 
fingered her plump titties. "We're so much softer and sexier than guys. 
Sometimes I want it hard and macho, but just as much I swing the other way. 
Like, mmmm, now-with you, Sis. I'll bet you have just an adorable set of 
titties. Maybe not as big as mine, but...." 

Carol's voice trailed off into steamy anticipation as she began unbuttoning 
Nancy's blouse. Then, when it was open, she reached into the cups of her 
little sister's bra and lifted out the small but perfect titties. 

"Does it go straight to your pussy when I play with your titties like this, 
Sis?" Carol asked, expertly fondling Nancy's girlish mounds. 

"Mmm-hmmmm," Nancy moaned in admission. "It's happening right now. My 
pussy's so wet already." 

"So's mine," Carol cooed. "I'll bet if you sucked my pussy I'd come in your 
mouth right away. Would you come in my mouth if I sucked your pussy, Sis?" 

"God, yes!" Nancy swooned. "But hurry or I'll waste it by coming in my 
pants." 

So, just like that, it had been settled between the Devlin sisters that they 
were to waste no time in becoming lesbian lovers. Dropping from their tits, 
their hands anxiously stripped away each other's jeans and panties. Then the 
girls were on the floor, Carol on top to straddle Nancy's face with naked 
loins while looking down on the teenaged cunt below her. 

"Yes, my favorite number," Carol said. "Sixty-nine." 

She lowered her mouth against her kid sister's waiting pussy at one end of 
the action and sat on Nancy's face at the other end. Mutual slurping 
followed, filling the room with its lapping rhythm. This was quickly joined 
by orgasmic moaning as each sister kept her promise about coming in the 
other's mouth. 

From there it became even more intense, for clearly neither Carol nor Nancy 
would be satisfied with but a single climax. They turned out to be not only 
multi-orgasmic for one another, but also seemed to come each and every time 
together. 

"Oh, this is almost too good to be true!" Carol bubbled when she finally 
bobbed up for air. "My own little sister just as bi as I am. Why, we're just 
fantastic together. Eating your pussy's as near as I'll ever get to eating 
my own." 

Nancy was no longer shy about her newly found lesbian desires. "My pussy 
isn't the only place I'd like being eaten by you. And anything you do to me, 
I'll do right back." 

"Wow, you must be reading my mind," Carol lilted. "Then you like it in the 
ass, too, huh? A rim-job, Sis?" 

"Is that with our tongues?" 

"As far as we can stick 'em in. So far we can taste each other's shit if 
we're lucky." 

"Oh, yes, Carol! Please, yes! Rimjobs in our asses!" 

So, back down between one another's spread legs the Devlin sisters plunged, 
aiming their tongues a notch away from the cunts they'd already licked. 
Their assholes were tight but their oral tools wouldn't be denied, squirming 
within like burrowing snakes. 

Once again a series of shared climaxes highlighted the sixty-nine, the 
girls' assholes proving just as orgasmic as their cunts had been. And when 
they farted from time to time from the pressure of coming non-stop there was 
no embarrassment, just each horny sister hungrily sucking up the other's 
erotic fumes. 

"God, I love ass when it's connected to a pussy," Carol sighed when this 
stage of the action had run its course. "Fact is, I love everything about 
our bodies when I get down with another chick. Tell you, Sis, I could suck 
your toes, and if you were doing it back to me I'll bet we'd both come." 

"Anything that turns you on, Sis," Nancy said, giving her complete approval 
to whatever form Carol's lesbian lust took, "that's what'll turn me on, 
too." 

"That's a big word ... anything," Carol playfully warned. "Better watch out, 
or I just might take you up on it." 

"I'll never forgive you if you don't," Nancy shot back. "I mean it. Whatever 
two horny girls can do to each other, I want you to do it to me." 

"Okay, kiddo, you talked me into it!" Carol gusted. "Wait right here." 

Nancy waited on pins and needles while her sister was gone. She hadn't been 
this excited when she'd lost her cherry to her brother. Maybe that was 
because she'd know what Terry was going to do to her, but with Carol and 
all-female sex there was the added element of suspense. Namely, after they'd 
felt each other up and eaten each other out, just what did two girls do to 
top themselves?" 

"I'm back with the goods!" Carol announced, reappearing with something 
hidden behind her back. 

"C'mon, show me!" Nancy impatiently pleaded. 

Carol whipped it out into the open with a triumphant grin. What she held was 
the most obscene thing Nancy had ever seen. It was shaped like a cock, 
except there was a head at each end. 

"My God, what's that?" gasped Nancy. 

"They call it a dildo. Make 'em especially for us girls when we're too 
turned on by each other to let any guy in on our fun," Carol explained. 

"Wh-what do you do with it?" 

"Just what it looks like, but I'll spell it out for you if you want. 
"F-u-c-k," Carol chuckled. "I mean, who needs the real thing when you've got 
one of these beautiful monsters." 

Nancy was thrilled by the idea of an artificial cock designed to be used by 
just women, but she was still somewhat confused. "But who fucks who, Sis? I 
mean, do I fuck you ... do you fuck me?" 

"Silly girl," Carol teased. "With this kind of dildo, we fuck each other 
even-steven. 

Look." 

Now Carol firmly gripped the dildo at midpoint, aiming one end between her 
legs and sliding it several inches deep into her cunt. The effect was 
startling. For in addition to now having a pussyful of dildo, Nancy's big 
sister also seemed to have grown a female hard-on, as the exposed half of 
the device jutted from her crotch with twitching realism. 

"You mean that now you stick the other half into my pussy while the first 
part stays in you?" Nancy excitedly quizzed. 

"Absolutely, Sis," Carol confirmed. "Then, when we both start to move, every 
time one of us pushes our cock into the other one's cunt her own end will 
jam at the same time in her own pussy. That's how it works. Like a dream 
come true. And I do mean 'cummmmm'." 

"God, then I'm ready!" Nancy gushed. "Soooo fucking ready!" 

"Then give me a target, sweetie," Carol said. "Make yourself so fuckable 
that I wanna rape you." 

"Sure enough!" Nancy bubbled. 

She went to the couch. It was a large one, almost the size of a bed. And, as 
her ass sank into the cushion, Nancy hooked one leg over the backrest and 
dangled the other one out on the floor. This made her pussy yawn in juicy 
invitation. Then she opened her treasure even wider, fingering her lower 
lips so they stretched to the hollows of her crotch. Her cunt's inner pink 
glistened so vibrantly with lesbian arousal that it dazzled like wet neon. 

"Beautiful. Gorgeous," Carol panted in response, closing the distance 
between her spread-legged sister and herself. "Nancy, you ought to be 
ashamed of yourself, keeping your adorable pussy from me all these years. 
But, mmmm, better late than never." 

"I could say the exact same thing about you, Sis," Nancy reminded Carol. 
"But that was then and this is now." And begged, "Fuck me, Sis, fuck me the 
way only another girl can! Fuck me the way only my big sister can!" 

"Oh, shit, will I!" Carol gusted, kneeling now on the couch above her naked 
kid sister, the exposed half of the dildo aimed straight at Nancy's waiting 
pussy. 

As she braced herself for the moment of truth, Nancy closed her eyes. She 
wanted to see stars when her pussy was filled for the first time with 
another girl's big cock. Which was just the way it happened. Abruptly, Carol 
was thrusting, and with the dildo driving to her cunt's depths Nancy was 
treated to a flashing light show in her head that made her feel like she was 
soaring through outer space. 

"Wow," Nancy orgasmically swooned, "we've just started fucking, Sis, and I'm 
already coming!" 

"Same here!" Carol gasped. "Deeper I fuck your cunt with this monster, the 
harder my cunt gets fucked back!" 

And so the Devlin sisters shared their writhing climaxes. During this 
ecstasy, Nancy opened her eyes to see how their cunts were grinding 
together. The dildo wasn't even visible, it was so deeply plugged into both 
of them! 

"Wrap your legs around me now," Carol suggested. "Rock on top of me the way 
you would if I was a guy fucking you." 

"Don't even compare yourself to one of those bastards," Nancy teased. "Who 
needs boys? The way I fuck you back while you're fucking me doesn't have 
anything to do with them. I'd know exactly what to do with you, Sis, even if 
I'd never had a real cock in my cunt. Nothing ever felt so natural to me as 
fucking another girl." 

Nancy then went ahead and wound those long legs of hers around Carol's 
waist, rocking her big sister in the cradle of her thighs. This made the 
dildo see-saw back and forth between pussies, which meant a fresh round of 
shared climaxing. 

From here, the girls fucked and came nonstop in a marathon of sheer 
pleasure. The thing about all-female fucking was, of course, that neither 
partner had to stop after shooting a wad the way a male partner had to. The 
two-way dildo never got soft so there was always a fresh orgasm to replace 
the last one for each sister. 

By the time they'd finally stopped to rest, Nancy looked at the clock and 
sighed. "God, Sis, will you look at the time? I can't believe we fucked so 
long." 

"And the best thing is that we're still not finished," Carol answered. 
"Pussy sore?" 

Nancy admitted that her cunt was feeling the effects of so much action. And 
then, puzzled, she wondered why her sister would be asking about sore pussy 
on the one hand, while also vowing that the fucking was far from over. 

Then Carol confused Nancy even more, saying, "Good. My pussy's absolutely 
aching, too." 

"How's that good, Sis?" Nancy had to ask. "If our cunts are in that kinda 
shape, how can we fuck anymore?" 

"If there's more than one place to take a cock, same goes double for a 
two-way dildo," Carol merrily replied. "Just watch and you'll catch on real 
quick." 

Then, freeing herself from the vise of her kid sister's thighs, Carol rose 
to her knees. In the process, Nancy's half of the dildo left her thoroughly 
fucked cunt. And next, Carol removed the other half from her own cunt, 
holding it up to the light so it glistened with the thick sheen of pussy 
juice coating its length. 

"Perfect," Carol noted with satisfaction. 

Then Carol lowered the dildo below her waist once again, holding it around 
the middle. And, next, aiming one end toward her crotch like a dagger, she 
arched backward on her knees. For a moment the dildo seemed to be headed 
back into her cunt, but its angle turned out to be slightly south. 

"Getting the idea yet, Sis?" Carol asked after abruptly jamming herself with 
at least six inches. 

Nancy would have had to be deaf, dumb and blind not to. Indeed, she had 
trouble believing it had taken her so long to catch on to what her big 
sister had been getting at when it was so logical. 

"I love it!" Nancy declared. "Can I be on top this time, Sis?" 

"Just climb aboard!" urged Carol, then made herself even more inviting by 
drawing her legs all the way back over her head. 

Gazing at her jack-knifed sister, Nancy drooled with lust. For, emerging 
from the hole in Carol it plugged, the other half of the dildo jutted at a 
sharp angle in readiness for her to mount as if she would be sliding down a 
slippery pole. 

"Just know," she panted, straddling Carol, "that this is gonna be our best 
fucking yet." Then, in position, Nancy eased down, feeling the cockhead of 
the dildo nudging the puckered dent where it would enter her. Once more she 
closed her eyes before the plunge was taken, wanting to see those stars 
again. And, after a deep breath, down she went-and up into her tightest 
opening went all those hard, thrusting inches of lesbian cock. 

Nancy saw those stars, all right. Shooting stars, with her whizzing right 
past them at the speed of light. What a trip! She was already coming harder 
than at any time before. And when her big sister's orgasmic moans pierced 
her reeling consciousness, Nancy realized that Carol was soaring right along 
with her. 

"Oh, Sis," one of them swooned to the other, "this really is the best!" 

"Better than best!" her sister cried. 

Now Nancy opened her eyes. With her hips rising and falling she would watch 
how she rode the dildo as it emerged from the crux of her sister's loins to 
connect with her in the same place it plugged into Carol. 

And so it went, lasting even longer with even stronger coming than when 
they'd shared the dildo with their pussies. For this time around the horny 
Devlin sisters had reached the peak of lesbian passion. Nancy and Carol were 
fucking each other in the ass. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

The ball game was over. And now, while hiding from his sisters, Terry Devlin 
started to wonder what they'd been up to in his absence. Maybe, he hopefully 
thought, one of them had left, then that way he might be able to get in a 
quick fuck with the other one. Like whichever of his sisters was taking a 
bath. He could hear the water running. 

Unable to resist checking to find out if his luck had changed, Terry took a 
chance on leaving his room. From there, he cautiously scouted around the 
house. Except for the running water, there was no sign of either Nancy or 
Carol. And, he reasoned, they wouldn't both be in the tub so he felt he 
could count on having one of them all to himself. 

He went to the bathroom. The door was closed. He was considering just 
barging in unannounced, when voices from within jolted him into realizing 
that he'd been dead wrong about only one sister being home-and about only 
one of them being in the tub. 

"Mmmm, keep washing my titties like that, Sis," Carol sighed. "I just love 
the way your soapy fingers feel on my nipples. Makes them as hard as little 
marbles." 

"But if I don't stop now, I won't stop with just your titties," Nancy 
answered. 

"What's wrong with that?" Carol purred. 

"Just that I've got to talk to you about something first, Sis," Nancy said. 
"Kinda serious." 

"Well, okay. Shoot," Carol agreed to listen. 

"Well," Nancy murmured, obviously self-conscious, "it's about how I lost my 
cherry. This boy who fucked me the first time-" 

Now Carol was very interested. "I was wondering when you'd finally say 
something about that. I always figured you'd hold onto your cherry at least 
as long as I did, until you got to college. Who was he? Anybody I know?" 

"Yeah, I'll say you know him. You ought to. He's your brother, too." 

"You're kidding!" Carol gulped, taken by surprise. "I mean this has to be a 
joke. Like I told you, Sis, I was still cherry when I left for college. So 
I've never even put out for any guy in this town ... well, except for...." 

"Except," Nancy pointedly repeated the key word, "when you came home from 
college." 

There was a long wait, then Carol choked, "So-y-you know ... about me ... 
and him?" 

"I saw everything the other night," Nancy matter-of-factly stated. "That's 
how I got the idea that he should be the one to take my cherry. Happened 
Saturday in the bushes at the church picnic." 

"My God! Pinch me, I'm dreaming this. That both of us actually fucked ... 
fucked...." 

"Terry," Nancy finished. 

"But why-why are you telling me? I'd have never known if you'd kept quiet?" 

"But why shouldn't you know?" Nancy asked. "If we're going to fuck each 
other, Sis, there's no reason for any secrets between us." 

There was another long wait. Then, from a wistfully sighing Carol, "Yeah ... 
Sis, you're right. Absolutely right. From now on we're not just sisters. 
Even more than lovers, in fact. We're a team." 

There was yet another pause. This one while Carol built up a full head of 
steam. 

"Damn," she then declared, "the more I think about it, this is so crazy that 
it's all starting to make some kinda perfect sense." 

"I was hoping you'd get around to seeing it that way," Nancy sighed, 
relieved now that her big sister had reacted so positively. "Fact is, now 
that I've fucked you, I just don't know what in the world to do about Terry 
anymore." 

"Simple," Carol said confidently. "Since we're in this together now, we just 
give Terry more of the same-only twice as much." 

"You mean ... fuck him again?" 

"Only this time we do it together," Carol declared. "Remember what I told 
you before, Sis? We're a team! And that means when we fuck together, it 
doesn't have to be just each other." 

And after running it over in her mind, Nancy smiled and nodded in total 
agreement. 

Outside the bathroom door, spying on his sisters, Terry Devlin had heard it 
all. At first he'd been scared shitless when they started talking about him. 
But then it had worked well. 

"Hell, couldn't have planned it better myself," Terry sighed, summing up his 
incredibly good luck. "Wow, two pieces of ass at the same time! Wonder when 
those two horny bitches'll hit on me! Hope they're not too wasted from 
getting it on with each other so they make me have to wait." 

Just as he got back to his room now the phone rang. After it was answered in 
another part of the house, he picked up his extension and listened in. It 
was their mother. There'd been car trouble. Nothing that serious, but it 
would take until tomorrow to get it fixed so the kids would be on their own 
overnight. Could they handle it? 

"Sure thing, Mom," Carol answered. "Everything's under control. And Terry's 
feeling a whole lot better. Uh, so good, in fact, that sis and I are 
thinking about taking him out for a pizza or something. We can use the other 
car, can't we?" 

Pizza? Terry thought, I want pussy! 

Meanwhile, he listened to their mother tell Carol to have fun but not to 
keep him out too late. Then the conversation was over, the line dead on the 
other end. But before Carol hung up, Terry heard his other sister having the 
same reaction he'd had about this so-called pizza-run. 

"Pizza?" Nancy said from the background. "I thought we were-" 

"Trust me, Sis. I promise you'll love this," Carol chuckled, then the phone 
clicked completely dead and all Terry could do was wait for whatever was 
going to happen. 

* * * 

Instead of a pizza parlor, it was a disco on the wrong side of the tracks. 
Either the cops didn't care about this part of town, or the owners were 
paying them off, because it was a place where just about anything went. 
People on the dance floor behaved like there was no tomorrow. One of them 
was Carol. Another of them was Nancy. Not that they were the only two girls 
dancing together. 

"Jesus," Terry sighed as he watched them carry on. "Anyplace else, Carol and 
Nancy would be arrested by now." 

His cock was plenty hard from watching them, that was for sure. He guessed a 
lot of other guys' were too. Right now, for instance, Carol was bending, 
showing the world she wasn't wearing any panties under her short skirt. And 
Nancy was holding her ass from behind, grinding her own crotch against it 
almost like they were dog-fucking with an invisible dildo on the dance 
floor. 

Terry couldn't help it. He started rubbing his hard cock and churning balls 
through his jeans. His sisters were driving him nuts! He'd come in his pants 
if this kept up. If only they'd come out and say something about him and 
them getting together, then he could admit how turned on he was without 
having to worry about making a fool of himself. 

Then the music stopped between records and the girls returned to the table. 
They sat down on either side of Terry. He tried to make conversation, when 
one of them reached across him like he wasn't even there and started playing 
with the other one's tits. The favor was quickly returned. 

"Uh," Terry gulped, speechless when each of his sisters placed her free hand 
under the table on his bulging crotch. 

So Terry just sat there in stunned silence, listening to the whining sound 
of his fly being unzipped. Then the pair of hands reached into his open 
jeans and pulled out his stiff prick. It was like a dream. Terry was afraid 
if he moved a muscle-except the one between his legs-he'd wake up all alone 
at home in bed. 

While they kept on feeling up each other's tits, they began jacking off his 
cock together. With the kind of shape Terry was in, it didn't take long. 
Almost as soon as the dual hand-job from his sisters had begun, he was 
coming a creamy torrent of jizz. 

Once he'd shot his wad, Nancy and Carol looked across him and grinned at one 
another. Then they brought their cum-soaked hands from under the table. Each 
offered her sticky fingers to the other and they sucked them clean. Terry 
got another instant hard-on watching them. Then, his rigid prick dripping 
and twitching, he wondered why Carol had just become so interested in her 
wristwatch. 

"Oh, will you look at the time," she sighed. "Past ten already. And I 
promised mom we'd get Terry home and in bed early. Sis, are you ready to 
go?" 

"Raring to go," Nancy giggled. 

The girls got up and left the table. All Terry could do was stuff his 
slippery cock back in his jeans and hobble along behind them. When he got to 
the car his sisters acted like nothing out of the ordinary had been 
happening. On the uneventful way home, Terry was laying even money to 
himself that this really was all some sort of crazy dream. 

Then they were back. The girls went in ahead of Terry, chatting about 
nothing in particular. He was in such a daze as he straggled behind them 
that he'd even lost his previous hard-on. 

By the time he entered the house the girls had already apparently gone to 
their rooms. He guessed he had no choice but to go to his and sleep this one 
off. But when he opened his door, his plans were changed by the instant 
return of his hard-on as a result of the incredible sight awaiting him. 

The trail of their clothes led to the bed, where they sprawled stark naked 
side by side with their legs spread. Their wide open cunts seemed to jump 
out at Terry, making his knees as weak as his cock was stiff. 

"If we haven't got you in the mood by now," one of them purred to him, "we 
never will." 

"Fuck us!" the other one added. 

More like rape them, Terry thought, after what they'd put him through. In 
the mood? God, he felt like his whole body had turned into one huge, 
six-foot cock! These bitches didn't know just what they'd bargained for. 

So Terry stripped down to nothing, brimming with macho energy. Then he 
advanced to the bed and those pussies. Which one should he start fucking 
first? But what difference did it make? 

On the bed, kneeling and setting his hips, he stabbed his cock into one of 
his sister's cunts. He didn't care which because at the same time he was 
also mauling the other bitch's tits with his grabbing hands. Both girls 
squealed. Then he switched, his prick yanked from the first pussy and 
barging into the second one at the same time he shifted his gouging grasp 
from one set of tits to the other. 

From there, things temporarily became a blur for the frenzied Terry. His 
cock fucked back and forth between his sister's cunts with alternating 
thrusts, while he squeezed the tits of whoever he wasn't fucking at the 
moment. But then, all at once, he focused on something he couldn't ignore. 

"You dykes," he hissed. "You damned dykes." 

They were making out with each other while he fucked them! Kissing on the 
mouth. He could even hear their tongues slurping down each other's throats. 
It was like he was just their plaything, something to fuck them because they 
didn't have cocks of their own. 

Terry's pride was wounded. The fantasy come true of fucking both his sisters 
in the same bed was turning into a lesbian putdown. They were just using 
him. And then Terry remembered his earlier thought of rape. Before it had 
just been a flight of fancy but now he was ready to deliver and teach these 
cunts a lesson they'd never forget! 

Suddenly, Nancy and Carol were no longer kissing. Abruptly their enraged 
brother grabbed them by the hair and snatched their faces apart so violently 
that their tongues hung out of their open mouths in surprise. 

"You're not just fucked, bitches," Terry snarled. "You're raped! This stud 
right here's gonna rape the dyke out of both of you for once and for all!" 

He slapped them with simultaneous blows, knocking their heads together. Fear 
was now evident in their faces and Terry loved it. Pouring it on, he pulled 
his cock out into the open from the cunt it had just been fucking, slanted 
it downward at point-blank range, then pissed into those seemingly terrified 
faces. 

"My cock's too good to fuck your cunts," he said. "I want it tighter, so it 
really hurts you. So neither of you'll be able to sit down for a week 
without thinking about me. And that means you're getting the shit raped out 
of you, straight up your assholes!" 

He grabbed fistfuls of their hair again. Twisted their heads and warned them 
he'd break their necks if they didn't give in. Up on their hands and knees 
was how he wanted them. He wanted their butts in the air and the cheeks 
spread. They were his meat now. 

Nancy and Carol meekly obeyed. Then, looking at their asses cheek-to-cheek, 
Terry got an idea he couldn't resist. Something that would really set the 
stage in style for butt-fucking the bitches. 

"Since you two have been prick-teasing me all night," he darkly chuckled, "I 
owe you more than just raping you. First, I've got to make sure you know 
what bad girls you've been. You know what happens to bad, little girls in 
this family, don't you? Only this time you get it from me instead of dad. 
That's right, bad, little girls get spanked. Hard!" 

Terry's open hand came crashing down with a sharp smack that stung both 
asses at the same time. The girls squirmed from the impact, but remained 
silent. This spurred Terry on, who wanted them to beg for mercy. He went on 
to rain down blows, spanking their asses bright red. 

"You know it hurts. Why don't you say something, damn it?" he sputtered with 
frustration when he temporarily had to stop because his own hand was sore. 

And now, Carol looked over her shoulder and said of the spanking, "Daddy did 
it better. First time I ever came was when he was whipping my bare butt." 

"I used to wet my pants when daddy paddled me," Nancy added. "He really knew 
how to hit a girl in just the right places." 

Like most teenaged boys, Terry hated being unfavorably compared with his 
father. "There's nothing the old man can do that I can't do better!" he 
vowed. 

With a fresh surge of spite, he resumed his assault on his sisters' asses, 
using both his hands to deliver alternating blows from the left and right. 
This time he was determined not to quit until he got the results he wanted. 

"Come, damn you, Carol, like you did for dad!" he demanded of his big 
sister. "And you'd sure as hell better start pissing, Nancy!" 

The girls looked at each other, then shrugged. And next, Carol, as if she 
were flicking a switch, reached down and briefly fingered her clit. With a 
simultaneous blow from her brother across her ass, she climaxed on the spot 
so noticably that her sticky cum trickled out of her oozing cunt down her 
inner thighs. 

"Mmmm, that's better," Terry expressed his satisfaction. "Now it's your 
turn, Nancy. Piss, you little bitch, piss for me like you did for the old 
man!" 

He concentrated on her ass alone at this point, smacking it with a pair of 
stinging whacks. Bearing down from within, Nancy didn't even have to touch 
herself as Carol had done. All at once her cunt gushed with liquid gold. 

"Right on!" Terry crowed. 

He was so excited that he automatically started stroking his rigid cock. If 
he kept it up for long in his state, he'd come all over his jerking hand 
before he finally got around to fucking his sisters' asses. 

"Hey, what's the deal?" Carol taunted him over her shoulder. "Sis and I 
would've never come and pissed for you if we'd known it was going to turn 
you into a jack-off artist. Okay, so you proved you can whip our butts like 
daddy used to do, but don't turn out like him the rest of the way." 

What Carol had just hinted at surprised Nancy as much as it did Terry. Both 
of them clearly wanted to hear more from their big sister about their 
father's behavior after a spanking. 

"Daddy'd always go off and beat his meat after he'd paddled me," Carol 
revealed. "I'd go sneak after him and watch. He's got a real big cock and he 
shoots lots of cum. Shame the way he'd waste it. But I was too young to help 
him out and mom's never put out for the poor guy more than once a month. Who 
knows, though, maybe jerking off runs in the family like big cocks. Look at 
you, Brother Dear. Two asses to fuck and...." 

Terry got the message. He didn't know whether his big sister was telling the 
truth, but, as long as there was a chance she was, there was no way he'd let 
himself wind up like his father. 

"You bitches are as good as fucked!" he vowed. 

Terry's hand stayed on his prick, but now that was to aim his ten inches 
like a weapon at the target of one of the puckered shitpits waiting for him 
to fuck it. In he surged, all the way to his balls with a single 
cock-thrust. In his frenzy to prove he had his father beat all to hell he 
wasn't even sure whose ass he was fucking until he heard Nancy cry out with 
welcome pain. 

"Hurts just super!" she swooned. "Oh, Carol, just wait until Terry rips your 
ass too. His cock's so mean and nasty tonight, as good as our dildo. I'm 
shitting and coming already and you won't be any different." 

"Well, I'm waiting," Carol impatiently said. "Hurry up, Terry, sis isn't the 
only one who can shit and come for your big cock." 

Duty-bound to butt-fuck both his sisters equeally, Terry pulled out of Nancy 
and drew a bead on his big sister's dusky pucker. Then, abruptly, he was now 
ten inches into her tightest opening to his cock's root. 

"Mmmm," Carol moaned with approval, "I feel what Nancy means. All that 
prick-teasing we put you through tonight really did the job. We ought to 
send you a bill for turning you into such a stud." 

Then, with her big sister having come right away, Nancy insisted that it was 
her turn again for a buttful of their brother's cock. A good sport, Carol 
relaxed her rear muscles and let Terry go. Within seconds, his cockmeat was 
making a return trip up his kid sister's ass. But, as soon as it had, Carol 
started fussing for her next turn all over again. 

You had to be tireless to fuck two horny assholes like these. Terry filled 
the bill. He wasn't just young and strong, he was possessed. Neither of his 
sisters, he was determined, would ever be able to say anybody had 
butt-fucked her any better than he was right here and now. 

They seemed to agree with him. "Damn, it doesn't get any better than this! 
I'm so glad Terry came through," Nancy gasped. 

"He'd have never been this much of a stud for us, though, if we hadn't 
driven him up the wall first," Carol boasted. "Prick-teasing's not usually 
my style, but tonight it worked like a charm." 

Now it was Terry's turn to agree with them. If they'd just showed up in his 
room for three-in-a-bed without all the rest of it first, the way he'd have 
performed probably would've been just going through the motions compared to 
this. There'd have been no raping, spanking or pissing. He'd most likely 
have been content to just fuck them separately, then call it a night. 

But this way he was still going strong, constantly shifting his cock back 
and forth between their assholes. And looking forward to the enormous wad he 
was bound to shoot, he was planning to really pour it on in a special way. 
Which wouldn't be long in occurring because the constant friction of fucking 
from ass to ass was taking its toll in the form of the rising tide at the 
pit of his thrusting loins. 

Then, Terry's big moment was definitely at hand. He'd held back his jizz as 
long as humanly possible. It was ready to flow and he knew exactly where he 
wanted to let it fly. 

Out of the ass he happened to be currently fucking lurched his prick. It was 
filthy with female shit. Then, in the instant he had left before his jizz 
erupted, Terry grabbed his sisters by their hair and wrenched their faces 
around while he wedged between their naked bodies so his cock was at the 
closest possible range. 

"Lick it!" he commanded. "Lick your own shit off my ass-fucked prick while I 
come in your mouths!" 

Their heads together, Nancy and Carol obediently put their tongues to work 
just as their brother's cock exploded with a creamy supply of the thickest, 
hottest, most possible jizz. What they didn't swallow drooled down their 
chins. By the time Terry finished coming they were both a mess, which was 
predictable. What was not was that he still had a jutting hard-on in spite 
of the load he'd just shot. 

"Well," he matter-of-factly said, "looks like I'm just gonna have to fuck 
you two bitches all over again." 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Fucked by his sisters into eventual exhaustion, Terry would wind up flat on 
his back. Nancy and Carol changed the filthy sheets and tucked him into bed. 
Next morning they'd recovered from the night of action and he hadn't. They 
guessed they'd just have to tell their mother that her darling boy had 
suffered a relapse of the ailment he'd had yesterday. 

Then, their brother sleeping, Nancy and Carol went to work putting the house 
back in order before their parents returned. Nancy seemed to have her mind 
on something else, though. Finally Carol asked what was bothering her. 

"What you said about daddy," Nancy hesitantly said. "That wasn't really 
true, was it? About him jacking off after spanking you?" 

"Oh, for sure!" Carol readily admitted. "All the time when you were younger. 
I used to spy on him after he whipped you, too, and he did the same thing." 

Her big sister was so matter-of-fact about it that Nancy had no reason to 
doubt her. 

"Ah, I know what you're thinking, Sis," Carol teased while Nancy fumbled for 
the right words. "You're wondering how to ask me if daddy's cock is really 
as big as I said it was, right?" 

Nancy gave a self-conscious nod. 

Carol held her hands out almost a foot, giggling, "This long." Then she made 
a semi-circle where her thumb and forefinger were only halfway toward 
meeting, adding, "And this big around." 

"He's hung like that and mom won't let him fuck her except once a month?" 

"Shit, it's probably less than that these days," Carol sighed. "I used to 
spy on them fucking when I was a kid and it was sooo boring. I mean, nothing 
happened. Mom's totally frigid, at least for daddy. Couldn't come for him if 
her life depended on it." 

Now Nancy sighed. "Poor daddy. He deserves a whole lot better." 

"Mmmmmm, you're telling me," Carol agreed. "You should just see for yourself 
how he's hung when he's really hard. And all the cum his big cock shoots! 
Wonder what he does to turn himself on now that we're too old to spank 
anymore." 

Then, after a long pause during which you could almost hear the gears 
clicking in her brain, Carol grinned from ear to ear. 

"Come to think of it," she wistfully suggested, "who says we're too old for 
daddy to still spank us?" 

Nancy knew what her sister was getting at and was fascinated. "How bad do 
you think we'd have to be?" 

"We'll never know for sure unless we do our worst, now will we?" Carol 
snickered. "Just listen to this idea. And remember, Sis, we're a team...." 

* * * 

Art Devlin sat in his easy chair with his newspaper. He was in the habit of 
reading every article. The family rule was that no one was allowed touch the 
paper until he was finished. At one time, when his children were younger, 
he'd often had to lay down the law by spanking them when they disobeyed him, 
especially his pesky daughters. 

And now, with those spankings a thing of the past, Art was reminded of them 
again. For, as he went from one page to another, he noticed that something 
was missing in between. He automatically checked the table of contents. 

"The funny papers," he sighed, identifying the missing section and recalling 
that in the past his oldest daughter had regularly slipped the comics out 
for herself in spite of his warnings. "See Carl hasn't lost her taste for 
that nonsense." 

Sighing some more, Art Devlin thought back about all the times he'd had to 
spank Carol as punishment for this very thing. In his mind's eye he could 
see her bent over his knee, her bare bottom showing after'd pulled down her 
cotton panties. It had happened so often that she almost seemed to like it. 

"Ahhhhh, Carol had a cute, little ass, didn't she?" he admitted to himself 
now as the missing comics tickled his memory. "So did Nancy when I had to 
spank her. It wasn't my fault what I did after I got through punishing them. 
It was just what came naturally...." 

His voice trailing off, Art Devlin realized he had a throbbing hard-on. He 
wished Carol was young enough for him to spank again for having stolen the 
comics from his newspaper. Or that if he got up he could count on tripping 
over one of Nancy's wayward toys. What he'd give for the excuse to pull down 
their panties and get his hands on their bare bottoms again. 

Then, looking up, he suddenly saw Carol standing there. There was something 
different yet eerily familiar about her. Then it struck Art. Rather than the 
modern young woman she'd come home from college as, she was dressed like a 
girl still not into her teens. Pigtails. No makeup, her freckles standing 
out on her apple cheeks. Knee stockings, a pleated skirt, and saddle 
oxfords. Art halfway started to wonder if he were dreaming. 

She was clutching the missing part of the paper, the newsprint smudging her 
fingers. Art couldn't keep from being drawn helplessly drawn into the past, 
his cock flexing with nostalgia. 

"You took the comic page without my permission again, didn't you, young 
lady?" he heard himself say. 

"I'm sorry, Daddy," Carol childishly whimpered. "I know I've been bad. Are 
you gonna spank me?" 

"Is your mother home?" Art anxiously asked. 

"She went shopping," Carol murmured. "Guess that means I'm gonna get it, 
huh, Daddy? You always spank me when mom's not around." 

"This is just between us, young lady," Art said sternly. "Now get down over 
my knee and take your medicine. 

Carol got into position without protest. She even flipped her own skirt up. 
Her father held his breath at what he saw. White, cotton panties, the little 
girl kind! 

Art pulled them down, his hands trembling. Carol's exposed ass squirmed 
under his gaze. Between the cheeks he glimpsed her pussy. Incredibly, it was 
just as hairlessly smooth as it had been when she was a little girl. By 
reflex, Art's open hand abruptly slapped its waiting target. His oldest 
daughter's ass-cheeks reddened and separated from the stinging impact. He 
could see even more of her cunt as a result. It was partially spread from 
the rear, drooling from the parted lips with glistening juice-and definitely 
without a speck of hair. 

"Is that all you're gonna spank me, Daddy?" Carol then girlishly asked. "I 
deserve worse than that for ruining your newspaper after all the times 
you've warned me not to." 

"Yes," Art agreed, "I guess you deserve worse." 

He struck her again. This time he'd aimed slightly lower, and his hand came 
up wet from her oozing pussy. 

"I'll leave it up to you," he then said. "You let me know when you think 
you've had enough." 

Art resumed the spanking. The blows came into sticky contact with Carol's 
bald cunt every time now. She was getting wetter and wetter, her hips 
rhythmically jerking. 

"Enough?" Art hoarsely asked. 

"More ... more, Daddy, more," she hoarsely replied. 

It was an exchange that had occurred many times in the past, but not for 
several years. And now, for Art Devlin, the gap between then and the present 
had temporarily vanished. Spanking his oldest daughter while her excitement 
grew along with his seemed like the most natural thing in the world to him 
again. 

And, while it took place, Art could feel his straining hard-on rub through 
his pants against Carol's wriggling pussy. Could she feel his big cock with 
her little clit. Was that what made her so excited when he turned her over 
his knee and whipped her? 

"Oh, daddy," she cried, "you've spanked me just perfect now! I can feel it 
right between my legs!" 

Her leaking pussy stained Art's pants through to his leg. She had to be 
coming. Art could hardly wait to get by himself and jack off while her 
helpless orgasm was still fresh in his mind. 

But then, while Carol was still wiggling on his lap.... 

"Daddy, that's not fair," Nancy pouted, suddenly appearing as if out of 
nowhere. "You're spanking sis and I've been just as bad as she was." 

Art's eyes popped. His youngest daughter was dressed in the same childish 
way as his older one was. He wondered if her cunt was hairless too. 

"I left my toys scattered all over the hallway," Nancy continued, giggling. 
"I thought you'd trip over them and spank me first before you found out that 
Carol swiped the funnies out of your newspaper." 

Now Carol spoke up. "Let her have her turn, Daddy. She deserves it as much 
as I do." 

So, Art thought, it was all out in the open. They wanted him to spank them. 
He wished he could be so honest and show them how hard his cock was out of 
his pants while he was paddling them. He knew they had to feel it when they 
were hanging over his lap. Would they make it unnecessary for him to have to 
jack himself off with something a whole lot better? If only he had the nerve 
to go that far. 

Meanwhile, Carol had left and Nancy took her place. Art pulled down her 
white, cotton panties. Her asscheeks spread before he'd even delivered a 
slap. Her pussy was completely smooth, too. 

"Hurry, Daddy, hurry," Nancy begged. "Hurry up and spank me so I can let go 
inside. I've been holding it in so long I can taste it." 

Art knew exactly what that meant. Piss, hot, gushing, golden, girlish piss. 
That's what he could expect from Nancy's cunt when he spanked her. Her piss 
soaking through the crotch of his pants to soak his rigid cock and churning 
balls. 

He started spanking her. Her hairless cunt rubbed against the bulge of his 
hard-on, then, after about the tenth blow, erupted with a gushing torrent of 
liquid gold. And now, after spanking his daughters one right after the other 
for the first time ever, Art couldn't wait to get by himself to jack off. He 
came in his pants. 

"Mmmmmm, I'm not the only one who's wet now," Nancy giggled, her bare loins 
wiggling against her father's soggy lap. 

Art, of course, was terribly embarrassed. He just wanted to go somewhere and 
hide. But his daughters were in no mood to let him off the hook. 

"Excuse me, Daddy," Nancy trilled, "but I've just gotta see with my own eyes 
what I made you do." 

Refusing to leave his lap, she reached between Art's legs and boldly 
unzipped his fly. Then her hand was inside his pants. 

"Oooooh, Carol! Daddy's sooo sticky." 

Nancy pulled it out then. Her father's cock. Still dripping with the last of 
the jizz it had just spilled, it was also still as hard as a rock as it 
stood up between her asscheeks. 

"Gee, Daddy," she next said directly to a mind-boggled Art, "it feels a 
whole lot better when it's out of your pants and rubbing against me without 
anything in the way." 

Nancy rolled her slender hips, stroking the thick shaft of her father's 
prick with her hairless pussy. Then a further improvement occurred to her. 

"But I'll bet it'd feel even better if it was inside me," Nancy excitedly 
suggested. 

This was the absolute moment of truth for Art Devlin. Was he man enough to 
fuck his own daughter when that was what she was so obviously hinting at? He 
didn't know the answer until he heard his own voice. 

"Yes, darling, yes," he whispered to Nancy. "Put daddy's cock in your cunt 
now. Daddy wants to fuck you if that's what you want him to do." 

"Mmmm-hmmmm," Nancy sighed. 

Now she lifted her crotch while her father's prick jutted at a right angle 
from his lap, then slid her cunt all the way down his ten-plus inches to his 
balls. Art knew at once from her pussy's deep groove that she wasn't a 
virgin, but, damn, if he didn't feel like he was about to lose his own 
cherry. 

"Oh, yeah, Daddy," Nancy moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me." By now she'd adjusted 
herself so her legs were straddling her father, as though, face down, she 
were in a swimming position. Art could see his cock in her, tugging her 
pussy lips in and out with rhythmically mounting friction. 

And then there was Carol, temporarily forgotten but not for long. Catching 
her father's attention, she cooed, "Wow, watching you two fuck's such a 
turn-on. Can't keep my hands off my own pussy." 

Carol dropped her skirt, so with her panties already gone she was naked 
below the waist. Then she slipped a pair of fingers into her exposed cunt 
and started probing deep within. 

"'Course," she soon added while she finger-fucked herself, "it'd be even 
better if I could get in on the action, too." 

Once again it was a case of Art Devlin not knowing what his reaction would 
be until he heard the sound of his own voice. "I-I'll suck your pussy, 
Carol. Daddy'll put his mouth all over your cunt while he's fucking your 
little sister if you want him to." 

"Talk about an offer I can't refuse," Carol readily accepted her father's 
suggestion. "Here I come ... and do I mean cummmmmm!" 

She went to the chair, standing beside it. 

When her father turned at eye-level with her crotch, she promptly thrust her 
bald cunt against his face. His hungry slurping immediately followed. 

"Daddy, use your tongue," Carol then requested. "Use your tongue all the way 
inside my cunt. Like you're fucking me with it so I can come in your mouth 
for you." 

Art orally surged. Carol's pussy muscles spasmed around his hilting tongue. 
Then, as she orgasmically groaned, the sweet, sticky warmth of her female 
cum seeped across her father's tastebuds. 

"Ahhhhh, drink it, Daddy, drink it," Carol swooned. "Every drop of my pussy 
juice. I'm coming so hot and wet for you." 

Then, from below, there was another orgasmic swoon. From Nancy, who was 
coming too as her father's big cock pumped in her cunt. 

"Well, Sis," Nancy expressed her delight to Carol, "different chapter, but 
the same story. We're coming together, just like we always do." 

"Told you we're a team," Carol bubbled. 

And between them, fucking one of their cunts and sucking the other, Art 
Devlin listened to his daughters and realized from what they'd said that 
this undoubtedly wasn't the first time they'd shared the same male. Who 
else, he couldn't help wondering, had previously fallen under their erotic 
spell? Then it actually seemed they were going to answer his question for 
him. 

"Bet I know what daddy's thinking right now," Nancy lilted. "He's trying to 
figure out who else we fucked and sucked together." 

"Think we ought to tell him, Sis?" Carol said to Nancy. 

"Only after we're finished with him," Nancy replied. "If we blow daddy's 
mind too much too soon, he might lose his hard-on before both of us get 
everything we want from it." 

"Okay, hear that, Daddy?" Carol asked. "If you ever wanna find out what else 
sis and I've been up to, you're gonna have to hang in there with a hard-on 
until Nancy and I've sucked and fucked you every which way but loose. Is it 
a deal, Daddy?" 

Art tried to speak, but Carol held his head and wouldn't let his mouth leave 
her pussy. So, his face locked between her legs, he just nodded as well as 
he could that he was willing to be his daughters' stud-service for as long 
as they wanted. 

"Good boy!" Carol said, as if she were the parent and he the child. "Now 
prove you mean it by coming in Nancy's cunt as quick as you can." 

The instant the demand was made, Art's balls rose in their sac to cling to 
the root of his prick. At the same time, Nancy squeezed her tight, young 
cunt around his cockmeat harder than at any time before. That was it. Art 
was moaning into Carol's cunt in reaction to the way his cock was abruptly 
gushing jizz to the depths of Nancy's pussy. 

"Oooooh, Sis," Nancy cheered, "what a load daddy's shooting into me now! 
He's coming in my cunt like his big cock's pissing jizz. My pussy'll never 
hold it all. I'll be such a sticky mess." 

"Don't worry, kiddo," Carol answered, "I'll clean out your pussy for you 
after daddy's finished making a mess of it. And if watching me lick his cum 
out of your fucked cunt doesn't keep his cock hard so he can fuck me while 
I'm going down on you, then he's not the stud we think he is." 

"Well, he's through coming in my cunt now," Nancy said, "so we'll find out 
what he's made of right away." 

Then Nancy's swamped cunt and her father's drained cock finally parted 
company, as she gracefully slid off his lap and down onto the floor. She 
landed on all fours, posed like a bitch in heat with her rear-spread cunt 
oozing excess jism. Moving immediately in behind her at their father's feet 
was a kneeling Carol. She burrowed her face between Nancy's asscheeks with 
slurping hunger, feasting on her kid sister's freshly fucked cunt. 

Looking down at them, Art rememebered their prediction that his cock would 
stay hard enough to fuck Carol once he saw her going down on Nancy. And 
they'd been absolutely right. Art hadn't kept a hard-on like this after 
already getting a piece of ass since he'd been a young man in the Navy, 
running whores on shore leave. 

He got out of his chair, kicking it backward so he'd have enough room to 
lower himself to his daughters' level and stick his tireless cock ball-deep 
into a young cunt. Carol's this time. Damn, Art thought, bald like it was, 
it was a carbon copy of Nancy's. As far as their pussies were concerned his 
girls might well have been identical twins. 

From behind, Art aimed his cock, set his hips, and shoved. Carol's cunt 
swallowed his meat to the last fraction of the last inch. Then he was 
starting to move it in and out, fucking her dog-style while she continued 
eating her kid sister's previously fucked pussy at the far end of their 
threesome. 

Carol's cunt, her father happily realized, didn't just look like her kid 
sister's, it was every bit as tight as well. In a blindfold test, Art Devlin 
could only have guessed which of his daughters he was fucking. 

"Damn, if I'm not the luckiest guy in the world to have two horny little 
girls like my own two princesses," he said happily. 

Indeed, Art's only regret at this point was that he hadn't given into his 
natural instincts in the past and started fucking Carol and Nancy a long 
time ago. But better late than never, he reminded himself. Most other dads 
of daughters went to their graves without ever experiencing the pride that 
came from having their little girls turn on like hot-blooded women to the 
old man's big, hard cock. 

Then, of course, there was another bonus as far as Art was concerned in 
terms of this spectacular twist his family life had taken. That had to do 
with his wife, the girls' mother. Sarah had never been able to satisfy him 
in all their years of marriage and he'd never been able to satisfy her. Art 
had often wondered why he stuck around-and now he knew! 

"Good things come to those who wait," he said, chuckling the old saying. 

But he wasn't going to wait very much longer for the next flurry of 
incestuous pleasure awaiting him. For with his cock pistoning nonstop in 
Carol's dog-fucked pussy, Art Devlin was on the verge of shooting his wad 
all over again. 

"Carol," he excitedly called, "I'm gonna do it for you now! Ready for a 
pussyful of daddy's hot, creamy cum?" 

But with Carol busily devouring Nancy's cunt, it was the latter who answered 
their father. 

"Give it to her, Daddy! Come in sis's cunt just as much as you came in 
mine!" 

"Are you gonna eat her out like she's doing to you after I come in her?" 

"You mean so you can fuck me again, Daddy?" Nancy answered eagerly. 

"You wanted a stud-service, so you've got one!" Art boasted. 

"Then you've gotta promise to fuck me straight up my ass this time, Daddy!" 
Nancy declared. "Fuck the shit out of my ass!" 

"Guess Carol'll get around to wanting the same thing too, huh?" Art 
supposed. 

"You can bet on it, Daddy!" Nancy said. "No way you're gonna get off doing 
any kind of number on just one of us. We're a team, sis and me. You fuck one 
of us, you have to fuck us both-the same way!" 

It was an arrangement which Art Devlin was only too glad to be a part of. 
First things first, though. Before he could fuck ass, there was his oldest 
daughter's cunt to come in. 

"Ahhhhh!" he blurted with immediate release, his cock erupting on cue in 
Carol's pussy. "Every time I come for you girls it's more than the last 
time!" 

Art wasn't exaggerating. By the time he withdrew his dribbling prick, 
Carol's swamped pussy was like a drooling wound. And then Nancy scooted 
around to feast on the result, kneeling in the process of going down on her 
big sister's freshly fucked cunt so her own inviting ass was the highest 
part of her body, the perfect target for her father's indestructible 
hard-on. 

Art Devlin, husband, father, provider. Taxpayer. Good citizen. An an hour 
later he was still going strong in his newest role-stud-service for the 
horniest pair of daughters any man was ever lucky enough to have. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

The fucking between father and daughters was over. Art Devlin had given his 
girls all of his cock and cum they'd asked for-and more. It had been his 
idea to fuck their tits after finishing off their pussies and asses. So now 
that he'd performed for them like the stud they'd seduced him into being, it 
was time for Nancy and Carol to keep the rest of the bargain and tell their 
whole story. 

As he listened to them take turns with their incredible tale of incest, Art 
Devlin just sat there, giving no indication of his response. All his 
daughters could do was talk on, hoping for some positive reaction out of him 
sooner or later. For the way Nancy and Carol had planned it, fucking their 
dad was just part of their grand design. The second part was having him 
permanently join their team. 

"So that's the way it was," Nancy finally finished. "After sis and I had 
both fucked Terry on our own, fucked each other, and then fucked Terry 
together, you were our next logical choice, Daddy. We remembered those 
spankings you used to give us and so we both shaved our pussies so we'd look 
like little girls again, dressed like kids, acted like we were that age 
again-and you know the rest." 

"No," he answered in measured terms, "I don't know all the rest, girls. What 
else do you want from me besides my cock and my cum?" 

Nancy and Carol looked at one another. In silent agreement they decided that 
the older of the two of them should be the one to now speak the bottom line. 

"Daddy," Carol said after a long pause, "sis and I don't want to stop now. 
No, make that we can't stop. Stop fucking!" 

"These days, most girls your age aren't any different. You're both pretty. 
Sexy. Pieces of ass as good as there are-I'll vouch for that. 

You shouldn't have any trouble getting all the boys you want." 

"Not just boys, Daddy. Any girl can get fucked by just anybody if she really 
wants it. I ought to know, that's what college had been all about for me," 
Carol said. "But Nancy and I are after something special. Family, Daddy, 
family ... Family fucking! All of us fucking each other from here on in with 
no more sneaking around about it." 

"And you expect me to go along with that?" Art Devlin asked. 

"You're the head of the family, Daddy," Nancy said. "What you say goes. We 
can all fuck out in the open if you say it's all right." 

Art grinned at this. "Girls, aren't you forgetting somebody? A family 
doesn't just have children and their father. And any chain is only as strong 
as its weakest link." 

"Mom," Nancy and Carol sighed with disappointment. They'd hoped their father 
might have the clout to make her see things their way. 

"Speaking for myself," Art continued, "I've never seen anything that shows 
that your mother has any interest whatsoever in sex, except to dislike it. 
She's been frigid as long as I've been fucking her." 

It sounded like a dead-end to Carol and Nancy. The former was starting to 
look forward to her return to college and the latter was thinking about 
leaving home as soon as possible after she graduated from high school. Their 
plan was apparently a dismal failure. If they wanted to keep fucking, they'd 
have to do it like everybody else-in the open market. 

But then, like a sudden glow that unexpectedly lit up the room, their 
father's earlier grin widened almost from ear to ear. He was still sitting 
on something, it became clear. 

"D-daddy?" Nancy and Carol stammered together with breathless hope. 

"I just said your mother was frigid with me," Art Devlin said. "But, then 
again, it's been a long time since she did that much for me either. I did 
all right, though, when I got the right brand of pussy, now didn't I?" 

Art's daughters eagerly nodded. 

"Then who knows?" he said. "Maybe if your mother could get fucked by the 
right kind of cock...." 

Here Art paused. The girls hung there in suspense. 

"Yep," he said then, "what's good for the goose just might be good for the 
gander, like they said. If my own daughters can turn me back into a 
cocksman, who's to say that your mother's cunt won't come back to life 
if...." 

He's paused again, allowing his girls to figure it out on their own. 

"Daddy!" Carol gushed. "Do you mean what I think?" 

"Daddy, do you?" Nancy added. 

Art Devlin delayed committing himself, enjoying the way he was able to make 
his daughters squirm. They were so damned cute when he had them all atwitter 
like this. Then, finally, he slowly nodded. 

"Terry," Nancy and Carol whispered. "Terry fucking mom!" 

Art shrugged, sighing, "Just an idea, of course. But it's the only one I can 
think of that might work. Otherwise, if your mother ever finds out about the 
rest of us...." 

He drew his finger across his throat, making a hissing sound. 

"We're dead." 

* * * 

Terry Devlin hadn't been able to believe it when his sisters had told him 
that for the sake of the family he had to try and fuck their mother. But 
that was nothing compared to his disbelief when they'd revealed it had been 
their father's idea. 

Terry had still been scoffing when his dad had appeared. Since the boy had 
entered his teenage years their relationship had become quite uneasy. But, 
on this occasion, Art Devlin gave his son a direct order, which he clearly 
expected to be carried out with no argument. 

"Terry, my boy," he'd commanded, "if you and I expect to keep fucking your 
sisters without going to jail, there's only one chance in the world we've 
got to get everybody in this house on the beam. Lad, you've got to fuck your 
mother and give her the chance to be one of us." 

Terry had reeled. But, along with their dad, Nancy and Carol wouldn't take 
no for an answer. The three of them had hammered away at him until.... 

Now he was alone in the house with his mom, studying her ass while she bent 
over to pick up a load of laundry, mother-fucking on his mind. 

"Gee," he said to her, noticing the way her shorts snagged between her ass 
cheeks so he could see her panties, "you look good that way, Mom. If I'd 
walked in just now and seen you like this without knowing it's you, I'd 
think you were Nancy or Carol." 

Sarah Devlin looked up with blushing embarrassment. "I'm trying to do the 
wash, Terry. I thought you were supposed to be too sick to go to school. If 
you're feeling better, fine, but please find something else to do besides 
getting in my way." 

Terry knew he had to be bolder. "Can I help it if I like your ass, Mom?" 

Sarah Devlin stood up on wobbly legs and faced her son. "Wh-what did you 
just say to me, young man?" she gasped. "I like your ass." 

"And I ought to slap your face for even thinking such a thing about your own 
mother-let alone saying it!" Sarah sputtered. "I'm a respectable woman ... 
and I thought you were a decent boy. At least I raised you that way." 

"That doesn't change the shape of your ass, Mom," Terry answered. "Not my 
fault it's a turn-on." 

Now Sarah Devlin did indeed slap her son's face. But he just stood there 
smirking at her nonetheless. What's more, his eyes seemed to undress her. 
Sarah had to look away from them to avoid her shame. But when she glanced 
downward, her gaze uncontrollably settled on the bulge at the crotch of 
Terry's tight jeans. 

"Yeah, Mom," he whispered after a deafening silence, "it's just what you 
think it is. Want a better look?" 

Sarah had been shocked by this point into a trance. With glassy eyes, she 
breathlessly watched her son unzip his bulging fly. Then his hand was inside 
his jeans and when it emerged it was holding ten throbbing inches of rigid 
young cock. 

"That's right, Mom," Terry told her, "I'm hung with a big one. Maybe as big 
as dad's. Only difference is that I think you want my cock the way you've 
always been able to leave his alone. How about it, Mom, am I right?" 

More deafening silence. 

"Y-yes," Sarah Devlin heard herself admit, making the most forbidden 
statement of her life. 

"Will you suck my cock if I put it in your mouth, Mom?" Terry brazenly 
asked. "Will you swallow my jizz when I come?" 

"Y-yes." 

It was time now for Terry to force the issue to the ultimate. "Then get on 
your knees, bitch. Suck my cock so I come in your mouth and you drink every 
drop." 

He closed the distance between his mother and himself, clamped his large 
hands on her slender shoulders, and forced the poor woman down to the level 
of his crotch. His cockhead jutted under her nose. Then, closing her eyes, 
she let her mouth fall open. She was drooling. 

"Yeah, Mom, that's perfect, " Terry said. "Your mouth looks just like a 
cunt. Come to think of it, you don't have to suck my cock after all. I'll 
flat-out fuck your mouth instead. Get myself in practice for when I get 
around to fucking your real cunt." 

His prick surged. On the receiving end, his mother hungrily slurped until 
she'd deep-throated the whole thing to the root. 

"I can already tell that you give good head, Mom," Terry said. "Now squeeze 
my balls to go along with it. And if you've got a spare finger, it'd sure as 
hell feel good poking up my asshole." 

Her only thought now to sexually service her hung son, Sarah Devlin 
performed like a whore instead of a respectable wife and mother. While she 
sucked Terry's cock, one of her hands filled with the bulging pouch 
containing his balls and applied clutching pressure. Then her other hand was 
inside his pants, exploring the crack of his ass. When she found the right 
opening, her middle finger surged within the narrow, gritty channel. 

"That's it, Mom," Terry grunted. "Suck my cock ... squeeze my nuts ... 
finger-fuck my asshole. Keep all three up and I'll be coming in your mouth 
before you know it!" 

But, as it turned out, it was Sarah Devlin herself who came first. For, as 
she gave her son a the blow-job, it was as if she'd sprouted a phantom clit 
in her throat which was stimulated by Terry's rubbing cockhead. All at once, 
after being frigid for years with her husband, she was climaxing wildly from 
sucking her son's prick. 

Terry accurately picked up on it. "You're coming right now, aren't you, Mom? 
Coming from getting your mouth fucked. How about that? Looks like I was 
right on the money about your mouth being just like a cunt." 

Then, after bucking his crotch, it was Terry's turn to come. His cock 
exploded at the depths of his mother's orgasmic throat. In reply, Sarah 
began gulping down the teenage jizz as fast as it spurted, climaxing herself 
harder than ever. 

"Okay, now," Terry rasped when his creamy flow had slowed to a dribble, 
"don't let a drop of my cum get away from you, Mom. Keep sucking until I 
tell you to stop. Suck on the head of my prick like it's a big, fat nipple 
and you're a hungry, little baby. Go after the last of my jizz the way I 
used to do with your milk when I was the baby with a mouthful of one of your 
titties." 

Her son's comparison between the way she'd once breast-fed him and how she 
now sucked his cock all these years later had the kind of appeal for Sarah 
Devlin that only a mother could feel. To carry him for nine months, then 
raise a boy from an infant until he was old enough for his beautiful, young 
prick to be this hard for you-it had to be a mother's proudest moment, and 
yet most women would never know its joy. 

Sarah sighed around a mouthful of her son's cock. Terry's prick represented 
the reward of motherhood better than anything else she could imagine. And if 
she was woman enough to suck it, then she was woman enough to.... 

"Fuck!" she panted, her son's cock drained but still hard, finally leaving 
her oral grasp. "Mommy wants you to fuck her cunt, Terry. 

Your big, hard cock in the same cunt I squeezed you out into the world 
through. I see it now. I've been waiting for you to fuck me ever since you 
were born." 

Terry drew back and looked at her as she stripped for him. She took off 
everything, so pleased to show him her naked body. And she had every right 
to be proud of herself. She was gorgeous, every bit as trim and sexy as her 
daughters. 

"Like me, Son?" she expectantly asked. 

"Doesn't my cock give you the answer?" Terry answered, his hard-on stabbing 
the air with sharply jutting arousal. "I'm even more turned on than I was 
before I came in your mouth." 

Then Terry watched as his nude mother settled onto a pile of laundry, using 
it like a huge pillow under her ass. Her knees were up, then parted, her 
open thighs the gateway to her spreading cunt. It was, Terry realized, 
probably the same position she'd been in when he was born. And now, today, 
her invitation for him to fuck her. 

"Your cock in my cunt ... now, Terry, now," Sarah steamily called. "Be my 
motherfucker! Fuck mommy's cunt with my cock so that she comes so much for 
you she can't stand how good it feels." 

Terry had originally agreed to come on to their mom because of his sisters, 
because he thought going along with this crazy scheme was the only way he 
could keep getting into their pants. But now that their mother was spread 
out before him, Terry had temporarily forgotten all about the charms of 
Nancy and Carol in favor of the cunt that had delivered them all into the 
world. 

So he knelt in front of her after dropping his jeans. She was fingering her 
pussylips apart, offering a perfect target for his anxious cocks. When Terry 
rammed into her he immediately wrapped her legs aorund, him forcing his 
prick even deeper into her pussy than he'd thrust it on his own. And, with 
their joined crotches grinding together, mother and son were officially 
fucking. 

"Ahhhhh, I'm coming already," Sarah moaned, "and I'm not gonna stop coming 
over and over again until after you come, too, darling. 'S like I'm catching 
up for all the times I never felt anything when your father fucked me." 

Terry liked knowing that he was the only one in the family to make his 
mother come. Indeed, he felt personally responsible for making certain that 
she climaxed as many times as she could to make up for all the years his 
father had left her cold. 

"Oh, yes," his mother panted when he brought his mouth into play to add to 
his steadily pumping cock in her cunt, "suck my titties. Suck my titties the 
way you did when you were a baby. Goes just perfect with your prick fucking 
my pussy. Makes me come twice as much for you, darling." 

With a stiff, plump nipple in his mouth, Terry used his teeth just enough to 
make his mother squirm from a hint of welcome pain. But then, as so often 
happens during sex at its best, the more she got the more Sarah wanted. 

"Bite me, bite me!" she soon urged Terry. 

His teeth sank into the spongy flesh around her nipple, the latter surging 
from the pressure Terry applied so it almost reached his throat. He almost 
thought he could taste his mother's milk. 

"More, even more," Sarah then urged. "More than just your mouth on my 
titties and your cock in my cunt. Do something to me in the place no one has 
ever touched but me until now." 

Terry knew where she meant. His hand went down there, between her asscheeks. 
The tight hole awaiting him puckered in readiness and he dug inside with 
gouging penetration. 

"Yes, yes, my ass!" Sarah squealed. "Finger-fuck mommy's ass, Terry! Where 
mommy shits! Finger-fuck mommy's ass so she shits for you while she comes! 
Make mommy feel so dirty that she doesn't recognize herself anymore!" 

Her asshole expanded to take three of her son's fingers. Then enough for 
Terry to curl his knuckles so the cluster was like a second cock in her butt 
to go along with the one already in her cunt. Through the thin wall between 
channels the two fuck-tools bumped together. 

"Mmmmm, I can't tell my ass from my pussy anymore!" swooned Sarah. "And I'm 
not just gonna shit while I come, either ... have to piss, too!" 

Then, having warned her son, Sarah Devlin let it all hang out. The hot slime 
of female fudge seeped between his butt-fucking knuckles. Then, after a 
wrenching spasm, her cunt erupted to abruptly bathe Terry's cock with liquid 
gold. And with an underlying buzz as she shit and pissed, Sarah continued to 
come non-stop. 

Even his horny sisters hadn't been this dirty for Terry. He felt like he was 
rolling in their own personal gutter with his filthy mother. And the more 
she dragged him down to her level, the more beautiful she seemed to him. 

"I've gotta come now, mom," he breathlessly told her. "Come in your pissing 
cunt. Shoot the best load I ever have!" 

"Just promise me one thing then," Sarah rasped. 

"Anything, mom," Terry readily agreed, his straining prick on the 
ball-grabbing verge of eruption. 

"That you stay hard for me no matter how much you come," Sarah gusted. "So 
when you're finished giving me a cuntful of your jizz, you can switch right 
away and fuck my ass just as good with your big, stiff cock!" 

"You didn't have to ask," Terry told her. "I'd always made up my mind your 
ass was as good as fucked just as soon as your pussy's full of my cum." 

"Then, my God, what're you waiting for?" Sarah impatiently cried. 

So, on cue, Terry's hilted prick gushed in her cunt. She pulled her legs 
back and drew them all the way over her head, tipping her crotch in order to 
hold as much of the teenaged jizz as she could within her instantly swamped 
pussy. This also served another purpose. When Terry finished unloading and 
pulled his dripping cock out of her freshly fucked cunt, there was her 
asshole in plain sight a notch below, a perfect target. 

Terry looked at the three fingers that had just left her rear chute. They 
were covered with her shit. He knew that his cock would soon be in the same 
condition. And so, without hesitation, he took the plunge. 

The squishing was loud on his way in and even louder when he was hilted to 
the balls and his mother hooked her knees over his shoulders so she had the 
leverage to put her ass in rhythmic gear, writhing to a steady beat from the 
hips down. 

She told him as she set the tempo that nothing she'd ever done came so 
naturally to her as being butt-fucked by his big cock. It was hard for her 
to believe that she had been cherry where she shit until now. But, all in 
all, it had been well worth the wait. She couldn't imagine ever opening up 
her ass to any cock except her precious son's. 

"It's like I've just been sleep walking before this," she said. "Like my 
life is only really beginning now that we're fucking. I'll never go back to 
the way I was after this-it'd be like committing suicide." 

"What about dad?" Terry asked as she fucked him with her horny ass. 

"Who?" Sarah Devlin scoffed. "He doesn't exist anymore as far as I'm 
concerned. I couldn't care less what happens to him. The girls can take care 
of him after we're gone." 

"We're g-gone?" Terry stammered. "Us?" 

"We're not staying in this prison any longer than we have to," Sarah vowed. 
"Don't worry, I've got money of my own nobody else knows about. I'll file 
for divorce, give your father custody of the girls, then we'll move into our 
own place where we can fuck whenever we want without anybody in the way." 

Terry didn't know what to think. This wasn't the way it was supposed to have 
worked out. Fucking his mother had been planned as a way to bring the family 
closer together, not tear it apart. 

"We can talk about it later, though," Sarah then said. "Right now, I'm ready 
for your cock to shoot in my ass, darling." And, giggling, she added, "After 
all, I'm still halfway cherry where I shit until I'm fucked there full of 
your hot cum." 

After the mind-trip she'd just laid on him, Terry was glad to just go ahead 
and let his cock and balls do his thinking for him. There was no doubt they 
were primed to deliver, thanks to the constant friction generated by his 
mother's asstunnel. 

"You got it, Mom, I'm coming!" he blurted out. 

Squealing with joy, his mother milked his spurting prick with her ass just 
as completely as she'd previously done with her mouth and cunt. Only this 
time there was a difference in Terry, as he reeled with exhaustion after 
he'd creamed this load. Maybe he was just inventing an excuse so his mother 
couldn't force the issue for the time being about them running off together. 

"I-I feel dizzy, Mom," he muttered, his wilted cock shrinking out of her 
freshly fucked asshole. "Gotta lie down somewhere quick ... can't talk." 

His mother had to accept it when he staggered off toward his room. But once 
he got there, behind his closed door, Terry was abruptly and keenly alert. 

"What am I gonna tell Nancy, Carol and dad?" he wondered aloud. "That I 
fucked mom too good?" 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

She was gone when Terry dared to come out of his room. Then, after he'd made 
sure of her absence, he came back and discovered at his feet a note she'd 
slipped under his door. 

"Leave everything to me," it said. "When your father and sisters come home 
just pretend everything's normal and I'll take care of the rest. Don't 
worry, darling, we're on our way to forever together." She'd signed it, 
"More than just love, Mom." 

"What a mess," Terry sighed, staring at the message. 

He thought about the possibility of just going ahead and doing what his 
mother wanted, running off with her. But then he realized that this would 
mean leaving his sisters behind to be fucked by their dad. Carol would 
probably drop out of college and she and Nancy would treat the old man like 
a king, with twice as much pussy as Terry himself would be getting. 

"Mom's a great piece of ass," Terry said, "but I'm not ready to settle down 
with just her. Somebody's just gotta set her straight, that's all there is 
to it." 

"Is to what?" came a musical voice from the doorway. 

Terry jumped from the sound of Nancy's question, as she poked her head into 
his room. Then Carol was there, too. They were back, their faces glowing 
with anticipation about him fucking their mother. 

He took a deep breath and did the only thing he could, laying the bad news 
at his sisters' feet so they could figure out what to do. After all, they'd 
gotten him into this, so now it was up to them to get him out of it. 

Nancy and Carol, though, didn't have any bright ideas this time. They sat in 
stunned shock as Terry filled them in on their mother's determination to 
break up the family so she could have him all to herself. 

"What do I do when she tries to move me out with her?" Terry asked. 

Nancy and Carol had no answers. Then one of them pointed out that Terry 
fucking their mom had been their father's idea. So it was his job to do 
something about how it had turned out. 

"But maybe he doesn't want to," the other Devlin sister said with growing 
suspicion. "Maybe daddy knew all the time what'd happen and just wanted to 
get rid of both mom and Terry so he could have us to fuck by himself." 

"Well, if that's what he thought, he can think again! I don't care how big 
his cock is, if that's what he planned behind our backs after we trusted him 
then mine's one pussy he'll never fuck again...." 

"You and me both, Sis!" 

"Where is dad, anyway?" Terry asked the fuming girls. 

"Still at work, I guess," a sister grumbled. 

But, in reality, Art Devlin was where he'd been for some time. Not at his 
office, but here at home, an invisible presence who'd been an eavesdropping 
witness to the day's remarkable events. Abruptly appearing at this point, he 
greeted his frowning children with a mocking grin. 

"Ready to give up so easy, huh?" Then, after revealing to them that he'd 
personally been on hand to see and hear how things had gone, he claimed, 
"Yes, we're right where we want to be at this stage of the game with your 
mother. 

Right on schedule." 

"Bullshit, Daddy! That's pure bullshit!" Carol spat. 

Art was calm. "I said that your mother would fuck your brother if she had 
the chance, didn't I? Well! You fucked her, Son, I watched you do it. Hardly 
recognized your mother as the same woman I've been married to all these 
years the way she went after your cock." 

"Yeah, but what about the rest of it, Dad?" Terry snapped. "Now I've gotta 
deal with mom like she was my wife instead of yours. She wants to own me." 

Art remained calm. "Or you might say hooked. Isn't that what we were after?" 

"Yeah, but...." 

"And now comes chapter two," Art went on. "After all, you have to make 
someone want something bad enough in the first place before they're so 
desperate they'll agree to anything to keep it. Agree to any terms ... our 
terms ... and that's just where we've got your mother if we keep playing our 
cards right." 

From there, Art told his son and daughters the rest of his plan. They wound 
up sold, with new respect for the sneaky way their father's mind worked. He 
was more than just one of them by now, he was their leader in the incestuous 
rush to turn the family into a movable orgy. no 

* * * 

Devlin was very pleased with herself. After years of her drab existence as a 
passive housewife, she'd met with immediate success in striking out on her 
own to establish a new life for herself and her stud of a son. Moving even 
faster than she'd earlier anticipated, the apartment she'd rented for them 
was just perfect. She couldn't wait for Terry to fuck her in their own bed, 
in their own place. 

"Now to get my guy," she lilted after the key was hers. 

She decided to call home first, though, to make sure Terry was alone. She 
didn't want there to be a messy scene with the rest of the family. The 
instant she heard her son's voice, she knew something was wrong. 

"Just don't come home now, Mom," Terry told her, practically whispering. 
"Things are, well, kinda complicated around here right now. That's all I can 
say. Just do yourself a favor and stay away until later." 

Sarah was shaken. 

"Really, Mom, gotta go," Terry said anxiously. "Tell you what, you somewhere 
so you can leave me your number? That'd be best. Just sit tight there, and, 
uh, like they say ... well, you know, don't call me, I'll call you." 

Stunned by this brush-off, Sarah wanted to think it had something to do with 
Art. Resenting her husband was so easy. But then Sarah overheard the 
unmistakable sound of female laughter in the backgrouns on the other end of 
the line. 

"Hurry up and come back to bed, Terry! I'm so horny for you to fuck me." 

Sarah couldn't recognize the voice because it was too far off in the 
distance. But, as far as she was concerned, who it was definitely was far 
less important than what it was. Her son was fucking some little teenaged 
cunt behind her back! 

Pretending she'd heard nothing, Sarah hurriedly said, "Just remembered 
something I have to do. Don't know how long it'll take me. We'll just have 
to put this on hold for the time being, I guess." 

She hung up before her son could reply and then ran to her car. Driving as 
though she were in a race, she was on her way to the house she'd called home 
for so long which she'd thought she was ready to leave behind forever, 
returning for a showdown with her cheating son. 

When she arrived, Sarah didn't hesitate. She marched up the walk, then 
through the front door without knocking. She didn't know which one whose 
eyes she'd scratch out, her unfaithful son or the slut he was fucking. But 
somebody was going to pay! 

Then, in the living room, the sound of moaning and creaking bedsprings 
reached Sarah's ears. She had the sense that she could actually hear the 
squishing rhythm of a hard cock in a wet pussy. There was no doubt about it, 
she was going to catch them red-handed. Could she stand to actually see her 
son's cock in someone else's cunt? But did she have any choice? Her whole 
future was at stake. 

Following the telltale noises, Sarah arrived at her son's room. The door was 
slightly ajar. Taking the deepest breath of her life, she looked inside. And 
saw the fucking she expected, but still couldn't believe her eyes. 

"No!" she whimpered when she recognized the girl nakedly writhing beneath 
Terry while his big cock pumped in her pussy. "Not her! It's too much for 
any mother to take." 

Sarah wanted to hate Nancy for stealing Terry away from her. But she 
couldn't, in spite of her jealousy. 

"She's beautiful," Sarah was forced to admit. "They're so beautiful 
together. Nancy's cunt must be so young and tight for Terry, how can I blame 
him for wanting to fuck her? And his cock is so big and hard, how can I 
blame her for fucking him?" 

If it had been left at this, at this point Sarah would have sneaked away in 
defeat. But yet another shock awaited her, leaving her unable to budge as 
her humiliation and fascination doubled when it turned out she'd lost out to 
more than just Nancy. 

"Wow, look at that fucking," Carol breezily said, emerging in the nude from 
the shadows. "If I didn't think I could hold my own, I'd take a hike and let 
you finish the job on sis, Terry. But since I've got myself hung for the 
job, well, gimme some room." 

Nancy looked up at her big sister. "Oh, Carol, if you don't fuck my ass with 
that monster while Terry's fucking my cunt, I'll never let you hear the end 
of it." 

"That's what it's here for," Carol boasted, stroking the jutting prong which 
extended like a female hard-on from her crotch. 

From afar, Sarah had never seen anything like it. What was this thing with 
which her older daughter had obscenely outfitted herself? It was an 
artificial cock designed so one female could fuck another, one end jammed 
into Carol's pussy and the other end ready to surge into Nancy. 

"Oh, Terry," Nancy said to her brother, "hurry up and let's get ready so sis 
can butt-fuck me with her dildo at the same time you fuck my cunt. I've 
gotta get up on my hands and knees and you've gotta slide underneath me." 

"You damned dykes," Terry laughed. "Jeez, the crap I put up with just so I 
can get it on with my own sisters. Maybe I ought to just find myself a 
normal chick so I can fuck her all to myself." 

"Sure," Carol scoffed, "like mom. Then she could bore you silly. Just like 
she already did with daddy. You're just lucky you've got us to save you from 
that old bitch, you little motherfucker. Why you ever fucked her tired, old 
pussy in the first place beats me." 

"Aw, I guess I felt sorry for the old hag," Terry answered, sounding serious 
now. "But no more Mr. Nice Guy. No more charity mother-fucking." 

Outside the door, Sarah Devlin felt like human waste. How could her own 
children be so cruel? Hadn't she given them the best years of her life? And 
now this! It was enough to make Sarah want to slink away somewhere and just 
die. What was the point of living? 

But then, in all honesty, Sarah had to accept that she'd asked for it. 
Wasn't she really the pot calling the kettle black? After all, hadn't she 
herself been ready to turn her back on her daughters in order to fuck Terry? 
So, if he was such a stud that she was willing to go that far, how could she 
blame Nancy and Carol for wanting to fuck him themselves?" 

"If I wasn't willing to share his cock with anybody, why should the girls be 
willing to share with me?" Sarah said to herself in a painful whisper. "I'm 
getting just what I deserve for being so selfish." 

"Mmmmm, that's it," Nancy sighed to her brother and sister, "now we're 
really getting someplace." 

Nancy was up on all fours by this time. His cock only briefly leaving her 
cunt, Terry's movements had been in perfect harmony with hers, as he twisted 
and turned to wind up beneath her on his back. Nancy currently straddled him 
with her arms and legs, impaling her pussy on the spike of his standing 
boner. In the process, her ass, cheeks spread, had become the highest point 
of her naked body. 

"Yeah, there's that horny, little butt I love to fuck," the dildo-wearing 
Carol said, lining up behind her kid sister while Terry fucked Nancy from 
below. "Love the way your asshole bulges out for me when there's another 
cock already in your pussy, Sis. Makes a perfect target for me to fuck." 

"Then what're you waiting for, you hung bitch?" Nancy teased Carol over her 
shoulder. "Give me that monster where I shit right fucking now!" 

"It's on the way," Carol rasped. 

She straightened out the dildo that was anchored in her own cunt so the 
cockhead of the exposed half nudged the swollen pucker of her kid sister's 
tightest opening. Then, after setting her hips, her crotch bucked, the 
artificial prick surged and on the receiving end Nancy was howling with joy. 

"Oooooh, that hurts sooo gooood!" she cried. "Nothing hurts any better than 
getting fucked up my ass!" 

"And," swooned Carol from behind, "nothing jams a two-way dildo back up my 
pussy better than shoving the other end into my kid sister's tight ass. So 
that my cunt's getting fucked at the same time I fuck ass." 

"You damned dykes. You get started on each other and I might as well just 
jerk myself off." 

"Your cock's still in my cunt, isn't it?" Nancy called down to him. "Well, 
then use it." 

This, of course, had been Terry's intention all along. His supposed 
grumbling was really no more than his way of reminding his sisters that he 
was the one with the balls. Carol's dildo in Nancy's ass has forced several 
inches of his prick from the latter's cunt but now he was ready to turn 
things around. Up from the bed his crotch lurched, all his strength 
channeled to his stabbing prick to power a mighty cock-thrust. 

"Whew, now that's ripping my pussy the way it ought to be ripped!" Nancy 
swooned with delight. "All the cock in my cunt must've knocked sis' dildo 
halfway out of my ass." 

"Not for long, though!" vowed Carol. 

Then she was the one with the lurching crotch and stabbing cock, reclaiming 
the depths of Nancy's asshole with a hilting surge of the dildo. Once again 
Terry's flesh and blood prick yield in their kid sister's cunt. But then 
Terry replied with macho force from below and a friendly fucking contest 
between her brother and sister was in full swing. 

"God, I love it!" Nancy cried, caught in the middle of alternating 
cock-thrusts in her pussy and ass. "Fuck my cunt, Terry! Fuck my butt, 
Carol! Fuck me to death with your big, hard pricks!" 

Carol and Terry poured it on, making their sister wildly come. And, from 
afar, watching her youngest daughter writhe with orgasmic ecstasy, Sarah 
Devlin realized it wasn't just her son she lusted for now. 

"My girls ... my beautiful girls," she murmured. "I want to suck and fuck 
them, too ... have them suck and fuck me ... if only they'd give me the 
chance to prove I'm one of them. Prove I still belong in this family." 

Sarah was so horny from watching that she couldn't keep her hand off her own 
cunt. Her clit was stiffer and more swollen with desire than she'd ever felt 
it, like a female version of a miniature hard-on. She could actually grasp 
it between her thumb and finger at the top of her pussy under her panties 
and jack it off. But she craved more than simply her own hand. 

"Ooooooh, if only one of the kids were doing this to me," she moaned. "One 
of my girls playing with my clit ... even sucking my clit." 

And then, from the bedroom, Sarah Devlin overheard something to which she 
could not help reacting. It was her youngest daughter again, saying the most 
tempting thing that Sarah could imagine. 

"Only one thing could be better than two cocks in me. That'd be if I had 
something sweet 'n' juicy to suck at the same time. A cunt'd be so super 
right now. A sweet, juicy cunt for me to suck, coming in my mouth to go 
along with the fucking." 

"Oh, darling," Sarah whispered with yearning frustration. "I'd give anything 
to give you my cunt to suck. To come in your mouth while your brother and 
sister are fucking you. If only you knew how much I want to be there in bed 
with all of you. If only I had the nerve to show you what a cunt I am." 

But, in spite of her intense longing to join her children, Sarah held back. 
For, recalling their earlier remarks about her being an old hag with a 
tired, old pussy, she feared total rejection should she try and join the 
action. And that would just kill her. 

The temptation for Sarah to take such a risk, though, mounted. 

"I'd suck anybody's cunt I could if I had the chance. Just about any dirty, 
old cunt there was. Wouldn't care whose," Nancy moaned. 

"Even mom's?" Carol laughed from behind, continuing to butt-fuck her kid 
sister with the dildo while Terry fucked pussy from below. 

"Mmm-hmmmm," Nancy answered, "even hers. If mom were here, I'd give her a 
cuntful of so much tongue that she wouldn't be able to stop coming in my 
mouth!" 

"Serve you right if the old bitch actually showed up to take you up on it," 
Terry cracked from below. 

"I'd take what I could get," Nancy maintained. "You and sis fucking my cunt 
and ass has me so horny that I'm ready for anything ... just so long as it's 
more." 

And, outside the door, this was it for Sarah Devlin, her moment of truth. 
She had to either leave now to avoid temptation, or swallow her pride and 
give completely into it regardless of the consequences. 

Her burning cunt made her decision for her. As if it had taken over from her 
brain, it drew her hands to her skirt and made them strip it away. Next, the 
same thing with her dripping panties. Then, as an after-thought, the rest of 
her clothes. Suddenly, Sarah was stark naked with her cunt ordering her into 
bed with her fucking children. 

"Yes, yes," she panted to urge herself on, as if she were listening to her 
cunt speaking directly to her. 

Then Sarah had entered the bedroom. Her children, though, failed to notice. 
Even when she approached the bed so they seemingly couldn't miss her, there 
was still no reaction from them. It was as if she were invisible. 

Totally ignored, Sarah had every reason to sense the rejection she had so 
feared. But her cunt wouldn't allow her to take a backward step. It seemed 
to pull the rest of her forward, demanding to be sucked. 

Now Sarah stood, trembling, at the edge of the bed. Nancy looked not so much 
at her mother as right through her. The next move was Sarah's alone to make, 
the most important one of her life. Indeed, as if her very life depended on 
it. 

Breathless, she got onto the bed, kneeling before Nancy. Her thighs were 
apart, her pussy lips separated. Leaking juice dripped from the beard of her 
soggy cunt. 

And then, choking on a combination of humiliation and desperate desire, 
Sarah Devlin said to her youngest daughter, "Eat me, Nancy ... Please, 
darling, please, I'm begging you ... Eat my dirty, old pussy while your 
brother and sister fuck you." 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

When her youngest daughter's mouth made contact with her desperately 
yearning cunt, Sarah Devlin had climaxed on the spot. But she still wasn't 
home free by any means. For the thrill of coming could only last so long. 
And when it had passed, Sarah would still have to face her children. Would 
they be laughing at her, cruelly mocking her for trying to hold her own with 
them when they thought she was a pitiful old hag? 

Well, she had to know. Fearfully, she held her breath and opened her eyes. 
Looking across Nancy's naked body, Sarah stared straight at her other 
daughter. Still in the process of fucking her kid sister in the ass with the 
dildo that was also lodged in her own pussy, Carol grinned back at her ashen 
mother. 

"So, Mom," Carol chuckled, "why'd you take so long to stop watching and 
start doing what comes naturally? Thought you were gonna stay out there in 
the cold forever. That we'd set you up for nothing." 

"S-set me up?" stammered Sarah. "W-wanted me all along along? Th-then why 
did you say all those terrible things about me?" 

"So you'd think you had to prove us wrong by coming on extra strong. We 
wanted you desperate." 

"I ... I don't know whether to feel like a fool," Sarah sighed, "or the 
luckiest woman in the world." 

"Try the horniest woman in the world, Mom," Carol kidded. "We've got you 
this far, now the rest is up to you. And you can get busy on it right now, 
while Nancy's still eating your cunt." 

"I-I already came in her mouth," Sarah defensively noted. 

"Make it even dirtier than that, Mom," Carol urged. "The dirtiest thing you 
can manage." 

"How will I know it's enough?" Sarah anxiously asked. 

"When you're really rolling, I'll give Terry the word to come in sis's 
pussy," answered Carol. "God knows, the poor boy's been holding back long 
enough, waiting for you to join the party. But once you're in the groove, 
his cock'll shoot off like the fourth of July to celebrate that you're 
really one of us." 

Sarah knew that this was do or die with her kids. If she wasn't dirty enough 
for them they'd go on sucking and fucking without her, leaving her to the 
loneliest existence imaginable for a mother-life apart from her children. 

"C'mon, Mom, get dirty!" 

Sarah began grinding her cunt against Nancy's face again. Her youngest girl 
responded with plenty of tongue. Sarah would certainly have no problem in 
coming some more, except that this time she'd been warned it wouldn't be 
enough. 

"Talk yourself into it, Mom. Convince yourself what a filthy slut you can 
be," Carol said. 

"Yes, yes," Sarah now heard herself say, "I'm filth. Just coming in my 
little girl's mouth isn't low enough for a cunt like me." 

"Right on, Mom!" Carol called. "Hear that, Terry? Better get ready to come 
in Nancy's pussy, 'cause mom sounds like she's gearing up for something 
special." 

"When I let go in Nancy's mouth again, has to be with more than just 
pussyjuice," Sarah said, spurring herself on. "Have to come and ... and...." 

"You're almost there, mom!" Carol cried. "Do it, slut, do it!" 

"Have to come," Sarah rasped, bearing down from within as she took a cuntful 
of Nancy's tongue. "And ... there's no other way ... come and piss in my 
little girl's mouth!" 

Having made her kinky decision, in the split-second before her cunt erupted 
in her youngest daughter's face Sarah looked for approval from her 
butt-fucking oldest daughter. Carol's response couldn't have been more 
welcome. 

"Perfect, Mom! Now! Now!" 

Sarah promptly let go with everything she had, orgasmically pissing in her 
youngest daughter's waiting mouth. Nancy began thirstily gulping just as 
soon as her mother's pussy began gushing. There could be little doubt now in 
Sarah Devlin's mind that she'd passed her children's test. 

"You heard it, Terry, mom's pissing and coming in sis's mouth. So come along 
with her in sis's cunt," Carol said. 

"Jeez, it's about time," Terry gasped with relief. 

Then, with a violent buck of his crotch, he was moaning with release. 

"And last but not least," Carol then announced, "there's yours truly." 

Before now Carol had been alternating cock-strokes with her brother, as she 
fucked Nancy's ass and he fucked pussy. At this point, though, with Terry's 
hilted prick spurting jizz a notch away, Carol simultaneously buried her own 
prick to the depths of her kid sister's asshole. 

"Arrgghhh!" Nancy howled, her face flying up from her mother's cunt so she 
slobbered pussy juice and piss as she screamed. "This is killing me!" 

With a mother's concern, Sarah Devlin flinched and gulped, "Will she be all 
right?" 

"Don't worry, Mom," Carol called back with assurance, "the little bitch 
loves it. Besides, the better we hurt her, the more she'll get off when we 
baby her afterward." 

"I-I hope so," Sarah anxiously muttered. 

"Trust me, Mom," Carol said. "I know Nancy like I do myself. Just watch what 
happens next and you'll see. Before you know it, you'll be helping me to get 
sis purring like a kitten." 

"Then it's all yours for now," Terry sighed from the bottom of the action, 
his balls having been drained. "After that workout, it's gonna take watching 
you chicks do your thing for me to get my cock up again." 

He squirmed out into the open, his sticky prick temporarily wilted. And, as 
he moved to the sidelines, Carol pulled out both ends of the two-way dildo, 
the filthy part from Nancy's fucked ass and the glistening half from her own 
juicy pussy. 

"Look what I have for you now, Sis," Carol then crooned. 

Seemingly fucked into a daze, Nancy rolled over, her glassy eyes trained on 
the dripping dildo her big sister held up. Then, in the universal sign of 
hunger, she licked her lips. 

"Which end do you want to suck while I fuck your titties with the other end, 
Sis?" Carol asked. 

"You know," Nancy gurgled. 

"Mmm-hmmmm," Carol smirked, bringing one end of the artificial cock to 
Nancy's welcoming mouth. 

Without hesitation, Nancy deep-throated the half that had just been up her 
ass as though it were the sweetest thing she'd ever tasted. 

"Don't forget my titties," Nancy said around the end of the dildo flavored 
by her own fucked butt. 

"Not a chance, Sis," Carol said, rolling the pussy-slicked end over the 
slopes of her kid sister's small but perfect titties. 

"Between them," Nancy gurgled. 

The dildo was just long enough to extend from Nancy's mouth to a nice 
insertion in the space between her tits. When it was in place, Carol began 
guiding the slippery vinyl cockhead in a rhythmic motion. 

"Ahhh, I'm almost ready to come all over again," Nancy said. "Just get mom 
to do something to my cunt and...." 

"You heard her," Carol said to their wide-eyed mother. "Ever licked the jizz 
out of a cunt after it's just been fucked?" 

Sarah shook her head-and licked her lips. 

"You won't believe how good jizz tastes when it's spiced with pussyjuice," 
Carol said to her mother. "Go on, do yourself and sis a great, big favor." 

There as no turning back for Sarah Devlin now. She was face-down between her 
youngest daughter's spread thighs as quickly as she could get there. The 
instant she made oral contact, Nancy's freshly fucked cunt poured Terry's 
excess cum down her throat. And as soon as she tasted it, all Sarah wanted 
was more. 

"Well, Sis," Carol said to Nancy, "mom's sucking the jizz out of your pussy 
while I'm fucking your mouth and titties, so the rest is up to you. Come, 
girl, come!" 

On cue, Nancy arched her naked body, then shuddered from head to toe. She 
was abruptly climaxing so intensely that her own cum washed away all of her 
brother's leftover jizz until her orgasmic pussy was pumping pure female 
honey into her mother's feasting mouth. 

And meanwhile, temporarily out of the picture, there was Terry. At this 
point he'd seen enough. Enough for his young cock to have snapped back to 
attention. He knew just where he wanted to put it, too. For, as his mother 
knelt down to eat his younger sister's cunt, her plump ass provided an 
irresistibly inviting target. 

"I'll surprise her," he whispered. 

Back around his mother he edged, without being noticed by her. With a sixth 
sense, though, his big sister Carol glanced over her shoulder at him while 
she worked Nancy's mouth and tits with the dildo. Then, with a quick nod, 
she gave Terry the go-ahead to plug back into the action. 

So into position Terry silently moved. Now, up closer, he could see his 
mother's asshole practically glowing between her semi-spread rear cheeks. 
After the way his sisters had shaved their pussies, the way this shitpit was 
decorated with a wispy trail of hair growing from the cunt was a welcome 
change. 

To take his mom unaware, Terry realized, he had to jam his prick up her butt 
right away. Cock his hips, draw a bead with the weapon of his revived 
hard-on, then.... 

"Yeeeoowww!" Sarah Devlin screamed, rearing up from her youngest daughter's 
cunt. 

But then, in the next ragged breath, she was taking what had just occurred 
without warning for granted. 

"Oh, yes, Terry darling, your big cock in my ass. What took you so long to 
start fucking me there? You know how mommy loves your hard, young cock 
fucking her where she shits." 

"And how much," Carol called, "would mommy love my big, long dildo fucking 
her cunt to go along with the fucking in her ass?" 

"Would you really?" Sarah excitedly asked. 

"Just try and stop her, Mom," Nancy chuckled. "And take it from me, you 
haven't really been fucked until you've taken two cocks at once in both 
holes." 

"Can't wait!" Sarah hornily cried. "Fuck me, Carol, fuck my pussy with that 
beautiful hunk as hard as Terry's fucking my ass!" 

"You're my meat, Mom," Carol leered. 

She got up on her knees and slipped one end of the dildo into her own cunt. 
The other half jutted from her crotch to turn her into a female stud. 

"Mmmmm, now I've got two hung kids to mother-fuck me," Sarah swooned. 
"Terry, you'd better watch out or word'll get around that Carol has a bigger 
cock than you do." 

"But I've still got the balls," Terry drawled. 

"But it's the inches mom's interested in right now," Carol joked back. "And 
this chick right here's got as many as any guy to fuck with." 

Carol then moved to get into position, sliding between their mother's arms 
and legs when Nancy got out of the way. Then Sarah reached down for the 
dildo and snagged its cockhead between her pussylips. 

"Oh, Mom, hurry," Carol said from below. "Put it in you. My cock all the way 
into your cunt so I can fuck it just as hard as Terry's fucking your ass." 

Dipping her crotch, Sarah promptly slid her eager cunt down the slippery 
cockpole. In the process, the entering bulk of the dildo forced her son's 
cock partially out of her asshole a notch away-but Terry was already gearing 
for a thrusting comeback. 

"Hey, Mom, remember me?" he joked. 

His crotch lurching, his big prick was abruptly hilted again, with Carol's 
dildo now giving ground in their mother's cunt. But not the kind of girl 
who'd let her kid brother out-fuck her, Carol was quickly pushing the dildo 
back in with all her considerable strength. 

"Oh, kids ... kids," Sarah Devlin gasped, "you're going to fuck me to death 
if you don't stop this." 

"You should be so lucky, mom," Carol laughed. 

"God, don't I know it!" Sarah cried. "Don't stop, kids, don't stop fucking 
me as hard as each of you can!" 

Carol and Terry poured it on, alternating their surging cock in their 
mother's cunt and asshole. Sarah was quickly coming and once she'd started 
she couldn't stop. And like so many females in this orgasmic condition, all 
she wanted was even more of the raw brand of sex that turned her runaway 
senses loose. 

"Mmmmm," she soon moaned, "if only I had something to suck to go along with 
getting fucked." 

This was, of course, the same desire Nancy had expressed earlier when she'd 
been the one taking Carol's dildo and Terry's cock. And now that her mother 
hungered the same way, it seemed only logical that Nancy would offer Sarah 
her young cunt. But, no, she held back with a sly grin, finger-fucking 
herself instead of delivering her juicy treasure to her mother's anxious 
mouth. 

"Please, darling, please," Sarah pleaded. "Don't tease me. Mommy needs to 
suck." 

"Close your eyes then, Mom," Nancy said. "That's the only way you're gonna 
get anything in your mouth." 

Sarah was too horny to argue, even though she didn't understand Nancy's 
demand. All she knew was that her growing need for oral sex had to be 
satisfied, no questions asked. So she closed her eyes and waited with 
drooling anticipation. 

However, now that her mother couldn't see what she was up to, Nancy waved 
toward the door. The person waiting for this signal entered the bedroom. 
Instead of a cunt for sucking he displayed a throbbing hard-on. The last 
hard-on Sarah Devlin could ever imagine in her mouth at this point. 

The intruder traded nods with Carol and Terry, since, along with Nancy, they 
were also expecting him. Then, cock-ready, he went to the bed. 

"Ready to suck now, Mom? Keeping those eyes shut?" Nancy said. 

"Yes ... yes," panted Sarah. "I want to suck so bad, darling." 

"Then suck away, Mom," Nancy said. 

However, it was the male intruder rather than Sarah Devlin's youngest 
daughter who now moved into action. Instead of teenaged pussy he abruptly 
fed Sarah a surprise mouthful of rigidly thrusting cock. 

"Wh-what?" she strangled on the surging meat. 

"Just relax and enjoy it, Mom," Nancy chuckled from afar. 

Fooled into sucking a cock when she'd expected pussy, Sarah opened her eyes 
to find out whose in the world it was. But by now she'd been forcibly 
deep-throated, so she couldn't see past the hairy male crotch grinding 
against her face. 

Had they, Sarah wondered, brought a stranger into the house to share her 
with them? They should've warned her in advance. But, God, his cock was so 
big that she was already to forgive them for tricking her! Indeed, the 
phantom clit down her throat that Sarah first discovered when she'd given 
Terry a blow-job had sprouted once more. 

So, now, sucking the mystery cock, Sarah came as though her mouth were a 
fucked cunt. Instead of pussy juice, frothy spit was the leaking evidence of 
her climax, oozing from her facial lips rather than her pussylips. 

"Oh, Mom, that's fantastic," Nancy called. "Coming from sucking a cock like 
you just have. You've gotta teach me how to do that." 

Sarah, of course, couldn't answer because her mother was being so deeply 
fucked. And if she had been able to make herself heard, it would have been 
to cry out with abruptly doubled, then tripled pleasure. For first with the 
dildo in her cunt, instantly followed by his cock up her ass, Carol and 
Terry had just made Sarah come again in both those places at the same time 
she climaxed from the stranger's huge prick in her mouth. 

"Oh, mom," Nancy said; "you aren't gonna be the only one coming for long. 
Better hold on, 'cause you're about to have company." 

"Like me, Mom," Carol moaned. "Can't shoot any jizz into you, but feel 
this." 

The dildo, anchored in Carol's cunt, started to vibrate along its length, 
the momentum rippling all the way to the very tip of the other end filling 
her other's cunt. It was a dildo climax, no spurting cream but with more 
than enough orgasmic energy to send the message with spectacular impact. 

And next there was Terry, fucking his mother's ass. He did have the cream. 
And while his sister was still coming below with the dildo, he let it flow 
in a gushing torrent from his erupting prick. 

"Now for your mouth, Mom," Nancy said. "If you don't swallow every drop of 
this load, us kids're gonna be very, very disappointed in you." 

Sarah was already gulping in advance. And then the mystery cock in her mouth 
started spurting, her swallowing really began in earnest. 

"Mmmm, you're just the horniest damned bitch anybody ever had for a mom," 
Nancy sighed. "All of us have to be soooo proud that we're your kids the way 
you suck and fuck." 

"Nancy's right on, Mom," Terry agreed from behind. 

And down below, Carol added, "Couldn't have said it better myself, Mom. 
You're sensational." 

Hearing this from her precious children while she finished off the cock in 
her mouth, Sarah Devlin felt dizzy from reaching what had to be the high 
point in her life. She did wonder, though, what the stranger whose cum she'd 
just devoured must be thinking. It must be a funny place for him to be, an 
outsider in the midst of this outpouring of family love. 

Well, Sarah thought then, she'd always welcomed her children's friends into 
their home before and she felt no differently now. As long as he was here 
she'd treat him like one of the family-which wouldn't be difficult 
considering the way he was hung and the amount of sweet jizz his huge cock 
could deliver. In the past she'd been in the habit of asking the kids' 
friends to dinner, but this time an invitation to an orgy seemed in order. 

So Sarah released his cock. As she did she realized that Carol had just 
pulled out with the dildo and Terry with his cock. They joined Nancy, the 
three of them buzzing with expectation. There was more about this stranger 
than she'd previously thought, Sarah sensed, as he chuckled above her and 
slowly moved back to give her a look at his face. 

And then Sarah could see him. She couldn't believe her eyes. It was more 
like he was a ghost than the man she'd lived with all these years. 

"N-no!" she choked. 

But the now all-too-familiar stranger and their children nodded yes. For, to 
her stunned shock, Sarah Devlin had just learned that for the first time in 
their marriage she'd just sucked her own husband's cock and swallowed all of 
his cum. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

"This is Mr. Franklin, Carol Devlin's faculty advisor at the state 
university," the caller said. "If this is a member of Miss Devlin's family, 
could you tell me if and when she plans on returning to the campus? There's 
the matter of her scholarship, then her room in the dormitory, and some 
books she hasn't returned to the school library ... among, uh, other things. 
We'd like to know what her plans are." 

At the other end of the line, the "among other things" was what got to 
Nancy. She had a fairly good idea just what that might be. 

"You teach any of my sister's classes?" 

Nancy decided to ask. 

"Well, yes. History." 

"And what kind of grade did sis pull down in that one?" 

"Well, a straight A in fact ... Carol's an excellent student ... speaking 
for myself, I'd hate to see her drop out of school when she has such a 
bright future." 

Nancy couldn't resist. "So tell me this, Mr. Franklin. That A my sister got 
from you ... did she fuck you for it?" 

There was a sputtering coughing fit in response. Nancy grinned to herself. 
Her big sister had definitely fucked her way to the top of the class with 
this Franklin dude. 

"Tell you what," Nancy then said. "Find some other horny chick to trade her 
pussy for the honor roll this time around, Mr. F. My sister's turned over a 
new leaf. College isn't for her anymore. She's back home with her family for 
good." 

"I'm sorry to hear that," Franklin muttered. "Carol was my favorite 
student." 

"You mean she's a terrific piece of ass, don't you?" 

"Yeah," Franklin now found the courage to openly admit, "the best." 

"I know," Nancy giggled, then hung up on the poor man. 

After that she returned to the bedroom. Not her own, though, for she'd spent 
the night with her parents, sandwiched between their naked bodies. And now, 
after sleeping in until after ten before the phone woke her up, Nancy looked 
forward to a suck-and-fuck session with mom and dad to start the new day off 
right. 

"Hey, folks," she called from outside the door, planning to tell them about 
the call about Carol before jumping back into bed, "listen to this. This guy 
from the college-" 

She stopped short. Her parents weren't listening. With the covers kicked off 
so she could see everything, they were fucking away like they were a couple 
of horny teenagers. 

"Damn," Nancy joked to herself, "I'm starting to wonder if we should've ever 
turned those two on to each other. Every time any of us kids turns our backs 
on them, daddy's got his cock in mom again. You'd almost think they like 
getting it on by themselves as much as they do with their own kids." 

Well, Nancy thought, it wasn't like she was out in the cold. So she went to 
her big sister's room, where Carol had spent the night with Terry. Those two 
were still sleeping, but Nancy was determined to wake them up in style. 

She slipped into bed between them. They stirred, but still dozed. Nancy went 
to work. Pointed in the opposite direction as her brother and sister, she 
faced Terry's crotch and one end of the developing threesome and rubbed her 
pussy against Carol's mouth at the other end. 

"Mmm-hmmmm," she slurped as she took her sleeping brother's cock in her 
mouth, while her equally out-of-it sister unconsciously began licking pussy. 

It was a tailor-made situation for something kinky, figured Nancy. Her 
brother had one of those piss hard-ons boys get before they get out of bed, 
and she herself hadn't had time to go to the bathroom before answering the 
phone. The situation was simply too inviting to pass up. 

So now Nancy used both tongues involved to maximum advantage-her own and 
Carol's. The first she used to tickle the tiny slit at the blunt tip of her 
brother's cockhead. The second she guided within her adjusting pussy so it 
lapped not in her cunt gash but at the pinpoint opening a notch above. The 
targets were the pee-holes of her brother and herself. 

"Oh, yeah, feels good," Nancy slurped. 

Nothing like a hot, wet golden shower to start off the day, she merrily 
thought. Better than orange juice. And then the first results spurted. Her 
brother's cock in Nancy's mouth. He was abruptly pissing an ocean down her 
thirstily gulping throat. And a moment later, bearing down from within to 
catch up with him, Nancy had her cunt doing the same thing in her big 
sister's mouth. 

"Oh, piss, piss ... hot, sweet piss," Carol gurgled as she swallowed the 
bittersweet flow. "Am I dreaming this, or-" 

Her eyes blinked open, as she saw that she had a faceful of cunt and that 
the piss was as real as she wanted it to be. Her tongue curved along its 
length as it probed Nancy's gushing pussy to expertly funnel the yellow 
stream straight down her welcoming throat. 

Pissing rather than swallowing, Terry, however, had an immediate reaction 
that was different than his big sister's. When his spurting prick awakened 
him, the poor kid thought he was wetting the bed. 

"Jeez, what's the matter with me?" he blurted. "Can't even hold it in 
anymore, like I was some kinda four-year-old...." 

And then he realized with a sudden grin that he wasn't wetting the bed after 
all. Yes, pissing, for sure, but with his cock firmly in the grasp of his 
sister Nancy's sucking mouth! 

"Well," he sighed, "now this is a different story. I'll piss myself awake 
like this any time. Then follow it up with a whole lot more." 

Then, when his bladder was drained, Terry promptly went to work on doing 
something about the tide that had begun to rise in his balls. Rolling over 
to trap his younger sister's face directly beneath his grinding loins, he 
was quickly fucking her in the mouth. Not to be left out, though, Carol had 
burrowed in from behind and was deeply tonguing Nancy's cunt, after female 
cum this time rather than pee. 

Nancy's mouth and pussy gave her brother's cock and her sister's mouth 
everything they bargained for. She came first from Terry's deep-throated 
cock, their mother having recently taught her the trick of oral orgasm. 
Then, with a pussyful of Carol's wiggling tongue, she climaxed the standard 
way next. 

Next, after her own dual orgasm, Nancy started forward to being on the 
receiving end of somebody else coming. Namely, a bellyful if jizz from her 
brother's sucked cock. So, squeezing Terry's balls, she did all she could to 
bring him to the brink of creamy eruption, with predictable results. 

"Damn, Nancy," he excitedly told her, "I think I'm gonna come even harder 
and wetter in your mouth than I pissed in it." 

And when his crotch bucked, his prick exploded. The flow of jizz was 
generous indeed, spurting so rapidly that it was practically delivered in a 
continuous stream like the piss before it. Even more greedily than before, 
Nancy gulped it down, thinking as she did that she hoped her brother didn't 
lose his hard-on because she wanted him to fuck her pussy next. 

But then, suddenly, there was an interruption. But hardly an unwelcome one, 
however.... 

"Mom and dad!" Nancy slurped, the last of Terry's cum slobbering down her 
chin as she stopped sucking his prick to greet their parents. "What brings 
you down the hall? Last time I saw you guys you were fucking like a couple 
of bunnies." 

"Your mother comes quick these days," Art Devlin chuckled. 

"And so does your father," Sarah Devlin merrily added. "But the nice thing 
about that is it happens so fast that right away we're ready for more." 

"Wanna suck and fuck with us kids?" Nancy eagerly asked. 

"We wouldn't be here if we didn't," her mother answered. "Just ask your 
dad." 

"Sis doesn't have to ask daddy anything," Carol laughed, having bobbed up 
from eating Nancy's cunt to look across the room at their father's jutting 
hard-on. "His cock speaks for itself." 

"Well, just because my clit isn't sticking over ten inches out from between 
my legs doesn't mean my cunt isn't just as horny," Sarah Devlin declared. 
"And since my cunt's just been fucked full of your dad's cum, if either of 
you girls want to clean me out...." 

"Mmmm, that's for me!" Carol exclaimed. "Sis already sucked up Terry's jizz, 
so now it's my turn at some of daddy's!" 

"You got it, you thirsty, little slut," Sarah teased, closing the distance 
between herself and the bed. 

"Oh, yeah, Mom!" cried Carol in readiness, rolling over. "Sit on my face!" 

"Just a little warning first, darling," Sarah playfully said, as her 
spreading asscheeks cast a shadow across Carol's features. "When your father 
fucked me I hadn't been to the little girl's room yet. Still haven't been. 
So while you're eating my cunt, if I should have a little accident...." 

"Yes, piss for me, Mom, piss in my mouth!" Carol urged. "It'll taste sooo 
goooood when it's mixed with daddy's cum!" 

"You're such a disgusting child," Sarah teased. "Guess that's why I love 
doing such nasty things to you." 

Then Sarah made squishing contact with her sopping pussy flush against her 
oldest daughter's ready mouth. Carol promptly responded with her slurping 
tongue, swabbing out her father's leftover cum. 

"Ahhhhh," Sarah soon sighed, "that accident's about to happen." 

Carol's tongue quivered in anticipation. Then her mother's liquid gold was 
streaming, guided down the tunnel of Carol's oral tool to be thirstily 
consumed. 

"Now, just as soon as she's through peeing, mom'll come," Nancy predicted. 

"Now taste this," Sarah moaned, her ass squirming over Carol's drenched 
face. "Now that you've swallowed mommy's piss, taste mommy's hot, sticky 
cummmm!" 

"See, I told you," Nancy sighed, as her mother climaxed. "Gee, it's so 
funny. Whenever I'm around someone who's coming, I always start wishing I 
was coming too." 

"That can be arranged," her father said with a grin, displaying his 
blue-veined hard-on. 

"Thought you'd never ask, Daddy," Nancy giggled. "Yes, fuck me, fuck my cunt 
full of your big, hard cock!" 

"Hey, what about me, Sis?" Terry asked Nancy. "I could use some more action, 
too. Just because I already fucked your mouth doesn't mean my prick's still 
not up for some pussy." 

"Mmmm, I can see," Nancy murmured, focusing on her brother's rigid prick and 
noting that it was every bit as ready for action as their father's. 

"Well, little girl, it's up to you to make your choice," Art Devlin said. 
"Your brother and I can't both fuck your pussy-" 

"Or can you?" Nancy wistfully wondered aloud. "After all, if mom's cunt 
could stretch enough so all three of us kids could be born, there's no 
reason mine won't stretch enough so I can get fucked by two cocks in it." 

When they heard this, Art and Terry looked at one another. 

"Well, Dad, what do you think? If sis really wants to try both our cocks in 
her cunt at the same time, I'm ready to go along if you are." 

Art Devlin shrugged. "Why the hell not? Two cocks in the same pussy is 
probably the only way Nancy hasn't been fucked yet, so we might as well give 
her a shot at proving she can handle it. After all, it's her cunt." 

"Oh, fantastic!" Nancy gusted. "I feel like I'm almost cherry all over 
again." 

Then she got into position at the center of the room, adjusting her naked 
body in the way she thought would work best to get her cunt double-fucked. 
She chose the classic bitch-in-heat pose, up on all fours with her pussy 
lips spread from the rear between her flared asscheeks. 

"Now one of you get down on the rug under me," she suggested to her father 
and brother. 

Terry was quickest to respond. He was familiar with this position, of 
course, from having fucked pussy while somebody else was fucking ass a notch 
away. So he slid beneath Nancy on his back, extending his legs between her 
knees and facing up at her while her tits settled against his chest. With 
his crotch lined up with hers, he started to slip his cock into her cunt but 
she stopped him. 

"Wait," she said, "we've got to get daddy ready to fuck me too before any 
cock goes in my pussy. I'm taking you both together from the very 
beginning." 

So, with his son waiting impatiently below Nancy, Art Devlin moved into 
place at her rear. The low-slung way she was hunched forward on top of her 
brother meant that Art had to kneel astride Terry's legs to match up the 
angle of his hard-on with the yawning gash of her cunt. And, indeed, the 
latter at this point was definitely starting to appear as if it were a 
two-cock pussy. 

"Now there's no way I'm gonna be able to take either of you to the balls and 
still have room for the other one, so don't get greedy," cautioned Nancy. 
"Let's start with both of your cockheads. And, don't forget, you're fucking 
me together, not each trying to prove you're more of a stud than the other 
guy." 

Father and son voiced their agreement, each holding his stiff prick in 
readiness outside the fleshy gates of Nancy's wide-open cunt. Then she told 
them to ease in. 

Nancy's cunt was stretching at the seams as Art and Terry entered her, but 
even with the room she provided there was no way their nudging cockheads 
could avoid contact. Flinching, they abruptly withdrew, each obviously 
nervous about feeling another prick with his own. 

"What's the matter, guys?" an amused Nancy teased. "Afraid rubbing your 
cocks together makes you queer?" 

"Just feels kinda funny," Terry mumbled, his father muttering in agreement. 

"Well, look at it this way," Nancy said with a smirking tone. "If you birds 
were really gay, you sure as anything wouldn't pick my cunt as the place to 
get your cocks together, now would you?" 

"Guess not, Sis," Terry sheepishly admitted. "How about it, Dad, wanna try 
it without the hang-ups?" 

"Ready if you are, Son," Art Devlin answered. "If we can't fuck the same 
cunt without worrying whether we're fags, then neither of us deserves a 
piece of ass like your sister." 

"That's more like it," Nancy clucked with approval. "For a while there I 
thought I was gonna have to go dig up Carol's two-way dildo and bend it in 
the middle to get two cockheads at the same time in my pussy." 

"Talk about gay," Art laughed, loosening up now. "You and your big sister 
will wear out that dyke-dong pretty soon if you don't stop fucking 
yourselves with the damned thing." 

"Then it's up to the men in the family to prove that the real thing is a 
whole lot better," Nancy said. "So what're you waiting for? I've got the 
cunt, now you give me the cocks." 

So, once again, Art and Terry attempted to fuck her waiting pussy with both 
their pricks. This time it went smoothly, their cockheads mashing together 
as they penetrated a common female opening. 

"Mmmm, now this is more like it," Nancy said. "It's not that deep, but it 
sure is fat." 

Then she began to experiment with some movement, jiggling her ass just 
enough so her jam-packed pussy tugged at the foreskin just below her father 
and brother's joined cockheads. 

"All right, that's starting to get the job done," she sighed, wiggling her 
ass a little more. 

"Can you come this way, Sis?" Terry anxiously asked. 

"Could if I wanted to right now," Nancy reported. "But I'm saving it as long 
as I can. If I start jumping around now like I do when I come during a 
regular fuck, your cocks might not stay in my pussy. So this time I think 
I'll hold back and settle for just one, big cum, the way you guys do. If 
we're lucky, maybe all three of us can finish at the same time. Both your 
cocks shooting jizz together into my coming pussy." 

It sounded ideal to Art and Terry, whom Nancy had convinced to fuck her in 
perfect harmony. However, there was some grumbling to be heard-not from 
father and son but from the other, temporarily ignored female members of the 
Devlin family. 

"Well, will you look what that horny, little bitch Nancy has done while our 
backs were turned?" Carol said to her mother after the two of them had just 
completed a lesbian sixty-nine on the bed. "She's grabbed all the cocks for 
herself." 

Squinting her eyes to focus on the details of the action across the room, 
Sarah Devlin said, "Is your father fucking her in the ass while your brother 
fucks her pussy, or are both their cocks actually-" 

"Yep, the little pig's got 'em both fucking her greedy cunt," Carol said. 
"Hope they stretch her so out of shape that she'll never get her pussy tight 
again for anybody." 

"Oh, you can't really mean that about your own sister," Sarah said with 
motherly concern. 

"Of course not, Mom," Carol laughed. "I was just blowing off steam because 
Nancy's the first of us in the family to take two cocks in her pussy. Let's 
face it, she beat us to the punch on this one. All we can do is watch her 
get fucked." 

"Oh, I don't know if all we have to do is just watch," Sarah said after a 
slyly grinning pause. "Maybe your little sister is getting all the fucking 
from your dad and brother, but that doesn't mean you and I can't help 
matters along with a little sucking." 

"You go first then, Mom," Carol answered. "Show me, then I'll do whatever 
you're doing, too." 

Sarah was already on her way. Reaching the action, she leaned over from the 
side into the crush of loins after kneeling. Before anyone could react to 
her sudden presence, she had a mouthful of her son's smooth, young balls 
while Terry fucked Nancy from below. 

"Well, right on!" Carol said. "Sucking their nuts'll get dad and Terry 
shooting their wads in sis's cunt PDQ. And the sooner they come, the faster 
their cocks'll be hard again to fuck my cunt and mom's." 

So, without delay, Carol also joined in. Leaving the bed, she positioned 
herself to suck her dad's hairy balls almost to her throat. 

"Hey, Sis, want you to know that it wasn't my idea for mom and Carol to 
start doing a number on my balls and dad's. But since they are, I'm gonna 
come a lot quicker than I thought I was before." 

"No different with me," Art Devlin panted. 

More than just a good sport, Nancy eagerly welcomed the opportunity to get 
her pussy swamped with a double dose of jizz as soon as possible. For the 
truth was that she'd held back her own climax just about as long as she 
could, anyway. And if she were to start coming ahead of her dad and brother, 
there was the definite risk their cocks might be jarred out of her 
orgasmically gyrating cunt before she got their cum. But this way.... 

"Damn, what're you waiting for then?" she impatiently cried. "Come, Daddy! 
Come, Terry! Sis, Mom, suck their balls even harder and make their cocks 
come in my pussy so I can come too!" 

Carol and Sarah doubled their suction, the sound of their frenzied slurping 
filling the room. Then, on the brink of eruption, Terry and Art grunted like 
animals. And, following their grunts, they both whooshed with release to 
signal the gushing state of their abruptly climaxing cocks. 

"Ooooh, it's flooding me! Absolutely flooding me!" Nancy cheered, excited by 
the scalding torrent in her double-cocked cunt. "Mom, Carol, you just have 
to get daddy and Terry to fuck your pussies like this. Can't wait to see if 
it makes you come as super as it's gonna make me come right ... ahhhh ... 
fucking now! Now! Now!" 

It was immediately clear to everyone that Nancy was having the orgasm of her 
life. She simply couldn't control the way it made her writhe, as if she were 
having a fit. When the two dripping cocks were shaken out of her whipsawing 
pussy, she wound up thrashing by herself in the middle of the floor while 
the rest of her family watched her in awe. 

Then, gradually, Nancy's movements became less frantic. And, finally, she 
stopped twitching altogether. Indeed, at the end of it, she wasn't moving a 
muscle, so still that she worried her family even more than when she'd been 
so wild. 

"Is she all right?" somebody asked in a hush. 

"I don't think she's even awake anymore," somebody else said. "Must have 
passed out." 

But then everyone sighed with relief as Nancy slowly sat up. Their awe 
remained, however, because of the eerie expresson on her face. Like she was 
in a trance. 

"I've been there. Just been there," she whispered after a long silence. "To 
heaven and back ... and you don't have to die to get there ... not when 
fucking your family is a so much better way." 

"Amen," Sarah and Carol Devlin murmured together when they heard this, ready 
to be the next ones to take the trip for which Nancy had paved the way. 

Their Nancy, this little girl who had still been a virgin until so recently 
and was now such a shining example to everyone who loved her. 


THE END
