The Brother Lover
by Brad Harris


FOREWORD 

As our modern society becomes increasingly urbanized and the overall family 
structure weaker, we are seeing more and more of the phenomenon known as 
amorality. 

A good case in point is Charles Manson, a person who never learned to 
distinguish between "good" and "bad", a person who simply did whatever his 
whim dictated. The pervasive corruption in high political office today 
offers another example. 

Angie Durham is a child of the present. Living the life of the existential 
hedonist, she refuses to worry about tomorrow and rarely thinks of the past. 
Her main concern is for today, and the pleasures it brings. For Angie, sex 
is the focal point of her life, yet it is also a primarily physical 
phenomenon, carrying few emotional ties or moral overtones. Sex, to this 
uninhibited teen-ager, is "good" or "bad" only in the physical sense, not in 
the moral. 

And so Angie has no qualms about seducing her handsome older brother. In 
fact, to her it seems the most natural and logical act in the world. Nor 
does Angie leave her quest for new and more exciting sexual experiences at 
that. Eventually, she widens her range to include a startling array of 
intimates. 

THE BROTHER LOVER -- a novel depicting the life style of many in our 
society. A presentiment of what the future holds. Angie's story is one which 
holds a lesson for us all. 

 The Publisher 


Chapter One 

Angie could hear him breathing in the shadows. And she twirled to the music, 
clad only in her skin-tight dance outfit, she felt the desire rise in him. 
She moved her body now in a slow, sensuous movement to let him see the 
symmetry of her long, slender legs. She bent her knee and pulled it slowly, 
slowly, up to her tits, then wiggled her ass demurely and kicked the leg 
straight up above her head. 

The lithe blonde girl turned her back to him and slowly rotated her hips to 
the music of the stereo, giving him a good look at the firmness of her 
thighs and the pert excitement of her ass. All the girls admitted she had 
the most provocative ass in school. She arched her back to let it stick out 
more invitingly and slowly danced backward to where he hid in the shadows. 

She felt the swelling of his cock, his giant cock which strained against its 
confinement. She heard him catch his breath at the spinning ass-cheeks 
thrust teasingly in his face. She heard him shuffle his feet as he fought to 
remain hidden, as he struggled not to rush out and grasp her, pulling her 
into the shadows with him. 

She twirled away momentarily and turned sideways, lifting her arms, 
thrusting her tits into the air, giving him a full side view of her 
delicious little body. Angie knew she was exciting. She had no lack of male 
attention on those Wednesday afternoons she and the other girls were allowed 
to go into town for shopping. Less than twenty whistles meant a bad day. 
Truck drivers blowing horns and beating on the sides of their cabs in 
appreciation especially excited, her. 

Angie bounced on her toes, letting her tits bounce saucily for her hidden 
observer. She was proud of those tits. It had seemed as though she'd never 
have anything about her waist. She'd always had a cute rump and good, 
straight legs. But she had about given up hope on having tits. Then, all of 
a sudden, there they were! Man! There they were! They just erupted out of 
her chest since school this fall. She started out flat and ended up with a 
pair of 36's. Put those C-cups on a one-hundred-fifteen-pound body, above a 
twenty two-inch waist and thirty-four-hips, decorate a five-foot-four blonde 
bombshell with them, and you had the reason the man in the shadows was 
pulling his cock out of his pants. 

Angie debated slipping the tights and knit top off to let him see more, then 
decided to wait. Besides, it would be more exciting to have him tear them 
off her. She shivered at the thought of his hot hands ripping the soft 
material, of his eager mouth kissing her trembling body. 

Angie slowed her dance as the mood of the music changed. She moved with even 
more sensuous ease about the floor. Her hands came up over her hips, 
caressing and stroking her lean, lithe body. She moved them up and around 
her boobs. Lovingly, she fingered the breathtaking curves of her tits. 
Slowly she pulled them out forward, then pressed them together as she turned 
to face the figure hidden in the shadows. She danced slowly for a minute, 
undulating her hips, fondling her tits for his benefit. 

As the music returned to its more rapid tempo, she swung away from him and 
tauntingly twisted her delicious body about the room. She heard the pant in 
his breathing she had left behind. She felt the slow motions as he pumped 
his cock, readying it for her. 

Her cunt was wet, now. Her cunt-juice had been flowing for some time. Little 
electric sparks of delight were already pulsing through her twat. She 
whirled back to face her visitor, this time thrusting her pussy at him, the 
lips of her cunt obscenely outlined against her tights. Angie's hands slowly 
stroked about her cunt as her hips revolved rapidly to the music. 

She slipped a finger between her cunt-lips and drew it suggestively back and 
forth. Her body leaped into flame at the touch against her clit. She pulled 
her upper arms inward, forcing her boobs forward again. Her breathing came 
in irregular pants as she anticipated his finger doing this to her, as she 
knew his cock would be doing shortly. 

She spun again, spinning before him, giving him a rapid kaleidoscope of ass 
and tit and whirling blonde hair. She leaped into the air, turned and came 
down with her back to him, her legs spread. Keeping her hips swinging to the 
music, she bent over, giving him a good view of her ass. Let, him know that 
her ass was made to hold a man, that her hips were perfect for receiving the 
plunging desires of a male. 

She began to ease back toward him, whirling her luscious butt-cheeks before 
him. Her body was trembling in anticipation, throbbing to the music, pulsing 
with desire. She danced backward until she could feel the touch of his 
gigantic cock against her fiery ass. 

Angie slowed her movements, sensuously slipping herself backward against 
him. His hands touched her hips. He held her firmly against the warmth of 
his swollen prick. He was moving now, rubbing his hardened prick against the 
velvet softness of her ass. His fingers came around her hips and explored 
the flatness of her tummy. They pressed tightly against her skin as they 
moved downward and stroked along her thigh before one great hand covered her 
drooling cunt. 

His hot breath was on her neck. Her ears caught the force of his passionate 
breathing. He pulled her against himself tightly, demandingly. His lips were 
at her neck, kissing her along her shoulders, about the neck. He kept hold 
of her pussy with one hand while the other came upward along her tummy and 
cupped under one lit. He held the marvelous globe tenderly for a moment, 
then grasped it firmly, brutally. His thumb flipped across the nipple, 
creating hot flashes of ecstasy in the young girl. 

"Fabulous," his hoarse voice panted in her ear. "You are just fabulous." 

Angie was limp in his arms. Her body was no longer her own. It belonged to 
those strong hands which held it, those powerful hands which were caressing 
it into such an explosion of desire. His finger pressed between the lips of 
her cunt, forcing the cloth of her tights against her clit, into her pussy. 
He stoked through the tights, rubbing her clit until she wanted to scream. 
She felt the saliva drip at the corners of her mouth as her cunt-juice began 
to pour about the taunting finger. 

His other hand played about her tits, pressing them together, alternately 
cuddling one, then the other. He caught one nipple on his thumb, the other 
on a finger and rotated them as his hand was revolving her trembling 
clitoris. Angie was no longer standing on her own strength. Her legs were 
all buttery. She would have sunk to the floor except for the strength with 
which he held her. 

His teeth pinched slowly, deliciously, at the tender skin of her neck. She 
felt the blood rush as the pain only heightened her passion. She slipped a 
hand behind her and forced it between her ass and his leg. She reached until 
she found the sudden shock of touching his skin. Her breath caught at the 
excitement of having her fingers about his cock. She felt it leap at the 
thrill of her touch. She closed her hand about the giant cock-shaft, glowing 
with its pulsing heat. 

"So big," she whispered, gripping it more tightly. "So big and warm." 

"Big enough to stretch your little pussy until it screams in joy," his deep 
voice laughed in her ear. "Hot enough to keep you warm for a month just 
thinking about it." 

His hand left her cunt and began to slip her tights down over her waist. Her 
ass, now bare, could feel the heat of his trembling prick. She held it 
against the crack of her ass, rubbing herself along it, trembling in 
anticipation. The tights slipped lower. She managed to wriggle free of them 
without taking her hand off the wondrous cock. His hands were slipping 
beneath her top and finding the full satin softness of her tits. His hands 
felt rough, demanding, as they buried themselves into the spongy tits. 

"I'm gonna fuck you," he panted roughly as he pawed at her boobs. "I'm gonna 
fuck you until you can't walk." 

He took one hand from her tits and grabbed at her bare cunt. His big hand 
clamped around the tender pussy. He pressed the lips together, then ran a 
big finger inside. She caught her breath at the electric sensation as he 
touched her clitoris. 

"Big talk!" she hissed back at him. "Fuck me, mister, fuck me all you like. 
I'll be ready for more when you're passing out." 

Two of the fingers were in her cunt, spreading it. She could hear the sound 
of them sloshing about in her cunt-juice. She squeezed tightly on the 
swollen cock, pulling the skin back along the shaft. Angie smiled in 
enjoyment at the smoothness with which the great rod worked in her hand. He 
was biting her neck more viciously now. She could feel the mark of his teeth 
in her white skin, could feel him as he twisted his head slightly, pulling 
at her with his teeth. His hand on her boobs spread across them both, 
cupping and squeezing and thumbing her glowing nipples. She could feel his 
hips hunching him against her, causing the cock to leap in her hand. 

She was panting in excitement when he suddenly turned her toward him. His 
eyes sparkled brilliantly in the shadows as he saw her heaving tits, swollen 
and standing out tremblingly from the work of his hand. In the semidarkness 
she looked down and saw the mammoth prick pointing upward. Its head seemed 
to glow in anticipation. 

He held her before him for a minute, lustfully looking over her maddening 
body. Then he pulled her brutally to him. His mouth came over hers. His 
tongue plunged into her mouth. His hand went to her ass and cupped it, 
pulling her dripping cunt against his bone-hard cock. He began pushing her 
down to the floor. She struggled a moment, then let him take her down. 

She watched him as he knelt beside her. His hands outlined the soft curves 
of her body. His hands found her tits. His tongue flicked over her nipples, 
pulsing them at the same tempo as his finger played her clit. She closed her 
legs to embrace his hand and hold it where it stirred such explosive 
pleasure in her cunt. She arched her tits into his face. Her body was 
trembling with the thrill of passion. The room was spinning about her, the 
air filled with more music than the stereo to which she had danced. 

"Now, you gorgeous little hunk of pussy," he told her, "I'm going to teach 
you how to fuck." 

"Teach me!" she pleaded. "Teach me everything about fucking!" 

He moved over her and held himself on his elbows while he put his legs 
inside hers and moved his cock against her trembling cunt. He pushed the 
great head into the mouth of her pussy, then caught her body against his 
own. He held her and rocked slowly with her, a great hand holding her ass in 
place while he forced his cock more painfully into her tender cunt-mouth. 

"You may have a small snatch right now," he laughed, "but you'll be pretty 
damn big when I get through fucking you. Yes sir, I'm going to stretch that 
little pussy of yours with my big prick, baby." 

He groaned with pain as he shoved his pecker strongly into her hole. She 
wanted to stop the fuck before he tore her cunt apart. It was too big! She 
struggled against the arms which held her tightly. 

"Just relax, honey," he told her. "It'll stop hurting just as soon as we get 
it in there all the way. It'll hurt just a little more, then you'll see how 
good it can be." 

Pain shot through her as he gave a sudden, vicious thrust of his cock. She 
felt that blood must be pouring all over them. The warm pain subsided 
immediately, leaving her with a numbness where his huge prick was plowing 
away into her virgin cunt. 

"See, there," he bragged, "never found a broad yet I couldn't get it in. 
Might hurt at first, but then it feels awful good." 

It was beginning to feel good! Feeling was returning to her cunt. She could 
feel the cock moving back and forth in her cavern, the shaft rubbing against 
her clitoris as he fucked in long slow thrusts. 

"There," he comforted her, "you like it now, don't you? I'll just fuck you 
easy for a minute. You got plenty of juice down there to grease things up. 
We'll just fuck slow a minute. Not for long, though. You got too sweet a 
pussy for me to hold back for long." 

One hand kept hold of her ass. The other came around her and began to stroke 
slowly about her boobs. 

"You sure got a pair of tits," he commented. "You may be just a girl, but 
you got the tits of a full-grown woman." 

Angie resented the implication in his words. Girl, was she! She'd show him 
she was a woman! She began to contract her cunt-hole about the shaft of his 
cock, sucking and holding on it, then twisting herself along it. She 
entwined her fingers in his hair and began to twist them about. She drew her 
legs slowly up and down along his own. The cock in her responded, thrusting 
more deeply and more violently. 

"Hey!" he laughed. "You know a little about fucking." 

She rubbed her tits lasciviously against his hand and against his chest. She 
closed her thighs about him. She hunched her ass up, her cunt sucking and 
gnawing at his cock. 

"Come on," she taunted him. "Play time's over. Get to some real fucking." 

She felt the cock swell even larger in her gushing hole. His balls slapped 
against her ass as the big tool plunged ever deeper into her twat. She 
listened to the slurping sound of the cock moving through her juice. His 
hold on her tightened. He crushed her against himself. His tongue filled her 
mouth. The intensity of his actions heightened as did the intensity of her 
response. She had a real cock in her cunt. Her body was aflame with passion. 
Her cunt trembled with delirious joy at the plunging presence inside it. Her 
nipples burned from the play of his hand. 

The fire grew hotter. The flames mounted. The thrusts of the cock became 
great ripping plunges into her heated pussy. She felt her climax approach 
and moaned with pleasure. Her body pulsed and bounded in the ecstasy of 
lust. Lightning exploded about her and within her. She shook beneath him, 
hunching to take more of the prick into her hungry hole. 

"Oh, God," Angie whimpered, "that's so good. Fucking is so good!" 

"And you are a sweet little fuck," he gasped as his body shook over her. 

Her moment was at hand. Her cunt was more sensitive to the rampaging cock 
than she would have believed possible. Her tits were swelling ecstatically 
against him. Her ass jerked in spasms of desire. She tightened her legs 
about his waist and shook with his growing power. 

"I'm going to come," she muttered intensely, "I'm about to come! Don't let 
me go alone. Explode that big cock in me! Fill my cunt with your jizz!" 

"I'm with you," he assured her. "Your pussy's not alone. Old pecker is right 
there with her. Let it come, little doll! I'm going to fill that little hole 
with my juice until it runs over!" 

They seemed to leap from the floor with the forge of their demand. Their 
bodies hung, plunging and twisting, in midair as they were lost in the 
eruption of their shared orgasm. 

The bell shattered the spell of the music from the stereo. Angie Durham 
leaned against the wall of the dance studio, her breath coming in short 
gasps. Her fingers still played about her soaking cunt. She held one glowing 
tit in her hand, lightly thumbing across the nipple. 

Would it ever really happen? Must she always only pretend about it? 

She drew her hand slowly away from her trembling pussy and began to 
straighten her tights. She'd better get herself under control. Miss Stokes, 
the dance instructor, would be coming back any moment. It wouldn't do for 
her to catch her young student playing with her twat in the studio. 

Some of the other teachers would love to catch Angie like this. The girl 
smiled at the thought of the lustful eyes of Miss Parkinson each day at 
Physical Education. Yes, Miss Parkinson would come at her with a tongue 
eager to lap up all that good cunt-juice. Not Miss Stokes, though. Miss 
Stokes only wanted men, whether they were the janitor or the chairman of the 
board. 

That was the way she'd be someday, too, Angie thought. Someday she'd be 
having men constantly. Until then, though, she'd have to be satisfied with 
cunny-sucking and playing with her pussy. At least she would so long as her 
parents kept her at this stupid girls' school. 

"You still here?" Miss Stokes asked as she opened the door and discovered 
her young student just shutting off the stereo. 

"Just leaving," Angie answered over her shoulder. 

"Make it quick, then," the tall brunette teacher answered. "Otherwise you 
won't have time to shower before dinner." 

The older female smiled at the swinging rump which left the studio. Yes 
indeed, she thought, her young student certainly needed a shower before 
dinner. With all the smell of cunt about her, she had better shower well. 
Angie was about the hottest little number she'd taught in years. That young 
lady, Miss Stokes remarked to herself, had damn well better get her ass 
screwed off over the summer vacation. 

The delicious little blonde, sprinting across the campus to the shower, felt 
the same way about it. 

Chapter Two 

I really hit it lucky this year, Gloria thought as she watched her room-mate 
slipping her blouse off and revealing those luscious tits. 

The slender upperclassman felt regret that she was graduating and would not 
be able to share a room with Angie next year. She would not share a room 
with the blonde, nor would she have nightly access to the fantastic body 
that had developed during the last months. She watched the bra come off and 
be tossed carelessly over a chair. Angie's tits seemed to leap forward at 
the freedom from restriction. 

Angie caressed her pride and joy lovingly, her fingers stroking beneath them 
and around them. She cupped and cuddled them, then turned and wrinkled her 
nose at Gloria. 

"You really did a job on them, Gloria," she laughed. "I'd about given up 
ever having more than a B-cup." 

"You didn't have that much before we started on the exercises," the redhead 
answered. "Yes, I have to admit that we have made quite a stacked little 
broad out of you." 

She watched the skirt softly drop to the floor and smiled as Angie slipped 
her hose down over firm hips and long, lean legs. Angie always complained 
about the school requirement of hose at dinner, almost as much as she 
bitched about being required to wear a bra. 

"Now I feel better," the pert blonde announced as she spun about the room 
clad only in her brief blue panties. The whisper-thin material hid nothing, 
only giving a sheen over the light-brown hair fleecing her cunt. Angie 
stretched herself luxuriously and twirled her compact body in front of the 
window. 

"Think anyone might be out there to see me?" she asked. 

"Not yet," Gloria laughed. "Wait until it gets dark. Then you ought, to be 
able to count on an audience." 

Ever since they were cautioned about Peeping Toms back in February, Angie 
had routinely displayed herself in front of the window with the drapes 
opened. The house-mother constantly complained and came in every night to 
personally close the drapes and scold the girls about their recklessness. 

The blonde pouted and walked over to lounge across her bed. Her room-mate 
shook her head, smiling. She had enjoyed watching Angie's growing pride in 
her body. She was amused at the blonde's terrible desire to have some boy 
see her. 

It did not seem possible that such a hot little number could still be a 
virgin. Not for long, though, Gloria knew. First chance Angie got, she'd 
have a wet cock pumping in her hot little box. Still, it did seem odd that 
the opportunity hadn't come for her yet. Too protected by her family, Gloria 
decided. 

The older girl had not been that protected. She was not still a virgin 
either. She patted her cunt affectionately. A lot of good cock had gone in 
there. As soon as she got home for the summer, a lot more would get into 
her. She'd spotted a new boy in town during Easter vacation whom she planned 
to screw within a week. She never doubted that she could get him. She'd 
never failed yet. Her tits might not be as large as Angie's but her ass was 
something special. 

Gloria had been frightened the first time she was fucked. She wasn't quite 
prepared for the roughness with which the boy popped her cherry. Still, 
though, there had been something exciting about that first time. 

She had slipped off to meet the boy. Her parents had forbidden her to have 
anything to do with him. They kit he was much too old and had quite a bad 
reputation. Gloria had met him anyway, one Saturday afternoon. No other 
girls her age had boy friends with cars. He had driven out into the country 
and parked. She let him kiss her like he always did. His hands slipped over 
her young tits, although he usually tried, except this time he did not feel 
them gently. This time he grabbed hold of them while his kisses became more 
demanding. He grabbed them in his hands and mashed them roughly, then 
twisted them about while he tongued her thoroughly. 

Before Gloria realized it, he was reaching inside her blouse and feeling 
inside her bra. She struggled away from him, but he caught her by the arm 
and pulled her back. His face was red. His breath came in gasps. She watched 
the flare of his nostrils. She saw the fire in his eyes. 

"What are you doing?" she asked. 

"Nothing yet," he answered gruffly. "I'm not doing anything yet, but I'm 
going to fuck you before we go back to town." 

The word flustered her. Sure, even at thirteen she knew what it meant. At 
least, she knew something about what it meant. Mostly, though, it was just a 
dirty word that the kids used. Now, hearing it like this, it seemed so 
threatening. 

"I d-don't think I want to," she stammered. 

"You don't have anything to say about it," he told her. "You've wagged that 
ass of yours in front of me too many times for me to miss this chance to 
screw you." 

"Look!" he commanded her as he pulled her face forward toward his pants. 
"Look how, you've worked me up already." 

She stared at the huge bulge in his pants. She tightened as he cupped the 
swollen mass with his other hand. 

"You get my cock hard like this, you get what you've been begging for," he 
said curtly, then unzipped his pants. "See it! Here, feel how hard my prick 
is." 

He made her take his hard-on in her hand. He made her take his stiff cock 
and rub the skin back and forth along it. She sat and held his cock, feeling 
the heat in it while he opened her blouse and played beneath her bra. She 
began to enjoy the way the skin slipped back and forth on his rod as he 
pulled her bra loose and began to paw and kiss about her tits. She took her 
hand off his pulsing cock in fright when he reached up her skirt and pulled 
her panties down. 

"Get my cock back in your hands," he ordered. "You'd better be glad I don't 
make you give me a blow-job. That'll come later. Right now I'm too worked 
up. Just keep that cock occupied till I get your pussy ready for it." 

His hands were at her cunt, fingering about it. Suddenly she felt excitement 
soar in her as he found the button of her clitoris and began to tease it. 
Gloria felt the moisture in her cunt as his hands played more intensely. She 
felt small jerks in his heated cock matching the clawing demands of his 
hands. 

"Damn, you've got a nice pussy," he told her. "No wonder I've been so hot 
for you all these weeks." 

"Please," she begged, "I'm afraid." 

"Nothing to fear," he assured her. "You're gonna get fucked like every girl 
sooner or later gets it. I'm going to fuck you, fuck that sweet ass of yours 
right off. Tomorrow I'll fuck you again, and the day after that. I'll keep 
on fucking you till you like it as much as I do." 

He pulled her beneath him and, in the cramped front seat of the car, 
struggled to get his cock against the opening of her pussy. 

"Get your legs open, dammit," he breathed, "More you fight, the more it'll 
hurt." 

She felt the pressure of the prick against her virgin cunt. He hunched and 
shoved it against her tight hole. For a moment she felt relieved. His cock 
wouldn't go in. She was spared. His cock was just too big for her. 

Her hopes were short-lived, however. He twisted up over her more and rammed 
roughly against her cunt. She cried in pain as the prick tore its way into 
her virgin cunt. Warmth followed the pain, then the sensation of the cock 
pumping away in her passage. 

"Pretty small, weren't you?" he chuckled. "Not any more, though. Now to fuck 
you good." 

With that, he began pumping roughly into her sore little pussy. His hand 
clawed again at her titties. He pulled the soft skin about viciously, his 
thumb rubbing roughly across the nipples. Despite his violence, Gloria felt 
the glands swell from the treatment. Her nipple burned with the most 
delicious pain she had ever felt. Her pussy, too, began to vibrate to the 
hard thrusts of his cock. She felt her juices pouring about them. She could 
smell the merging of their juices. The hand that was not at her tits caught 
ahold on her ass and squeezed. 

"What a hell of an ass you've got," he told her in heaving gasps. 
"Best-looking ass I ever laid eyes on. First time I saw it I knew I'd have 
to screw it like this." 

The mixture of awkward position and new experience brought Gloria to a quick 
orgasm. She felt it coming, that sensation she had come to adore. Fires were 
glowing in her. Her cunt was contracting ecstatically on his plunging cock. 
She held onto him tightly and rode with his movements. 

"Fuck me!" she suddenly urged. "Fuck me good! Fill me with cock!" 

He didn't answer this time. He was lost in his spasms of delight. She felt 
the new warmth in her as he unloaded his cock in her pussy. He ripped away 
at her. His hands pulled more violently at her tit until she was afraid he 
had damaged it. His other hand was working on her ass so that she'd have a 
bruise there for the next week. He slammed his body against hers with the 
force of his fucking, then slowly began to calm his pumping. 

"Penny for your thoughts." 

Gloria jumped at the sound of Angie's voice. She looked up to catch the wide 
grey eyes of the blonde smiling curiously at her. Suddenly she realized that 
she had been unconsciously stroking her cunt as she recalled her first 
experience at screwing. 

"They're worth more than a penny," she laughed. 

"Then I know what they were about," Angie said. "Past or future?" 

"Mostly just remembering," Gloria admitted. 

Angie gave her room-mate a soft, wistful smile. Her cunt ached that it had 
nothing to remember. She did not feel jealousy toward the older girl. She 
owed Gloria too much ever to feel jealous of her. The rooming assignment 
with the upper-classman had been one of the good things that had happened at 
boarding school. Gloria had taught her to be proud of her body. Gloria had 
used her knowledge of exercises to give her the best pair of knockers on the 
campus. 

It had been fun, too, swelling those tits up to their fullness. Too bad the 
exercises didn't do as well on the redhead. But Gloria didn't mind. She knew 
that with her slender build, she had her tits to their maximum size. Her ass 
was her drawing point. When they walked into town, it was Gloria who drew 
the whistles from behind. 

Angie saw the flicker of remorse in her friend's eyes. She smiled 
brilliantly at Gloria to assure her that she did not resent her memories. 

"This time next week," Angie whispered as she slipped off the bed and walked 
over behind the redhead. 

She reached down and cupped her friend's tits lovingly. She leaned down and 
kissed the top of Gloria's red hair while she began a slow massage of her 
room-mate's firm, pert globes. 

"You mean what you said at dinner, then?" Gloria asked. 

"Damn right. First thing I'm going to do when I get home is get myself 
laid." 

She began to unbutton Gloria's blouse while she bent farther down to nibble 
on an earlobe. Her friend reached backwards and stroked sensuously about her 
legs and ankles. Gloria's hands were marvelous instruments of passion. Angie 
felt the thrills from her touch run up her legs, along her thighs, and lodge 
in trembling sparkles in her cunt. 

"Think you'll like your father's new wife?" Gloria asked. 

"Nothing against her yet," the blonde replied, slipping her hands beneath 
the tight material of the bra and cuddling the soft tits. 

She felt no fear about meeting a new stepmother. After living with her real 
mother the four years since the divorce, Angie was ready for a change. Her 
mother's passionate desire to keep her a child had come to a head with 
remarriage. Angie suspected that her mother had lied to her new husband 
about her age, and having a eighteen-year old daughter show up would be 
difficult. So, she was being allowed to spend the summer with her dad. 

"She couldn't be worse than Mom," she told her roomie. 

"You don't expect her to fit you in a chastity belt?" 

"I don't think Dad would make the same mistake twice. One iceberg should 
have taught him to be sure to find a sex-pot next time." 

She shuddered at the thought of her mother's scolding looks whenever she 
wore anything at all daring. Last Christmas her mom had taken one look at 
the new boobs and tried to put her in a restraining bra. Such a scene 
followed that Angie remained at school during Easter weekend. Besides, her 
mother had just returned from a honeymoon with her new husband, ten years 
younger than she. 

"No," she added, "I don't think my new old lady is going to object to my 
going braless. In the pictures Dad sent me from their honeymoon, she was 
braless and in a see-through blouse as well." 

"That should please your brother," Gloria remarked as she stood and began to 
slip out of her blouse. 

"It's hard to think of him as eighteen," Angie admitted, sensuously easing 
the bra from her friend's shoulders and beginning to kiss across the 
bouncing globes of her tits. 

"I'd sure like to get him between my legs for an evening." 

"Maybe we can work that out," Angie suggested. "Let's plan on you coming for 
a visit." 

The redhead's skirt slipped to the floor. Angie stepped behind her and 
worked the pantyhose down over the best-looking ass she had ever seen. She 
left the silver-green bikini panties on for a moment while she softly 
caressed the luscious skin, running her fingers lovingly along the dramatic 
curve of rump. 

"I get hot just thinking about it," Gloria responded. "Imagine what fun we 
can have together. We'll fuck everything in town." 

"There's not much town there," Angie told her as she began to remove the 
dainty nylon from over the glorious ass. "But it isn't much of a drive over 
to the coast. With your ass and my tits, I think we can about take our 
pick." 

"Fantastic!" the redhead burst out as she turned and buried her head into 
the marvelous tits of her friend. 

Angie held her while she licked and kissed and sucked on the tits. The 
blonde's hands reached down to play with the smaller but just as firm boobs 
of the older girl. They stood against each other, cunt hairs touching as 
they swayed in delight. They stepped apart, giggled at each other, and raced 
to the bed. 

Gloria got to the bed first and stretched her body out. Angie stopped for a 
moment and looked down at the glistening body of her room-mate. She felt the 
thrilling glow that always seemed to lie on the skin of the redhead. She 
licked her lips playfully as she eyed the auburn hair about Gloria's pussy, 
then eased herself alongside the reclining figure. 

"This is our last cunt-fuck in this room, in this bed," Gloria murmured. 
"Let's make it a good one." 

"I'm for that!" Angie agreed as she began to revolve her tits against 
Gloria's. 

They played them against each other, nipple against nipple, while each 
slipped a finger in the other's cunt. Nipple vibrated nipple, round and 
round. Nipple flipped against nipple until each of the four tits were aching 
in pleasure, each of four nipples hard and alive with excitement. Fingers 
worked on two clits in unison, strumming and petting and rubbing them to 
peaks of desire. Lovely white thigh lay against lovely white thigh as the 
two beautiful girls lost themselves in their enjoyment of each other. Blonde 
hairs and red hairs braided together on the dainty blue flowers of the sheet 
as two young girls thrilled to their sexuality. 

They knew each other well, these two room-mates. Each could anticipate the 
other's movements. Their, loving was like a dance, a passionate sexual 
dance. Each slipped a hand behind the other and began to cuddle a rump. Each 
set of fingers slipped between a dramatic cleavage to play at a sensitive 
asshole. The sensual lips of the blonde met the exotic lips of the redhead 
and a pair of tongues played with one another through the cavities of both 
mouths. 

Angie felt the sparks of joy shooting through her tits as she slipped her 
finger into the dainty bung of her friend. She felt the tissue about her own 
asshole open to receive the finger which slipped in there. Fingers played 
round in each ass. Fingers stroked about in each cunt. Tit brushed against 
tit, nipple flicked over nipple, lips and tongues and hair and cunt-juice 
merged as the slender young bodies twisted passionately together. 

Each knew the other well. Each anticipated the other completely. In perfect 
harmony the bodies separated a moment. Angie slipped about on the soft blue 
flowers of the sheet and eased her face down along a pair of glistening 
thighs. She could feel Gloria's lips along her own electrically charged 
skin, kissing about and inching nearer and nearer an anxiously awaiting 
cunt. They played about each other's thighs for a good five minutes, then 
slowly began to move their loving lips into the soft beavers of their cunts. 

"I love the smell of your juice," Gloria told her. "Maybe it's because I 
know what a sweet little pussy it comes from." 

"Sweet little pussy right here," Angie answered, "smells awfully tempting, 
too." 

Mouths and cunt-lips met in impassioned kisses. Tongues flicked out and into 
lovely little pussy-holes. Two clits shimmered with the adoring strokes of a 
girl's licking. Two cunts trembled with the ecstasy of the suction of a 
friend's mouth. Each closed their legs about the other's head, holding it 
imprisoned in a lustful embrace. 

Their hands ran up and down each other. Their bodies vibrated with the 
intensity of their passion. They began to shudder together in the ecstasy of 
a mutual orgasm. As if choreographed, both experienced the other's come at 
the same moment. They rocked about the bed, their bodies tangled in a lovely 
web of desire and accomplishment. They clung together until each had wrung 
the last ounce of desire from the other. Finally, they relaxed and fell 
apart. The grey eyes of the blonde met the smiling blue eyes of the redhead. 

"Best ever," Gloria said. 

"Absolutely," Angie agreed. 

They lay against each other, softly fondling each other's tits, listening to 
their breathing. 

"Just think," Angie commented, "next time you kiss my cunt, it'll have had a 
cock in it." 

"Next time I kiss it," Gloria answered, "we might have a pair of cocks right 
in the middle of it." 

Angie didn't answer. Her eyes glowed mistily at the thought. 

Chapter Three 

Angie's legs were still watery as she stepped into the lounge at the 
airport. She smiled, thinking that the steward was probably having his 
problems, too, he had been at the end of his flight, she could probably have 
gotten him to take her to some dark corner of the terminal and screw her. He 
almost did on the plane itself. 

He was very proper and reserved -- at first. Angie gave him a 
cock-stiffening come-on smile when he first came down the cabin aisle. He 
politely smiled back in that very professional way. Then he saw the way her 
tits pushed against the nylon blouse and did a double-take. He recovered 
that first time, but Angie knew she had gotten his attention. 

She watched the way he eyed her charms out of the corner of his eye as he 
went about his chores with the passengers. When he served her, she managed 
to lean forward enough to let her jugs rest against his hand. He tried to 
pretend he didn't notice, but Angie knew he felt them. He knew how good they 
would feel in his hand. He could have no doubts, through the thin material, 
that she was without a bra. He could marvel that they had such firmness, 
despite their size, without needing a bra to support them. 

She watched the way he checked out her legs, too. She let her short skirt 
ride up over her thighs, showing just a hint of the pink panties she had 
picked out in case she found someone interesting on the way home. Yes, he 
saw those thighs, and approved. 

Three times she had to make her way back to the rest room, past him, 
brushing against him as she went by. She did nothing in the rest room. She 
just made sure he got a good feel of her tits each trip. Finally he was 
waiting in the little compartment for the flight attendants that was located 
right before the rest rooms. 

"What are you trying to do to me?" he asked. 

"What am I doing?" she replied. 

"I asked you first," he answered, his eyes twinkling. 

"To be honest, I'm trying to get a rise out of you." 

"Honey, you're doing that. How the hell am I supposed to do my job with a 
hard-on?" 

"You've fed them, already," Angie told him, "and served their drinks. Take 
time out for a little relaxation." 

She stepped close to him, close enough to let him get a whiff of her 
perfume, close enough for her tits to brush against him, close enough for 
her legs to touch his. He was telling the truth. His pants had quite a bulge 
where his cock was responding to her teasing. 

He pulled her roughly into the small compartment and slipped the curtain 
closed to hide them from the view of other passengers. 

"I ought to screw your little tail off right here," he threatened. 

"Promises, promises!" she taunted, pressing herself against him. 

He gave up and took her in his arms. His lips came over hers possessively. 
His hands played about her back, thrilling to the soft touch of the nylon. 
Angie slowly moved her leg inside his and twisted her body against him to 
let her tits give him greater excitement. She could feel his swollen cock 
against her. She felt his leg come up and press against her cunt. She opened 
her mouth and received his tongue as it came in hesitantly, then 
passionately. 

His hand came up under her blouse and caressed along her waist. She pulled 
back from him just enough to give it room to glide around to the front and 
reach up for her waiting boobs. He gasped at the lush fullness as his 
fingers came about her tits. His hand wavered in disbelief at their 
loveliness, then adoringly gathered them. He cupped and caressed her tits, 
stroking them as though he'd never dreamed of holding such lovelies. His 
other hand reached inside the band of her skirt and discovered the softness 
of her ass, the roundness of her ass, the excitement of her ass. 

Angie reached for his cock. She fingered about the contained mass, then felt 
the long cock separate itself from the swollen mixture of balls and cock. 
She quietly unzipped his pants to let it expand out to its full length. 
Timidly, she held his rod and slowly stroked it. His hand slipped around her 
ass as she turned so that he could finger amid the hairs of her cunt. 

"Damn, but you are a sexy little broad," he whispered. 

"Hot and sexy," she admitted. "Hot and sexy and ready." 

His finger went into her cunt as she began to pump on his prick. He reached 
deeply within her hole, then slowly dragged his finger out over her 
clitoris. Angie wanted to squeal out with the delightful sensation. A man 
was actually finger fucking her! She didn't have a cock in her yet, but she 
did have a man's hand on her pussy. She responded by pumping furiously on 
his stretching prick. He worked her cunt just as rapidly. She could hear the 
play of his finger among the flowing juices down there. She felt the cock 
trembling in the excitement of her massage. 

His mouth was at her ear. She could hear his gasping breath. His lips came 
down on her neck. His teeth pinched tender skin between them. She felt the 
delicious pain as she realized with pride that she would have one hell of a 
hickie to remember him by. 

"I wish to hell I had a place to fuck you," he muttered through teeth which 
still held her tightly. "This'll just have to do." 

He placed another finger in her cunt and spread and stroked and clawed at 
it. She rolled his skin back and forth along his prick-shaft more rapidly, 
squeezing the warm rod as though to milk it of its load. She felt his ass 
tremble as she forced him to orgasm. He was panting in her ear as she felt 
the hot jizz pour into her hand. Just a moment later, she felt a small 
orgasm come into her pussy. It would have to do, she decided, until she 
could get a cock in where those fingers were. She let her cunt thrill to the 
joy of his ecstatic fingers, pulsing with him, shaking with him. 

The steward groped in his pocket for a handkerchief. Angie gook it and 
affectionately cleaned his steaming cock. He looked at her in awed 
appreciation as she leaned down and kissed his deflating dick. 

"You are some sexy chick," he panted. 

The cock still had some of his jizz on it. Angie kissed it again and 
deliberately tasted the milky substance. Gently she squeezed the now 
diminishing rod and smiled up at him. 

"Glad to oblige," she told him. "Look me up when you're able to do the real 
thing." 

With that she swirled through the curtain and returned to her seat. The 
passengers along the aisle looked at her suspiciously as she brazenly 
buttoned her blouse after she had returned to her seat. One step closer to 
being fucked, she thought, one step closer. 

"Hey, Angie," the voice came through the crowd in the lounge, "over here." 

She looked at the speaker in confusion for a moment, then realized it was 
her brother. 

"Mitch!" she screamed, pushing past the other passengers and running to him. 
"I didn't recognize you!" 

"After four years, I don't wonder," he replied, gathering her in his arms. 
"I sure as hell didn't recognize you. I'd never have found you except for 
those grey eyes. I'd never miss them." 

He kissed her hard on the lips, then held her out for himself and looked her 
over well. Angie smiled at him and gave him a full view of projecting tits, 
dramatic ass, flashing legs, and seductive thighs. 

She looked at her brother, his light-brown hair sparkling, his hundred 
eighty pounds on a six-foot-two frame, his face spread in a huge smile of 
approval, and leaped back into his arms. Mitch lifted her off the floor and 
spun about with her, holding her tightly as he turned, pressing her charms 
against his lean, hardened body. He put her back on the floor and took her 
face in his hands. 

"Little sister, you have turned out to be some beautiful woman..." 

Angie saw the same sparkle in his eyes that had gotten them into so much 
trouble as children, the same devilish glow that had led her mother to send 
Mitch to live with his father. She puckered her lips at him and blew hinja 
kiss. 

"With a brother like you, I'd have to be pretty," she told him. "You sure 
did grow up to be a hell of a man." 

She took his arm as they walked to get her baggage, thinking how Gloria 
would react to Mitch. Her friend, she was sure, would wet her pants at the 
sight of Mitchell Durham. 

"Have you eaten?" Mitch asked her as they climbed into his small sports car 
and headed onto the freeway. 

"On the plane," she said, "but if you haven't, then I'll have a cup of 
coffee while you eat." 

He drove for thirty minutes, then wheeled the responsive little car off the 
highway and found a brightly lit restaurant. Angie sat watching him with 
adoring eyes while he ordered and ate. He ordered a drink before his meal 
and Angie agreed to let him get her one. He whispered that with her body he 
didn't think the waitress would question her age. He was right. 

Her body got plenty of attention at the restaurant. Angie saw to that. She 
kept leaning forward to let her tits press against the soft nylon. She 
ignored the buttons which had worked loose and let the white skin sparkle as 
her globes threatened to burst completely free. Mitch attracted his share of 
attention as well, especially from the waitress. The girl was verging on 
being chubby, but had nice tits and firm thighs. Mitch winked across the 
table at his sister as he brushed his shoulder into the girl's boobs. While 
she brought his dinner and set it before him, he slipped a hand up her skirt 
and caressed her ass, Angie smiled sweetly and innocently at the girl when 
her eyes opened in surprise and shock. Later, they hugged each other on the 
way back to the car and laughed about the poor waitress being so flustered. 

"Sis, you're still able to carry it off," Mitch beamed. "She looked at you 
as if to ask didn't you know what I was doing and you gave that perfect 
doesn't everyone smile." 

"Doesn't everyone?" Angie giggled back at him. "I mean, really, doesn't 
everyone grab ass?" 

Mitch reached over and patted her thigh. She grasped his hand before he 
could remove it and held it tightly against her leg. Slowly, as the car sped 
along the highway, she eased his hand upwards towards her pushy. 

"Remember the time Mom caught us playing with each other," he laughed as his 
fingers pressed the thin summer skirt and stroked among her pussy hairs. 

"And Dad accused her of having such a dirty mind," Angie added. "He was 
right. We didn't think there was anything dirty about it. We were just 
having fun. You had such a cute little pecker." 

"It's not so cute now," Mitch commented. "In fact, it's getting positively 
excited." 

Angie looked over at the swell in his trousers. She reached for, the lump 
and began to finger it. Her brother's hand closed about her pussy. She 
pressed her legs over the hand, holding it there while she began to unzip 
Mitch's pants. 

"I guess that's why they couldn't make it," the blonde added. "Mom thought 
anything was dirty." 

"And nothing is dirty for Dad," her brother continued. "Or, maybe, nothing 
is too dirty for Dad." 

Angie reached inside his pants and began to pull her brother's swelling cock 
out. She petted it with both hands, turning her body so that her brother's 
fingers could more easily feel about her cunt. 

"And Laura," Angie asked, "is she dirty?" 

"Our new stepmom is one foxy chick," her brother blurted out. "Dad really 
did himself proud with that broad." 

"Hey! Sounds like you have a crush on her, too." 

"I admit the idea has crossed my mind -- to get her in a crush. Especially 
since Dad's gone so much." 

His sister stiffened at the suggestion. Not that she felt her brother owed 
their dad anything. Angie just didn't want to have to compete for her 
brother's attention. She pulled her hands from his cock and sat upright in 
the seat of the speeding car. 

"Look, Sis," her brother protested, "I didn't say I was going to do 
anything. I just observed that she's an awfully tempting little cunt." 

He took his hand from her cunt. Angie was afraid she had angered him with 
her show of jealousy. His hand came right back, though. This time it came 
beneath her skirt and worked its way inside her gossamer panties. She 
relaxed again at the feel of his finger in her pussy, slipping slowly about 
her clitoris. She, smiled over at him and leaned down towards his still 
erect prick. She held it in both hands and gently began kissing the head. 

"Speaking of cunts," he said softly, "this one I have now feels awfully soft 
and nice." 

"Good to have you there," she laughed, kissing his cock more fervently. She 
wondered if she and her brother would have fucked had they not become 
separated when she was twelve and he fourteen. Would she fuck him now? She 
looked down at his beautiful cock, so red and growing from her attentions. 
She looked up at his handsome face as he fought to concentrate on driving 
while his hand worked more feverishly into her cunt. Yes, she smiled, she'd 
fuck him. She would fuck him whenever he liked. He could stop the damn car 
right now and she'd fuck him in the grass beside the highway. 

"It's beginning to get wet down there," he told her. 

"I know," she admitted. Her pussy had been seeping its juice for several 
minutes now. She felt the flow of her box under the teasing play of his 
fingers. He worked her slowly, sensuously. Her clit vibrated with the 
delightful touch of his finger. She pressed her tits against his arm and 
moved them about in small circles. Her tongue made loving circles on the 
head of his rod. Salty, his cock-drippings tasted salty. 

She felt him jerk in pleasure as she tentatively covered the head with her 
mouth. She held her mouth over her brother's cock, flicking her tongue 
across the end. Mitch's hand reacted vibrantly to her play. His plunging 
finger moved more rapidly about in her cunt. She felt his body tense in his 
excitement. His arm moved with her tits, revolved the delicious globes 
about, sliding lushly across her pulsing nipples. 

"You are about as exciting a woman as I've ever found," he muttered with a 
noisy swallow. 

"I hope so," Angie cooed, then took her brother's cock more deeply into her 
mouth. Her fingers played among his balls while she moved her face back and 
forth on his prick, joining her pumps with the rhythm of his finger in her 
pussy. 

"I'll bet you've driven some men absolutely mad," he suggested as she felt 
his cock begin to jerk spasmodically in her mouth. 

Angie did not answer that. She was not about to confess her virginity, sure 
that she'd frighten her handsome brother off. Gloria had warned her about 
it. Dirty old men might get a kick out of breaking a cherry, but most boys 
were frightened about that. They much preferred a girl who met them on equal 
terms, who honestly wanted to fuck and knew what it was all about. No, Angie 
was sure, she would keep her pristine state a secret. 

She sucked suddenly on her brother's hot cock. Mitch tensed again with the 
sweet excitement of her play. The shaft trembled in her hand and searched 
upwards to bury itself more deeply into her delicious mouth. Angie sucked 
and blew on the wonderful tool while Mitch's fingers and hand tore 
ecstatically at her pussy. She felt her desire peaking. Her ass quivered, 
forcing her cunt more deliciously against his hand. Her cunt sucked at the 
probing finger. Her juice flowed about them, filling the car with its unique 
smell. 

The salty taste in her mouth was stronger, the salty, almost antiseptic 
taste of his cum. He was coming, she realized. Her brother's cock was 
pouring its load into her mouth, pulsing upward rapidly and tremblingly into 
her mouth. Her tongue lapped about in the precious substance as she listened 
to the delightful sound of his finger moving in her sticky cunt-juice. 

"I'm coming!" Mitch gasped. "Angie -- Jesus, your mouth feels so fucking 
good!" 

Angie couldn't answer, but she wanted to tell her brother that she was 
coming, too, coming like crazy. 

They held onto each other as their bodies shook with ecstasy. Their bodies 
burned with excitement, their spirits soared from the delight of it. What a 
lucky girl, Angie kept thinking, what a lucky girl to have such a sexy 
brother. 

Mitch marveled that he had kept control of the car in the midst of it all. 
He was delirious with anticipation. His sister knew what it took to please a 
man. This would be a hell of a summer. He could teach her what he knew and 
she could share her knowledge with him. They would learn the rest together. 
What a fantastic sexual vacation was before them! 

Mitch drove the remainder of the way to their father's estate with an arm 
resting tightly against his sister's luscious tits, and his hand across her 
sweet pussy. She nestled against him and slowly, happily stroked his cock. 

Chapter Four 

He stepped up behind the lovely girl and put his arms about her. His hands 
came immediately over her soft, full tits. Mitch caressed the luscious 
globes and buried his face into her hair. 

"Angie," he murmured, "my beautiful little Angie." 

The teen-ager twisted deliciously under her brother's caresses. Her tits 
seemed filled with electric sparks at his touch. Her hips and ass pulsed 
with the touch of his swollen prick against them. She arched her back and 
pressed her tingling tits firmly into the adoring palms. The drive from the 
airport had built her passion to this pulsing demand for him. The lips of 
her cunt trembled in anticipation. She took one of his hands and led it 
downward, pressing it into the soft warmth of her cunt-mound. 

"My darling Mitch," she whispered back. "My big, beautiful brother. My 
brother I haven't seen in so long. My brother with the wonderful cock." 

"A cock that's too big for my pants," the boy laughed. "A cock that needs to 
be out and in your hands." 

"Just in my hands?" Angie asked as she twisted lasciviously against the hand 
which pressed her skirt into her sweating cunt. 

"In your hands first," he corrected, "then in your pussy." 

He turned his sister to face him. Her young beauty sparkled in the light 
from the lamp beside her bed. Her long blonde hair shimmered along her 
shoulders. Her eyes sparkled up at him with their clear, open invitation. 
Mitch looked at the luscious body that was about to be his. His cock 
trembled in the confinement of his pants as his eyes roved along the 
delicious bundle of curves before him. What a fuck she would be. What a 
fantastic summer lay ahead! She wanted to fuck as badly as he. Why not? The 
same lusty blood boiled through both their veins. It had to be the blood 
they shared from their father. They certainly hadn't inherit their mother's 
ice water. They would be Dad's children for the next three months. They 
would gory in their hot blood. They would share that overheated desire. They 
would fuck, and fuck, and fuck. 

Angie smiled her invitation. Her brother seemed to ache as passionately as 
she. She watched the adoring sweep of his eyes over her. Her body glowed 
under the approving sparkle in those eyes. The little blonde drew a deep, 
trembling breath and posed her body for her brother's lustful inspection. 
Her tits heaved against the thin material of her blouse. Her ass jutted out 
temptingly against the short skirt. Angie moistened her lips slowly, letting 
her tongue run tauntingly over their luscious shape. 

Mitch leaned down and kissed his sister. He kissed her softly, gently. Her 
lips parted for him. The intensity of their kiss increased. His tongue moved 
through her lips and met her own. He held her more passionately as the kiss 
built up in its demand. His mouth twisted over hers. His tongue plunged into 
her mouth madly. Her tits mashed against his chest, encouraging his cock to 
swell with greater force against his pants. Her knee came up inside his 
thigh. Her pussy panted along his leg to her delicious movements. 

Mitch finally lifted his face from the lovely girl who was his sister. Her 
eyes met his, waiting and watching. The boy inclined his head towards the 
bed and saw her lips broaden in an eager smile. 

"Your bed is waiting, little sister," he told her. "No need to stand here 
wasting time." 

Angie turned to go to the bed. Mitch caught her by the shoulders and turned 
her again to face him. She looked at her brother with a question in her 
eyes. 

His hands answered her question. He reached for, the first button on his 
sister's blouse. He began slowly releasing the delicate material, watching 
the slow revelation of sparkling white tits. He paused to kiss the thrusting 
beauties, then returned to the blouse until he had it loose and could pull 
it away from her shoulders. 

He let her step back and display herself for him. The tits bounced 
tauntingly before him, reflecting the soft light. Angie pressed a hand 
beneath them and lifted them upward and forward at her brother. 

Mitch smiled his horny approval, his hands itching to get at his sister's 
fantastic tits. He watched as she slowly loosened her skirt and slid it down 
over her hips. Her thighs were even more enticing than they had appeared in 
the car. They were made to wrap about a man, made to lead a hot cock to the 
soft hole which lay beneath those gossamer panties. The boy watched the 
skirt fall to the floor. He watched as the panties came down over his 
sister's pert ass and slithered softly down her lithe legs. 

Angie stood nude before her brother. She turned for his inspection. Mitch's 
cock was fighting his pants now, fighting to be free, fighting to touch the 
soft inviting titty before him. He watched her tits swell with her excited 
breathing as he began to remove his own clothes. 

"I can help," she offered as she stepped close to her brother and began to 
unbutton his shirt. He laid his hand over a boob. It seemed almost to leap 
into the grasping hand, nipple hard against him, the tit itself firm and 
full. Mitch closed his hand about it and caressed it gently. He was forced 
to let go of the sweet tit only to let his sister remove his shirt from his 
shoulder. The sparkling blonde gave total concentration to releasing his 
buckle and unzipping his fly. She slipped his pants downward and let them 
drop as she immediately began tugging his shorts away from the imprisoned 
cock. 

"There it comes," she announced in triumph as she pulled her brother's 
steaming prick out of his shorts. She let his cock swing upward while 
guiding the shorts over his hips and down to rest on top of the pants. 

Mitch stepped from them and kicked his shoes free. He felt the terrible 
excitement of standing naked with his beautiful blonde sister. His cock 
stood large and rigid, out from his body. Angie could not get her eyes off 
it. It waved slowly in the air, appearing much more magnificent than it had 
in the darkness of the car. Her tits heaved rapidly on her chest as she 
responded to her fascination with her brother's prick. 

"Do we stand all night and stare?" her brother asked. "I like you to look at 
it, but I want you holding it. I'm dying to get it against your little 
pussy." 

Angie turned quickly and ran to the bed. The teen-ager leaped onto the bed 
and turned. She wriggled her body happily and invited her brother to join 
her. 

Angie watched him coming and realized what a fortunate girl she was. Her new 
stepmother had been so refreshing. She had rushed to meet the car as soon as 
they pulled up the long drive before the house. Her lithe, slender body 
enveloped her husband's daughter as the kids began climbing from the car. 
Angie was overwhelmed by her warmth. The scent of Laura Durham's perfume lay 
about them in the soft evening air. She looked at the exotic beauty of the 
brunette. She looked at the brilliantly smiling eyes. She looked at the 
exquisite body which was so nearly a mature version of her own. 

As they went inside the house, Angie began to see why her father had fallen 
for this woman. The brunette exuded warmth and soft, friendly sexuality. 
Angie liked her. The girl could not help but like her. She trusted the woman 
instinctively. It was as if her father had searched intentionally for the 
kind of stepmother Angie needed. She felt she could talk to Laura. She knew 
she'd be able to confide her most intimate secrets to the beautiful woman 
her dad had married. More than that, she was sure that Laura could give her 
all sorts of pointers on how to tempt and attract boys. 

After an hour of animated conversation and some sherry, Laura insisted that 
Mitch and Angie go to bed. It was then that Angie once again remembered her 
craving need for her brother's body, for his hard cock. 

Angie went up and walked about her bedroom, admiring the taste Laura had 
shown in decorating. It was exactly as she would have done it. At least it 
was as Angie hoped she might have had the taste to do it. She was standing 
at the window, watching the play of moonlight on the swimming pool when 
Mitch stepped behind her and filled his hand with her tit. 

She lay on the bed and watched her brother eye her. His cock trembled in the 
air above her. Angie watched it in fascination, unable to believe that such 
a big prick could stand so straight. She watched it as he lowered himself 
onto the bed beside her. He leaned over her and brought his lips over her 
mouth. Angie met her brother's kiss with her own fiery passion. Her tongue 
shot through his lips to meet his. Her hands reached for the glowing prick 
as he began to stroke her tits. 

The sparks of electric thrill again pulsed through her body. He rotated each 
tit until it was a glowing mass of excitement. Her nipples exploded in 
sensations of joy as his thumbs rubbed over them. 

Angie almost fainted at the warmth of her brother's lips when he leaned them 
down to kiss about her tits. His kissed gently on the soft underbelly of 
each trembling boob. He kissed in the cleavage and pulled her tits tightly 
against his cheek. He kissed the pink nipples and sucked lightly on each. 
His tongue whipped them into round globes of flaming passion as he worked 
happily with the white flesh. 

Angie held her brother's cock tenderly. She fingered along the warm moist 
shaft. She fingered over the throbbing head. Slowly she moved the skin back 
and forth along the shaft. Her hand became more excited. She grasped the 
wonderful prick more firmly. She pumped it more vigorously. It leaped in her 
hand. It pumped with her. His pulse pounded in it. 

"Damn, but you've got me hot," he muttered to her. 

"I want it hot," she answered. "I want it blazing when it comes into my 
pussy. I want it steaming when it shoves into my cunt. I want to get it as 
hot as you've gotten my tits. I want it as hot as my pussy feels already." 

Mitch moved a hand to the pussy she claimed was so hot. He'd get it a hell 
of a lot hotter before he was through with this delicious little fluff of 
tit and cunt. His finger played into her gash. He stroked her clit slowly, 
then slipped his finger past the button and into the depths of his sister's 
cunt. His previous experience with cunts had not made him expert enough to 
comprehend the membrane which his finger contacted. In his emotionally 
charged state Mitch was unable to even consider the fact of the cherry which 
lay under his finger. In any event, he was too far gone to let his sister's 
virginity stand in his way. 

Angie twisted her hips about. Her pussy sucked against the welcome finger. 
The walls of her cunt throbbed at her brother's touch. Vibrations of 
exquisite pleasure ran through her cunt and down her thighs. She squeezed 
his cock more lovingly. She pumped the rampant prick more vigorously. She 
reached beneath Mitch's rod and buried her fingers in his balls. As Mitch 
jumped at the new sensation, she softly stroked about the balls and hugged 
them passionately with her hand. 

They were both perspiring from their excitement. Their breathing came in 
short pants as their passions rode higher. Angie closed her legs on her 
brother's exploring hand. Her soft thighs imprisoned it and held it firmly 
while her pussy shook in ecstatic longing. 

"Fuck me," she whispered. "I want you to fuck me, brother." 

Her eyes fixed on him in a long, pleading stare. Mitch looked into those 
pools of mirrored desire. He kissed her once more about her tits. He lifted 
his face and found her moist and inviting lips. He held her mouth beneath 
his embrace while he moved over her and pointed his prick at her cunt-mouth. 

Mitch held her tightly as his cock pressed into her pussy. He caressed her 
ass and thighs as he eased his prick into the entrance of his sisters pussy. 
He paused when his rod met resistance, and moved it slowly back and forward 
into the puffy lips of her cunt. The head crossed her clit maddeningly. 
Angie pulsed with demand for him to fuck her. 

"Don't worry," she urged her brother. "You won't hurt me. Fuck me, Mitch. Go 
ahead and fuck me!" 

Mitch looked at the luscious body twisting beneath him. He looked at his 
prick as it pulsed against the soft lips of her cunt. He looked at the 
upturned tits and the soft lovely thighs. He responded to his sister's 
demand. His cock came against her cunt strongly. He forced it into her hole. 
He met resistance and shoved his prick brutally through. Only as he began to 
pump away in Angie's sweet cunt did he realize that he had popped his 
sister's cherry. He looked down at Angie in fear. 

"It's all right, darling," she smiled up into his face. "I won't miss it." 

"But it hurt you!" he answered. "It had to have hurt you!" 

"The hurt is over. Already it's over. I'm feeling again. Oh, Mitch, I can 
feel your cock in me! I can feel the way your prick fills my cunt. I want it 
to fill me even more. Fuck me!" 

The tenderness with which she accepted the loss of her cherry touched him. 
The bravery with which she took the pain impressed him. This was some great 
little cunt, his sister. She was something very special. His admiration 
increased his passion. He thrust his cock powerfully inside her cunt. Her 
pussy sucked on his rod. Her passageway vibrated about his cock. Her hips 
hunched against him, merging their bodies more thoroughly. Her juice was 
flowing. He felt the growing ease with which he fucked her. 

"Ride me!" she urged. "Your cock feels so good in there. Come on, Mitch, 
fuck me hard! Fuck me good! I never knew fucking could be so wonderful!" 

He tightened his hold on her ass. He lifted her and jammed his shaft even 
deeper into her cunt. His balls flapped against the delicious skin of her 
ass as he plowed away at her luscious box. Her cunt sucked more powerfully 
on his rod. Her body twisted more passionately beneath him. Her legs came 
about his waist and held him as she rolled ecstatically beneath him. 

"I'm coming!" she shouted in his ear. "Oh, my God, Mitch, I'm coming! I'm 
exploding all over you! It's so good! I never knew how good it could be!" 

He let her rise to her climax. He let her writhe through her climax. He held 
his own orgasm until he felt her begin to relax. Then he brought her back 
again as he flooded her cunt with his hot jizz. 

"I feel it!" she cried. "I feel you coming in me! It's so warm and 
wonderful. Your cock is pouring your cum in me. It's the most beautiful 
feeling I ever had!" 

It was also the most beautiful feeling Mitch had ever experienced. He lay 
beside his lovely sister and caressed her tits. What a fuck she had given 
him. Her first fuck, too. It was her first, yet it was the best he'd ever 
had. 

"You are one hell of a woman, little sister," he whispered as he fingered 
her sweet tits. 

Chapter Five 

Angie whipped the sheet off herself and stretched her shapely body as the 
light filtered through her windows. She listened to the sounds coming from 
outside. Someone was in the pool. The blonde debated going back to sleep, 
then decided to get up. She wanted to get familiar with her new home. She 
would like to spend some time with Laura. She was ravenously hungry. She 
hopped out of the bed and spun happily about the room. 

Those were not the reasons she arose. She stood before her minor and admired 
her body. The real reason she was up was excitement. She wanted to feel the 
experience of being a woman. She had lost her virginity. She had gotten 
fucked. She had received a cock into her pussy. She wanted to experience 
every bit of today. This was the most wonderful day of her life. She had 
been fucked, fucked by her own wonderful brother. 

Angie Durham, woman. That sounded good to her. The smell of cum on her body 
smelled good to her. The soft feeling in her cunt felt good to her. Her 
hands stole down to her pussy. She slipped a finger into her cunt and 
massaged her clit lightly. Strange that she wasn't sore. Maybe a little hurt 
was left, but awfully little. Her cunt retained a glow from its exercise of 
the evening. The girl played with her clit until she felt moisture return. 
It wasn't the same. Playing with her twat wasn't the same any more. After 
having a live cock in there, she'd never be satisfied with just playing. 

When Angie recognized the voices coming happily up from the pool, she opened 
a suitcase and rummaged through until she came up with a bikini of her own. 
She quickly put it on and went to join Laura and Mitch at poolside. 

"Well, look who's up and about," Laura called cheerily as her stepdaughter 
came out onto the terrace around the pool. 

"Hi, Sis!" Mitch boomed. He stopped his swimming and came immediately to the 
side. Angie ran to him and offered a hand as he climbed out. 

"I think I'm going to be jealous," Laura pouted. "I've been sitting here for 
thirty minutes and he hasn't even looked this way. You come out and he can't 
wait to get over to you." 

She was only pretending to pout. Angie knew that by the warmth in her eyes. 
She stepped over into Laura's embrace. Her stepmother's body was even more 
breath-taking up close. Angie approved of the feel of Laura's tits against 
her bare skin. She kissed the dark brunette and turned back to her brother. 

They were served breakfast on the terrace. A young woman, dressed in a 
maid's uniform, brought them coffee, juice, toast, and eggs. Angie watched 
the maid eye Mitch as she served them. Laura introduced her to the girl. 
Carmen smiled warmly in greeting. As she left them, Angie watched the 
movements of her ass. The girl was not really pretty, but she had a 
freshness about her. She also had a damn good body on her. She was heavier 
than Angie and Laura, but her tits and as were perhaps even larger. 
Unfortunately her legs were also larger. German stock, Angie idly 
speculated. She wondered, in a less idle way, if her brother had screwed 
Carmen. 

They talked idly for an hour, then Laura asked Mitch to drive her to town 
for the remainder of the morning. Angie declined the invitation to accompany 
them. She did need to get unpacked. Besides, she wanted Mitch all to herself 
this afternoon. She figured if she let Laura have him this morning, then the 
brunette would reciprocate. 

Carmen was in her room as Angie emerged from the shower. The maid was busily 
unpacking for her. Angie stood in the door and watched the girl. Yes, she 
thought, Mitch probably had fucked her. He certainly must have tried. 
Carmen's voluptuous tits were fascinating even to Angie. Her ass looked firm 
and inviting, too, as she bent over to arrange blouses and sweaters in the 
dresser. She wore no slip beneath her uniform. Her blue panties shown 
plainly through the white. 

As the girl sat down on the edge of her bed and began to brush her hair, 
Carmen turned and said, "Here, let me help you with that." 

The maid stepped quickly across the room and sat behind Angie on the bed. 
She took the brush and began to move it in long sensuous strokes through the 
shimmering blonde hair. Angie relaxed under her touch, basking in the 
tingling sensation it gave her. Carmen's tits pressed into the back of her 
arms. The maid's legs touched her ass. The little blonde could smell the 
sweet freshness of the heavier girl. She moved her arms slowly to enjoy the 
fullness of the taunting boobs. 

"You have lovely hair," Carmen told her. "Mine is so straight and heavy. 
Yours is light and fluffy. It is just as delicate as your body." 

"I think you have beautiful hair," Angie replied sincerely. "And I'm sure 
the boys have no complaints about your body." 

"Well I do," Carmen complained. "My tits are too big." 

"How can tits be too big?" Angie asked. "I was so long getting any at all 
that I have nothing but envy for a pair like yours." 

"They cause nothing but trouble," the maid answered. "Every boy that looks 
at me can think of nothing else." 

"That's bad?" Angie asked innocently. 

"I've got more than just two big tits," the older girl complained. "I've got 
legs and thighs. I've got hips and an ass. I've got a pussy that needs 
attention. They take one look at my tits and that's all they want to play 
with." 

"That's all?" Angie asked incredulously. "They never get to... well, I mean 
don't they ever fuck you?" 

The huge tits shook against her arm as the girl laughed. Carmen reached 
around her and hugged the teen-ager against those magnificent knockers. 

"Oh, yes," she laughed. "They get around to that. But in the meantime 
they've loved me up nowhere except on my tits. They grab my breasts and 
never let go. When they slip their cocks in my pussy, it is still dry. I 
have to finger it myself if I want it to be oiled at all." 

Until last night Angie would have been happy to have such a problem. She 
could understand now, however, that a pussy needed to be prepared well 
before a rampaging cock went after it. "I never thought that could be such a 
problem," she admitted to Carmen. "I can see it, though, now that you point 
it out." 

"That's when I'm lucky," the chesty girl continued as she held Angie 
snuggled against the massive jugs. "Half the time or more they want to 
tit-fuck. I don't mind that. In fact I like it. But I don't like it when 
they shoot off in my tits. There I lay, getting my cunt all oiled and ready 
and they shoot it all between my tits. Just when I'm ready for a good fuck, 
they're all petered out. Makes me want to pull their peckers off." 

"That would be terrible!" Angie cried. She turned and hugged the buxom girl 
in complete sympathy. Their tits merged together as they embraced. Angie 
felt her tits tremble in excitement as they were enveloped in the lush jugs 
of the older girl. Their nipples brushed over one another. Even between the 
maid's bra and uniform and Angie's robe they set each other on fire. The 
teen-ager looked into the deep blue eyes of the maid to see if Carmen were 
feeling the excitement as much as she. 

"Miss Durham," Carmen answered her, "feeling you against me like that 
excites me as much as if you were a boy." 

"Forget that Miss Durham stuff," Angie told her. "I'm Angie and you're 
Carmen. Agreed?" 

The maid nodded as her employer's daughter began to tease tit against tit. 
The younger girl backed off enough so that their nipples just touched. She 
swayed her body so that nipples thumped against each other happily. She 
slipped a hand along Carmen's leg and stroked softly along the firm thigh. 
They rocked together like that for a few minutes, savoring the delicious 
experience. They smiled shyly at each other, then became more daring. 

Carmen unbuttoned her uniform and slipped it off her shoulders. Her tits now 
seemed more immense as they poured over the top of the huge bra which 
contained them. Angie looked at them in amazement, then leaned down and 
kissed them softly. She reached behind the other girl and unsnapped the bra. 
Tits came tumbling over her as she removed the sparkling white undergarment. 
Huge, magnificent tits swung over her firm and excited globes. Now the play 
of nipples was beyond description. Ecstatic flames shot through her at the 
touch. She cupped her tits in her hands and flipped them against Carmen's. 
The older girl followed Angie's lead. They sat, like two schoolgirls, 
happily stroking tit with tit while their desire built within them. 

"I might enjoy boys playing with my tits more if they had something like 
yours to stroke them with," Carmen laughed. "This beats a hot old hand any 
day." The monstrous orbs bounced tauntingly as she laughed. The girl 
released them from her hand and arched them out at Angie. 

"I'll bet you thought they would sag," she continued. "See! They don't sag 
at all. They are big, but they are firm, too." 

Angie had wondered how much their weight would pull them downward. She had 
expected them to sag and lose their shape. She marveled at their strength 
and leaned over to kiss them again. This time she remained at the delicious 
jugs. She pressed herself into the larger girl and forced her back onto the 
bed. Angie was on top of her immediately, her lips working on the tits, her 
tongue lapping about the nipples. Carmen sent chills of delight through her 
own boobs as she began to thumb about Angie's nipples. She moved her body 
beneath the younger girl and brought her face beneath the luscious tits of 
the teen-ager without disturbing the access of Angie's mouth to her own. She 
took the girl's tits into her mouth and began to suck slowly and deeply on 
them. Her hands held them and stroked beneath them as she pulled on the 
quivering nipples. Angie was afire with her delight. She attacked the larger 
tits more viciously, more demandingly. Her body was pulsing and throbbing. 
The little blonde was determined to bring the older girl to the same pulsing 
state. 

"Oh, Angie," Carmen whimpered, "you are so good. You taste so good to me. 
And what you're doing to me is something special. I've had my tits worked 
over, but never like this. I'm shaking all over. You've loved my breasts so 
good that my cunny's sweating all over the place." 

The other girl felt the flush of victory. Carmen was throbbing as 
passionately as she. She slipped her body around and brought her legs 
between the large, strong thighs of her friend. She wriggled her cunt 
against the maid's pussy and began to press it sensuously about the lips. 
She kept twisting her cunt inward until she could feel their lips pressed 
together. She pressed farther and harder until she felt her clit responding 
to the button against it. 

"That's it," Carmen panted. "That's on it now. Let the pussies love each 
other for a while. Let my pussy get yours worked up all the way. Then I want 
to eat your sweet little cunt." 

"No sweeter than yours," Angie assured her. "Feel them kissing? They enjoy 
this as much as we do. Oh, Carmen, you're so delicious. I feel my cunt 
sucking on yours, trying to get at your delicious juice." 

Carmen wrapped her legs about Angie. Her ass began to pump her cunt against 
the smaller girl's pussy. Her thighs were throbbing in the ecstatic thrill 
of their play. Angie stroked sensuously along the thighs, taunting them with 
her fingers. She taunted and teased until she heard the gasps of the maid. 
She caressed the thighs until she felt the trembling impatience of Carmen. 

"I'm heating up now," the maid gasped. "Oh, God, am I heating up! My pussy's 
ready to flow. I'm going to come pretty soon. Please hurry and catch me, 
Angie!" 

Angie caught up with her as soon as she heard the big girl warn her. Her 
cunt sparkled as the electric desire rippled through it. She spun on the bed 
and went after the pulsing cunt of Carmen. She felt a mouth clamp over her 
own cunt before her lips had gotten to the sweet pussy before her. Carmen 
want after her twat with a passionate demand. Her tongue lapped about the 
smaller girl's clit. Her jaws sucked passionately on the delicate juices of 
the blonde teen-ager. Her lips matched the cunt-lips and she sucked and blew 
and sucked again. 

Angie was something in her passion. She seemed to float in the air in the 
frantic thrill of finding Carmen's soft cunt. She kissed it firmly. She 
lapped about it. She nibbled at the quivering little clit. She clamped her 
legs tightly about Carmen's head. 

They rocked together. They swayed about the soft bed. They held each other 
tightly with their legs. They sucked noisily at each other's cunts. Their 
hands reached for tit. They filled their hands with tit. They frantically 
caressed their tits as they began to shake madly from the climax which was 
rushing upon them. 

"I'm coming!" Angie cried suddenly. "I'm coming all over! If you want my 
cum, there it is!" 

She plunged her mouth back over the older girl's cunt as she felt Carmen's 
thighs tremble about her. She held tightly to the maid and drew on her as 
their orgasms shook them both. They sucked and shook and twisted as they 
exploded in climax. 

They kissed gently as the racking spasms began to subside. They kissed cunt 
slowly, their nostrils filled with the sharp smell of cum. They eased slowly 
apart and lay exhausted and smiling at each other. 

Chapter Six 

Mitch eased into the bed beside her. Angie reached for his cock as he came 
towards her. It was already firm, erect, waiting for the caresses of her 
adoring hands. She grasped the shaft firmly and began to pump as her 
brother's lips went directly for her mouth. His tongue met hers in delicious 
play. His hands felt over her tits. His fingers played over her nipples. 

Angie stroked the cock with long, loving pumps. She fingered about its 
pulsing head. She slipped a finger down to his balls and tugged at them in 
taunting fashion. Her brother worked her tits into a warm glow. She relaxed 
in his caresses. This would be a prolonged screw. They had decided that 
during the afternoon as they walked about the estate. 

Laura had driven into town for the evening. Brother and sister were alone in 
the big house, and they knew what fun could be made of this situation. Mitch 
dropped his lips to her tits and began to suck. His sister pumped more 
vigorously on his beautiful cock. She looked at the glowing head. She 
watched the flow of skin along the shaft as she pumped. It was gorgeous, 
that cock. Her lips watered just watching it. 

"I want to suck you," she told Mitch. "I want to suck your wonderful cock." 

"We'll make that two ways tonight," he answered as he began to turn in the 
bed, "I'll lick your cunt while you suck my dick." 

"Sixty-nine?" she asked happily. Her pussy was panting at the thought of her 
brother kissing her cunt. 

"You know it," he answered. 

The sparks shimmered through her when his face moved between her thighs. He 
kissed the tender flesh of tight. His hands caressed her ass. His lips came 
at her, seeking the waiting lips of her pussy. 

He covered her pussy with his mouth and began to suck gently. Angie shook 
all over from excitement. Mitch was sucking her cunt. Her beautiful brother 
was kissing her pussy and sucking away at her dint! She squeezed his head 
between her thighs and lay happily under his caresses. 

His cock stood in her face. The knob of the prick brushed against her lips 
as it swayed to the movements of his body. Angie took the pecker in her 
hands and fondled it affectionately. As a quick spasm of pleasure ran 
through her pussy, she took her brother's prick into her mouth. Her tongue 
ran over the delicious head. She fingered about his soft and pliant balls 
while she licked the cock. The warmth of the rod excited her. She held the 
shaft more tightly and began to suck on the knob. 

Mitch ran his tongue about his sister's cunt. Her cunt walls trembled at the 
touch. Her clit began to glow from its treatment. She twisted her ass in 
ecstasy and held his head firmly with her thighs. She had him trapped down 
there. She would hold him against her pussy until he had sucked her into 
oblivion. 

His cock was hunching deeper into her mouth. The knob moved past her tongue 
and began to reach back towards her throat. Angie took the huge head into 
the opening of her throat and played more delightfully with his balls. She 
had him excited now. The cock was thrusting in earnest. The heat was 
increasing as were the spasms that ran about her cunt. The little blonde 
suddenly sucked strongly on the plunging cock. Her brother felt his body 
shake with the wonderful sensation. He sucked equally as powerfully on her 
pussy. 

They increased the intensity of their play. Each tried to outdo the other. 
Angie's cunt walls were alive, throbbing, pulsing with delirious joy. Her 
brother's cock pumped vigorously into her mouth. She sucked and blew on his 
rod, determined to arouse him to his explosion, determined to take his jism 
into her mouth. His mouth had worked her to a frenzy. Her cunt was flowing 
about him, her juices giving his tongue their moisture to lap and suck. 
Angie rocked him between her thighs even as he tightened his about her. Her 
brother's ass was trembling with demand. It pumped his cock away into her 
sucking mouth. Her hands caressed it madly, teasing it and encouraging it to 
further intensity. His hands ran about her ass and thighs. 

Angie began to throb with the approach of her climax. She encouraged her 
brother with her hands and with the play of her tongue about his steaming 
prick. His body trembled and shook with hers. They rocked about the bed, 
seeking to take more of each other's genitals into their mouths. Cunt and 
cock shook in orgasm. Brother and sister rose to a new ferocity of sexual 
assault as they shared a climax. Slowly they relaxed. Slowly they became 
still and content, cuddled in one another's arms. They lay hazily in the 
mist of satisfied need, rebuilding for the next game. 

Angie had not realized how hot she would be tonight. She smiled to herself 
at her horniness. Joe was the reason for that the muscular body of the 
estate handyman had been in her thoughts since she met him earlier in the 
day, and she was determined to get his cock in her cunt. 

As they lay there on the bed, Mitch seemed to sense his sister's new sexual 
arousal even though, he was not aware of the source of it. He reached for 
the glistening body beside him and began to caress her again. Her skin was 
all silk and satin to his touch. He pulled her against him, bringing her ass 
against his newly charged cock. He twisted the prick against the soft pillow 
of her ass while his hands went about her body and filled themselves with 
tit and cunt. Angie wriggled her ass against her brother in sensuous 
movement. He cupped the fullness of her tit and explored the moist chamber 
of her cunt. 

His touch was the spark to ignite the explosive sexuality of Angie. The skin 
of her butt tingled at the touch of her brother's cock. Her tits glowed at 
the caresses of his hand. Her pussy welcomed the glorious touch of his 
fingers about its lips and into its anxious mouth. She arched her back to 
work her ass firmly against the cock and her tit hard into the loving hand. 
Her nipples hardened in excitement. Her pussy glowed in delicious 
expectation. She twisted her ass over the warmth of his rod and opened her 
thighs so his leg could slide between them. 

"You are the most luscious little piece of pussy I ever imagined," Mitch 
whispered into his sister's ear as he caught an earlobe in his mouth and 
tugged at it with his teeth. 

"Have to be," she answered, "With such a sexy stud for a brother I have to 
be good pussy." 

"I never thought pussy could be this good," he groaned as he clawed more 
violently at her tits. "I never knew anything could be this good, Sis." 

"I hoped it would be," Angie told him. "I hoped that it could be." 

Mitch pulled her ass upwards so that his prick could slip between her 
thighs. Angie felt it rubbing against her cunt as he drew her up onto her 
knees and held her rump in his hands. Her pussy was suspended over the 
throbbing head of her brother's cock. He eased her downward until his prick 
came against her cunt. The blonde reached down and took her brother's cock 
to guide it easily into her cunt. He let her weight carry her snatch deeply 
over his rod, and grasped a tit in each hand. 

"I like it this way," she whispered. "I can feel your cock on my clit even 
better when you fuck this way." 

"And I can play with your tits better while I fuck you," her brother 
laughed. "Maybe the Indians knew something when they decided that this was 
the best way to fuck." 

"Fuck me, Big Chief," she laughed. "Fuck away! Don't just stop that 
wonderful thing you are doing to my tits." 

He shaped the beautiful tits to fit his hands, strummed the dainty nipples 
into glowing coals of ecstasy. He pumped his sister's throbbing pussy into 
continuous spasms of delight. His rod felt two feet long as it reached 
deeper and deeper into her cunt. His cock pulsed harder and harder as her 
cunt walls vibrated about it. 

"Fuck me," she encouraged him. "Fuck me, Mitch! Fuck me till I explode in 
happiness!" 

The boy responded to his sister's encouragement. He hunched the steaming 
cock into her with increasing force. He rolled her tits over her chest. He 
pressed her heaving boobs together. He thumbed the taut nipples deliriously. 
This sister of his was one hell of a fuck! His cock rammed ecstatically into 
her pulsing cunt. He'd never fucked this way before. He had never fucked a 
girl who would let him. Shit! The girls he'd screwed before, it was hard 
enough just getting them to let him get his cock in their pussies. Now he 
had a partner who enjoyed sex as much as he did. His sister was as curious 
about the different ways to fuck as any boy. Mitch adored this little piece 
who was responding so passionately to him. He worshiped this little blonde 
sister of his who was panting and gasping in delight at his vigorous 
fucking. 

"Mitch," she breathed huskily, "I'm almost there. Oh, Mitch, I'm about to 
come again! My pussy is dancing in happiness. Feel the way it sucks on your 
sweet cock? Feel it kissing your wonderful prick? Let it fill her again, 
Dearest, fill me with your cum! Empty that hot pecker into my cunt!" Mitch 
shoved his cock deeper up his sister's pussy. He would never be able to get 
enough of this tail. He would never be able to shoot enough of his jizz into 
her sweet cunt. His sister was so wonderful. She was so beautiful. She was 
so hot and exciting. His body shook with the intensity of his passion. His 
cock exploded inside her clinging cunt. His prick merged into the throbs of 
her cunt as his load blew into her quivering hole. 

"I'm with you!" he answered her. "I'm coming right with you! Ride, my sweet 
sister, ride this cock! Oh, Angie, you're so wonderful! You're so 
delicious!" 

They rode the climax together. They shook and pulsed and throbbed together. 
They felt the room whirl about them. They felt the exploding passions within 
them join. They fucked and exploded. They climaxed in a wild, delirious 
orgasm. They fucked to a peak, then gradually slowed their fucking. 

Mitch screwed his sister gently as they basked in the afterglow of their 
ecstasy. His hands caressed her tits gently. His cock slid softly through 
her cunt-hole. Slowly he eased his rod out of her snatch and lay with her in 
semi-oblivion. Their hands stroked about their bodies limply. They lay 
still, completely drained. 

Angie felt the warmth enveloping her body. Her tits glowed from their 
work-out. Her cunt throbbed slowly with a delicious memory. She felt her 
brother's limp cock against her ass. She lay still, relishing the memory of 
their passionate fuck. She would bring that handyman Joe to just such a 
state. She would bring any man she wanted to just such a state. She'll be 
the best fuck in the state. She had her brother to practice with, didn't 
she? She had Mitch to teach her. She had Mitch to experiment with. She'd 
take advantage of this summer at home. She'd be good. She'd be damn good. 

The teen-ager closed her eyes. She intended to nap but could not. The image 
of the handyman kept coming into her mind. She kept seeing the play of 
muscles rippling across his bronzed shoulders. She kept seeing the taunting 
eyes which devoured her body as they looked at her. She was determined to 
get him to fuck her. 

"You still with me?" 

She turned her head in answer to her brother's question. She looked into his 
eyes, wrinkled her nose, then leaned over and kissed him. 

"With you all the way," she giggled. "You seemed lost in your own thoughts," 
Mitch complained. 

"Just doing a little thinking," Angie told him. "Just wondering about what 
other ways there are to fuck." She hadn't been, of course, but it was a good 
answer. 

"I'm till for that," her brother replied. "Any suggestions?" 

"Well..." she hesitated, her mind rushing ahead to come up with some idea, 
"we might try it standing up." 

Her brother looked at her. His eyes roved over her legs, then over his own. 

"Don't think so," he answered. "You aren't tall enough. I'd have to hold you 
up. We might try it sitting down, though. You know, I could sit on the edge 
of the bed and hold you in my lap. That might work." 

"Let's try it!" Angie cried as she began to tug at her brother's legs to get 
him seated on the edge of the bed. She pulled his legs over the edge and 
crawled onto him. She slipped her legs about his waist as she faced him and 
sat across his thighs. 

"Hey!" Mitch laughed. "That gets your tits almost to mouth level. This could 
be fun." 

"You do like my tits, don't you?" Angie mused. "But I bet you like Carmen's 
more." 

"What the hell does Carmen have to do with it?" Mitch asked angrily. 

"Oh, come on, Mitch," his sister teased. "Don't tell me you haven't played 
with Carmen's big boobies." 

"That's none of your damn business," Mitch told her sternly. "Do you want to 
fuck again or not!" 

"Of course I want to fuck," she assured him. "Only don't be so touchy. I 
think Carmen has fantastic tits, but if you don't want to talk about it, 
then we won't." 

"Right now I'd rather talk about yours," Mitch told his sister as he cupped 
her jugs and began to kiss about the nipples. 

"That's the kind of conversation I like," Angie murmured as his mouth became 
totally absorbed with her delicious little tits. She reached down and drew 
his cock up into her hands. She rocked about on his legs, toying with the 
rising prick while he drew her tits to trembling insanity with the play of 
his tongue on them and the play of his fingers beneath them. She pumped the 
skin on the cock and caressed the glowing knob lovingly. One hand searched 
and discovered his balls. Angie arched her tits against her brother's 
devouring lips and twisted them about to obtain maximum effect of his 
caresses. She squeezed his cock and fingered his balls sensuously to 
heighten his enjoyment of their foreplay. 

"Think you can get up on him?" Mitch asked as his cock began to tremble from 
the excitement of her play. 

In response, Angie lifted herself and let her brother place the knob of his 
prick against her pussy. She let herself come down and forward until she had 
taken the gleaming fuck into her cunt. She tightened her legs about Mitch's 
waist and rode on his excited cock. Her brother returned to her tits and 
sucked on them in heightening desire as they bounced and twisted on the edge 
of the bed with growing enjoyment. 

Angie held his head against her tits and ran her hands through his hair as 
their demand grew. They rose from passion to passion, lips sucking 
powerfully on dainty nipples and cock twisting and trembling furiously in 
sucking cunt. The position did not allow the amount of movement Angie 
preferred in a fuck. She could not flail about the bed in such delirious 
fashion. The novelty, though, kept her passion rising until she was shaking 
on the verge of her orgasm. 

"Can you shoot it in my cunt this way?" she asked her brother in a panting 
voice. 

"You just get your little cunt ready to catch it," Mitch laughed. He 
practically tossed her into the air with the force of his rearing cock. 
Angie rode the rampaging tool as he pumped upward into her hole. She pressed 
her tits deliriously over her brother's face while he thrust again and 
again. 

"That's my lover," she encouraged him. "Shoot in me anytime you're ready! 
All I need to explode is the feel of your jizz gushing in my cunt!" 

She felt the warm fuck-juice almost immediately. Her cunt reacted in violent 
explosion to his cum. Angie held tightly to him and twisted her throbbing 
cunt on her brother's cock until she had joined him in their climax. She 
held limply to him as her body gave way from the continuous fucking of the 
past few hours. She let Mitch softly lay her across the bed, basking in the 
soft glow as he slowly kissed her tits and thighs. She welcomed the 
enveloping fatigue as her brother cuddled her against himself and slept 
beside her. 

Chapter Seven 

Angie watched the lovely brunette trip down the steps and climb into her 
car. She stood at the door and waved at Laura as her stepmother wheeled the 
car around the drive, scattering gravel as she went. Laura would be gone for 
the afternoon. Mitch had driven over to town earlier in the day. Angie fell 
the excitement of knowing she was alone on the estate with Joe. Of course 
Carmen was here, but Carmen was busy. The maid would not get in the way. 

The teen-ager ran happily up the steps to her room. She whipped open her 
closet and stood in deep contemplation. What outfit would provide the best 
enticement to the well-built handyman? Finally, she pulled a pair of 
low-slung shorts out. They were little more than bikinis. They should 
display her ass and thighs sufficiently. She kept on her ice-green panties 
beneath them, then slipped out of her blouse and tied her tits in a brief 
silk halter. She studied the impact and approved. The halter accented the 
shape and size of her tits without really covering anything. The nipples 
were clearly visible. The effect would do, she decided. Now to find the 
handyman. 

She stepped to the window and looked down beyond the pool. He was not about 
the patio, nor could she see him working in the garden. Beyond the trees she 
could see the old guest house where he had a small apartment. The building 
had been converted to a garage with the upper portion made into living 
quarters. Angie had learned that Joe was an artist who had taken the job on 
the estate because it gave him plenty of free time for his painting. If he 
was not visible about the grounds, then he must be busy in his little 
studio. 

Angie fluffed her hair as she came to the door to the carriage house. She 
straightened herself and arched her back as she knocked. She waited, then 
tapped again more loudly. 

"I said come in!" a voice shouted from inside. 

"Well I didn't hear you," she answered as she opened the door and stuck her 
head coyly into the house. She saw only a flight of steps. Damn, the girl 
thought as she closed the door. All her posing outside was a waste of time. 

"I'm up here," Joe's voice came from the head of the steps. "I'm sorry, but 
I'm at a point where I can't take a break." 

She slipped up the steps and stepped into a large room which was filled with 
easels, paints, canvases, and completed paintings. Joe's back was to her as 
he concentrated on the large nude which sat on an easel before him, Angie 
gasped in sudden shock. Laura smiled brilliantly from the canvas. Laura's 
tits jutted out from the painting. Laura's hairs glowed about her pussy as 
Joe's brush worked quietly around it. The blonde girl stood in awe of the 
ability of Joe. She was even more awed by the nude beauty of her stepmother. 
She had never seen such beautiful tits in her life. They were about the same 
size as her own. This she already knew. What she discovered from the canvas, 
though, was the luscious shape of Laura's nipples. They weren't small and 
tight like hers. They were large and soft and inviting. They were the 
prettiest nipples she had ever seen. 

Angie waited in silence for Joe to finish the delicate strokes of his brush 
which gave fire to the individual hairs about Laura's cunt. Her eyes glanced 
over the room and took note of the other paintings. Mostly they were 
abstracts. When the handyman did paint more realistically, he seemed always 
to do it with a nude. There were half a dozen other naked women scattered 
about in various poses. Angie felt a spark of jealousy when she looked at 
the fabulous tits of the maid. How many times had Carmen posed for him? How 
did they relax after each sitting? 

"What the hell are you doing here?" 

Joe had finished his detail work. He turned and glared at the young blonde. 
His mouth tightened in a disgusted line. He looked at her sternly. Angie 
smiled as though he had given her a warm greeting. 

"Everybody left me," she answered, "and I got lonely." 

"So you decided to come over and distract me, did you?" Joe grumbled at her. 

"Don't let me disturb you," she pleaded. "I'll just sit here and watch you. 
I promise to be as quiet as a kitten." 

She puckered her lips and twisted her body to display her tits. She held her 
thighs tightly together and tiptoed over to a chair. Then she smiled shyly. 

"See," she remarked, "I can be as quiet as a mouse. You'll never know that 
I'm here." 

"I'll bet," he snorted. "I doubt that you could sit still for thirty seconds 
if your life depended on it." 

He stared at her with anger in his eyes. He stared deeply into her, then let 
his eyes drop to roam over her body. Angie could feel her body warm under 
his slow, careful scrutiny. When he looked back and met her eyes, his 
expression had softened. He smiled suddenly at her. A twinkle had come into 
his face. 

"You want to pose for me?" he asked her. 

The girl stared at him, not comprehending for a moment. She glanced about at 
the tits and cunts and asses which glistened from the canvases about her. 
She looked back at the artist, eyes wide in excitement at the possibility. 

"You mean like these?" she asked, indicating the nude paintings about them. 

"Strip!" he ordered her and reached for a sketch pad. 

Angie stood and waited for him to give her further direction. She waited in 
vain. He sat studying her as though she were merely part of the landscape he 
was about to paint. The girl suddenly felt very ill at ease. She was not 
going to be so exciting to him as she had planned. Her tits could not match 
those of Carmen. Her tits did not have such beautiful nipples as those of 
Laura. Damn! 

"Well?" he asked her. "You suddenly turning chicken on me? You been prancing 
those tits and that ass of yours all over the estate and now you're suddenly 
modest?" 

Angie glared back at him. Damn him and his taunts! The little blonde whipped 
off her halter and thrust her tits towards him. He looked at them and nodded 
his approval. Then he waited for the remainder of her body to be revealed. 
She slid the tight shorts off her ass and down her thighs. Joe's charcoal 
pencil was moving rapidly about his pad. He tore a sheet of paper from the 
pad and tossed it onto a table and began to sketch quickly on the next 
sheet. 

"Come on," Joe urged. "Give me a look at your pussy." 

Angie opened her mouth to answer. Instead she shrugged her shoulders and 
slipped the scant wisps of nylon down her hips and thighs. She stepped free 
of shorts and panties and held her arms out from her body in an indication 
that she was all his. Joe continued to sketch rapidly, tearing out pages and 
beginning fresh sheets. His eyes concentrated on her body, bringing stinging 
sensations to the girl as they roved about her young curves. 

"You going to throw those sketches away?" she asked about the growing stack 
of paper on his table. 

"Hell no!" he laughed. "I'm just getting a large number of working sketches 
of you. Now I want to do some work in pastels to catch the skin tones." 

He got up and came to her. Electric sparks shot through her body as he 
touched her. He took her by the shoulders and turned her about, carefully 
observing every line of her lithe form. Then he took her to a large throw 
rug beneath a window. He placed her on the rug and stood back to study the 
play of light on her skin. He came back to her and posed her body. Angie 
felt the renewed thrills of his touch as he turned her body, his hands on 
her tits. He suddenly softened from his professional manner and smiled 
warmly at her. 

"Feel more relaxed?" he asked. "It's always a little frightening to pose 
nude. You wonder if your body looks as good as the others." 

His glance included the other nude paintings about the room. Joe patted her 
rump affectionately, then cuddled an excited tit. 

"Don't worry," he assured her. "You've got a hell of a body. I knew that the 
minute I saw you out in the garden." 

The teen-ager smiled up at him and nestled her tit into his hand. Her heart 
beat increased at the way he clipped her boob. She moistened her lips which 
were suddenly dry and parched. She swallowed quickly to cool an arid throat. 

"I was afraid you didn't like it," she gulped. "Because I didn't stand there 
and pant over you?" he laughed. "Sure you've got a good body, a great body. 
It's worth putting on canvas. Whether it's worth panting over is something 
else. I look at full tits and round asses all day. They don't excite me that 
much. I'm much more interested in whether a girl knows what to do with 
them." 

"I know what I want to do with them," Angie whispered in a broken voice. "I 
want to roll my tits all over your face. I want to feel your lips and hands 
and tongue on them. I know what I want to do with my pussy. I want to rub it 
all over your cock. I want to slip it over your cock and suck the hell out 
of a steaming prick." 

She watched his expression. She had spoken more honestly than she ever had 
before. She had told him clearly why she came over to the carriage house. 
She hoped he would understand she came to be fucked. She did not come just 
to tease him. She reached for a hand and pressed it into her crotch. Let him 
feel the way her cunt was panting for him. She pushed her tit against the 
caressing hand. Let him feel the way it throbbed. She was no prick-tease! If 
that was what worried him, then let him forget his cares and get that big 
cock out of his pants. 

"I almost believe you," Joe laughed, "I almost believe that you do want to 
fuck." 

"I've wanted to fuck since yesterday when I met you," she said in her hoarse 
voice. "I've ached ever since I saw the way your cock swelled against your 
pants. I want it in me, Joe. I'm not over here to tease you. I'm not trying 
to flaunt my body around you for nothing. Fuck me! Screw me! I wouldn't have 
come looking for you if I didn't want you to." 

The artist looked back into her eyes and read her passion. Slowly he 
accepted her honesty. Gradually he began to smile at her in admiration. His 
hand tightened about her tit. He pressed it against her chest and began to 
revolve it in delicious circles. His other hand caressed the mound of her 
pussy. He eased a finger into her excited gash. Angie lay back into the 
plush nap of the rug and twisted her body sensuously under the play of his 
hands. Her cunt received his finger. Her clit trembled at his touch. Her 
nipple burned from his thumbing. 

She reached towards Joe. She reached for the swollen cock in his pants. She 
caressed the prick through his pants, tracing its shape beneath the taut 
material. She reached for the balls as the cloth stretched against them. 

"Show it to me," she pled. "I want to see your cock." 

"Can't you do that for yourself?" he asked as his lips made for her 
trembling, heaving boobs. He got his lips on the ecstatic tits. The sparks 
showered through the girl's jugs at the touch of his lips. He lapped at the 
nipples. He sucked on the tits. He caressed them above and beneath and 
between. He sucked and nibbled at the pounding tits, turning the blonde into 
a heaving, twisting bundle of ecstatic passion. 

Angie ripped open his pants and pulled the cock free of its containment. She 
exploded at the feel of the mammoth prick. It was huge! She grasped it with 
both hands and began to pump at it. She played with his balls. She teased 
his balls. She taunted the pecker. She stripped back the skin along the 
shaft in strong, demanding strokes. 

"You're quite a little hunk of pussy, aren't you?" Joe chuckled. "You go 
after that cock like you mean business." 

He increased the intensity with which he sucked on her tits, with which he 
fingered her cunt. His hand and mouth assaulted her jugs with frantic 
abandon. His hand clutched about her cunt. He reached other fingers into the 
pussy and spread its lips. He shook the pulsing twat firmly and 
passionately. He plunged his finger deeply into its passage and fucked the 
cunt rapidly. He mashed the clit roughly until Angie was twisting in 
agonized desire. 

She squeezed his pecker with a vigor to match his own. She squeezed and 
pumped. She ripped the skin back along the shaft. She twisted at the glowing 
knob. She pulled at his heaving balls. She reached beneath his balls and 
fingered into the crack of his ass. She plunged her finger into his butthole 
and pumped viciously. 

"Damn if you don't know how to work a man up!" Joe cried in delight. "You 
have my cock so pumped up I could fill this room with cum." 

"Me!" Angie shouted beneath his throbbing, pulsing body. "Fill me with your 
cum! Get your cock in my pussy and fill me with that big pecker! Fuck me, 
Joe! Ball my ass off! Fuck me, Joe! Fuck me!" 

"Remember, you asked for this," he warned her as he rolled on top of her 
twisting body. "Remember you begged for this cock." 

He brought the immense prick to the lips of her pussy. Angie kept her hands 
on the steaming rod and guided it to her cunt-mouth. She lifted her ass and 
arched herself to receive the monstrous cock. 

She spread her thighs to provide maximum entrance into her horny box. 

The little blonde screamed as Joe rammed his cock into her. Hot, tearing 
sensations ripping her cunt as the angry prick tore into her. She screamed 
in pain, then screamed in delight. Her pussy was full of cock. She felt a 
huge, rock-hard battering ram of a prick in her. Her cunt walls stretched 
from its size. Her cunt walls quivered in passion from its presence. She 
clenched her teeth in the mixture of searing pain and soaring pleasure. 

The artist did not pause in his assault on her young body. He attacked her 
tits more eagerly with hands and mouth. His cock plunged and thrust, 
delighting in the tight cunt about it. Her narrow hole pulled the skin back 
with each delicious thrust. Her cunt pulsed over and about the excited 
prick. The great knob leaped within her twat, stretching to reach the 
deepest parts of her screaming pussy. 

"Damn, you are good," he muttered hoarsely as he balled her intensely. "Damn 
if you don't have as sweet-feeling a pussy as I ever rammed my cock into." 

Angie began to weave her body beneath him as she adjusted to the presence of 
his cock. Her cunt became more accustomed to his dick and more excited by 
it. She closed her thighs over his legs as he plunged away. Her ass hunched 
her cunt vibrantly over the powerful cock. The little blonde clung to him, 
pulsing with him, throbbing to his tempo, writhing in the delicious feel of 
cock, burning under the maddening caresses of his hands. 

His mouth came over hers. His lips devoured the softness of her own, then 
parted them and sucked on the tongue she slipped against his. She felt the 
force of his suction drawing her breath from her. His tongue met hers, loved 
about its tip, then came into her mouth. He was possessing her! Her body 
exploded in the sensations of his conquest. He was filling her! His tongue 
filled her mouth. His cock filled her pussy. He possessed her. He claimed 
her. He crushed her against his chest, claiming her tits in lust maddened 
hands. 

Her cunt exploded in constant sparks of pulsing fire. Her cunt flooded with 
gushing liquid. Her body throbbed madly as she was swept in the flood of 
liquid passion. She could not distinguish between one single, continuing 
orgasm or a growing series of climaxes. She only felt the flame. The only 
reality was the possession of her body by the artist. His cock made its 
conquest of her cunt total. She felt Joe begin to shoot his load inside her 
cunt. She felt the great cock tremble as it unleashed its jizz through her 
panting cunt. Her cunt sucked on the hot liquid which was pouting out of the 
pecker. She clung even more tightly to his thrashing body and rode with him 
through their orgasms. 

"You give one hell of a fuck," he repeated as he lay quietly beside her. 
"Where did you learn to screw like that?" 

"It came natural," Angie sighed, caressing his limp tool. "All I did was 
discover that I like cock." 

She leaned over and kissed the prick which, even in its exhaustion, lay huge 
and exciting in her hands. 

"And this big cock," she smiled, tasting the cum on it. "I think I'm going 
to like a lot -- an awful lot." 

Chapter Eight 

Angie watched her brother's ass shoving as it plowed his cock into the 
female form beneath him on the bed. She watched his hands grasping 
frantically at Carmen's lush tits. She watched the maid pump her own body up 
against Mitch's thrusts. She listened to the soft sound of the contacting 
bodies. She listened to the sound of his cock slapping through the moisture 
in the chesty maid's cunt. 

They had not heard her enter. If they were aware of her presence in the 
room, they certainly had given no indication. Angie had slipped down the 
hall to Mitch's room when he did not put in his nightly appearance at her 
door. The little blonde had sought her brother to get her nightly fuck. The 
scene startled her when she opened the door and walked in just as her 
brother mounted the full-bodied maid and pressed his cock against the lips 
of her pussy. 

The teen-ager turned to slip out as quickly as she had entered. She touched 
the knob of the door, then paused. Why did she have to leave? They weren't 
disturbed by her watching, even if they didn't seem to know of her presence. 
Besides, the thought of watching another couple fucking excited her. Angie 
tiptoed to a chair and sat down to watch the scene. If Mitch objected, she 
would make it up to him. Hell, she'd let her brother watch her fuck the 
handyman. 

"God, that feels good," Carmen breathed amid heaving groans of ecstasy. 

"Can't feel any better than my cock feels going into your pussy," Mitch 
answered. "Can't feel any better than your tits feel to my hands." 

He emphasized the last remark by pulling the massive knockers out from her 
chest and rolling his fingers around them in passionate delight. His thumbs 
worked over the nipples. He twisted his face down to them and kissed long 
and hard on the firm globes of tit. He cupped them with his hand and pressed 
the fantastic jugs upward against his mouth. Angie could hear him suck 
loudly on the firm flesh. She heard the girl groan in increased ecstasy. She 
watched their asses pound towards each other, shoving prick into cunt and 
pussy over cock. 

Angie reached down inside her light robe and rubbed her hands along her own 
pussy. Moisture was flowing due to her excitement at watching the fuckers on 
the bed. Her fingers ran between the lips of her cunt and down into the 
throbbing hole. She stroked along her clit and tightened her thighs over her 
hand. This was fun! This was terribly exciting. She wanted to watch other 
fucks. She wanted someone to watch her the next time she was balled. 

Mitch removed his mouth from Carmen's tits. He straightened up and brought 
his mouth down over the blonde maid's lips. Her mouth disappeared as the boy 
covered it. He appeared to be eating the girl. His face pressed down over 
hers. His cheeks showed the suction with which he drew upon her mouth. The 
girl twisted sensuously beneath him as both the intensity of the kiss and 
the fuck increased. 

Carmen twisted her body beneath Mitch. She pressed her tits upward against 
his chest. She wrapped her legs about his pounding body. Her ass hunched her 
cunt around his dick in increasingly rapid pumps. Angie sensed the rising 
passion. The watching teen-ager felt the desire as it reached fever pitch. 
Angie pumped her finger rapidly into her cunt as the two on the bed began 
shaking and thrashing in their climaxes. The little blonde squeezed her tits 
with one hand and rapidly fingered her clit with the other. She let out a 
gasp of passion as the couple on the bed brought their fuck to its soaring 
climax. 

Angie recognized the moment of orgasm. She saw the frantic twisting of the 
two bodies. She watched them roll and tear and grasp and cling as they 
exploded. 

"Fuck me!" Carmen pleaded in a gasping voice. "Oh, please fuck me!" 

Mitch gave no answer except to plunge his cock into her cunt more 
frantically. His hands grabbed her tits more roughly than ever as he tugged 
at the soft flesh and mauled it against her chest. Angie heard him grunt 
softly as he tare at the pulsing body beneath him. He drove her down into 
the sheets, then shook in one last passionate spasm. 

"Oh, that was good," Carmen moaned gently. "That was the best ever." 

Mitch slowed his attack on her body and lifted his head to smile down at the 
lovely maid whose hands ran about his shoulders and neck and ears. He kissed 
her once more, gently, then relaxed upon her. 

"Enjoy that, Angie?" he asked, to the surprise of his blonde sister. 

"Oh... God, yes!" she stammered in reply. 

"So don't just sit over there," Mitch invited her. "Join the party." 

The teen-ager hesitated, then slipped out of her robe and walked to the side 
of the bed. The scent of their cum was all about them. She looked down at 
the bodies glistening together as the moonlight was caught by the moisture 
covering their bodies. She looked at her brother's lean, muscular back and 
the soft lush body of the maid. She snuggled up against her brother and 
began to caress his hips. 

"Not me," Mitch told her. "At least not yet. Let me recharge while you girls 
play for me." 

He let his sister crawl over him and gave room for her to fall in beside 
Carmen's still panting body. Angie looked at the maid's smile. She looked at 
Carmen's passionate expression. She reached her hands over and began to 
cuddle the magnetic tits which melted into her palms. 

"You two love each other," Mitch repeated. "I think that'll get me ready 
soon enough. I've never watched two girls do it. Shit! My cock's getting 
hard again just thinking about it." 

Angie caressed the monstrous globes before her. She rolled the tits about in 
her hands, then began to kiss and suck them. Carmen reached her hand for the 
soft hairs about the blonde's cunt. Her finger lay against the clit and 
slowly moved across it. Her other hand fingered through Angie's hair and 
pressed the younger girl's face against her heaving tits. Angie slid one leg 
along the older girl's thigh. She slipped her body closer until their tits 
were touching. 

"That's exciting," Mitch commented as he raised on one elbow to watch. "Love 
those tits against each other. Damn! It gets me all excited just watching 
the way you flip nipples across each other." 

The two blondes were doing just that. They laughed into each other's eyes as 
they pressed tit into tit and stroked nipple with nipple. They made a pact 
without words. Their eyes met in agreement. They would pet and caress each 
other until Mitch was panting and pleading for them to let him in on the 
play. 

Angie reached down to let her fingers match those of Carmen in pussy play. 
She reached into the soft, wet cunt of the heavier girl and caressed labes 
and clit. She pumped slowly and sensuously inside the satin lips of Carmen's 
pussy. She teased her hands about the lips and spread them apart and about. 
She added fingers and revolved the cunt in slow circles. 

Carmen brought her mouth against Angie's. Tongues flicked against each other 
as they drew upon the other's breath. Angie let her lips merge into the same 
shape as Carmen's, then twisted them deliriously about over the maid's 
mouth. She pressed tongue more firmly against the other and forced her way 
into the mouth which sucked against her own. Her tongue ran wildly about the 
chasm, lapping the soft moisture of the older girl. 

Her hand tugged about the cunt more demandingly. Her fingers ran deeply into 
the hole and felt Carmen's twat contract about them. 

"I want to suck you," Carmen whispered, breaking away from the kiss. "I want 
to get my tongue in your sweet little twat and lick it up." 

The suggestion suited Angie perfectly. She was anxious to suck the maid's 
cunt as well. The little blonde slipped around on the bed and wrapped her 
thighs over Carmen's head. She felt the other girl's mouth cover her pussy. 
She felt the affectionate kisses the buxom girl poured upon her trembling 
cunt. Carmen kissed her snatch slowly. Carmen sucked deeply on her gushing 
hole. Carmen shot her tongue into Angie's cunt and lapped at her humming 
clit. The small blonde tightened her thighs about Carmen's head and rocked 
with her in the delicious thrills shooting through her pussy. 

The moisture from Mitch's fuck covered her cheeks as Angie pressed her face 
into Carmen's snatch. She could smell the scent of her, brother mixed with 
the girl's cum as she kissed the cunt-lips reddened from the play of her 
fingers. She tongued about the labes, then found the hole and slipped her 
tongue lovingly inside. She held tightly onto Carmen's ass as she licked her 
twat. She nestled into the cozy pillow of the older girl's thighs. She 
sucked deeper on the throbbing cunt, twisting her mouth over it, thrusting 
her tongue more ecstatically about it. 

Angie felt her brother slip up against her. His hand came between the two 
girls and groped among their four tits. He ran his other hand in and 
fingered their nipples. While the girls built up the intensity of their 
passion, Mitch delighted himself with the soft flesh of their tits. He 
groped and squeezed, and thumbed and mashed the delightful mounds of flesh. 

"Oh God," he moaned, "I never felt so much tit in my life. Go at it as hard 
as you can. The more excited you two get, the more fun I have with these 
tits." 

Angie rolled and thrust her tits at the play of his hand. She'd give him a 
handful. She'd give him an active, rolling, hard tit. Carmen thrust her 
enormous jugs just as passionately against him. The girls twisted and rolled 
about. Their heads were buried between thighs. Their hands were idly 
caressing mounds of ass. Their thighs were hugging two struggling blonde 
heads. Their tits were being devoured by the maddened hands of the boy. 

Angie shook as her lust built up to breaking point. Her entire body 
trembled. She was afire in her cunt and in her tits. She sucked more 
vigorously on Carmen's cunt until the larger girl began to pulse about her. 
They rolled each other about the bed. They rocked each other in the cradle 
of their pussies. They twisted and pulsed and throbbed to the volcanoes 
inside them. 

"Ride it, you two lovelies!" Mitch encouraged them. "Ride each other. Come 
on! Eat those cunts! That's the way!" 

His arms enveloped the two girls. He held them tightly as they exploded in 
their final spasms of delight. He caressed them as they sucked each other to 
climax. He caressed them as they relaxed suddenly on his arms. He pulled 
their bodies apart and shoved his head between them to kiss both pairs of 
glowing, panting, heaving tits. 

Angie stroked his hair as she lay quietly against him. She stroked through 
his hair with one hand, Carmen's with the other. She moved her hands and 
caressed Mitch about his chest while she softly cupped Carmen's tits. Mitch 
sat up between them and let his hands roam over the satin skin on either 
side of him. His sister watched his pecker as it waved to his movements. The 
cock stood rigid above the bed. Its great knob glowed from the previous 
exercise and from its renewed lust. The little blonde smiled. Mitch was 
ready for more action. This time little sister had no intention of sitting 
off to the side watching. Angie was going to have the fuck she had come to 
his room seeking tonight. 

She turned onto her back and opened her arms to him. Mitch lay across her so 
that his chest was able to roll her tits about in delicious circular 
motions. She reached for his cock and held it tenderly, gliding the skin 
back along the already lubricated shaft. Mitch pulled her tits forward with 
his hands and held her nipples against the hard knobs on his chest. Her 
breasts thrilled to his touch. Her nipples felt the soft stroke of his 
hairs, then the electrifying touch of his nipples on hers. He pulled them 
forward more passionately, pressing them together to make a deep cleavage. 
Mitch looked down at the crevice between the swollen mounds of flesh. He 
moistened his lips and plunged his face into the pulsating tits. He kissed 
in her cleavage. He kissed about the swollen jugs. He kissed the trembling 
nipples. He drew deeply on her and worked her nipples with his taunting 
tongue. 

"You aren't expecting to leave me out of this, I hope," Carmen complained 
from beside them. "You can invite another girl along on a fuck only if you 
make it three-way. I'm not about to just sit here and watch." 

"Let me have your pussy," Angie answered. "Let me suck your cunt while Mitch 
fucks me." 

The maid sat over Angie's face, bringing her pussy over the girl's mouth. 
The little blonde kissed the approaching cunt-lips, tasting the juices still 
there. She licked out at the clit as the soft, velvety pussy came against 
her lips. She sucked against the throbbing opening, then blew passionately 
into Carmen's depths. The older blonde jumped in excitement and clamped her 
legs about the smaller girl's face. She squirmed her cunt down over the 
mouth more completely and revolved her pussy-lips on the girl's sucking, 
kissing mouth. 

Mitch had moved his mouth down to Angie's pussy. He pushed his face between 
her thighs and clamped his mouth over her burning cunt. His tongue bathed 
itself in hot cunt-juice, then flicked maddeningly about Angie's clit. His 
sister tightened her legs about his head and rocked him to the tempo of 
Carmen's movements on her face. Mitch embraced her thighs and got his hands 
moving over her ass, lifting her to new panting exhilaration. He caressed 
her shaking ass with both hands, then stretched the ass-cheeks apart and let 
his finger glide about her bum. Angie twisted deliriously over the teasing 
finger as her brother outlined tiny circles around her anxious asshole. He 
tickled her ass. He taunted her ass. He toyed with her butt until she was 
ready to shriek into the twisting cunt over her mouth. 

Joy leaped through her as his finger finally began to enter her shitter. His 
tongue increased its play in her pussy while his finger slowly pressed 
through the opening of her butt and pumped along the passage. The blonde 
humped her cunt against his mouth, twisting madly beneath the taunting, 
thrilling play of Mitch and Carmen. Her body shook with passion. She crushed 
his face between her thighs. She felt, as though she were floating above the 
bed from the terrible, teasing acts of his bung-tickling finger. 

Mitch felt his sister's body take on the deep throbs which preceded her 
orgasm. He felt the new tautness in her skin. He felt the final swelling of 
her tits, the hardness of her nipples. Her asshole contracted passionately 
on his finger. Her pussy pulsed beneath his mouth. He climbed upward in the 
bed and brought his swollen pecker to the gate of her cunt. He rotated the 
knob about at her cunt-mouth. He ran his cock between the sweating labes. He 
shoved the head over her clit until his sister was bouncing insanely beneath 
him. Then he shoved his prick into her cunt. He rammed his cock all the way 
into the delicious box of his sister. He thrust his rod in and began to fuck 
his sister's exquisite body. 

Angie reached up and grabbed the bobbing tits of the girl whose cunt was 
jammed against her mouth. She swirled the huge jugs in great circles, then 
crushed them against each other as she began to pound throughout her body. 
Carmen was panting from her own passion. The maid's tits were swollen, 
nipples erect and tight. Her cunt seemed to sing above Angie's mouth. The 
young girl felt the contractions begin. She felt the juices flow down the 
cunt. She tasted the sharpness of Carmen's cunt. She sucked more deeply on 
the girl's gash and twisted her mouth upwards against the pulsing cunt. 

Her own cunt was afire from the rampaging cock which fucked it. She 
contracted her hole on the warm prick in ecstatic spasms. She humped her 
cunt violently on the rigid shaft in an effort to suck in more of it. Her 
legs went up and around Mitch. She tightened them about him and rolled her 
ass about in delirious joy. Her climax approached, then came in a smashing 
series of spasms. She saw dazzling light. She felt exploding fire. She 
seethed in the energy released within her. She exploded in the thrill of his 
fuck. 

Mitch knew his sister was coming. His cock was caught in the squeezing power 
of her cunt. His body was being shaken by the throbs of her legs. He felt 
the sucking of her cunt. He heard the sound of his cock thrusting through 
the flow of her cum. He rode with her. He rode the bucking ass of his sister 
until his own charge came roaring out. He blasted his cum into her. His cock 
tore maddeningly through her cunt, spewing its hot fuck-juice through her. 
He fucked his sister powerfully. He fucked her roughly. He fucked her until 
her body gave way and lay limply beneath his still ripping cock. Finally he 
felt the exhaustion of his prick. Warm serenity overcame him. He dropped 
beside her and reached his hand up to caress a tit. He was not sure if it 
were Angie's or Carmen's, but it did not matter. Tonight they were all one. 
They were partners in the fuck. 

Angie dozed off into a light sleep. Her body was numb from its exertions. 
Her cunt was numb from the work of her brother's cock. She slept, basking in 
the warm glow of their screw, holding his cum in her pussy. She reached out 
and caught his cock. She dropped into sleep with her fingers instinctively 
caressing his prick, gently rolling the skin along the now softened shaft. 

Chapter Nine 

"I'd sure like to stick my cock in that." 

Angie sat up quickly at her brother's remark. She looked over at him where 
he sat beside her at the bench. Mitch was watching a boy and girl who had 
just passed them. The brilliant red bikini emphasized the round little ass 
of the girl. Her lustrous black hair fell down over her shoulders. 

Long, tanned legs carried her swinging rump along beside the tall, bronzed 
boy beside her. His hair had the same glowing sheen. The little blonde 
watched him, watched the muscles of his legs ripple as he walked. 

"Mmmm," she teased back, "I'll go along on that. You screw her while I fuck 
the gorgeous cock she's with." 

"How do you know his cock is gorgeous?" Mitch wanted to know. 

"Just a feeling I get," Angie answered, then lay back down in the sand. 

"Hey!" her brother called, tugging at her arm. "If you're game, let's go 
meet them." 

"Mitch, where are you going to fuck her?" Angie asked, indicating the beach 
and the bathers scattered along the sparkling sand. "You think you can just 
spread her legs right out here and ball away?" 

"I'll take her back over the dunes," her brother insisted. "Hell, there's 
plenty of places you can go to screw out here." 

Her brother was right, Angie reflected. It wasn't like this was that public 
a beach. With few resorts and no nearby cities, this stretch of beach never 
had more than a dozen people scattered along each mile of it. A few cottages 
had been built behind the dunes, but it would be easy to find a secluded 
spot. The blonde felt excited at the possibility. She had never fucked out 
in the open. She watched the couple as they walked to the water and stood, 
letting the waves crash about their feet. Yes, she was sure the boy would 
have a nice piece of meat. 

"You think we could pull them apart?" she asked, her eyes brightening at the 
possibility. "After all, they'd probably rather screw each other. They could 
even be married, you know." 

"You are stupid," Mitch laughed at her. "It would be easier if they were 
married. I'll lay you odds they're brother and sister. Look at their hair. 
Has to be from the same family to look so much alike." 

Angie looked at the two and felt her brother might be right. Hell, it 
wouldn't hurt to try. She hopped up and grasped her brother's hand to pull 
him to his feet. Their eyes met in a conspiratorial twinkle. They joined 
hands and ran across the beach and into the water just beside the 
dark-haired pair. 

"Hi!" Mitch greeted them after they plunged into one wave and let it wash 
them back at the feet of their prey. 

The black-haired girl smiled up at him. She eyed his broad chest and lush 
brown hair and smiled more brilliantly. Angie felt the boy's eyes burning 
against her tits. She had borrowed Laura's tiny bikini and her tits swelled 
delightfully over the skimpy wisp of cloth. She smiled brilliantly up into 
his deep-brown eyes and posed her body to give him a better view. 

"Mitch and Angie Durham," her brother introduced them. He eyed the slender 
girl in front of him. She was tiny, but her huge brown eyes sparkled up at 
him. Her tits were small, but thrust upward to indicate they were firm. Her 
waist was the tiniest he'd ever seen. No wonder her ass looked so delicious 
when she passed. The boy saw the interest and approval in her eyes. She 
would be a good fuck. Just let Angie get the boy occupied and he'd get a 
piece of this little pussy. He'd ball that round little ass right off her! 

"Bridget," the girl said in a soft voice, her eyes welcoming his greeting. 

"Jim," her brother added, introducing himself to the two, "Jim and Bridget 
Warren." 

"Your sister?" Angie asked, nodding towards the girl. She wanted to get this 
straight at the start. The blonde had no objection to fucking with a 
swinging husband, but she was too inexperienced to fuck in front of his wife 
without feeling ill at ease. Relief flooded over her as he nodded. She took 
his arm and cuddled her tits against it as she walked along the beach with 
him. First step was accomplished. Now, to get him behind the dunes and in 
her cunt. 

The first part was easy. Jim was easily led off the beach. He walked with 
his arm about her shoulder and her firm tit crushed against his body. Her 
hips slid against his leg as they walked. Angie kept her eyes on his groin 
as she let him feel her body. She watched for the first sign of a swollen 
cock. The bulge in his swim shorts was prominent, but it had been just as 
large when they first met. 

The girl suddenly remembered watching her brother put his cock in a jock as 
they were slipping into their suits. Damn! She wouldn't be able to tell very 
much if Jim had his pecker strapped down in one of those. She looked up into 
his eyes and caught him staring at her tits, especially the one which was 
pressed against him. His eyes were on the huge swell of tit above the halter 
and on the deep cleavage made by the boob pressing against him. 

As they got into the dunes, she turned in his arms. Jim pulled her against 
him roughly and covered her lips with his. She felt his body twist against 
her to get the full feeling of her thrusting tits. The little blonde slipped 
a bare leg inside his thigh and pressed into his groin. Jim's hands roamed 
over her back and down to caress her ass. 

In the distance she could hear the deep sound of Mitch's voice and an 
occasional laugh by the diminutive brunette. She felt Jim stiffen and pull 
his lips from hers. He looked around as though he wanted to locate his 
sister. Angie reached up and took his face in both hands. 

"You're with me -- or do you want to go play with your sister?" she 
demanded. 

"I'd better keep an eye on her," he explained. He turned away and took a 
step towards the voices coming around the dune. 

Angie thrust her tits out in his face as he turned. She spun around and gave 
him a dramatic jut of rump. Then she walked over and sat down angrily. 

"Go ahead!" she commanded him. "Maybe you want her to keep an eye on you. 
Maybe you want her to protect you from me. After all, I might rape you here 
in the dunes." 

Jim walked over to her. He stood above her, looking down into her dramatic 
cleavage. Angie's thighs were softly inviting. Even standing above her he 
could not miss the sharp thrust of her ass and hips. Her angry breathing 
accented the tits, threatening to push them completely out of the halter. 
The boy hesitated, then knelt beside her in the sand. 

"You think they'll be all right?" he asked the blonde. 

Angie pulled him to her. She snuggled against him and let her tits mash into 
his chest. She stretched her legs luxuriously before him and laid her head 
on his shoulder. 

"I think they can look after themselves," she answered in a breathy voice. 
"I just wonder if you can look after me." 

The dark-haired boy pressed his lips against hers. He kissed shyly until 
Angie opened his lips and taunted his tongue with hers. He ran his hands 
about her satin skin. He caressed her tenderly across the narrow back and 
felt gingerly about her ass. Angie wrapped her arms about his shoulders and 
neck as she crushed herself against him. Her mouth drew his timid tongue 
into its passionate depths. She moved her legs against him and pressed her 
knees about his crotch. Finally she pulled him back onto the sand, atop her 
body. She twisted sensuously beneath film. 

The sand stung against her skin. The blonde cursed having left the beach 
towel out on the hard packed sand of the beach. She sure as hell could use 
it here. Still, the sand was not her greatest problem. The reluctant lover 
in her arms was a more formidable challenge. He was kissing her more 
passionately, but his hands had yet to even try to get at her tits. She 
lifted a leg between his and brought her thigh up against his cock. Slowly 
she moved her leg against him, caressing the tightly jocked prick with the 
soft invitation of her thigh. 

She waited until the boy began to move his hand about her body once more. 
She waited until he had caressed closely enough, then twisted quickly and 
laid a pulsing tit against his palm. Jim's hand jumped in surprise at having 
the boob he had been staring at suddenly in his hand. He held his hand still 
in disbelief, then slowly rotated his palm over the tit to see if she would 
let him hold her there. Angie arched her jug against his hand further until 
he began to close over the heaving globe. She pressed her thigh more tightly 
against his cock and caressed about his back and down to the skin just above 
his trunks. 

Jim felt over her tit. His fingers traced the swell of breast above the 
hatter. He slipped his fingers down into her cleavage. He became more 
courageous and reached into the halter to cup a glowing tit. Angie tongued 
him more passionately and twisted her tits deliriously against his now 
roving hand. She slipped her own hand inside the top of his trunks and 
stroked his ass. 

Jim broke away from her kiss and suddenly plunged his face into her boobs. 
He kissed madly about the tits, his mouth trying to get inside the tiny 
halter and onto the nipples themselves. Angie lifted her shoulders from the 
sand and reached quickly behind her. One tug released the halter. Her tits 
came bounding out to face his eager kisses. His hands grasped the bouncing 
tits and held them tightly as his mouth began to suck on the nipples. Angie 
reached back into his trunks and began to work her way around to the front 
of the tight swim suit. 

The boy suddenly broke off his play with her tits. His body tensed as he 
lifted his head. In the distance, Angie could hear the protestations of 
Bridget and the soft assurances of Mitch. She smiled in the assurance that 
her brother would talk the girl back down under him. She could not 
understand why Bridget was protesting anyway. Mitch gave a hell of a fuck. 
Why didn't the little brunette just enjoy it? 

That was not the way Jim was comprehending the matter. He began to disengage 
himself from the luscious body which was beneath him. He was getting back to 
his feet when Angie grasped his arm and held him. She pulled him roughly 
back down onto her. 

"You think you're going to get up and walk away now?" she demanded. 

"Bridget!" he panted. "I think Bridget is getting in over her head." 

"Look, Jim," Angie told him. "Mitch can look after her. Trust me, he won't 
do anything against her will. If she doesn't want him to kiss her, then he 
won't. She'll probably decide that she really wants to, though. Now, will 
you give me your attention?" 

She knew that kissing wasn't the issue on the other side of the dune. Mitch 
had probably already gotten her tits out and she began to be frightened when 
he got his hand on her pussy. No need to tell Jim all that, however. No need 
to jeopardize the fuck she planned to get from the boy. 

"I hope you're right," he told her, the expression of concern still on his 
face. 

"I know my brother," Angie assured him, then pulled his face back to hers 
and renewed the kiss. 

This time it did not take her so long to get his hands on her tits. He was 
not so reluctant to begin kissing and sucking on her jugs. Angie got her 
hands back into his trunks and slipped them around to the front. She 
struggled to reach inside the tight knit and locate his cock, but without 
success. She could not reach far enough until she rolled slightly to the 
side. Then her hand slipped easily in and found the cock and balls firmly 
held in the webbing of his jock. She lifted her hand and fingered inside the 
strap and down through a lush growth of hair. Finally she got her hands on 
his prick. 

Jim jumped again as her fingers closed about his cock. He had never had a 
girl play with his cock before! Hell, until this afternoon, he'd never 
kissed a naked tit, either. He had played with a few through a blouse or 
sweater, but he'd never had tits right out in his hand before. He'd never 
dreamed they could be as exciting as Angie's, either. His cock was throbbing 
from her play with him. He sucked more violently at her tit and reached his 
hands down to feel inside the tiny bikini she wore. 

It was no trouble at all for him to reach inside. As his hand pressed along 
the top of the low-slung bottoms, the bikini slid down and exposed her cunt 
to his exploration. His hand was trembling as he fingered about the delicate 
mouth of her pussy. He rubbed over the soft flesh and suddenly found his 
finger entering her pussy-hole. She was moist in there. He moved his finger 
tenderly, then more bravely as she captured his hand between her thighs. 

Angie held his hand tightly against her cunt. She lay one of hem over it and 
caressed it about madly. She had realized that Jim was learning what to do. 
The boy had never fucked before. The little blonde was ecstatic over the 
thought. She was his first fuck! This was the first pussy he'd ever gotten. 
She wanted to give him a hell of a good piece. If she was to initiate him, 
she wanted to do it right. If he could stop thinking about his sister, then 
she would be able to teach him how to fuck. 

As his hand learned how to stroke her cunt, she slowly slipped his trunks 
down. She shoved them as far as her hands could reach, then began to pull 
the jock down with them. His cock leaped out into her hands as it came free 
of the binding mesh of the jock. It whipped upright for her to grasp the 
shaft and begin to pump the skin about. Jim's cock was not as large as her 
brother's, certainly not as large as Joe's. It mattered very little to the 
passion-maddened girl. She wandered idly if that could be from lack of use. 
Then she turned her attention to bringing the prick to throbbing demand. 

"Please!" she heard Bridget pleading in the distance. Damn! She could have 
strangled the tiny brunette. She released the cock and grasped Jim about the 
shoulders, holding him against her body. 

"Take it easy!" she told him. "She didn't call for help. She didn't call 
your name. She knows that she'd only have to call you. Let them play their 
own games. Forget them. Why worry if they pet a little? You are fixing to 
fuck me, aren't you?" 

Jim Warren looked down at her in shock. She was so matter of fact about it. 
He had not intended to screw her. He had only tried to see how far he could 
go with her. That's the way he always did it. He kept going until the girl 
told him he'd gone far enough. This beautiful little blonde was not going to 
stop him. She was going to let him do it all. She was going to let him fuck 
her! Hell, she wanted him to fuck her! His cock throbbed at the delicious 
thought. Angie had as cute an ass as he'd ever seen. She had these great 
tits. She was soft and beautiful. She was waiting for him to screw her. He 
swallowed the dry lump in his throat and looked down at her heaving, panting 
tits. 

Angie slipped her bottoms down her legs and kicked them off. She struggled 
with Jim's trunks until he realized that she wanted him to finish removing 
them. He raised back from her and got his legs untangled from trunks and 
jock, then looked back down at the nude girl who waited, smiling at him. His 
cock pulsed more passionately at the view of her pussy. He looked at the 
pink lips which shone through her light hairs. He looked at her tits 
standing out against her chest, red from the treatment his mouth had given 
them. He looked at the slightly parted lips and the hint of moisture on 
them. He looked at her sparkling blonde hair cascading over the sand. He met 
her eyes and accepted their invitation. 

Jim came back upon her roughly. He grasped at her tits and shoved his cock 
about her thighs and groin, trying to find the mouth of her pussy. Angie 
took the prick in her hands and brought it against her, cunt. She eased it 
inside the throbbing lips and let it find the soft warmth of her cunt-hole. 
The boy hunched it into her twat and pulled more violently at her tits. 
Angie wrapped her legs about him and pulled his lips back to hers. 

"Fuck me, Jim," she told him just before she kissed him. "Fuck me whenever 
you are ready. Fuck me for as long as you want." 

She had not expected to share his orgasm. She had expected him to blow too 
soon from the excitement of his first screw. She was wrong. The thought of 
taking his flint load had her built to a peak. The knowledge that his cock 
had never been in any other pussy heightened her passion. She shook as he 
began his huge thrusts into her cunt. 

She heard the cries of the girl on the other side of the dune as Mitch took 
her cherry. She heard Bridget begin to pant in ecstasy as her brother taught 
her the thrill of fucking. Angie was happy to discover that Jim was no 
longer concerned about his sister. His sole concern was to pump into the 
delicious cunt about his cock. He was fucking! He was getting his first 
pussy! He pounded his prick into the pulsing, throbbing passageway of 
Angie's cunt. He felt her tits swell in his hands. He felt the nipples stand 
hard and erect. He felt his cock swell, then begin to shake in its demand to 
shoot its huge wad inside. Her cunt vibrated around his rod, increasing his 
need to blow his load into her. 

"I'm about to come!" he told her, hoping he wasn't popping too soon. 

"Hell, I've been here for five minutes," the gorgeous blonde answered. "Fuck 
away! Ball me, Jim. Let me feel your wad shooting into me!" 

He exploded in her. His cock felt the juice begin to seep, then to pour, 
then to gush. His cum erupted into her welcoming pussy. He thrust himself at 
her wildly until he felt drained completely. Only then was he aware of the 
pain in his knees from the sand burn. He dropped onto Angie and listened to 
the sounds of his sister. He had not looked after her. He had let her lose 
her virginity. He should have felt guilty about that. Instead, he only hoped 
she had enjoyed her first fuck as much as he had enjoyed his. 

Chapter Ten 

He lifted her legs and ass as he plunged his big cock into her cunt. Joe 
raised himself from the deep nap of the rug and held the blonde in mid air 
while he fucked her deeply. Angie clenched her eyes shut in the delicious 
agony of her need. This time she did not have to taunt him into a fuck. This 
afternoon he was ready to screw her as soon as she climbed the stain above 
the carriage house. Her portrait smiled invitingly from across the room. It 
was only partially finished, but even without the finishing touches it was 
fascinating to the girl. After the fuck she would study it more thoroughly. 
Right now, she was far more interested in the mammoth cock which was 
splitting her pussy in its massive heaves. 

"God, that is so good," she moaned. "You're too big for me and I love it. I 
love the way my pussy squeezes around your prick. I love the feel of your 
skin as my tight hole pulls it back along the shaft." 

"You're a talkative broad," Joe laughed as he thrust more roughly into her 
cunt. "I sometimes think you'd rather talk about fucking than do it." 

"Rather talk about it while I'm doing it," Angie corrected him. "Especially 
when it's that magic tool you tam in me." 

"You haven't felt anything yet," the artist handyman muttered. "This 
afternoon I'm going to ball you till your ass falls off." 

"If my pussy doesn't bite your cock off first," the blonde taunted back. 
"I'll bite it off and hang it on my wall as a trophy." 

"You damn sexy little cunt!" Joe hissed as he tore into her with renewed 
fury. "I'd kick you out of here if you weren't such a sweet fuck." 

He emphasized this point with his storming prick. Joe twisted the girl 
beneath him to let her feel the fuck more exquisitely. He dug his tool even 
farther into her delicious cunt and began to revolve his hips. Angie rolled 
with the cock, her cunt pulsing and throbbing as it contracted ecstatically 
around the mammoth pecker. She leaned her head against his shoulder and 
clamped her teeth against his skin. She used her bite on him to encourage 
the artist to a more passionate assault. Joe twisted under the pain of her 
teeth and matched her with his mouth against the girl's soft shoulder. She 
tasted exciting. She felt exciting. She throbbed beneath him in an exciting 
manner. Her thighs held tightly about his waist, letting his hands cup the 
round cheeks of her ass. 

He looked down at the beautiful girl who was so anxiously taking his fuck. 
He still had trouble believing that a teen-ager could be as good a lay as 
Angie. Joe had balled women regularly since he was fourteen, but this little 
blonde fluff was the best he'd ever had. He screwed young pussy and old 
pussy, but Angie was the best piece he'd ever gotten his cock into. It was 
unbelievable that she could be so good so young. He certainly wanted to be 
around when the kid matured. His plunging cock leaped madly inside her cunt 
just thinking about it. 

Angie felt the throbs mount toward her climax. She grabbed for Joe's asshole 
and ran her finger in. This had become her signal. When she needed to bring 
him over that final hump, she fucked his ass. She fucked it now, plunging 
her finger in and twisting it in small circles. She taunted him with her 
tits revolving against his chest and her finger at his ass. She teased him 
with her cunt squeezing madly on his cock. She teased him with her words as 
she urged him on. 

"Fuck me, Joe! Ball me good this time! Blow me apart with that big cock!" 

She bit into his shoulder again as he rose to his orgasm. She bit sharply 
into him as his prick roared in its discharge. She shook beneath him as her 
cunt exploded around the cock. She clamped her legs against him with all her 
strength. She clamped her teeth into him. She clamped her cunt over him. She 
rolled with him about the soft rug beneath the window. 

In the intensity of their fuck they had not seen their visitors. Mitch and 
Carmen stood at the top of the stairs and watched the violent fuck. The lust 
and passion on the rug brought shortness to their breaths. Mitch watched the 
flailing bodies of Joe and his sister, then turned to the maid and began to 
pull her dress from her body. He lifted her in his arms and carried her to 
the rug, depositing her beside the fucking pair who still rolled about 
oblivious to any other presence. The boy yanked at her bra and got it away 
from the huge tits. He stripped down her panties, then tore his own clothing 
off and pounced on the waiting girl. 

Joe saw the two begin fucking beside them. He watched the huge tits of the 
maid as they were rolled beneath Mitch's grasping hands. He watched the boy 
ram his prick into the maid's cunt and begin to ball her. The presence of 
another fuck beside him increased his passion. He fucked Angie while he 
watched Mitch give Carmen a good solid screw. He prolonged his orgasm and 
let Angie ride through one climax while preparing her for the next. He felt 
her throbbing about his cock while he heard the sounds of Mitch's thighs 
slapping against Carmen. He felt Angie's juices flowing out of her filled 
cunt and down their legs as he listened to the sound of the boy's cock 
slapping about in the maid's already flooding twat. 

"Fuck her, Mitch," he encouraged as he powered himself against the smaller 
girl. "Fuck the hell out of her!" 

"Let Mitch take care of himself," Angie demanded. "You keep your cock 
occupied with my pussy." 

Joe braced himself for his final onslaught. His prick seemed to swell double 
size as he came at her once more. Angie cried out in the ecstatic pain of 
his powerful thrusts. His giant prick throbbed inside her small pussy. He 
vibrated, then began to pour his wad into her panting, sweating cunt. 

"That's better," she moaned. "Oh, that's much better." 

Angie clung to him as she experienced her double orgasm, then sagged back 
into the rug with his relaxed body on top of her. They watched Mitch 
building Carmen to her sensual peak. They watched the throbbing of the two 
bodies. They watched the pawing of his hands on her tits and on her ass and 
back on her tits. They caressed each other softly as the boy's thighs 
pounded his cock into her, as his ass drove him deeply into the full hips of 
the maid. 

Joe shifted his weight off the little blonde and lay beside her. His head 
lay across her chest, mouth gently kissing her tits, hand softly stroking 
her cunt while he enjoyed the ecstatic climax beside him. Angie held the 
limp cock lightly and cheered the other couple on until she saw them 
thrashing as their orgasms hit them. 

"Ride her, Mitch!" she shouted. "Hang in there!" 

"Buck away, Carmen!" Joe laughed. "You'll never buck that cock out. He's got 
it in too deep. Plow her, man! Plow her furrow! Get at her. Fuck that sweet 
cunt till she can't walk!" 

Angie's brother lifted the maid's ass and brought his fuck to a frenzied 
climax. Both bodies shook as they twisted the merging prick and cunt. Both 
gasped as they pressed their bodies together while their juices flowed over 
them. Mitch's body suddenly relaxed, his charge spent. The chesty blonde 
crushed him against her still heaving tits and buried his head into her mass 
of breast. 

"Thought we might find you two up here," Carmen called over to them. "Mitch 
suspected that you've been fucking around with each other." 

"How did he ever get such an idea?" Angie asked, smiling. 

"You're never available in the afternoon," her brother answered from the 
depths of Carmen's tits. "Had to settle for these big luscious tits every 
afternoon." 

"You complaining?" Angie asked. 

"Not at all," the boy announced as he pressed the mammoth jugs about his 
face. "Just thought a little threesome might be fun." 

"So how about a foursome?" Joe asked. 

"Soon as I catch my breath," Mitch responded. "Soon as I get my prick built 
up again. Way you balled Angie, I'd think you needed a few minutes to 
recharge, too." 

Joe agreed, then turned over on his back and let the little blonde kiss his 
chest and torso and thighs. She played with the soft pecker, then climbed up 
and walked over to study her portrait. It was as roughly done as she had 
first thought, yet he had already laid in the contrasts which made her tits 
glow from the light reflecting off them. The hairs about her cunt showed 
drops of moisture. Her thighs glistened in the light and led the eye 
directly to the dainty pink lips of her pussy. The teen-ager was impressed 
with Joe's art. She was moved by the beauty he had captured in the painting. 
Hell, she'd like to fuck such a girl herself. 

"What's the title?" Mitch asked the artist as they all gathered around 
Angie's portrait. 

"I call it 'Cherry Smash'," the handyman laughed, then ducked away from the 
subject's playful kick. 

The four shared a six-pack from Joe's cooler, then returned to the soft rug 
beneath the window. Angie reached over and tested both cocks. Each responded 
to the playful caress. Each pecker began to rise as she fingered them. The 
little blonde smiled over at the other girl and nodded. 

"I believe we have a little life returning here," she told Carmen. "Looks 
like we might have a little more action." 

"Any suggestions how we do it?" Carmen asked the boys. "Want to try a 
chain?" 

"Not yet," Joe answered. "We'll try that later. First, Mitch and I'll fuck 
the two of you while you suck each other's tits. Angie, you lay down in the 
middle of the rug. Okay, Carmen, lay across her so that your tits are at her 
mouth and so you can get your mouth at her breasts." 

The smaller girl spread herself out across the rug. Carmen smiled as she 
slipped over her and brought the massive tits down over Angie's face. The 
maid's knockers had never appeared larger. The teen-ager caught them eagerly 
between her hands and held the solid masses of tit against her cheeks 
affectionately. Her own tits leaped at the touch of Carmen's lips about 
them. 

"Mitch, get yourself between Angie's legs," Joe ordered. "Begin by sucking 
on her pussy. As you build up, you can move up on her and put your cock in 
there. Lay all the way up over Carmen's back and hold both of them tightly. 
When we get the fuck going, we'll all have to hang on. I'll get my mouth in 
between Big Tits' legs and suck her snatch. When I see you go for your 
sister with your prick, I'll rear-end Carmen. All set?" 

Angie felt her brother's answer. His mouth came up her thighs, kissing and 
nibbling. His tongue lapped over dried cum as it moved over her cunt hairs 
and found the tingling lips of her cunt. Carmen worked passionately on her 
tits. The larger girl's tongue flipped rapidly about the excited tit. Her 
lips captured the glowing nipples. Her suction brought a gasp of ecstatic 
delight through Angie's body. 

"Did you ever see such beautiful ass?" the handyman asked Mitch. "I'll swear 
but these two are prime pussy. You'll never beat this anywhere. Take it from 
a man who knows." 

Angie felt pride surge through her at the praise of the artist. She pulled 
the tits above her down and caught Carmen's nipples between her teeth. She 
teased the masses of white tit with her teeth while her fingers explored 
their round, soft fullness. Her cunt tingled more vibrantly with her 
brother's frantic tonguing of her clit. His hands caressed her thighs. His 
fingers sent shivers of electric shock down her legs and up into her pussy. 
His tongue brought her cunt to a tingling, throbbing demand. Her pussy 
sucked against his lips. Her passage trembled at the maddening play of 
tongue on her labes and clit. 

Carmen tugged passionately on her tits. The chesty blonde lifted the soft 
mounds of flesh and pressed them tightly against her face. Her fingers 
stroked about the outer circles of the jugs, stimulating the muscles, 
increasing the firmness and fullness with the mad play of her hands and her 
lips. Angie felt the huge tits of the other girl pressing about her face. 
She rolled her head about in the tremendous feeling of being buried in all 
that lovely mass of breast. She sucked eagerly on the nipples. She pulled at 
them passionately while Mitch steamed her pussy into a glowing bank of hot 
coals. 

"I want to sink my cock into this," Mitch called out. "My pecker's so hot I 
have to cool it in that sweet little cunt." 

"Go get it, man," he answered. "I'll join you. I think I have Carmen turned 
into a river back here. Won't be any trouble to shove my pecker into that 
bubbling spring." 

Mitch rammed his cock sharply into Angie. Her pussy caught her brother's 
cock and drew it inside, sucking about it and vibrating rapidly at the 
excitement of his thrusting presence. The position necessary for Mitch to 
lay across both girls gave his cock a new angle into the sparkling passage 
of her cunt. The pecker pressed upward against her clit at each stroke into 
her hole. Angie's legs shook from the fantastic thrusts, her thighs pulsed 
deliriously as she wrapped them about his hips and helped him fuck her. 

Carmen gasped as Joe slammed his big prick into her snatch. Angie felt the 
girl being lifted into the air from the force with which the artist fucked 
her. 

The wonderful tits bounced over her face, rippled in her hands, trembled 
between her lips. She sucked noisily on the swirling globes while her ass 
bounced from the force of Mitch's balling. Hands were suddenly all over her. 
Joe's hands and Mitch's hands and Carmen's hands and her own hands grasped 
about passionately as the pyramid of fucking bodies twisted and pulsed over 
the rug. Their hands grasped more deliriously as they fucked more madly. 
Carmen began to grunt in choked delight as the immense cock rammed her 
nearer to orgasm. Angie caught the mood and gasped about beneath the stack, 
tying to twist herself more completely over her brother's storming cock. 

"Everybody get ready!" Joe called out. "I think we're about set to come. 
Anybody not ready?" 

The passionate panting of the other three assured him of their shared edge 
of climax. The stack of bodies increased its throbbing intensity. The room 
swirled about them. The sunlight glittered at them from all directions. 
Their bodies exploded within and without. They writhed about in a mass 
orgasm. They clutched and bit and thrust about in one mad swirl of climax. 
They passed their peak and began to settle when another voice suddenly 
spoke. 

"That was very good, children," Laura commented tersely. "What do you do for 
an encore?" 

Mitch and Angie froze in honor at their stepmother discovering them like 
this. They wanted to fall through the floor. They wanted to disappear in a 
puff of smoke. They were caught! Angie could see all the fun of the summer 
lost. She could see herself being packed up and sent back to her mother's 
puritanical rule. She felt that she had blown it all. She sat, frozen in 
terror, unable to comprehend the action which followed. At least, she was 
unable to comprehend it at first. 

"Join the party," Joe called to his employer, rolling over on his back with 
his pecker still half-hard. "Beer's in the cooler. Fucking's on the floor. 
Take your pick." 

Angie shuddered, waiting for Laura to explode at them. She reached over and 
caught Mitch's hand for support. She watched her stepmother come towards 
her. Laura walked over and stood towering above the terrified little blonde. 
Slowly, the exotic brunette began to unbutton her blouse. She slipped it off 
to reveal tits even more luscious than those on Joe's portrait. They stood 
out firmly, shimmering against the light in tones of bronze and gold. Her 
father's young bride unzipped her slacks and slipped them down over lithe, 
well-shaped legs. She stood above Angie, clad only in her gossamer panties 
which soon whispered to the floor to lie beside the slacks. Slowly Laura 
knelt beside her stepchildren. She knelt between them and drew them towards 
her glowing body. 

"Well?" she asked them. "You going to sit there like knots on a log? Or are 
you going to give your new mother a long, loving kiss?" 

She hugged Mitch against one exquisite tit, Angie against her other. The 
airy nipple brushed about the blonde's cheek. Angie instinctively kissed the 
soft tit and wrapped her arms about Laura's hips. The brunette caressed 
teen-age hips and laid her head atop the blonde hair. 

"You were frightened of me," she scolded. "You act like I don't want you to 
have any fun. That's not fair. I want you to have fun. I want us all to 
share in the fun." 

Angie looked up at her. She read the welcome in Laura's eyes. Slowly it 
dawned on her. Her stepmother knew everything that had been going on. Laura 
knew it all and approved. The beautiful woman only expected to be included 
in some of it. Angie grasped her and began to attack a tit with ecstatic 
delight. She then pulled Laura's face into her own tits. Below her Mitch was 
already going for the deep black hairs about his stepmother's cunt. 

"Come over here," Joe called gruffly to Carmen. "We might as well get in 
another fuck while the family reunion is going on." 

Chapter Eleven 

"Let's go fuck Laura," Mitch had suggested. Angie stood with him in their 
stepmother's bedroom as they quickly slipped out of their clothes. Through 
the door to the bath they could hear the lovely brunette humming as she 
toweled herself dry. The two young people slipped quietly to the door and 
waited on either side. Angie's tits tingled at the thought of the beautiful 
Laura stepping through the door to be pounced on by her loving stepchildren. 

They crouched as she approached the door. As she came through, her golden 
body sparkling from the bath just concluded, they came up behind her and 
grabbed her. They pressed their nude bodies against her. Mitch filled one 
hand with a soft tit while his sister kissed passionately on the other. 

"What's this all about?" Laura laughed as she wrapped her arms about the two 
teen-agers and drew them tightly against herself. 

"Just one way to let you know how we love you," Mitch answered just before 
he covered her mouth with his own. He kissed her deeply and sensuously. His 
tongue plunged into her sweet smelling mouth and lapped about. He rubbed his 
swelling cock along her hips and tightened his hand about her tit. 

"We were just sitting around doing nothing," Angie added, "and talking about 
how lucky we are to have you for a new mother. We got so excited talking 
about you that we had to come in here and show you." 

They dragged her across the carpet and tumbled onto the bed in a mass of 
naked, shining bodies. They kissed and caressed and sucked and nibbled, none 
sure whose skin was where. They rolled and bounced over the bed in delicious 
play while their desire rose wildly. Laura laughed happily as her tits 
glowed from their treatment. Her thighs glowed from caresses and kisses. Her 
pussy vibrated lightly in anticipation of the grand fuck they were building 
toward. She reached out and located Mitch's cock in the melee of bodies. She 
clamped her hand over the beautiful pecker and slipped her other hand about 
until she felt the lips of Angie's pussy. Then she lay back and toyed with 
the two organs while her tits were sucked with deep, sensuous kisses. 

She really did love these two playful cubs. Laura had been apprehensive 
about marrying a man with teen-age children. The two might have resented her 
youth. Angie could so easily have been jealous. Mitch could have been 
sullen. Instead she had these playful kids who loved sex and fucking as much 
as she. They were their father's children. She had no doubt of that. They 
had the same healthy lack of inhibitions as Graham Durham. They certainly 
were more like her children than the iceberg who was their natural mother. 
They were hers! She tightened her grip on the cock and the cunt. They were 
her children. She held them possessively as they began to caress her thighs 
and tease at her pussy. 

The two objects of her adoration were thoroughly enjoying their play. Angie 
held a tit in her mouth, delighted with the feel of the fluffy nipple. Laura 
had the most delicious nipples, the most gorgeous buttons she had ever seen. 
She thought that the minute she saw Joe's portrait of her. She thought so 
when Laura joined them for the gang-fuck in the carriage house. She felt it 
now more than ever. She could kiss the brunette's tits all day and never 
fire of it. Angie slipped closer to Laura's golden body and pressed her tits 
against her stepmother. Her cunt throbbed in ecstasy at Laura's caresses. 
She reached inside a lithe bronze thigh and began to stroke upward towards 
the dark hairs about the cunt. She let her hand brush about the delicate 
lips and felt her brother's hand join her at Laura's pussy. 

Mitch Durham was just as pleased with his situation as either his sister or 
his stepmother. He basked in the delirious knowledge that he had all the 
pussy he could want on the estate. He could fuck his sister's sweet cunt. He 
could screw his beautiful brunette stepmother whenever he pleased. He could 
season these fucks with a toss of the young maid with the big tits. He was 
sure that no other boy had ever been so lucky. He sucked on the luscious tit 
before him and slid his pecker against Laura's soft ass. His hands caressed 
her ass and thigh. He reached for her pussy and met his sister's hand there 
already. The play of Angie's knuckles over his as they fingered Laura's 
cunt-lips together increased his excitement. His cock throbbed from the 
touch of the brunette's fingers and from the softness of her skin. 

Laura's cunt was throbbing from the exotic play. Her tits swelled, filled, 
and hardened with her rising desire. Her thighs quivered at the caresses 
they received. Her pussy was already damp from the flow of its oils as it 
prepared itself to be entered and fucked. The happy young woman began to 
tighten her hands on the lovely objects beneath her fingers. She shook 
Angie's cunt. She pumped Mitch's cock. She twisted ecstatically beneath 
their hands. 

"Please!" she told them. "Let's get on with it before you kids drive me 
crazy." 

"Shall we?" Mitch asked his sister. 

"You think she's ready?" Angie replied. 

"Cut out this damn teasing!" Laura shouted at them. "Obey your mother! 
Somebody fuck me before you drive me out of my mind." 

"I guess we'd better do it then," Angie laughed. "Mother knows best." 

"Especially this mother!" her brother agreed. 

The little blonde crawled on top of Laura and placed her cunt at the wide, 
sensuous mouth of the brunette. She wriggled closer, until Laura was able to 
press her lips over the trembling cunt and kiss seductively over the dainty 
opening. Angie felt the bed move as her brother brought his cock up between 
his stepmother's legs and began to slip it against Laura's cunt. Mitch 
placed one hand on his sister's tits and the other on the heaving jugs of 
his stepmother. Angie reached back with one hand and joined him in loving 
the soft, lovely tits of their stepmother. 

"Okay, Sis," Mitch announced, "let's gives her a fuck she'll never forget. 
Let's show our Laura just how much we love her." 

The boy began to rotate the knob of his pecker about the tingling lips of 
her pussy. He rubbed the hardened flesh across her clit in long, slow 
strokes. He thumbed her nipple until it tightened and hardened upon a 
swelling, heaving tit. Gradually he drove his cock deeper into her moist 
hole. Laura's thighs came about his ass and squeezed him affectionately. Her 
cunt contracted lovingly on the cock as he began to pump in slow, thorough 
drives through the soft, inviting box beneath him. 

Angie twisted her pussy against the maddening flicks of Laura's tongue. Her 
clit flamed with intensity. Her cunt sucked back against the devouring mouth 
beneath. Her thighs ached from their delicious throbs. Her tits thrust 
forward into the delightful caresses of her brother's hand. The little 
blonde lifted the soft tit behind her and cupped it as it tightened under 
her fingers. Her breath came in short gasps as she felt Laura's tongue 
moving deeper into her streaming pussy. She pulsed over the sensuous mouth. 
She pressed her cunt over the sucking lips and let it throb in ecstatic 
passion. 

Laura's body was exploding within at the teasing play of her children. Her 
tits burned with desire. Her cunt throbbed with demand. She reached up and 
caught Angie's tits, revolving them madly about the girl's chest. She humped 
her ass upward to take more of the prick into her cunt. She tightened her 
thighs about Mitch, trying to urge him to more driving thrusts of his cock. 
Her tits twisted against the two hands he now had playing about them. She 
gasped for breath as her needs rose rapidly. She sucked against the sweet 
cunt before her. She pressed herself against Angie and tried to get her 
tongue deeper into the blonde's pulsing cunt. 

Angie reached down and clasped her stepmother's head in her hands. Her 
fingers ran through the rich, dark hair. She pulled Laura tightly against 
her pussy and twisted powerfully over the sucking lips and darting tongue. 
She shook from the explosions of her cunt, her ass and thighs trembling 
madly as her orgasm came nearer. She threw her head upward and shook her 
long blonde hair wildly about in the ecstasy of her passion. 

The plunging cock swelled enormously as Mitch increased his rhythm. His 
prick was filling rapidly. The wad was tingling within it, anxious to fill 
his stepmother's luscious cunt. The hot prick ran sensuously along the 
pulsing walls of cunt which squeezed about it. He thrust his rod more 
deeply, more wildly into the throbbing curd. He twisted his cock along the 
trembling passage in small circles. He grasped his stepmother's tits with 
reckless passion as his prick tore about her hole. He joined her as she 
exploded into orgasm. Hot fire spewed from the lunging cock. The rigid meat 
slapped through the lush flow of Laura's juice while his balls slapped 
against the tight, hunching skin of her ass. 

The brunette weaved beneath her ecstatic children. Her body fought to take 
more cock into its depths. Her mouth clamped tighter against Angie's 
steaming pussy. Laura burned with desire. She twisted madly in the height of 
her passion. Every inch of her body shook in the culmination of their fuck. 
She felt the boy's cum in her cunt. She felt Angie's flow about her tongue. 
She felt her own body release it's pent-up desires in one immense, 
mind-blowing orgasm. The room spun about her. Lights wheeled around her. 
Flashes and explosions filled her. She was aware of nothing beyond the 
plunging cock and the pulsing cunt which drove her body into such exquisite 
pleasure. She rode the climax until the room settled about her, until her 
breath was coming once more in regular pattern. She lay quietly, enjoying 
the final slow, loving heaves of her stepson's prick. She leaned back and 
opened her eyes to the smiling face of her beautiful blonde stepdaughter. 

"You darlings," she whispered. "You sure know how to tell me you love me." 

Tears came into her eyes. She smiled through the mist of her happy tears and 
squeezed her cunt tightly around Mitch's cock while she caressed Angie's 
glowing tits with deep appreciation. 

The teen-agers lay down beside her. They snuggled tightly against her and 
kissed lightly about her golden body. She wrapped her arms about them and 
crushed them to her boobs, then let her drowsiness overcome her. 

Laura awoke to observe the new interest in Mitch's cock. The prick had 
regained its strength. It stood out from his body, lean and rigid, its head 
throbbing in excitement. She reached over and began to slide the skin along 
it, then looked over at the luscious body of Angie. Laura slipped up in the 
bed and propped her head against her pillows. She dragged the slowly 
awakening blonde onto her back and held her between her legs, head nestled 
between her tits. 

"Fuck her, Mitch," she whispered to the boy. "Fuck your lovely sister while 
I hold you both in my arms." 

Mitch slid between Angie's thighs and brought his cock up against her pussy. 
He played about her clit for a few minutes. He eased his throbbing knob into 
her cunt and ran it back and forth about the clit until he felt the moisture 
again flooding his sister's hole. 

The young stepmother caught her hands beneath the girl's tits and pulled 
them upward. She looked down and watched the delicious swell of breast over 
her hands. She looked down farther and watched the way the cock was burying 
itself into the sparkling gold hairs around Angie's pussy. It was the 
sweetest sight Laura had ever seen. She caressed her stepdaughter's tits 
luxuriously and fingered over the nipples until she had them dancing in 
eager anticipation. 

"Slide your cock on into her," she told the boy, "then suck on these for a 
while." 

Her own cunt leaped for joy at the view of his cock pressing in, ant burying 
itself into his sister's soft young cunt. She watched Mitch's lips take the 
tits she held for him. He touched them slowly and gently as though sipping 
some excellent wine. His tongue lightly swept about the sweet young nipples. 
He nibbled at his beautiful sister, then opened his mouth wide and came over 
one of the tits. He sucked firmly on the boob, as though he would take the 
entire globe into his mouth. He twisted his face over the pulsing flesh, 
then released it only to make the same attempt on the other. 

His ass rose and fell as he plunged his cock into his sister's soft twat. 
His ass rose and fell, then was caught by the lithe young legs which came 
around it. The legs tightened, muscles playing along the skin, and moved 
about with the rhythm of the driving ass. The united bodies writhed about 
between Laura's legs as they sought the greatest possible union. 

The brunette felt her little blonde stepdaughter's throbbing body against 
her. She felt Angie's pulsing tits in her hands. She held the girl and 
shared her delicious sensations. She pulled Mitch back to the girl's tits 
and wrapped them both in her anus. She held them while they fucked. She felt 
every sensation of the fuck. Her tits heaved and throbbed. Her cunt 
contracted and jerked with delicious spasms as though she were having the 
cock plunged into her own box. She hugged the kids tightly and rocked with 
them as they built up their intensity toward a final mad, throbbing ecstasy. 

"Fuck her!" she cried, urging Mitch to greater effort. "Fuck your sister 
harder. She's feeling it, Mitch. She's feeling that cock plow into her 
pussy. Can't you feel her cunt hugging that meat? Don't you feel the way her 
tits swell against your mouth? Your sister wants more of you. Fuck deeper 
and harder." 

Angie twisted wildly in her arms, hunching herself at her brother and 
arching her tits against his face. She responded to the taunts of the 
brunette with delicious wriggles of her ass beneath his steaming fuck. She 
sucked his cock with her pussy. She taunted him with her tits. She captured 
his ass and drove it to further exertions with her legs. She began to shake 
uncontrollably as her orgasm tore through her body. She gasped and groaned 
and twisted and hunched in the blinding passion. 

"There she is!" Laura screamed as her own body shared the exploding 
sensation of orgasm. "She's there now, Mitch. Don't leave your sister alone. 
Get yours, too! Get yours, sweet boy! Get all that pussy!" 

The brunette clenched her teeth in the wild elation of seeing Mitch shake 
with his climax. She hung to the pulsing bodies in her arms and shared their 
joy with them. She held them tightly until their bodies began to calm. Then 
she looked up and saw the figure standing silently in the doorway. 

Angie heard Laura gasp in surprise. She felt the woman's body tense beneath 
her. She looked over and saw the tall figure watching them. It took her a 
moment to get far enough away from her orgasm to focus her eyes dearly. Even 
then, she did not at first recognize him. Suddenly she realized the identity 
of their audience. She realized it and froze in terror with Laura. 

"Dad!" she gasped in honor. 

"How long have you been there?" Laura asked in a quiet voice. 

"Long enough," his deep voice replied. He looked at his two children. "Go to 
your rooms and remain there. I'll be down to speak with each of you 
presently." 

"Look, Dad," Mitch told him, standing as though to protect Laura, "This was 
my idea. I need to take it out on Laura. Any anger you have, take it out on 
me." 

Durham swept him aside with a single wave of his hand. He turned to the 
children and pointed to the door. 

"Go," he commanded sternly, "to your rooms, as I ordered. I will not hurt 
Laura. I promise you that. I do have some words for her, though, words for 
her in private." 

The teen-agers looked at their stepmother, who smiled at them and nodded for 
them to obey. They stepped into the hall and held each other, then ran to 
their rooms. Each was determined that no harm had better come to the lovely 
brunette stepmother they had come to love. 

Chapter Twelve 

Angie Durham sat on her bed awaiting her father's entrance. Her feelings 
encompassed a mixture of anger at his possible treatment of his new wife and 
fear of having to return to the frigid care of her mother. Damn it all, 
anyway! He should have let them know he was coming home. She and Mitch would 
never have gone to Laura's room if there had been any hint of their father 
returning. 

The summer had begun so deliciously. She had met her promise to herself. The 
little blonde gasped at the realization of how far she had advanced from the 
anxious teen-ager yearning to lose her cherry. She had come a hell of a long 
way. No matter what her father did with her, she had no intention of 
returning to the past. She liked to fuck. Damn it, she would keep on 
fucking. One way or another she would keep her ass on the ground and her 
cunt opened to some hot prick. 

She stormed up from the bed and went to her bath for a shower. The warm 
water flowing about her body sewed to support her conviction. She was a 
passionate young woman. She responded to touch. She thrilled to a man's 
touch. She trembled under a woman's touch. She even shivered in delight from 
the touch of water running over her satin skin. She was made for fucking. 
Her dad had better understand that. He could send her back to Mom, but he 
could never stop her from fucking any chance she got. No way! 

Angie toweled and slipped into a light robe. She decided she'd better play 
things a little bit coyly, though. Her dad just might be lenient if she 
appeared to be soft and fluffy -- his sweet, innocent little Angie. The 
blonde ran to her dresser and brushed her hair rapidly until it sparkled in 
the soft light. She changed her robe for a baby-doll gown with ruffled 
bikini panties. The minor flashed her reflection back at her. Angie posed 
her body before the mirror. She practiced facial expressions, attempting to 
find one that would be sure to melt her father's anger. Disgusted at her 
failure, she flung herself on the bed and beat at the pillows in 
frustration. 

It had not been the reunion with her father she would have preferred after 
four years without seeing him. The girl cursed herself for not immediately 
overcoming her fear at being discovered. She should have rushed to his arms 
and shown him how happy she was to have him back at home. She'd blown it! 
She had been more concerned about Laura and Mitch and herself than she had 
been about her dad. 

She did not hear him enter her room. She was still lying face down, her ass 
temptingly thrust upward, her luscious thighs revealed all the way to her 
ruffled panties, when he walked quietly into the room and stood looking down 
at his lovely young daughter. Graham Durham cleared his throat and watched 
the girl jump in surprise. She spun about quickly, her gown flipping upward 
to reveal the firm round ass and then the deep, sensuous V of her crotch. 

Angie missed another opportunity to welcome him home. She was caught off 
guard and again reacted in fear more than in delight. She sat up, but 
watched him through eyes wide in apprehension. Her tits heaved in tenor 
against the gossamer material of her gown. The nipples pressed madly into 
the sheer gauze as she waited for his scolding to begin. 

"I've been hearing some disturbing news about you, Angie," he began in a 
gruff voice. "I can imagine how such a report would affect your mother." 

Angie swallowed the dryness in her throat and stared at him. Mom would send 
her to a convent or worse for only a fraction of what she had been doing. 
She hung her head in sorrow at what she assumed to be the inevitable outcome 
of this conversation. 

"Do you think I should return you to her?" he asked. 

Angie looked up at him. Fight it as she might, she could not prevent the 
tears from coming to her eyes. She could not refrain them from streaming 
down her face. She wanted to rush to him and plead, yet her pride would not 
allow such a display. So she sat and wept at the thought of being returned 
to a mother who had no comprehension of her sexual needs. 

"Enough of that!" her dad insisted firmly. "You asked if you thought I 
should. I didn't say I was planning to." 

She looked up quickly in disbelief. Her tits pounded against the gown. Her 
deep, quick breath accented their roundness and firmness. 

"That," Graham continued, "is the last thing I'd think of doing." 

The little blonde leaped from the bed and caught her father about the neck. 
She covered his face with her passionate kisses. She pressed her body 
against him and clung wildly to his chest and shoulders. He slowly 
extricated himself from her and held her at arm's length. 

"However," he continued with his voice resuming its stem tone, "I feel that 
some form of discipline is in order. You know I've always felt that 
discipline should be quick and sure. It should never be prolonged. I haven't 
been with you for so many years, that I don't want our summer together 
marred by your being under any disciplinary restrictions. So, I hope you 
understand why I'm going to punish you in this way. I agree it's normally 
reserved for much younger children. Nevertheless, just now I can think of no 
better." 

He sat down on her bed and pulled her to him by her hand. Angie numbly let 
him lay her across his legs and pull her panties down to her knees. She 
could hardly believe he was going to spank her! Her first reaction was to 
resist. Who the hell did he think he was? She didn't have to put up with 
this sort of treatment. She'd scratch his eyes out if he tried to lay a hand 
on her. She began to twist free, planning to resist his punishment. Suddenly 
Angie caught herself. This might be demeaning, even humiliating. Still, it 
was better than being bundled back, to Mom. As long as he didn't beat her 
too harshly she would put up with it this once. At least she'd be able to 
remain here with Mitch and Laura. 

The little blonde jumped as his hand came quickly across her ass. It was a 
stinging blow. He did not hit her brutally, not with that or with any of the 
succeeding spanks. He hit her briskly, though, stinging the hell out of her. 
Angie felt her ass begin to tingle from the rapid slaps. The blood ran to 
the surface of the skin and pulsed about the glowing cheeks of her rump. His 
hands slapped across her quickly, stinging her even to a peculiar sensation 
of agonized pleasure. Damn, the girl realized, the way he spanked wasn't 
half-bad. Her pussy was actually beginning to pulse along with her ass. Her 
pussy was throbbing. Her tits, as well, as they bounced from the force of 
the blows. 

Angie twisted her body against his legs as he continued his punishment. She 
squirmed her cunt against his thigh. She pressed her tits against his other 
thigh, then felt her dad's hand hold her beneath the swinging tits. She let 
them roll about over his hand. She felt him cup them more firmly. His thumb 
played over the nipples. His fingers outlined their exquisite shape. His leg 
was pulsing beneath her cunt. His hand slapped less briskly now, more 
sensuously. Each slap became more like a caress and landed nearer her 
panting pussy. Her body was throbbing with desire. She shook ecstatically 
from the excitement of his touch. She gasped passionately beneath the 
caresses about her tits and the slow rocking of his leg beneath her cunt. 

"Oh, Daddy," she moaned as she hugged his legs. "I love you. Daddy, I love 
you so." 

His hand ceased its spanking. His hand caressed over her stinging ass and 
down between her thighs. He leaned over and lay his head on her back as he 
cuddled her tits lovingly. His hand moved up her thighs and caressed her 
cunt softly. He hugged her against himself, pulling her up by tit and pussy. 

"Angie, baby," he whispered, "did you think I could ever send you away? 
You're my girl, my only little girl." 

He lifted her from his knees and laid her across the bed. She turned onto 
her back and smiled up into his adoring eyes. He looked at her shimmering 
blonde hair which cascaded about one shoulder. He looked at the smile on her 
wide, sensuous lips. He looked at the firm tits, their nipples clearly 
visible through the gown. He looked at her soft, inviting thighs and long, 
lithe legs. He shook his head as though unable to believe his Angie could 
have become so breathlessly beautiful. 

"You were always pretty," he told her as his hand caressed up her arm. "But 
I never dreamed even you could be so absolutely beautiful. What a hell of a 
woman you've become. No wonder Laura's totally devoted to you." 

Angie pulled him down over her. Their lips met in a chaste kiss which 
quickly became a pulsing, throbbing demand in both of them. She parted her 
lips for his tongue and thrust her tits against his chest as hard as she 
could. She lifted one knee to bring a leg up against his groin. His cock was 
swelling. She moved the thigh against the growing hardness while his hands 
searched beneath the flimsy gown and fastened over her tits. 

The little blonde thrilled to his touch. She had always believed her dad to 
be the handsomest man she'd ever seen. She was throbbing in the delirious 
knowledge that she was able to suck his cock. He wanted to caress her tits. 
He wanted to fuck her! She hoped he wanted to fuck her. She certainly wanted 
him to fuck her. 

She reached for her father's cock and felt it against his trousers. She 
traced its shape through the material while his thumbs played about her 
nipples and his hands cupped her heaving tits. She felt one hand come down 
to her thighs and caress the glowing skin. Her father slipped the hand up to 
her pussy and stroked through the hairs into the lips of her cunt. 

"Oh, Daddy," she murmured, "that feels so good. It's so wonderful to have 
you love my pussy. Your touch sends chills all through my body." 

She tugged at his belt at the same time she kicked her panties the rest of 
the way off her legs. She got his waist open and shoved pants and shorts 
downward until his cock in loving hands and pumped it adoringly. She leaned 
over and kissed the great knob. She sucked lightly on it and kissed it 
again. The thought that she had come from the big cock made it all more 
exciting. Years back this cock had made her. Tonight that cock would make 
her again, but in a different way. He gave her life with one fuck. He would 
give her a new enjoyment of that life in another fuck. She covered her 
daddy's wonderful pecker with her mouth and sucked madly upon it. Her hands 
gasped about his balls in the ecstasy of her rising passion. 

Her dad moved about and brought his lips down to her cunt. He gathered the 
throbbing pussy to his adoring lips and kissed it passionately. His tongue 
roamed about her cunt. His breath drew against her pulsing cunt in deep 
draws which threatened to suck her juices out of her. Angie sucked just as 
deliciously on his pounding cock. She held it in both hands and twisted her 
mouth deliriously over the head. Her body was alive with her need for him. 
She shook all over in the intensity of her desire. The thought of fucking 
this most wonderful, most important man in her life had her exploding with 
wild anticipation. 

"Daddy," she breathed huskily, "I'm about to explode. Fuck me, Daddy. Please 
fuck me. I want your cock in me. I want to feel this beautiful prick in my 
cunt. I love you so, Daddy. Please fuck me!" 

"My precious baby," he whispered as he turned and lifted her gown to get his 
lips at her tits. "My beautiful little Angie. Fucking you is the most 
wonderful thing I can imagine. I just hope my old pecker is worthy of going 
in your precious cunt." 

The huge, warm cock-head pressed into the lips of her pussy as he sucked 
deeply on her ecstatic tits. His cock stretched her cunt as it entered. The 
head rubbed firmly against her clit, sending sparks of deeper passion 
running through her cunt into her entire body. She stroked her legs against 
him to urge him on deeper into her snatch. She thrust her heaving tits about 
his face and caressed him about his shoulders and neck. 

"Keep going," she pleaded. "It doesn't hurt. It feels so good. Push it deep 
inside me. Fill me, Daddy. Fill me with your cock. Let it plunge in me. 
Don't be shy, Daddy. I want you to fuck me all the way." 

The long, hard cock began its slow build-up of thrusting. He plunged into 
his daughter's cunt deeply but slowly. He plunged into her hole even deeper 
but not so slowly. He picked up the pace of his thrusts. She felt the cock 
driving all the way into her, driving through her, ripping her glowing cunt, 
stretching and filling her sweating pussy. He fucked her better than she'd 
ever been fucked. He fucked her harder than she'd ever been fucked. He 
brought her to a more total explosion than she'd ever experienced. She began 
to scream in wild delight. Angie shouted and sang as her daddy kept fucking 
away. 

"Now!" she cried as she went through a new orgasm. "Fill me, Daddy! Let it 
blow! Empty your jizz in me. I want to feel your cock as happy as my pussy. 
Oh, Daddy, this is such a wonderful, beautiful fuck!" 

She felt her body lifted from the bed as her father unloaded his charge. The 
warmth flooded through her. The ecstatic cock filled the walls of her 
trembling cunt with its turn. He held her tightly and poured his adoration 
into her. He held her and plowed violently at her. They shook and clung 
together. They pulsed and thrashed over the bed. They reared and tossed and 
caught one another in erupting passion. 

"So good," Angie mumbled in her delirium. "That's so good." 

Her dad held her lovingly after she passed through her orgasm. He caressed 
her aching body with adoring hands. He kissed her from head to toe and back. 
Angie smiled into his wonderful face and pulled him down to her lips. She 
kissed him, then looked up at the two nude forms who were entering the room. 
She looked at the twinkle in Laura's eyes and at the satisfaction in 
Mitch's. 

"Can anyone join this party?" Laura asked. 

"Feel free," Graham Durham answered. "After all, we're just one big family 
around here. Just one fucking family." 

Angie began to laugh. What a summer was ahead of her! Just wait till her 
room-mate came to visit. Her friend would never believe a girl could have 
such fun at home. 


End
