Her Loving Brother
by Erika Norman
(RX-460)


FOREWORD 

British psychiatrist Anthony Storr remarks in his book Sexual Deviation: 

"The use of the term deviation implies the existence of a standard of 
normality from which deviation may take place; but no absolute standard can 
be found, for what is considered to be sexually normal varies widely both 
from country to country and from epoch to epoch. A sexual practice which is 
considered acceptable in one time and place may be abhorred as a perversion 
in another ... Incest, for example, was enjoined upon the Pharaohs, though 
generally regarded as undesirable for lesser mortals. What constitutes 
incest, however, is variously defined..." 

It is easy and misleading to write off the whole issue by saying that 
earlier peoples, like the ancient Egyptians of the time of the Pharaohs, 
were "primitive" and ignorant, and that only modern people like ourselves 
have achieved true morality. 

This is to ignore both the achievements of ancient civilizations and our own 
failures. Few honest people would deny that modern America is in a crisis of 
morality today, a troubled time in which we search in vain for solid and 
lasting values. It would be hypocritical to condemn ancient societies for 
"immorality" when we suffer from the same disease ourselves. 

Her Loving Brother illustrates the modern search for values as well as 
exploring the definition of incest. A lonely and confused brother and 
sister, Jim and Joy Stewart, are confronted with the horrifying discovery 
that their teenage children are sexually involved. Jim's son and Joy's 
daughter are first cousins, and thus their involvement might be defined as 
incest by some people, but there are areas even in the United States where 
first cousin marriage is permitted. Joy and Jim must decide not only if the 
children are too young for sexual activity but also whether this activity is 
incestuous. 

Their problem doesn't end there, however. In the course of the story, Joy 
and Jim Stewart make an even more shocking discovery-their powerful 
attraction for each other. Brother and sister then must make an even more 
difficult decision, whether to yield to their deep passion and thus violate 
society's strong taboo against incest, or to give each other up and pursue 
relationships with people who do not inspire such love. The reader must 
judge for himself whether their final decision is the right one, but it may 
be helpful to keep in mind Dr. Storr's remarks at the beginning of this 
Foreword, that no single society has a monopoly on the truth. 

You will find the Rated X books, along with their companions, the Surree 
Collectors Series and the HIS 69 gay titles at your favorite adult bookstore 
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reading will want them all, side by side on their private book shelves for 
definite re-reading and ready reference. 

THE PUBLISHERS 


CHAPTER ONE 

Joy Stewart watched the attractive thirtyish man walking up the beach toward 
her. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and deeply tanned. His sun-bleached 
blonde hair was modishly long but well groomed. He walked easily, 
confidently, flashing her a perfect white smile. She felt a helpless melting 
sensation in her belly at the sight of such a sexy dude. 

Yes, he was attractive as hell, her brother Jim. 

"Joy?" he said, shouting over the noise of the crashing waves, "Is that 
you?" 

They hadn't seen each other for five years. During their separation Jim had 
been widowed and Joy had been divorced. They lived at opposite ends of the 
country, Joy in New York City and Jim in Los Angeles. This year they'd 
agreed to vacation together on the California coast. Joy had just arrived at 
the small cabin Jim had rented for them. 

"Jim!" she said excitedly. "Yes, it's me." 

They ran toward each other, overcome with emotion. Anyone would have 
recognized them as brother and sister. Both were tall, blonde, and 
blue-eyed. They were only a year apart in age, Joy thirty-five and Jim 
thirty-six. They fell into each other's arms and hugged fiercely, laughing, 
both talking at once. 

"Oh, Jim, I'm so glad to see you," Joy said. 

She felt more than glad. As she was swept into that powerful masculine 
embrace, pressed against Jim's broad hard chest, she felt a wave of lust so 
strong that it made her knees rubbery. She was ashamed of herself. This man 
was her own brother, and she had no business feeling that way about him. It 
had been so long since she'd had a man, though... 

"It's great to see you, too, Sis," said Jim. 

He grinned down at her, having the advantage of six inches in height. Joy 
was a tall woman, but she felt almost petite beside her handsome brother. He 
was so good-looking, she wondered why he hadn't remarried. Perhaps he had 
the same problem she did, simply not being able to find the right person. 

"Where's Tammy?" said Jim. "Rob is dying to see her." 

Joy shook herself, tried to get her mind back on business. She and Jim 
wouldn't be vacationing alone. They'd both brought their kids-Joy's 
thirteen-year-old daughter Tammy and Jim's fourteen-year-old son, Rob. The 
two cousins hadn't met for five years and would no doubt be surprised at the 
changes in each other. 

"I left her in the car," said Joy. "Just wanted to make sure I had the right 
cabin. I'll go get her." 

"I'll round up Rob," said Jim. "We'll help you unload your gear." 

Joy found her daughter already out of the car, taking boxes and bags out of 
the trunk. Tammy smiled when she saw her mother coming. 

"I saw you hugging a guy on the beach, Mom," she said, "and I figured it had 
to be Uncle Jim. Either that or there was a boyfriend you haven't been 
telling me about." 

"Fat chance," said Joy, laughing. "Come on, let's get this stuff into the 
cabin." 

She watched her daughter proudly but a little nervously. At thirteen, Tammy 
was growing up awfully fast, maybe too fast. A petite blonde with short 
curly hair and enormous blue eyes, Tammy already had firm pouting 
orange-size breasts that jiggled enticingly under her halter as she moved. 
Really, it was time to buy that girl a bra.... 

"Hey, there's my pretty niece," said Jim. 

He and Rob hurried over to the car, and Jim swept Tammy into a big hug. The 
girl grinned delightedly and hugged him back. Something about it bothered 
Joy. Tammy seemed too mature for that kind of greeting. She looked more like 
Jim's girlfriend than a little kid. Her saucy round tits flattened against 
Jim's chest as he embraced her. 

Joy forced her mind off the subject. She seemed to be obsessed with sex 
lately. Granted it had been over a year since she'd been laid, that didn't 
give her the right to assume that everyone else was thinking of sex, too. 
With a big smile she turned to greet her nephew, Rob. 

"Rob, darling," she said, "I hardly recognized you. You've grown so much." 

Rob grinned and came over for a kiss on the cheek. "I'm almost as tall as 
Dad now," he said proudly. "Well, not exactly, but I'm still growing." 

No, he wasn't as tall as Jim. In fact he was just Joy's height, five feet 
seven. He certainly was no little boy any more, though. He was a damnably 
attractive teenager with modishly long brown hair, a deep tan, and a trim 
muscled body. As Joy quickly kissed him, she got a whiff of healthy boy 
sweat that made her loins melt. 

Oh, God, she thought, stop it. . . Get your mind off sex for a white... 

She'd been divorced for a year and a half now, and in that time she hadn't 
been fucked at all. She'd met men, but never one she trusted enough to go to 
bed with. She hadn't realized how hard it was going to be to do without sex. 
It was damned near killing her not to have a man. 

"Well, let's get this stuff into the cabin," she said gaily. "Then I can 
think about making us some dinner. How does everybody feel about 
hamburgers?" 

"Oh, far out," said Rob happily. "Dad and I have been living on canned 
chili." 

"That would be great, Mom," said Tammy. 

"Anything would be great compared to my cooking," said Jim. "Okay, let's get 
in in gear." 

They started carrying luggage to the cabin, the two kids running on ahead, 
full of high spirits. Joy watched them uneasily. Rob and Tammy looked so 
attractive together, the curvy little blonde girl running close beside the 
tanned handsome boy. Once again her mind drifted back to sex as she wondered 
if the kids might get into mischief. That was a problem she hadn't 
considered, but certainly both Tammy and Rob were old enough to be 
interested in sex. 

"What are you brooding about, Sis?" said Jim. "You look awfully concerned 
about something." 

Joy blushed hotly. Oh, God, it would be embarrassing if anyone could read 
her thoughts. It seemed like she thought of nothing else lately but sex. Her 
mind was a hot whirl of images-bed, cocks, feverish embraces, stiff ready 
dicks to ease the nagging need in her soaked starved cunt ... She really 
must stop. There was nothing she could do about it, nothing here to assuage 
her horny longing. 

"Oh, nothing," she said, hurrying along toward the cabin. "I guess I'm just 
tired from the drive." 

"I'll fix that," said Jim. "I make a damned fine martini, even if I can't 
cook worth shit." 

Joy couldn't help laughing. Her brother had always been able to make her 
laugh, to lift her spirits. Impulsively she reached out and put her arm 
around his waist, walking close to him. 

"Oh, Jim," she said, "I'm so glad to see you." 

He put his arm around her waist and squeezed her. "I'm glad to see you, too, 
honey," he said affectionately. "You know, I think I've got the prettiest, 
sexiest sister in the whole world." 

Their hips and thighs brushed as they walked. Again Joy felt it, the hot 
melting sensation in her belly. The nearness of his male body produced a big 
hot rush of juice from her starved cunt, a wave of moist steamy cream that 
soaked the crotch of her panties. She suppressed a little horny moan. She 
MUST control herself.... 

They cooked their hamburgers on the beach in front of the cabin, and then 
Jim and the kids went for one last swim before sunset. Joy stayed behind to 
clean up the cooking site. She felt depressed and irritable-and she knew 
why. It was the same old reason. One nice long fuck and she'd be in 
excellent spirits again-but who was going to do it for her? Christ, if she'd 
known it was going to be like this, she'd never have gotten divorced. 

No, that wasn't true. No way could she stay married to Ray, a bad husband 
and father who was gone on business trips most of the time and drunk and 
abusive when he was home. She didn't miss his nasty temper and slovenly 
ways. One thing she did miss, though, was his cock. On the few occasions 
when he was home and halfway sober, she'd thoroughly enjoyed balling him. 
Now she didn't even have that rare treat. 

Damn it, it just wasn't fair. She loved sex, loved to screw, but she'd had 
so little with Ray, and now none at all. It killed her to think that some 
wives didn't even like to do it. She'd gladly trade places with them. It 
wasn't something she talked about, something she broadcast, but Joy wasn't 
ashamed of her need. She was a normal healthy woman, that was all. 

With a big long sigh she carried the last of the dirty dishes into the cabin 
and put them in the sink. The kids had offered to wash them. Joy had nothing 
more to do till they all got back from their swim. She wandered into the 
bedroom she was to share with Tammy. 

There were two single beds, a chest of drawers, and a big full-length mirror 
on the closet door. Joy approached the mirror, looking critically at her 
reflection. She decided there was nothing wrong with her appearance. For a 
woman of thirty-five she was damned attractive, in fact. They why didn't she 
attract more men? 

She pushed her heavy honey-blonde hair away from her face and studied 
herself. Thick-lashed slightly slanted blue eyes, small nose, full ripe 
mouth, good rosy complexion-there was nothing wrong there. She certainly 
didn't look her age. There wasn't a single wrinkle in her creamy glowing 
skin. 

Slowly Joy unbuttoned her blouse, keeping a critical eye on her reflection. 
She slipped off the tailored white blouse and stood in her plain white satin 
bra. Her large full breasts strained at the tight confinement, looking ready 
to pop over the top. She reached around and unhooked her bra, breathing a 
big sigh of relief as the tight elastic band popped open. 

Her big tits tumbled out and wobbled heavily as the bra slid away. Joy's 
large firm breasts were the size of cantaloupes, perfectly round and full 
and swelling. They were capped with pretty pointed pink nipples. She tossed 
her bra aside and eyed her gently wobbling boobs. Nothing wrong there, 
either. She got looks of lust and shrill whistles on the streets whenever 
she wore a sweater. 

She unsnapped her jeans and skinned out of them, standing before the big 
mirror in clinging white satin panties. Her waist was small and firm, her 
legs long and shapely. So far she'd seen nothing to put a man off. She 
hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly inched the 
garment down. 

Dark gold pubic hairs gradually popped into view, tiny curls that thickly 
matted her mons. She had a small triangle of fur, a pretty dense muff just a 
little darker than her honey-blonde hair. She let her panties waft down her 
long legs and kicked them side. Staring at her reflection, she slowly 
brought her hands down to pet and caress her silky little muff. 

Hot excitement rippled through her body, but Joy blushed with shame. One 
thing she wasn't very proud of was the way she had to take care of her 
chronic nagging lust. With no man around, she had to bring herself off with 
her own hands. She forced herself to think the word: masturbation. Her blush 
deepened. Her body felt no shame, though for it had no conscience. As she 
dizzily pressed and massaged her curly bush, her pussy began to glow and 
moisten... 

Suddenly the front door of the cabin banged open, and Joy heard hard bare 
feet running. She snatched her hands away from her crotch just as the 
bedroom door flew open and Tammy ran in. The girl looked like a drowned rat, 
wet and shivering. 

"W-w-wooo, I'm cold," Tammy said. "The guys are still swimming. I g-guess 
they're used to it. But I had to g-get out." 

"You'd better get right out of that wet suit and into a hot shower, young 
lady," said Joy. "We don't want you catching cold." 

"Okay, Mom," said Tammy. 

She started to tug off her wet bathing suit, and Joy saw her casting quick 
interested glances at her naked mother. Joy never tried to hide her nudity 
from Tammy, so the girl was used to it. That wasn't a look of curiosity-it 
was wistful envy. Tammy no doubt was wishing she had a tall curvy voluptuous 
figure like her mother, that her tits were as big as Joy's. 

Joy smiled softly. If only Tammy knew how enticing SHE looked. As she 
scrambled out of her wet suit, her pretty round pouting boobs wobbled into 
view, the nipples dull rose and pointed with cold. She skinned out of her 
bikini bottoms, and Joy had a brief glimpse of the girl's tiny platinum 
puff. Tammy's body was small but thoroughly feminine, lithe and curved and 
delicious. 

"Into the bathroom with you," Joy laughed, giving the girl a play-smack on 
the butt. Tammy's little ass was smooth as silk, round and firm. She 
shrieked and giggled and hurried off to take her shower. 

Joy sighed, wondering what she was going to do when boys started drooling 
around her little daughter like a pack of horny dogs. It wouldn't be long 
now. Tammy already had a woman's body. Joy wondered if the girl had 
experienced any sexual feelings yet. She knew she ought to talk it over with 
her, but she felt uptight about the subject. 

She wandered over to the bedroom window to see the sunset. Instead she saw 
Rob and Jim coming onto the partially enclosed patio and, without pausing in 
their conversation, started to undress. Joy blushed furiously. Apparently 
that was their custom-to strip outdoors and leave their wet bathing suits 
there. They'd forgotten they had female company now. 

Joy found she couldn't tear her eyes away. It was shameful, watching her own 
brother and nephew undress, but she found herself moving even closer to the 
window as if drawn by a magnet. The man and boy skinned out of their wet 
suits and draped them over a bench. There was an outdoor shower there, and 
Jim turned it on. 

"Let's get that salt water washed off," he said. 

Father and son stepped into the warm shower spray-and Joy stared and stared. 
It'd been a year since she'd seen a naked male, and she found that the sight 
turned her on powerfully. Jim was a lot better built than her husband, too. 
In all her life she'd seen only one cock, Ray's. This was her chance to make 
some comparisons... 

She gave only the briefest inspection to Rob's adolescent body. He was just 
a little kid, didn't interest her. He was attractive, yes, lithe and tan 
with well-defined muscles, but he still had the narrow shoulders and slim 
limbs of a boy. Joy licked her lips as she glanced lower, focusing on his 
crotch. He had a small brown pubic patch and slack rosy balls that swung 
gaily with his movements. His pale boy-prick wagged lewdly. 

It was a surprise to find that Rob's half-grown dick was already as big as 
her husband's. The boy's gaily flopping peter was going semi-erect under the 
sensuous spray of the shower, growing into a heavily weaving five inches of 
pale blue-veined meat. The head of his prick wasn't circumcised, ending in a 
pointed wrinkled tip. Yes, Ray's cock had been no bigger than that ... 

So maybe she'd been missing out on something. Maybe other men had larger 
pricks. Blushing hotly, feeling ashamed but terribly excited, she shifted 
her gaze to her brother ... Looking at Jim's naked body for the first time 
since they were toddlers, Joy felt a dizzying wave of lust and a hot rush of 
pussy cream that trickled down her thighs... 

God, he was gorgeous...! Jim's tall powerful body was deeply tanned all over 
except for the slim pale band left by his swim suit. Heavy muscles rippled 
in his arms and legs. His broad hard chest was thickly matted with 
sun-bleached blonde hair. At the base of his belly was a puff of that same 
platinum hair. 

Joy moved even closer to the window, licking her lips, her blue eyes glazed 
and feverishly horny. She eyed her brother's big swollen rosy nut sac, 
bulging firm between his heavily muscled thighs. She looked at his enormous 
half-erect prick, eight thick inches of pale silky flesh... 

"Oh, God," she said shakily. 

She didn't know cocks could be that big, that long and thick. The 
circumcised head was huge, knobby and purple. Joy felt a blaze of hot cunt 
juice running down her thighs. Oh, God, how she longed for a cock like 
that-but unfortunately this one belonged to her own brother. 

"Hey, Dad," said Rob, "you gonna get on my case if I piss in the shower?" 

Jim laughed. "Hell, no," he said, "I have to myself." 

Joy knew she should avert her eyes, but she didn't. She watched her brother 
and nephew pissing in the warm shower spray, holding their semi-hard cocks 
and making bright arcs of yellow urine. Her feverish eyes jerked back and 
forth between the two squirting pricks, both of them long and hard and 
handsome. 

"God help me," she said huskily. 

She couldn't stand it another second. Lust was driving her wild. She had to 
cum or scream with frustration. Still watching the two naked pissing men, 
she slipped a hand onto the soft puff of her mons, wriggled a finger between 
the furry lips, and touched the little wet hot lump of her clit. 

She began to rub her little joy button, the most sensitive organ of a 
woman's body. Immediate hot pleasure ripped through her body, and she sighed 
helplessly. With a stimulus like this-two gorgeous naked males in the 
shower-it wasn't going to take her long to cum. 

"Ahhhh," she said, "ohhhhh..." 

Joy briskly rubbed her wet scalding clit as she watched her brother and 
nephew taking their shower. She focused on their lewdly weaving cocks and 
gaily bouncing rosy balls. Jim finally turned off the shower and grabbed a 
couple of towels from the bench, tossing one to his son. They started drying 
themselves briskly with the towels, and their cocks went into an obscene 
jiggling dance, wobbling and jerking, pale and fleshly in the dusk... 

"Ohhhh," Joy whined, "ohhhh, God..." 

She pressed hard on her hot soaked clit and came. The dizzying pleasure 
wracked her body so hard that she almost fell. She put out one hand blindly 
and rested it against the wall while her lush body shook and writhed. Heavy 
hot cream gushed from her cunt. For a moment she was sightless with 
pleasure. 

When she looked again, Jim and Rob had gone into the cabin. She whisked her 
cream-soaked finger off her clit and moaned with shame. How low could she 
get? She'd watched her own brother and nephew stripping, pissing, 
showering-and it had aroused her so much, she'd had to frig herself. Could 
she really be that desperate? 

The answer was yes, much to her shame. She had to get a man of her own, she 
just had to-or God knows what insane thing she'd do next ... 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Tammy awoke early the next morning, refreshed from her long trip and ready 
for fun. She glanced over at the other bed and saw that her mother was still 
asleep. Joy must have had a restless night. She had kicked off all the 
covers and lay naked on her back, long blonde hair tousled. 

Tammy got quietly out of bed and went to stand close to her sleeping mother. 
She studied Joy's lush mature body with a little sigh of envy. She was just 
thirteen, just starting to get a real figure, but she wondered if she'd ever 
be as beautiful as her mother. To her, Joy was the most gorgeous woman in 
the world. 

Tammy eyed her mother's huge globe-shaped tits, then glanced down at her own 
apple-size knockers. She sighed wistfully, hoping those little boobs were 
going to do a lot more growing. Her tiny puff of mons fur was dwarfed by 
Joy's lush blonde bush. She was six inches shorter than her mother, too. In 
every respect, she was only a miniature of Joy, a petite and undeveloped 
copy. 

Slowly Tammy smiled. She realized that this was an opportunity to do 
something she'd long thought about. Joy would never consent to it, being so 
uptight and middle class, but Tammy couldn't restrain her curiosity. She 
wanted to compare pussies. 

Joy's long legs were open just enough to give her daughter a peek at her 
crotch. Tammy couldn't see her own crotch without assistance, so she 
snatched up the hand mirror from the dresser and thrust it between her legs. 
Now she could make her comparison. 

Everybody's ass-hole was alike, that much she was sure of. Both she and Joy 
had dainty light brown puckers at the mouth of their bumholes. That wasn't 
too interesting. Tammy glanced higher up between her mother's legs and 
studied Joy's lush, deep pink pussylips. Then she looked down in the mirror 
and studied her own. 

Christ, even there she was a miniature of her mother. Her own labia were 
small, delicate, and pink, a little-girl version of the mature model. Joy 
had a bright fringe of blonde hairs around her pussy, but Tammy just had 
fuzz. Joy's mature cunt mouth was quite visible, moist and dark and slightly 
open. Tammy's little hole was only pinpoint wide and deeply recessed between 
her pink cunt lips. 

Then there was that funny little button of flesh that felt so good when she 
rubbed it. She didn't know what it was called. It lived between the furry 
lips of her mons, a tiny nub of pink flesh that seemed to have no purpose 
except to give pleasure. Joy had one, too. Tammy could just see the tip of 
it peeking out between the richly furred lips of her mons. Joy's button was 
bigger, redder, longer than her daughter's. 

"Hell," Tammy said softly, "I sure have a lot of growing to do." 

She returned the mirror to its place and slipped into jeans and T-shirt, not 
bothering with shoes or underwear. She knew her mother wanted her to start 
wearing a bra-she could tell from the worried way Joy watched her wobbling 
newly budded boobs. Well, she was damned if she'd wear a bra. They looked 
uncomfortable and artificial. 

She tiptoed out of the bedroom and closed the door softly. Poor Mom seemed 
so nervous and worried all the time lately, she needed her sleep. Tammy 
could hunt up her own breakfast. She listened in the hall and heard Jim's 
gentle snoring from the other bedroom, which he shared with Rob. 

She went quietly to the kitchen and found cereal and milk. As she ate, Tammy 
thought of how she wanted to spend this summer vacation. She wanted to swim, 
get a tan, see some more of California-but most of all she wanted to find 
out all about sex. 

"Poor Mom," she said with a smile. 

Joy just didn't realize how mature Tammy was getting. Joy had told her 
daughter the basic facts of life, but she wouldn't go any farther than that, 
felt too embarrassed and uptight to answer all the other questions that 
Tammy had. So Tammy understood how babies are made, but she didn't know how 
it felt to make love-and that was what she really wanted to know. 

Joy hadn't allowed her to date yet, so she didn't know how it felt to be 
kissed, fondled, or what a boy's body felt like. She'd never seen a cock or 
a pair of balls. She'd never seen a naked man. She was dying to know all 
these things. 

Well, here they were for the whole summer in this isolated cabin on the 
beach, and there was only one way she could get all her questions answered. 
Her cousin Rob was her only hope. 

Tammy grinned to herself. She had a sneaking hunch that Rob wouldn't be at 
all reluctant to help her find out about boys and sex. The way he'd looked 
at her when they met yesterday was a good clue. His eyes had lit up, then 
strayed to her bouncing braless tits. When they went swimming, he couldn't 
keep his eyes off her curvy little figure. He was a really cute boy, too. 
Yes, she and Cousin 

Rob might get along very well. . . 

Tammy felt no shame or guilt about what she was planning. She knew only that 
people said sex was a lot of fun, and that she wanted to share in the fun. 
Some adults might say that she was too young for fucking or that she ought 
to be married first, but Tammy figured it was none of their damned business. 
It was her body, to use as she pleased. 

"Hey, good morning," said Rob. 

Tammy looked up and grinned. Everything was falling into place like magic. 
Their parents slept on, leaving Tammy and Rob to be alone together. All she 
had to do was tell him what she had in mind... 

"Good morning, Rob," she said. "Do you always get up this early?" 

"Usually," he said, fixing himself some cereal. "Dad usually reads till late 
at night or watches TV or goes out, so I get up a couple hours before he 
does. Your Mom still sleeping?" 

"Yeah," Tammy said with a grin. "Listen, is the water very cold in the 
morning? I thought after we eat, we could have a quick swim." 

"It's gonna be chilly," said Rob, "but a quick dip might be okay. You really 
dig swimming, don't you?" 

"Out here, yes," said Tammy. "In New York all we had was swimming pools. 
Wall to wall bodies, little kids pissing in the water. It's great to have a 
clean place to swim, where you're not bumping into a hundred other people." 

"I'll bet," said Rob. "Gee, I hope you and Aunt Joy stay here a long time." 

"Me, too," said Tammy with a mysterious little smile. 

After breakfast she and Rob walked out on the beach. There was no one else 
in sight. They strolled down to a little cove with its own hidden beach, and 
Tammy asked to stop there. Jim and Joy wouldn't be able to see them from the 
cabin... 

"Let's swim here," she said. 

"Okay," said Rob. Then his face fell. "Aw, shit," he said, "you know what? 
We were so busy talking, we forgot to bring our suits." 

Tammy hadn't forgotten. She'd kept Rob busy talking on purpose, so he'd 
forget to take his suit. It was all part of her plan, her burning curiosity 
to see a naked male body. She smiled at her cousin and looked perfectly at 
ease. 

"Oh, that's okay," she said. "Nobody can see us here. We can just 
skinny-dip." 

Rob slowly turned red from the top of his head clear down to his bare feet. 
He gawked at her as if he couldn't believe what she'd said. When he spoke, 
his voice came out in a horny adolescent croak. 

"Y-You mean go naked?" he said. "Sure," said Tammy, "why not." 

"Uh, well, if you don't mind," said Rob. He looked excited and eager, but he 
was still blushing like mad. 

Tammy giggled. "What's the matter, Rob?" she said. "Haven't you ever seen a 
naked girl before?" 

"Actually ... uh, no," he said, hanging his head. 

"Well, I've never seen a naked boy, either," said Tammy. "We might learn 
something." 

"You better believe it," said Rob hoarsely. 

"Well, come on, then," Tammy said gaily, "let's take off our clothes." 

She pulled her T-shirt off over her head, tousling her short thick blonde 
curls. Rob didn't move. He hardly even breathed. He just stood there a few 
feet away and gawked at her naked tits... 

Rob was in much the same situation as Tammy, completely innocent and dying 
to know about sex. At fourteen he hadn't been allowed to date yet, but he 
was horny all the time, preoccupied with lewd and lusty fantasies about 
girls. To have Tammy actually undress in front of him was a dream come true. 
He couldn't believe it. It was blowing his mind. 

She pulled her T-shirt off and stood there showing her naked tits like it 
was nothing unusual. He couldn't help staring. She had very pretty breasts, 
not large, but perfectly round and firm and saucy. Her deep pink nipples 
were erect from the cool sea air, pointing right at him. He licked his lips 
and made a horny gurgling noise. 

"Well, come on," said Tammy, "get undressed, Rob. Are you just gonna stand 
there all day?" 

"Huh?" he said with a start. "Oh, yeah, yeah..." 

He pulled off his T-shirt, and Tammy admired his hard, tanned, hairless 
chest. She unsnapped her jeans and pulled down the zipper. Rob was about to 
unsnap his jeans, too, but when he saw her pulling down her pants, he went 
frozen and gawking again. His brown eyes traveled hungrily down her belly, 
following the progress of the zipper. 

Rob licked his lips and sighed softly, longingly, as he watched his pretty 
teenage cousin taking off her jeans. He quickly saw that she wasn't wearing 
panties. As she opened her jeans and let them fall to the sand, he saw her 
pretty little golden muff, a tiny triangle of blonde curls. So THAT was how 
girls looked. No cock or balls, just that lovely little fur patch. He was so 
excited his cock suddenly went stiff and rigid in his pants. 

"Oh, shit," he said, blushing furiously. Of all the times to get a 
hard-on... 

"What's wrong?" said Tammy. 

"Oh, uh, nothing," said Rob, his face flaming. How the hell was he going to 
undress in front of her with that guilty bulging hard-on? He started to turn 
his back. 

"Hey, no fair," said Tammy. "You got to look at me." 

Damn it, it was true. Blushing hotly, Rob turned back and opened his jeans 
and let them fall, regretting that he hadn't worn shorts. Tammy just stood 
there with her jeans down around her feet, staring eagerly at the first cock 
she'd ever seen..."Wow," she said. 

It wasn't like she'd imagined. It was better. Rob's slim boy-cock sprang 
from a small patch of brown curls. Below hung his swollen young balls, tight 
and rosy and taut. Tammy eagerly eyed his stiff prick. It hugged his belly, 
pointing at the sky. It was smooth and pale and blue-veined, ending in a 
cute wrinkled point. 

The two kids just stood there for a long moment, gawking at each other, 
thrilled with their first sight of the opposite sex naked. They forgot all 
about having a swim. At last Tammy sighed and stepped out of her jeans, and 
Rob did the same. They walked toward each other very slowly and dreamily, 
focusing on each other's crotch. 

"Wow," Tammy said again, "just let me look at you a little, okay? I've been 
dying to know what boys look like." 

"I've been dying to know about girls," Rob said hoarsely. 

"Well, then, listen," said Tammy, "I have an idea. Why don't we just spread 
our clothes on the sand and sit on them and-well, look at each other? Nobody 
will see us." 

Rob couldn't speak. He was so excited, so turned on by this unexpected piece 
of luck, that he could only nod his head. They spread out their jeans and 
T-shirts on the firm white sand and sat down beside each other. He just 
couldn't believe it was happening. He'd prayed for something like this, the 
chance to inspect and explore a girl's naked body... 

Tammy felt just as excited. At last she'd be able to satisfy her curiosity 
about male bodies. She was so glad that her mother had decided to come out 
to California and stay with Uncle Jim and his son. Cousin Rob was proving to 
be very, very cooperative... 

"Lie down, Rob," she said eagerly, "just lie back and let me look at you. 
Wow, boys sure are different from girls." 

"You're telling me," Rob said with a nervous laugh. 

He lay back as she requested, stifling his urgent need to touch her, look at 
her. She knelt beside him, just at his hips, and took a long slow look at 
his cock. It stood straight up now, pointing at the blue sky, rigid and 
swollen. Tammy bent lower for a better look, and he felt her warm breath 
fanning his swollen peter. It made him very excited. 

"Is it always hard like that?" she said. 

Rob blushed. "Uh, no," he said, "most of the time it's soft. It just gets 
big and stiff like that when a guy is horny." 

"Horny?" said Tammy. "What does that mean?" 

Rob didn't think it was possible to blush any harder, but he did. "Well, it 
means when a guy wants to make out," he said. 

Tammy said, "You mean fuck?" 

Rob gawked. He hadn't expected his little cousin to use that word. "Yeah," 
he said, "that's what I mean. See, it wouldn't work if my cock was soft. It 
wouldn't go in. So I have to get a hard-on." 

"Yeah, I understand," said Tammy. "Have you ever fucked a girl before, Rob?" 

"No," he said wistfully, "but I'd sure like to try. What about you, 
Tammy-ever got it on?" 

"Uh-unh," she said absently. She'd lost interest in the discussion and was 
eyeing his erect cock again. 

Rob was about to ask her if she wanted to try getting it on with him, when 
he felt her soft warm little hand closing around his erect meat. She curled 
her fingers around it and pumped it gently and slowly, exploring its texture 
and heat. Rob damn near came, if felt so nice. 

Tammy was very excited, too. It was a thrill to touch his prick, and she was 
delighted to find the rigid five-inch organ silky and warm and pleasant to 
touch. She moved her curled fingers slowly up and down it, and she noticed 
that the pale wrinkled head of his prick moved, too, pulling back and forth 
to give her brief glimpses of red flesh. 

"What's this?" she said, gently touching the wrinkled flesh around the head 
of his cock. "Will it move back?" 

"Th-that's my foreskin," Rob said, gasping with pleasure as she fingered him 
there. "Yeah, it'll move back, but be careful, okay? A guy is real t-tender 
there." 

"Okay," said Tammy. 

Using her thumb and forefinger she gently eased back the wrinkled soft skin 
and uncovered the slick cherry-red head of his cock. It looked very 
attractive to her, the gleaming flesh and the little dark slit mouth. She 
trailed a finger around the rosy head and found it slick and hot. A little 
bubble of juice came from the tiny mouth, and she smeared it onto her 
finger. 

"Oh, Jesus," said Rob. 

"What's wrong?" said Tammy. "I hope I didn't hurt you." 

"Christ, no," he said with a loud sigh, "just the opposite. It feels so 
damned good when you touch me there, Tammy!" 

She grinned. "Good," she said, " 'cause I really dig touching your cock, 
Rob." 

He sighed and lay back in a dizzy stupor of lust. He jacked off a lot to 
take care of his incessant adolescent lust, but it never felt so good with 
his own hand as it did with his pretty blonde cousin playing with him. 
Tammy's soft exploring fingers seemed to be all over his crotch, feeling and 
testing his prick, his balls, and the wrinkled mouth of his ass-hole. 

Tammy just couldn't get enough of him. She found herself terribly excited by 
her first sight and touch of cock and balls, and she wanted to feel him all 
over. She nestled his swollen rosy nut sacs in the palm of her hand and felt 
their hot weight. She felt and looked back between his legs and saw how 
different he was from her. She stroked his silky stiff prick and watched 
more little bright bubbles of juice come from the tiny mouth of the bright 
red cockhead. 

Rob was getting so turned on, he just couldn't sit still any more. He was 
going to cum, shoot his load right in her face if he didn't do something to 
distract himself. He rolled up into a sitting position, seized Tammy's 
shoulders, and gently eased her down onto her back. 

"My turn," he said. "You got to look at me, and now I get to look at you." 

Tammy didn't find that nearly as exciting as playing with his handsome young 
prick and nuts, but she gave in with good grace. It was only fair, after 
all. She lay back submissively and opened her slim pretty legs for him, 
spreading them wide. 

"Okay, go ahead and look," she said. 

Rob didn't waste a second. He zeroed in fast for his first glimpse of pussy. 
Kneeling beside her, he bent close to her crotch and stared. There was the 
little platinum puff of her bush, and below that was rich pink gleaming 
flesh like puffy lips. Between the lips he could just make out the tiny 
shadowed hole that had to be her cunt. 

Man, what he wouldn't give if she'd just let him stick his rigid aching dick 
in there. He was dying to lose his virginity, to find out how it felt to 
screw. He didn't want to scare or anger her, though. He didn't want to push 
his luck. Maybe if he just played with her, she'd get as horny as he was and 
would let him ball her... 

He began to explore her mysterious female crotch, parting the furry fat lips 
of her mons. Inside there was a funny little pink button of flesh. Rob 
touched it gently with his fingertip, rubbing it a little, and Tammy gave a 
sharp gasp. 

"Ooooo," she said, "that feels nice, Rob. Yeah, touch me there." 

"What is this thing, anyhow?" he said, massaging the fat fleshy nub. 

"I dunno what it's called," she said, "but it sure feels great." 

Rob did as she asked, gently rubbing her little moist joy button, because he 
saw it was making her horny. He noticed that the more he stimulated her, the 
more swollen and wet her pussy became. Bright juice began to leak from the 
tiny mouth of her cunt. Again he thought how great it would be to stick his 
dick in there... 

"Tammy," he said awkwardly, "when we finish looking at each other, do you 
suppose we could--Uh, I mean, would it be okay if we-" 

"What are you trying to say, Rob?" she said. 

"What is it you want to do?" 

"I-" he said. 

That was all he got to say before they heard Jim calling them. He wasn't far 
away, either. Cursing, the kids quickly got back into their suits and headed 
for the cabin. Of all the times to be interrupted... 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Joy wakened late that morning after everyone else had gotten up, but she 
didn't feel very rested. She'd had dreams all night, tantalizing erotic 
dreams in which she got very turned on but never got a chance to cum. It was 
just like real life, she thought bitterly. 

She made breakfast for herself and Jim, and they talked about what they'd 
been doing during the five years of their separation. Inevitable the 
conversation got around to their marriages. 

"I'm sorry you couldn't work it out with Ray," said Jim. "You two were 
married a long time." 

"Twelve years," said Joy. "I tried to stick it out for Tammy's sake, so 
she'd have a father, but in the end his drinking got so bad he wasn't even 
nice to her. That's when I decided to split." 

"And rightly so," Jim said. "That bastard ... I have no respect for men who 
abuse their wives and children." 

Joy didn't want to dwell on the subject of her failed marriage. It was too 
painful. She smiled and changed the topic. "I'm surprised you haven't 
married again, Jim," she said. "It's been almost two years since Mary died." 

He smiled back weakly. "Well, it wasn't all roses for Mary and me, either," 
he said. "If she hadn't been killed in that car crash, we'd probably have 
gotten a divorce. I wasn't rich or important enough for her. She was in love 
with somebody else. Anyhow, it kind of soured me on marriage, at least for 
the time being." 

"I'm sorry," said Joy. "I didn't know there was any trouble in your 
marriage, Jim. I didn't mean to...., pry- 

"That's okay," he said, "forget it. It's nice to be able to talk to somebody 
about it." 

He reached out and held her hand, and Joy found herself struggling not to 
blush. Jesus, what was the matter with her? She could get excited when her 
own brother held her hand, she was so starved for male touch. Nervously she 
slipped her hand away and got up and started to wash the dishes. 

"I thought we'd go sailing this afternoon," said Jim. "I'll drive over to 
town and get a couple more life preservers. The kids ought to get a kick out 
of the boat." 

"All right, Jim," she said, "see you later." 

She hurried through the dishes, then set out for a long walk on the beach. 
She needed to be alone to straighten herself out. She was getting pretty 
damned disgusted with her constant preoccupation with sex. She just had to 
get control of herself somehow. When a woman starts turning on to her own 
brother, she's in big trouble... 

Not far from the cabin, she met the kids coming back from their walk, and 
she assigned them some chores to do. She didn't like the way they were 
looking at each other, all moony and melty and longing. As if she didn't 
have problems enough already, dammit. If Tammy and Rob got turned on to each 
other, there could be really big trouble. 

She couldn't give it much thought just then, though. She was horny again, 
achingly horny. She could not stop the lusty visions of her brother Jim as 
she'd seen him yesterday, naked in the shower, his huge thick semi-erect 
cock waving lewdly in front of him. Oh, God, what she wouldn't give to 
welcome a prick like that into her starved cunt. . . 

Well, it was time to face facts, time to do something about her maddening 
condition. When she got back to New York, she'd simply have to take a lover, 
the first man who offered. There'd been plenty of offers before, but she 
hadn't liked the men. Now it didn't matter if she liked them or not. All she 
really had to like was their cocks. She'd find herself a steady stud. 

Fine, but what was she going to do till then? She'd agreed to share rent on 
the cabin for three months, and Jim was counting on her. She didn't want to 
take Tammy back to New York and its poisonous summer air, either. She was 
stuck here for a long time, with no man. She'd just have to masturbate, 
that's all ... 

"Oh, hell," she said miserably. 

Masturbation was no fun any more. It relieved her horny need for a few 
moments, that was all, and she desperately missed the touch and smell and 
taste of the male body. She needed a MAN, not her own guilty fingers. Right 
then and there her pussy was creaming steadily, moistening the crotch of her 
panties. She was so horny she could have screamed. 

"Enough already," Joy said with a big sigh. "I'm tired of the whole 
subject." 

She thought she knew a solution. A swim in the cold morning ocean would take 
her mind off sex all right. She'd stay in till she was half frozen, anything 
to get rid of that nagging desire. The only problem was that she'd forgotten 
to bring her bathing suit, and she was a long way from the cabin by now. 

She looked around for a place where she could skinny dip without being seen, 
and she noticed the protected cove the kids had come from. She didn't think 
what they might have been doing there, out of sight of the adults. She just 
saw it as a place where she could be naked and unobserved. She jogged down 
the beach and climbed over the rocks. 

The cove was perfect. Once down inside the sheltering curve of rocks, she 
couldn't be seen from the beach. She stripped quickly, shivering in the 
slight ocean breeze. She raced for the water and forced herself to plunge 
in. The shock of the cold water made her gasp, but she swam into it. If this 
didn't take her mind off sex, nothing would. 

Tammy and Rob quickly finished the chores Joy had asked them to do, then sat 
down on the couch and looked at each other eagerly but shyly. They could 
think of nothing else but the thrilling things they'd done on the beach, 
undressing and exploring each other. They couldn't wait to get back to it. 

"Well," Tammy said at last, "you wanta take up where we left off, Rob?" 

"I sure do," he said fervently. 

He moved closer to her, thigh to thigh, and slid his hands up under her 
T-shirt. His eager sweaty palms closed over her bare tits. It was the first 
time he'd ever touched a girl's breasts. They were delicious to touch, firm 
silky globes that quivered warmly and throbbed with life. He cupped and 
molded them gently. 

"Ummm, that feels nice," said Tammy. 

"I dig it, too," said Rob. 

He felt her getting aroused fast. Her breathing quickened, her eyes 
fluttered, and he felt her pretty little nipples going hard and nubby 
against his palms. He raised her shirt up above her tits and watched his own 
hands cupping and squeezing the satiny hot flesh, still hardly able to 
believe his good fortune. 

"Ohhh, Rob," Tammy said with a big hot sigh, "I'm getting so excited ... 
Let's take off our clothes, okay?" 

"Okay," Rob said eagerly. 

They were just reaching for the snaps of their jeans when they heard Jim's 
car pulling up outside the cabin. 

"Aw, SHIT!" said Rob, "that's the second time today he's interrupted us." 

"I know," Tammy said grimly. "We're gonna have to think of better ways to 
get away from our parents." 

Jim walked in, all smiles. "Hi, kids," he said. "We're gonna go sailing in 
just a little bit, right after lunch. Where's Joy?" 

"Last we saw her, she was walking down the beach," Tammy said. "She was 
going towards the cove. She didn't take her watch, Uncle Jim. Maybe she lost 
track of the time." 

"Could be," said Jim. "I'll go look for her." 

He strolled out of the cabin, and Tammy turned to Rob with a mischievous 
grin. "That'll give us a little more time," she said. 

The kids quickly and eagerly stripped off their clothes and lay down naked 
together on the couch... 

Jim couldn't see his sister anywhere on the beach, so he figured she'd 
already reached the cove, maybe walked beyond it. He headed that way, but in 
a leisurely fashion. Really, there was no reason to hurry. It was his 
vacation, the first he'd had in years. He loved his work, selling scuba 
equipment and other marine supplies, but everybody needs time off now and 
then. 

Really what was bothering him wasn't overwork-it was under-sex. He hated to 
admit it, but it was true. Since Mary hurt him so badly by falling for a 
rich customer, he'd tried to get women out of his mind entirely. He didn't 
want to get kicked in the teeth again. Unfortunately his body didn't go 
along with the idea. It had been almost two years since he'd gotten laid, 
but his cock didn't forget. He seemed to be maddeningly horny all the 
time... 

The weird thing was, in spite of his endless lust, he saw very few women who 
appealed to him. Maybe he was too fussy, or maybe they reminded him of his 
wife. He hadn't been hotly turned on to a woman in months, not till 
yesterday... 

Jim blushed hotly and felt a wave of shame. It was true-yesterday when he 
saw his sister Joy he'd wanted a woman for the first time in months. His own 
sister had turned him on. She was beautiful, of course, and stacked, but 
that was no excuse. Christ, maybe something was wrong with him if the only 
girl he could get excited about was his own sister. 

He pushed the disturbing thoughts from his mind and concentrated on the 
sights and sounds of the wide deserted beach. He watched seagulls and waves 
and a few harbor seals out in the water. Before long he reached the 
sheltered cove and scrambled over the rocks. He peered around, looking for 
his sister. 

He saw her, all right. She was standing stark naked in the surf, not twenty 
feet away. 

Blushing furiously, filled with shame, Jim ducked down behind a rock so Joy 
wouldn't see him. He'd hate to be caught staring at her like that. He didn't 
stop looking, though. From his place of concealment, he peeked out between 
the rocks and observed his naked sister wading in the shallow surf. 

Jesus Christ, she was beautiful ... He'd always thought she was gorgeous, 
but he hadn't seen her naked before. He hadn't seen the adult Joy, anyhow. 
When they were tiny, they used to have their bath together, but as soon as 
Joy's body started developing, their parents were careful to keep them 
apart. 

Jim remembered one of those long-ago baths, when he was about seven and Joy 
must have been six. It was the first time she'd really noticed his peter. It 
floated loosely in the bathwater, and Joy had giggled and reached out to 
play with it. It felt nice to Jim. He noticed that his sister had no peter, 
just ripe pink fleshy lips at the base of her belly. He touched her there, 
and she smiled at him... 

Jim blushed beet red at the memory. He hadn't thought about it in years, but 
he remembered now that they'd played happily with each other for perhaps 
fifteen minutes, forgetting all about their bath, until their mother came in 
to check on them. She was very angry. The kids didn't understand why. She 
made them get out of the tub without washing, and she never let them bathe 
together again. 

Thirty years later he still wanted to play with her... 

Jim felt his cock go rigid and stiff in his jeans as he watched his tall 
blonde sister strolling naked in the surf. He was terribly ashamed of his 
reaction, yet he couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He'd always wondered 
if Joy padded her bra. Those big out-thrusting round tits looked too good to 
be true. Now he saw that they were real. 

Even without a bra, Joy's magnificent big breasts were perfectly firm, 
thrusting straight ahead, jiggling enticingly as she moved. Her nipples were 
small, pink, and pointed with the cold. Those beautiful boobs would overflow 
his hands, he knew. He thought how delicious it would be to fondle them... 

"For chrissake," he said, "stop..." 

His warning to himself did no good, he couldn't stop looking. He eyed his 
sister's lovely blonde bush, the curls tight and dripping from her swim. 
He'd never seen a real blonde muff before. Joy's was lovely, a lush but 
small triangle of golden fur. Her legs were long and perfect, her waist 
small, her thick honey-blonde hair falling below her shoulders. 

He wanted her so badly, he could have moaned out loud. His cock swelled and 
juiced and strained in the tight confinement of his jeans. His balls were 
swollen, too, tight and aching with their load. His body had no conscience, 
didn't know about incest, didn't care. His body wanted her urgently, while 
his mind protested. 

My God, she was his own sister, his flesh and blood. How could he even think 
of her like this? He was deeply ashamed of himself, yet he could not stop 
looking at her, peeping at her from behind the rock like some dirty old 
pervert. He felt helplessly drawn to her. 

Joy turned her back to him, and he ogled the firm little rounds of her cute 
ass. She saw something in the surf, a pretty rock perhaps, and bent over to 
pick it up. As she did so, her whole pussy was revealed to Jim's hot staring 
eyes. He moaned softly. Her pussy was a lot prettier than Mary's, a gleaming 
scarlet slit fringed with light blonde hairs. He could even see the tiny 
shadowed mouth of her cunt. 

Burning with shame, but unable to help himself, Jim fumbled for his fly. He 
gingerly drew out his achingly stiff prick and curled his fingers around it. 
He was simply going to have to jack off before he did something insane-like, 
for instance, raping his own sister. He hated to pull a guilty adolescent 
stunt like masturbating, but it was for his own good-and Joy's. 

As he began to frig himself briskly, Joy straightened up and turned again, 
facing his way but not seeing him. Her eyes had a strange glazed look, as if 
her thoughts were far away. Even over the noise of the surf he could hear 
her deep lingering sigh. She trailed a hand down her sleek naked body till 
she was touching and pressing her curly blonde muff. 

"Oh, God," she said wearily, "won't it ever stop?" 

He didn't know what she meant, but he saw clearly enough what she was doing. 
Sighing, blushing, she wriggled a finger inside the fat curly lips of her 
mons and touched the small pink nub of her clitoris. She began to rub her 
self there, and her blush deepened. Jim saw a bright trickle of cunt juice 
running down her inner thighs. 

He moaned softly. It was a crazy situation. His sister had the same problem 
he did, months without sex, a nagging desire that couldn't be suppressed. 
Here they were frigging themselves within twenty feet of each other. His 
rigid ready cock was so close to her hotly creaming twat, it seemed 
ridiculous that they couldn't help each other out. Yet it was out of the 
question. They were brother and sister... 

Watching Joy briskly rubbing her wet pink clit, Jim felt his cock bubbling 
big globs of juice, making his pumping slick and fast. He pumped harder, 
wanting to cum, wanting to get this shameful scene over with. Joy, as if 
catching his vibes, rubbed her little pink clit faster and faster... 

He saw all the signs of her arousal. He saw her tall gorgeous body flushing 
a mottled pink all over, saw her big round tits swell up tight and taut, the 
nipples glowing hot pink. He saw the steady stream of steamy juice from her 
starved cunt, a river of thick cream running down her legs. 

Obviously Joy needed a man desperately. She was a modest and decent woman, 
and it was easy to guess that she hadn't fucked anybody since she left Ray. 
She must be starved for it by now. Jim knew the feeling well. He was starved 
too. He moaned softly and pumped his hot throbbing dick even faster. 

He knew it had to be this way, that he couldn't touch his own sister, but he 
couldn't help thinking how it would be to thrust his thick swollen cock into 
her fiery wet hole, how great it would feel to stuff her juicy little cunt 
and cum in her. He could guess that Joy would love it, too, would welcome 
the hard deep thrust of his dick... 

Stop it, he thought, for God's sake, stop it... 

How in hell was he going to live with three months of this? He'd agreed to 
spend the whole summer in the beach cabin with his sister, but after today 
it was going to be torture. He wouldn't be able to look at her without 
mentally undressing her and seeing her as she was now, naked and stacked and 
violently horny. 

Joy stood in the ankle-deep water, swaying, moaning, the thick cunt cream 
streaming down her inner thighs. Her finger flew feverishly back and forth 
over her squirting swollen red clit. Her blue eyes rolled crazily, and her 
pretty pink tongue snaked out to lick her lips. Suddenly she thrust her hips 
forward sharply, froze, and gasped. Then her hips went into an 
uncontrollable bucking motion. 

"AHHHH," she wailed, "AHHHH..." 

She was cumming, frigging her clit furiously, great streams of pussy juice 
flooding down her legs. Her pretty face twisted into a lewd grimace of 
pleasure, and she moaned steadily, her voice husky and excited. She swayed 
and almost fell. 

Jim became so hotly excited that he couldn't hold out another second. 
Fisting his rigid swollen dick, pumping furiously, he shot his load, wad 
after wad of thick cream that spurted onto the rock in front of him. like 
Joy he moaned hoarsely and swayed dizzily, almost falling over. For a long 
moment he was blinded with pleasure, and then finally his cock went limp and 
empty in his hand. 

He blushed scarlet, realizing what he'd done. God, he must be sick in the 
head to have done something like that. Spying like some Peeping 

Tom, watching his naked sister masturbate, jacking off as he ogled her-it 
was disgusting and shameful. Quickly he stuffed his limp wet prick back into 
his jeans and zipped up. 

He staggered back away from the cove, wondering what to do next. He'd 
promised the kids they'd go sailing, so he had to collect Joy, but he felt 
ashamed to face her. Well, there was nothing for it but to go ahead and bull 
it through. At least he could give her some warning. 

"Joy," he shouted, "Joy, where are you?" 

He started over the rocks again, but he saw that his call hadn't been loud 
enough. Joy was still standing naked in the surf, catching her breath after 
cumming. Jim froze, and so did she. For a long moment brother and sister 
stared at each other in shock and surprise. Then Joy gave a little squeal of 
embarrassment and tried to cover herself, throwing one arm across her big 
swollen tits, clapping a hand over her curly blonde bush. 

"Just a minute, Jim," she said hastily. "Let me get dressed." 

"I'm sorry," he said, turning his back. 

She joined him in a moment, dressed, blushing, but trying to smile. They 
walked back to the cabin together, chatting gaily, trying to hide their 
embarrassment. Jim was thankful that she couldn't possibly know everything 
he'd seen and done or everything he thought ... 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

When Jim left the cabin to find Joy, the two kids took one quick glance out 
the window to make sure he was really on his way. Reassured, they stripped 
off their clothes and embraced each other feverishly on the couch. There was 
so much to do, so much to learn. Neither of them had even been kissed 
before. 

The first time they tried it, they bumped noses, but they soon had the hang 
of it, pressing their lips hotly together, snaking their tongues deep into 
each other's mouth. Tammy pressed her plump round tits against Rob's hard 
tan hairless chest, loving the hot contact of their bodies. 

"Ummmm, this is fun," she said. 

"It sure is," said Rob with a big sigh. "No wonder people like to make out." 

They tried all the standard stuff, things they'd heard about from older kids 
at school. They kissed, fondled, hugged, and pressed their bodies against 
each other. Rob played with Tammy's pretty pouting tits till he had her rosy 
nipples standing up erect and taut. He followed every crazy urge that came 
to him and soon found himself licking her bumpy rigid nipples. 

"Oooo," Tammy said with a squeal, "that feels really good, Rob." 

He licked her nipples faster and more hotly. It was the weirdest thing she'd 
ever felt, the way her tits seemed connected by a direct nerve line with her 
pussy. Every time Rob's hot slick tongue lapped her sensitive nipple, she 
felt a little spurt of cream from her cunt. She'd had no idea her breasts 
were so sensitive. 

Rob got a charge out of playing with her tits, too. They were so soft and 
silky and nice to touch. He felt saliva pooling in his mouth and realized 
that he wanted to suck her boobs like a baby. Well, why not? The grownups 
were far away down the beach, and he and Tammy could do anything they 
wanted. To hell with what other people might think.... 

He pressed his mouth to her left nipple, opened his lips, and eagerly sucked 
the erect pink nub into his mouth. He started sucking on it hotly, 
furiously, tickling it with his tongue, bathing it with his saliva. Tammy 
gave a shrill squeal of delight. 

"Oooooo," she said, "oooo, WOW, that feels great, Rob." 

She wasn't exaggerating. As Rob sucked her sensitive nipple in his scalding 
wet mouth, her pussy went crazy with arousal, spewing hot sticky cream all 
over her crotch. She found her hips moving in a helpless horny motion, 
jerking back and forth. She moaned and felt dizzy with longing. 

"Oh, wow. Rob," she said with a low moan, "you're getting me so worked up 
... Ohhhhh ... Hey, let's cut out this little-kid stuff and do something 
really exciting. Let's look at each other again." 

That was fine with Rob. He really hadn't had a very good look at her pussy 
before his Dad came along and interrupted them. He was willing and eager to 
make a more complete examination of her mysterious female crotch. He popped 
his wet mouth off her taut spit-soaked nipple and grinned at her. 

"Who gets to look first?" he said. 

Tammy laughed. "That is a problem," she said. "Maybe we oughtta flip a coin 
for it." 

Rob laughed, too, and said, "Uh-unh, cousin. You got to look at me first 
this afternoon, on the beach. Now I get to go first." 

Tammy sighed deeply. She was just dying to touch his cock again, but she 
supposed he was right. She'd just have to wait, containing her hot 
excitement. "Oh, okay," she said, stretching out on her back. 

Rob slipped to his knees on the rug beside her, eagerly bending over her 
belly. He touched the pretty platinum puff of her bush, gently petting the 
soft fragrant curls. On impulse he pressed his face into the curly muff. She 
smelled of soap and baby powder and a mysteriously enticing musky scent 
which he guessed to be pussy juice. 

As he pressed his face hard against her soft bush, Tammy felt a hard jolt of 
excitement. The pressure was getting to her ever-greedy little clit, making 
her pussy cream hotly. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all, waiting for 
her turn to explore him. It felt awfully nice when he touched her down 
there. 

Rob raised his flushed face and eyed her pretty golden muff. It sure was 
strange not to see any cock or balls, but it looked beautiful to him. He 
played with her fluffy fur patch for awhile, tickling and petting, making 
her sigh with pleasure, but soon he was ready for further exploration 
between her legs. 

"Tammy," he said, "could you spread your legs for me so I can see better?" 

"Sure," she said breathlessly. 

She was more than cooperative. To Rob's delight, she threw one slim leg up 
over the back of the couch and let the other trail off the edge of the seat. 
She couldn't possibly have been more open to him, her slit more exposed. He 
gawked excitedly at his first really good view of pussy. It was all there, 
ripe and pink and wet, nothing hidden. 

He started from the bottom this time, touching the light brown wrinkled 
mouth of her ass-hole, gently rimming it with his fingertip. Her brownie was 
just like his, no difference there. He did make a discovery, though-Tammy 
liked him to touch her bumhole. As he swiftly rimmed and tickled the 
clenched opening, she sighed loudly. 

"Ummm, that feels exciting," she said with a giggle. "I didn't think it'd 
feel good to be touched THERE!" 

Rob laughed, too. "Well, you learn something new every day," he said. 

He was eager to learn every possible way of getting her hot, because he 
figured if she got hot enough she'd let him ball her. He pressed his 
fingertip more firmly against the tight brown mouth of her ass-hole, and 
Tammy sighed lingeringly. He felt the tiny tight mouth opening a little, 
letting him in, and he quickly wriggled his fingertip inside it, penetrating 
about a half inch. 

"Oooooo," she squealed, "oooo, YEAH. . . That feels great...." 

Rob seized the chance to turn her on. He began frigging her tight little 
anal mouth with his fingertips, wriggling it around and around. Tammy 
squealed with delight. He saw her tiny shadowed cunt mouth spurt a hot glob 
of juice. He'd figured out by now that girls creamed just like boys when 
they got horny. Just as his erect cock would leak juice, so her aroused cunt 
would drip and cream when she got really hot. 

So he'd learned something new and useful-frig her bumhole, and she'd cream. 
He inched his finger in deeper and found her rectum tight and slick and 
scalding. Tammy shivered with pleasure as he gradually worked his finger all 
the way to the last knuckle in her clenching steamy little hole. Then he 
began to wriggle it around, and she gave a shrill squeal of pleasure. 

"EEEEEE," she wailed, "ohhh, Rob, that feels GREAT!! ! " 

Weird as it seemed, she really liked it. She discovered that her ass-hole 
had the same sexy feelings as her cunt and clit, that it responded to erotic 
stimulation just as easily. Rob's probing finger felt terrifically exciting 
deep in her bowel. Her virgin pussy juiced furiously. 

Rob filed away that discovery and continued his exploration, popping his 
finger from her steamy pungent bumhole and moving farther up her moist hot 
crotch. He touched the swollen pink lips of her cunt and saw their faint 
fringe of platinum hair. Her fleshy pussylips were sensitive, too. When he 
rubbed the scalding-hot labia, she moaned with pleasure. 

"Oh, Rob, I'm really getting off on this," she sighed. "It feels so nice 
when you touch me down there...." 

Rob was glad of that, because he was getting off on it, too. He found it 
very exciting to explore his very first pussy. He slipped a finger between 
the plump pouting pink lips of her cunt and found the pencil-wide wet hole 
where his cock would go if she let him ball her. He wriggled the tip of his 
finger into it. 

"Oooooo," Tammy moaned, "nice...." 

Her little virgin cunt was even tighter and slicker and hotter than her 
ass-hole. As Rob worked his finger up inside her, he thought longingly of 
how great it would be to have his cock in that juicily clinging nest. He got 
his finger about an inch up her seething little twat when he encountered a 
tough fleshy barrier. He poked at it, and Tammy flinched with pain. He 
remembered then that virgins had an obstruction like that, called a hymen, 
and he quickly removed his finger from her slick hot hole. 

He ran his finger up between the lightly furred lips of her mons and rubbed 
that funny little pink button of flesh, the one he'd rubbed earlier on the 
beach. Tammy really liked being touched there. She gave a shrill squeal, and 
hot heavy cream poured from her aroused box. She arched her slim curvy body 
and rubbed her greedy little clit against his finger, seeking more sweet 
friction. 

"Yeah, yeah," she whimpered, "touch me there, Rob, play with me...." 

Rob was always willing to find new ways to turn her on. On impulse he seized 
her hot fleshy pink clit between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead 
it. Tammy went wild with pleasure, moaning and bucking and creaming. He 
kneaded the little pink button more firmly, faster, and soon his hand was 
soaked with her cunt juice. 

"Oooooo," she crooned, "oooooo...." Tammy had loved everything he'd done to 
her so far, but this fast firm kneading of her little joy button was the 
best thing yet. She couldn't control the horny bucking of her body, and her 
sweet round tits jiggled furiously with her movements. She felt a strange 
melting sensation all through her belly, and then suddenly a blast of 
pleasure that almost made her faint. It rocked her whole body and made her 
wail loudly. "AHHHHH," she screamed. Rob was surprised at the violence of 
her reaction until he realized that she must be cumming. That little pink 
button was certainly the key to her response. She wailed and writhed and 
shook for a long moment, then flopped back with a loud sigh and a big grin. 

"Oh, wow," she panted, "I don't know what you did to me, Rob, but it felt 
fantastic." 

"You came," he said proudly. "Came?" Tammy said. 

She looked puzzled. She'd just had her very first orgasm, but she didn't 
know it and didn't know what it was called. No matter she felt pleasantly 
fulfilled and ready for new fun. She sat up, grabbed Rob, and tugged him 
down on the couch. Settling him onto his back, she slipped to the rug and 
knelt beside him. 

My turn to look at you, she said impishly. 

Rob sighed. He'd much rather have tried fucking, but he was still a little 
shy about asking her. It was a pretty big step. He lay limp and submissive 
on his back as Tammy leaned forward to study his cock, fanning it with her 
hot moist breath. For once in his teenage life he didn't have a hard-on. Her 
violent climax had frightened him till he understood what it was. 

"Hey," she said wonderingly, "your cock isn't big and stiff, not like it was 
this afternoon." 

"I don't have a hard-on yet," he said, "but I bet I will very soon." 

Tammy didn't mind. She kind of got off on seeing him that way, his pale 
boy-peter limp and soft and tiny. She reached out and picked it up gingerly, 
resting it on the palm of her hand. She toyed with the soft wrinkled tip, 
marveling at how warm and silky the flesh was. But there were lots more 
parts of him she wanted to explore. 

"Hey, Rob, open your legs so I can see better, okay?" she said. 

Rob obeyed, feeling a little embarrassed to expose himself like that, but 
soon her soft hot touch soothed him. She ran her hand over his crotch from 
ass-hole to balls and back again. He felt her little fingertip rimming his 
tight wrinkled bumhole, and he understood instantly why she'd gotten off 
when he did that to her. It felt naughtily exciting. 

"Yeah, nice," he sighed. 

Tammy was determined to return the favor, pay him back for all the nice 
things he'd done for her. That cumming business was really great, and she 
wanted to make him cum, too, if she could. She'd start with his ass-hole, 
assuming it was as receptive as her own. She popped the tip of her little 
finger inside the clenched brownie and felt the slick hot flesh of his 
rectum. 

"AWWW," Rob yelped. 

It felt terrific to have her slim little finger snaking up his ass-hole. He 
was surprised at how good it felt. Hot pleasure burned in his belly, and he 
felt his cock rising into sudden stiff life. Tammy noticed it, too. Still 
working her stiff little finger up his tight slick bumhole, she stared at 
his twitching prick. 

"Hey, what's your cock doing?" she said. 

"Gettin' hard," Rob panted. 

It certainly was! Tammy watched in wonder as the soft wrinkled little prick 
twitched, lurched, and began to grow. It got long and stiff and thick right 
before her wide blue eyes. The wrinkled foreskin drew itself back to uncover 
the cherry-red gleaming head of his cock. The little slit mouth drooled a 
bright droplet of juice. 

"Wow," she said, very impressed. 

She popped her finger from his seething tight ass-hole and explored farther 
up between his legs. There was a flat blank space where a girl would have a 
cunt, and then the two rosy balloons of his swollen young balls. When she'd 
looked before, they were in his limp wrinkled sac. Now they were round and 
taut, almost the size of golf balls. 

She gently touched and rubbed them, finding them hot and throbbing and 
satiny. Rob moaned blissfully. "That feels real nice, Tammy," he said, "but 
just don't press too hard. A guy is really sensitive there." 

"Okay, Rob," she said breathlessly. 

She really liked touching his nuts. She cupped them in her hands and 
squeezed gently and rhythmically. Rob moaned softly as she pressed, and more 
juice bubbled from his cock-head and dribbled down the swollen, blue-veined 
shaft. She figured out that boys creamed, just like girls, when they got 
aroused. 

Rob thought he was going to shoot his load any second. He'd never felt 
anything so nice as Tammy's gentle soft hands massaging his tender bloated 
nut sac. His cock got harder and harder, till it was pointing right up at 
the ceiling and ready to burst. He couldn't restrain his moans and sighs. 

"Oh, wow, Tammy," he whined, "that feels fine, just great. . . Play with my 
cock, too, okay? I could really dig that." 

"I was just going to do that," she said with a mischievous laugh. 

She kept one soft hand pumping his balls, and with the other she tickled his 
tight-curled brown bush and then seized the base of his rigid young cock, 
wrapping her fingers snugly around the hard stalk. She started moving her 
hand upward, pumping gently and teasingly, arousing his already frantic 
cock. Big globs of juice rolled out of his cherry-red cockhead and down onto 
her fingers, making her pumping very slick. 

"Awww, Christ," Rob whined. 

He couldn't figure out why it was so much more exciting to have a girl jack 
him off than it was when he did it himself. There was no doubt about it, 
though. Tammy's hot little fist was driving him wild with pleasure, and he 
felt his balls swelling and tensing, getting ready to shoot. 

Tammy felt the stiff hot rod in her fist, throbbing and twitching as if it 
had a life of its own. Rob's face was pink with lusty excitement, and he 
breathed loud and fast. He began to arch his slim tan body, feeding his 
rigid young prick in and out of her fist. She sensed from the motion of his 
cock that he wanted faster pumping, and she gave it to him, zipping her 
juice-soaked fingers up and down his straining erect dick. 

"Awww, Jesus, YEAH," Rob wailed. "Yeah, jack me OFF, Tammy ... Ohhh, man, 
I'm gonna CUMMMM!! " 

Tammy kept pumping his handsome pale cock briskly in her fist, and she saw a 
strange thing happen. Rob gave a shrill yelp, and then fat globs of thick 
cream shot from the little slit mouth of his cock. They shot high into the 
air, then splattered down on his belly. His face twisted in a leer of 
pleasure. 

"Awww," he whined, "AWYVWWW!! ! " 

So that was how boys came. If his cock was inside her, if they were fucking, 
all that hot sticky cream would go into her. It gave Tammy a funny melting 
feeling to think about it. She'd just cum herself, but her greedy little 
pussy started to get moist and interested again. Rob's stiff finger had felt 
so nice in her cunt. Wouldn't his silky long prick feel even better? 

Tammy made up her mind then and there to ask Rob to fuck her. She'd lost all 
her fears and hesitation. She was dying to know what it would feel like. She 
felt Rob settling back on the couch after his sharp hard climax, his prick 
going limp and wrinkled and small in her hand. She let it slip from her 
grasp, and it went splatting onto his thigh. 

"Hey, thanks, Tammy," he said with a grateful sigh. "I really needed that. 
It felt great." 

"I'm glad, Rob," she said. "Now how can I get you hard again?" 

He laughed. "Are you kidding? What for?" he said. 

"Because I want to fuck," said Tammy. 

He gawked at her. He couldn't believe what he'd heard. It was just too good 
to be true, damn it. For two years now, ever since he'd become a teenager, 
he'd been aching, dying, to get into a girl's pants, but he knew how slim 
the chances were. Yet here was his beautiful little blonde cousin just 
out-and-out asking him to ball her. "Huh?" he said stupidly. 

Tammy gave an impatient sigh. "I wanta fuck," she said, "ball, screw, get it 
on. You know. What's the matter, Rob, don't you want to do it?" 

He took a deep breath. Now he was sure he'd heard right. "I sure as hell 
DO," he said. "Yeah, let's get my prick hard again, Tammy, and then we'll do 
it. Maybe you could pump it like you did before." 

"Right," she said eagerly. 

She curled her juice-sticky hot fingers around his prick once again and 
began to pump it briskly. Rob settled back with a happy sigh. Her touch felt 
great, and even though he'd just cum, he already felt the stirrings of 
renewed interest in his balls. In just a moment she'd have him hard again, 
and at last he could lose his damned virginity. He could hardly wait to see 
how it would feel, his hard cock deep in that fiery wet little hole of 
hers.... 

He happened to glance out the window. He gawked, then yelped. 

"Oh, Christ, here come our folks," he said frantically. "QUICK, we better 
get dressed." 

The kids fumbled into their clothes, cursing the grownups for interrupting 
them once again.... 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

They had their sailing expedition, a late supper on the beach, and everyone 
went to bed early, exhausted from the long day and the fresh salty air. 
There was a lot of tossing and turning that night, though, as the four 
occupants of the cabin tried to conquer their secret lusts and get to sleep. 

Tammy and Rob thought tantalizingly of each other, separated only by a thin 
wall. If it hadn't been for their parents, the two horny teenage virgins 
would have been on each other in a second, balling like crazy. Tammy was 
determined to get around that obstacle, though. Somehow she and Rob would be 
alone together, with time to do whatever they wanted.... 

Jim cursed his aching hard-on, the swollen throbbing erection that wouldn't 
go away. Guilty visions of his sister kept popping into his mind, Joy naked 
on the beach, big creamy breasts wobbling, Joy rubbing her soaked little 
clit, blue eyes rolling as she came ... He finally had to get up and go into 
the John and jerk off. Damn it, he just had to stop thinking those filthy 
thoughts about his sister.... 

In the next room Joy was thinking "filthy" thoughts about him. She simply 
couldn't get her mind off yesterday's vision of Jim in the shower, naked and 
powerful and hairy, his enormous thick pale cock wagging before him. Then 
this morning when he'd caught her naked on the beach, she'd almost died of 
lust. She wanted a man so badly, she could even contemplate getting it on 
with her BROTHER. She felt sick and ashamed. Silently she rubbed her 
ever-needy clit into climax, not particularly enjoying it, just wanting to 
get those evil ideas out of her mind for a few hours.... 

The next morning Jim had to drive into town for groceries. After cleaning 
the cabin and washing the dishes, Joy found herself restless, unable to sit 
and read. She wanted a long, long walk on the beach to wear herself out, but 
she worried about leaving the kids alone together. They certainly had acted 
strange when she and Jim got back to the cabin yesterday. 

It had looked very suspicious, in fact. As she and Jim came in the door, 
Tammy and Rob were just sitting down, as far apart as they could get in the 
small front room of the cabin. Their faces were flushed and their hair 
tousled. They even looked as if they'd put their clothes on hastily. 

That had to be ridiculous, of course. Kids that age might make out a little, 
kiss and fondle, but surely they couldn't have been fucking. Joy tried to 
assure herself that they wouldn't do such a thing. She'd talk to Jim about 
it later and see if he shared her concern. The immediate question was, did 
she dare go for a walk and leave Tammy and Rob alone in the cabin? 

"Honey," she said to Tammy, who was drying the dishes, "I feel like going 
for a long walk. Will you be okay without me?" She looked Tammy right in the 
eye and put emphasis on the word "okay", hoping her daughter would get the 
message. Joy was too embarrassed to come right out and tell Tammy her 
suspicions. 

Tammy looked at her with wide innocent blue eyes. "Oh, sure, Mom," she said, 
"I'll be fine. Rob's going to see if he can hunt up a couple of surfboards 
for us and teach me how to surf. That oughtta be a lot of fun." 

Joy gave a big sigh of relief. Her evil suspicions had to be unfounded. The 
kids were too young to be sex crazy. They'd just spend the day in good clean 
fun. She felt ashamed of herself for suspecting them. 

"That sounds wonderful, Tammy," she said. "Have a nice time. I'll see you in 
a couple of hours." 

"Okay, Mom," Tammy said. "You have a nice walk." 

Tammy smiled sweetly as she watched her mother stroll away down the beach. 
Joy had bought that lie about the surfboards so readily. She certainly was 
innocent. Sometimes Tammy felt more sophisticated than her mother. 

She dried the last of the dishes and went into the front room where Rob was 
lounging on the couch with a comic book. "Hey, Rob," she said slyly, "you 
wanta have some fun?" 

He tossed the comic book aside and approached her with an eager lusty 
grin.... 

Joy walked and walked, thinking all the time about her terrible dilemma. The 
problem was very clear-she needed a man in the worst way, needed someone to 
assuage her constant lust. The solution wasn't so clear, wasn't clear at 
all. Where would she find the man? There were no cabins near theirs, and the 
town was miles away. She might be stuck there the whole summer without a 
lover, three months of agony. She didn't know what to do. She could hardly 
put an ad in the paper. "Horny divorcee seeks well-hung stud." Sure, that 
would be just great. 

After about an hour of walking, Joy came to an isolated tiny beach 
surrounded by high rocky cliffs. She managed to reach it by wading around 
the rocks in the low tide. She hadn't been there very long when she realized 
her mistake. The tide was coming in fast, and she was trapped on that little 
beach till it went out again. Shit, how stupid of her-she'd have to stay at 
least three hours. 

Well, she might as well make the best of it. Fortunately, she'd remembered 
to bring a blanket and a book. She spread out the blanket and settled down 
with her book, a murder mystery, but she couldn't keep her mind on it. She 
felt that all-too-familiar nagging lust in her pussy, that warm wet itch 
that wouldn't quit. 

The printed page blurred before her eyes, and she drifted into helpless 
visions of her brother. She saw Jim's magnificent muscled body, his pale 
thick semi-erect prick. Cream saturated the crotch of her panties, and she 
moaned softly. She hated herself for thinking of her own brother that way. 

"Oh, HELL," she said. 

She tossed the book aside, stood up quickly, and began to strip off her 
clothes. Time for another ice-cold dip in the sea to cool her passions. It 
hadn't worked very well yesterday. Even after damn near freezing her ass off 
in the icy water, she'd still been horny, still had to beat off. Today she'd 
just stay in longer, damn it. She had to get those nasty thoughts out of her 
mind. 

Joy raced naked into the surf and waded out to waist-deep water. She plunged 
in, shrieking as the painfully cold water engulfed her tender warm breasts. 
She forced herself to swim till she was blue and shivering with the cold. 
Then she staggered up onto the beach and fell onto her blanket. 

It was no go. She was still hotly horny. She sobbed with frustration. My 
God, couldn't she do anything to stop this shameful incessant lust? Sure, 
she could. She could get laid. She knew damn well that was the only 
solution. She just didn't have a man to do it for her, that was all. 

Sighing loudly, she rolled over onto her back and exposed her chilled tits 
and belly to the hot sun. It was so bright she had to close her eyes. She 
drifted into a semi-doze, and the evil thoughts came back again. She didn't 
try to resist them this time. She felt too weak, too lusty, to try to 
control herself. 

She let in the vivid image of Jim naked, concentrating on that superb thick 
eight-inch prick. She imagined it absolutely rigid and creaming, easing 
deliciously into her starved boiling cunt. My God, that would feel great ... 
She slipped a hand down to caress her wet curly blonde muff, to stimulate 
her moist little clit. 

Okay, so she was going to give into temptation and frig herself. She wasn't 
proud of it, but it was better than writhing with lust, and it was better 
than thinking those awful incestuous thoughts about her brother. Yes, she'd 
masturbate and satisfy her lust for awhile. Then maybe she could think of 
something else for a change. 

Eyes closed, big white thrusting breasts pointing at the sky, Joy slipped a 
finger between the fat furry lips of her mons and touched the red-hot moist 
button of her clit. Even the icy sea water couldn't cool that part of her. 
She wondered if anything could. She began to rub the little fleshy nub, 
moaning with pleasure. She parted her long shapely legs a little wider. She 
still had about two hours to spend on this little beach before the water was 
shallow enough to wade off. She might as well enjoy herself.... 

Rodney Coleman caught the big wave and followed it, keeping with the curl, 
not caring if he was swept away from the beach and his friends. It was the 
first decent wave of the day and might be the only one. He intended to take 
full advantage of it. It really pissed him off to hang around for hours and 
not get in any decent surfing. This long ride might cool his irritation. 

Rod was twenty-five years old, six-feet-five, and had powerful massive 
shoulders. He looked like a dangerous character-and he was. He didn't care 
for the middle-class nine-to-five world. He roamed with a motorcycle gang 
and worked only when he had to. His coal-black hair was shoulder-length and 
unkempt. He had a big knife scar down the left side of his face. 

The wave was magnificent, and he lost himself in the fun of it for a long 
time. Finally it petered out, and he found that he'd drifted far away from 
the big beach where the rest of the gang was drinking beer and lounging 
around. He didn't mind. That wave had been worth it. He just had to figure 
out how to get back to his friends. 

Straight ahead on the shore was a small isolated beach. He didn't want to go 
there. He'd be trapped by the tide. He started to paddle his board away from 
it, back toward the gang, then stopped. There was someone on that beach, and 
it looked a helluva lot like a naked woman. Rod paddled closer, squinting 
for a better view. His rugged face broke into a delighted grin. Jesus, it 
was a naked broad, and a beautiful one. 

He paddled for all he was worth, knowing the pounding surf would cover any 
noise he made. As he got closer to the little beach he confirmed his first 
impression. A gorgeous tall blonde, in her thirties, lay stark naked on a 
blanket. She had big firm boobs, long good legs, and she was a real blonde, 
too-her glistening muff was the same light honey color as her hair. 

Rod felt his cock go rigid between his belly and the board. Christ, what a 
piece of luck. The blonde was obviously trapped on the beach, waiting for 
the tide to go out, and nobody would be able to get to them for at least an 
hour. He could do whatever he wanted with her. 

He paddled in till he could wade, then tucked his board under his arm and 
came in silently. His grin got wider. The blonde had her hand on her muff, 
one finger inside the glistening furry lips, rubbing her clit. So she was 
horny. That was just great. He intended to do something about it. He'd give 
her something a lot better than her own finger.... 

He walked to within ten feet of her, and she still didn't open her eyes. He 
was careful not to let his shadow fall on her or to make any noise, though 
he was ready to growl with lust. She was a beautiful woman, like something 
out of the movies. She was blissfully masturbating, her pretty face flushed 
and grinning. 

Rod silently set down his surf board and quickly skinned out of his Wet 
bathing suit. He looked down at his cock and saw with satisfaction that it 
was stiff and ready, eight, thick, rosy inches of drooling meat. That blonde 
was in for a very pleasant surprise. He walked up to her and stood between 
her widely-stretched legs, eying the moist pink flesh of her exposed pussy. 
His shadow fell over her.... 

It took a moment for Joy to react. She was just about to bring herself off, 
her finger tickling deliciously over her soaked hot clit, when a shadow fell 
over her. Damn, was it going to rain? She opened her eyes, blinked, and 
gawked. Her mouth fell open. For a long moment she just stared in total 
surprise. 

A man was standing over her, a powerful tall young man who looked like 
something out of Hell's Angels. He had long black greasy hair and a big scar 
on his face. He was grinning savagely. He was stark naked, and he had an 
enormous, obscene hard-on. Joy's eyes crept down to his cock-it was 
incredibly long and thick and rigid, the purple bulbous head drooling big 
drops of cream. It weaved lewdly, heavily before him, springing from a wiry 
nest of black hairs. 

Suddenly she realized how she must look, and she blushed scarlet and whipped 
her juice-soaked finger out of her snatch. Oh, God, how humiliating to be 
caught like that, frigging herself life a guilty little kid. The man leered 
down at her, all too obviously aware of what she'd been doing. She could 
have died of shame. 

"Wh-what do you want?" she said weakly. 

He chuckled. "Well, lady," he said, "I was surfing out there, and I couldn't 
help noticing you. Seems a shame that a gorgeous chick like you should have 
to frig herself, and it seems a shame that this nice big bone-on should go 
to waste. I thought we might help each other out." 

Joy blushed furiously. "Go away," she said nervously. 

He laughed again, a harsh raspy sound, and dropped to his knees. His big 
hard knees were between her tender thighs, forcing them wide apart. He 
looked hungrily at her soaked gleaming pink slit. Joy screamed and pushed at 
his shoulders, but he seized her wrists and pinned them down at her sides. 

"Come on, baby," he said, "don't fight it. We both need it. Let's just relax 
and have some fun, okay?" 

"No," Joy said, "my God, nooooo." 

She was a decent woman. She wasn't going to open her legs to a perfect 
stranger. She resisted, trying to wrench her arms free, trying to close her 
legs. It was no use at all. The man was enormously strong. He held her 
effortlessly in place. His huge rosy cock poked lewdly at her moist slit, 
only inches away. 

"What's your hang-up, doll?" he said with some irritation. "You frigid or 
something?" 

"N-no," Joy said, starting to sob, "but I'm no whore. I won't do it with 
anybody, with a complete stranger." 

He sneered. "What! You want I should marry you first?" he said 
contemptuously. "Come on, baby, it's just a simple fuck. Fun for both of us, 
no strings attached. Now why don't you just relax, before I have to get 
rough? I could hurt you bad. I'm gonna ball you no matter what you do, so 
why don't you just relax and enjoy it?" 

Joy knew he could hurt her, break her bones easily, and the fear made her 
stop struggling. Better to hurt her pride than her body. She lay back 
submissive and trembling, and the scar-faced young surfer grinned down at 
her. 

"That's better," he said. "Now you're being smart." 

He eased himself down on her, and she felt the huge hot knobby head of his 
dick poking hard against her tender pussy. He seemed to want to take his 
time. He didn't try to penetrate her right away, just left his enormous hard 
cock between her thighs, pressed against her soaked hot slit. He planted his 
mouth on her left nipple and sucked it in, hard and fast. He sucked on it 
loudly. 

"UHHH," Joy gasped. 

Hot stunning pleasure ripped through her body as the stranger sucked hotly, 
wetly on her tender pink nipple. Her pussy seemed to flame with unbearable 
need. She'd been so long without sex, so desperate for it, that even the 
rough touch of this callous rapist aroused her. She fought to keep her horny 
body still, to stifle her moans of joy. 

It would be the final humiliation to let him know how much she needed him, 
how excited he was making her. She concentrated her whole being on staying 
still and quiet. He sucked loudly on her nipple awhile, then slowly moved 
his face down her sleek golden body, kissing and licking right into the 
bright damp puff of her mons. 

"Nooooo," Joy whimpered. 

"What's the matter, baby," he panted, "you don't like to have your pussy 
licked? I thought you might get off on it." 

Joy couldn't tell him that she wanted it more than anything in the world. 
She wanted it so much, she knew she'd lose her self-control and go wanton 
and lusty on him, revealing her shameful need. She whined for him to stop, 
but he paid no attention. His wet rough tongue slithered over her burning 
clit, rimmed the gushing mouth of her cunt. He tongued her swollen wet pussy 
roughly, rapidly. 

"Ahhhhh, GOD," Joy wailed. 

She couldn't help it. The pleasure was just too great. She forgot everything 
but the stunning joy of having her pussy licked and tongued. He didn't have 
to force her thighs apart any more. They fell wide open of their own accord, 
and she whined and moaned and creamed all over his face. 

He ate her pussy till she was sobbing with pleasure, and then he settled 
back a little and rammed the huge hard head of his cock into the scalding 
wet pit of her cunt mouth. He penetrated her about an inch, and her starved 
twat closed tight around his huge purple cock-head, seizing it greedily. She 
whined with frustration when he didn't move. 

"Tell me," he said, leering at her, "tell me you want it-or you don't get 
it. I can just stand up and jack off. It's your choice, doll." 

She hated herself for it, but she had to have him. She thought she'd die if 
she didn't get more of that magnificent thick cock inside her. Nothing else 
seemed to matter now. It had been so long since she'd been fucked, and she 
needed it desperately. 

"Yes," she whimpered, "yes, I want it ... Fuck me, please, PLEASE...." 

He grinned and eased himself into her, slowly forcing his thick hard dick up 
her tight slick little twat. Joy wailed with pleasure as she felt her 
famished cunt stuffed clear to her womb. He began to ball her in hard fast 
brutal strokes, just the way she craved it. 

"You dig that, baby?" he panted. "Feel good to you?" 

"Oh, God, YES," Joy wailed, "yessss ... I love it. . . Don't stop...." 

He didn't. In just another moment she was cumming, her pent-up need released 
at last in a mind-blasting orgasm that rocked her body. He watched her, 
leering, but he didn't slacken his pace. He worked his big brutish cock 
steadily in her flooded, nipping box, on and on, making her cum so many 
times she lost count. She didn't know how long it lasted, maybe half an 
hour, but the blanket beneath her was dripping wet with her creamy cum. She 
went out of her mind, shrieking and wailing, throwing her legs high in the 
air each time she came. 

At last he moaned hoarsely and shot his heavy sizzling load into her. As he 
stood up and pulled on his trunks, he gave her a final nasty leer and said, 
"You better get yourself a steady man, honey. You're really hard up." 

"No shit," Joy said miserably. 

He picked up his surfboard and waded out into the water, not even glancing 
back at her. She was consumed with shame and self-loathing. She'd given 
herself to a complete stranger, an animalistic beach ass, and she'd behaved 
like a wanton slut. She couldn't sink much lower than that. 

There was something even worse, though, something that made her sob with 
guilt and shame. All the time that man had been balling her, she'd been 
thinking of her brother Jim.... 

 CHAPTER SIX 

While Joy was having her unexpected adventure with the young surfer, Jim was 
on his way back from town with the groceries. He drove at a leisurely pace, 
not caring to compete with the maniacs who were exceeding the speed limit, 
passing on curves, weaving over the centerline, and otherwise making 
themselves candidates for the meat wagon. He wanted to live a long, long 
time. 

Just one thing was bugging him on that beautiful hot summer day. He was 
horny as usual-and he couldn't get those wicked thoughts of Joy out of his 
head. He felt ashamed of himself, but he kept seeing her naked on the beach, 
blonde and stacked, and he felt a surging heat in his loins. 

"Pervert," he said. It didn't help. "Sickie. Sex fiend." 

Calling himself names was no good. He needed a woman in the worst way, but 
he didn't want just any woman. She'd have to be bright and sexy and 
beautiful-just like his sister. Damn it all, there had to be millions of 
attractive women right there in California, but he couldn't seem to find 
them. He felt like if he didn't get laid soon, he'd die. 

Rounding a curve, he saw a hitchhiker ahead, but at that distance he 
couldn't tell if it was a girl or a boy. Hippies all dressed alike. This 
person had jeans, jacket, long hair. Jim slowed down, deciding that if it 
was a guy, he'd pick him up for company. Having somebody to talk to might 
take his mind off sex for awhile, which would be a welcome relief. 

As he went by the hitchhiker, he saw that it was a girl, and he started to 
speed up again, but she was already running up to his car. What the hell, he 
thought. She needed a ride as much as any boy did, and perhaps they might 
talk. He stopped and waited, and she quickly piled in the passenger side, 
tossing her backpack into the back seat. 

"Hey, thanks a lot, mister," she said breathlessly. "I've been standing 
there for hours. I thought I'd never get a ride." 

"I'm just going about twenty miles," said Jim, "then I'm taking a cutoff for 
the beach." 

"Oh, well, it's better than nothing," she said, taking off her jacket. 

She was a girl, all right. With that bulky jacket, he hadn't been able to 
tell, but with the tight T-shirt there was no doubt at all. The girl had big 
ripe thrusting tits and was wearing no bra. He could see the bumpy points of 
her erect nipples. He jerked his eyes back to the road, blushing. 

"Where you headed?" he said, trying to make chatter. 

"Seattle," she sighed. "I go to school there. Been seeing friends in San 
Diego." 

"Helluva long way to hitchhike," said Jim. "Aren't you afraid of trouble, 
being all by yourself?" 

She chuckled softly. "Lots of guys try to make me," she said, "but I know 
karate pretty well, so lots of guys get surprised. And if that doesn't stop 
them, I have a knife. I know how to use it, too." 

"Well," Jim said with a nervous laugh, "I guess I can put all my lecherous 
thoughts aside." 

She didn't reply, just smiled at him serenely and confidently. He could bet 
she never took on a man she didn't want. She was a big girl, maybe 
five-nine, and strong. She was attractive, though, in an Amazonian way, with 
long legs, lithe body, and thrusting big breasts. Her thick dark hair was 
clean and shining, falling to her shoulders. Her clothes were clean, too. 
She must have been in her early twenties. 

"My name's Myra," she said. "What's yours." 

"Jim," he said, "Jim Stewart. I have a scuba shop in Los Angeles." 

"Far out," she said. "I really dig diving." 

They got into a talk about that, much to Jim's relief. He'd found himself 
getting far too interested in the girl. She reminded him too much of Joy. 
The tall busty figure was almost identical to his sister's. He told himself 
firmly that when he got back to L.A. in the fall, he'd find himself a girl. 
This nagging horniness, these endless thoughts of sex, were getting to be 
one huge pain in the ass. 

They chatted away, and before he knew it, he'd reached the cutoff for the 
beach. Too bad-he'd enjoyed Myra's company. She was a bright kid, not the 
usual dope-muddled type who usually hitched rides. 

"I turn off here," he said, pulling over to the side of the road. "Sorry. I 
wish I could have been more help." 

Myra didn't move. She put her arm over the back of the seat and faced him, 
smiling. In that position her gorgeous big tits were pointing right at him. 
Jim couldn't help looking. The huge melon-shaped boobs stretched and 
strained the tight clinging T-shirt. He felt a rush of longing that melted 
his loins. 

"Look," said Myra, "I don't like to waste time playing games, so I'll come 
right to the point. You turn me on, Jim. I like you. And I'm horny. Would 
you like to get it on?" 

Jim felt himself blushing right down to his socks. He'd never been 
propositioned before. He'd fantasized about it, but now that it was really 
happening, he felt awkward and embarrassed. He wondered if he'd be man 
enough for this hippie Amazon. He wondered if he even remembered how-it'd 
been two years since he'd been laid. 

"I'm very flattered, Myra," he said. "I-I just don't know. You took me by 
surprise." 

She smiled and said, "While you're thinking it over, why don't you drive up 
that little road there?" 

There was a little-used road just off the highway that went back into the 
trees. Jim drove up it, trying desperately to think. Of course he wanted to 
ball, no question about it, but did this girl excite him enough? His cock 
wasn't hard. He could have kicked himself. A great opportunity like this, 
and he couldn't even get it up. Some nagging guilty thought, too vague to 
identify, was keeping his cock limp. 

The road came to an end in thick brush, hiding them well from the highway. 
Jim parked and turned to look at Myra. She still had that calm confident 
smile, and she looked gorgeous. Damn it, what was the matter with him? His 
cock was still tiny and limp, useless. 

"What did you decide?" she said. Her voice was a little husky with horny 
anticipation. 

"I find you very attractive, Myra," he said, "and I'd like to get it on with 
you. I seem to have a problem, though." 

"Tell me about it," she said. "Maybe I can help." 

Jim didn't hesitate. She was a stranger he'd never see again, so it was safe 
to tell her his secrets. He told about his failing marriage, his wife's 
death, and the way he couldn't get hot for women any more, even though he 
was constantly plagued with lust. He told, blushing and stammering, about 
how the only woman who aroused him, who made his cock go hard, was his own 
sister. 

Myra listened patiently, then said sympathetically, "That's not unusual or 
abnormal, Jim. Lots of people get turned on by their relatives. It's natural 
because you're close to them and you love them. And it sounds like your 
sister is a really gorgeous chick. You shouldn't feel guilty." 

"Myra," he said, "what are you studying in Seattle?" 

"Psychiatry," she said with a laugh. 

He laughed, too, and it broke the spell of his tension. Myra took his hands 
and placed them on the hot thrusting cones of her big breasts. He closed his 
hands around the soft globes and felt a big wave of horny longing. Yes, he 
could make it with this girl, no problem.... 

"That's better," she said huskily. "You're gonna be just fine, Jim." 

She held his hands clasped to her large firm boobs, and she leaned forward 
and kissed him hotly, wriggling her slick tongue deep into his mouth. Jim 
responded eagerly, slicing his tongue between her lips, squeezing her 
luscious big tits. 

Myra moaned happily and pressed her thrusting breasts harder against his 
palms. 

"Wait," she said, panting, "just a second...." 

Jim took his hands away, and she quickly pulled off the T-shirt and dropped 
it on the floor. Her breasts were gorgeous, large firm creamy cones with 
large light brown nipples. The pouting boobs jiggled daintily, enticingly, 
as she leaned toward him again. Her brown eyes were moist and glazed with 
longing, her naturally red lips swollen. 

"Play with my tits again, Jim," she said. 

He found it a colossal turn-on. He'd been a fool to think that no woman 
could attract him any more. All he had to do was touch, get close, try, and 
all his natural instincts took over. He slid his hands under her heavy hot 
breasts and gently cupped them. It was great to fondle tits again, to feel 
those big fistfuls of creamy warm flesh. 

"Ummm," Myra purred. 

Her heavily lashed eyes fluttered, and she leaned back limp against the 
seat, letting him play with her sensitive hot tits. Jim bent down and 
flicked her soft beige nipples with the wet tip of his tongue. She gasped 
with excitement. He went on tonguing the light brown cones, and before long 
they were erect and bumpy with arousal. 

"That's nice," she said, sighing loudly, "real nice ... Should we take off 
the rest of our clothes, Jim?" 

"Yes," he said, "but let's not stay in the car. It's too cramped. I have a 
blanket." 

"Great," she said with a grin. 

He got the blanket out of the trunk, and they wandered a little way into the 
woods till they found a little clearing with a soft mossy floor. Jim spread 
the blanket, and Myra quickly shucked the rest of her clothes. He couldn't 
help staring. He watched her remove her hiking boots, socks, and jeans, and 
then she wasn't a hippie any more, just a gorgeous tall chick in a tiny pair 
of blue bikini panties. Her big pale breasts wobbled heavily as she moved. 
She slipped her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and started 
inching the garment down. 

All the while she looked at Jim and smiled. There was nothing shy or phony 
about Myra. She wanted him, wanted to ball, and she didn't hide it. 

"Join me," she said with a laugh. "Or are you gonna do it with your clothes 
on?" 

Jim blushed and quickly pulled off his T-shirt. The girl looked admiringly 
at his broad tan hair-matted chest. He reached for the snap of his jeans but 
just fumbled blindly at it while he watched Myra take off her panties. She 
stood facing him squarely, not the least bit modest, as she inched down the 
little silky garment. 

Jim saw the first lush black pussy curls popping into view. He licked his 
lips. Down went the panties, steadily revealing her thick glossy black bush. 
Myra had a rather large muff, a thick triangle extending halfway to her 
belly button. That appealed to him, even though it wasn't as dainty and 
pretty as Joy's golden fur patch-but he didn't want to think about Joy right 
now. 

Myra grinned as she let her panties waft down her long tan legs, then 
stepped out of them. She lay down on the blanket and let her thighs fall 
open slightly, giving him a tantalizing shadowy view of her lush scarlet 
slit. The flesh was moist and gleaming. She was ready for him, all right.... 

Jim unsnapped his jeans, unzipped his fly, and quickly skinned out of the 
tight pants. He hesitated with his jockey shorts because he still didn't 
have a hard-on. He wanted this girl badly, but something was holding him 
back, some vague nagging guilt. 

Myra seemed to understand. She said gently, "Go ahead and undress, Jim. It's 
going to be all right, I promise." 

He sighed and stepped out of his shorts, feeling ashamed of his pale limp, 
useless dick. He walked over to her, and she licked her lips as she watched 
his soft, wagging cock. He lay down beside her and ran his hands over her 
warm silky body. She was delicious to touch, firm and sleek and fragrant. 

"I don't know if it appeals to you or not," she said, "but I could really 
dig it if you went down on me. If you don't want to, just say so." 

He didn't have to say anything. It happened to be just what he had in mind. 
This was a nice clean girl, nothing to hesitate over, and he could already 
feel the saliva pooling in his mouth as he thought of licking and tasting 
her pretty scarlet slit. He just grinned and gently pushed her silky thighs 
apart, then thrust his flushed face into her steamy crotch. 

"UMMMMM," Myra moaned, "oh yeah ... Eat me, baby...." 

Jim stuck out his red rough tongue and briskly lapped the plump scarlet 
button of her clit. She tasted nice. The little lump immediately went 
scorching hot and erect under his tongue, and as he lashed and licked it, 
Myra gave a hoarse sustained moan of pleasure. His chin pressed her steamy 
slit, and he felt the moist pussy flesh go swollen and hot and wet. Cream 
gushed from her cunt to soak his chin. 

"Oh, baby, that's GOOD," Myra groaned. "Yeah, lick my clit ... I love that, 
Jim...." 

He tongued her tasty hot little bud into stiff throbbing erection before 
moving on to explore the rest of her fragrant wet crotch. She was pretty 
down there, plump and red and healthy. He snaked his tongue between the 
swollen taut lips of her pussy and found the hot gushing mouth of her cunt. 
He wriggled his tongue up the steaming tight hole and found her thirsty box 
deliciously tight and slick and hot. He thrust his tongue into her all the 
way to the root. 

"Oooooo," Myra crooned, "oooooo, yessss ... Put your tongue up my cunt, 
lover ... God, that's gooood...." 

He tongue-fucked her lazily but deeply thrusting his slick red tongue in and 
out of her gushing hot twat. Myra moaned and squealed and clawed the blanket 
in her hot excitement. She let her silky thighs fall wide open, lewdly 
spread for him. Under his chin he could feel the little wrinkled mouth of 
her ass-hole opening and clenching in horny excitement. 

"Ummm, don't let me cum," Myra panted. "Wanta save it ... Ohhhhh, that's 
enough, baby...." 

Jim hated to stop, because her excitement was spreading to him, and he dug 
turning her on. Also when he stopped they were going to have to deal with 
the problem of his limp prick. He couldn't understand it. He was almost 
shaking with desire, wanting her in the worst way, but he still wasn't hard. 

He took his tongue from her flooded twat and licked lower down in her 
crotch, tickling the tight clenched mouth of her bumhole. Myra moaned with 
arousal and kept her long legs wide open to him. He pressed the slick hot 
tip of his tongue to the light brown wrinkled mouth of her ass and wriggled 
the tip inside. She gasped, and he felt her anus relaxing and opening for 
him. He wriggled his tongue in deeper. 

"Oooooo, GOD," Myra said hoarsely. 'That is SO exciting ... " 

Jim worked his tongue slowly up her tight scorching anus till he was in as 
far as he could go. Myra didn't even breathe while he penetrated her, but 
when he began jerking his tongue in cock-like motions deep in her fiery 
tight ass-hole, she wailed shrilly and creamed all over his face. 

"My God, my God," she whined. "Ohhhhh, Jim, darling, yessss ... Your tongue 
feels sooooo good in my ass...." 

He worked his tongue faster, harder, in her clinging slick nether passage, 
jerking it back and forth till the girl was almost sobbing with pleasure. At 
last Myra forced herself to sit up and push him away. Her handsome face was 
flushed, her brown eyes hot and glazed. She grinned mischievously at him. 

"My God, can you eat pussy," she said with a laugh. "I never expected that 
from a straight guy. You drove me right out of my skull. But now it's my 
turn to eat you, love." 

He hoped it would work. His little wrinkled prick was becoming a bigger 
embarrassment by the moment. Myra playfully pushed him onto his back and 
knelt over him, her big swaying tits nearly brushing the blanket. She pushed 
his hard hairy thighs open, and when he felt her hot moist breath on his 
crotch, he lay back and closed his eyes and let her do whatever she wanted. 

"You know why you're not hard?" she said, gently petting and rubbing his 
slack wrinkled balls. 

"Why?" Jim said bitterly. "You're the shrink, you tell me." 

"Because you feel guilty about wanting your sister," Myra said. "I want you 
to play a game, Jim. Pretend I'm your sister and that it's okay for us to 
get it on. Keep your eyes closed and pretend I'm Joy." 

Jim was a little shocked by her suggestion, but he did as she asked. Keeping 
his eyes tightly closed, he fantasized that his lovely blonde sister was 
bending over him, playing with his cock and balls. Myra's hot little tongue 
flashed out to tickle his limp nut sac and flabby pale cock-and he pretended 
it was Joy's tongue. 

It worked instantly. Myra was sucking his pitiful limp dick into her mouth 
when it suddenly sprang erect and long and hard, leaping to the back of her 
throat. His balls swelled up huge and taut, and his cockhead became enormous 
and knobby, plugging her throat. She gagged and pulled his cock out of her 
hot sucking mouth. 

"Christ," she said, "that really worked. You're hard as a rock-and I intend 
to take advantage of it." 

Jim opened his eyes then and saw Myra grinning as she straddled his loins. 
She knelt over him, bringing her dripping swollen pussy right over his 
heavily weaving stiff cock. She seized his big hard prick and plunged the 
knobby bulbous head into her hot wet cunt mouth. She slid down it, impaling 
herself on his big pale stalk, giving a husky moan of unashamed pleasure. 

"Oh, baby, are you hung," she sighed. "Your cock feels great in me, Jim. 
Come on, ball me, ball me hard...." 

Her cunt was tight and blazing and slick around him. After going two years 
without a woman, he couldn't hold himself back. He began to fuck her in deep 
hard fast strokes, slamming his thick meat all the way to her womb. He 
couldn't go slow, it felt so damned good. He hoped he wasn't being too rough 
for her-and when he looked up, he saw he wasn't. Myra liked it rough. 

"Yeah, YEAH," she gasped, "fuck meee ... God, that's good...." 

Jim gave himself up to the pleasure of it, forgetting everything else. He 
worked his hungry stiff cock endlessly in her burning tight box and brought 
her off again and again. Myra didn't hide her dizzy pleasure. She wailed, 
swayed, and creamed heavily all over his crotch. Her fiery-hot cunt nipped 
his dick almost flat each time she came. 

At last he couldn't hold out any longer, and with a bellow of pleasure he 
shot his load into her. He writhed and bucked for long delicious moments 
until his prick finally went limp and slipped from her soaked hot hole. Myra 
grinned triumphantly at him. 

"You're a fantastic lay, Jim," she said, giving a big satisfied sigh. 

"You, too," he said. "But, Myra, I still feel funny about-well, the way you 
got me hard. Pretending it was Joy." 

"Jim," she said, "take my word for it, you're not a pervert. Lots of guys 
get the hots for their sisters. As long as it's not hurting anybody, what 
does it matter? For all you know, she's got the hots for you, too." 

Jim blushed. 

He'd never thought of THAT! 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

While Jim was gone to town and Joy was taking her long walk on the beach, 
Tammy and Rob were having their own special kind of fun. Joy had hardly 
stepped out the cabin door, in fact, before the teenage cousins were in each 
other's arms, eagerly pawing each other. 

"My mother will be gone at least an hour," Tammy said. "How about your Dad? 
How soon before he gets back?" 

Rob sighed. "Not long, I'm afraid. He was just gonna pick up some groceries 
and come right home. He could be back in half an hour." 

"Damn," said Tammy with a big sigh, "I was hoping we'd have time to fuck, 
but I guess we better not take the chance." 

Rob sighed even louder. Yesterday when Tammy had first mentioned her 
willingness to ball him, it had seemed too good to be true. He'd tossed and 
turned all night thinking about it, trying to imagine how it would feel to 
work his stiff cock into her tiny slick cunt. Now she was telling him again 
that she wanted to fuck him-but their damned parents were spoiling things as 
usual. Somehow, some way, he and Tammy had to get a few hours alone 
together. 

"We could do it real quick," he said. 

She sighed. "Uh-unh, too dangerous," she said. "What if they walked in and 
caught us? Then the shit would really hit the fan, Rob. They probably 
wouldn't let us be alone together ever again." 

"You're right," he sighed. "We don't wanta risk that. I guess we'll just 
have to be patient. But, Tammy, when we do get a chance, you will fuck me, 
won't you? I mean, you're not just putting me on?" 

Tammy looked him fervently in the eyes and said, "I wouldn't lie to you, 
Rob. I'm no prick-teaser. Honest, I'm just dying to find out how it feels to 
ball, but I don't wanta risk them catching us." 

He believed her. Christ, what a situation-a beautiful little chick ready and 
willing for him to fuck her, but no opportunity. If only Joy and Jim would 
leave the house for a longer time, say a couple of hours ... His face lit up 
suddenly as he remembered something. 

"Oh, wow," he said excitedly, "I just remembered-they're going to a party 
tonight, down at the Johnsons', a couple miles down the beach. It's just for 
grownups. They'll be gone for hours." 

Tammy clapped her hands together and gave a little squeal. "Great," she 
said, "we can do it then. Oh, Rob, I'm so excited." 

He, too, was so excited his erect young cock threatened to burst right out 
of his jeans. He didn't know how he was going to wait till this evening. 
Tammy looked so delicious to him in her tight jeans and snug T-shirt, her 
pretty pouting tits poking out saucily without the confinement of a bra. He 
wanted to jump on her and fuck her right then and there. 

"Well," she sighed, "I guess there's nothing doing till this evening, then. 
I might as well get back to my chores." 

"Me, too," said Rob. "I'm supposed to be cutting fire wood. But could I just 
kiss you first, Tammy?" 

"Sure," she said. 

They hugged each other tightly, her saucy sharp tits flattening against his 
chest, and they pressed their mouths hotly together. They were getting very 
good at kissing, thanks to lots of practice. They opened their mouths and 
exchanged tongues in a long slow sensuous slithering motion. Rob felt his 
cock weep a big glob of juice, and Tammy felt her crotch going moist and hot 
with helpless cunt cream. 

"Ummm," she murmured. 

Rob couldn't contain himself. He just had to touch her. He slid his hands up 
under her T-shirt and cupped her naked tits. They were so nice to touch. The 
hot silky globes fit his hands perfectly, throbbing and pulsing against his 
palms. He squeezed the creamy little boobs gently but hungrily. Tammy liked 
it, he could tell. She moaned, and her little nipples went rigid and erect, 
tickling and nudging his palms. 

"Let me just play with your tits a little, okay?" he said, his voice croaky 
with desire. 

"Okay," she said, "but I won't take my shirt off. If they come in, I can 
pull it down fast." 

"Right," Rob said. 

He pushed her T-shirt up over her tits and found the pale globes swollen 
with arousal, sticking straight out. Her tiny pink nipples were rigid and 
bumpy, ultra-sensitive to his touch. He rubbed the pink cones with his 
thumbs, and Tammy flinched and moaned. A big rush of hot pussy cream soaked 
the crotch of her panties. 

Rob leaned down, stuck out his tongue, and began licking her erect pink 
nipples. He got a charge out of doing that. It was not only fun, but it got 
Tammy very excited, too. She squealed and jerked and dug her fingers into 
his shouders. Her nipples were very tender and receptive, and every time he 
flicked and lashed them with his slick hot tongue, her aroused virgin cunt 
creamed heavily and helplessly. She began to gasp with excitement. 

"Ohhh, Rob," she said finally, "I can't just sit here. This is driving me 
crazy. Let me play with your cock just a little, okay?" 

"Okay," he said without much reluctance. He was hoping she'd suggest it. He 
quickly unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his knees. If Joy or Jim 
came back suddenly, he could get his pants up in a second. 

Tammy looked hungrily at her cousin's erect prick. It was super stiff today, 
tautly hugging his belly, rigid and pale and long. The foreskin was forced 
all the way back by the thickness of his erection, the cherry-red head naked 
and gleaming. She loved the sight of Rob's cock, it looked so handsome to 
her. 

"Wow, you've really got a hard-on," she said admiringly. 

"You're telling me," he said with a horny moan. "It's so hard it hurts. 
Damn, I wish we could fuck right now." 

"Me, too," she said wistfully, "but it'd be too much of a risk. We can't do 
anything to tee them off, Rob. If they separated us, if Mom took me back to 
New York, I couldn't stand it." 

"Right," he said, "we don't wanta blow our chances. But we'll get it on 
tonight for sure." 

Tammy nodded eagerly, then curled her warm soft fingers around his erect 
dripping prick. Rob flinched and moaned, her touch was so good. He kept 
fondling and licking her pretty swollen boobs while she gently and teasingly 
pumped his throbbing hard cock. It felt very pleasant for them both, but it 
was also a hellish frustration not to be able to go all the way and make 
each other cum. Rob's swollen balls ached for release, and Tammy's little 
wet pussy blazed with need. 

She stroked his cock longingly, keeping her fist tight around the hard silky 
pole. She dabbled her fingertip in the bright bubbles of juice that trickled 
from his red cock-head, and she smeared the hot sticky stuff all over his 
rigid pale rod to make her pumping slick. The more excited he got, the 
harder his cock creamed. 

"Ohhh, damn it all," Rob moaned, "I wanta cum so bad...." 

He wasn't content with just licking and fondling her tits, either. Her 
steamy little pussy excited him a lot more, and he wanted to play with it 
again. He knew Tammy loved it when he touched her down there. Maybe they 
could take a chance... 

"Tammy," he said breathlessly, "could you pull your jeans down just a 
little, so I could play with your pussy? We'll have time to get our pants up 
if we hear them coming." 

"Okay," she said quickly. 

She knew it was risky, but she had to have it. She'd been hoping Rob would 
suggest it. She just loved it when he stroked all the swollen sensitive 
flesh between her legs. It was fun when he played with her tits, but it 
would be a lot more exciting to have him touch her pussy. She quickly 
unzipped her jeans and pulled them down to her knees. She thrust her panties 
down, too, noting that the crotch was soaked with cunt juice. 

Rob gazed hungrily at her pretty little platinum muff, and suddenly he just 
couldn't contain himself. He pushed Tammy down on the couch, onto her back, 
and moaning crazily, he climbed on top of her. He began jabbing around with 
his stiff aching dick, trying to thrust it between her legs. She was with 
him for a moment, moaning and rubbing her tickly furry muff against his 
thick wet cock-head, but then she sighed and pushed at his shoulders. 

"No, Rob," she said with a sob of frustration, "we just can't take the 
chance. We'll ball tonight, I promise you. But right now we better cool it." 

"Oh, no," Rob said with a desperate horny whine, "I can't stand it, Tammy. 
I'm so fuckin' hot, I just gotta cum." 

"Okay, Rob," she said soothingly, "we can make each other cum, just like we 
did before. We can't take a chance on fucking, but we can jack each other 
off. We'll live to settle for that till tonight." 

"Yeah, I guess you're right," he said with a big sigh. "I'll bring you off 
first, Tammy." 

She sighed with relief. She really wanted to go all the way with her 
handsome cousin, and she understood how desperately horny he was, but she 
was so afraid their parents would come back and catch them-and that would be 
the end of this delicious adventure. If she and Rob just played it right and 
took no chances, they could ball all summer, and Jim and Joy would never 
know about it. 

Rob slid down her body till his face was level with her pretty curly blonde 
muff. With her jeans and panties around her knees, she couldn't get her legs 
open very wide, so he had to settle for a tantalizing peek at her wet pink 
slit. He gently opened the furry lips of her mons and saw the tiny pink 
button of her clit. He remembered how he'd brought her off before by rubbing 
that tiny pink button. 

He placed his fingertip on her soaked erect clit and began to rub it. Tammy 
moaned with pleasure. She sure as hell was ready. Her clit was swollen to 
twice its normal size, and it was blazing hot and stiffly erect. Even his 
slightest touch made her flinch violently and groan loudly with pleasure. 

"Oooooo, Rob," she whined, "that feels so good ... Yeah, just keep rubbing 
it. I know I'm gonna cum real fast." 

He rubbed his fingertip back and forth over the throbbing lump of pink 
flesh. He noticed that every time he rubbed it, more juice spurted from her 
aroused virgin cunt. She began mating her slim hips in a helpless fucking 
motion, back and forth, rubbing her tiny hot clit against his finger. 

"Ummm," she moaned, "UMMMMM...." 

As he rubbed and tickled her spurting hot pleasure button, he recalled 
something he'd heard at school, something the older boys were saying. They 
were talking about dates they'd been on and how to get a girl really hot. 
One of them said that the surest method was to "go down" on a girl. Rob had 
plucked up his courage and asked the guy what it meant. The guy said it was 
also called "pussy-eating," or "muff-diving," and it meant using your mouth 
and tongue between a girl's legs. He said it really drove them wild. 

Rob decided to try it on Tammy. He was always eager to learn new ways to 
turn her on. He liked the smell of her little teenage pussy, too, a heady 
combination of soap and baby powder and lusty girl scent. If she smelled so 
good, she must taste good, too. He leaned closer, till her curly muff 
tickled his nose. Holding her mons lips wide apart, he stuck out his tongue 
and pressed the slick hot tip against her wet erect clit. He began to lick 
the tiny nub briskly. 

"EEEEEE," Tammy wailed. 

Rob grinned. He was really getting to her with his tongue. She responded 
much more violently than with his finger. Hot steamy cream gushed from her 
cunt, puddling on the couch beneath her, and her voice was shrill with 
pleasure. He licked faster, liking the light salty taste of her girl-juice. 
Her clit was hard as a rock under his lapping tongue but slick and tasty, 
fun to lick. 

"Oooooo," she screeched, "Rob, I don't know what you're doing, but it feels 
fantastic. Please, please, don't stop!! ! " 

He chuckled and went on tonguing her clit, faster and faster, making her 
squeal and pant and writhe. Dizzy with pleasure, Tammy managed to focus her 
eyes for a moment and saw that her cousin was licking her clit, his tongue 
red and wet and gleaming. She was delighted with his inventiveness. His 
lapping tongue felt wonderful on her sensitive little bud. It was the most 
dizzying exciting pleasure she'd ever known. 

"Oooooo," she babbled, "oooooo ... Oh, Rob, I think I'm cumming ... Oh, wow, 
YES ... AHHHHH!! ! " 

He kept tonguing her as she spun into a squealing body-rocking orgasm. Her 
twitching little clit squirted his mouth full of thick tasty cream. He was 
really pleased with his experiment. 

So was Tammy. When she finally settled down and caught her breath, she gave 
him a big satisfied grin. "Oh, wow, that was super," she said. "It felt so 
good when you licked me, Rob. Let me try licking your cock, okay? Maybe 
it'll feel good for you, too." 

"Okay," he said eagerly. 

He figured it ought to feel pretty good. Of course he was so horny by now, 
he felt like he'd cum if he sneezed, and damn near everything was going to 
feel good. He obediently lay back on the couch, and his pretty blonde cousin 
knelt beside him. 

Tammy felt saliva pooling hotly in her mouth as she eyed Rob's stiff pale 
peter and thought of licking it. Touching it was a lot of fun, but tasting 
should be even better. She bent low over the rigid blue-veined five-inch 
stalk. The foreskin was drawn back and the bright red head gleamed and 
drooled little bubbles of juice. His balls were swollen up tight and taut 
and rosy. Tammy looked at it all and could hardly decide where to begin. 

At last she decided to start at the bottom and work up. Thrusting her 
flushed face into his crotch, she stuck out her little pink tongue and began 
to lap his swollen hot nut sac. They throbbed with life under her briskly 
moving tongue. Tammy really got off on licking the hot silky bags, and 
apparently Rob liked it, too, for he snorted with pleasure, then gave a deep 
long moan. 

"Awwwww, that feels great," he said. 

Tammy was pleased. She licked swiftly and wetly all over his taut pulsing 
balls, sneaking her tongue into the fleshy tight crack between his nuts and 
his thighs. Rob whined and moaned, thoroughly enjoying it. When at last his 
tight young balls were wet and shining with her saliva, she moved upwards 
through his tight curly brown bush, onto the thick rigid stalk of his cock. 

"Ohhh, Christ, YEAH," Rob yelped, "yeah, lick my cock, Tammy...." 

It felt incredibly good to him, even better than he'd expected, to have 
Tammy's slick hot little tongue lapping and licking busily over his most 
sensitive parts. It felt great on his balls and even better on his cock. He 
moaned with pleasure and excitement as her mischievous wet tongue tickled up 
his dick with tantalizing slowness. He felt damned near ready to shoot his 
load right in her pretty little face, but he tried to hold out, wanting to 
prolong the wild fun. 

At last her tickling slick tongue reached the bright red swollen head of his 
cock. Tammy savored with light salty taste of his cock juice as she ran her 
little tongue tip around and around the gleaming slick glans. She dug her 
tongue into the little slit mouth and lapped up his bubbling cream as fast 
as it came out. Rob began to tremble with pleasure, it felt so good. 

"Awwwww, a www," he whined, "yeah, fantastic ... Keep licking my cock, 
Tammy, please...." 

Tammy didn't mind at all if she did. She loved the taste of his hot bubbling 
juice, loved the thick texture, the slick skin, of his cherry-red cockhead. 
She didn't like confining herself to just the tip, though. She wanted more 
of his handsome pale boy-dick. It occurred to her that she could get a lot 
more if she took it inside her mouth.... 

"AWWWWW," Rob moaned. Somehow her licking was feeling better and better. His 
whole straining cock felt encased in fiery liquid. He glanced down dizzily 
and got a big surprise. His impish little cousin had actually sucked his 
cock right into her mouth. She took it in greedily, deeply, till his swollen 
nut sacs were rubbing her chin. 

"Oh, wow, YEAH," Rob yelped, "yeah, suck my cock, Tammy ... That's out of 
sight ... Ahhhhh...." 

Tammy dug it as much as he did. She felt an incredible thrill at actually 
taking his stiff tasty prick inside her mouth, sucking on it, and letting 
his delicious juice trickle onto her taste buds. She sucked fast and 
hungrily, taking the whole stiff length of his tasty prick into her mouth, 
the creaming head butting the back of her throat. Her sucking was obscenely 
loud and slurpy. 

It was too much for Rob. With that kind of mind-shattering pleasure, he just 
couldn't hold out. He wanted to warn Tammy that he was going to cum in her 
mouth, but he didn't even have time for that, it hit him so suddenly. He 
felt the eager twitching of his cock and balls, and then he was shooting his 
load, whining and bucking, lost in the pleasure of it. 

"AWWWWW," he wailed. "Ohhh, I'MMMM CUMMiinng!! " 

Tammy was taken completely by surprise when the hot sticky cream splattered 
into her mouth, but at least she knew what it was. She remembered how it had 
been when she jacked Rob off with her fist, how his cock had spurted thick 
white juice when he came. She eagerly tasted and swallowed the creamy jism, 
finding she enjoyed it. She sucked up every last drop of it, and when his 
prick finally went limp and slipped from her mouth, she licked her lips to 
get more of his delicious juice. 

"Oh, man," he said with a big sigh, "that felt fantastic." 

"I'm glad you liked it, Rob," she said. "I really got off on doing it. And 
tonight we're gonna have even more fun, aren't we?" 

Rob looked at her uncertainly. She sounded sincere, but he just couldn't 
believe he'd get so lucky. The consuming goal in his life right now was to 
ball a girl, and Tammy was telling him that tonight he could actually do it 
with her. It just seemed too good to be true. 

"What's wrong, Rob?" she said with a smile. "Don't you believe me?" 

He didn't get a chance to answer, because just then they heard someone on 
the front porch. Hastily the kids pulled up their jeans, and Tammy drew her 
T-shirt down over her pretty plump tits. Joy opened the door and walked in. 
It seemed to Rob that she looked at them kind of suspiciously. 

"Hi, Mom," said Tammy. "Did you have a nice walk?" 

For some strange reason Joy blushed hotly all over. "Oh ... uh, yes, dear," 
she said, stammering. "How about you? Did you do any surfing?" 

"Surfing?" said Rob stupidly. He hadn't heard Tammy's lie to her mother that 
morning. 

Tammy covered for him quickly. "No," she said, "Rob couldn't get the 
equipment. We just sat around, didn't we, Rob?" 

"Yeah," he said, giving her a secret lusty grin, "we just sat around...." 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

That evening Joy and Jim were invited to a party at one of the neighbor's 
houses, about a mile down the beach. They decided to walk because it was 
such a pleasant, warm evening. Joy was reluctant to leave Tammy and Rob 
alone together, though, and when she and her brother were out of earshot of 
the cabin, she told him why. 

"Jim," she said, "you got home not too long after I did today. Did you 
notice anything unusual about the kids?" 

Jim had to wrench his mind back to the moment. He'd been so preoccupied 
looking at Joy he'd hardly heard what she said. His sister looked absolutely 
gorgeous, tall and blonde and tan in her long low-cut evening dress. The 
dress, a tropical print, was slit up the sides clear to her shapely thighs 
and but so low in the front that three-quarters of her gorgeous wobbling 
boobs were visible. It was hard as hell not to stare. 

He frowned, thinking over her question. "Well, they looked a little 
flushed," he said, "and their hair was messed up, but that always happens 
when you play on the beach." 

"They didn't play on the beach, Jim," said Joy grimly. "They said they just 
sat around." 

He digested that information and added it up. "Well, then, what do you think 
they did?" he said. "Oh, Jesus, you don't mean--? " 

"I'm afraid I do," said Joy. "I've caught them like that before, all flushed 
and tousled. I have a terrible feeling they've been up to mischief, Jim." 

He frowned. "Well, let's get it out in the open," he said, "and not mince 
words. You think they've been balling?" 

Joy blushed hotly, almost as pink as the sunset. "I wouldn't use exactly 
that word," she said, "but I suspect it's true. It's either that or a lot of 
heavy petting that could lead to-uh, going all the way. I'm so worried, Jim. 
I don't know what to do." 

"Oh, hell," he said, "now that you mention it, I found them like that once, 
too. It's hard to believe, they're so damned young, but I guess they're old 
enough to have the urge. The question is, how do we find out for sure?" 

"And if we find out, what do we do?" said Joy. "Oh, Jim, I hope we're wrong. 
They have such a good time together, I'd hate to separate them. And it would 
mean going back to New York, just when I was starting to relax and really 
enjoy our vacation." 

Jim slipped his arm around her waist and gave her a quick hug. "Tell you 
what," he said, "we're committed to going to this party, so there's nothing 
we can do about the kids for the next couple hours. Let's just forget it. 
Let's just relax and have a good time. Deal?" 

"Deal," Joy said with an affectionate smile. Jim was right. No point in 
spoiling their evening with a lot of fretting. They could deal with the kids 
when they got home... 

The party was loud and crowded, with booze flowing freely. Both Joy and Jim 
found themselves drinking rather heavily to ease their tensions. Both felt 
guilty about their surprise afternoon encounters. Jim was shocked at the way 
he'd unhesitatingly balled a perfect stranger, for it wasn't his practice to 
fuck the girl hitchhikers he picked up. Joy moaned with shame whenever she 
thought of the scar-faced young surfer and the way she'd responded wantonly, 
wildly, to his balling. Plenty of drinks helped to dull the guilt for both 
brother and sister. 

Joy was easily the most striking woman at the party, and she soon found 
herself stalked by a determined pack of horny males. She wasn't interested. 
The men's too-obvious lust turned her off. She wanted to be something more 
to a man than a cunt on legs. She danced with a few of her admirers but 
refused their invitations to step outside. 

After a couple of hours the air in the room became unbearably hot and smoky, 
and Joy stepped out on the patio for some fresh air. She didn't notice that 
one of the men, a ruddy-faced balding real estate man named Bob, saw her go 
out and quickly followed her. Jim noticed it, though. 

All evening Jim had been simmering with anger and jealousy at the way the 
men crowded around his sister like dogs in rut. He didn't want any of them 
touching her. He knew it was crazy and that Joy had every right in the world 
to take a lover if she wanted to, but he simply couldn't stand the idea of 
another man having her. When he saw Bob following her onto the patio, he 
lost his cool completely. He was damned if he'd stand for that ape pawing 
Joy... 

"Hi there, gorgeous," said Bob with a horny leer. 

Joy spun around with a gasp of surprise. "Bob," she said weakly, "I didn't 
hear you come outdoors." 

"I didn't want you to," he said with a chuckle. "It's hard as hell getting 
you alone, doll, but I finally succeeded." 

Joy gave him a most unconvincing smile and headed for the door to the house. 
Bob's arm flashed out, and he caught her around the waist and pulled her to 
him, hungrily pressing her lush body against him and trying to kiss her. 

"Bob, NO," she said. "Let go of me!" 

"Not a chance, honey," he said hoarsely. "I got the hots for you so bad, I 
can't stand it any longer. We'll just take a little walk out in the dunes 
there. A quick fuck will fix me right up." 

"No," Joy said indignantly, "I don't want you, Bob. Now let me go." 

Far from letting her go, Bob pulled her even tighter against him and planted 
a hard wet boozy kiss on her mouth. Joy recoiled in disgust and tried to 
pull away from him, but he was too strong for her. He held her close, pawing 
and kissing, and she could feel the rigid hard line of his erect cock 
against her belly. 

"Come on, baby," he said with a horny moan, "take care of me. I want you so 
bad, Joy. I want into your pants..." 

Bob felt a hand on his shoulder, and then next thing he knew, he was sitting 
in the goldfish pond. Jim towered over him, glaring with rage. "My sister 
said she wasn't interested, mister," Jim said. "I guess you don't hear too 
well." 

Bob hauled himself out of the pool, faced Jim, and said, "What's it to you, 
buddy? You got the hots for her yourself? Yeah, that must be it, you wanta 
get it on with your own sister. You-" 

He never got a chance to finish. Jim hit him hard in the mouth, and Bob went 
into the pool again, the fight knocked out of him. As he crawled out, he 
held up a hand, indicating he was through arguing. Jim turned to Joy and 
took her hand. 

"Let's get out of here," he said. 

"Fine with me," Joy said shakily. "It was getting to be a pretty ugly 
scene." 

They said a quick good-bye to their host and hostess, then started walking 
down the dark beach towards home. Jim was so embarrassed he couldn't talk at 
first. That damned drunk, Bob, had hit the nail on the head-Jim DID have the 
hots for his own sister-and he couldn't deny it to himself any longer. He'd 
made an ass of himself fighting over her, and he could only pray she didn't 
suspect the real reason. 

Joy was embarrassed, too. She'd suddenly realized why none of those men at 
the party had turned her on, even though some of them were young and 
handsome and well-behaved. The reason was that the whole evening she'd been 
watching and admiring Jim, thinking only of him. It was disgusting and 
shameful to admit, but she'd been more attracted to her own brother than to 
any of the other men at the party. She prayed that Jim hadn't noticed her 
strange behavior. 

"Well," she said with a lame laugh, "so much for our social life. Now we'll 
have to go back and act like parents." 

"Yeah, I guess," said Jim. "I hate to do it, in a way, but this is our best 
chance. The kids won't expect us back so soon, and we can get right up to 
the cabin without making any noise. We'll find out for sure what they do 
when we leave them alone together." 

Joy sighed loudly. "Then what?" she said. "What if we catch them doing 
something wrong?" 

Jim sighed, too. "Hell, I don't know," he said. "Let's play it by ear. Let's 
find out if we have anything to worry about first." 

"Okay," said Joy. 

Once they'd agreed on a plan, there seemed nothing more to say, and they 
walked down the beach silently, lost in their own perturbed thoughts. Both 
were a little drunk and distracted, not watching where they were going, and 
suddenly Joy stepped off the steep edge of a dune, giving a shriek of 
surprise. Jim lunged to catch her, slipped, and went tumbling after her into 
the soft warm sand. 

They rolled over and over, ending in each other's arms. "Joy, are you all 
right?" Jim said anxiously. 

"Yes," she said. "Sorry I was so clumsy. Are you okay?" 

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said. 

They should have gotten up then, but they just lay there holding each other, 
both acutely conscious of the close hot press of bodies. Jim, to his horror, 
felt a wave of longing so powerful that he almost moaned out loud. Joy, 
equally ashamed, felt her whole pussy going hot and wet and eager as she lay 
in her brother's powerful embrace. 

"Joy," he said hoarsely, "I-I-" 

He couldn't finish. Maybe it was the booze, or maybe it was two years of 
sexless existence, but he couldn't control himself. He pressed his mouth 
hotly onto hers and kissed her in a very unbrotherly fashion, forcing her 
lips open, thrusting his hot tongue deep into her mouth. He embraced her 
tightly, her big thrusting breasts flattening against his hard chest. 

Joy lost control of herself, too. In that moment when he kissed her, an 
enormous wave of horny need blinded and dizzied her. She felt her pussy grow 
molten and soaked. She slid her tongue alongside her brother's and into his 
mouth. She clung to him ravenously, rubbing her starved loins against him. 
She knew she must be drunk or crazy, but she just couldn't stop herself. 
Brother and sister kissed deeply, lingeringly, both moaning. 

"Oh, my God, Jim," she said when they finally broke the kiss, "we mustn't. 
This is awful!" 

"I know," he said shakily. "I've tried and tried to get it out of my system, 
Joy, but you just turn me on so bad..." 

Joy gave a little sob. It was worse then she'd expected. She knew she was 
attracted to her brother, but she'd never dreamed that he lusted for her, 
too. That was going to make it so much harder ... She pushed at his 
shoulders, but her effort was feeble. Her conscience screamed at her to pull 
away, but her body hungered for him. No man had ever attracted her like 
this. 

"Joy, darling," Jim said hoarsely. 

He kissed her again, rolling on top of her. He couldn't control himself, 
even though he knew it was incest, knew it was the most filthy and 
disgusting thing to want to ball his own sister. He stuffed her mouth with 
his tongue, and he dug the hard long line of his erect cock against her soft 
belly. 

"UMPF," Joy said. 

She tried to move her mouth away, tried to push him off, but he was too 
strong-and her own sex-starved body was already betraying her. Her wanton 
legs opened, yielded, and Jim slipped between her thighs. Her dress had 
hiked up in the fall, and she could feel his hugely erect dick against her 
seething pussy, separated only by the thin cloth of her panties and his 
dress pants. 

For a long moment, she fought back reality, tried to forget Jim was her 
brother. She knew only that the most exciting man in the world was hot for 
her, his nearly bursting cock straining against her eager wet pussy. She let 
her long legs fall wide open, moaning with the sweet friction as Jim rubbed 
his rock-hard dick back and forth over her swollen slit. 

"Oh, Jesus," Jim moaned. 

He felt the fierce moist heat of her pussy against his rubbing cock, the hot 
plump crush of her big breasts against his chest. For a moment he, too, 
managed to forget she was his sister, and he ached to rip down her panties 
and jam his fiercely erect prick into her scalding hot, wet little hole. 
Never had he wanted a woman so much. 

"Jim, nooo," Joy whined. "No, please stop ... We couldn't live with 
ourselves if we did it." 

He was panting loudly, barely able to restrain himself from grabbing for her 
panties, thrusting his cock into her no matter what the rest of the world 
might think. He didn't care about the consequences himself, not any more, 
but he had Joy to think of. She was a decent woman, and he knew she'd be 
crushed with guilt if he went ahead and fucked her. 

"We won't ball," he gasped, "I know it's not right ... But, Joy, honey, we 
can still do something for each other..." 

He let the sentence trail off. Joy knew what he meant, and she knew she 
ought to protest that, too, but she just couldn't. She wanted him so badly, 
she just had to have him in some way. She lay back limp and trembling, not 
protesting as her brother gently pushed her skirt up above her waist and 
reached for her panties. 

God forgive me, she thought, I just have to have him ... 

Jim was making the same silent prayer, hoping for forgiveness, because he 
just could not resist the limited fulfillment he meant to have with his 
sister. Briskly he tugged her panties off and gazed hungrily at her pretty 
little muff. The tight small patch of curls shown light blonde in the 
moonlight. He leaned down and pressed his face against the fragrant tickly 
fur. 

"Ohhh, Jim," she sobbed, "promise me you won't go too far ... You mustn't 
fuck me..." 

"I promise," he said-even though it killed him to say it. Joy was very upset 
already, and he didn't want to make it worse for her. 

He slipped his hands under her round firm little ass and raised her pelvis a 
little, exposing her lovely wet scarlet slit. She whimpered and let her legs 
fall wide open for him. He thrust his hot flushed face into her steamy moist 
crotch, licking rapidly from the tiny wrinkle of her bumhole right up to the 
wet stiff lump of her clit. She tasted good to him, incredibly exciting... 

"AHHHH," Joy moaned. 

She clawed the sand and let her eyes flutter shut, giving herself up to the 
mind-blasting pleasure of having her pussy licked. Somehow it was better 
then when the surfer ate her, intensely more exciting to have her handsome 
brother using his tongue between her legs. She couldn't stop moaning and 
creaming as "Jim's wet hot tongue played slowly up and down her crotch, 
teasing and stimulating her from clit to ass-hole. 

"OOOOO," she crooned, "ooooo, darling, so good..." 

Jim was delighted to find her relaxing and enjoying it. He tickled her small 
clenched bumhole with the tip of his tongue, then inched it inside the tight 
pungent hole. Joy whimpered and relaxed her anal mouth, letting him work his 
tongue deep inside her seething anus. He began to pump it, jerking his slick 
tongue in quick cock-like motions, and Joy wailed loudly and creamed thickly 
all over his face. 

"Jim, my God, my GOD," she whined, "it feels sooo good..." 

He reamed her tight little ass-hole of all its pungent juice, then popped 
his tongue out of her tiny brownie and licked farther up, into the silky 
swollen folds of her pussylips. Joy was totally out of control by now, 
whimpering, moaning, clawing the sand, and her starved cunt gushed a steady 
stream of tasty juice. Drooling in his excitement, Jim tickled around with 
the tip of his tongue till he felt the squirting hot mouth of her cunt. He 
thrust his tongue hard and deep into her. 

"AHHHHH," Joy screeched. 

Drawing her legs back, opening them as wide as she possibly could, she 
joyfully took the whole length of her brother's thick tongue into the 
seething tunnel of her cunt. It was the most exquisite pleasure she'd ever 
felt. Jim began to tongue-fuck her in hard deep strokes, and she almost 
fainted with bliss. In a very few moments she felt the first delicious 
shocks of orgasm radiating from her tongue-stuffed box. 

"Ahhhh, darling," she screamed, "you're making me cum ... Oh, God, Jim, it's 
SO GOOD!! ! " 

Jim felt her tiny nipping cunt closing tightly around his tongue, felt her 
boiling juice soaking his face. He kept working his tongue in her till her 
spasms died and she fell back panting in the sand. Gently he slipped his 
juice-soaked tongue from his sister's satisfied cunt. He looked down at her 
and smiled lovingly. Joy managed to return his smile shyly. Then she pressed 
her hands gently against his shoulders and eased him down on his back. 

She bent over him, her long hair silvery in the moonlight, her big breasts 
grazing his thigh. With trembling hands she unzipped his pants and opened 
them. He felt her warm fingers on his erect meat, gently drawing his rigid 
long cock out of his pants. It stood straight up, pointing at the sky, the 
huge bulbous head drooling a thick stream of juice. Jim shivered with 
pleasure at his sister's touch. 

Joy was surprised at herself. She'd just cum, deliciously, but her lust for 
Jim was as strong as ever. She was dying to touch and fondle and taste his 
enormous thick prick. She drew it out of his pants and quickly caressed it, 
hugely excited by its great size. She couldn't control herself a moment 
longer. Moaning hungrily, she dipped her head down low and stuffed the huge 
fleshy sausage into 

"OOOOO," she crooned, "ooooo, darling, so good..." 

Jim was delighted to find her relaxing and enjoying it. He tickled her small 
clenched bumhole with the tip of his tongue, then inched it inside the tight 
pungent hole. Joy whimpered and relaxed her anal mouth, letting him work his 
tongue deep inside her seething anus. He began to pump it, jerking his slick 
tongue in quick cock-like motions, and Joy wailed loudly and creamed thickly 
all over his face. 

"Jim, my God, my GOD," she whined, "it feels sooo good..." 

He reamed her tight little ass-hole of all its pungent juice, then popped 
his tongue out of her tiny brownie and licked farther up, into the silky 
swollen folds of her pussylips. Joy was totally out of control by now, 
whimpering, moaning, clawing the sand, and her starved cunt gushed a steady 
stream of tasty juice. Drooling in his excitement, Jim tickled around with 
the tip of his tongue till he felt the squirting hot mouth of her cunt. He 
thrust his tongue hard and deep into her. 

"AHHHHH," Joy screeched. 

Drawing her legs back, opening them as wide as she possibly could, she 
joyfully took the whole length of her brother's thick tongue into the 
seething tunnel of her cunt. It was the most exquisite pleasure she'd ever 
felt. Jim began to tongue-fuck her in hard deep strokes, and she almost 
fainted with bliss. In a very few moments she felt the first delicious 
shocks of orgasm radiating from her tongue-stuffed box. 

"Ahhhh, darling," she screamed, "you're making me cum ... Oh, God, Jim, it's 
SO GOOD!! ! " 

Jim felt her tiny nipping cunt closing tightly around his tongue, felt her 
boiling juice soaking his face. He kept working his tongue in her till her 
spasms died and she fell back panting in the sand. Gently he slipped his 
juice-soaked tongue from his sister's satisfied cunt. He looked down at her 
and smiled lovingly. Joy managed to return his smile shyly. Then she pressed 
her hands gently against his shoulders and eased him down on his back. 

She bent over him, her long hair silvery in the moonlight, her big breasts 
grazing his thigh. With trembling hands she unzipped his pants and opened 
them. He felt her warm fingers on his erect meat, gently drawing his rigid 
long cock out of his pants. It stood straight up, pointing at the sky, the 
huge bulbous head drooling a thick stream of juice. Jim shivered with 
pleasure at his sister's touch. 

Joy was surprised at herself. She'd just cum, deliciously, but her lust for 
Jim was as strong as ever. She was dying to touch and fondle and taste his 
enormous thick prick. She drew it out of his pants and quickly caressed it, 
hugely excited by its great size. She couldn't control herself a moment 
longer. Moaning hungrily, she dipped her head down low and stuffed the huge 
fleshy sausage into her mouth. 

"Awwww, Christ, YES," Jim gasped, "Yes, Joy, eat my dick ... Blow me, 
darling, suck meee..." 

Joy didn't need any urging. She wanted his cock desperately, and she managed 
to take it in clear to his furry-surfaced balls. She opened her throat and 
let the hard knobby head enter. She swallowed his strong salty cock-juice 
with a hungry gurgle. She began to suck .him ravenously, fast and hard and 
loud, with a lewd slurping noise. 

"Ohhh, baby, that's great," Jim whined. "Yeah, yeah, Joy, suck my cock..." 

Her obvious hunger excited him, and her mouth was fiery hot and flooded with 
saliva. She sucked him like she was starved, taking the whole rigid length 
of his long prick into her mouth. Jim whined and bucked his hips helplessly, 
feeding her his straining hard meat. He knew he wasn't going to last long, 
not at this rate. . 

In fact it was only a long delicious moment before he felt the sharp warning 
clench of his balls, and then he was yelping blissfully and shooting load 
after load of cum into his sister's mouth. Joy gulped it all down fast, 
sucking him greedily until she got the very last drop of hot, spurting jizz 
in her hungrily sucking mouth. 

As his cock slipped limp from her mouth, however, her mood changed abruptly. 
She looked at him in horror and burst into tears of guilt and shame. "Oh, my 
God, Jim," she said, "what have we DONE?" 

He acted fast to stop her hysteria. "Joy," he said firmly, "Don't think 
about it. It's over now, and we can't change what happened. Just put it out 
of your mind, at least for tonight. We've got other problems, remember? It's 
time to go back and check on the kids." 

She nodded and dried her tears. Brother and sister walked on down the beach 
in silence, wondering what they would find when they reached the cabin and 
their unsuspecting kids.... 

 CHAPTER NINE 

As soon as their parents left for the party, Rob and Tammy turned to each 
other with a gleeful grin. They rushed to the window and watched Jim and Joy 
strolling down the beach, waited until the older couple was out of sight in 
the dunes. Then they gave a big mutual sigh of relief. 

"Oh, wow," said Rob, "it's working out just like I wanted. They won't be 
back for at least two hours. Dad thinks it's not polite to leave parties 
early." 

"Far out," said Tammy. "That'll give us plenty of time." 

Rob looked at her penetratingly. Even though the moment had come and she 
seemed willing enough, he still couldn't believe she was really going to let 
him ball her. It was just too good to be true. He knew from listening to the 
older boys at school that it was very, very hard to get laid, that the world 
was full of cock-teasers, girls who'd lead a guy on, get him hot, and then 
refuse to go all the way. He sure as hell hoped Tammy wasn't one of them. 

If he could have read her mind, he would have felt a lot better. Tammy was 
no cock-teaser, not by a long shot. After exploring other kinds of sex with 
Rob and finding out how exciting it was, she'd made up her mind to try 
fucking-and nothing was going to stop her. She'd listened to older girls 
talking about it, and they'd said it was the biggest pleasure of all. If 
that was so, she wanted to experience it, and the sooner the better. Her 
mother had mentioned, shyly and vaguely, that girls ought to wait till 
marriage before they balled, but Tammy didn't agree. She didn't see any good 
reason to wait. 

"Well," Rob said, blushing, "do you, uh, wanta get it on, Tammy?" 

"Of course," she said with a grin. "You still don't believe me, do you, Rob? 
Well, come on in my bedroom and I'll prove it to you?" 

"Bedroom?" he said. So far they'd only made out on the couch. 

"Yeah, like grownups do," said Tammy. "It's more comfortable, and it'll give 
us more room." 

She turned and walked briskly down the short hall to the bedroom she shared 
with her mother. 

Rob followed her, still not believing she really meant it. It was like a 
dream come true to think that in just a few minutes he'd lose his virginity, 
get his cock into a girl for the very first time. He prepared himself for 
disappointment. Surely she couldn't mean it ... 

They walked into the bedroom, not bothering to close the door, feeling sure 
their parents would be gone for a long time. Tammy turned on a soft bedside 
lamp and turned to Rob with an eager conspiratorial smile. She pulled her 
T-shirt off over her head, tousling her short blonde curls. Her pretty 
orange-sized tits jiggled into view, the rosy nipples stiff and pointed. 

Rob stood there and gawked for a moment, then lurched over to her and 
hungrily cupped her soft warm tits. He squeezed them gently but 
possessively. It wasn't that he wanted to delay the moment when they went to 
bed. He just wanted to test her, to make sure she really meant it. 

Tammy squirmed impatiently while he played with her boobs. Now that she'd 
made up her mind to try fucking, she didn't want to wait another minute. 
"Hey, come on, Rob," she said at last, "get with it. Are we gonna ball or 
not?" 

"Oh, sure, sure," he said, stepping back away from her. Jesus, maybe she 
really did mean it. 

Tammy unzipped her jeans and tugged them off quickly. She jumped onto the 
bed and lay down on her back, opening her legs wide in obvious invitation. 
Rob gawked at her dainty light pink slit with its faint circling platinum 
fuzz. He could see the tiny shadowed mouth of her virgin cunt, the place 
where he'd be putting his cock in just a moment-if this wasn't a dream. 

"For chrissake," she said impatiently, "you gonna stand there all night? 
Come ON, Rob-get undressed." 

"Oh, yeah, sure," he said quickly. 

He took off his jeans and walked over to the bed, rubber-legged with lust 
and excitement. His young prick was fiercely erect, hugging his taut tan 
belly. The bright red head was naked, foreskin retracted, and the little 
recessed mouth of his cock was drooling bright bubbles of juice. Still Tammy 
didn't move or close her legs. He was starting to think she wasn't teasing 
him after all. 

"Hurry, hurry," she said breathlessly. 

Her slit was wet and swollen, obviously ready for him. Her small shadowed 
cunt mouth was leaking a bright stream of juice. Her eyes fluttered in horny 
invitation, and her sweet perky tits were swollen up tight with arousal. As 
he climbed onto the bed, she licked her lips and stared eagerly at his 
silky, erect prick. 

"Oh, hurry, Rob," she said huskily, "hurry and put it in me. I can hardly 
wait to see what it feels like." 

"Me, too," he said, his voice croaky with lust. Well, okay, so she really 
meant it. He could stop worrying about that. The question was, what to do 
next? He'd never balled before, and he wasn't sure at all how to do it. 
Tammy was a virgin, too, so she couldn't help him out. All he knew was that 
he had to get his cock into her cunt. That much he could handle, but he'd 
have to play it by ear after that. 

She had her slim shapely legs open very wide for him, knees drawn back, wet 
slit fully exposed. There was no missing the target, the nipping wet mouth 
of her cunt. Rob knelt between her legs and seized his rock-hard, stiff 
boy-cock, aiming the bright red head toward her tiny soaked hole. He glanced 
at Tammy, and she grinned encouragingly. 

"Well, here goes," he said hoarsely. 

"Ooooo, I'm so excited," she said. 

He pressed the hard dripping head of his dick against the seething little 
mouth of her cunt. He felt the searing heat of her eager little twat, its 
slickness and tightness, as he wedged his cockhead in about a quarter of an 
inch. He felt dizzying excitement, excitement so great that it just blew his 
mind-and he came violently, blasting thick cum all over her crotch! 

Tammy felt it, looked down, saw his cock squirting crazily all over her 
pussy-and then going dismally limp. 

"Oh, SHIT!" she said, "what'd you do that for?" 

Rob blushed furiously. "Christ, I'm sorry," he said. "I just got so excited, 
I couldn't wait. I came before I even got in." 

"I can see that," Tammy said miserably. "Now what are we gonna do? We can't 
ball if your cock's not hard." 

"Well," Rob said lamely, "I guess we'll just have to try to get it hard 
again." 

Tammy sighed loudly. She was really pissed off. She'd been so excited, so 
ready to fuck, and she was seething with frustration. Rob was right, though. 
Unless the evening was to be a total loss, all they could do was work to 
make his cock hard again. She managed to conquer her irritation and summon 
up a smile. 

"All right," she said, "but you better promise me that if I do get you hard 
again, you won't cum too soon." 

"Oh, I promise," Rob said quickly. 

He was just as disappointed as she was. He'd been dying to ball her, and he 
hadn't even gotten inside. Next time, by God, he'd be careful not to shoot 
so soon. He'd use mind control. He'd think of things that turned him 
off-math, spinach, taking out the garbage-anything to prolong his erection. 
He looked determinedly at Tammy. 

"I'll play with your cock and try to make it hard again," she said, "but I 
could dig it if you played with me, too, Rob. I'm so horny, I could scream." 

"Whatever you want," Rob said, "but who goes first? We can't play with each 
other at the same time." 

Tammy pondered a moment, and then her eyes lit up. "Oh yes we can," she said 
with a grin. "I just thought of a way..." 

She turned on the bed till she was lying upside-down to Rob. She crawled 
over him as he lay on his back. He didn't understand what she was up to 
until he realized that her hot moist breath was fanning his limp cock and 
balls and that her sleek pink pussy was practically in his face. That way 
they could play together in the way they liked best, with their mouths and 
tongues. 

"Hey, far out," he said. 

"Just play with my pussy, okay?" Tammy said longingly. "I'll try to get you 
hard." 

"Right on," said Rob. 

Her cute little butt was poised over him, her slim legs spread wide to 
straddle him, and he had an excellent view of her exposed pink slit. She was 
horny, all right. Even his short experience with girls showed him that. The 
naked flesh of her pretty little gash was swollen up tight and wet. Her tiny 
virgin cunt mouth leaked a steady trickle of bright fragrant cream. Her 
small pink clit was so stiff with arousal, it stuck right out between the 
furry blonde lips of her muff. 

Rob stuck out his tongue and applied the slick hot tip to the protruding 
lump of her little rosy clit. He started to tongue and lash the hot little 
bud briskly. Tammy moaned with pleasure, and a big gush of cream came from 
the small recessed mouth of her twat. 

"Oh, yeah, lick me there," she said with a happy sigh. "Just do that, Rob, 
while I work on your peter." 

Rob replied by licking her clit again, running his tongue tip around and 
around her sensitive wet joy button. The tiny organ blushed deep red with 
arousal, and Tammy moaned delightedly. Trembling and sighing, she finally 
dipped her head down toward Rob's pale wrinkled limp dick and flaccid rosy 
balls. 

Her work was cut out for her. They didn't have much time, maybe only an 
hour, and she just had to get him hard before their parents came back. She'd 
be frustrated out of her mind if they didn't get to fuck tonight. She'd been 
looking forward to it all day, creaming right through her panties with horny 
anticipation. She was determined to do the best job she could. She started 
with his sensitive floppy balls, applying her hot little pink tongue to the 
wrinkled sac, lashing it briskly. 

"Ahhh, hey, that's nice," Rob said. 

He sighed lingeringly, digging the wonderful feeling of having his balls 
licked, and then he started tonguing her clit again. Tammy just loved that. 
She had a hard time controlling herself, doing her job, when Rob was eating 
her pussy. She felt scalding cream pouring from her hungry little cunt as 
she bent to work again. 

She lashed and tongued his limp rosy nut sac, making it bounce and fly, and 
she kept at it till finally his balls began to come to life. Under her busy, 
mischievous tongue, the fleshy sac finally started to swell up taut and 
full, growing hot and throbbing with her brisk hungry licking. Rob moaned 
and trembled with pleasure, but he managed to keep on licking her clit. 

When she finally had his balls swollen up like little rosy balloons with a 
big load of cum, she turned her attention to his poor limp cock. It was just 
a wet noodle of flesh, a dead wrinkle, when she began to tickle the soft 
base with the hot slick tip of her tongue. Rob murmured softly but didn't 
get too excited. Well, she'd take care of that before long. She licked very 
slowly and teasingly up the soft silky length of his flaccid boy-cock, 
gradually increasing the speed. 

"Ummm, nice," he said with a little sigh. 

He still didn't sound very excited, but she figured her next move would 
really get to him. She continued her slow licking and lapping, till finally 
she reached the head of his cock. It was entirely covered by pale wrinkled 
foreskin. She seized the loose skin between her lips and began tugging it 
back, lapping and nibbling. Slowly she exposed the pretty bright red head of 
his cock. When it was completely uncovered, she started to tickle it with 
the tip of her tongue, knowing he was very sensitive there. 

"Awww, hey, YEAH," Rob yelped. 

He somehow managed to go on licking and lashing her tiny hot clit with his 
tongue, but it was hard to concentrate when Tammy was doing such delicious 
things to him. Her wicked mouth and tongue seemed to be all over his cock, 
hot and wet and velvety, but with special concentration on his tender glans. 
Heady waves of pleasure began to wash over his body. 

"Oh, wow, yeah, lick my cock," he whined. "That feels great, Tammy..." 

Tammy had more surprises in store for him. Once she'd engaged his hot 
interest in her furious tonguing of his sensitive cockhead, she seized the 
cherry-red glans between her lips and swiftly sucked his whole pale wrinkled 
peter into her mouth. Rob let out a yelp of surprise and pleasure, 
practically rising off the bed. 

"Awwww," he cried, "yeah, yeah, lick my cock ... Oh, men, that's great ... 
Suck it, Tammy, suck it ... " 

She sucked greedily, ravenously on his limp meat, her mouth like a boiling 
watery furnace around him. It wasn't long before she felt his soft doughy 
peter starting to twitch into life. It lurched and jerked, then slowly 
lengthened and fattened on her tongue. It swelled and got stiff. Little 
drops of tasty juice began to leak from the knobby head of his prick. 

"Awww, Christ, I'm getting hard," Rob whimpered. 

He didn't have to tell her. Tammy could feel his revived cock growing longer 
till it was butting the back of her throat. It thickened till it stretched 
her lips almost painfully. Happy and excited, she sucked hard and fast on 
his stiffening cock till she was sure it was hard enough. Only then did she 
let it snap from her lips. It hugged his belly tightly, spit-soaked, swollen 
and drooling. 

Tammy rolled off him, onto her back, and spread her legs wide for him like 
she'd done before on their first abortive attempt at balling. Her pert 
pretty face was flushed with horny need, her pretty little slit wet and 
swollen. She writhed with impatience, her slim hips undulating in a helpless 
fucking motion. 

"We can do it now, Rob," she said breathlessly. "Your cock's hard. Hurry, 
HURRY, get over here and put it IN me!" 

Rob obeyed, steeling himself not to spoil their fun by cumming too soon this 
time. He scrambled between her widely parted legs, seized his painfully 
stiff cock, and pressed the bright red drooling head against the steamy 
little pit of her cunt mouth. Both teenagers were trembling with excitement 
as he pushed into her, lodging his thick hard cockhead about an inch deep. 

"Ooooo," Tammy crooned excitedly, "more, more, Rob ... Put it in deeper!" 

He pushed and managed to wriggle his long pale boy-cock a little deeper into 
her seething greedy twat. He was holding out fine, prepared to ball her for 
a long time, but he wasn't making much progress. Her thirteen-year-old 
virgin cunt was incredibly tight, just pencil width, and he really had to 
work to push his cock up her. It felt delicious, though, slick and hot and 
wet. He grunted and pushed. Tammy made little whining sounds and kept her 
legs wide open for him, and he thrust hard again-only to encounter a solid 
fleshy barrier that defeated all his efforts. 

"Damn," he said, "I'm stuck. I guess it must be your hymen, but I can't get 
in any farther." 

Tammy knew about her hymen, and she said grimly, "You've gotta break through 
it, Rob. Push really hard." 

He drew his hips back and then lunged forward, pushing hard as she told him 
to. There was a giving, rending sensation, and Tammy gave a shrill shriek of 
pain. Rod didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't halt his momentum. His 
hard sharp boy-prick tore through her hymen and rammed the rest of the way 
up her tight virgin cunt, butting her tender womb. 

"Ooooo," she wailed. "OWWW!! ! " 

Rob felt like a heel, hurting her like that, but he couldn't help enjoying 
the delicious fit of her tiny cunt around his achingly stiff dick. It was 
the perfect nest for a horny boy-cock, squeezingly tight, fiery hot, and 
slick and juicy. He held still, fully lodged in her, savoring that snug 
scalding fleshy grip. 

"I'm sorry, Tammy," he said breathlessly, "sorry I had to hurt you. You want 
me to pull out?" 

To his relief, she said, "N-no, Rob, it isn't hurting so much now. Go ahead 
and ball me, okay?" 

"Okay," he said happily. 

He'd thought he wouldn't know what to do once he was into her, but his 
instincts told him. He just followed the urge to move his dick in her, 
getting plenty of sweet hot friction. He sawed and probed in and out, 
shivering with pleasure, and decided that fucking had to be the greatest 
pleasure in the world. Her tight gripping twat blazed and juiced around him, 
and with each thrust he penetrated clear to her slick womb. 

Tammy held still awhile, just seeing how it felt, still recovering from the 
sharp pain of having her hymen ripped apart. It felt weird having Rob's cock 
inside her, that long sausage-like organ moving up and down her tight tender 
cunt. After a few moments, though, it began to feel good. Little waves of 
pleasure washed through her belly and grew to larger and larger pleasant 
sensations. She began to murmur her enjoyment. 

"Ummm," she said, "ummm ... It's starting to feel pretty good now, Rob ... 
How is it for you?" 

"Great," he sighed, "just fantastic..." 

Soon Tammy was in full agreement with him. As the pain faded and her 
enjoyment grew, she started to dig each deep thick thrust of his stiff cock, 
arching her body to take him in as deep as possible. Her cunt responded to 
the delicious friction by creaming heavily and helplessly. She loved having 
that big jerking prick inside her, it felt so good. 

"Ohhh, Rob," she sighed, "I just love it ... Ball me faster and harder now, 
okay? I could go for that." 

"You got it," Rob said happily. 

In fact that was just what he'd been longing to do for some minutes now, to 
ball her furiously, slam his cock in her, and not worry about hurting her. 
He wasted no time. He started fucking her like crazy, ramming his eager dick 
in and out of her wet little hole with blinding speed. The two kids howled 
with pleasure and clung tightly to each other, hips bucking, bedsprings 
creaking. In their hot excitement they couldn't be quiet. They yelped, 
wailed, moaned, and sighed. 

The gigantic climax hit them at the same time. Tammy and Rob both emitted a 
howl of pleasure as their bodies began to spasm deliriously. Rob felt her 
cunt tighten around his squirting dick like a velvet vise, and Tammy felt 
the powerful jet of his cum into her womb. They clung to each other, rocking 
violently, wailing their joy. 

"Ohhhh, it's so GOOD," Tammy shrieked. 

"Man, it's GREAT," Rob howled. 

Finally their spasms died down, and they lay together panting and grinning, 
Rob's shrinking prick still lodged deep in her cum-filled cunt. It was only 
then that they began to get the feeling that they weren't alone.... 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Jim and Joy approached the cabin silently, on bare feet, holding their shoes 
in their hands. They felt like sneaky spies, but they just had to know what 
the kids did when they were left alone together. Both prayed that they'd 
discover nothing wrong. They loved their kids and didn't want to have to 
punish them. They didn't want to have to break up that happy vacation scene. 

Brother and sister peered in the living room window and saw that no one was 
there. Putting a finger to his lips, Jim silently led the way around the 
house to the front door. He and Joy entered without a sound and stood in the 
lighted living room. It was empty, all right, but from down the hall they 
could hear noises. 

Joy turned pale as she listened. There were no intelligible words, just a 
lot of unrestrained yelping and howling and moaning. Jim went white, too, 
but managed to maintain his composure. Again he put a finger to his lips, 
motioned Joy to follow him, and they began creeping down the hall. The 
strange animal noises got louder, and they could hear bedsprings creaking, 
too. 

The first bedroom, Rob and Jim's, was dark and empty, but the women's room 
was lit and the door standing open. Jim and Joy moved over to it and looked 
in. The shock hit them like a kick in the gut. For a long horrible moment 
they just stood there and stared, not wanting to believe what they saw. 

On the bed were their son and daughter, stark naked, fucking furiously. The 
shocked parents could even see Rob's slim pale cock zipping in and out 
between Tammy's swollen pink pussylips, emerging cream-soaked from her tiny 
hole only to plunge in deep again in a hard thrust. It was quite obvious 
that Tammy wasn't being forced, either. Her childish face was twisted into a 
horny grin, and she made continuous sounds of pleasure. 

Joy reeled dizzily, and Jim caught her around the waist to keep her from 
falling. She opened her mouth, perhaps to scream, but no sound came out. Jim 
was equally at a loss for words. He was trying to think what to say, how to 
confront the kids-when suddenly Rob and Tammy both began to cum. 

"Ohhhh, it's so GOOD," Tammy cried. 

"Man, it's GREAT," Rob yelped. 

Their hips jerked, their bellies smacked, and Rob's hot boy-cum jetted into 
Tammy's tight little cunt, filling and overflowing it, pooling on the 
bedspread below. The ecstatic kids clung to each other and howled their 
pleasure till at last their spasms ended. Only then did they happen to 
glance at the open doorway and see their parents. 

Parents and children stared at each other for one long horrified moment, and 
then Tammy said, "MOM! UNCLE JIM-what are you doing back so EARLY!? ! " 

"We can see you didn't expect us," Jim said grimly. "Kids, I don't really 
know what to say, but this is very serious. We-" 

He didn't get any farther, because at that moment Joy went completely to 
pieces. She began to shudder violently, and she burst into loud hysterical 
tears. 

"Oh, my God," she sobbed, "my little girl ... She's only thirteen ... Ohhh, 
this is terrible..." 

Jim seized her by the shoulders and started steering her towards the other 
bedroom. He looked sternly at the kids and said, "I want you two to separate 
and STAY apart until I can talk to you. Tammy, you stay in your room. Rob, 
go in the front room and wait for me. When I get Joy calmed down, well 
talk." 

The tone of his voice made them obey instantly. Rob grabbed his clothes and 
hurried out of the room. Tammy covered herself with the bedclothes. Jim 
guided his weeping, hysterical sister into the other bedroom and closed the 
door. Joy clung to him, sobbing wildly. 

"Oh, Jim," she said, "what are we going to do? They're only babies. They're 
not old enough for this kind of thing." 

"Obviously, they ARE old enough, Joy," he said, "or they wouldn't be doing 
it. Anyhow, the damage is done and we can't change that. What we have to do 
now is calm down and think. You're in no condition to be reasonable right 
now. I'm going to put you to bed. In the morning we'll decide what to do." 

She nodded, too shocked and weary to protest. Jim guided her over to one of 
the beds, and she sat down, limp and unresisting. He knelt to take off her 
shoes, and she thought miserably of what they'd have to do tomorrow. Tammy 
and Rob could never be left alone together again. She and Tammy would have 
to return to New York, their vacation spoiled. Her little girl wasn't a 
virgin any more... 

"Lie down, Joy," said Jim soothingly. 

She obeyed, hardly knowing what she was doing. She seemed to be in a trance, 
retreating from shock by becoming listless and inattentive. Jim saw that she 
wasn't going to make any effort to undress herself, so he grimly set about 
doing it. He hiked her long dress up above her waist and gently took down 
her panties. As he stared at her lovely golden muff, he suddenly shivered 
with the delicious memory of what they'd done on the beach. He remembered 
ravenously eating her fragrant pussy, remembered her greedily sucking his 
cock and eating his cum. Christ, it had been good... 

He tried to control himself. Two acts of incest were enough for one night, 
after all. In a way he and Joy were just as guilty as the kids. The cousins 
had balled, yes, but brother and sister had eaten each other to cumming, and 
that had to be just as bad... 

He removed Joy's panties, trying not to gawk at her lovely blonde curl patch 
and the rich scarlet line of her slit. He rolled her over gently and undid 
the long zipper at the back of her dress. She was limp as a doll as he drew 
the dress off. She wasn't wearing a bra-she couldn't with a dress cut that 
low. Her big thrusting ripe tits wobbled into view, capped with pretty pink 
nipples. 

Again Jim felt a rush of excitement. He'd only seen those fantastic boobs 
from a distance. Guiltily he allowed his hands to "accidentally" trail over 
the soft creamy globes of flesh, shivering as he felt their silky throbbing 
heat. God, it would be fun to play with those gorgeous tits. They'd overflow 
his hands.'. . 

Cut it out, he thought sternly. She's your sister ... 

He had her fully naked now, but she was as unresponsive as ever, just 
staring dully into space, not moving. Jim guiltily took a moment to ogle his 
sister's statuesque tan body, her long legs and tiny waist and big 
melon-shaped tits. He stared longingly at her pretty platinum muff, wishing 
he could press his face there again. Joy had had enough shock for one 
evening, though, and he ought to get her to bed. He drew back the covers and 
tried to ease her under them. 

She wouldn't cooperate. Instead of moving under the covers, she reached up 
and gripped his arms, her eyes frantic. "Jim," she said, "don't leave me, 
please, I'm so upset. Would you please just lie here beside me for a while, 
till I fall asleep?" 

"Sure, honey," he said. 

He didn't like the idea much. Lying there next to her hot lovely naked body, 
he was sure to get even more aroused then he already was. It was a terrible 
temptation, and he didn't know if he could resist it. His conscience told 
him, of course, that this woman was his sister and that it was a grave sin 
to lust for her, but his body had no morals at all. It simply recognized a 
powerfully attractive female who turned him on violently. 

With a heavy sigh he started to lie down beside her, but Joy said with some 
concern, "You'd better take off your suit, Jim. It's the only one you 
brought, and it could get wrinkled." 

Oh, Christ, Jim thought. 

Everything seemed to conspire to tempt him. He stood up and removed his suit 
and hung it in the closet. He wished he'd bothered to wear shorts, but he 
hadn't. His semi-erect prick weaved heavily, lewdly before him as he 
returned to the bed. He noticed Joy's glazed blue eyes focused on his 
wobbling meat, and he wondered what she was thinking. 

Joy wasn't thinking very clearly, that much she was sure of. She felt 
shocked and numbed, and her plea to Jim had been sincere-she wanted a warm 
comforting body beside her till she fell asleep. What she hadn't considered 
was that his body had such power to arouse her. She'd really been concerned 
about his suit getting wrinkled, but she hadn't thought about how his 
powerful naked body would reawaken her longing for him. She barely 
suppressed a horny moan as he walked toward the bed, his long thick dick 
waving heavily before him. 

She closed her eyes and tried to blot out her lusty thoughts as Jim got onto 
the bed and lay down beside her. It was impossible. As his warm body touched 
hers, she felt a wave of lust so strong and dizzying that she almost 
groaned. Her immoral pussy went instantly damp with eager juice. Oh, God, 
what had she gotten herself into? 

Jim slipped an arm under her and held her close, as if comforting a 
frightened child. "You just relax now, Sis," he said. "I'll be here till you 
fall asleep." 

"All right, Jim," she said weakly. 

It was impossible to relax, of course, and she doubted she could go to sleep 
with all that delicious temptation right next to her. Her bare sensitive tit 
lay against his thickly hair-matted chest, and their thighs pressed hotly 
together. She wanted him so badly, she had to grit her teeth to keep from 
moaning. 

Get hold of yourself, she thought. He's your brother, for God's sake... 

She closed her eyes and tried to sleep, but it was impossible. His 
deliciously masculine body gave off a warmth and scent that revved her 
desire up to the bursting point. Her pussy creamed furiously, and she was 
afraid Jim would detect her horny trembling. She was completely ashamed of 
herself, but she could not stop the agonizing wave of lust she felt for her 
handsome brother. 

Jim was having equal difficulty in relaxing. He told himself sternly, over 
and over again, that this woman was his own blood sister and that he should 
be ashamed to lust for her. It did no good at all. His silent lectures to 
himself kept getting interrupted by helpless horny memories of how Joy's 
cunt had felt when he had his tongue deep inside her-searing hot, 
deliciously slick and juicy and clinging. How he'd love to get his cock in 
there ... As he thought of it, to his horror, his cock began to stiffen and 
rise... 

Joy tossed restlessly, and she opened her eyes for a moment to see if Jim 
was asleep. The first thing she saw was his slowly rising prick. She 
couldn't take her eyes off it. It twitched, lurched, and sprang into 
stiffness, pointing straight up at the ceiling. The thick pale stalk 
throbbed with readiness, blue veins standing out. The big knobby head turned 
purple with engorgement and weeped a big bubble of cream. 

Joy felt a helpless scalding rush of juice from her hungry cunt that soaked 
the blanket beneath her. She wanted that big gorgeous cock inside her, 
wanted it urgently. After more than a year without a man, her need was 
desperate. The young surfer's lovemaking had been long and good, but it had 
only whetted her appetite. She clenched her teeth to stifle her horny moans. 

Jim's cock felt ready to burst with its pent-up load, and he knew he 
couldn't lie still a moment longer. His balls hurt with the need for 
release. He was just going to have to get up and go to the John and jerk 
off, otherwise he couldn't trust himself to behave. He lifted himself on one 
elbow and sneaked a glance at his sister, hoping she'd be asleep. 

Far from being asleep, Joy was quite alert, her blue eyes focused hotly on 
his erect prick. She was licking her lips and trying to stifle little sighs 
of longing. It was too much for Jim. With a hoarse moan of lust, he rolled 
over onto her and forced her silky thighs apart with his knees. His rigid 
drooling dick was imprisoned between their bellies. 

"Joy," he said hoarsely, "to hell with what the world thinks-I have to have 
you." 

Her blue eyes widened, a mixture of lust and shock. "Oh, God, Jim, no," she 
whimpered, "you know it isn't right. I want you, too, darling, I admit 
it-but how could we live with ourselves afterwards? My God, Jim, we're 
brother and sister..." 

"I don't care," Jim said firmly. "It doesn't matter, as long as no one 
knows. It's our business, Joy, our business alone. Come on, sweetheart-if we 
want each other so much, love each other so much, can it really be wrong?" 

Joy moaned loudly. Her mind seemed hopelessly torn between lust and 
conscience. "Oh, Jim, I don't know," she sobbed. "I just feel it would be 
terribly wrong." 

"No," he said hotly, "no, it would be good, Joy ... Just feel ... " 

He eased his rock-hard creaming prick down between her legs and rubbed the 
hard head against her famished pussy. Joy moaned loudly. He could tell how 
aroused she was. Her slit was swollen taut, soaking wet, and scalding hot. 
His touch made her flinch with sharp pleasure. Feebly she pushed at his 
shoulders, but he kept rubbing his hot hard cock-head back and forth over 
her creaming swollen gash-and after a long moment she shuddered and went 
limp, her legs falling wide open. 

"Darling," she said dazedly. 

"Yes, baby, yes," Jim crooned, "it's gonna be good ... Trust me..." 

Trembling eagerly, he slid the big hard head of his cock into the steamy 
little pit of her cunt mouth. He pushed, and as he glided into her, Joy 
arched her body to receive him and gave a hoarse sustained moan of bliss. 
Her cunt was every bit aS great as he'd imagined, tight and slick and 
boiling. He moaned, too, as he felt his thick stiff meat penetrating clear 
to her womb. 

"Ahhh, God, Jim," she whined, "I can't help it ... I want you ... Oh, 
darling, your cock feels so good in me..." 

"I can't fight it, either, honey," he sighed. "I had to have you. Christ, 
it's good ... You're so hot in there, baby..." 

Brother and sister, so alike with their tall attractive blonde bodies, 
melted into each other's fierce embrace and began to move their hips 
together as if they were made for each other. They forgot everything else 
but the fierce joy of fucking. Jim moved his cock steadily, deeply, in Joy's 
seething wet cunt, and they moaned together in intense pleasure. 

"Fuck me," Joy chanted, "fuck meeee!! ! ! " 

"Oh, baby, yessss," Jim whined. 

Tammy sat still as long as she could. There was no question of going to 
sleep even though it was late, almost midnight. She was too upset. She knew 
her mother and uncle were terribly upset by their discovery of Tammy and Rob 
balling, and she was very afraid that they'd separate the kids for good. She 
didn't want to go back to New York and never see Rob again. She just had to 
do something... 

At last she crept naked to the door of her room and listened. There seemed 
to be no one in the hall. She opened the door silently and crept out into 
the dark hallway. She could see only one light, coming from the front room. 
She sneaked up to it and saw Rob sitting alone on the couch. He looked 
depressed and hadn't bothered to put his clothes on. He stared gloomily into 
space. 

"Rob," she said in a whisper. 

He started, then looked at her grimly. "What're we gonna do, Tammy?" he 
said. "They won't ever let us see each other again." 

"I know," she said, "but we can't let that happen. We'll talk to them, Rob, 
make them see it our way. I don't care how long it takes, we'll change their 
minds. Where are they-in the other bedroom?" 

Rob nodded, and Tammy beckoned him to follow her. The naked kids tiptoed 
down the dark hall to the first bedroom. The door was closed, but they could 
see a faint crack of light under it. 

"Good," Tammy said, "they're still awake. We're gonna go in there and talk 
to them, and we're gonna be brave and hold out for what we want-right?" 

"Right," Rob said firmly. 

Tammy opened the door without a sound. The kids started into the room, then 
stopped abruptly and gawked. For a moment they couldn't believe what they 
saw. Their parents were lying naked on the bed, fucking violently. Brother 
and sister balling each other-It was far worse than what the cousins had 
done. 

Tammy and Rob turned to stare at each other. Slowly their expressions 
changed from shock to glee. Now they had a hold over their parents. Jim and 
Joy couldn't separate them because the kids knew the adults' guilty secret. 
By God, if Joy and Jim could get it on, so could Tammy and Rob... 

The teenaged cousins didn't have to speak. They knew already what their plan 
would be. They'd just stand there quietly, watching, until Joy and Jim 
noticed them. They they'd make their demands ... They leaned against the 
door frame, getting comfortable, and Rob slipped his arm around Tammy's 
waist and gave her an affectionate squeeze. 

She grinned up at him, her eyes bright with mischief... 

Joy had never known such pleasure from any man she'd balled. Jim was a whole 
new dimension. She lost complete control of herself, howling with joy, 
throwing her legs wide open to him, nearly fainting with pleasure each time 
his wonderfully thick long cock plunged hard to her womb. 

"Oh, Jim, darling," she wailed, "I love it, I LOVE IT..." 

Jim, too, was having the most exciting sexual experience of his life as he 
worked his hungry hard cock fast and violently in his sister's blazing 
cream-flooded cunt. He'd lost all concern with morality or consequences, 
oblivious of everything but the magically good fit of his thick meat in her 
snug slick twat. He screwed her with almost brutal force, making her cum 
again and again, till finally he couldn't hold back his own release. 

"Joy, baby, I'm gonna cum," he panted, "can't hold out ... " 

She threw her long legs around his waist and dug down with her heels, 
forcing his hard cockhead snug against her slick womb. Jim gave a long 
hoarse growl of pleasure as he began jetting his cum into her, spurt after 
spurt of hot sticky jism saturating his sister's squeezing hot cunt. Joy 
whined with excitement as she took her brother's blazing load of cum into 
her greedy convulsing twat. 

At last his spasms ended, and he sank down limp on top of her, sweaty and 
panting. Joy hugged him fiercely, delighted with the fantastic fuck he'd 
given her-the very best she'd ever had. Jim returned her hard embrace with 
equal affection. No woman had ever made him cum like that before, violently 
and explosively. His limp cock gave one last twitch in her soaked hole, and 
brother and sister grinned at each other when they felt it. 

Joy sighed and glanced idly around the room. Her eyes caught the kids 
standing in the doorway, flickered past them, then returned. She gawked in 
horror and opened her mouth to scream, but all she could do was gasp. 

"What is it?" Jim said. "What's wrong, Joy?" He followed her stricken gaze, 
saw the kids, and turned ghostly pale. "Oh, my God," he said. "Oh, NO ... " 

"Oh, yes," said Tammy with a big grin. "We saw everything ... " 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Joy wanted to die of shame. From the expression on the kids' faces they'd 
seen everything, all right. They'd seen her balling her own brother. Panic 
gripped her. What was she going to do? How could she keep the kids from 
telling her shameful secret? 

Jim felt just as worried. He felt sure the kids were going to use their 
knowledge somehow. After all, he and Joy had broken up their scene not half 
an hour ago, coming down heavily on them for fucking. Then the grownups had 
turned right around and done the same thing. Surely Tammy and Rob were ripe 
for revenge. Scared as he was, he decided he'd better take over before 
things got out of hand. 

"All right, kids," he said as calmly as he could, "come on in and sit down, 
and we'll talk about it." 

Tammy and Rob came and sat on the edge of the bed, but they didn't look like 
they wanted to talk. "There's really not much to say, Dad," Rob said grimly. 
"We just want equal rights, that's all. I mean, if you and Aunt Joy can get 
it on, then Tammy and I can, too." 

"Exactly," said Tammy. "It's just not fair for you two to ball when you 
won't let us do it. Wow, we're only cousins, but you guys are brother and 
sister." 

Jim reddened, and Joy moaned, "Oh, my God, Jim, what are we going to do? We 
can't let them-" 

Jim silenced her with a wave of his hand. "Joy," he said, "don't panic 
again. That's not going to help. Let's just talk this thing out. Kids, 
you're right in some ways, but our situations aren't exactly the same. In 
one way there's a big difference. You're only thirteen and fourteen, only in 
junior high. Joy and I just don't think you're old enough to handle a scene 
like this." 

That didn't cut any ice with the kids. They glared at him, and Tammy said, 
"Oh, come off it, Uncle Jim. Our age is no excuse for leaving us out of the 
fun. We're not changing our minds. If you guys get to do it, then we do, 
too." 

"That's right," Rob said. "I mean, you wouldn't want everybody to know that 
you were balling your own sister, would you, Dad?" 

There it was, right out in front-the kids were going to use their knowledge 
to blackmail their parents. The parents could either let the cousins screw 
freely, or they could let the world know of their even worse act of incest. 
Jim and Joy could tell from the kids' faces that they weren't going to 
change their minds. 

Jim turned to his sister and gave a helpless shrug. "Joy, I just don't see 
what else we can do," he said. "We're gonna have to let them have their way. 
Neither you nor I can afford to let anyone know about this." 

Joy moaned. "But it isn't right," she said miserably. "Children their age 
shouldn't be having sex." 

Tammy gave a loud impatient sigh. "It doesn't matter what you think about 
it, Mom," she said. "That's how it has to be-unless you want everyone to 
know what you did." 

"Let me think," Joy said desperately. "There must be a solution." 

Everyone but Joy knew there was no other solution, knew the kids wouldn't 
give in, but she looked so upset, they kept quiet and let her think. Each of 
them had something to think about, too. 

Jim was thinking that the kids had played right into his hands. After all, 
if the kids were fucking, there was no reason why he and Joy shouldn't fuck, 
too. He wanted his beautiful sister-not just for one night, but for a long 
long time. Maybe it was unnatural and evil, but he was beyond caring. No 
woman had ever excited him so much or satisfied him so well. 

Rob was thinking how gorgeous his Aunt Joy was without her clothes. She was 
the first mature woman he'd seen naked. He was trying not to gawk, not to 
reveal his sudden lust, but he found himself wanting her badly. That tall 
curvy body, those big ripe boobs, and that pretty thick blonde muff were a 
powerful temptation to the ever-horny adolescent. With the knowledge he and 
Tammy had, they might be able to blackmail the grownups into quite a few 
things. The only thing was, would Tammy be jealous? 

Rob sneaked a look at Tammy and found that she was staring right at his 
Dad's limp thick cock. She was licking her lips. Could she be thinking the 
same thing he was? Did she want to get it on with the grownups, too? 

Indeed, she did. Tammy found herself getting hotter by the minute, hot for 
her Uncle Jim. That mature male body of his was just fantastic, muscular, 
hairy, and powerful. His cock was enormous even when limp. Her little pussy 
grew wet and horny again when she thought of taking that monstrous dick into 
her body. And why not? With their shameful knowledge, the kids could force 
the adults into anything ... She just wondered if Rob would be jealous and 
upset about her getting it on with his Dad. She turned to look at him. 

Their eyes met, and Rob and Tammy instantly understood each other. They 
wanted their aunt and uncle. Tammy grinned and nodded at Rob, and then she 
began to speak to her mother in a sympathetic voice. 

"Mom," she said, "I don't think it's our age that's really bothering you. 
It's all your hang-ups about sex. I mean, you think sex is dirty, something 
that has to be hidden. But if you look at is as a good thing, a natural 
thing, then there's no reason everybody shouldn't do it." 

Joy blushed. "I guess I do have a lot of hang-ups," she said. "It's the way 
I was raised. It's hard for me to accept the idea that teenagers should be 
free to make love." 

"Everybody should be free, Aunt Joy," said Rob. "There's nothing bad about 
it, as long as everybody's willing. Age has nothing to do with it." 

"Relationship doesn't, either," said Jim. "It's only society that says you 
and I shouldn't be lovers, Joy-but actually we're not hurting anybody. The 
kids are right. As long as the rest of the world doesn't know, the four of 
us can do what we want." 

The kids grinned at each other. Jim didn't know it, but he was playing right 
into their hands. Obviously his only aim was to get Joy to ball him again, 
but his words supported what the kids wanted-for everyone to ball everyone 
else. 

"See, Mom, we all agree," said Tammy. "You're the only holdout. Come on, 
don't spoil everybody else's fun." 

Joy sighed deeply. "I'm sorry," she said, "I just don't approve." She got up 
from the bed and started out of the room. "I'm going to bed now," she said. 
"Tammy, you'd better come along soon and get some rest. Well be leaving 
tomorrow. It's my duty to take both of us away from this temptation." 

As she walked out of the room, Jim, Tammy and Rob looked at each other in 
consternation. "Oh, shit," said Rob, "she's gonna spoil everything." 

"I'll be frank with you, kids," said Jim. "I don't want to lose her. Will 
you help me change her mind?" 

"Sure," said Tammy, "but we'd better be frank with you, too, Uncle Jim. Rob 
and I don't just wanta get it on with each other-we wanta do it with you 
guys, too. Will you help us with that?" 

Jim blushed hotly at her suggestion, but it didn't take him long to make up 
his mind. He wasn't wild about sharing Joy with his own son, but to ball 
little Tammy-well, that would be a treat to say the least. He briefly ogled 
the girl's pert round tits and her tiny platinum muff. He thought about 
getting into a tight thirteen-year-old pussy. Yes, this was a deal he could 
go for... 

"Okay," he said, grinning, "you're on. Now all we have to do is persuade 
Joy." 

The kids shouted with glee and followed Jim out of the bedroom. All three 
were determined to change Joy's mind, no matter what methods they had to 
use. They walked into the other bedroom and found her still naked, just 
turning back the covers of her bed. She whirled and stared at them as they 
trooped into the room grinning mischievously. 

"Please," she said, "I've made up my mind. Tammy and I are going back to New 
York tomorrow. It won't do any good to argue with me." 

"Arguing isn't what we had in mind, Sis," said Jim. 

He walked right over to her, put his arms around her, and drew her down on 
the bed. The grinning kids followed, jumping up onto the bed beside them. 
Joy gave a gasp of alarm and tried to fight loose, but Jim and Tammy held 
her arms and legs, pinning her down on her back. Her blue eyes widened in 
horror. 

"What are you DOING?" she said. 

"We're gonna change your mind, Mom," said Tammy. "We know you'll see it our 
way if you just find out how much fun it can be." 

"Fun?" said Joy. "What are you talking about? What are you going to do?" 

Jim kissed her quickly on the mouth. "Just relax and enjoy yourself, Sis," 
he said lustily. "Rob is gonna ball you." 

"WHAT?" said Joy in a horrified croak. 

She stared at her fourteen-year-old nephew. Rob hadn't said anything so far. 
He just stared at her lush naked body like she was a perfectly broiled steak 
and he was a starving man. His eyes flicked hotly over her wobbling ripe 
tits and her thick blonde muff. His adolescent cock was stiff as a board, 
five rigid inches of pale meat capped with a bright red drooling head. He 
moved toward her... 

"NOOOO!" Joy screamed. 

She bucked and fought, but Jim and Tammy managed to hold her in place. She 
couldn't believe it was happening-that they meant to force her to have sex 
with her own teenage nephew, a boy young enough to be her son. They must be 
out of their minds. 

"For God's sake, why?" she said. "Why me and Rob?" 

"The kids had a great idea, honey," said Jim. "They thought we might as well 
all get it on with each other. I agree." 

"Oh, my God," said Joy. 

She couldn't fight loose. They were too strong for her. As Rob crawled 
toward her, his pale boy-cock stiffly hugging his belly and drooling bright 
bubbles of juice, Tammy and Jim pulled her legs open, exposing her lush red 
mature slit. Rob's eyes widened hungrily when he looked between her legs. 
Joy could have died of shame. 

"Oh, please, no," she sobbed, "don't let him fuck me!" 

She felt Rob's sleek hard body easing between her forcibly parted legs. "I 
think I know how to mellow her out a little," he said. "I don't wanta ball 
her like this, crying and fighting and all." 

"Do whatever you think is best, son," said Jim. 

Joy felt hot moist breath fanning her exposed slit, and then Rob's slick 
tongue tickled her sensitive clit, sending a sharp and unexpected jab of 
pleasure through her belly. She looked down and saw his glossy brown head 
bobbing up and down between her thighs. My God, the boy was going to eat her 
pussy ... She was shocked and horrified. 

"Jim," she said, "how can you let your own son DO this?" 

Her brother only grinned at her. "Good training," he said. 

"Hey, don't knock it, Mom," Tammy said earnestly. "Rob eats pussy really 
good. I know you'll dig it." 

Joy's mind whirled. She couldn't comprehend children as young as Rob and 
Tammy knowing all the kinky variations of sex. It was a nightmare that Jim 
should assist them in their evil plan. The worst thing of all, though, was 
the way her wanton pussy was responding to Rob's vigorous tonguing. She felt 
herself getting rapidly aroused, it felt so good. She clenched her teeth and 
kept her body rigid and unyielding. She must never never let them know that 
she liked it ... 

Rob was trying all the techniques he'd used to turn on Tammy. He licked and 
tongued briskly and thoroughly all over Joy's deep red wet slit, from the 
little light brown wrinkle of her ass-hole right up to the fat fleshy lump 
of her clit. Her mature golden-fringed gash excited him powerfully, and he 
could hardly wait till he had mounted her, his chest flattening her huge 
ripe tits, his eager young cock lodged deep in her fiery cunt. 

He didn't want to ball a protesting woman, though. He found no fun in that. 
He wanted his gorgeous blonde aunt to respond to him lustily, to dig his 
fucking. He wanted to get her very aroused first. He decided to concentrate 
on her ripe red clit. He fastened his lips around the silky button, drew it 
into his mouth, and sucked on it, at the same time tickling it with his 
tongue. Joy lurched violently and stifled a moan. Was he getting to her? 

"Nooo," she whined, "oh, please, nooo ... Rob, stop ... Wicked..." 

He sucked harder on her fat mature red clit, enjoying her salty taste. Her 
thick golden muff tickled his nose. After a moment or so he began to detect 
the signs he was hoping for. Her aroused cunt began to leak hot steamy juice 
onto his chin. Her lush body quivered and turned a mottled pink. Her 
breathing got very fast and heavy. Still she didn't voice her pleasure, 
didn't reveal to the others that he was getting to her. His pretty aunt was 
being very stubborn... 

Still sucking hotly and juicily on her swelling wet clit, Rob reached down 
into her crotch, smeared his little finger with her steamy slick cunt cream, 
and wedged the tip of his finger into the tightly clenched mouth of her 
ass-hole. Joy lurched again and moaned. 

"Ohhhh, NOOO," she cried. 

Rob ignored her protest and began wriggling his cream-soaked finger up her 
fiery tight bumhole. She whined and protested steadily, but he could feel 
her cunt gushing more and more hot cream all over his face. Her clit swelled 
in his mouth and squirted salty juice onto his tongue. He finally had his 
finger fully lodged in her squeezing slick ass-hole, and he began frigging 
her in quick cock-like jerks. 

"Ahhhh," Joy moaned, "n-noooo ... OHHHHH!" 

Her body was so wracked with pleasure that she couldn't fight it any longer. 
She went limp and yielding, moaning softly and steadily as Rob deliciously 
frigged her sensitive ass-hole and sucked hotly on her greedy swollen clit. 
Tammy and Jim felt her giving in. They knew they didn't have to hold her 
down any longer. They let go of her, and Joy stayed right where she was, 
legs spread wide as Rob's head bounced up and down in her crotch. Slowly a 
lewd grimace twisted her pretty face. 

Tammy caught Jim's eye and winked at him. 

"It's our turn to have some fun, Uncle Jim," she said warmly. 

Jim blushed, still not quite at ease with the notion of balling a 
thirteen-year-old girl. He wanted her, all right, but he couldn't bring 
himself to just jump on her and stick it in her. Tammy didn't share his 
hesitation. She moved right over to where he lay, knelt beside him, and 
picked up his half-limp long dick in her hot little hands. 

"Wow, your cock is so big, Uncle Jim," she said admiringly. 

She slipped one little hand under his flaccid rosy balls and began to 
massage them gently but teasingly. With the other hand she curled her soft 
fingers around his semi-hard meat and started to pump. It was too much for 
Jim. Just the very idea of getting a hand job from a beautiful little blonde 
teenager turned him on hotly. He moaned and felt his balls swelling up tight 
on her palm, then his cock lurching into stiff life. In her pumping fist his 
dick grew long and hard and thick, the head swelling into a huge purple 
knob. 

"Far out," Tammy said delightedly. 

She was so excited with her uncle's enormous hard prick that she couldn't 
control herself. Still holding the lurching meat firmly in her hand, she 
dipped her head down, stuck out her little pink tongue, and began eagerly 
licking the dark red sensitive head of his cock. Big bubbles of juice popped 
from the dark mouth of his prick, and she greedily lapped them up and 
swallowed them. 

"Ahhhh, baby," Jim moaned, "that's great...." 

He reached out and slid his hand into Tammy's crotch, feeling the fierce 
heat of her horny young slit. Her pussy was already soaked and tightly 
swollen. He wiggled a stiff finger into the dripping little mouth of her 
cunt and probed in about an inch, finding her wonderfully tight and hot. He 
started to frig her with his thick fingertip, jerking in and out in quick 
fucking motions. 

"Ooooo," Tammy squealed, "yeah, move your finger in my cunt, Uncle Jim ... 
That feels great...." 

She licked his sensitive cock head faster and faster, and at the same time 
she slammed her hungry little twat up and down on the stiff, thick 
impalement of his finger. Jim sighed happily. Before long he was going to 
ball that deliciously tight eager teenage cunt. He just hoped his beloved 
sister was having as much fun as he was. He glanced over at Joy and Rob. 

Joy's long shapely legs were farther apart now, voluntarily opened wide to 
Rob's vigorously bobbing head. The boy was loudly sucking and licking her 
ripe swollen red cunt lips. Joy's head was thrown back, her lovely face 
deeply flushed with passion, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. She 
moaned hoarsely and incoherently. 

At last Rob raised his cream-soaked face, glanced at his ecstatic aunt, and 
then quickly scrambled farther up between her thighs. Eagerly he seized his 
rigid swollen prick and jammed it into the soaked mouth of her cunt, 
penetrating her in one rough deep thrust. He gave a yelp of excitement and 
began humping like crazy, his small tight butt flying. Joy's reaction was 
fascinating. 

"Wha--? " She gasped, her eyes opening wide. She saw that Rob was fucking 
her, and she looked horrified. "Ohhhh, NO," she cried, "no, take it out, Rob 
... Mustn't fuck meee ... Ohhhh, OHHHHH..." In a very few moments her voice 
went husky and yielding, and she lay back to enjoy her nephew's stiff 
furious fucking. "Ahhhhh," she moaned, "AHHHHH!! ! " 

Jim breathed a sigh of relief. Now he could concentrate completely on his 
own fun. He seized Tammy by the waist and lifted her easily into the air, 
bringing her down to straddle his loins. His huge erection, pointing 
straight up, made contact with her soaked hot little cunt. She got the idea 
and, grinning, she wiggled her pussy around till the huge purple head of his 
dick popped into her hot eager cunt mouth. With a squeal of delight she slid 
down the huge hard impalement of his cock, taking it all in one long thrust. 
Jim whined with pleasure as he felt his achingly stiff prick sheathed in her 
blazing slick little hole. 

"OOOOO," Tammy squealed, "wow, your cock feels so big in me, Uncle Jim ... 
Oh, wow, yeah, ball me!! ! " 

"You bet I will, honey," Jim said blissfully. 

The girl straddled him, squealing and moaning with pleasure, while Jim 
happily worked his thick straining cock in her juicy squeezing box. He 
glanced over at Joy and Rob to see how they were doing. Rob was fucking 
blissfully away, his stiff pale boy-cock slamming in and out of Joy's 
swollen pink cunt lips. Joy caught her brother's eye and blushed deeply. 

"Good, isn't it, Sis?" he said with a grin. 

"Ohhh, J-Jim," she said hoarsely, "it isn't right ... AHHHHHH ... W-we 
shouldn't be d-doing it ... Ahhhhh..." 

"Bullshit," Jim said with a laugh. 

Joy stared at him for a long moment, then, to his great relief, returned his 
wicked smile... 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

Four months had passed, and Jim was back in Los Angeles, back to work at his 
scuba shop. It was a late Friday afternoon and he was getting ready to close 
for the weekend. He decided to swing by a supermarket on his way home and 
pick up some special treat for Joy and the kids. He thought eagerly and 
affectionately of his new "family". 

They'd been a little worried when Joy and Tammy first moved in with him and 
Rob, wondering what the neighbors might think, but everything had gone 
smoothly. The neighbors thought it was wonderful that Jim's sister should 
live with him and help keep his house. They thought it was lovely that the 
two cousins, Tammy and Rob, got along so well. They just didn't know HOW 
well the family got along... 

Jim was pleased with the change. It was great having women in the house 
again, good cooking, decent housekeeping-and finally an answer to his 
endless horniness. In fact they were all very pleased with their idea of 
living together. He knew what the world would think, how scandalized people 
would be if they knew that brother and sister, cousin and cousin, were 
screwing up a storm behind the drawn drapes. Well, to hell with the world. 

He picked up some ice cream for the kids and a good bottle of scotch for 
himself and Joy. When he walked into the house, he was greeted with hugs and 
kisses from Tammy and Joy and with a big grin from Rob. He grinned back, 
sensing that they'd planned another of their kinky surprises. They liked to 
think up different ways to welcome him home from work. He was more than 
ready for anything they had to offer. The whole weekend lay ahead of them, 
endless time for fun... 

"What's for dinner?" he said casually, not letting them knew he was onto 
their "surprise". 

"Oh," Joy said just as casually, "we thought we'd roast hot dogs on the 
patio and then have a swim." 

"Sounds fine," said Jim. "I'll go put on my bathing suit." 

"Oh, Dad," Rob said with a groan, "don't be such a drag. Nobody's gonna wear 
a suit." 

"Oh, all right," said Jim innocently, "whatever you guys say." 

He started to take off his clothes and soon had the assistance of two eager 
pairs of female hands. The others stripped, too, and they wandered out into 
the back yard where Rob already had a fire going in the outdoor fireplace. 
Jim felt completely secure. With an eight-foot brick wall and a tangle of 
thick vines all around the place, no neighbors could see in to witness this 
strange family picnic. 

Joy put a tall scotch and water in his hand, and Jim sat down on one of the 
big poolside mats. Joy soon joined him with her own drink, snuggling up 
close and putting her soft hand on his naked thigh. She sipped her drink and 
gave a big sigh of contentment. Jim snuck a horny glance at her big ripe 
thrusting tits. 

"Oh, Jim," she said, "this is wonderful. I'm so glad we decided to move in 
with you. I've never been so happy. Of course I know most people would think 
we're crazy or depraved-" 

"Fuck them," Jim said, grinning. "They don't ever have to know. Just as long 
as the four of us are happy and not hurting anybody else, things will be 
fine." 

Joy watched Tammy and Rob, naked and squealing, chasing each other around 
the pool edge. "I just hope we did the right thing for the kids," she said. 

"Look at them," said Jim. "Did you ever see two happier kids? You know we 
did right, Joy." 

She watched and had to agree with him. Tammy and Rob were tanned, healthy, 
bright-eyed, and obviously having the time of their lives. Tammy could run 
fast enough to escape the pursuing Rob, but once in a while she'd slow her 
pace, let him catch up with her, and flush with lusty excitement as the 
eager boy fondled her perky round tits. Then she'd squeal, break away, and 
start the chase again. 

Joy watched with undisguised lust as Rob sped after his cousin, his pale 
young cock and rosy balls flopping crazily. She would never enjoy fucking 
any man as much as she did her own dear brother, but her nephew was plenty 
of fun in bed. That slim still-growing cock had given her plenty of pleasure 
in the last few months. She smiled to herself as she felt her inexhaustible 
pussy growing warm and moist. She wasn't ashamed of her lust any more, and 
she looked forward to satisfying it very soon.... 

Jim watched with an affectionate grin as Tammy raced around the pool, her 
pert little tits jiggling wildly, her cute butt bouncing. Though no woman 
excited and pleased him as much as his sister Joy, his niece was certainly 
fun to ball. As he thought of her deliciously snug teenage box, he felt his 
cock stirring into life, rising slowly to point at the evening sky. As his 
cock swelled and stiffened, he thought with satisfaction of the various ways 
he could get his rocks off that night. 

At last the kids tired of their game and came over to flop on the soft mat 
beside their parents. 

Tammy purred as she wiggled onto Jim's lap and ran her soft little hands 
over his broad hair-matted chest. Her plump little ass rubbed naughtily 
against-his rigid cock, pressing it against his belly. Rob snuggled up to 
Joy, circling her with his arms and cupping her heavy pale breasts, which 
overflowed his hands. Joy smiled and curled her fingers around his soft limp 
peter, pumping it lazily. 

"Well," Joy said, "who wants a hot dog?" 

The others burst into laughter. "Oh, Mom," said Tammy, "you're always 
thinking about feeding us. Nobody's hungry right now." 

"At least not for hot dogs," said Rob. 

"But you two are still growing," Joy said, "and Jim's had a long hard day at 
work. I should think you'd all want some dinner." 

"Later, Sis," Jim said with a chuckle. "I think we all have a more urgent 
need right now. Don't you?" 

Joy blushed bright red. She was still the most modest and inhibited of them 
al, but she was quickly overcoming it. "Yes," she said, "now that you 
mention it, I guess I do. Okay, the dinner will keep." 

"Right on, Mom," said Tammy. 

Still blushing, but obviously eager, Joy playfully pushed Rob into a 
kneeling position and crawled up behind him. She'd discovered this 
particular game by accident a couple of days ago. She found that by 
approaching the kneeling boy from behind she had an excellent view of his 
rosy young balls and the pure light brown wrinkle of his ass-hole. The sight 
made her mouth water. Nuzzling into the tight crease of his trim ass, she 
stuck out her tongue and eagerly lapped his dangling red nuts, making them 
flop and jiggle. Rob gave a gasp of pleasure when he felt her slick hot 
tongue lapping and teasing his tender balls. 

"Ummmm," Joy murmured, "Ummmm!" Her red wet tongue lashed eagerly over his 
flopping young balls. 

Tammy and Jim watched with amusement for a moment, and then Jim winked at 
his niece and sneaked up behind Joy. Her plump round ass was raised high in 
the air as she bent to lick Rob's balls. Jim had a very good view of her 
lewdly exposed pussy, a golden-fringed line of moist swollen scarlet flesh. 
Salivating heavily, he picked his target, the ripe puffed lips of her cunt. 
He stuck out his tongue and licked rapidly into the steamy wet folds of her 
pussylips. 

"Ooooo," Joy cried, "oooo, that feels nice..." 

She smiled as she went back to tonguing her nephew's tasty soft nut sac. 
Jim's rough thick tongue felt fantastically good as it tickled and steamed 
in the sensitive folds of her pussylips. She felt her cunt starting to 
trickle a stream of horny juice, and under her tongue she felt Rob's rosy 
balls starting to fatten and swell. 

Tammy, not to be left out of the fun, crept quietly up behind her uncle and 
eyed his huge bloated red balls. Jim was already fully erect, his huge hairy 
nut sac as big as an orange. Tammy's mouth watered. She thrust her flushed 
face into Jim's crotch, stuck out her little pink tongue, and began eagerly 
lapping his throbbing, fur-thatched balls. 

"Ahhhh, yeah," Jim gasped, "Yeah, lick my nuts, honey..." 

They were quiet a while then, except for various soft sounds-the juicy 
licking of tongues on flopping balls and creamy slit, little sighs and moans 
of pleasure. Tammy broke the spell when she decided to get a little 
stimulation for herself. Jim was licking Joy's pussy, and Tammy wanted 
someone to lick hers. 

"Hey," she said, "if we could just move closer together, make a little 
circle, then Rob could eat my pussy. I'm not getting any action back here." 

There was quick agreement, and they formed a small circle, faces thrust into 
crotches. Rob stared at Tammy's cute little pink slit and saw that his 
pretty cousin was already aroused and eager, her pussy moist and swollen and 
gleaming. He stuck out his tongue and wriggled it eagerly into her tight 
seeping cunt mouth. 

"Ooooo," Tammy squealed, "that's more like it ... Yeah, stick your tongue up 
my cunt, Rob ... Deeper ... Ohhhh, yesssss..." 

The lewd slurpy sucking noises started again, louder now, as each person 
sought to excite and stimulate the person in front of him. The girls lashed 
and tickled flopping tasty balls, and the men tongued wet swollen pussies. 
Soon everyone was gasping and panting with pleasure. Rob and Jim felt their 
cocks swelling up to near-bursting. 

Jim eyed his sister's cute little wrinkled ass-hole. He'd been wanting to 
get into that snug passage for some time now, but had hesitated because Joy 
hadn't lost all her inhibitions yet. He decided that tonight was the night. 
Smearing his bulbous purple cockhead in her slick pussy juice, he pressed 
the hard glans against her small clenched brownie and pushed. He groaned 
with excitement as he felt his sensitive prick-head pop inside her 
exquisitely tight hot anus. Joy gave a shrill squeak. 

"Jim, you idiot," she gasped, "you've got the wrong hole." 

"Oh, no, I don't, Sis," he panted. "I wanta fuck your ass..." 

He pushed in deeper, moaning blissfully at the tight fleshy fit, and Joy let 
her rectum relax till he was in all the way, his furry balls rubbing her 
creamy slit. At first she was a little afraid that his huge thick cock might 
split her tiny tight bumhole, but as he glided deep into her bowels, she 
felt overwhelming pleasure. 

"Oh, my God, darling," she whined, "it feels wonderful ... Yes, yes, Jim, 
fuck me in the ...?, ass.... 

Tammy perked up when she heard her mother's words. "Hey, Rob," she said, 
"let's try that, too. It sounds like fun. Hurry, stick your cock in my 
ass-hole." 

Rob never minded experimenting, so he obligingly pressed the cherry-red head 
of his dick against Tammy's wrinkled little brownie. He popped in and damn 
near came, she was so deliciously tight and hot. As he grunted and pushed 
his erect meat slowly up her searing hot bumhole, Tammy shrieked with 
excitement and pleasure. It really felt terrific, just like her mother said. 

Joy couldn't control her horny excitement and, seeking some outlet for it, 
she hungrily eyed the cute little wrinkle of her nephew's ass-hole. Panting, 
she thrust her tongue into Rob's tight brownie, snaking quickly up into his 
tight tasty rectum. She thrust her tongue in clear to the root, and Rob let 
out a yelp and rose right off the mat. 

"Ohhh, MAN," he gasped, "that feels fantastic, Aunt Joy ... Oh, yeah, don't 
stop..." 

"What's she doing?" Tammy said. 

"Got her tongue up my ass," Rob panted. "Feels GREAT..." 

Not to be outdone, Tammy took aim at her uncle's hairy wrinkled ass-hole and 
made her tongue stiff and slick. She started worming it up the hot pungent 
shithole, and Jim moaned loudly and hoarsely with the intense pleasure of 
it. In his excitement, he pumped his erect dick even harder and faster in 
his sister's wonderfully tight steamy bumhole. 

The four people formed a writhing, panting, moaning circle of bodies 
connected by busy cocks and tongues. They weaved and pumped together for 
long dizzy moments until at last a chain orgasm began, and Tammy and Joy 
shuddered and shook with violent pleasure, feeling their stuffed ass-holes 
flooded with sizzling cum. At last the quartet fell apart, panting and 
satisfied. 

"I'm hungry," Rob announced. 

They all laughed, and Joy got up to start dinner. She felt completely 
fulfilled and content, happier than she'd ever been in her life. If anyone 
had asked her the secret of her glowing joy, she could not have answered, 
"It's because I fuck my brother." No, that just wouldn't do. She'd only be 
able to smile smugly, keeping her strange secret to herself. 


THE END
