The Hungry Sister
by Rod Craymore 


FOREWORD 

As a country, the United States has come a long way since the monumental 
Code to Govern the Making of Motion and Talking Pictures was published by 
the Motion Picture Producers and Distributors of America in 1930. That code 
stated, in part, that the screen will never depict a man and woman in bed 
together, even if they are fully clothed. "...Sex perversion or any 
inference of it is forbidden. White slavery shall not be treated. 
Miscegenation is forbidden. Sex hygiene and venereal diseases are not 
subjects for motion pictures. Scenes of childbirth, mirrored on the face of 
the actress or in silhouette, are never to be represented. Children's sex 
organs are never to be exposed." 

Such a Code seems laughable today, but it was a stern fact in the thirties. 
The much heralded Sexual Revolution and increased education brought down 
that restrictive code shortly after World War II ended. Today, in sexual 
behavior, it would seem that almost anything within reason goes, as long as 
no one is injured by it. Even bestiality is getting a second look by some 
people, and in some parts of the world. But, of course, there is nothing new 
about bestiality. It is a fact that in the Canons of the Catholic Church, 
when a person confesses he or she had sexual intercourse with an animal, 
that the priest must determine whether the person has any affection for the 
animal before the extent of sin can be determined. 

About the only thing that hasn't been changed by the Sexual Revolution seems 
to be the public's opinion of incest. Incest has always been an 
understandable taboo with our society; the reasoning for it being the well 
known and proven fact that the human species has a tendency to degenerate 
with inter-breeding. Mental and physical weakness are magnified when 
interbred without new genes to counteract specific attributes. 

However, since the development of almost 100% safe contraceptive devices, it 
would seem evident that the only valid reason for denying incest has been 
eliminated. 

Motion picture and television script writer Rod Craymore has taken a close 
look at a typical American housewife who suddenly lets go her long pent-up 
inhibitions and starts doing exactly what she feels like doing. The result 
is The Hungry Sister, a rollicking tale of brother-sister love in which the 
neighborhood pet and his young master ultimately (and delightfully) get 
involved. 

No discerning reader can fail to understand the plight of young Nelly Beale, 
married to a disinterested older man, and unsatisfied sexually and 
emotionally. She is "bitchy" and a "nag", and she is the first to admit it. 
Out of boredom, the sensually alluring young wife teases her impressionable 
fourteen year old brother ... a "teasing" which rapidly turns to a 
devastating seriousness as her own hungers devour her inhibitions. 

It is Nelly, bigger than life itself innocent and still fresh even after her 
fall from grace who asks the most pertinent question of all: "If my brother 
is happy, if my husband is happy because I'm now a contented woman, and if 
I'm happy ... then who is to say that what I've done is wrong?" 

Who indeed? Can we, as a society, dictate what is right or acceptable sexual 
behavior. If so, then can we not dictate religiously ... politically? 

It is precisely because of the questions that Mr. Craymore raises (and 
deliberately leaves unanswered) that we are publishing this book. Mr. 
Claymore's philosophy seems to be that every person must be his own judge 
and jury in order to find personal happiness. 

And that is a subject worthy of any debate ... any book. 

-The Publishers 


CHAPTER ONE 

As the evening shadows descended on the house at 75 Davis Street, 
Holtsville, Florida, Nelly Beale stood at the kitchen window staring out 
into the night. There was a far away look of loneliness etched on her small 
oval shaped face. Her full ripe lips were drawn up into a pout, and her 
strawberry blonde hair hung in rippling waves down her back and shoulders. 
At twenty-nine, her sensuously well formed body was youthful and slender, 
and Nelly looked much younger than her years. 

The small town where she and her husband lived was just like many other 
small villages spread out over the state of Florida. Nothing exciting ever 
happened, and the weather was hot and humid in the summer ... leaving most 
people too washed out to care. With Nelly it was different. She seldom saw 
her husband who worked many long hours at his job, and there was no social 
life to speak of, leaving her bored and restless. Her days were filled with 
the dreary chores of housekeeping, ironing, and shopping for bargains to 
save money. Evenings, while her husband watched television, she sat in 
silence beside him, sometimes she knitted or crocheted and dreamed ... 
dreamed of her Prince Charming on a white charger rescuing her from her 
boring existence. 

As she turned from the window she sighed and thought, God! There must be 
something more to life than this. I'm actually a prisoner in my own home! 
Closing the kitchen door behind her, she slowly walked to the den to join 
her husband in front of the television. 

"Finish the dishes, honey?" Sam Beale mumbled as Nelly dropped into the 
chair beside him, never taking his eyes from the screen. The young wife 
mumbled "Uh-huh" and turned to stare at the picture in front of her. 

Sam was watching his regular Tuesday night shows, and he barely heard his 
wife's answer, not really caring. At forty-two, he was already an old man 
... old and tired from working early morning until late evening as the 
manager of a local chain supermarket. He was a small man, slightly graying, 
and had worry wrinkles around his eyes and carved into his forehead. He 
seemed to be forever worrying about his job ... how much money he made ... 
and how much money he could save for the day when he'd have to retire. And, 
he was an old-fashioned man when it came to his wife, for he believed she 
should stay home and take care of his needs and his home. He would never 
have a wife working and making him look bad. No sir! She would just have to 
live on what he could make and be satisfied. 

Sam and Nelly had been married since she was twenty-two, but lately, he had 
sensed his wife was not happy. Due to his physical exhaustion after a long 
day at the store, he had gradually lost interest in the finer points of 
physical love. He instinctively knew he couldn't satisfy his healthy young 
wife's sexual demands. Christ! he thought, if she worked as hard as I do, 
she wouldn't care either. Still, though, he wasn't impotent and he did feel 
the need of sex ... occasionally. The trouble was, during the last few 
months Nelly had become unconcerned with him, and it was like fucking a foam 
rubber mattress. His sensitivity told him that her "disinterest" was brought 
on by his inability to bring her to climax with his lovemaking; and it 
seemed obvious that she thought he was past his prime whenever he had a 
premature ejaculation. Only he knew better! He was just too tired and wanted 
to end it quickly; besides, he knew that sometimes he became as excited as a 
young bull when a sensuously dressed young female customer wiggled down the 
aisle of his store. And there was another thing that made him realize he was 
still in his "prime", he enjoyed a very healthy reaction to his collection 
of graphic erotica! Maybe, he thought, I'd be better off if I just jacked 
off and never tried to make love to her, but sometimes I get so horny that I 
think I'm going to die unless I ram my cock into Nelly's tight little cunt. 

Unknown to his wife, Sam had started collecting erotic photographs a few 
months ago and had them under lock and key in the desk drawer where he kept 
his important papers. Nelly usually got bored and went to bed first, giving 
him the opportunity he needed to study the lewd poses of the naked men and 
women together, or women together, and sometimes women and animals! 

Making love to his wife afterwards felt good and always gave him the release 
he needed, but at the same time it left him with an emptiness; a feeling of 
quickly suppressed guilt, when he didn't satisfy her... 

Nelly turned to her husband as he lumbered up from his chair, "You going to 
stay up and watch the late show?" 

"Yeh, it's one I haven't seen. It's got Gary Cooper in it, and you know I 
never miss one of his movies," Sam answered as he moved to the set and 
changed the station. 

"Well, I'm going to bed. I can't look at another second of those crummy 
commercials." Saying her good night, disgustedly, Nelly slid out of the 
chair and left the den. 

No sooner had the door closed behind her, than the older man turned from the 
television and listened intently for a minute. Then, quietly he crossed the 
room to his desk and turned on the reading light. Taking a key from his 
pocket, he unlocked the drawer and pulled out a sealed brown manila envelope 
he had received the day before and hadn't found a chance to open yet. Using 
a letter opener, he slit the top and reached inside to pull out five glossy 
black and white photographs. Pausing for a moment he listened for sounds of 
his wife, and hearing none, he sat down at the desk and spread the prints 
out in front of him. 

The first photograph was of a beautiful young naked woman lying on her back 
with widespread thighs. Her hands were on each side of her glistening 
vaginal lips and were spreading them apart, showing the swollen fleshy 
layers of her wide open pussy. Beside her stood a completely naked man 
holding his long hard cock only inches away from her waiting vagina. Sam 
could almost feel the warm tightness of the woman's cuntal passage grasping 
his own slightly aroused penis. 

Nelly's excited husband moved his eyes to the next photograph and drew in a 
sharp breath as he saw the lust-contorted face of the voluptuous woman 
sitting astride the naked body of a man whose face could not be seen. The 
man was lying on his back at the edge of the bed and had his penis buried to 
the hilt in the vagina of the woman above him. Standing by the side of the 
bed was a second man, holding onto the headboard for support as he thrust 
his long hard cock into the woman's widely ovaled mouth. Her eyes were 
closed and a lewd smile was on her face as she seemed to swallow the entire 
length of his thick shaft. 

Sam could feel his painfully erect penis throbbing against his shorts and, 
without taking his eyes from the lust-provoking pictures, he reached down 
and unzipped his pants, letting his pulsating thickness leap to freedom. 
Jesus God! Wonder what it would feel like to have my cock sucked like that? 
he thought as he sub-consciously stroked his rigid pole of hot flesh. 

He could see the testicles of the man on his back drawn up tightly into the 
scrotum, as though all of the skin had been needed to further enlarge his 
already mammoth cock. The cheeks of the woman's ass shone like warm white 
marble in stark contrast to the black pubic hair of the man below her. Her 
puckered little anus was nestled up between rounded buttocks like a tiny 
brown mouth. 

Sam thought this was the most lust-inciting photograph he had ever seen 
until his eyes moved to the next pose. Goddamn! he whistled as he saw the 
two people entwined together in the "sixty-nine" position of oral sex. Lying 
side by side the naked man had his tongue buried in the splayed-open slit of 
the woman's pussy. He seemed to be drawing the fleshy vaginal lips up into 
his mouth as though he were a baby sucking for milk. 

He could see the man's thick rigid cock completely enveloped in the naked 
woman's widely stretched mouth. Her face was billowed out like an air-filled 
balloon, and her eyes were closed in rapture. The woman's legs were wrapped 
tightly around the man's head, and her fingernails were biting into his 
buttocks. She seemed to be pulling him in as close as possible in order to 
devour the entire length of his huge penis. 

Nelly's husband sat with eyes bugged out and mouth watering. His tongue hung 
lax and his breath was coming in ragged gasps as he stared in awe at the 
lewd sight of this salacious photograph. 

Deeply aroused, Sam could think of only one thing he wanted ... release! 
God! he thought, I sure would like to eat Nelly's pussy like that, and have 
her suck me off at the same time! A frown crossed his features as he 
remembered his puritan parents who had taught him to beware of people who 
were sexually perverted. God, he knew he'd never be able to break through 
his earlier teachings, but he had no compunctions against fucking his 
beautiful young wife, and that's just what I'm going to do now. Jesus 
Christ! Sam thought. One plunge into her hot little cunt and I'll probably 
go off like a cannon! 

Quickly he pushed the photographs into the drawer and, with his mind filled 
with lewdly exciting thoughts of the ecstasy to come, he forgot to relock 
the desk. 

In the bedroom, an unhappy Nelly had gone to bed and fallen into a restless 
sleep. Suddenly there was a crash in the hall and she awoke with a start. 
Reaching for the lamp she clicked on the light and saw her cursing husband 
come into the bedroom. Sam was limping, and he seemed surprised to see the 
light on and his wife wide awake with a questioning look in her eyes. 

"What happened?" she asked, "Something woke me up!" 

"You're goddamn right something awakened you!" he snapped. "If I've told you 
once, I've told you a hundred times ... don't leave chairs in the frigging 
hallway." Sam sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed his shin. "I could 
have broken my damn leg!" 

A slight grin crossed Nelly's features as she thought, with bitterness, Good 
enough for you. If you'd come to bed with me, you wouldn't be running into 
chairs in the dark. You're always too tired to do anything with me, yet you 
stay up half the night watching a stupid cowboy movie that's older than I 
am. 

Muttering angrily, Sam undressed and climbed into bed beside his lovely 
young wife. Without a second's hesitation, he turned on his side and placed 
his hand on the soft warm flesh of Nelly's melon-like breast and began a 
slow caressing. With the other hand he encircled his painfully erect penis 
and began stroking its thick shaft up and down. Christ! My cock is so hard 
that the banged leg didn't even affect it! Feels like I'm about to cum 
already. Got to stick it in her little cunt ... before I shoot my load all 
over the bed. 

His young blonde wife had tensed at the contact of his hot hand on her 
breast and knew what was coming next. When Sam came to bed and reached for 
her, instead of turning his back, it meant he wanted to make love to her. 
She lay without moving when she felt him move his hand away and, with 
unblinking eyes, saw him lift the sheet and toss it to the foot of the bed. 
The coolness of the night air on her naked body, sent goose pimples racing 
over her flesh. With a dull feeling of resentment, she saw him lift himself 
up and climb between her legs, using his knees to lever her thighs farther 
apart. Her eyes were drawn down to where his long hard cock was standing out 
from his black stubbly pubic hair. She stared in apathy as she saw him guide 
the lust-swollen tip of it toward her unprepared and unresponding vaginal 
slit. 

Oh God! she thought, how I used to want to have him make love to me! It had 
been a long time since she had reacted to her husband's inadequate 
love-making, but it was not that way in the beginning. She had trained 
herself to lie quietly and unmoving while he emptied his hotly churning 
sperm high up inside her belly. Frequently, he left her aroused in spite of 
herself, and when that happened, it was impossible to go to sleep 
afterwards. Then, she would be forced to go to the bathroom and finger 
herself until she reached a climax. The young wife not only felt the 
necessity of doing that, but felt a combination of humiliation and guilt as 
well. How she hated him when this happened! 

Filled with impatience now, Sam moved his hotly throbbing cock up and down 
the wet open slit up between his wife's legs, parting her resilient pussy 
hair and trying to get as much lubrication as he could from the unresponding 
vaginal lips. Once in position, he pushed into her, feeling her tight little 
cunt part reluctantly as his lust-thickened hardness slid up into her belly. 
He could feel little muscular tremors throughout her warmly clasping pussy, 
quivering that she was obviously trying to control. God! he thought angrily, 
it's just like fucking into a dressmaker's dummy for all the response I get. 

Too aroused now to care whether she responded or not, Sam brutally began 
fucking into her with long hard strokes that jolted her entire body. He 
would satisfy himself, and to hell with the frigid bitch. Spurred on by his 
uncontrollable lust, the older husband rammed into his wife with 
pile-driving force. He could feel the relentless build-up of pressure in his 
testicles to the point where he was incapable of holding back his 
ejaculation ... even if Nelly had been enjoying it. 

Sam felt the throbbing head of his cock suddenly grow like a mushroom, and 
then it was jerking deep up inside her tightly ensheathing cunt, spewing out 
spurt after spurt of white-hot semen. It filled her vaginal cavity and 
flowed in a cloudy silver stream down past her little brown anal ring, 
across her nakedly rounded buttocks, and dripped lewdly down onto the bed. 

Nelly willed herself not to feel anything, but her love-starved young body 
betrayed her; just as she could feel the tremulous beginnings of unwanted 
desire rippling in warm waves of pleasure in her loins, she felt her 
husband's explosion inside her vagina and bitterly she knew ... knew it had 
happened again! It always happens this way! The moment my body begins to 
respond, it's always too late, she thought. The minute she began to moan or 
squirm under him, she would feel her husband's premature ejaculation ... 
then nothing but his cum burning in her belly and her unfulfilled need! "No 
... not yet, please..." Nelly moaned in frustration, but even as she spoke, 
Sam was already rolling off her to lie peacefully on his side of the bed. A 
moment later he was asleep. 

"Good Lord! How can I go on like this? What in hell am I going to do?" Nelly 
asked under her breath, feeling the tears welling up in her eyes. She turned 
to say something to her husband, forgetting that he was already asleep, and 
saw his wetly deflating cock was lying across his leg. Staring in 
indignation at the drops of seminal fluid dripping from the tiny slit at the 
tip of his now flaccid penis, the aroused young wife knew that something had 
to change, and soon, or she would go out of her mind. A lover? Quickly, she 
shuddered as her thoughts went back once again to the one time, five months 
ago, when she had tried to escape her boredom, but had fallen into an even 
more horrible trap. 

She had just finished shopping and was stepping off the curb to cross the 
street when she was startled by the honking of a car's horn right next to 
her. Turning to see what the commotion was all about, she heard a voice 
calling to her, "Nelly ... Nelly Allen!" She had been pleasantly surprised 
to see Tom Clarke, an old boy friend from school days, waving to her. A 
shiver of excitement coursed through her body as she heard him use her 
maiden name. 

Waiting on the sidewalk for Tom to park his car, she recalled the hot and 
wonderful days when he had been the star football player whom she had dated 
steadily in high school. Many times they had come close to going too far 
while petting in the back seat of his car, but she had always stopped him 
just before it happened. One time she had even grasped his penis to keep it 
from entering her, and he had cum all over her hand. Then he had moved to 
another city with his parents, and they had corresponded for a few months 
before gradually drifting apart. This was the first time she had seen him 
since he had left Georgia. 

Grinning in delight, Tom ran up, grabbed her and hugged her, then held her 
at arm's length and said huskily, "I never thought I'd see you again, Nelly. 
Why did you stop writing me?" 

"Because ... what was the use? You were gone for good!" Nelly frowned, 
remembering the tears she'd shed over him after he'd gone away. 

"Why? I've never married. I've never gotten over you." Tom whispered. 

With his arm still around her shoulders, Tom led her away from his car, 
saying, "Come on, let's go to the hotel and talk about old times ... over a 
drink." 

Nelly was caught up in the excitement of the moment and it felt so good to 
be desirable again that she didn't refuse his invitation. She knew it was 
wrong, but she had never had much resistance to Tom and his infectious 
laughter and witty conversation. 

Animatedly laughing at the hotel bar, Nelly made no protest when her former 
boy friend swept his arm around her shoulders and nuzzled up against her 
neck, "What have you been doing with yourself? Nelly, you don't look a day 
older!" 

"Oh yeh! Well, it's no thanks to my husband! Frankly, I'm bored to tears. 
Sam works all the time and there's no excitement left!" 

Tom arched an eyebrow and asked, "Do I know Sam? I don't think I went to 
school with him, did I?" 

"No! Sam's older than we are." Her lip curled in disgust as she continued, 
"Yes! He's older than we are and when I say old, I mean old." 

"Well then, hell, let's not talk about your husband. Let's talk about us." 
He was still talking about the "old days" when they downed their third drink 
and started the fourth. 

Gently pecking at her ear, Tom whispered, "Remember the groovy times we 
parked at lover's lane? Remember? You had a wild body ... and still do! I 
really had the hot's for you! And still have!" 

Nelly blushed and stammered, "Uh ... yes-ess..." 

"I remember the time you took my cock in your hand and I came in your 
hands!" the young man laughed, "God! what a hot little number you were ... 
but, I also remember you were a big tease ... too!" 

"Yes, I remember all those things, but I'd forgotten until you reminded me." 
Nelly could feel the tickling fingers of forbidden excitement spreading 
throughout her body at his lewd words. He shouldn't be talking like this, 
she thought. After all, I'm a decent married woman. But, at the same time, a 
warm moisture of readiness was dampening her panties, and she ground her 
thighs together to ease the insane tingling up between her legs. Little 
warning voices were shouting at her to go home, but she remained ... basking 
in the warm glow of his admiration as she sighed, "Tom, I'd forgotten that 
I'm still young." 

Nelly felt giddy and goosepimply all over, and she knew that the three 
drinks she'd had were taking their toll when Tom said without warning, 
"These damned drinks are too expensive. I've got a bottle in my room. Let's 
go there and have one ... besides, it's more private." 

The young wife knew she should say no, should run to the protection of her 
own home, but her hopelessly aroused body was in control now, and her need 
for love and the bitter-sweet ecstasy of the gentle caresses of this 
handsome man made it impossible for her to do anything but follow his lead. 
"All right, Tom," she mumbled, feeling a weak quivering almost akin to 
fright in her belly. 

Tom couldn't keep his hands off her sensuously curved body as they rode 
upward in the elevator to the tenth floor. Each of his caresses became more 
bold, more tantalizing than the last, and Nelly's quivering had turned to a 
trembling which came from the undeniable knowledge that she wanted him to 
hold her and make love to her ... a gift from the God's, that's what it is, 
she thought. 

"I need you, baby," the young man whispered in her ear as they walked down 
the hall to his room. "I've needed you for a long time." 

"Oh God, Tom. We ... can't." Nelly stammered drunkenly, knowing that they 
could, and they would. Her excitement built when she felt his arm going 
around her waist and his hand cupping and caressing her breast, under her 
blouse. Finally, unable to control her shameless desire any longer, she 
thought, What the hell! Who will ever know? Certainly not Sam! He'll never 
know the difference! Besides, she'd never wanted anything as much as she 
wanted this virile young man to make love to her. 

Tom kissed her passionately as soon as they entered the hotel room. Pulling 
her to his chest and forcefully crushing his mouth against her wetly parted 
lips, he drew her tongue up into his mouth, sucking on it as she thrust it 
forward deep into the wetness of his mouth. Oh God ... his kisses were like 
hot, burning fire to her! Nelly moaned with run-away passion as she felt him 
slip his hand up under her skirt, sending tiny licking flames of passion 
surging throughout her love-starved body. 

Small ripples of delicious feeling raced through the tips of her pliant 
melon-like breasts as he rolled them maddeningly between his thumb and 
forefinger, and she thought she'd go insane from the growing heat of desire 
up between her legs. 

Easing his mouth away from hers, Tom whispered in her ear, "Let's take off 
our clothes ... now!" 

Again the full realization of the terrible thing she was doing struck her, 
and the thought of running away from Tom flickered through her conscience; 
but the trembling young blonde doubted that her legs would even carry her to 
the door; besides, she wanted him to make love to her ... and bring her to 
the orgasmic release she desperately needed. The thought of his virile young 
cock up inside her soaking wet vagina made her writhe in wanton surrender. 

"Come on!" Tom said as he freed her from his embrace and began quickly 
removing his clothes. 

Nelly stood beside him, frozen, as he came nakedly toward her, his long hard 
cock standing straight out from his loins. 

"No ... Tom ... Oh God! I can't. I'm ... I've never done that to Sam, 
before." she quaked, her hopelessly aroused body refusing to turn away from 
the promise offered by his thick virile penis throbbing only inches in front 
of her. 

"Get your clothes off, now." the lust-filled young man rasped. "You goddamn 
prick tease! You were always like that ... drive a man out of his mind and 
then say 'no'. " Then, without warning, he seemed to go insane. He reached 
for the front of her clothes and, with one savage yank, ripped them away 
from her body and dropped the shreds to the floor. He lifted her and threw 
her on the sagging hotel bed, throwing himself on top of her and tearing at 
her brassiere and panties like a madman. He'd gone berserk! Jesus God! Help 
me ... the man is a maniac! Nelly thought. 

She fought with all her strength to get away from him, but it was no use! He 
was too strong for her, and his look of hatred when he viciously slapped her 
across the face silenced her screams. In utter defeat and silent pain, she 
suffered the monstrous rape of her tremblingly fearful body. He had cum 
within seconds, and there had been none of the promise, none of the hope of 
good sex. He'd left her just as aroused as she had been before. 

The sadistic molestation had left Nelly bruised in body and spirit ... 
bruises that would never leave her mind. After Tom had brutally raped her 
and filled her ravished vagina with his vile sperm, the young wife had let 
him lead her back down the back service elevator to his car, and then drove 
her home. He had wrapped his coat around her to cover her ripped clothes 
and, with an empty look in his eyes, had said not a word ... not afterwards 
in the hotel ... not on the drive to her house ... not when she threw his 
coat out the door to him. As she watched him drive away, she vowed never 
again to let a man touch her; only Sam and then, only because it was her 
duty... 

Now as she closed her eyes in surrender to the inevitable restless night 
awaiting her, Nelly knew there was more than one kind of brutality: Her 
husband's kind, and the sadistic depravity of her ex-boy friend. There was 
absolutely nothing ahead for her, nothing but loneliness and boredom. She 
was married to an old man who was already over the hill, and trapped in this 
house with nothing more to do than clean and cook. 

Suddenly, her eyes flew open as she remembered the telegram she'd received 
yesterday. Oh Christ! Not only did she have to live with a worn-out husband, 
but tomorrow she was going to be saddled with a brat of a kid brother, 
Billy, who was coming to stay with her for the summer. God! she thought, 
what on earth can I do with a teenage boy? Watch television all day too? 
Well, hell no, I refuse! The little brat will just have to entertain himself 
Will it never end ... this mental torture? 

With nightmarish thoughts in her tortured mind, Nelly tossed and turned all 
night. In the morning she got up with a violent headache. Climbing slowly 
out of bed, she put a robe around her naked body and padded into the 
bathroom for a tranquilizer. The only way she could get through days like 
this was to force her mind into a state of oblivion, and the two tablets she 
swallowed would do this for her. Bitterness against her husband filled her 
mind, and as she stared into the bathroom mirror, she thought, Good Lord! 
I'm becoming a nasty, nagging shrew. It even shows on my face. My mouth is 
drawn up in disgust; and it's only 8:30 in the morning, and I'm already on 
tranquilizers. What am I going to do? She squeezed her eyes tightly shut, 
turned from the mirror, and forced herself to meet the harsh reality of a 
new day. 

She had a full day of cleaning, grocery shopping, and preparing dinner ... 
every day the same, she thought acidly as she stepped into the shower and 
let the warm water flow over her weary body. 

Mother's telegram had said Billy was due to arrive at 5:00 p.m., she really 
had to pull herself together before then. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Nelly arrived at the bus station a few minutes before Billy's bus was due. 
She stood impatiently smoking a cigarette and remembering the last time 
she'd seen her brother; she couldn't imagine him being anything but a 
pestering little tattle-tale with red curly hair, a whining voice, and fair 
skin that freckled when he was in the sun. He must be an awkward adolescent 
now and, like most fourteen-year-olds, he would probably be a smart-alecky 
spoiled brat. 

The musing young wife had no idea that a great many changes had occurred in 
her brother. She had no way of knowing how excited Billy Allen was about his 
trip to visit his older sister. He had been a little frightened at first, 
but as the miles rolled past he became more and more excited. The bus ride 
had been long and tiring, but he had been far too anxious to relax. Leaning 
his head back against the seat, he watched the scenes flash by the speeding 
bus. Gradually, though, as he caught sight of the mirrored images in the bus 
window, his attention was drawn to the boy and girl in the seat opposite 
him. It took him a couple of minutes to really figure out what was going on, 
and his heart began pounding wildly as he saw the young boy's hand under the 
girl's blouse, lewdly caressing her naked breast. The girl's eyes were 
closed and little sighs of pleasure were escaping her lips. Then, he saw the 
young girl reach up and pull the boy's mouth down to hers, and they kissed 
long and passionately while the boy continued his indecent plundering. 

Billy could see the bulge in the boy's pants, and knew he had an erection, 
but he was even more excited to see the girl brazenly reach down and caress 
the outline of the bulging penis. Billy was deeply embarrassed at the open 
display of passion, and averted his head so they wouldn't know he was 
watching them ... but all this while keeping his eyes locked on their 
reflected images on the window. He saw the girl reach for her sweater and 
put it in the boy's lap, and a moment later saw her hand pumping up and down 
under the sweater. 

Oh God, she's jacking him off! The salacious sight of the movements of the 
girl's hand had aroused him to the point where his entire body was 
throbbing, and he tried to hide his own painfully pulsating erection by 
putting his hands in his lap. Billy was small for his fourteen years and was 
slow in maturing sexually. He had all the normal feelings of a growing boy 
and, although small in stature, there was nothing wrong with his youthfully 
budding penis. He reacted the same way to the lewd spectacle of the boy and 
girl's brazen display of lust as any normal man would. The only difference 
being that the young boy was too shy to be interested in girls, and the only 
sexual satisfaction that he'd known was through masturbating. 

He heard the boy groan suddenly and, in spite of himself, looked over toward 
the couple. The girl, about seventeen, caught his glance and held it her 
lips curled up in the knowledge that she had known he was furtively 
watching. Billy's flaming face was almost the same color as his red hair as 
the bus pulled into the station, and he couldn't wait to get off the bus and 
away from the derisively smiling girl on the seat opposite him. As soon as 
the bus stopped, he got up, grabbed his bag, and headed for the door. 

It had been almost six years since he'd seen his sister Nelly, and he really 
wasn't sure he would recognize her. His eyes swept the crowd of people in 
the waiting room and hesitated on the voluptuous woman advancing toward him. 
The strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, and familiar features finally 
convinced him she was his sister. 

"Billy! Billy, you have grown!" Nelly smiled as she reached out and hugged 
him to her. "Well, well, my little brother is a big handsome man now!" 
Kissing him full on the lips, she thought, Christ, the kid looks halfway 
civilized intelligent, even! Maybe, the summer won't be such a bust after 
all. God knows, it'll be someone to talk to anyway. 

"Hi, Sis," he stammered, blushing a beet-red. He was surprised at the sexy 
way his sister had kissed him and much to his embarrassment, he felt his 
earlier erection coming back. Nelly sure was a beautiful woman. The sensuous 
curves of her fleshy hips, the smallness of her waist, and the proudly 
up-thrust breasts were enough to excite any man. Chagrined and feeling an 
utter fool, he followed Nelly out of the room, holding his suitcase 
awkwardly in front of him to hide his obvious erection. 

Meanwhile, Nelly was exuberant at the sight of her handsome brother. She had 
thought he would still be the sniveling brat she had left behind when she'd 
gotten married and left home. She was thinking about how nice it was going 
to be to have someone to talk to, when she inadvertently caught sight of the 
bulge in Billy's pants. She was stunned for a minute, wondering what could 
possibly have turned the boy on ... and then there came the abrupt 
realization that it had to be her kiss on his mouth. The shocked young wife 
was equally stunned to feel a slight twinge of excitement in her tingling 
vagina at the knowledge that Billy found her sexually attractive. The little 
devil! I guess he's more of a man than I supposed. Some half formulated, 
quickly suppressed, thoughts came to mind, and she wondered what it would be 
like to have a gentle, but virile young boy as a lover. Amused at the 
embarrassment on Billy's face and at the way he tried to cover the elongated 
bulge in his pants, she deliberately took away his only protection by 
saying, "Put your suitcase in the trunk of the car." She held the trunk lid 
open while the young red-faced boy stowed his bag. Then, he quickly turned 
and got into the car. He was silent and obviously very nervous as she drove 
out of the parking lot and headed in the direction of their house. 

Feeling guilty at her sadistic little trick, Nelly tried to put him at ease, 
"How's the family Billy?" 

"Just fine, Sis," he answered, nervously watching her out of the corner of 
his eyes. "Mom says give you her love." He was forced to turn away because 
her mini-skirt had ridden up to mid-thigh, showing sleek, nylon-encased 
legs. 

Billy had been stunned by his lushly voluptuous sister and disoriented at 
the effect she was having on him. Her sensuously tilted breasts, full rich 
thighs, beautiful strawberry blonde hair, and lovely face were all very 
exciting to him, but it deeply disturbed him in a quiet sort of way to have 
these sexual feelings toward her. 

His thoughts were disturbed by her saying, "Tell me about your school ... 
your girl friends. What do you do for fun?" 

"Ah, Sis, you know how school is. Homework ... studying all the time ... 
it's just a plain bore." 

"Hasn't changed a bit since I was in school," Nelly snorted. She glanced 
surreptitiously at his lap, his erection was still as big as ever. Grinning 
impishly, she said, "I bet you have a lot of girl friends in school though! 
After all, you're a handsome young man, and high school girls do like 
good-looking boys!" 

"No ... ooo," the embarrassed young man stammered. "I ... I don't have any 
friends. I just mostly read and stay home." This was a painful subject for 
Billy because he was shy and it was hard for him to make friends, so to make 
it easy on himself he stayed alone the biggest part of the time. 

"Oh, come on, Billy, you mean you don't have a string of girls running after 
you? I bet you drive them nuts." 

"Sis, I ... I never even kissed a girl, much less dated one." the young 
brother was practically stuttering from his feeling of inadequacy. He wished 
his sister would just drop the subject, but he supposed she was only trying 
to be nice. 

Suddenly, it dawned on Nelly that her young brother was actually telling the 
truth, and her heart went out to the lonely little boy sitting next to her. 
The poor little bastard is shy . , . too shy to make friends ... much less 
get involved with girls! She felt a strong attraction toward him that was 
not altogether understandable, but she recognized it as partially maternal 
... partially sexual. She stared straight ahead, silently thinking about the 
almost tangible sexual overtones she felt, and her unbridled thoughts 
wandered aimlessly about. The young woman tensed as she began wondering how 
her own brother's virile young cock would feel inside her. There would be 
nothing brutal about him nothing sadistic ... only gentleness and patience. 
It would be so easy to teach a young boy what a woman really craves. Nelly 
felt the moistness boiling up in her hotly throbbing vagina and trickling 
out to soak her panties. "Watch it, Nelly Beale," she sternly told herself, 
"what in hell can you be thinking of? Down, girl!" 

"Do you watch television?" Nelly asked too quickly, in a strained voice that 
startled the boy, "Sometimes," Billy stammered, "but mostly I just read. I 
like to read." he brightened. 

"Well, that's one thing we have in common." Nelly said bitterly. "Sam 
watches television every night until he falls asleep. I read." 

"I remember Sam," Billy smiled; "he used to give me a quarter to go get ice 
cream." 

Yeah, good old Sam, Nelly thought, but this time she kept her thoughts to 
herself, and the bitterness from showing as she drove into the driveway. 
"Well, here we are," she said with false gaiety. 

Billy was glad to be there. He was tired of traveling and just wanted to 
relax for awhile and wash the smell of dust from his weary young body. He 
followed his sister into the house and gazed appreciatively around the room. 
"Wow! You got a nice house, Sis." 

"I guess so," Nelly grunted, then continued sweetly. "Let me show you to 
your room." 

Billy watched her seductively swaying hips as she led the way to the guest 
room, feeling an urgent tingling again in his loins. Jesus! She was really 
built! He wondered ... he wondered... 

Nelly threw open the door, "Here you are. Your own place. Make yourself at 
home. If you need anything, just yell." Nelly hugged him again, and the boy 
felt the soft resiliency of her breasts against his chest. "I'll leave you 
alone now." 

"Thanks, Sis." the young brother said, hoping that she would leave him alone 
before his erection started showing again. God! Her tits were so soft and 
she smells so good. But she's got to quit that hugging and kissing shit or 
I'll go out of my mind. 

Nelly was smiling thoughtfully as she went to the kitchen to finish 
preparing the dinner she had planned. Sam would probably be late as usual 
and get home about ten o'clock, so she couldn't ask Billy to wait that long 
to eat. She guessed he was hungry and tired from sitting up in a bus for 
several hours, and would want to go to bed early. After checking the oven to 
make sure the casserole was about ready, she went to the dining room to set 
the table. Her thoughts kept returning to the pleasant surprise of having a 
handsome young man instead of a whining brat for a house guest. My God! she 
thought, what's wrong with me? Am I so bad off that I even lust for my young 
brother? But God, I do wonder ... Shaking her head in disbelief, she went to 
the cabinet and took down the hidden bottle of brandy and poured a good two 
ounces. Swallowing it quickly, she rinsed the glass and put it away, 
replacing the liquor where Sam wouldn't see it. Her husband didn't believe 
in drinking, or anything else, for that matter ... if it was just for fun. 

The brandy left a warm trail all the way down into her stomach, and Nelly 
almost at once felt better about the lewd thoughts invading her mind. She 
had just returned the bottle to the cabinet and turned from the sink, when 
she heard the bedroom door open and a smiling Billy came into the kitchen to 
say, "That feels better." 

"Are you hungry?" the older sister asked. 

"I'm starved, Sis, I haven't had anything since breakfast. I'm hungry enough 
to eat a bear," he answered, grinning shyly at her. 

"Then let's eat." She put her arm around his shoulders and led him to the 
dining room table. The sudden contact of her hand on his shoulder sent 
chills of turbulent emotion coursing through her body, but not wanting to 
alarm the young boy, she didn't take it away until she stopped by the table. 

"But what about Sam?" Billy paused by his chair, hesitating. 

"He gets home too late for you to eat, honey!" Nelly grimaced. 

During the meal, Nelly and her young brother talked of family, home, and the 
boy's future plans. Halfway through the second course, Sam Beale came in the 
front door and, after dropping his briefcase on the desk in the den, 
continued on to the kitchen where his wife and the young boy were eating. 

"Hello, young man," the older man greeted as he stopped to shake the boy's 
hand. "See you made it, okay." 

"Hi, Mr. Beale." Billy choked out through a mouthful of food as he stood up 
from his chair. 

"Sit down, boy. Sit down and finish your dinner." Then turning toward Nelly 
he said, "What do you have for me to eat? I'm starved." 

"The same thing the hired help is eating," she muttered. "Think you're 
special or something?" Then grinning to show Billy that she had been 
kidding, she got up and said, "Sit down, Sam, and I'll get it for you." 

There wasn't much conversation after he joined them at the table. He had 
never been noted for his social graces anyway, and tonight was not 
different; he was tired and hungry and ate his food rapidly. Nelly watched 
him under lowered eyelids with a pitying look, and thought, I hate him ... 
but I feel sorry for him, too. He's a good man at heart. 

Finishing the meal, Sam rudely got up from his chair and said, "Come on, 
son, you and me'll go watch television while Nelly cleans up." Billy looked 
up at his older sister, but she was already busy clearing the dishes away, 
so he followed the older man into the den where they sat watching the show 
on the screen. 

Everything tidied up and put away, Nelly hesitated by the cabinet where she 
kept the brandy. Taking it down from the shelf, she drank directly from the 
bottle. As soon as her head cleared from the burning amber liquid, she 
joined the two men in the den. God! how she hated that blasted television! 
Another evening of the same damned trash. Looks like my little brother isn't 
going to change a thing, she thought as she sat down and picked up her 
knitting. She let her eyes drift to the screen where she saw it was another 
western. Sam just loved cowboys and Indians. 

Bitterly Nelly thought, I'll give the bastard something to look at. Because 
there had been little sleep the night before, the stiff drink of brandy had 
hit her harder than usual, and she was just tipsy enough to not think too 
clearly. I wonder what Billy would think if he could see up my dress? Sam 
will probably have a heart attack, but it'll be a change. 

And with that thought in mind, Nelly slowly slid her dress up over her 
ripely curving thighs, and deliberately spread her thighs as she began 
knitting. Checking to make sure the edge of her little white panties were 
exposed, she decided it would show more and yet look accidental if she slid 
her leg over the chair arm. Satisfied that her position was shocking enough, 
she said, "Sam, could I get you some coffee?" 

Without taking his eyes from the screen, he said, "No ... nothing for me!" 

Billy was watching the movie and looked up when he heard Nelly's voice. A 
sudden jolt of lewd excitement made him gasp for breath when he saw his 
sister sitting with her legs widespread and her dress hiked up. He was sure 
he could even see the fringe of her slightly curling pubic hair peeking out 
of the leg band of her panties. Goddamn, she's so busy knitting, she doesn't 
know her dress is up. Averting his glance quickly, Billy tried to keep his 
eyes glued to the screen, but it was just as though some giant magnet was 
pulling his eyes back to the sight. He was afraid to really take a good 
look, but the fast glance was enough to show him the mysterious shadows 
under her panties. He didn't see the amused grin on his sister's face as she 
secretly watched his discomfort and saw the unmistakable bulge growing under 
his pants. 

In spite of his arousal, the youth was weary. He began nodding his head and, 
finally, he excused himself and went to his room where he quickly got ready 
for bed. He had planned to think about the erotic things he'd seen during 
the day: The girl fondling the boy on the bus, and Nelly's pussy clearly 
outlined under her tight white panties; but exhaustion overtook him and he 
was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. The day had been too much for 
him, but being young, he could forget easily and fall asleep with no 
problem. 

Nelly was surprised when her husband unexpectedly said, "I'm going to bed, 
too. I'm dead on my feet ... and tomorrow's a big day." 

Oh shit, she thought, the one night I'm too excited to sleep and he goes to 
bed early! 

Putting the knitting away, she straightened her dress, got up and followed 
him down the hallway to the bedroom where they wordlessly prepared for bed 
and turned out the lights. 

The restless sleep of the night before had exhausted the young wife, but 
still she couldn't get to sleep. Again and again her thoughts returned to 
her handsome young brother in the next room, and the strange yearnings in 
her body confused her. Nelly tossed and turned fitfully, her mind filled 
with disturbing mental pictures of Billy and herself swimming together, 
dancing together ... then in bed caressing each other. At 2:00 a.m. the 
intolerable restlessness overcame her, and she got out of bed and wrapped a 
robe around her naked body. 

Quietly, not wanting to awaken Sam, Nelly tiptoed down the hall toward the 
kitchen for a glass of water and a sleeping pill. Passing the door of the 
guest room, she saw it was ajar; stealthily she opened it further, then 
padded into the room. 

Billy was asleep on top of the covers and was wearing only his jockey 
shorts. The older sister could plainly see the outline of his virile young 
penis, and she gasped from sheer wanton pleasure as she visualized herself 
caressing it and watching it grow in strength and size. The lewd thoughts 
caused a choking dryness in her throat and a dull throbbing ache up between 
her legs as she stood looking down at her innocent young brother. 

Unbearably excited, it took all her strength to keep from reaching down and 
touching his youthful cock. She stood quietly trembling for a moment, 
watching his even breathing. Seconds later, not even aware of what she was 
doing, both of her questing hands began caressing her love-starved body. 

Suddenly, all control gone, the aroused young wife reached for the belt of 
her robe and loosened it, letting the garment fall to the floor by the young 
boy's bed. Without hesitation, she dropped her right hand to the softly 
curling blonde pussy hair which covered her vaginal slit. Perspiration was 
flowing freely down across her trembling belly now, and she felt a strange 
expectant tingling in her vagina. Almost hypnotically, her left hand began 
to slide down over her nakedly up-thrust breast and on down the flat plane 
of her stomach where it joined the other hand resting on her pubic mound. 
With one hand she spread the blood-engorged lips of her pussy and with the 
other she used her outstretched finger to rub back and forth through her 
inflamed cuntal crevice. 

Moving her body closer to the bed, she continued to finger her quivering 
vaginal slit which was now only inches away from the face of the sleeping 
boy. God! How I'd like him to wake up and kiss my cunt and put his virile 
little cock up inside my belly ... and ease this painful ache! 

Quiet moans escaped Nelly's lips as she frantically rubbed the fingers of 
her right hand back and forth through the buttery flesh of her cuntal 
passage while squeezing at her melon-like breast with her free hand. She 
felt the turgid nipple leap to her touch as she tweaked at it, rolling it 
like a warm rubber bead between her fingers. 

The older sister felt a moment of disgust at what she was doing, but the 
wild hunger invading her love-starved body had to be satisfied. I'll go out 
of my mind if I don't get release. I can't stop now ... but ... I must be 
quiet and not disturb Billy. But she really didn't mean it! A part of her 
wished he would awaken and see her in all her lewd wantonness. 

Rubbing harder and harder, her middle finger slid along her moistly 
quivering vaginal lips to find her clitoris and tease the erect little tip 
with her fingernail. Lost in the waves of consuming pleasure rippling 
through her lust-contorted body, she dropped her finger still lower, 
insinuating it all the way into her tightly sucking pussy, fucking it in and 
out while massaging her clitoris with her thumb. 

Nelly was caught up in the frenzy of sexual stimulation as she moved closer 
and opened her trembling thighs as far as they could go. She propped one leg 
on the edge of the bed, and the shock of the cool air wafting over her hotly 
throbbing cunt made her shudder with ecstasy. Oh God! Oh God! She moaned in 
quiet abandon. The lewd wet sucking noise of her fingers sliding in and out 
of her pussy seemed monstrously loud to her, but that didn't deter her in 
the mad dash to climax. Her body heaved and jerked in time to her whipping 
fingers; and she secreted heavily, causing her hand to slide easily around 
the slippery cuntal flesh, occasionally forming a loud suction of its own. 

She stared with lust-smoked eyes down at the sleeping boy, then closed her 
eyes and swayed as she pretended it was his hand up between her legs. Billy 
didn't move during the lewd finger-fucking that was going on only inches 
away from his innocent face. 

Almost brutally now, Nelly cupped her breast, milking it, pulling at the 
reddened nipple, pinching and rubbing it with a wild animal-like abandon. 
She wanted to scream out like a cat in heat from her maddening passion. God! 
She needed to cum ... she had to cum! Frantically, she rubbed faster against 
the hardened nub of her clitoris, feeling pain-pleasure until her mind was 
close to blanking out. 

Her breath rasped in short pants as she felt the climax building like 
thunderheads deep up in her nakedly trembling belly. Oh God! She was going 
to cum! She moved her pumping hand even faster, scraping her clitoris, 
forcing three fingers high up inside her hotly clasping pussy and then 
thrusting them rapidly in and out with all her sex-crazed strength. 

Gasping for her imminent relief, the older sister ground deeper up into her 
wide-open vagina as she began quivering uncontrollably under the pressure 
that had built up inside her. Suddenly, just as though a spring had broken, 
her orgasm hit her and she stretched her legs out wide in sudden 
convulsions; her mind seemed to explode as she fell to her knees in a 
groaning spasmodic lurch. She didn't want this mind-bending explosion ever 
to stop ... she wanted it to go on forever. She felt almost like weeping ... 
like dying ... as the glorious feeling began to subside. 

Nelly's satiated body collapsed and for several minutes she lay nakedly face 
down on the floor, too exhausted to move. Then, wobbling on weak legs, 
Billy's older sister slowly got up, put on her robe, and groped her way 
through the darkness to her bed where she immediately fell into sweet 
oblivion. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

The next morning it took a few minutes for Nelly to remember the events of 
the night before, and she sighed with contentment as she stretched into 
total awareness. A slight frown crossed her brow as the thought entered her 
mind, Good God! What would I have done if Billy had awakened! I must have 
been out of my mind to pull such a stunt! I've got to be a bit more careful 
from now on! All shame and self-recrimination was washed away by the young 
wife's bitterness, and she smiled as she remembered the soul shattering 
orgasm she had experienced. She knew she should feel guilty, but she felt 
only satisfaction and joy at the lewd forbidden act she had committed. So 
what! she thought, languidly getting out of bed, if Sam's incapable of 
satisfying me, I'll have to do it myself. 

Abruptly remembering her younger brother's sound sleep of the night, Nelly 
decided that he must be awake. She paused a moment and her forehead wrinkled 
in thought, then she nodded her head as if reaching a decision of some sort. 
Going to the closet, she pushed clothes aside until she found what she was 
looking for: a revealing, almost transparent flesh colored negligee. What 
the hell, it's been wasted on Sam. Might as well let someone else appreciate 
it! She was humming gaily as she dressed in the seductive ensemble, and was 
almost breathless with expectancy as she started to the kitchen to make 
coffee. 

Going down the corridor, the glowing young wife stopped by the den to get 
some cigarettes out of the desk. She had picked up the pack and started to 
turn away when she noticed the drawer that her husband kept locked was open 
a crack. God! she thought, that's been locked almost as long as we've been 
married. Her curiosity got the better of her, and a second later she had 
pulled it open to see what was inside. Her interest quickened and she gasped 
and stiffened when she saw several photographs spread out inside the drawer. 
Repulsed, yet fascinated by the obscene poses of the nakedly entwined men 
and women, she stood staring at them for a long time. Imagine that, she 
thought, I never would have suspected Sam got his kicks out of pictures of 
people fucking. It was only when her hand started shaking that she realized 
the photographs were having a definite sexual effect on her. Quickly, as if 
they were hot coals, she threw them back in the drawer and slammed it shut. 

She stood there thoughtfully for a long time, then she dimpled as an idea 
blossomed in her mind. It might be fun to see someone else's reaction, like 
Billy's ... then tease him a little. Smiling now, she lifted two of the 
pictures out of the drawer and placed them in a book. Billy-likes to read, 
she thought, I'll leave this book on the desk and maybe he'll pick it up to 
look at. , . and the pictures will be too obvious for him to miss. With a 
lewd grin on her face, she picked up the cigarettes and continued on her way 
to the kitchen. 

Nelly hurriedly made the coffee, then sat down with a cigarette and a cup of 
the hot black brew. Sam's little collection of dirty pictures had really 
surprised her ... as had her own reaction to them. But who was she to say 
anything; Christ! Look what she'd done by Billy's bed last night! That 
wasn't too bright! Unable to settle her thoughts, she went to the cabinet, 
reached for the brandy bottle, filled the half empty cup to the brim and 
downed it. She needed it this morning, and she sat sipping a fresh cup of 
the hot liquid trying to sort out her emotions. 

"Morning, Sis," Billy called from out in the hallway. 

"Hi," Nelly was startled at the sound of his voice. "How'd you sleep." 

"Like a dead dog." 

"Good! I knew you were tired." Nelly said just as the young boy, who was 
wearing only a pair of cut-off blue jeans that showed his hairless legs, 
wandered into the kitchen. "I bet you're hungry too," she said, turning 
around from the stove. 

"You bet I am..." Billy stopped in mid-sentence and his eyes flew open in 
wonder at the sight of his sister's proudly uplifted breasts underneath the 
filmy negligee. He continued to stare as Nelly sensuously unfolded her body 
from the chair and went to the stove to cook his breakfast. He could even 
see the dark shadowy crevice separating her smoothly rounded ass cheeks up 
above her full sensuous thighs. He felt his errant young penis begin 
crawling to life at the lewdly inviting sight. God! You can see everything. 
What the hell am I going to do, he thought nervously. It's only a matter of 
time before she catches me with a hard-on, and God knows what she'll do ... 
maybe send me back home. 

Nelly could see that her younger brother was uncomfortable and nervous as he 
became aware of her near-naked body. She smiled secretively to herself while 
she filled his plate with ham and eggs and took it over to the table. When 
she set the plate in front of him, she deliberately bent over so her lushly 
ripened breasts were swaying only inches from his wide open eyes. Then 
teasingly, she said, "What's wrong, honey? Don't you like my negligee?" 

"Ye-e-ehh ... sure ... IT do..." the young boy stammered as he lowered his 
eyes. Nelly sat down again, and in doing so, let her legs fall slightly 
apart, knowing that her position would reveal the tempting shadow of her 
vaginal mound. 

Billy stared in wild-eyed wonder, unable to really comprehend the salacious 
sight. Jesus, didn't she know she shouldn't walk around like that? And that 
soft smile on her lips. Boy, would I like to kiss her on the lips again! His 
youthful penis had become rock-hard, and he actually felt sick to his 
stomach from the painful throbbing of his cock. 

Nelly was sadistically enjoying her brother's discomfort and, knowing he 
couldn't take his eyes away from her, she let her thighs fall even farther 
apart. His gaze was frozen on her brazenly displayed body as he gulped his 
food. Then, knowing he had to get out of there fast, he asked to be excused 
and bolted from the kitchen with a deep sense of guilt at his lewd reaction 
to his older sister's sensual body. 

The brandy had taken its toll, and Nelly giggled in delight as the upset 
fourteen year old boy ran from the room. She knew it was getting to the kid, 
and he was unsure of his emotions. It was fun teasing him like this and, 
after all, it wouldn't do any harm. Just fun! 

Billy sensed that Nelly was laughing at him for being such a big baby, but 
he didn't know how to handle the lewd desire to fuck his sister a desire 
that seemed to be invading every pore of his youthfully inexperienced body. 
I can't even be near her without getting a hard on, he thought, God! though, 
she's beautiful. And her tits are almost the biggest I've ever seen! 
Quickly, he corrected himself. They 're the only ones I've ever seen! But 
she's my sister! Billy's tormenting erection in the tight confines of his 
blue jean shorts, together with the guilt he felt, had unsettled him and he 
wandered aimlessly around the house, trying to keep out of Nelly's way. 

Ending up in the den, looking for a book to read, he saw the one on the desk 
where Nelly had left it. On closer inspection, he found there were 
photographs spilling out, and he nonchalantly picked up the book to take a 
look at them. "Oh wow!" he whistled, then quickly looked around to make sure 
he was alone. 

The first picture showed a woman with her red-painted lips tightly ovaled 
around a man's thick penis. A gasp of shock escaped his lips and he quickly 
closed the book on the lewd snapshots. His virile young cock, which had been 
painfully pulsating in his pants, suddenly felt as if it were about to 
explode in a hundred pieces. Guiltily looking around, he slowly opened the 
book again and excitedly stared at the two photographs. 

His face was beet red, and his eyes bugged out at the obscene poses of the 
naked men and women. Jesus! He had never seen anything like this! The second 
picture was of a man with his head between a woman's widespread thighs and 
his tongue buried in the fleshy folds of her hair-lined pussy. The lewd 
excitement caused by the erotic photographs made Billy's knees feel 
strangely weak, and he realized his wildly jerking cock felt as if it were 
about to ejaculate inside his shorts. "Oh cripes!" he moaned, "I gotta go 
where I can be alone and get a better look at this." 

Putting the pictures in the book and closing it, he tried to unobtrusively 
stroll down the hall with it in his hand as though he was going to read. 

Meanwhile, an almost drunkenly excited Nelly had been watching her younger 
brother, hoping his interest in books would lead him to find the erotic 
photographs. Seeing him pick it up, she had gone back into the kitchen to 
impatiently wait for his reaction. Then, hearing him walk down the hallway, 
she glanced out the door and saw the book in his hand, and she knew the 
fourteen year old had fallen into her trap... 

Waiting for a few minutes to give the boy time to be completely engrossed in 
the pictures, the older sister quietly sneaked down the hall and, her heart 
pounding in a wild ungovernable excitement, slowly opened the door. She 
stiffened and was forced to suppress a gasp at the salacious sight of her 
young brother masturbating. 

Billy had taken off his cut-off jeans and was lying naked on the bed with 
his fingers tightly wrapped around his erect young cock. In his other hand 
he was holding the photographs and staring at them with lust-filled eyes. 
His virilely hardened penis lurched with each stroke of his jerking hand as 
he reached for his release. 

It's working even better than I had hoped! Nelly thought, watching with a 
growing sense of arousal as his reddish cock-head grew longer and larger. 
Billy's stroking movements became more rapid and his eyelids fluttered. Now, 
Nelly thought, now! Quickly, she threw the door all the way open and then 
made a loud gasping noise. "My God, Billy Allen! What are you doing?" she 
screamed as she slammed the door behind her and stared accusingly down at 
the fear and guilt frozen youth. "How could you do this? This is terrible! 
This ... dirty, lewd thing. In my house ... Oh God! Billy!" 

Horror stricken, the embarrassed fourteen year old jerked his hand from his 
rapidly wilting penis and moaned, "I ... I ... I..." Dropping the pictures 
on the bed and cowering back, he pathetically tried to cover himself with 
his hands. Violently afraid of what his enraged sister might do, Billy could 
only stutter like a broken record, "I ... I ... I..." 

"How could you do this wicked thing? I let you come to my home to stay, and 
this is the thanks I get!" The older woman raved as her eyes stared in 
fascination at her young brother's naked cock, now less than half its size 
of thirty seconds earlier. Nelly put the back of her hand to her forehead 
dramatically and said, "I'll have to call mother and tell her what you've 
done ... tell her to send someone to get you." 

The shock of his sister bursting into the room had been intensified by his 
guilt, and Billy simply was too young to handle the traumatic experience. 
One convulsive shudder of shame rippled through his body and then he was 
covering his face with his hands and sobbing abjectly, "Nelly ... Nelly ... 
I'm sorry ... Nelly!" 

Sobered by his unexpected tears and feeling a black wave of remorse at what 
she had done, the older sister began crying herself. She went over" to the 
bed and took the weeping fourteen year old boy in her arms like a little 
baby, rocking him back and forth against her softly quivering breast as she 
crooned to him. "I'm sorry, baby, I didn't mean to frighten you. Don't 
cry..." Nelly felt such an overwhelmingly maternal emotion at feeling his 
head against her breasts that her guilt grew even deeper and she was sobbing 
just as loudly as he. "Don't cry, baby, we'll talk about it! Oh God! Please 
don't cry..." 

Nelly had known that her brother was a very sensitive boy that had been one 
of the reasons she was attracted to him! Her concern now was genuine, and 
she pressed his naked young body closer to her, soothing his tortured mind 
with gentle crooning sounds and kissing away his tears. Oh God! I only meant 
it as a joke ... just to tease him a little! Without being aware of it, she 
had cradled him in her arms so that he was practically sitting in her lap. 
As she rocked back and forth, murmuring to him, she gradually felt the shame 
in her own body fading to be replaced by a growing sense of excitement. She 
glanced down and saw his proud youthful penis was completely deflated now, 
saw his wiry young thighs, his boyish buttocks. The feeling inside her 
strengthened and began fanning the smoldering embers of desire in her loins. 

Billy couldn't see her sister's face above his head, and thus he didn't see 
her expression gradually change from a look of concern to a smile of 
expectant lust as she stroked his shoulders and back, down to the swell of 
his buttocks. Her crooning changed to a hoarse whisper as the sparks of 
forbidden need blew through her sensually awakening body. Almost without 
realizing what she was saying, she blurted out, "Baby, oh baby, you have 
such a nice butt." 

Without breaking her embrace, she used her hand to lift his chin and kissed 
him passionately on the mouth, letting her wet lips trail across his face 
with little kisses to his ear where she whispered, "Such nice soft baby 
skin!" 

It took a few moments for Billy to realize that his sister had changed and 
that her tears had long since stopped. She was not comforting him now; she 
was saying almost naughty things to him. His tears ceased and, with a 
feeling of horror, he felt his penis getting hard again. Oh God! I've got to 
get away. If she sees me getting another hard on, she's liable to get mad 
again. 

This thought was abruptly interrupted as Nelly reached down and placed her 
hand on his virilely heated cock. A shudder of unsuppressed excitement 
rippled through him as he felt her trembling hand caressing his hardness 
into greater strength. 

Nelly's glance fell on his lean young body, saw the trust in his eyes, and 
it was only then that she fully realized what they were going to do 
together. A faint bubbling of emotion had begun in her love-starved body, 
and she could feel the hot moisture forming in her warmly tingling vagina. 

Glancing toward the lewd photographs lying forgotten on the bed, she saw the 
picture of a woman sucking a man's cock. Her voice so hoarse that she hardly 
recognized it, Nelly asked, "What were you thinking about when you were 
looking at that picture?" 

"I ... I ... I don't know," he lied, his face turning beet red again. 

"I bet I know what you were thinking," she whispered. "I bet you wished you 
could do the same thing. I bet you wanted to know how it felt..." 

His naked young body was quivering like a plucked bow string, and he 
couldn't look at her any longer. He turned his head away from her and the 
obscene photograph. 

"Billy?" 

"Yeh!" 

"That's what you were thinking, wasn't it? You were wondering what it would 
be like to have your penis in a woman's mouth. Yes?" 

"I ... I guess so..." 

"All right, baby. I'll show you." 

Without hesitation, Nelly took the fourteen year old boy's wildly throbbing 
cock in her hand and slowly lowered her mouth until her wetly parted lips 
were circling the blood-filled tip. "Jesus! Cripes, Sis!" Billy moaned. 
"Je-ee-sus!" 

The lewd thought of having her young brother's hotly pulsating penis in her 
mouth drove Nelly almost over the edge of sanity. The words came boiling out 
of her subconsciousness as she lifted her hand from his lap and asked, 
"Baby, how would you like your older sister to teach you all about the art 
of love-making?" 

Billy couldn't believe what he was hearing! He'd never even kissed a girl 
before, much less thought of a girl taking his cock in her mouth! He'd been 
aroused before by whispered stories told in the toilets at school, and had 
masturbated many times, but never in his wildest imagination had he thought 
of anything as wonderfully depraved or as exciting as this. "I ... I guess 
... I'd like it," he stammered, his voice deep with the lewdness of his 
thoughts. 

"All right," the older sister murmured as she held his trembling young body 
to her barely covered breasts. "Promise not to tell a soul. Cross your heart 
and promise to keep it our secret ... then, I'll teach you everything!" 

Billy wasn't sure that he wanted her to do it, but he was afraid if he said 
no, she'd call his mother about seeing him "jacking off and besides, his 
cock was so damned hard that it was killing him! "I . . .I . . .promise, 
Sis..." 

Nelly picked up the other obscene photograph of the naked man kneeling 
between the woman's widespread legs with his tongue buried in the depths of 
her pussy. Turning the picture toward him, she asked, "Would you like to do 
this to me?" 

The mortified young boy averted his eyes from her face and stuttered, "I ... 
I ... goddamn..." Oh shit man! He was so excited and so scared that he 
thought he felt his erection beginning to die, but it didn't, it only became 
harder and more powerful. 

"Then let me teach you how! I'll let you practice on me." 

Trembling in uncontrollable excitement herself, Nelly slipped the negligee 
off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. "Jesus God!" Billy moaned. 
He'd never seen such a beautiful sight. His painfully hardened cock throbbed 
like a run away locomotive, and he could hardly wait for the release that 
was not very far away. 

Deliberately tormenting both him and herself, Nelly spread her 
satin-textured thighs as she lay nakedly down on her back. Her glistening 
pink vaginal lips parted of their own accord, and Billy could see dew drops 
of moisture seeping from the shadowy depths of her quivering cuntal flesh. 

The young brother shivered with fascination at the unbelievable sight before 
him. Having never seen a girl's naked pussy before, for a moment he almost 
panicked and ran. But then, through the fog of confusion and lust in his 
brain, he heard the gentle persuasion of his sister as she whispered 
seductively, "Put your head down between my legs, just like the man in the 
photograph, and I'll show you what to do, darling!" 

With lust-trembling fingers, the older sister reached down and quickly 
pulled the feverish wet lips of her vagina apart, showing him the nub of her 
distended clitoris. "Darling, see this? This is a clitoris! It's almost the 
same thing as a small penis! A man has a penis and a woman has a little 
mound of muscle and nerve which is the center of her sex, and when you touch 
it, it feels just as good as my stroking or sucking your cock. Now ... put 
your mouth down ard kiss it!" 

The lewd words were driving him crazy ... and his hard little penis was 
throbbing painfully. "Uuuhhh ... I I don't know, Sis! I ... I..." the young 
brother stammered in indecision and his hands were trembling, "it's ... not 
right ... is it?" 

"No! It's all right, honey, all grown men do it." Nelly quavered as her 
lecherous body trembled with lust. 

"Weelll ... okay, Sis ... if you say so." Billy slowly climbed on the bed 
and knelt up between her legs. Bracing himself with his arms, he lowered his 
head toward Nelly's wide open vagina, all the time staring in disbelief. 
When his face was only an inch away from the warmly perfumed flesh before 
him, he hesitated, a trapped look contorting his lips. The older sister 
couldn't wait any longer, reaching up with both hands she frantically pulled 
his face down to her hair-lined cuntal furrow and held his mouth tight 
against her impatiently pulsing vagina. "Now, just take your tongue and 
flick it around my clitoris, and then suck it! "Ah ... hhh ... yes! That's 
it! Oh ... you darling boy! Ahhhhh!" 

A convulsive shudder went through the youth's naked body as the musky aroma 
of his sister's cunt filled his nostrils. He had never thought anything 
could excite him like this obscene act was doing. Then, without further 
hesitation, he buried his face in her pussy, experimentally licking the full 
length of the fleshy pink slit and sticking his fully out-thrust tongue into 
her wet vaginal opening, just like she'd told him. In no time at all, the 
youth was nipping at the tiny bud of his sister's clitoris and flicking his 
tongue in and out of her heatedly trembling cunt like a pro. 

Nelly moaned continuously, "Ohhhh ... ugghhh ... oh my God! Baby! It's so 
good!" Writhing her shamelessly aroused loins up into his innocent young 
face, the older woman pulled his head in tighter to her vibrating vaginal 
opening. "Oh, baby ... lick it ... suck it for me," Nelly mumbled as she 
tossed her strawberry blonde hair back and forth in mounting desire. She'd 
thought about a man kissing and sucking her down there often enough, but 
thinking about it was as far as it ever got. Now she knew, and she exalted 
in the heavenly way it felt. 

Her babbling obscene words of encouragement were too much for the young boy 
and he plunged forward, burying his face in the wet, silken-like flesh of 
her moist warm cunt, his tongue moving in and out like a small penis. 

Nelly let her hands move up and over her passion-flushed breasts as they 
began to throb, stroking and caressing them, cupping and loving them 
narcissistically, before reaching down to let her fingers teasingly brush 
against the back of her brother's neck. She could hear Billy panting and 
feel his hot breath against her naked flesh as again she slowly peeled her 
fleshy hair-lined pussy slit even farther apart so he could thrust deeper 
into her wildly excited depths. One of her hands stroked his shoulders, and 
he grunted in appreciation as he drew his tongue intently upward through the 
sensitive flesh of her gaping wet pussy. 

Oh cripes! the young boy thought, the taste and smell of her cunt is driving 
me up the wall! He raised his face and stared down at the tender, smoothly 
gleaming pussy lips which she held open for him with one free hand; its 
flushed delicacy was exposed completely to the ravenous hunger of his 
lust-filled eyes. His heart hammering as though it was about to fly out of 
his chest, he absorbed the salacious sight before him and began grinding his 
painfully erect cock into the bedding beneath him. 

"Oh God, honey ... don't stop ... don't stop now! It feels so good ... lick 
it for me, darling! Lick it for your sister," he heard her plead in an 
erotic trembling whisper. 

Obediently, Billy dropped his head once more and plunged the full length of 
his inexperienced tongue into the tight little hole of her frantically 
clasping pussy, working instinctively in slobbering subjugation at the 
widespread flesh of his sister's cunt. 

Nelly moaned with mindless passion as the flicking tongue licked and sucked 
with wild abandon at her sensitively throbbing clitoris. She ground her hips 
uncontrollably down into the softness of the bed, writhing and squirming, 
wild little animal-like mewls coming from between her teeth, then she raised 
her loins up to him, pressing his face into her pulsing hair-fringed 
opening. 

Billy could feel his hammering, rock-hard cock about to explode, and he 
closed his eyes as wave after wave of lust rippled through his immature 
young body. He could feel his sister flailing her head from side to side as 
her fingers entwined themselves in his hair and tried to direct his hungrily 
sucking mouth to the small lust-distended clitoris. Goddammit! the young boy 
thought, it's just like sucking on a tit. Tastes so good, too! Uuuuhhhhhhh! 
He muttered incoherently as he licked upward through the tight damp fissure, 
nipping at the quivering clitoris with his teeth just as his sister had 
instructed him. 

"Ooohhhh..." Nelly gasped. "Ooooohhhhh . . .it's good . . .lick it . . .suck 
it ... yesssss, like that!" Her brain was whirling with wild uncontrolled 
passion. "Don't stop ... baby, don't stop ... Aaagggghhhh..." 

The love-starved strawberry blonde felt the first rippling awareness of her 
impending climax and she began to chant, "Oooohhhhhh ... aaa hhhh ... 
ooohhh..." Then her voice changed to a scream of ecstasy as she yelled, "I'm 
cuumming ... I am ... I'm ccuuuummmmmming . . .Aaaagggghhhhh ... I'm 
cccuuuuuummmmmmmmming!" 

Abruptly, the naked older sister was fucking up against the young boy's 
face, her loins pumping in complete abandonment as the hot spasms of her 
orgasm tore through her, blowing her mind into fragments. She could see all 
the colors of the rainbow flashing before her near unconscious mind as the 
unbelievable sensations of rapture surged in one wave after another upward 
from her tongue-filled cunt. 

The impact of Nelly's tremendous climax hit Billy as a surprise. His eyes 
stared in wonder as the hot viscous fluid of her orgasm dripped and ran into 
his mouth. Eagerly, he drank it as if it were a honeyed nectar. Jesus 
Christ! he thought, I didn't know women got the same kicks as men! She's 
cumming just like I do, almost. 

The young brother was momentarily stunned, but as the jolting tremors ceased 
and Nelly lay nakedly still in front of him, he became aware of his 
throbbing cock and reached down to stroke it, trying to ease the horrible 
pressure, feeling a shared comradeship with his sister and no longer caring 
if she saw him masturbating. 

Looking up, through narrow, half closed eyes, Nelly saw the torment of the 
young boy and felt an immediate compassion for this beautiful human being 
who had brought her such deep satisfying release. Reaching for the hand 
holding his youthful cock, she whispered, "Honey love, come to sister and 
she'll take care of that big boy!" 

Billy let her pull him forward on top of her; he was too overcome with 
passion to stop her, even if he'd wanted to. He levered up on weakly 
trembling knees as she pulled his cum-smeared lips down to hers and kissed 
him passionately, swirling her tongue around and around in his warm moist 
mouth. 

"Now, darling," she mumbled as she pulled her wetly parted lips away from 
his and kissed him on the ear, "now I'm going to let you fuck me with your 
young hard cock." 

"Oh Jeez! Yes! Sis, I got to! It's killing me-the way it hurts so bad." 

"All right, now you do as I tell you." Nelly could feel the muscles of her 
vagina rapidly coming to life again as she spoke to him in a sing-song 
voice. Taking his hot, lust-hardened penis in her hand, she placed the 
pulsating tip of it at the entrance to her warmly waiting cunt and 
whispered, "Push it in now, baby ... oh God ... push it in! Yes ... oh yes, 
darling. Aahhh! That's it!" 

Billy didn't need any instructions now, as he instinctively rammed his 
youthfully throbbing cock all the way to the hilt with one smooth forward 
thrust of his hips, moaning incessantly as he felt her warm buttery flesh 
ensheath him. The naked young boy quivered from head to toe as he fought the 
almost overpowering urge to cum immediately. "Oh, Sis! I gotta fuck you 
now..." he whispered. 

Crap man! What's happening to me anyway? I'm going to blow my horny skull, 
he thought, as age-old instinct made him begin pumping his lust-incited 
penis in and out of her warmly clasping cunt with deep, rapid thrusts that 
brought moan after lustful moan from his sister's mouth. 

The forbidden sensations of delight inundating Nelly's wildly trembling body 
resulted in a lascivious enchantment. A weird feeling of power bubbled 
through her at the lewdly exciting thought of possessing the innocent young 
body of her fourteen year old brother. His beautiful little cock was hers to 
control and train anyway she wanted. He was hers physically, mentally, and 
emotionally; and she knew that this first episode was only the prelude to 
many hours of rapture yet to come before the summer was over. 

Lewd flames of passion sent flickering tingles over the raw nerve ends up 
between her legs as Billy's slender penis fucked in and out of her 
cock-hungry vagina. His sperm-filled balls taunted her anal crevice in a 
blissful rhythm as his lean hips smacked and spread the soft white moons of 
her upraised ass cheeks further apart with every stroke. Languorously, she 
wrapped her legs around his boyish hips and rocked in the obscene rhythm of 
incestuous love with him. She knew he had never fucked a girl before and 
that she was stripping every iota of innocence from his soul. Now, he 
belonged to her because she was his first fuck, and she would be his first 
real love because of it. He would remember her and this moment with pleasure 
all the days of his life ... no matter how many women he might make love to. 

Young Billy was just about to lose his mind from his wildly unbelievable new 
experience. God! Beating his meat back at home had never been like this! He 
began to fuck with increased fervor as he felt his climax coming on like an 
avalanche. Then, suddenly, in shocked surprise, he yelled, "Oh shit ... oh 
shit, Sis ... I'm going to cum . . .man . . .I'm cccuuummmmmming! I'm 
cccuuummmming, Sis!" 

His lust-swollen cock lurched inside Nelly in a frenzied staccato-like 
jerking that flooded her voraciously milking cunt with gush after gush of 
his virile young cum. 

As she felt his youthfully spasming penis ballooning in ecstasy, Nelly's 
second climax unexpectedly exploded in a blinding flash of rapture. Dimly, 
she realized this orgasm was even more powerful than the one she had 
received from Billy's tongue-fucking of her vaginal slit. Her nakedly 
writhing body was convulsed in endless orgasmic bliss as she slowly 
collapsed in total satiation. 

Billy fell across his sister's inert body, his depleted cock pulling out of 
her cum-soaked pussy with a lewd slurping sound, leaving a string of 
trailing white sperm between them. The soul shattering climax had left 
sister and brother in a comatose state, unable to comprehend immediately 
what had happened to them. 

Billy revived from his stupor to find his slender virile cock erect again. 
He knew that the day would never come when he could get enough of his 
beautiful older sister ... his need was voracious. Nelly opened her eyes as 
she felt his naked young body roll over on top of her again. This time, the 
youth knew exactly what to do, and there was no hesitation as he thrust his 
hardened young cock far up into her gratefully receiving belly. Unendingly, 
the two clung together and tasted the sweet nectar of physical love, never 
wanting it to end ... losing track of the number of orgasms, the number of 
times each revived the other to fuck again ... and again. 

Finally, unable to lift her head, Nelly glanced up at the bedside clock and 
slowly she assimilated the time. "Good God Almighty! Billy, it's six 
o'clock! Wake up, baby, we must have fallen asleep." 

Leaping out of bed, Nelly and her young brother rushed to the bathroom and 
with warm soothing water washed away all evidence of their long sweet hours 
of love-making. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

"Hey, son, what's wrong with you?" Sam questioned Billy at the dinner table 
that night. "You look tired, and you're white as a sheet. Are you sick?" 

"Ah, I'm okay!" Billy answered sheepishly, turning his eyes down to stare at 
the food on his plate. 

"Well, you should get out and get some fresh air and sunshine. You need some 
color, boy!" Sam sputtered through a mouthful of food. 

"I ... I'd rather read ... don't need no sunshine!" the young boy glanced 
furtively at Nelly. 

"Lying around the house makes you lazy! Make friends with the boy next door 
and get some exercise. It'll do you good," Sam said firmly, a little 
provoked at his young brother-in-law for talking back. Children were 
supposed to be seen not heard. 

"You know, Billy, I think Sam may be right." Nelly said. 

"You do stay in the house too much, and it's not good for you to be alone 
all the time!" 

Billy anxiously looked across the table at his sister, unable to comprehend 
her reasoning. He thought he'd pleased her today, and she'd told him he was 
the best lover she'd ever had ... well, she wasn't sounding like it now! 
What did I do wrong! 

"Whatever you say, Sis." Billy mumbled without lifting his eyes, feeling 
betrayed and hurt. 

The confused fourteen year old boy had no way of knowing that Nelly was not 
angry with her brother, that she had another motive for making the 
suggestion. She guessed that Sam might be curious as to why she was so happy 
tonight. And try as she might, she'd been unable to get rid of the glow on 
her cheeks. God knows what Sam was thinking; he might even be jealous of her 
having her brother to keep her company. Not wanting him to guess the real 
reason, she thought it'd be better to go along with her husband in this 
matter. 

Billy watched television with unseeing eyes, almost feeling an urge to cry. 
One thing he was sure of; he didn't want to go to bed until he knew why 
Nelly had agreed with Sam that he should go out and make friends and not 
stay inside the house during the day. He had to know the reason for her 
change of heart. 

Nelly knew that her young brother was upset, and she wanted to explain, but 
that would have to wait until Sam went to bed. She forced herself to watch 
the show as if she were deeply interested in what was happening, all the 
time watching Billy out of the corner of her eyes. Poor baby, he was really 
upset, and it was all she could do to keep from winking at him. 

At eleven o'clock when the final scene of the movie flashed on the screen, 
Sam lumbered up out of his chair and said, "I guess I'll hit the sack. Long 
day tomorrow." Scratching his head and yawning, he started toward the door, 
then turning, he growled, "Coming, Nelly?" 

"I think I'll stay up and watch the news," the young wife muttered. "Might 
just as well, seeing I've stayed up this late." 

"Okay, see you in the morning ... that is if you're awake!" Sam was halfway 
down the hallway by the time he finished speaking. 

As soon as she heard her husband close the bathroom door, Nelly said 
quietly, "Move over here, honey, so we can talk without being overheard." 

"Sis, why did you agree with him?" Billy whispered anxiously, with tears in 
his eyes. "Did I do something wrong?" 

"No, you didn't do anything wrong. It's just that we don't want Sam to 
become suspicious, do we?" the older sister said placatingly. "We'll just 
have to be more careful. No more staying in bed all day again." She smiled 
and grinned impishly, "But that doesn't mean we can't continue our love 
lessons." 

"Whew!" the young boy sighed, "You really had me worried." 

"Really?" Nelly laughed. "Does that mean that you like it? That you like 
your old sister just a little bit?" 

"Oh, Sis, you know I do. I love you! I'll always love you." The young 
brother moaned with a catch in his voice, "You're so beautiful ... and you 
make me feel so good!" 

"That's good," Nelly said as she reached across to where Billy was sitting 
and put her hand on his leg. "Because you make me feel the same way! I've 
never been this happy before, Billy. You're a real man. My kind of man!" 

Sensuously rubbing his hand up and down the silken flesh of her inner thigh, 
Billy felt his eager young penis begin to awaken, and he knew it would only 
be seconds before he had another smoldering erection. God! he thought, there 
must be something wrong with me! It's awful wrong to make love to your 
sister ... incest, that's what they told me in sex education! But, she's 
older than me, and if she says it's all right then ... I just don't care. 
Besides, it feels so good I can't help myself, even if it's wrong! Looking 
at her with lust-filled eyes, he said, "Sis, you're the only girl I'm ever 
gonna make love to!" 

Nelly reached her hand over to his head and ran her fingers lovingly through 
his curly hair. She caressed his neck and leaned forward to kiss him on the 
ear, then whispered, "No, honey, not the way you love fucking! When you get 
back to school you'll probably screw the cheer leaders in the hallway." Then 
with a lump in her throat she continued, "But, I'm glad you think I'm that 
good!" 

An aching pain filled Nelly's heart as she thought about what she was doing 
to her innocent brother, and for several minutes her mind dwelt on the past 
three days. Knowing she had done a wrong thing and that she should hate 
herself for the wicked seduction of her own kin, she thought, Good God! Am I 
perverted? What's wrong with me? Is this what Sam has reduced me to? Why 
don't I leave him and find the happiness I need? Why ... why do I stay here 
in this hell and ruin my own brother's life? I can't help myself! I tried 
... but it's no use ... I'm happy ... Billy's happy ... and Sam's the 
happiest of all! The only important thing to him is that I don't nag, and 
give him enough privacy to enjoy his lewd pictures. I wonder ... what is the 
most important ... everyone being happy, or worrying about moral standards? 
Nelly's bitterness had distorted her thinking, but nevertheless, moments of 
doubt still invaded her consciousness. 

"Look, honey, I'm tired and think I'll go to bed. You get a good night's 
sleep and tomorrow we'll see." Nelly said wearily. 

"Okay, Sis, what you gonna teach me tomorrow?" Billy smiled hopefully. 
"Something new?" 

Nelly brightened and laughed, "My God, you do learn fast, don't you? All 
right, I'll show you something new tomorrow. What do you have in mind?" 

"You're the teacher, Teach!" the young boy grinned suggestively. "But ... 
how about the picture of the woman's mouth on the man's cock?" 

"Well, stand up baby brother, and I'll give you a sample!" Nelly reached for 
the young boy, pulled him closer to her and unzipped his pants, pulling out 
his rigid young penis. Taking it inside her soft warm mouth, she kissed it 
and held its palpitating hardness up to her lips for just a second. Then, 
after a teasing lick up the full length of his excitedly throbbing penis, 
she zipped his pants up and asked, "Did you like it?" 

Billy's painfully erect cock, was twitching in his pants as he moaned, "Oh 
fuck, Sis, do it now ... it hurts like hell!" 

"Goodnight, horny, see you tomorrow!" With a glint of satisfaction in her 
eyes, the young wife gaily tripped down the hall, and languidly prepared 
herself for bed. 

Billy followed her down the hall to the bedroom and, to his surprise, 
immediately fell asleep in spite of the painful arousal. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Billy slowly opened his eyes and stretched like a big lazy tom-cat, a smile 
of expectancy crossing his features as he came fully awake. Today ... today 
was the day that Nelly was going to take his penis in her mouth and suck it. 
He'd heard boys talking about cock-sucking, but he'd never thought about 
what it would be like to actually cum inside a woman's mouth. Just thinking 
about it happening filled him with a voracious lust so powerful that his 
young body began trembling. Jesus, I'm really lucky to have a sister like 
Nelly! And I thought this was going to be a dull summer. Wow! But I wonder 
why she's doing it? In Family Studies last year old Mr. Marks said it was a 
perversion! Could she be perverted? Nah! He laughed as he felt his virile 
young cock hardening beating like a tom-tom. 

Meanwhile, the older sister had awakened and her first thought was filled 
with her young brother and their plans for the day. God! I just can't get 
enough of him, she thought. I must be sick to corrupt an innocent kid like 
that. And my own brother to boot. Well, if it's sick, then sick I am and I 
don't give a damn. She tossed her head flippantly and reached for her sheer 
nylon wrap-around robe before hopping out of bed and going to the bathroom. 
After showering and combing her hair into place, she began wondering if her 
brother was awake yet. Curious, she glanced-at her watch and saw that it was 
already after nine. Her radiantly glowing face changed to a look of 
consternation. "Maybe he's already up and I'm too late," she whispered to 
herself. She had planned to wake him with a kiss on his beautiful cock, just 
like a wife might playfully do some mornings to her husband. 

Rushing down the hall, Nelly quickly opened the door to the guest room and 
heaved a deep sigh of relief when she saw Billy's tousled head on the 
pillow. His eyes were open and he had a smile on his face, "Hi, Sis, I been 
waiting for you," he said as he sat up in bed, letting the sheet fall down, 
leaving his chest bare. Just the sight of his youthfully immature body 
caused Nelly to gasp and her heart to race. 

"Good morning, honey," she whispered as she walked into the room and stopped 
beside the bed. Smiling seductively at him, she dropped her robe to the 
floor and then sat nakedly down beside him. Slowly, with an expertise born 
of maturity, her hand began to caress his trembling body, beginning with his 
face and trailing down across his belly. She stopped at his navel as the 
lower part of his body was still covered with the sheet. "Ready for a 
mind-blowing lesson, honey?" 

"Ye-esss, I ... I was lying here thinking about it!" the young boy's 
lust-deepened voice shook with emotion. 

"I can see," Nelly laughed as she let her hand finally fall to the 
upstanding hump in the sheet between Billy's legs. "I can see!" 

Spontaneously, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her and kissed her 
awkwardly on the mouth. The older sister felt such a tenderness for him that 
she pulled him to her breast and pressed his face between the cleft of her 
twin mounds of soft flesh. Slowly, unsure of himself, the young brother took 
the right nipple experimentally into his mouth and ran his tongue around it 
a couple of times before he clamped his lips to it and began sucking 
voraciously. 

"My sweet little baby," Nelly crooned as Billy avidly sucked and licked at 
her erect little nipples. Oh God! Has anything ever felt so beautiful 
before! His lips are setting me on fire. Then, the older sister lost all 
control of herself and was consumed by the flames of her forbidden lust. She 
ground her teeth together, mewling deep in her throat, and squeezed her 
moistly quivering pussy together with her thighs. 

She was boiling inside, and she moaned continuously at the force of her 
emotional heat. 

Billy's lust controlled body drove him on to more involved motion, and he 
started kneading Nelly's back, caressing her sides down her bare belly and 
curving around to her soft warm ass-cheeks as he tried to pull her closer 
against him. 

"Oh God, Sis," he hissed, his mind a separate entity in his desire. 

The older woman's hands were moving as if they were butterflies flitting 
over his upper torso. A momentary pang of quickly suppressed guilt crossed 
her mind and dimly she thought, This is wrong! Not my own brother, not 
Billy, sweet sweet Billy ... Dear God! I can't ... I can't! I have to, 
though. I want to. I've never wanted anything more in my life ... I want to 
feel and taste his penis in my mouth. 

Slowly Nelly's head dropped to the elongated bulge in the sheets, and the 
young boy groaned as he felt her hand caressing his throbbing cock. Then, as 
if controlled by an alien spirit, she broke her young brother's grip aground 
her waist, and threw back the sheets all the way. She gasped in delight as 
she saw his virilely pulsating penis standing up so proudly from between his 
legs. Almost reverently, she began making little circular stroking movements 
on his belly, each circle dropping lower than the one before. She could feel 
his young muscles tense beneath her roving finger tips, and she trembled 
with a maddening lust that made her so weak she knew she was unable to stand 
upright. With a low groan of hunger, she took Billy's straining young shaft 
in her hands, causing the fluttering sensations in her breasts to move down 
to her loins, setting them ablaze with an unholy fire. The young boy choked 
on his own gasping breath but, instead of resisting, he crushed himself 
against his naked older sister as he muttered, "Oh, Sis, do it to me now. 
Suck my cock ... now! Please. I'm dying." 

"Don't be impatient, honey," Nelly crooned as she bent and kissed the 
bulbous head of his youthful erect penis. 

She smiled tenderly up at Billy and then with tantalizing slowness, moved 
her hand down to cup his sperm-bloated balls. Her head lowered and his penis 
throbbed hotly against her cheek as she rubbed her face against its 
hardness, smelling it, caressing it with her finger tips, and licking the 
lust-swollen cock-head with little circular movements before flicking her 
wet tongue down the full length of his virilely extended penis. 

"Oh God, Sis, don't stop ... more ... oohhh ... it feels so good..." 

Spurred on by his encouragement, Nelly took his desire-engorged shaft deep 
into the warm wet cavern of her mouth and voraciously sucked the full length 
of his sweet-tasting maleness. As he moaned out his pleasure, she cupped his 
sperm-laden testicles with both hands and began a tender massage, 
manipulating them with innate and loving skill while her throat continued to 
expand and contract in her increasing desire to suck his gorgeous tasting 
cock to climax. 

Oh! I love it! I love his penis in my mouth! Oh God, what I've been missing 
all these years! It tastes so good! Nelly's tongue flicked upward along the 
underside of her young brother's lust-hardened cock as, drawing her lips 
together, she sawed her mouth up and down the full rigid expanse of his 
youthful flesh. She sucked with a perfect tempo, with the expertise of an 
accomplished prostitute, her lips working hungrily over his full length. 

Billy watched mesmerized as her soft wet mouth puckered outward and then 
back in again, his brain an inflamed cauldron of lust now, and his fingers 
spasmodic on her nakedly quivering breasts as he squeezed them painfully to 
spur her on to more powerful suckings. 

Nelly went wild with frenzied new emotions, thrilling with the erotic 
fermentation of his cock and testicles, as her saliva increased until it was 
streaming in a glistening river down around his virile young shaft. 
Instinctively knowing he would like it, she trailed her tongue down between 
his trembling legs, licking from scrotum to the rough brown mouth of his 
anus. 

Oh God! I love to fuck my brother with my mouth! Nelly wanted his hot young 
sperm to gush down her throat and fill her belly. Quickly, she trailed her 
tongue back over his cum-filled balls and along the slim white shaft. She 
sensed the youth almost screamed out in pleasure as her wetly parted lips 
slid down over the swollen head of his cock. Oh she was bringing him so much 
enjoyment! Her hand trembling uncontrollably, Nelly reached down to her 
hungering wet cunt and began thrusting her outstretched middle finger in and 
out of her hotly palpitating pussy. 

The older sister continued to lick his madly jerking cock as her lips 
encompassed the spongy head, then let it sink full-length back into her 
throat. Her head bobbed greedily up and down as Billy groaned and thrashed 
beneath her and her own fingers fucked ever faster in and out of her 
clasping wet cunt. She could feel her climax building up and, at the same 
time, could feel the cum building up in her young brother's balls as she 
sucked with a wanton hunger and swirled her tongue around his blood-filled 
cock while it pistoned without mercy in between her tightly ovaled lips. Her 
vagina began to quiver and pulsate around the two fingers thrusting savagely 
into her pussy, and then... 

Billy screamed and unleashed a torrent of obscenities that he wasn't aware 
he even knew, "Goddamn, Sis, suck it, fuck it ... suck the son of a bitch 
... I'm gonna blow my mother-fucking load of cum right in your mouth." I 

Nelly thrust her fingers to the hilt in her hotly convulsing cunt as she 
felt the beginning of her young brother's climax boiling up from his 
sperm-bloated testicles to make the run down the full length of his penis. 
Her eyes widened as her breasts heaved, and Billy's pubic hair brushed 
against the sides of her mouth as she all but swallowed the entire length of 
his slender hardness. Oh God ... I'm going to cum ... harder! Harder! she 
silently screamed to herself. She dug her fingers more viciously into her 
vagina, nakedly twisting and turning her loins to catch their every motion 
as they scraped against the sensitive edges of her cunt. Then she felt the 
tremor of her climax sweep through her and her pussy flowered with wet warm 
gushes of lewdly cascading fluid just as she heard Billy scream out, "Sis 
... Sis, suck harder ... it's c-cuuummming ... Sis, it's ... it's gonna 
cum..." 

The older sister pounded her mouth frantically up and down on his virile 
young shaft, and then his cock suddenly spasmed as he grabbed her head and 
held it to him while he spewed hot lewd jets of sperm deep into her rapidly 
swallowing throat. Nelly continued to suck until his last groaning spasms 
faded away and his cock began to soften. Billy's groans of pleasure simmered 
to sighs of contentment and his hands no longer pressed against her head as 
his young pulsating penis gave one last spurt of remaining seminal fluid and 
slowly deflated. She watched it with eyes inches away as it sank into 
softness, and only then did she collapse across his lower body. 

"Oh, man ... that was great, Sis," Billy mumbled, barely able to speak. 

Slowly, Nelly opened her eyes and looked up at the young boy. He grinned 
down at her affectionately and she smiled up at him as she sighed, "Liked 
it, huh!" 

"Oh Gee! it was the greatest ... the best yet! The young brother closed his 
eyes, then opened them again and asked hopefully, "Can we do it again ... 
soon?" 

Feeling her breath quicken involuntarily, she answered, "Well, maybe ... 
we'll see! But, now, Billy, get up and go out into the sunshine like Sam 
said. And remember ... it's our secret ... forever!" 

Laughing together playfully, the young boy grabbed his sister and teasingly 
kissed her on the tiny pink nipple, nipping at it with his teeth. "Oh, no 
you don't" Nelly gasped as she felt lust being rekindled in her naked body. 
A moment later, laughing like lovers, brother and sister raced to the 
bathroom where they showered together, washing and drying each other before 
reluctantly dressing for the day ahead. 

* * * 

After a healthy breakfast of steak and eggs, Billy stretched languorously 
and said, "See you later, Sis." He went outside to the yard with a beach 
towel to lie in the sun. Wandering around the yard, his mind filled with the 
happenings of the past few days, he wondered what it was going to be like to 
have to go back to school again, far away from his wonderful sister, but it 
was too much for his mind to comprehend at this time. He sighed in 
contentment and knew that he loved his sister ... loved her as a woman ... 
with every fiber of his being. 

Aimlessly, he sauntered back to the beach towel and dropped down on his 
stomach to lie in the sunshine and daydream. No sooner had he settled down 
on the towel than he caught a glimpse of a boy in the next yard. He stared 
in disinterest and then closed his eyes, not wanting to make friends with 
anyone. 

Abruptly, Billy heard a voice saying, "Hi." 

Shading his eyes from the sun, he looked up into the face of the neighbor 
boy. "I'm Johnny Kirke. I live next door. You new here?" 

"Hi, I'm Billy Allen. My sister is Mrs. Beale." 

"Oh, yeh?" Johnny asked curiously. "Where do you go to school?" 

"I live in Georgia," Billy lifted himself up from the towel and went to 
stand beside the fence near Johnny. "How old are you?" 

"I'm only fourteen, but I look older," the young neighbor boy answered 
longingly. "The older boys think I'm dumb because I'm not in high school, 
but I'm just big for my age." 

"That's too bad, man. Only my problem is I'm too small for my age." Billy 
said angrily. 

The two boys immediately realized they had a common problem and being 
lonely, they became fast friends within minutes. They talked about their 
schools, girls, sports, common interests, and learned they liked the same 
things. 

"Hey ... want to go to the beach with me sometime?" Johnny asked. 

"Oh, I don't know ... how far is it?" Billy wasn't sure he wanted this kind 
of interruption with Nelly, but he felt sorry for Johnny. 

"It's not far. My dad'll take us, but we'll have to walk back!" 

"Doesn't your dad work?" 

"Yeh, he works but he doesn't go to work until noon. He's a cop. That's 
another reason kids don't like me." 

"Ah, that's no reason for not liking someone." Billy replied, "Is he a bad 
cop?" 

"No, he's a good one. But he's not a real cop, he's a Security Guard for 
Shaw's Savings and Loan Company, and he's famous." Johnny said proudly. "He 
arrested one of the 'ten most wanted' criminals one night when he was on 
duty, and he's made lots of other arrests." 

"He did? Jeeze!" 

"Yeh ... my dad's great, and I'm proud of Doc, too." Johnny said. "Who's 
Doc?" 

"I'll show you." The tall young boy whistled loudly and a second later, the 
kitchen door exploded outward and a big beautiful German shepherd dog 
bounded out onto the lawn, barking. He ran straight to Johnny and eagerly 
lapped at the boy's face with his big tongue. "Down, Doc, down," Johnny 
laughed, hugging the big animal. 

"Wow! He's some dog," Billy exclaimed, "Is he yours?" 

"Yeh, he's ours. Dad taught him to catch crooks. He trained Doc himself! 
That's how he arrested the 'wanted man'. " The neighbor boy patted the 
German shepherd on the head and continued, "Doc grabbed the man and held him 
until Dad got there. The guy had a gun, too!" The big dog wagged his tail 
and licked the young boy's hand in loving devotion. 

"Come on over, Johnny, and bring Doc, too." Billy invited. 

"Okay." The neighbor boy ran for the gate with a happily barking Doc chasing 
at his heels. The two boys and the big German shepherd played tag, threw a 
stick for the dog, and wrestled. They were too engrossed in their newly made 
friendship to notice Nelly Beale peering out through the kitchen window. 

Nelly had cleared the kitchen and straightened the house, and was in the 
laundry section of the kitchen, putting a load of clothes in the washing 
machine, when she heard a noise and glanced out the window to see what Billy 
was doing. She was surprised to see another boy running and playing with 
him. She watched them for a moment, and suddenly she recognized the boy from 
next door. It was the son of that horrible man she always saw strutting out 
to his car in the middle of the day wearing a policeman's uniform. That man 
thinks he's really something, she thought, always wearing that gun like he 
might use it any minute. Oh, he was always nice enough when he spoke to her, 
but he'd been too cocky ever since he'd arrested that murderer. Well, she 
didn't like anyone who worked with a gun, and neither did Sam. They'd never 
made friends because of that; besides, Sam didn't have time anyway. I wonder 
what happened to his wife, Nelly pondered, maybe she didn't like guns 
either! 

Then, Billy's sister's thoughts returned to the two young boys as they ran 
past the window. The rippling muscles of the handsome youth from next door 
caught her attention, and she felt a quiver of excitement as she saw the 
flat muscular plane of his stomach, his beautiful face, and his long slender 
legs. He was larger than Billy and she suspected that he was more 
sophisticated. I wonder if he's more experienced, she thought as her mind 
began dwelling lasciviously on his slender young body. 

She could feel a sensuous stirring of excitement in her belly as she 
visualized his virile cock, half-hard in anticipation could visualize it 
standing rigidly erect, almost kissing his tautened belly as she caressed it 
lovingly. God! he was a beautiful boy ... almost as beautiful as Billy! 
Would his penis be as wonderful as her baby brother's? Would it feel as good 
inside her? Oh, Jesus God, she thought, No! Not another child. What's 
suddenly gotten into me? She shuddered in something akin to fright, then 
without volition turned back to the window. The lewdly exciting thoughts 
swarmed back like mosquitoes to infect her with a stinging hunger. 

Abruptly, she decided it would be absolutely harmless to go out and meet him 
... and maybe invite him in for a Coke. After all, he was a neighbor. 

Nelly hurriedly went to the bedroom and put on a pair of short-shorts, 
deliberately leaving off her little white panties. Wearing nothing but a 
halter and the shorts, she put on a pair of sunglasses and stared into the 
mirror. The shorts were so abbreviated they cut up into the slit of her 
vagina, showing the outline of her fleshy cuntal lips, and as she turned, 
the curving cheeks of her buttocks were exposed. What the hell, she thought 
with a rapidly growing excitement, it won't hurt to tease him just a little! 
Smiling in satisfaction, she walked seductively out the door and up to the 
towel where the boys had fallen in exhaustion. 

Shading their eyes from the sun, the two youths stared up at the older 
woman, and their mouths fell open in unison as they gaped in disbelief at 
the lewd way she was dressed. 

"Hello, Billy, who's your new friend?" Nelly asked, putting as much sex in 
her voice as possible. 

Billy took a good look at his sister and thought, God! she's not wearing 
anything under her shorts. Jeese! I can see her pussy hairs peeking out the 
leg. What the hell is she trying to do? 

"Uhh-uh, Sis, this is ... uh ... Johnny Kirke," Billy stuttered, "He lives 
next door to you." 

"Oh, yes, I remember," the older woman said as if she had just thought of 
it, "You deliver our newspaper, don't you, Johnny?" 

"Ye-sss Ma'am ... I do." Johnny answered, "But I never see you 'cause it's 
too early in the morning." The young boy's eyes bugged out and without 
thinking, he gave a low whistle under his breath. Billy heard the whistle 
and felt something akin to jealousy at the unformulated thought of his 
sister with anyone but him. He was proud that other young boys would think 
she was beautiful, but Nelly was his and his alone to make love to. 

A few seconds after Nelly had arrived on the scene, Doc who had been lapping 
up water on the other side of the fence came racing back barking playfully 
at the scantily clad woman. Nelly shrank back nervously as the huge dog ran 
toward her, then stood perfectly still hoping not to frighten him, because 
she'd heard how Mr. Kirke had trained him to catch criminals. 

Doc stopped in front of the trembling strawberry-blonde, then sniffed at her 
leg, slowly trailing his cold wet nose up to her tightly covered loins. 
There he stopped and, with wagging tail, licked his tongue the full length 
of her inner thigh. Nelly was so astonished by the dog's reaction that she 
automatically jumped back, overwhelmed at the salacious feelings that were 
engulfing her body. 

The wetly probing tongue had sent shivers of excitement coursing through her 
already moistly trembling pussy, and her mind was in a whirl of confusion 
when she heard Johnny say, "Doc ... you naughty dog ... get away ... go 
home!" 

At the tone of his young master's voice, Doc hung his head and slunk away 
with his tail between his legs. Johnny's face was beet-red as he turned to 
the older woman and mumbled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Beale, you know 
how dogs are. They're just dumb animals." 

Laughingly, Nelly said, "It's all right, Johnny, it just surprised me, 
that's all. He's got the coldest nose of any dog I've ever met." Then, 
suddenly all three were laughing and the boys were rolling on the towel, 
roaring as though a dam had suddenly broken. 

"How would you young gentlemen like some lunch," Nelly asked sweetly. 

"Great," the two boys answered in unison. "Great!" 

"Billy, I'll go fix it and you bring Johnny in to eat. Sorry I can't invite 
Doc too," she added, then mentally shuddered as she recalled her strange 
almost erotic reaction as the German Shepherd's huge tongue licked up her 
naked flesh. 

Nelly went into the kitchen, prepared sandwiches, opened potato chips and 
Cokes, then fixed a plate for the boys one on each side of hers. 

A moment later, they were all sitting at the kitchen table, eating and 
discussing the boy's plans for going to the beach. Nelly noticed they had 
become friends rather fast, and a brief pang of jealousy shot through her. 
She didn't think she was going to like this intrusion. The whole summer 
would be ruined ... unless she included Johnny in her plans. 

Nelly was thoughtful when she took the dishes to the sink while the boys 
disinterestedly watched a TV soap opera in the den. Maybe she shouldn't be 
thinking about Johnny; after all, he lived right next door. His father was 
almost a cop. It was a bad situation all the way round. But ... he was so 
handsome, so innocent and trusting. Nelly unaccountably found herself 
shaking as she began wondering how his virile young penis would feel. If 
only there was some way to include him; God wouldn't it be wonderful to have 
both of them naked in bed with her one on each side feeling the warmth of 
their young bodies. 

Oddly enough, as she walked into the den, the solution hit her immediately 
when she saw the two youth's whispering. Pretending outrage, she said, 
"Billy! You promised not to tell anyone! How could you?" Nelly sobbed 
without warning. "You broke your promise to me!" 

"No, I didn't ... what do you mean, Sis?" Billy croaked in desperation. "I 
didn't tell Johnny anything! Did I Johnny?" 

"No ... no, Mrs. Beale," Johnny stuttered, unable to comprehend the older 
woman's anger. "Billy didn't tell me anything!" With a questioning look 
toward his friend, he backed toward the door, ready to bolt and run. 

"You know he did! Admit it, Johnny, admit that Billy told you about our 
secret," Nelly said accusingly, all the time waiting for just the chance to 
tell him herself, hopefully she could interest him in joining them. "Admit 
it, Johnny. I know he was talking about our secret whispering to you that 
I'm teaching him the fundamentals of love-making!" 

Frightened and with blinking eyes, Billy backed away from his sister who had 
gone beserk. He couldn't believe that she was saying these things. Jesus! He 
hadn't told Johnny anything, but now she'd gone and told him. Oh God! What's 
she gonna do now? Billy thought, feeling a real fright. Suppose Johnny told 
his dad who was a cop. 

Johnny gasped in surprise and shock, "Wha-aat ... do you mean? Billy ... 
Billy didn't ... Honestly, Mrs. Beale. I ... he didn't." The youth looked 
just as frightened as the other. 

"Well, I thought he did ... I thought you two were whispering about it." 
Nelly sighed, pretending disgust with herself for being so quick to jump to 
conclusions. "Well, Johnny, now you know ... so ... it must be your secret, 
too!" She turned to her wide-eyed younger brother and said, "I'm sorry, 
Billy, I thought..." 

Billy was too innocent and too relieved to understand that Nelly was leading 
up to something. And even if he had, he still wouldn't have believed his 
sister was actually inviting young Johnny to watch them fucking! 

With a sudden lurch of excitement in the pit of his belly, Johnny seized on 
her words and his eyes gleamed with interest. "Wha ... aat do you mean, Mrs. 
Beale?" he stuttered. 

"Well, Johnny, if you promise to never, never tell a soul, I'll let you 
watch while Billy has his next lesson in love-making." 

The boy's gulp could be heard across the room. "You mean ... you mean really 
... he really makes love?" Johnny was in a state of complete and utter 
shock. He had felt Margaret Eaton's breasts through her sweater once, kissed 
her several times, and had even ventured to put his hand up beneath her 
skirt once, but she had slapped him so hard that he'd never tried it again. 
The young boy couldn't assimilate the idea of anyone actually fucking while 
he watched. 

"Yes, darling, I mean just that. But, you must promise ... and cross your 
heart and hope to die, if you ever tell anyone what Billy and I are going to 
show you." 

"I promise. I promise. Oh Jeez! Yes, I do. I'll never tell a soul! See, I 
crossed my heart." Johnny spluttered out the words. He knew he was scared 
shitless, but he wasn't going to let Billy know. Overgrowing his fright, 
though, was his excitement, and his slender immature cock leapt into 
erectness just thinking about what this beautiful woman was suggesting. 

"Sis ... do ... do you mean..." Billy couldn't finish, he was shocked at the 
thought of someone watching him doing these forbidden things! It was all 
right as long as only he and Nelly knew about it but, he didn't want his 
friend to know. Abruptly, he wanted to run away and hide, but he was afraid 
he would offend his sister, so he hung his head and waited to see what she 
was going to do next. 

"Wouldn't you like to take off my shorts, honey?" the older sister suggested 
sensuously. 

"Ye-ess, Sis, if you want me to!" the young boy muttered in humiliation. 
"You sure ... I mean, Jesus, you're really sure you want me to do it with 
him ... watching?" he nodded his head uneasily toward the other boy. 

"Yes, Billy, trust me!" Nelly had become hopelessly aroused as she saw the 
thick bulge of Johnny's penis outlined under his tight pants, and the lewd 
thought of having two virile young cocks to play with was almost driving her 
mad. She had to have it! She couldn't help herself! The realization of the 
terrible chance she was taking raced through her, but the expectantly 
quivering woman immediately wiped it aside by rationalizing it with the 
thought, It's too late now, I've already exposed myself to Johnny. Anyway, 
it was already too late for remorse ... too late to even attempt any measure 
of control over the salacious desires saturating her brain. She turned to 
Billy who hadn't moved, and said, "Come on, honey, take them off!" 

Billy, his face flaming in embarrassment, moved haltingly to his sister and 
reached for the fastening of her shorts. At the first touch of his hands 
against her lushly ripened body, his fear and chagrin disappeared. Without 
further hesitation, he peeled the tight skimpy shorts down over the curving 
mounds of her soft white buttocks, down her long slender legs, and dropped 
them to the floor where Nelly impatiently kicked them aside, then, with both 
youths staring open-mouthed, she seductively reached behind her, unfastened 
the brassiere snaps, and dropped the halter top on the pile of clothes to 
stand there naked in front of them. 

"Holy crap!" Young Johnny Kirke gasped, his mouth hanging loosely open and 
his frightened brown eyes like shiny marbles, as he backed toward the door, 
his courage gone. 

"What's the matter, Johnny darling," Nelly half-whispered, slowly moving and 
holding out her hands to him. "Don't you like me?" 

"Yeah ... sure ... sure I do, Mrs. Beale ... but ... but, man I'm scared 
about..." He couldn't finish the sentence. 

"It's all right, darling." Nelly spoke quickly, reaching for the 
fear-stricken boy and slowly drawing him into her arms until his smooth 
young face was pressed against her full naked breasts. Leading him to the 
couch, she whispered seductively, "You sit here, baby, while Billy shows you 
what he has learned." 

Trembling and unable to say a word, the fourteen year old youth stared at 
the beautiful soft white flesh of the older woman's body. His already 
painfully throbbing cock lurched when he saw her quickly strip her young 
brother's cut-off levis from his slender hips and toss them in a discarded 
pile with her own clothes. Nelly looked toward Johnny, thinking he should 
have his clothes off too, but she changed her mind. The poor frightened 
child looked like he might bolt any minute, and she didn't want him running 
across the lawn stark-naked. 

With eagerly trembling fingers, Billy's naked sister reached down and 
grasped her brother's rigid young penis, stroking the loose foreskin up and 
down over the hardening shaft and deliberately wiggling her fleshy white 
buttocks in front of the anxious neighbor boy. 

"Lie down on the carpet, baby brother," she whispered in a lust-filled 
voice. "Quickly, lie down and we'll show your friend how well you make 
love." Nelly could hardly wait to get his baby cock up inside her hotly 
throbbing vagina. 

From his position on the couch, Johnny could see his friend fall to the 
floor, lying on his back with wide-spread thighs. His long rigid penis was 
standing straight up from the curly red pubic hair, the head a bluish-pink 
and pulsating with excitement. God! What'd I give to be Billy right now! He 
stared in puzzled fascination as Nelly Beale continued to stroke her 
brother's lust-hardened penis, tenderly, lovingly, sliding her fingers up 
and down its youthful shaft in a lewdly teasing manner. And then, he saw her 
lift herself into a straddling position over the young muscular body of his 
friend, placing the wet pink slit of her pussy directly in line with the 
head of Billy's throbbing cock. 

A lewd recklessness was beginning to spread through Johnny now, both 
confusing and exciting him, and he knew no way to fight it ... only one 
thing to do ... the one thing he knew how to do. The young neighbor boy 
reached down to the opening of his short jeans and unzipped them quickly, 
letting his long youthfully erect penis unfold like an accordion. His heart 
was pounding as his mind finally accepted as reality the salacious scene 
taking place in front of him, and he quickly stripped the shorts from his 
trembling body. Then, grasping his rock-hard cock in his right hand, he 
stroked it luridly as he gaped at the lewd sight on the floor where a naked 
Mrs. Beale was kneeling on all fours over Billy's body, her pussy hovering 
only inches from the boy's upstanding penis. 

Nelly, slowly lowered herself down to where the throbbing head of her 
brother's hot slender penis was touching the lips of her vaginal slit. 
Pushing forward she whispered, "Put it in honey, put it in, and let Johnny 
see you fuck me." 

Billy obediently drew the blood-inflated head of his hard young cock upward 
through the moistened length of Nelly's wide-open cuntal lips, his face 
slack and his eyes fixed lustfully on the erotic genital area he was 
taunting; then, suddenly he thrust his hips upwards, burying his solid 
length of rigid flesh with a resounding slap far up into her pussy. Nelly 
responded with a loud groan of lewd pleasure and began sliding her warmly 
pulsing cunt up and down the virile young rod of boy flesh spearing up from 
her brother's hairless loins. 

The intoxicating sensations inundated Nelly's shamelessly aroused body as 
feelings of absolute power bubbled through her at the thought of possessing 
both of their innocent young bodies. Oh God! They could bring her so much 
pleasure, so much enjoyment with their beautiful young penises. Her nakedly 
kneeling body shuddered in fevered anticipation for all the wonderful things 
the three of them would do! She lifted her head and stared at the lewd sight 
of fourteen year old Johnny Kirke enviously ogling her younger brother 
fucking into her, while at the same time the youth was frantically jerking 
at his long slender erection. The poor baby. Well, she'd take care of that 
nice little hard-on for him in a minute or two. But Billy came first! 

Flames of obscene passion licked over the raw nerve ends of Nelly's naked 
silken flesh as her brother's virilely hardened penis fucked in and out of 
her dilated vagina, taunting her erect clitoris in blissful cadence as his 
lean hips smacked upward into her pelvis, spreading her trembling thighs 
farther apart. 

"Uuuugggghhh!" Billy choked as his sister began dropping her soft warm pussy 
to meet his every thrust, absorbing the full length of his tingling cock 
into her velvety sanctuary. "Oh ... oh cripes, Sis, I ... I can't stand it 
... it feels so good!" 

Nelly's brain whirled in obscene evil at the sound of his lewd words. God! 
what a delicious seduction this was ... he was helpless against her wiles, 
just as he was hopelessly caught up in her lustful web of sexual 
stimulation. She could feel his hips vigorously lifting and falling, driving 
his handsome young cock with virile thrusts up into her hungering vagina! 

"That's it, darling ... fuck it ... harder!" the older sister gasped 
breathlessly. "Ram it right up into my sucking pussy!" 

The lewdness of her words drove young Billy to the brink of orgasm, and with 
all control gone, he screamed, "Oh Sis, it ... it's cum ... it's 
ccuuuummming ... oh Sis, I can't wait ... no longer. Oh cripes, here it 
comes!" 

Nelly wasn't ready for him to orgasm yet because she was on the verge of 
climax herself. On the verge, but not yet there. Now, what am I going to do, 
she thought, as she felt her brother's penis immediately losing it's 
stiffness. Then, a gleam came to her eyes as she turned to the other young 
boy and said harshly, "Johnny, you shouldn't masturbate! It's bad for you! 
Come here and I'll let you play with my pussy instead." Nelly was still 
kneeling over Billy's wilting penis, but she lifted her leg and the rapidly 
deflating cock slid out of her quivering vagina with a lewd sucking sound. 
Quickly she moved over beside her younger brother and went back down on all 
fours, her breasts swinging freely with her snow-white buttocks waving in 
obscene invitation back at the boy. 

"Come on, Johnny. You can play with me if you want, but you mustn't fuck 
me." Nelly held one hand out, motioning for the young neighbor. 

In his highly aroused state, Johnny needed very little encouragement, as a 
matter-of-fact, Nelly's words were like waving a red flag in front of a 
bull. He fell to his knees behind her and immediately began caressing her 
soft warm buttocks, dipping his fingers into the wide-open crevice up 
between her trembling thighs and sliding them through her moist, cum-smeared 
vaginal slit. The lewd sight of her nakedly waving ass-cheeks drove the 
lust-filled youth to further experiments. Heart hammering, he dampened his 
outstretched middle finger in her cuntal overflow, and then tentatively 
pushed it against her puckering anal ring. Her lewd groan of encouragement 
was immediately followed by the backward thrust of her quivering ass-cheeks, 
and his finger slipped unimpeded into the warm buttery depths of her rectum. 

Supporting herself by her shoulders and forehead, Nelly reached both hands 
back to her buttocks and pulled the fleshy globes apart so that he could see 
not only the entire naked plane of her moist pink cunt and its soft 
hair-fringed pussy lips, but the puckered little hole of her anus as it 
nibbled like a fish's mouth around his linger. 

The obscenely beautiful sight provoked carnal sensations the-likes of which 
the youth had never imagined to rip through his groin, and his cum-filled 
balls churned in a painful eagerness to fuck her. Then, he saw her twisting 
her head around to smile salaciously back at him. 

"Is it exciting to you, Johnny, baby?" Nelly taunted, wiggling her naked 
buttocks back at him in lurid little movements before lowering her hand down 
between her thighs to grasp his hotly throbbing young penis. 

"Oh cripes ... oh damn..." Young Johnny Kirke choked as for the first time 
in his life he felt the soft touch of a woman's hand clasping his tingling 
cock. For a second, he forgot about sawing his middle finger in and out of 
her wildly puckering anus, but the kneeling woman reminded him by tightly 
clenching her sphincter muscle. 

Nelly could feel the ungovernable prickles of desire rolling over her, and 
she wanted more than anything else in the world to have this beautiful young 
boy fucking her while his finger slid in and out of her rectum, but she knew 
for safety's sake she had to wait for him to make the first move. 

Johnny's mind was reeling at the salacious sight of her wide-open cuntal 
slit just below his impaling finger. Suddenly, he felt an overpowering urge 
to arch his pelvis forward and rub his painfully throbbing cock against her 
soft warm pussy. Just rub it, nothing more, because she had said he couldn't 
fuck her. Slowly, shuddering in the most delicious sensations he had ever 
felt in his life, he drew the head of his penis through her wetly heated 
cuntal lips. Oh God! Oh God! He wanted to scream, it was so wonderful. 
Staring wildly, he suddenly pressed the bulbous blood-filled cock-head into 
her quivering vaginal slit. Then, groaning loudly, he thrust his 
lust-hardened shaft into the hotly clasping passage all the way to the hilt. 

"Oh no ... Johnny, I didn't say you could fuck me." Nelly gasped, pretending 
dismay, but almost passing out from the exquisite rapture as she felt Ins 
virilely heated young cock throbbing far up inside her belly. Oh shit, if 
there was only some way she could let him know he was supposed to keep his 
finger sawing in and out of her anus. She was ready to orgasm right now all 
she needed was three or four strokes with either finger or penis. 

Johnny's cock hurt so much he was about to cry like a baby. He had to have 
release or go out of his mind from the pressure building up in his 
sperm-laden testicles. Shoving with all his might he began ramming Ins 
middle finger into the tight rimmed flesh of her rectum in rhythm with the 
fucking motions his cock was making in and out of her wildly clutching 
pussy. 

"Oh ... ugghhh ... aaggghhh! Oh ... yes ... yessss ... darling, push it in. 
Fuck me with your penis in my cunt and your finger in my ass-hole," Nelly 
moaned as she whipped her buttocks back and forth, skewering her loins like 
a mad-woman. 

The overpowering sensations as he felt her tight vaginal flesh rippling 
around the sensitive head of his cock was too much for the inexperienced 
young neighbor boy. "Ooohhh ... OOOOOhhhh! Mrs. Beale! I can't wait ... ohhh 
... Jesus Christ!" Johnny shoved his wildly spewing cock into the older 
woman's pussy with such force that it bowled her forward, while at the same 
time he rammed his finger so hard into her rectum that she screamed in pain. 
Then, Nelly felt her own climax smashing through her loins with all the 
force of a killer earthquake. "Oh baby ... I'm ccuumming ... c c c u u u u m 
m m i n g ! Aaaggghhhhh! Fuck harder you little darling ... I'm 
CCCUUUMMMMMMING!" 

Nelly joyously moaned out her overwhelming orgasm at the same time Johnny 
emptied his white hot jets of fresh sperm deep up into her hungrily grinding 
belly. The young boy had never had an orgasm with a woman, and he knew he 
would remember this incredible moment the rest of his life. Jesus Christ! he 
thought, I never want to stop. I love Mrs. Beale. I'll do anything she says 
just so long as she lets me fuck her again. 

Nelly collapsed to the floor with the naked young neighbor boy beside her, 
and it was several minutes before she stirred. She forced herself to look 
accusingly at Johnny and say as though she had been hurt by his actions, 
"You raped me, Johnny! You should've just played with me like I told you to! 
Oh God, it was rape!" 

"But ... but ... I thought you wanted me to ... I'm sorry ... I couldn't 
help myself. . . " Johnny, wild-eyed with surprise, his heart hammering in 
fright now as he quickly put on his pants, ready for flight again. But then 
he calmed because she was saying: 

"All right, Johnny, I believe you. We'll make a deal. You can learn about 
love-making with Billy if you promise to keep our secret. Then, I'll promise 
not to tell anyone that you raped me," Nelly said firmly. "But, should you 
ever tell, then I'll have to tell the police what you did to me!" 

Gratefully, the young boy whispered, "Thank you, Mrs. Beale ... that you." A 
moment later, his face aglow, he said, "I love you, Mrs. Beale." Then, 
blushing, Johnny quickly ran to the door and across the yard to his house 
where he locked his bedroom door and fell on the bed. Already the boy could 
feel a restless stirring in his virile young loins as he wondered when 
Billy's beautiful sister would have another "Love-making" lesson. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Time passes quickly when you're happy, and Nelly Beale was very happy, 
indeed. Her beautiful young brother and his friend were bringing her 
incredible moments of physical love, and although there had been times 
during the last six unbelievable weeks when the young wife was overwhelmed 
with regret and remorse, she didn't worry about the boys revealing their 
secret or her husband finding out about it. 

Sam seemed happy with his life, for his wife no longer was a nagging bitch, 
and nowadays he could watch television, then go to bed in peace. Nelly was 
even happier with her husband when he physically needed her. She could react 
to his clumsy love-making knowing it was only a foreplay to the satisfaction 
she would receive from her brother's young virile cock the next day. There 
were times when she could actually cum with Sam; these were the instances 
when she pretended he was sweet Billy. 

Now, as she stood at the window staring out at the two boys sitting on the 
porch steps, she sensed with an undefinable sadness that the summer was 
coming to an end. The past month and a half had been a short sojourn in her 
lifetime, and she couldn't allow herself to even think about what it would 
be like when Billy was gone. It wouldn't look right for Johnny to visit her 
when she was alone, so she would have to end that too. But ... what about 
the boys? What would happen to them? Could they go back to the innocent life 
they lived, with the carnal knowledge of illicit pleasure they had gained 
this summer? Nelly felt protective toward the boys because they had given 
themselves to her completely, and she loved them deeply even though she used 
them for her own evil purposes. I must protect them at all cost! she 
thought, Oh God, how can I live with myself after they've gone? I know that 
what I'm doing is wrong ... but I can't help myself. I need them, and too 
soon they'll leave me, and I'll only have memories to live with. My eternal 
punishment will be my loneliness and my hunger for them. 

Nelly caught a movement out of the corner of her eyes and turned her head to 
see Carl Kirke, Johnny's father, come out the door of the house with that 
fearful dog beside him. She could just make out what he was saying as she 
listened at the open window. 

"Hi, Dad, you going to work?" Young Johnny asked his father, giving the 
begging Doc a piece of chocolate cookie. 

"Right, son, what are you planning for today?" the big tough looking man 
answered. 

"Ah, Billy and I are just going to hang around. We got too much sun 
yesterday," the young boy mumbled. "Besides, Mrs. Beale is gonna fix lunch 
for us." 

"Johnny, I think you're hanging around Mrs. Beale's house too much. You're 
going to make a pest of yourself." Billy started to speak up in protest, but 
was quickly cut off and the older man continued. "What do you do all day 
over there?" Carl looked toward the house next door as he spoke, a look of 
concern on his face. He'd been worried about his son ever since he became 
friends with the brother of the woman next door. He always seemed to be over 
there. I don't trust her for some reason, he thought, I can't say just what 
it is, must be the cop in me, but I smell trouble! He worried a lot about 
Johnny anyway, ever since the boy's mother had died; he tried to be both 
parents to him and it wasn't easy. He'd had to leave him alone when he 
worked, and they had always had long talks about what he did during the day, 
but lately Johnny had gone to his room with only a quick good night. Oh 
well, I guess he'll tell me when he wants me to know, he thought, but all he 
said was, "Billy, are you sure your sister doesn't mind? I don't want her to 
think she has to watch Johnny. He's used to being alone!" 

"It's all right, Mr. Kirke. Johnny's my friend, and Nelly-likes to have us 
around," Billy answered gaily. 

I'll just bet she does, he thought, then said, "Well, Johnny, son, I gotta 
get going. I should be home no later than eight. Don't worry about dinner, 
I'll take you and Billy for a hamburger and malt tonight. How about that, 
you guys?" Carl touseled his son's hair as he waited for an answer. 

"Gee thanks, Dad, that'd be great, huh Billy?" the young boy was glad his 
dad had accepted his friend. He frowned, then looked up and said, "Hey, 
Pete's coming today. Remember? His mom's bringing him over for a few days!" 

"Oh yeh, that's right, I'd forgotten. Okay, the four of us men will have a 
night out on the town, if it's okay with Billy's sister." He shifted his gun 
on his hip and said, "Come on Doc, let's go get 'em." The big German 
shepherd leapt across the lawn and jumped into the open door of the car. 

Carl Kirke was a good man, but his one weakness was his overwhelming desire 
to be a real policeman. He had always needed to feel like an important man, 
and being a cop would help give him the authority he didn't have otherwise. 
Because of an old back injury, he couldn't pass the physical for the police 
department, but he'd taken the next best thing and become a security guard 
for Shaw's Savings and Loan, plus, he was a reserve policeman. He liked to 
wear his uniform, hoping to impress the people, and often he would clean his 
gun when he knew the wide eyed and awe-struck neighborhood kids were 
watching. He walked tall and proud when he dressed in full uniform with his 
gun holster strapped to his hips ... he was a credit to the uniform. He was 
a gentle man normally, but when it came to law and order, he was unbending. 
A crook, to him, was no good and needed to be locked up. He'd made several 
important arrests and his proudest possession was a commendation received 
from the local police force for apprehending a murderer, one of the 
country's "most wanted men". 

Nelly had drawn back from the window when she saw him look toward her house. 
She didn't like Carl Kirke because he always looked at her like she'd done 
something awful, and he gave her the creeps. The few times she'd spoken to 
him, she'd felt as if he was checking her out like some common criminal. He 
had a one-track mind ... being a big shot cop and capturing people so he 
could be famous. God! she thought, I hope he never finds out about me ... 
he'd probably shoot me without even giving me a chance. She shuddered as she 
stared in horror, and when he and the big dog got in the car and drove off, 
she felt an overpowering relief. "Whew," she sighed. 

Her thoughts returned to the boys as she saw them saunter over toward her 
house for their daily lesson. Today, she'd promised something special for 
Johnny. She'd been delighted with him since the very beginning. He was more 
interesting than she'd thought and showed more initiative than Billy, but no 
one, not even Johnny, was better than her young brother. There was an extra 
lewdness about her incestuous relationship that made fucking her sweet Billy 
much more exciting. 

They had worked out a routine that was satisfactory, even though Nelly felt 
it wasn't very imaginative. In the beginning, Billy had been reluctant to 
share his sister with the young friend, but gradually he delighted in the 
wildly exciting sexual games the three of them played together. 

Oddly enough, in spite of the fact that it had been six weeks since her 
seduction of Billy, Nelly still became shamelessly aroused when it came to 
"Lesson" time. Now, feeling her dully throbbing vagina beginning to moisten, 
she thought again about a special lesson for Johnny. It would have to be a 
short one, she knew, because the boy had said something about a cousin 
arriving. Vaguely, she wondered what the cousin" looked like... 

* * * 

Pete and Johnny had been pals for a long time, Pete was much smaller, and 
was a weakling in practically every way. He seemingly was afraid of his 
shadow, and it had been Johnny that made the older boys in his neighborhood 
leave him alone, thus becoming an idol to his younger cousin. Pete was 
thirteen and treated Johnny like a big man because he knew about girls and 
things. Besides, Mr. Kirke was a cop, and nobody ran over Johnny. 

The morning after Pete's arrival, while unpacking his clothes at the Kirke 
residence, the older cousin asked teasingly, "Say, Pete, did you ever kiss a 
girl?" 

"Nah, you know I'm too bashful to even talk to a girl." Pete blushed, "Bet 
you have though!" 

"You bet, man, I know all about girls ... and sex. Someday I'll teach you 
all about it, when you get older." 

"Tell me now, Johnny. I saw a college girl once with her dress up, and she 
didn't have any pants on!" Pete fidgeted nervously. 

"Hey, what'd you see?" Johnny was about to split his sides from laughing at 
the young kid, but poor Pete was too embarrassed to laugh. 

"Did you see her ... you know what?" 

"Yeh ... yeh ... but it was fuzzy and funny looking, and I wonder ... I 
wondered if you know about it?" the younger boy was too shook up to go on. 
He wished he'd never started it, but he was curious and he knew he could 
trust his cousin. 

"Yeh, I know all about it. Want me to tell you?" 

"Uh-uhhh, yeh, guess so." Pete stammered, trying to sound casual. 

Johnny looked around, and then leaned close to Pete's ear and whispered, 
"Hey, listen, I'll tell you something if you promise to never tell a soul. 
You gotta take the Boy Scout's oath and cross your heart and hope to die if 
you ever tell." 

"Okay, Johnny, I swear I'll never tell anyone." His eyes as big as saucers, 
Pete stared into his older cousin's face, listening with every fiber of his 
body. He had wanted to know about girls, but he didn't have the courage to 
try and find out himself. Now, he would know all about it! 

"Cross your heart and promise!" Johnny watched while the younger boy crossed 
his heart and made the Boy Scout's sign, saying, "I promise ... and if I 
ever tell, you can cut out my tongue!" 

Their heads together conspiratorially, Johnny told his young cousin all 
about the love-making lessons with Nelly Beale and her little brother. He 
told him in detail, leaving nothing out as Pete sat with eyes bugged out, 
his small immature penis aching in his pants. God! how he wished he could 
rub it, but then Johnny would know that he sometimes played with himself, 
and he didn't want anyone to know that. 

It was all too much for the young boy to comprehend. Jesus! It couldn't be 
true! "You mean the woman next door let you fuck her?" His face was red with 
embarrassment, then he shrugged and continued, "Ah, Johnny, you kidding me? 
You're pulling my leg, I'll bet!" 

"Honest, Pete, it really happened. She's teaching us the art of 
love-making!" the young Kirke boy needed to convince his cousin he was 
telling the truth. He realized how hard it was for anyone to believe it ... 
there were even times he doubted it himself. 

"Ah, grown up women wouldn't do that with a kid ... and her own brother, 
too. I don't believe it." 

Johnny had to convince Pete that his story was true, but how could he prove 
it without showing him? There was only one way! I wonder, he thought, if 
Nelly would let him watch! Maybe she'd even teach him too, since he's even 
dumber about sex than Billy and I were! 

"Look, it's all right, Johnny. You're still a big man to me, even if it is a 
lie." Pete no longer cared if it had happened or not; it was pretty wild 
just thinking about it. 

Johnny had been "put down" and he couldn't have that ... not with Pete, so 
without really thinking about the consequences, he said, "Come on, and I'll 
ask Mrs. Beale, right now! Then, you'll believe me!" 

Pete wasn't at all sure about this turn of events, he didn't really want to 
find out. He was terribly excited about it, just hearing about it, but what 
would he do if she said he could watch. God! he thought, what'll I do? 
Abruptly, with a sense of fright, he was positive it was true. 

"Come on, Pete, you're just gonna watch, you don't have to do anything else. 
You wanta find out about things, don't you?" 

"Sure ... sure man ... it ... it'd be fun watching someone fuck ... I 
think!" Pete stammered, his knees trembling like two limbs of a tree in a 
wind storm. 

The two boys went across the lawn and rang the doorbell. Billy, looking 
disinterested, came to the door and invited them in, but whispered to Johnny 
out of the corner of his mouth. "Why'd you bring him? Don't you want to 
learn any more?" 

"Sure Billy ... but I want to ask Nelly if it's all right for my cousin to 
watch ... he's even more stupid than I was! He doesn't even know what it 
looks like!" 

Pete fidgeted nervously as the two older boys whispered to each other, and 
wished he hadn't come. He didn't like the way Billy was looking at him, and 
he started backing toward the door when he saw the breath-taking beautiful 
woman enter the room. God! He had never seen anyone prettier in his whole 
life, and the thought that she had sex with anyone much less his cousin was 
unbelievable! She was too nice to fuck! No, it couldn't be true! Only whores 
fucked, and sometimes married men and women if they wanted babies. 

"Well, hello, Johnny. Glad to see you..." Nelly's eyes widened curiously at 
the trembling young boy. "Who's your friend?" Immediately she felt deep 
compassion for the painfully shy young boy. He was even smaller and more 
immature than Billy or Johnny. She could see that he was about to back out 
the door and run, so she walked over to him and said, "Come in, honey, and 
sit down. I'll bet you're Pete, the cousin of Johnny. Right?" He nodded 
dumbly and swallowed loudly as Nelly continued, "I'm making lunch for Billy. 
Would you and Johnny like to stay and join us?" 

Pete's eyes were as big as half dollars and his mouth gaped open as though 
he had no jaw muscles. Johnny was forced to dig his elbow into the boy's 
ribs. Dumb kid! Jesus, he shouldn't have told Pete a damned thing. Suddenly, 
his own nervousness was getting the best of him. Jesus Christ! What would 
Nelly do if he asked to let Pete watch them? Would she be angry? Well, he 
had to do it, but he would wait until after they had lunch. 

Nelly dimpled as Pete remained frozen by the door. "Come on, honey," she 
said softly, and led him toward the kitchen. She didn't see Billy's 
mystified shrug or Johnny roll his eyes in dismay. 

The three boys and Nelly sat down to sandwiches and cokes. Johnny and Billy 
ate ravenously, as usual, and after a few moments of indecision, Pete 
started wolfing his food down, too, never taking his eyes off her voluptuous 
body. The older woman watched them all. Almost unbidden she began thinking 
about how exciting it would be to have three slender young cocks ramming 
into her at the same time. She shuddered from the sudden bolt of sensuality 
that raced upward through her vagina and cascaded out to the sensitive tips 
of her breasts. 

"Say, Nelly," Johnny spoke haltingly, as they helped her take the dirty 
dishes to the sink. "You know ... Pete is younger than me ... and ... and 
he's pretty dumb about girls!" His face had begun coloring and he was once 
again cursing himself for mentioning the lessons to his younger cousin. 

"Well, what about it?" Nelly teased, knowing full well what the neighbor boy 
was leading up to. Boys just couldn't keep their mouths shut when it came to 
bragging about girls, and she knew instinctively that Johnny had bragged to 
young Pete. She was already so aroused from her earlier salacious thoughts 
that it never crossed her mind to be angry at his betrayal of her 
confidence. "Well...." 

"Uh-uhhhh ... I told Pete," he blurted out. "He's awful bashful ... he's 
just plain dumb about girls!" 

"Johnny, how could you! You promised and now you've broken your promise ... 
you know what that meant?" Nelly said, making her voice heavy with 
disapproval. 

"I'm sorry ... awful sorry, but ... Pete asked me about girls ... and ... 
and I just told him." The young boy had tears in his eyes and with downcast 
face he fought to keep them from falling. He'd really blown it now, all 
because he tried to be a big shot. 

Billy sat quietly watching his sister, worrying about what she was going to 
do to his friend. He felt empathy toward Johnny and tried to help him out by 
saying, "Sis, couldn't you just let Pete watch ... just once? He's only 
gonna be here a couple of days! Just watch, huh, Sis? He gave his Scout's 
honor that he won't tell anyone!" 

Nelly's heart went out to the almost childish wistfulness of the handsome 
fourteen year old neighbor boy. He was contrite sincerely so and after all, 
she had already considered the possibility of Pete joining her stable of 
eager young males. But, wasn't it taking too much of a chance to involve 
another innocent child in her sex games? Could she get by with another one? 

Quickly, she forced these thoughts from her mind and moved from where she 
was standing by the sink to put her arms around Johnny. Her voice softened, 
no longer angry, just full of affection, "It's all right this time, Johnny, 
don't feel bad about it any more. I guess I know why you told Pete. You felt 
sorry for him?" 

Johnny nodded. 

"Okay," she said suddenly, and immediately felt a warm excited throbbing up 
between her legs. Her own shrill screaming voice of conscience was quickly 
overruled by the hot blood draining from her center of reasoning down to her 
cunt which was the only thing that mattered now. 

"Pete, you can watch ... but that's all ... understand?" Now that she'd 
agreed, she felt a fiery impatience to get on with the "Lessons," who knows, 
maybe Pete's penis would become hers to use also. "You can watch 

Billy and Johnny both make love to me, then you'll know how to do it, too." 

Every excited beat of her heart echoed the word "evil" in her head. It was 
evil ... horribly evil, but she wanted it ... she had to have these youthful 
slave-cocks surrounding her. She had lost control of her mind the first time 
when she'd allowed herself to make love to Billy; now it was a recurrent 
disease for which there was no cure. And if there had been a cure for this 
wonderful sickness, she wouldn't have taken it. Her lust-constricted voice 
was just a hoarse whisper of excitement when she said, "Come to Billy's room 
with me, boys!" 

All three youths hurriedly trailed along behind her seductively swaying 
buttocks, and once in the bedroom she quickly stripped off her sun dress and 
dropped it to the floor. 

Pete gasped in astonishment when he saw she had nothing on underneath. He 
looked in amazement at the two older boys, but they were obviously used to 
seeing her this way. His stubby little penis had long since become painfully 
erect, now it seemed to be larger and harder than it had ever been before. 
He fought the insane urge to pull his cock out of his pants and begin 
jerking it off right here in front of everyone. He trembled from head to toe 
as Nelly stood in all her naked beauty, smiling down at him with 
heavy-lidded eyes. Pete couldn't control his moan of erotic pleasure as the 
older woman planted her feet wide apart, for now he could see the blushing 
pink flesh of her pussy. 

"Like what you see so far, Pete?" she asked throatily. 

"Ye-ess ... yes, Mrs. Beale. You're beautiful." Pete gasped, his eyes 
swinging up and down between her naked up-thrust breasts and her hair-lined 
cunt. God, his wildly throbbing cock felt as if it were going to leap right 
out of his pants at any moment. 

All three boys watched her sit down on the bed and lewdly spread her thighs 
apart. Now, even the blase fourteen year old had begun quivering in lewd 
excitement as the flames of young lust spiraled through their bodies. 

"Pete, you can stand right here by the bed where you can see everything. 
Johnny you can sit over there out of the way until your turn," Nelly ordered 
as though she were a school teacher. "Billy, honey, you come here and take 
off your jeans." 

The boys hurriedly did as she asked, the young brother quickly dropped his 
jeans and got up on the bed beside her. Slowly, he reached out and caressed 
the soft warm mounds of her breasts, feeling his eager young cock soar into 
fullness. He knew that the boys were watching him, and he didn't want to 
make a mistake because today was obviously something special. 

"What do you want me to do, Nelly?" he asked quietly. 

"Fuck me, Billy. Today we'll do it dog-fashion." Nelly instructed as she 
reached down and began to rub his hard young cock, taunting it with each 
measured stroke. She grinned to herself as she heard Pete's loud gasp at the 
use of the word "fuck," a gasp that was quickly echoed by Billy's moan of 
pleasure. "I'll get on my knees and you can fuck me from behind." She 
continued to rub his slender hard cock, rubbing her thumb over the slit at 
the tip, finding the expected drop of secretion and smoothing it around the 
rim of the bulbous head. She felt her brother squirm and jerk beneath the 
gentle touch of her educated hand. She leaned close, offering her mouth in a 
kiss, and Billy lifted his head to kiss her in return. She applied slow and 
teasing pressure, slipping the wedge of her wetly probing tongue between Ins 
teeth and into his mouth. 

She felt him draw it hungrily into his mouth, his young masculine tongue and 
clean white teeth imprisoning it in a warm sucking motion that almost drove 
her insane with pleasure. 

"Oh Christ, Sis," he gasped into her mouth. 

She slithered from his grasp and lowered her face to kiss his neck and 
shoulders, and then swirled her tongue wildly around his tiny nipples. 
Raising her head and looking toward 

Pete, she said, "I'm going to kiss his cock, honey. Men like women to do 
that to them." 

The thirteen year old boy's mouth was hanging loosely open and he began 
trembling as though he were freezing to death. He tried to say something, 
but words couldn't come out of his lust-constricted young throat. 

It was Billy who broke the brittle silence, "Go ahead, sis. Hurry! I'm 
dying." 

Nelly squirmed downward in the bed, trailing her wetly heated mouth and 
tongue in a zigzag movement from the writhing boy's young chest to his belly 
and navel. Then, looking up one last time to make sure Pete was still 
watching, she slid her tongue up the full length of Billy's throbbing shaft 
of rigid cock-flesh, feeling its warm thickness quiver in delight. When she 
reached the round bulbous head of his erect little penis, she placed a 
loving kiss on the tip and tasted the tiny drops of seminal fluid that had 
escaped. 

Billy moaned and gasped from the ripples of exciting pleasure racing through 
his loins in uncontrollable jerks. "Oh ... a-ahh ... Sis ... Oooohhh..." 

"Ready, honey," the older sister teased, knowing he was already just about 
to shoot his load of sperm. 

"Yes, Sis ... yes ... now ... dog fashion ... God, I got to, now, or I'll 
cum." 

Nelly lifted herself to her knees, salaciously waving her fleshy buttocks in 
the air in front of him and shrugging her shoulders so that her heavily 
swaying breasts danced right in front of Pete's hypnotized, 
silver-dollar-sized eyes. 

Billy was about to scream from lewd desire. He wanted her so goddamn badly, 
wanted to ram his hotly throbbing penis into his sister's beautiful pink 
cunt which was just waiting to be fucked. He stared in wonder as Nelly 
reached back with both hands and separated her ass-cheeks so he could see 
the puckering little hole between her wide-spread buttocks, just as she had 
for Johnny yesterday. God, it looked inviting. Almost before he knew what he 
was saying, lewd words came out, "Let me put it in your ass-hole, let me 
fuck you there, Sis," as he reached out and touched it with his extended 
middle finger. 

"No, Billy, not there ... never." Nelly didn't care how many times the boys 
fucked her in the vagina, but she would never allow her anus to be 
sodomized. Even their fingers hurt there pleasurably so after a while but a 
penis would split her open. 

Billy looked disappointed, then slid his virile young cock up and down her 
wet cuntal cleft as he had learned to do. 

Nelly shuddered erotically, making no effort toward trying to overcome the 
wanton sensations guiding her every move, and then she felt her brother's 
hotly throbbing penis teasing at the entrance to her waiting vagina. She 
moaned loudly in a lewd impatient hunger while the other two boys watched in 
awe-struck fascination. She felt the immediate contact of his pulsating 
cock-head pressing against her yielding pussy lips, slipping just between 
them, causing further lewd carnal pleasures to surge through her nakedly 
kneeling body. 

"Oooooohhh," she moaned uncontrollably. Oh God, she thought, it's so good. 
"Oooohhh, I can't stand it any longer, honey, put it in. Please put it in. 
Fuck me, Billy," she wailed between tightly clenched teeth. 

Her use of the obscene four-letter word charged through her younger brother 
as it always did, and a faint line of perspiration popped out on his upper 
lip as he stared down at her smooth rounded buttocks trying to push back 
against his white fleshy shaft. Then, groaning, he grabbed her wide spread 
ass-cheeks and with one powerful thrust, he slithered his long slender cock 
up into the velvet depths of her soft warm pussy. His rigidly trembling 
shaft of heated cock-flesh drove in until his desire-tortured balls slapped 
against her naked thighs. 

Nelly moaned with salacious lust as she felt the hard youthful penis 
pulsating up inside her vagina. She gazed with lust-filled eyes at the two 
teenagers watching the spectacle, and saw that both had removed their shorts 
and were holding their desire-hardened cocks in their hands, rubbing them 
back and forth and moaning in anxious desire. 

Billy withdrew his penis until only the tip was inside her clenching pussy 
lips then, thrusting his hips forward he buried the solid length of virile 
young flesh deep up between her legs. Nelly responded with a pleasured grunt 
of rapture, bellowing the fire inside her. She felt the lewdly overpowering 
sensations as his slender length of penis probed delightfully in her moist, 
sucking vagina and his cum-bloated balls grazed and taunted her erect 
clitoris in a blissful rhythm with each solid stroke inward. His lean hips 
seemed to be spreading the soft white moons of her upraised buttocks further 
apart. 

Nelly felt the heat boiling up in her belly and loins as she undulated her 
rounded buttocks in wanton little circles, squeezing with her inner cuntal 
muscles at the boyish pole of swollen sinew stroking into her from behind. 
Her lust grew in intensity as she heard his unintelligible moans of pleasure 
and felt his shaft expanding deep inside of her rejoicing cunt. 

She glanced again to where the two young boys were watching from their 
vantage points and was astounded at the raw lust on their youthful faces. 
Johnny was sliding his hand back and forth over his desire-swollen rod with 
such force that she could see the wide open slit in the end, his virilely 
hardened cock looking like a one-eyed monster. His lips were drawn back 
against his teeth as loud grunts of salacious pleasure escaped his throat. 
Pete was gawking at the younger brother fucking his sister as if he didn't 
believe what he was seeing, but nevertheless, his slender boyish cock stuck 
straight out from his naked young pubis. He, too, was masturbating himself, 
using just a thumb and forefinger on his blood-filled shaft. 

The older woman had a gleam of prurient satisfaction in her lust-smoked eyes 
as she saw what she was doing to these three young virile boys. Feeling deep 
sympathy for their suffering, she mumbled, "Johnny ... Pete ... come here 
and I'll help you both." 

She didn't have to ask them twice, Pete came quickly to the side of the bed 
and stood in front of Nelly's face with his hard little penis almost 
touching her wetly parted lips. Nelly reached out and took the trembling 
young cock in her hand and massaged it up and down. 

Johnny was moving into position when Billy whispered in a lust-constricted 
voice, "Hey, man, come here ... let's both fuck her at the same time." 

"How can we do that?" Johnny looked confused. 

"Well, Sam has a picture of a man fucking a woman in the ass-hole while 
another one fucks her in the pussy." Billy said through clenched teeth, 
still stroking his wetly glistening cock in and out of his sister's vagina. 

"Cripes! God Almighty, Billy, I don't know! She wouldn't let you do it 
earlier." 

"We can do it if we work together," Billy said quietly just as Nelly turned 
her face to them, asking, "What are you two whispering about?" Her lewd 
hunger wouldn't let her wait for an answer and she quickly added, "Come here 
Johnny, and I'm going to suck you and Pete at the same time." 

"Wait, Nelly," Billy said. "First, why don't you turn over and let me on 
top. It'll be easier for you." 

"Well, what do you know! You're really learning your lessons well, darling." 
Nelly couldn't believe her ears? what he said was true, and it was the first 
time Billy had taken the initiative. Pleased at his growing confidence, 
Nelly nodded in assent. 

Billy withdrew his painfully swollen cock and stood by the bed while his 
sister turned over on her back and spread her legs apart for her young 
brother, her hips rising and falling in a tide of urgency. He wasted no time 
in hopping on the bed and using his knees to wedge between her widespread 
thighs. Without hesitation he rammed his long slender penis all the way to 
her cervix, feeling the head of his cock bouncing off the rubbery mouth of 
her womb. 

"Aaaaagggghhh! You darling," Nelly groaned loudly, her eyelids fluttering in 
ecstatic pleasure. "Darling ... darling. Fuck me. Never stop." 

Billy was so excited at the thought of putting something over on his sister 
that he almost ejaculated right then. In some age-old instinctive way he 
realized that his older sister was no longer the master the boss, the 
teacher now, he was in command. He could stop right now and she'd beg him to 
do it to her. The knowledge added steel to his hardened young cock and he 
began ramming savagely into her as she gasped in obscene delight. "All 
right," he suddenly commanded, "suck Pete's cock now." 

Nelly blinked her eyes, startled at the firm way he was ordering her around. 
Then, in an eagerly trembling obedience, she took Pete's slender little 
penis in her mouth and with the tip of her wetly probing tongue flicked in 
and out of the tiny opening at the end of his pulsating cock-head. Pete let 
out a loud groan at the lewd contact, and stared at her with awe, as chills 
of forbidden pleasure raced along the ridges of his spine. He broke out in a 
sudden light sweat all over his youthful body as her softly ovaled mouth 
slid down over the sensitively exposed head, her saliva drowning it in a 
wonderful sea of warm moistness. He could feel her incredibly soft lips draw 
in along the ridge at the base of his shaft, tightening like a rubber band 
just below the lust-swollen head, trapping the full length of his painfully 
erect cock in the hot sucking cavern of her mouth. 

Pete fairly vibrated with the magnitude of his emotions. The young boy was 
going out of his head at what the older woman's mouth was doing to his 
penis, and his eyes rolled back in unbelievable excitement as she began a 
hungry sucking on his wildly jerking cock. 

"Oh Jeez! Mrs. Beale , oh Jeez ... I ... I ... never..." Pete could hardly 
speak, his knees seemed too rubbery to hold him up any longer, and he was 
almost unconscious from the glorious feeling rippling through his body. 
"Suck it ... ahhhhhh..." 

Johnny could no longer stand the lewd sight and he stroked his painful 
erection to a savage hardness as he whispered, "Now, Billy, come on, let's 
do it now." 

Billy suddenly turned himself over on his back, pulling his naked older 
sister over on top of him so that her full ripe breasts were crushed against 
his chest, and her buttocks defenselessly upturned above him. The sudden 
movement surprised the older woman, and for a second she was so stunned that 
Pete's wetly glistening cock slipped from her mouth. She stared down at her 
triumphantly smiling brother's face, "Billy ... honey ... what are you 
doing?" She groaned in confusion as he rammed his hips upward, thrusting his 
lust-hardened shaft far up into her trembling belly. 

"Goddamnit, Johnny, hurry! Feels like she's gonna tear the head off my 
cock." Billy gasped, and then added, "It's all right, Sis, Johnny and I are 
going to fuck you at the same time. You'll love it!" 

"No ... nooooo ... you can't honey ... come here Johnny ... I'll suck your 
cock ... no, don't touch me there . . .No!" Nelly couldn't believe they 
would do this to her. They wouldn't! They were her students; she'd never 
taught them anything like this. "You can't," she began, then groaned in 
frustration as Billy tightened his arms around her shoulders. 

The young friends held her in position as Johnny used his thumbs to separate 
her quivering ass cheeks, revealing the puckered little circle of her anus, 
"Jesus Christ!" he groaned, "Just look at it! I think it's too small." 

"No, it ain't," Billy said. "Go ahead and fuck it. But hurry up." 

Nelly felt the hotly perspiring hands of the young neighbor boy pulling her 
tightly clenched buttocks apart, and a sudden fear filled her entire being, 
"Oh God, no, Johnny, you can't," she wailed in new despair, struggling 
mightily against the imprisoning hold of her young brother's arms locked 
around her shoulders and his long slender cock impaling her up between her 
widespread thighs. Oh God! What had gotten into these sweet young boys? 
They'd gone mad like animals treating her like a whore! "No ... you can't! 
Billy, don't let him." she panted. "No one had ever done that to me!" 

"Good, Mrs. Beale, I didn't think you were a virgin anywhere!" Johnny Kirk 
rasped out at her sadistically, "I thought you'd tried everything!" 

"Get going, Johnny, but don't hurt her. I gotta fuck or I'm going to blow my 
wad, man." Billy had been holding still while his friend prepared Nelly for 
his entry, and it was about to kill him. 

Leering down at the suddenly cowering older woman, fourteen year old Johnny 
ran his fingers through the warm cuntal moisture that had flowed down her 
sleek inner thighs. Nelly cringed down against her young brother's chest, 
causing his hotly pulsating cock to dig deeper up into her cunt, as she 
tried to keep her buttocks clenched tightly together in an effort to escape 
the unnatural ravishment. 

Then she tensed as Johnny's outstretched middle finger found her defensively 
puckering anus. Probing experimentally, he pushed and felt the tight elastic 
ring of muscle give way as his finger popped through up to the first knuckle 
into the hot inner passage. The naked young blonde wife screamed and jumped, 
causing her loins to jerk forward and down, screwing into her young 
brother's hard slender penis in an attempt to get away from the punishing 
pain. 

"Aaaaaagggggghhhhh! God! No! It hurts," she moaned. 

His face set in grim determination, the young boy shoved again and his 
outstretched finger wormed into the tightly gripping sponginess of her 
rectum. He slammed it all the way to the hilt up into her hotly quivering 
passage until the palm of his hand pressed against the rounded smoothness of 
her quivering ass-cheeks. 

"Oooooohhhhh ... noooooo ... God ... don't." Nelly pleaded, feeling tears 
welling up in her eyes. Oh how could they do this to her? She had offered 
them love and this was her payment! God! It was going to be her punishment! 

Nelly continued to groan in one long uninterrupted wail, as the boy 
mercilessly scoured her rectum, using one finger then two in widening and 
preparing the tight little opening for his hardened cock which was pulsating 
like a rocket about to lift off the launching pad. 

As his fingers continued to fuck in and out of her anal opening, the older 
woman began to feel tiny ripples of masochistic pleasure racing from her 
ravished rectum up to the core of her belly where her brother's cock was 
throbbing like a second heart. She shoved back on the invading fingers as 
hard as she could, hoping to get it over with to either end the pain or 
increase the forbidden pleasure. 

Meanwhile, Pete had been standing by the bed staring in heightened 
fascination at the unnatural act his older cousin was performing on the 
nakedly kneeling woman. Jeez, she was really yelling there for a moment, and 
he was afraid they were killing her. But now, there was a look about her 
eyes and mouth that made him think she was really liking it even if she was 
still protesting and squirming. The thirteen year old boy's eyes glazed and 
his mouth hung open in wonder as he watched Johnny pull his fingers out from 
between her milk-white ass-cheeks with a lewd sucking sound; and he gaped as 
he saw his cousin lift the head of his lust-swollen cock and point it at the 
small puckered opening. Johnny's mouth tightened and then his lean young 
hips rammed forward. 

"Aaaaaaagggghhh ... you're killing me," Nelly yelled in agony, as the boy's 
rock-hard cock popped through her tightly clenched anal ring and began 
slicing like a red-hot poker up into her belly from behind. 

Johnny closed his eyes, his eyelids fluttering in intense pleasure as the 
older woman nakedly twisted and jerked beneath him, trying to throw him off, 
as his eager young penis slid up into the slick depths of her warm buttery 
rectum. Nelly's frantic movements to escape the impalement of her virginal 
anus only made things worse for the skewered woman, because each buck of her 
kneeling body caused his cock to plunge deeper into her tightly protesting 
rectum ... and each time she lunged forward, her brother's penis scraped 
against the mouth of her cervix. 

"Gaaaaaaaa-hhhhhhhlidddd!" she gasped out the last of her pained protest as 
her sphincter muscles were unable to retain their grip any longer, and the 
young neighbor boy's anxiously pulsating hardness slipped without further 
resistance into the heated depths of her rectum. "Nooooo-oooo! Oh God ... 
no! It's hurting me, Johnny! Take it out ... pleeee-ease!" 

"Jesus man," the fourteen year old youth breathed through clenched teeth. 
"It's even tighter than her pussy, Billy! I'm afraid to move! It's about to 
pinch my cock off!" 

Nelly lay between the two naked boys in humiliation at her cruel debasement, 
unable to move up or down without having a rampaging cock lunging even 
deeper into one of her cavities. They all lay there, breathing heavily, for 
about a minute. Nelly's mind was working at top speed. God, what a lewd 
spectacle she must make. Naked, with two fourteen year old boys fucking into 
her subserviently kneeling body, while a thirteen year old stood next to her 
head waiting for her to take his cock back into her mouth and suck it. 
Suddenly, she felt a masochistic shiver of lust at the thought of what Billy 
and Johnny were doing to her; she knew they had learned their lessons well. 
In a way she was proud of them, but at the same time she was horrified at 
the absolute power they held over her now. She needed them more than they 
needed her. 

The two friends gazed in lewd satisfaction at each other over the top of 
Nelly's lush matured body. Then as if by some silent signal, both boys began 
thrusting with long hard strokes into her warmly clasping vagina and anus. 

Within a few seconds they had established a natural fucking rhythm, one 
which found them both converging on her voluptuous older body at the same 
time, buffeting it as though it were some soft warm barrier between them. 
Their virile young cocks rammed in, sawed out, slamming against each other 
on the inward strokes, with only the thin membrane separating her vaginal 
passage from her anal channel. 

"Jesus ... cripes man, Billy, I wish you could see her ass-hole from here! 
It looks like a tiny mouth sucking my cock!" Young Johnny snorted as he 
skewered his lust-hardened penis up into the older woman's piteously 
stretched anus. Up inside her hot little belly, the two young boys could 
feel their cocks sawing back and forth against each other, and the 
overpowering lewdness of it drove them on to faster plunges into the inner 
depths of her abused passages. 

Nelly's pain had diminished as her natural secretions began to flow, 
lubricating the violently stretched and expanded walls of her rectal cavity. 
Strangely, as the pain and discomfort dissipated, the submissively kneeling 
older woman gradually began to feel a strong sexual stimulation, a warmth 
that rippled outward from her cock-skewered loins. It was then that she 
commenced to feel a masochistic joy in her position, of being sodomized like 
some slave of love ... some eager-to-please whore as the wildly thrilling 
sensations of that pulsating hardness in her rectum blotted out all reason. 

It came as a shock to her to realize that she was moving her naked buttocks 
with the boy behind her, countering his every thrust, lunging eagerly 
backward to meet his slender impaling shaft, and undulating her hips to 
increase the pleasurable sensations. Now she wanted nothing more than this 
delicious fucking to go on and on ... to completion, her lust-crazed mind 
accepting the fact that she could and would orgasm this way. 

Now that Nelly was enjoying the unnatural ravishment, her thoughts returned 
to the younger cousin of Johnny, who was there to watch. Jesus Christ! The 
kid is certainly getting an education today and, as far as that's concerned, 
so am I! she thought. Raising herself up, her full ripened breasts swaying 
tantalizingly with the movement, she reached out and grasped the thirteen 
year old's small immature cock in her hand and began to fondle it. "I'm 
sorry, little love," she said, "we can't leave you out, can we?" Nelly 
tenderly massaged it, working the foreskin back and forth, at the same time 
pulling him forward with each stroke. "Bring it closer, Pete, and hold it 
for me while I suck it ... that's it..." 

Propping herself up on her elbows while Billy was fucking up into her cunt 
from below and young Johnny Kirke was ramming into her anus from behind, 
Nelly took the younger boy's lust-hardened penis into her soft saliva-filled 
mouth. As her wetly ovaled lips slipped over the plum-colored cock-head, she 
began pumping her head up and down over the hot shaft in unison to the 
groans of young Pete and the eager up-thrust of his hips. 

Nelly mumbled incoherent little sounds of pleasure around the young boy's 
cock in her mouth, "Ummmmmmm ... Uh ... ughhh, and she jerked her trembling 
knees spasmodically around her young brother's hips as he fucked up into her 
from below while the young neighbor boy ravaged her anus. Abruptly the 
pressure was building in her belly, and she knew she was headed toward the 
final explosion deep in her loins. When it came it would be completely 
mind-blowing; it would devastate her, and she vaguely sensed she would never 
again be the same Nelly Beale. 

"Suck it, Mrs. Beale ... ohhhhhh ... suck it good!" Young Pete moaned 
loudly. In response to his command, he felt her warm moist tongue follow 
each outward motion of his penis, licking along its underside as she warmed 
to the task of sucking his painfully throbbing cock. 

"Ooooohhh ! Aaaaaggghhh! Gooooodd ... God! It's so good ... sooooo 
gooood..." Nelly was caught in a turbulent storm of headed sensations as the 
two pistoning penises blasted in and out of her cunt and rectum. She was 
sandwiched between young boys and she was wild with newfound pleasure. It 
could have been from the sheer helplessness of her fate or from the thought 
of being fucked half to death by the fourteen year olds at the same time, 
but she felt that an unbelievable state of ecstasy was about to encompass 
her. 

"Oh ... oh, my God," she groaned and attempted to suck Pete's slender virile 
cock right down her throat. 

"Attaboy, Pete," Johnny panted as he continued pistoning his own penis deep 
into her wildly gyrating anus. 

The three young boys tried to smile in comradeship at the naked older woman 
sandwiched between them, but the look faded almost immediately as they felt 
the cum boiling up in their sperm-bloated balls, and all three had to fight 
the feeling or cum too soon ... it was a challenge to Johnny and Billy ... 
who would last the longest. 

Nelly's eyes opened and closed in a stupored glaze of obscene rapture as she 
sucked demoniacally and spread her thighs wider, thrusting her buttocks 
higher back against Johnny's hammering youthful cock. With each ramming 
stroke, she felt with wicked delight his sperm-filled testicles slapping 
against the sensitive back edges of her pussy lips, lips that were already 
stretched as Billy fucked his anxiously throbbing penis into her cunt from 
below. 

The warm saliva in her sucking mouth thickened, becoming viscous now; and 
she tasted the enchanting salinity of the minute emissions seeping from the 
tiny hole in the head of young Pete's uneducated cock. 

She could feel the rubbery tip of his hardened penis brushing at the back of 
her throat almost chokingly as his tensed young body writhed and strained as 
he moved inexorably toward climax. 

Suddenly, with an age-old knowledge inherited along with his genes, Pete's 
hands entwined in her long reddish blonde hair in an effort to force her hot 
sucking mouth up and down more vigorously on his pulsating cock. Nelly 
moaned passionately around his deep-thrusting hardness which was going so 
far down her throat that she was sure he was trying to choke her. 

"Ohhhhhh ... Ooooooohhh, Mrs. Beale!" The young thirteen year old whispered 
in a lust-constricted moan as his hips shipped back and forth against her 
face. "It's gonna ... it's gonna ... I can feel it ... oh cripes! You'd 
better stop! I'm going ... I'm going to ... Aaaaggghhh! Now ... it's ... cum 
... cummiiiing ... Oh Shit!" he gurgled as his throbbing pole of slender 
flesh suddenly jerked in her mouth. 

The words alone were enough to send Nelly into a trembling state of wild 
anticipation. Instead of stopping, she sucked harder, and a moment later her 
mouth was completely flooded with torrents of hot thick cum raging down her 
obscenely swallowing throat in a fury of seething fire. The older woman 
fought for her breath as she gasped and gulped in sexual hunger at the fresh 
boyish sperm wildly spurting from the youngster's virile cock. Eagerly, she 
milked at the young boy's swollen balls, and the taste of his cum and the 
feel of his cumming was enough to trigger her orgasm. 

Nelly felt it begin deep inside her frantically fucking body like a faint 
sound of distant thunder, and the shamelessly aroused woman thrashed her 
naked body whorishly and uncaring between her young brother and his friend 
as they quickened their thrusts, hot and pulsating deep inside her. 

They grunted and groaned, their lust-contorted voices mingling as they 
fucked hard and deep in both her passages, the two virilely convulsing cocks 
boring in simultaneously far up into the hidden recesses of her body. The 
older sister's full mature breasts were dancing as she wantonly twisted and 
writhed in ecstatic joy. And then, suddenly, she was shivering and shaking 
uncontrollably between the two sandwiching male boy-bodies plowing 
mercilessly into her while she sucked the last of young Pete's cum from his 
now deflating penis. , "Oh God! ... Oh God! I'm cumming ... 
ccccuuuummmmiing!" she spluttered as she jerked her head upward and away 
from the boy's limp cock. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder, my loves! 
Aaaaaggggghhhh! I'M CUMMMMMMMMIIIINNNNGGG!" 

Her hotly convulsing cunt opened around her brother's long slender cock 
fucking up into her from below, and warm gushes of vaginal lubrication 
flooded around his pistoning young penis. He thrust faster, digging deep 
inside her heated vaginal passage as the lips of her tightly clasping cunt 
nibbled at the lust-swollen head of his penis, forcing the young brother's 
climax to the fore. 

Seconds later, he yelled, "Here it is Sis ... here it cums! I gotta ... I 
gotta cummmmm..." as he thrust his hips savagely upward and began spewing 
his hot load of churning white cum high up into her convulsing womb. 

The kneeling woman's breath came in short desperate gasps as she felt his 
sperm shooting from the tip of his wildly jerking cock and she clamped her 
plundered anus around Johnny's exploding cock ruthlessly reaming up into her 
rectum from behind. "Aaaaggghhh! Oh shit, man, I'm cum ... cu-cummmming 
too!" Johnny Kirke growled through bared teeth as the mind-blowing spasms of 
the older woman's muscle-grasping rectum ate at his throbbing hard cock. 

"Give it to me children ... both of you ... I love it ... I love it..." 
Nelly moaned like a possessed madwoman, as she bucked and fucked in the 
throes of her climax. 

She continued to lurch and toss her pinned-down body between the two young 
boys, ranting meaningless words of passion as she felt the two virile shafts 
of boy-cocks slowly deflating inside her. First, Johnny's now depleted penis 
slipped out of her forever expanded anus with an obscene plop, followed by a 
torrent of his white cum as it flowed out between her reddened buttocks down 
the inside of her wearily trembling legs. And then young Billy's cock limply 
withdrew from her still fluttering pussy below, making a lewd sucking noise 
as the tip departed the sperm filled, hair-circled cunt. The two dripping 
streams of foamy semen ran together down between her thighs, mingling with 
her own still warmly trickling cuntal secretions. 

The older woman's mature body was battered, but it was also satiated as it 
had never been before. Suddenly, a wave of shame and humiliation filled her 
mind as she slowly came to her senses, and she raised herself up from 
between the three naked teenage bodies, pushing them aside. Surely, this was 
her punishment for seducing her young brother and his friends! But ... could 
it really be punishment when she'd enjoyed it? 

Quietly Nelly mumbled, "You shouldn't ... Billy ... you shouldn't ... " But 
now as she mouthed the protest, she was forced to admit that she was glad 
they had done it. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Thirty minutes later, racing across the lawn to the Kirke House, the boys 
were giggling and discussing the recent events. Thirteen year old Pete was 
overcome with awe for the two boys he had seen so lewdly fucking into the 
older woman. There was something bothering him, though, and he was able to 
put it to words as he remembered her earlier protests and pained expression. 
After all, they had forced her. Finally he asked, "Say, Johnny, do you think 
she really liked it? Think she's mad at you?" 

"Well, from where I stood, she really dug that ass-fucking!" Johnny was 
suddenly very knowledgeable, or so he thought. He was a big man now, and 
especially to his young cousin. 

Billy laughingly said, "She was really surprised, wasn't she?" 

Throwing their arms around each other, the two friends bragged, "Billy, that 
ass-hole fucking is the greatest, really cool, man." Johnny was enthralled 
at the rapture of his climax, but at the same time he wanted his good friend 
to share it. "Next time I think you should do it!" 

"I don't know, Johnny, I bet her ass will be sore for a long time." 

Before either boy could say another word, Carl Kirke stepped through the 
door with shocked amazement etched on his features Angrily he choked, "What 
... what did you say, Billy? Johnny! What do you know about ass-fucking?" 

All three of the boys looked as if they had just been sentenced to the 
electric chair! 

Carl had come home early, taking time off because of Pete's visit. He had 
found the house empty and the boys nowhere in sight. Thinking they had gone 
to the beach, he had sat down to read news magazines that he never had time 
for, then he heard the boys on the porch talking. When he overheard the 
conversation about 'fucking', his ears pricked up in interest. 

"Where've you been?" he demanded. 

"Just ... just next door at Billy's house, Dad," Johnny rasped through the 
fear that choked him. "We weren't doing anything, honest!" 

"Johnny, don't you lie to me! I heard you talking and I want the truth. One 
way or the other by God, you'll tell me!" 

Billy felt near to panic and he ran ... ran without thinking about leaving 
his friend to face the charges of the irate father. He quietly let himself 
in the kitchen door and sneaked down the hallway to his room, locking the 
door behind him. His entire body was trembling in a cold ague; he was too 
frightened to think, far too frightened to even cry. Rolling himself up into 
the fetus position, he hid from the world which had seemed to be exclusively 
his only minutes before. 

Meanwhile, Johnny was finding it hard to keep from crying because Pete was 
sobbing as if he had already been beaten. Pete was sure he was going to be 
sent to jail! Johnny didn't think that would happen, but he knew his 
punishment was going to be quick and sure. All he could do was blurt out, 
"We were just talking honestly nothing happened." 

Carl refused to accept his explanation, knowing instinctively that his son 
was lying to him; if he'd had any doubts, they soon would have disappeared 
just by the way Pete was acting and the way Billy had ran. He was sure they 
were the guiltiest kids he had ever seen! "Now Johnny, you and Pete come 
inside. I want to talk to you." 

"But, Dad ... but ... " The young son was speechless with fear as his father 
towered ominously over him, and he cowered back as the older man grabbed his 
arm and pulled him into the house. 

"I knew something was going on next door, but I didn't think you'd be 
involved in anything like 'ass fucking'. " Carl Kirke had taken the position 
of a detective now, he knew how to treat criminals, and he knew how to get 
the truth out of his young son. I knew that Beale woman was up to something! 

Johnny and Pete were forced to sit on the sofa while the father, arms folded 
across his chest, paced angrily back and forth. His face was set in a stern 
frown, and his eyes were accusing as he said, "Now, Johnny, you know that 
when you do something wrong, you must be punished. If you confess right now, 
then you might get off with a light sentence; but if you lie to me, I'll 
punish you more severely when I do find out the truth ... and I am going to 
get the truth ... one way or another." 

"Oh, Dad," Johnny moaned, "Please don't make me tell you. Please, Dad ... 
please don't make me tell..." Now he was crying, in spite of his resolve not 
to do so. Jesus! Dad was asking him to tattle on Mrs. Beale and Billy. God, 
he couldn't! 

"I'm sorry son, but you must tell me. Do you want to give it to me straight, 
or do I take you by the scruff of the neck and march you next door to 
confront that woman." The older man spoke with authority, and Johnny knew 
that he meant what he was saying. 

Speechless with fear, Pete had been silent and shaking, but he couldn't keep 
quiet any longer and let his cousin take all the blame. "She made us do it 
... she made us do it...." 

"I'm sorry, Dad ... Pete's right ... she made me do it ... she made us..." 
Johnny's courage suddenly drained out of him; he had to blame someone other 
than himself, he was too afraid to accept the full responsibility of such a 
horrendous crime. Moaning in defeat he whispered, "She made us, Dad, she 
made us!" With tears streaming down his face, he looked pleadingly at his 
father, his eyes begging for forgiveness. 

Carl Kirke had never had to face the suffering of his son, and it did 
strange things to him. He felt guilty about hurting him and causing his 
grief. He could see the pain on his child-like face, and his compassion 
overcame his anger as he reached for his young son. Clasping him to his 
strong muscular chest, he hugged him protectively and said. "Don't cry son 
... don't cry! It's all right ... I'll take care of it ... " 

Young Pete was overcome with fear as he saw his hero, Johnny, weeping in 
front of him, and he poured out the entire sordid thing, "Oh, Uncle Carl, 
that's right ... Mrs. Beale ... She made us! She sucked my penis, and she 
let her brother fuck her ... and ... and she made Johnny do it to her 
ass-hole!" 

Carl Kirke choked in disbelief, it was even hard for him to comprehend what 
the child was saying. He had suspected that the woman was giving the boys 
something to look at, but never in his lewdest imagination did he think a 
full grown woman would have the guts to seduce a small boy. He shook with 
rage from head to toe, and he knew he had to get control of himself; his 
rage was frightening the two young boys, and they were both caterwauling 
now. 

Goddamn! He had to do something to calm himself down! Right now he wanted to 
go next door and choke that filthy kid-fucking bitch to death. The concerned 
father forced himself to walk calmly over toward the bar where he grabbed a 
gin bottle and, turning it up to his mouth, drank deep of the clear liquid. 
For a second his vision blurred, and he thought he was going to vomit, but 
he quickly got control of his emotions as the alcohol took effect and 
steadied him. 

Finally, with some measure of composure, Carl Kirke quietly and calmly spoke 
to his young son, "Promise me, Johnny, that you'll never tell a soul of what 
has happened here this summer. I want your word of honor! And Pete, promise 
me that you'll never tell your family, never! If you do, we could all go to 
jail and stay there for ten years. You must promise me!" the older man 
finished speaking, desperately fighting to maintain control. 

'I promise, I promise ... Uncle Carl ... Pete stammered through his tears. 

"You know I won't tell, Dad," Johnny whispered, wiping his tear-sodden eyes 
on his arm. 

"Okay, I believe you both, and I have to trust you. Dry your eyes and the 
two of you go to your room and think about what you have done!" Carl Kirke 
stood staring at the once-innocent young boys and was overcome with grief of 
a nature he hadn't felt since his wife died. At the thought of the wonderful 
woman that had been his wife, his grief turned to hate ... hate for 
the-likes of the slut next door who could ruin a child without batting an 
eye. 

Obviously feeling the despair of his master, Doc crawled over to him from 
the other room where he had been hiding and whining. He instinctively knew 
when the human was angry, but this emotion of dejection was new to him. He 
wanted to help this man who loved him without question. Placing his head in 
Carl's lap, the big German shepherd sat patiently waiting. 

The angry, grief-stricken father reached down and patted the faithful dog's 
head. "Don't worry, Doc, we'll make her pay ... we'll make her pay for what 
she's done to our Johnny. By God, she'll pay!" His eyes brightened in 
revelation of what he would do, and he stared down at the trusting, obedient 
German shepherd dog and said, "Yes, Doc, old boy, you can help make her pay 
for her crime." 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Nelly had spent a restless night because Billy had locked his door and 
didn't even come out for dinner. She'd explained to Sam that the boy wasn't 
feeling well and was asleep, but even this morning after her husband had 
gone to work, the youth wouldn't come out of his room. She thought she'd 
heard him crying, but she couldn't understand what had happened. Had he and 
Johnny had a fight? What was going on? 

When she heard the doorbell ring, she'd hopefully answered it, thinking 
Johnny could explain what had happened to Billy. She hadn't had much time to 
think about the events of the previous afternoon because her mind was too 
busy trying to figure out her brother's unusual temperament. 

Already apprehensive, Nelly's concern deepened when she saw who it was. 

"Good morning, Mrs. Beale, may I come in?" Carl Kirke asked as he stood at 
the door of the Beale house, Doc by his side. 

"Why ... good . . .good morning, Mr. 

Kirke." Nelly stuttered in confusion as she saw the next door neighbor and 
his big dog. "Yes. Come in!" 

Carl stepped through the door with Doc following closely at his heels. "I 
want to talk to you, Mrs. Beale! It's a matter of great importance ... to 
both of us!" 

"What's wrong? Has something happened with Johnny and Billy?" Nelly was 
frightened, but she had to put up a brave front; after all, he couldn't 
possibly know about her seduction of his son. It had to be something that 
had happened between the two young boys. 

"No, Mrs. Beale, it's not the boys. I think you know what it's about!" Carl 
Kirke rasped menacingly, leading the way into the den. 

Nelly couldn't believe her eyes as she followed him. Who did this man think 
he was, storming into her house and taking over, just like he owned it? "Sit 
down, Mrs. Beale, and you'd better listen to what I have to say." 

"You get out of my house, and take your damned dog with you," Nelly screamed 
hysterically. Oh God! Surely he didn't know about ... "I don't know what you 
have in mind, but I don't want to hear it. Get out, get out or I'll call the 
police." 

"You won't call anyone, you fucking slut, not when I get through with you," 
the angry neighbor towered over the young woman as she weakly fell back in 
the chair. 

"I'll call my brother ... he's in the bedroom," Nelly pleaded, her voice 
suddenly lowering in fright. "Get out." 

"Enough of this play acting." Carl Kirke, faced her menacingly and shook his 
finger in her face, "You're a harlot, young woman, an incestuous harlot, a 
molester of young children." 

"No ... no-ooo, I'm not ... " Nelly cringed against the back of the chair 
and stared at him with wide, shock-frozen eyes. 

"Look, slut, I know all about it, Johnny and Pete confessed everything. Now, 
I'm a private policeman. I can turn you over to the police and you'll get 
ten years in the penitentiary, or I can act as the judge and punish you 
myself for your lecherous defilement of three innocent young boys." 

"No ... no, I'll not let you ... no, you can't ... my husband will stop 
you." 

"I have a feeling you don't want your husband to know anything about it. So, 
the best thing for you to do is to take your punishment and get it over 
with." Carl spoke with quiet authority as he took his gun from the holster 
and placed it on the table near him. "You know, at first I thought about 
using that on you. There's not a court in the country who'd have convicted 
me if I had." 

Nelly couldn't believe her ears. God, oh God! 

Things like this just don't happen. Surely it was just a dream ... but no 
... it was all too real, and she had to do something quick or he might kill 
her. 

"Mrs. Beale, now if you don't be quiet and do exactly as I tell you, I'll 
call the Department and have them send a warrant for your arrest. Corrupting 
innocent children ... contributing to the delinquency of minors. Surely you 
know a little about the law?" The private security guard was reveling in his 
authority. As he watched her fearfully cringing body, he knew how to make 
this perverted woman suffer and pay for her crime. If she was so hot to have 
perversions, then he'd show her the ultimate of perverted acts. 

"What're you going to do? Oh God ... don't hurt me! I'm sorry ... Johnny's 
just as much to blame as I am. He raped me ... he did!" Nelly whimpered. 

"Oh yeh, how could an innocent young boy rape a grown woman? It isn't 
possible and you know it. You're a depraved lecherous slut. That's all! Face 
it and take your punishment, or do I call the police and have you booked?" 

Nelly was speechless with fear, what could she do? She was trapped and there 
was no way out. If he called the police, her life would be ruined, Sam's 
life would be ruined, and her young brother would be hurt the most of all! 
No, she couldn't allow any of those things to happen. With a sudden feeling 
of overwhelming despair, she realized there was no choice but to do whatever 
this horrible man wanted to do. 

All the time his master had been speaking, the handsome German shepherd had 
been sitting at attention, alertly watching his every move. He wasn't sure 
what this human had done, but it was wrong. He could tell that from the 
threatening-official tone of his master's voice. Also, when he was needed to 
help apprehend someone, he was told to "hold". His master had ordered him to 
hold when he had entered this house, so he was there for a reason. 

"Take your clothes off, whore," the outraged father said, "And do it now." 

Nelly couldn't believe what she was hearing. Why did he want her to take her 
clothes off ... Oh God! He was going to fuck her! "No ... not that." 

"Get your clothes off, or I'll take them off for you," he growled. 

More frightened than she had ever been before in her life, Nelly quickly 
stripped the shorts and shirt from her body, wishing that she'd put her 
panties and brassiere on that morning, but it was too late now. She was 
going to be punished for her wrongdoings, and there was nothing she could do 
about it. If she refused, he would only call the police and have her 
arrested for what she, also, now realized was a horrible crime. 

As Carl Kirke stared at the beautiful naked woman standing in front of him, 
her sensuously formed body trembling with fear, he felt his long thick cock 
lurch into hardness. Without further hesitation, the angry father snapped 
his fingers at the German shepherd, and the big dog stood ready for 
instructions. "Check it out, Doc." 

No further orders were needed as the dog slowly padded over to where Nelly 
stood, too frightened to move. Taking his big cold nose, he sniffed at 
Nelly's feet, her legs, and then stopped at the "vee" of her sparsely 
curling pubic hair. He sniffed about, wagging his tail as though he'd found 
a jack rabbit. 

"Enough, Doc, down," The big dog followed orders like a trained robot, and 
moved back to the spot beside his master. 

"What are you going to do?" The older woman pleaded. "Get it over with and 
get out. Billy is in the bedroom and he'll hear us." 

"So what!" Kirke snorted. "He's seen it all before, hasn't he?" 

But the special security guard wasn't about to wait any longer. He wanted to 
punish the despicable slut who had seduced and stripped his innocent son of 
his virginity. She had to be punished, and the only way to do it was his 
way. 

Nelly drew back in fright when the burly next door neighbor moved to her 
side. She was afraid of the big vicious dog who followed every command of 
his master. 

"Down on your knees, bitch!" he grabbed her by the wrist and threw her to 
the floor. 

Afraid to defy a madman, Nelly did as she was told, getting on all fours, 
her naked ass cheeks trembling in fright and her lushly ripened breasts 
swaying beneath her kneeling figure. She felt the cold air sweep against her 
wide-split vaginal lips, and shivers of lewd sensations and fear combined to 
shake her helpless young body. 

She knelt in petrified horror as she felt his hand passing over the ovaly 
rounded full spheres of her soft white buttocks, and she felt the blood 
rushing to her cheeks in shame as his coarse hands moved intimately over her 
fear tensed body. 

"Stop ... oh please stop." Nelly pled desperately. "Stop or I'll scream for 
help. I'll call Billy." 

"You little bitch! You make one sound and I'll take you down to the station 
so fast you won't know what happened," he spat at her in warning, clutching 
the soft resilient flesh of her naked ass cheeks. "Understand? Besides, 
haven't you done enough to that young boy ... have you no guilt at all?" 

"Oh ... oh God!" she whimpered, her sickened pain-filled brain racing madly 
in frenetic circles. Billy! Billy! Help me ... help me! What am I going to 
do, dear God, help me! What if he kills me? I'm so afraid. 

Once more she tried to stand up but she was helpless against the strength of 
the angry neighbor. Then, as his lewd exploring hands roamed over her body, 
she felt something happening to her inside. She was actually experiencing 
wild little sensations of excitement, contrasted to those of shame and 
repulsion at his assault on her naked helplessness. 

"Now, slut," Carl Kirke gasped as his eyes glued to the succulent pink flesh 
of her vaginal slit, "now you hold still, you hear!" 

His hand was moving across the soft quivering warmth of her inner thigh, and 
then up ... up to the soft fringe of blonde pussy hair, pressing gently 
against the moist pink slit of her cunt. Nelly groaned and jerked to the 
slight pressured touch of his fingers against her sensitive vaginal lips, 
her brain desperately fighting to seize control from her over-powering 
physical senses. He mind was whirling in confusion. If only she could think 
straight, she might find a way out of this predicament. But, there was no 
other way ... she must humor him and be thankful he hadn't called the 
police. 

Unknown to the man and woman on the floor of the den, Billy had heard the 
noise and came out to investigate. He quietly stepped down the hallway and 
stared aghast at the salacious sight in the room. Hearing the voice of 
Johnny's father, the young boy moved closer to the door, and his mind spun 
in despair when he understood what was happening. 

"Baby, you're a beautiful luscious bitch. Damn you ... damn you! Why'd you 
have to play around with kids. It's sure a waste." Carl Kirke moaned. 
Goddamnit! He had to be careful or he'd end up fucking the bitch himself, 
and that was no punishment for a baby-seducer like her. Shaking his head to 
clear his lust-fogged mind, he heard the little mewls of helpless desire 
emitting from the young woman's throat. God! She is a hot little bitch! 

Nelly felt the tough security guard tracing the moistly quivering furrow of 
her cunt with his outstretched middle finger, and she writhed and squirmed 
beneath it. Her hands caught at the tufts of the rug and their painted nails 
gouged into the soft pile as tears of humiliation fell from her eyes. It was 
bad enough to be forced into this lewd position, but to have her shameless 
body reacting to the brutal ravishment was too much for her. Spasms of 
desire raced through her loins and belly as he slowly parted her soft wisps 
of golden pussy hair and wormed his finger between her quivering vaginal 
lips. She moaned as he forced it deeper and deeper into her moistly pulsing 
channel, sending shocks of insane delight soaring throughout her entire 
body. 

Billy was rooted to the spot at the door, afraid to move for fear of being 
seen. He couldn't believe that Johnny's father was going to make love to his 
sister! Not a mean man like him! Then, he heard Nelly whimper, "Oh ... ohhhh 
... Carl ... I'm so ashamed..." the mounting passion had taken control. Then 
Billy saw the tears falling freely from her eyes as she clasped her hands to 
her face. 

Nelly's young brother was disturbed ... if his sister was crying, why was 
she letting the next door neighbor man fuck her? He must be forcing her! 
Raping her! Oh God! The confused young boy raced out the door and ran down 
the street, unsure of where he was going. Just get away from the awful thing 
happening to Nelly. 

Back inside the Beale house, Nelly tried to struggle away from the 
electrifying contact of his finger with the tiny throbbing bud of her erect 
little clitoris, but she heard the big dog growl as he moved stealthily to 
his master's side. Doc snarled deep in his throat again, and the fearfully 
trembling woman slowly resumed her helpless kneeling position once more. She 
was hopelessly trapped, and it was her own fault that she was in this 
humiliating position. It was good enough for her. She would take her 
punishment without complaining; after all, even if she stopped him, he would 
tell the police and she'd lose everything. She would suffer it with dignity. 
But God! Please get on with it. I can't stand much more of the teasing. 
There was no way she could rid herself of the vile repugnance she felt for 
herself at this very moment, and in all shame she knew that her betraying 
body was reacting with an almost overwhelming desire to the maddening play 
of his fingers in her vagina. Her hips were actually moving of their own 
volition in rhythm to his lewd finger-fucking of her moistly aroused pussy. 

"Now ... that's better, bitch," Carl hissed at her, "Don't try to fight. 
Enjoy it like you did with my son! You see ... your tight little cunt is 
getting nice and wet ... and pretty soon you're going to beg me to let Doc 
fuck you." 

Nelly couldn't speak for a moment, she tried to answer him but it came out 
in a croak, and then she felt his thick fingers teasing around her hotly 
throbbing clitoris, his vile suggestion finally penetrating her lust-dazed 
mind. Oh God! No! Not that animal, she thought in fear, and frantically 
writhed her buttocks away from him in a vain effort to escape. But there was 
to be no escape! Doc growled menacingly, and Carl laughed sadistically as he 
fucked his middle finger in and out of her tormented young cunt. 

Oh ... oohhhhh ... no-ooo," Nelly moaned helplessly while he continued his 
clitoral teasing until at last, he paused to ask her, "Well, am I right? 
Don't you want to be fucked, whore?" 

"Whatever you say, Mr. Kirke ... only don't ... don't ... oh God, please 
don't let Doc do it to me..." Nelly beseeched. 

"He won't hurt you, honey ... no more than you've hurt all the young boys 
that you fucked!" Carl spoke with deep rancor. His breath caught in his 
throat at the memory of his innocent young son, and with increased fury he 
brutally rammed his finger into her tight little vagina. 

Billy's sister struggled to fight the affect his fingers were having on her, 
but a wild ungovernable excitement was raining throughout her fearfully 
trembling body. Dimly she was aware that she was slowly losing control of 
her mental facilities as familiar convulsive little twinges of wanton 
delight involuntarily rippled through her loins and belly again. 

"Goddamn you ... you hot little bitch. Now, I'll teach you to seduce young 
children," the young father rasped with renewed anger, an anger which was 
doubled because of his own unwanted excitement at seeing this voluptuous 
woman kneeling at his feet, completely at his mercy. 

Nelly, dazedly looked upward into his leering, angry face, and reality 
slowly crept back over her as she felt him withdraw his fingers from her 
wetly throbbing cuntal passage and stood up. Then, she heard the sound of 
heavy panting accompanied by a fierce animal growl, "Okay, Doc, she's ready 
for you now. Go to it boy! Fuck her half to death! Punish the slut for what 
she did to little Johnny!" The violent Mr. Kirke spoke with firmness, giving 
the big German shepherd an order. 

"Oh God, no ... please help me! You can't do this to me! I can't take that 
big animal inside me. He'll kill me! Oh no!" Nelly screamed in a primeval 
fear as she felt the hot breath of the animal at her buttocks. Trembling, 
her body was now shaking as though she had touched a live wire. 

Afraid to move, she remained in her obscenely spread position with her 
defenseless ass cheeks stuck up high in the air behind her. She tried to 
comprehend what the massive animal might do to her, but it was too much for 
her fear-numbed brain. When the huge German shepherd moved forward and 
slowly sniffed between her legs, a shudder of horror and shame tore through 
the nakedly kneeling woman. 

In utter defeat, Nelly started to lower her quivering buttocks to the floor, 
but when she saw Doc bare his vicious teeth and heard him growl in warning, 
she dared not move. "Oh ... please ... no," she moaned, but another growl 
forced her to continue to kneel in abject subjugation with her thighs wide 
apart while the big dog stuck his cold nose against her wetly moistened 
vagina. Doc's long tail began wagging and his haunches had started to 
tremble noticeably as the powerful animal snaked out his long pink tongue 
and slowly licked the pungent juices seeping from her cuntal passage. 

"My God, Mr. Kirke, help me!" Nelly cringed in horror. 

In shocked terror, she watched the laughing man and thought, He's going to 
stand there and watch everything this horrible beast does to me! Dear God, 
help me! 

She jerked in abysmal terror as the animal's long wet tongue snaked out and 
licked warmly up and down the smooth-fleshed crevice surrounding her snug 
rectum, and she felt like screaming when the pointed tongue tip slightly 
burrowed into the anal ring. 

"Oh God ... Ohhhh..." she whined aloud as fright took momentary command of 
her body. She began crawling away, but the powerful German shepherd raised 
his head and again growled menacingly just once freezing her into 
immobility. Then, he turned his head and began to lap with glee at the 
narrow pink slit between her thighs, digging his tongue further into the 
defensively puckering ring of her anus. 

Carl Kirke watched the big dog ravishing the cuntal and anal slits of the 
whorish woman he felt he had to punish, and he felt his lust-swollen cock 
lurch into an even more painful erection. Now was the time for the second 
part of her punishment! Unzipping his pants, he took his thickly pulsating 
penis in his hands and stroked it up and down in unison with the licking 
tongue of the big dog. His lustful eyes glowed with an unholy fire as a 
result of the salacious sight before him. Oh goddammit ... I can't stand it 
... he thought, I need to fuck her ... too. 

Doc continued to wetly swipe at the full length of her widespread slit, from 
the erect little clitoris up over the fluted pink edges of her cunt and then 
up to the tightly closed little anus, his thick tongue spreading through the 
soft hair-lined flesh like a warm knife slicing through butter. It laved 
relentlessly between her legs, pausing only sporadically to lunge and curl 
deeply into her vaginal passage. She moaned in a weird combination of fear 
and pleasure as she writhed helplessly under the dominating beast's tongue, 
all the wild erotic sensations she'd experienced only a short time being 
quickly resurrected to sweep in an uncontrollable wave of ecstasy over her 
once more. 

Gradually, Carl noticed a change come over the wildly tossing woman as her 
fear became secondary emotion to her sensual pleasure. His face contorted in 
anger as he felt his control give way, No! No! I can't fuck her ... I have 
to punish the slut! 

"God ... oh God!" Nelly moaned. She didn't care anymore. Doc's long lapping 
tongue was too beautiful, too wonderful to ignore or fight against. Soft 
mewls of delight erupted from her desire tightened throat and, suddenly, she 
found herself thrusting her hips backwards. Soon, with deep animalistic 
groans of her own, she was trying to force the big dog's tongue further up 
inside her pulsating pussy furrow. 

The massive animal's tongue shot up the velvet channel to the hungering 
depths of her cunt, bringing deep-rooted never-before-felt thrills 
reverberating through her loins. Nelly couldn't hold back the babbling 
whines of licentious joy that streamed from her lust-twisted lips. In 
stunned disbelief, Carl watched as she reached back to spread the quivering 
cheeks of her ass to give Doc full access to her tiny puckered anus. The 
special policeman's brain whirled even more wildly when he saw the powerful 
animal tongue lash wetly up and down through the smooth, hairless crevice; 
and his own loins began a desperate, unwanted lurching at the depraved 
sight. 

Suddenly, through the haze of her ever-increasing passion, Nelly felt the 
huge German shepherd mount her, the furry holster of his penis crowding 
toward her nakedly trembling buttocks, his forelegs clutching at her hips in 
the manner of a male human. As the kneeling naked woman turned her head, her 
breath caught in her throat as she saw the obscene depravity behind her. 
There was the great eagerly whining German shepherd mounting the spread 
moons of her own buttocks, plus Carl Kirke his eyes rolled up in his head 
lewdly jerking his long thick cock up and down. 

Nelly saw Doc's glistening coral penis suddenly shoot from its long furry 
scabbard, wet and hard, the tapered end slipping and dancing like the red 
nose-cone of a roman candle against the damp open slit of her cunt. She felt 
his strong animal groin jerking against her naked widespread loins in his 
effort to penetrate her vagina with the pointed shaft. 

"Reach back under your cunt and help him, dammit!" Carl commanded, caressing 
his angrily throbbing cock in a combination of fury and unwanted excitement. 

"No ... no! I can't!" she whimpered, for his snarling voice penetrated her 
mind and shocked her into momentary sensibility. But it was only a brief 
moment of sanity, for suddenly the salacious sensations overtook her mind 
and, with an unrestrained moan, Nelly shifted her nakedly upraised buttocks 
in a searching effort to capture the dog's ever-swelling cock, the heated 
passion within her building toward the mind-blowing stage. Oh God, she 
wanted the long slippery organ inside her! She had to have it before she 
went mad with her constantly growing need. She reached back to grasp the 
long jerking shaft, causing Doc to whimper in eagerness as she guided the 
pointed tip toward the now hungrily sucking mouth of her desire-flushed 
cunt. Immediately he thrust, rammed, and thrust again, spreading her wetly 
waiting cunt-hole open wider and wider as he entombed his long animal cock 
deep up inside her hot pulsing passage. 

"Oh! Aaaggghhhh! Oh my God!" Nelly blurted, her eyes wide and glazed with 
pain-pleasure, as the beast fucked searingly into her from behind while she 
stared over at Carl Kirke, pleadingly begging, "Oh ... oh God ... he's too 
big ... help me..." 

Carl watched in sensuous absorption, gaping as the thick flame-hued rod of 
animal flesh slithered forward with a wet charge until it sunk to its hilt 
and the hairy, sperm-laden balls smacked hard beneath the helplessly 
kneeling woman's damp, golden-haired pussy. 

"That's the punishment you deserve, bitch! No more little boys for you." 
Carl growled. 

"It'll be too big now for anything but a male-sized cock!" 

Oddly enough, it was Nelly who first realized that Doc wasn't really hurting 
her anymore. As the big German shepherd began to rapidly fuck in and out of 
her wetly clasping cunt, the kneeling woman forced herself to relax, and 
gradually the erotic rippling excitement began to move outward from the pit 
of her belly. God! It was glorious! No man or boy cock had ever felt half so 
delicious had brought this overpowering ecstasy flowing over her body like a 
soft fire from heaven. 

Eagerly then, she waved her naked ass cheeks back toward the big dog fucking 
into her forever stretched pussy, wanting to feel more of the long hard 
dog-cock ramming into her from behind. "Oh, ohhhh, yes, oohhhhhhh!" she 
grunted in wanton pleasure each time she rhythmically met Doc's powerful 
long strokes plunging deep into the greedily welcoming depths of her belly. 

Carl found that he was holding, then releasing, his breath spasmodically as 
with gaping eyes he watched his massive dog bucking frenziedly at the young 
neighbor woman's trembling buttocks, attempting to skewer her on the last 
remaining inches of the still growing shaft of his hard, glistening cock. 
And to his amazement, Carl felt his own impatient penis jerk into even more 
hardness with unwanted lust at the depraved sight of the huge beast 
burrowing his giant rod of animal flesh wet and shining from Nelly's cunt 
juices deep up into her clasping pussy. Oh Fuck! he thought, look at the 
little bitch fuck back ... she's enjoying it! 

Neighbor Kirke was about to go out of his mind, his hand was no longer 
enough. He had to have something else or he'd go berserk. He fought the 
desire to pull Doc away and mount her himself. His loins were hammering in 
their desire for release as he mindlessly lunged toward the wild, 
lust-crazed woman kneeling in total subjugation in front of the big fucking 
dog. With sadistic force, he grabbed her long golden hair and brutally 
snapped her head back as he hissed, "Suck it bitch ... suck it!" 

"Oh God, yes ... give it to me Carl!" Nelly uttered in lascivious hunger. 
"Uhhh ... uhhh ... such a beautiful big cock!" Her punishment was complete 
now ... an animal fucking into her from behind, and her neighbor's cock 
throbbing in her mouth. It was huge larger than any male-cock she had ever 
seen before. It would choke her to death ... but, that's what she deserved 
... she had earned this punishment. And even as she was formulating these 
thoughts a part of her wildly ecstatic body realized that this was no 
punishment; this was pure unadulerated rapture. 

Nelly gagged and tried to twist her mouth aside to get her breath, but he 
held her head, tight and straight to keep his eagerly pulsating penis sunk 
deep in her throat. He could feel the swallowing motions of her throat, and 
the sensations generated by her wanton sucking were wild out of this world! 
It was all too much, and the special policeman knew that he would soon be 
cumming to a spewing orgasm in her greedily sucking mouth. 

The burning sensation at the root of his cock demanded it. He had to cum or 
lose his mind! Never had he seen anything as exciting as watching the 
massive animal fucking into his beautiful bitch of a neighbor. 

Nelly hung as if suspended on a teetering pinnacle of unbelievable bliss. 
She knew she was a quivering mass of deranged lusting flesh that wanted to 
be subjugated. She was reveling in the humiliation of being fucked by this 
splendid beast and, at the same time, being fucked in the mouth by the dog's 
master. 

Carl couldn't contain the groans of pleasure that bubbled out of his 
powerful chest as he felt Nelly's warm soft lips sucking on his wildly 
throbbing cock. He thrust into her wetly heated mouth with all his might, 
pulling her forward with each inward stroke. His breathing increased as 
suddenly she began to suck with renewed fervor. It felt as if she would take 
his penis off right at his balls. He could feel the anxious rumbling in his 
cum-filled testicles announcing the beginning of his climax as his cock-head 
began to throb violently deep up inside her warm clasping mouth. 

Nelly heard Carl utter a gasping oath, "Good God Almighty, I'm cumming, 
bitch ... suck harder you fucking whore ... I'm cuuuummming." And then she 
felt his pumping rod begin spewing its white hot load deep into her throat. 
Choking and gasping for breath, Nelly fought to swallow the jets of fiery 
sperm spuming into her gullet. Her cheeks hollowed and expanded as her 
Adam's apple bounced with each swallow. She continued to hungrily suck him 
until his thick penis stopped its hot spewing and began to deflate in her 
mouth. 

The wilting cock finally slid from her lips and dropped to hang limply from 
his loins. She began uttering a muffled sound that grew louder and louder 
with each thrust of Doc's powerful penis into her eagerly pulsing cunt. 
Raising her face from Carl's loins, Nelly's lust-glazed eyes grew round and 
wide as she began to moan, "Oohhhh ... ohhh ... my God! I'm going to cum ... 
yes ... ohhh . . .I'm cu-cuuuummmming ... ccuuuuummmming!" She wailed until 
her voice died in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh, her long blonde hair 
flailing from side to side with almost an insane violence, she screwed her 
rounded buttocks back onto the swollen animal cock and began shrieking as 
her rapture built, intensified, and fed on itself until she was only a 
mindlessly writhing mass of pleasure. 

Doc's huge dog-tongue hung loosely from his mouth, panting and dripping 
saliva onto the smooth white flesh of Nelly's back, while he fucked into her 
wildly undulating buttocks with a feral fury. Then, the young woman moaned 
once more, slamming her quivering ass cheeks back against the dog-cock with 
a frantic jerk as, simultaneously, he thrust forward and his long hardened 
cock began to squirt its hot animal sperm deep into her belly, in long 
jet-like streams. Nelly stiffened momentarily, and then her buttocks began 
to contract convulsively as the animal's thick animal-cum nearly exploded 
from the swollen lips of her tightly locked cunt that was still clasping and 
squeezing around Doc's penis. Thin rivulets of the sticky fluid ran down the 
satiny white columns of her inner thighs in mute evidence to her shame and 
pleasure. 

Oh God, Nelly thought, I've never felt an orgasm like this in my entire 
life! It felt like a volcano erupting inside of me. She wanted to weep as 
the final rippling sensations of rapture throbbed from her kneeling body and 
the massive German shepherd slowly pulled his wilting dog-cock from her 
ravaged pussy. With a groan she fell forward to the floor in total 
exhaustion. 

Carl slowly dropped to the floor and stared transfixed at the dog he loved 
and at the beautiful, love-starved woman he had wanted to punish; he was too 
stupefied by all that had happened to move. 

The euphoric waves of orgasm flowed and ebbed over Nelly who was too 
exhausted emotionally and physically to say or do anything. She was still 
overcome ... enjoying the delicious sensations of the aftermath of an 
electrifying sexual experience. Never ... never in her wildest imagination 
would she have thought she'd have intercourse with an animal a dog! But, 
even as her thoughts dwelt on the rapture of the mind-bending orgasm, tears 
came to her eyes in memory of the sweetness of her sexual experiences with 
her young brother. There was no comparison one was totally physical while 
the other was spiritual. 

"Nelly ... oh God, Nelly!" Carl gasped, as he slid forward and gently 
caressed the silken strands of her wetly tangled blonde hair. "Nelly ... 
you're a bitch ... and I envy my son for what he had with you. But you have 
to leave him alone. Understand?" 

Unaccountably, the naked woman felt the tears welling up in her eyes again. 
God, his caressing hands felt so wonderful. "I promise ... I won't go near 
your son again." 

"You get the urge for a little loving ... well, all you have to do is let me 
know. Okay?" 

Nelly nodded silently, staring in complete understanding up into his 
ruggedly handsome face as he made motions of getting to his feet. Beneath 
her naked shoulder blade in his lap she could feel the restless head of his 
beautifully long thick cock. "Carl?" she asked. 

"Yes!" 

"I've ... I've got the urge!" 

Grinning at each other like two high school kids sharing a mutual secret, 
the two of them reached for each other ... and this time it was Doc who 
watched man and woman become one... 

 CHAPTER NINE 

"Nelly ... I don't want to go..." Billy protested for the umpteenth time, as 
they drove to the bus station. "Sis, let me stay with you!" 

"Now, Billy, we've discussed it again and again ... and we both agreed that 
it's best for you to go back home and make your own life." Nelly said 
gravely. "You know we can't go on like this. Sam is sure to find out about 
it sooner or later." 

"I know, Sis, but I love you ... " Billy whimpered, as he rubbed Doc's ear 
and patted him on the head. "You won't forget me, will you?" 

"No, darling ... I won't forget you," the older sister reached and patted 
him on the leg, "I'll never forget. Besides, maybe you'll be coming back 
next summer, right!" 

"You bet I'm coming back ... if you still want me." The young brother said 
with a catch in his throat. 

Nelly parked the car in the parking lot and reached for the door. "Stay, 
Doc, stay!" The big 

German shepherd nuzzled her shoulder and sat still as the voluptuous young 
woman got out of the car and went to the trunk to help Billy get his 
suitcase. 

Turning to the massive dog, Billy whispered, "Take care of her, Doc, and be 
a good boy. I'll see you next summer." 

The sister and brother walked to the waiting bus, arm in arm. Suddenly, not 
wanting to look closely at her, and feeling a painful lump in his throat 
from the tears, Billy kissed Nelly goodbye and quickly ran to the bus. Just 
as he disappeared through the door, the tears began to fall from his 
saddened eyes. 

As soon as he found a seat by the window, he sat down and pressed his face 
to the glass. Longingly, his eyes were glued to the radiantly glowing woman 
who was slowly walking away from him toward her car where the big animal was 
waiting for her. He was envious of Doc and had been for some reason, ever 
since Carl Kirke had laid down the law and said no more lessons for Johnny. 
Nelly was even on "special probation" with the policeman; she had to report 
to him every day. But, Billy was glad she had only stopped Johnny's 
"Lessons" and not his. 

Nelly watched the bus pull out, taking her sweet little brother away from 
her. Sighing to herself, she waved frantically to him, unwanted tears 
falling from her eyes, not because she was sad, but because something 
beautiful was going out of her life ... maybe, never to return. But then, of 
course, something different and almost as wonderful had taken its place. 
When the bus turned the corner and disappeared, she turned to the massive 
dog and purred, "I'm glad today is the day I baby-sit you, Doc. It'll be 
easier to adjust to Billy being gone. 

Doc panted, his long pink tongue hanging out, as though he knew what she was 
talking about. Nelly started the car and, as she drove toward home, her 
thoughts turned to the summer past. Her life was finally happy, thanks to 
her young brother, Carl, and Doc. Her relationship with her husband had 
improved because she no longer nagged, and she had enough wonderful sex to 
please any woman. 

And, after all, what more could any woman want? 


THE END
