And the same aching need for her brother still burned inside her.
Turning away from the mirror, determined to burn out that desperate incestuous hunger for a few minutes at least, she went back to her bedroom.
Pete and Mike were lying on her bed. Their cocks were limp, flabby, useless blobs of flesh. She advanced on them, swinging her hips with each step. Her knees sinking into the mattress, she straddled Pete's legs. Leaning forward, she picked up his flaccid, rubbery organ and wiggled and rolled it. The sunshine coming in the window spilled across her torso as she bent forward. She could smell the cum-hers and his-on his limp meat.
She took his prick in her mouth and began to suck it back to life. The crust of her juices and virgin blood and his cum melted and she slurped it all down. The taste made her lust soar again.
Charlie's face was fading from her mind as she reached back and pressed two fingers into her streaming vagina. She sucked a wave of fresh blood into Pete's phallus. His limp penis began to pulse and swell between her lips. She scrubbed it with her tongue, sluiced it clean with spit.
She knew Mike was watching her suck Pete's cock. She liked it. She knew it must be getting him turned on. She was eighteen, and no longer a virgin, and she was sucking the cock that had blooded her. The second boy to have her was watching as she sucked cock, and he was getting all stiff just from seeing her do it.
Cum was streaming out of her vagina, thick, creamy semen dribbling down the insides of her thighs, pouring over her ringers. She tormented herself, masturbating as boldly as she was sucking. She was a totally wanton sexual animal as she sucked Pete Sanders' prick back to life. His phallus was still soft and rubbery, but it was twice the size it had been. When she pushed her head down now, the tip of his penis reached almost to the back of her mouth.
"Suck it," Mike urged softly, his nose barely a foot from hers. "Suck it hard! Suck cock, suck cock, you cocksucker!"
Cocksucker, that's what she was. And she loved it. She loved the taste of cock, the taste of cum and male oozings, the smell of Pete's sweaty crotch so close to her face. She loved the feel of hot, live meat in her mouth. She loved the way it swelled and pulsed every time she pushed her head down on it, driving ft the back of her throat, scrubbing it with her velvet tongue. She loved being watched while she did it, too. She could see the hot interest in Mike's eyes, the way they glittered, the way he licked his lips again and again and again. He was panting, and his nostrils flared as he, too, smelled the mingled juices in Pete's matted pubic bush.
And Pete was watching her too. He had his head propped up on a pillow and was staring down the length of his smooth, tan hairless torso to where her nose pressed into his kinky brown crusty bush. He was watching her take his cock in her mouth, watching her lips curl around his stiffening prod. He could see the spit-coated ivory column of his phallus sliding in and out of her mouth as she drew more and more blood into it.
There were fresh juices in her mouth now, too. Her sucking was drawing new oozings from his glands. She pressed her tongue to the dorsal vein of his phallus and was rewarded with a stinging, hot flow of heavily scented fluid.
Her vagina had an empty, aching feeling that her fingers couldn't ease. Pressing on her clit only made her body blaze with greater hunger. Now that she had taken cock in her cunt once, twice, she knew she was going to have to take it there again, and again, and again. Instead of slaking her hunger, her first experience had triggered a blazing appetite that she would have the rest of her life.
She spat out Pete's cock and straightened up. She held it pointing right up at the ceiling. Still on her knees, she moved up him. She moved forward until his phallus was aimed up into her naked, spread crotch. There was a mirror across the room, over her bureau. In it she could see herself, little Cookie Crandall, straddling Pete Sanders' big tan body. His phallus pointed up into her golden-fuzzed pussy. Her swollen, hungry, distended inner labia peered anxiously from between her outer lips-hot pink petals that gleamed in the sunlight that played across her open crotch.
She nestled the rounded pink knob of Pete's glands in the heart of her glistening pink petals. Just the touch brought a sigh to her lips. Also, she was anticipating how good it would feel to have that heavy bulk shoved up into her pussy again.
Mike's nose was still almost touching her, this time her crotch. His shining eyes were fastened on the junction of Pete's phallus and her pussy. He reached forward and touched that intersection, spreading her pink folds slightly with his fingers, testing the hesitant joining as if trying to gauge how firmly Pete's cock was set in her vagina.
She shook with a mixture of strain and hunger as she lowered herself slowly onto the piston of Pete's phallus. She watched as the glands was slowly engulfed by her vaginal orifice, and felt the bulb press into her. When it was deep enough that it wouldn't slip out, she released it and placed her hands on her hips. She posed that way, a shining white tower connecting her pale, slender, golden body with Pete's hard brown one.
She glanced down at him. His face was shining with sweat. His hands clenched and unclenched, as if he were resisting the urge to grab her and jam her down on his tower.
She let herself down another fraction of an inch, She saw the pale column of his shaft begin to burrow into her pussy. She felt the glands push deeper. Her flat stomach convulsed and her breath was wrung out of her by an involuntary muscle spasm.
Mike never took his eyes off her cunt. His chin braced on his hands as he knelt on the bed, he licked his lips again and again and again as he watched her take cock up her cunt. He gritted his teeth as he watched her slow impalement on Pete's phallus.
She let her legs slip outward slightly, and felt still more cock enter her pussy. The tendons on the insides of her thighs trained painfully as they struggled to keep her suspended over the sword stabbing up into her belly. Experimentally, she moved her hips in a slow circle, and felt Pete's cock swirl in her pussy.
"Jesus!" Pete said sharply.
She stopped, afraid she might bring him off too quickly. Reaching down to her pussy, she pried her labia open to show the shining, hot pink inner tissues to Mike and Pete. She touched her clitoris with her fingertip. Flame slashed through her. What if Mike could manage, somehow, to mouth her clit as she took Pete's cock into her vagina? God! What a thrill that would be!
But not today. This was enough for today, to really learn what it was like to have cock in her cunt. She eased down still more. Almost half of Pete's organ was now out of sight. Pearly, gleaming waves of juice were oozing down the part of his shaft that was still visible below her pussy. She rolled the pearl of her clit with her finger, and writhed around the tower in her guts. Her mouth sagged open with excitement as she licked her lips. Her eyes clouded with passion as she tormented her hungry vagina by refusing to stuff it full all at once.
But her thigh muscles were betraying her, were giving out. Her knees slipped on the bedspread and she slowly dropped onto his phallus. She rammed his cock up into her guts, watched it vanish into her hole. Her pubis buried itself in Pete's thick brown bush and she was doweled to him. She felt as if she had a skyscraper in her cunt.
Her vagina spasmed around his huge, powerful bulk in a low, long, languid orgasm that caught her by surprise. She let it fade and then lifted and dropped on his tower. She watched his organ emerge from her lithe body, and then vanish back into her. She felt her vagina close behind him, and then open as he drove up into her.
Leaning forward, she braced her hands on his shoulders. She was leaning forward over Mike, too. He continued his close-up study of her cunt and Pete's cock. She bobbed her hips, lifting and dropping, feeling cock piston in her pussy, feeling her clit get jolted by each impact. Reaching down, she fingered herself back to a sexual peak as she bounced and bounced on Pete's lap. His cock jammed up into her clinging pussy with every thrust.