“I… I’m blowing the horn, Sis!” Jim yelled, savagely fucking into her from behind with all his might. His monstrous penis erupted with his own streaming semen deep up into Verna’s tightly constricting rectum, and she squealed back at him: “Ohhhhh, fill me up! Fill me up!” She cried out incoherently as she felt the tidal wave of his cum searing up inside her belly, and her own climax hit her with an atomic force in the pit of her stomach. The hot cock-filled walls of her rectum gripped hungrily at her brother’s surging hardness until it gave one final spasmodic belch and the last drop of cum had been squeezed from it. Her own climactic secretions gushed hotly from between her legs, growing creamy and viscous with a mixture of Carl’s sperm deposited earlier as they trickled lewdly out and down to the floor below…
When Jim Halford finally released his hands from his sister’s hips, Verna slithered forward to lie belly-down on the matting, her own legs wide apart. She caught a glimpse of her wide-stretched vagina from between her lazily spread thighs, wet and glistening in the light of the flickering fire.
Then she turned and saw the others were all smiling blissfully from their exhausted positions around the floor. They were three smiles which said more than a thousand words of explanation could have conveyed, a mute message that they all knew that it was just fine now. They all knew one another for what they were, and what they would go on being. It was entirely in the open now, and they were as soul-naked as well as body-naked… and it was all all right…
Later they did other things. Wild, crazy positions on the floor together or in separate groups. Everything was tried, nothing was forbidden, and the night faded into morning with a wild tangle of ass, cocks, and cunts. They were not always certain whose was whose, but took the offerings as presented without question. Why not? As Suzie once whispered to her brother, they had nothing else as important in their lives now. They had passed the point of no return…
CHAPTER SEVEN
Suzie Halford was vacuuming the carpets in her new apartment one morning when the phone rang. She pushed her blonde hair out of her eyes, switched off the vacuum cleaner, and went into the living room to answer it.
Her twin brother’s voice said cheerfully: “Good morning!”
She felt a small tingle charge through her. “Carl! So good to hear from you. Have you talked to Jim yet?”
“Why yes, I did,” came the reply. “We had a nice chat, matter of fact. I asked if you two were coming over tonight, as we’d tentatively planned.”
“And?”
“He said to ask you.”
She giggled. “Isn’t that just like a man!”
“Yeah, well are you?”
Suzie felt very wicked and teasing at the moment. Her honeymoon at Fredag Lodge and the subsequent two months of married life had been so wonderful, so beyond all her silly adolescent notions of physical fulfillment, that her freshly-discovered sexual freedom gave her a certain sense of power, of lustiness. Yes, she was a happily married woman, and she was really going to enjoy it to the hilt!
She said: “I don’t know, Carl. If we do, what will happen?”
“What do you want to happen?”
“Why, nothing in particular.”
“Are you sure?”
“Why, I don’t know what you could possibly mean!” she said, knowing full well what he meant. She could feel her vagina beginning to secrete warm droplets of fluid down between the thighs as lewd thoughts of their double honeymoon traveled through her mind. She could already envision her brother’s hardened penis, pointing at her with its bloated round head, beckoning her closer… “Do you mean you want to fuck me again, Carl?” she taunted him. “Do you want to put that lovely big prick of yours into my hot, juicy cunt, is that what you mean?”
At the other end of the line, Carl felt fire beginning to leap in his pants. Jesus, his sister had turned into a wanton bitch! “I wouldn’t mind it,” he managed to say cooly, playing the game with her.
Suzie laughed. “I’ll suck you off,” she said. “Until you cum in my mouth, Carl. Until you squirt tons of your hot white sperm into my mouth! Would you like that, brother dear?”
“Christ!” he said, feeling some of his suaveness falling away. His cock was rigid under the desk now; her words were like a caressing hand on his vitals! “You will be over tonight, won’t you?”
“Yes! We’ll be over tonight, and I’ll let you fuck my cunt and my mouth and even my asshole! Goodbye!”
“Ohhhh shit!” Carl gasped, and hung up.
She stood there with her eyes closed, the juices of her desire soaking through the filmy material of her panties. God, talking t‹ФР made her hot! She wanted him again, all right, just as she’d wanted him time after time since their honeymoon together… and just like her husband Jim still lusted after Verna, too! Damn! She could hardly wait for tonight!