Brett held his sister's face in his palms, working his thick cock back and forth, fucking Linda's mouth slowly. Linda's eyes closed as she savored the hot, hard taste of his cock. She held his hips, letting him fuck her mouth. She loved it slow and easy this way; she could enjoy the full hardness of it, use her tongue as she liked. She loved it when her mouth was fucked fast and furious, too, but only after a slow fucking.
"So hot and wet!" Brett whispered, watching her lips stretching about his cock. "You have the most fuckable mouth I've ever seen on a woman, Linda! God, can you suck cock!"
She feverishly pulled her robe open, spreading her knees wide and shoving a hand to her cunt. As her brother slipped his cock in and out of her mouth, she rubbed almost harshly at her boiling cunt. She shifted her ass, and shoved a finger into her pussy, moaning with the sensation. She closed her lips tighter around his cock, and Brett fucked a little faster.
"Go to it, Sis!" Brett urged. "Finger that hot cunt! Fuck yourself and suck my cock! Fingerfuck your hot cunt, Linda! Listen to that wetness! Damn, your pussy must be soaked!"
Linda moaned a reply, ramming a finger in and out of her cunt fast, her thumb smashing her distended clit. Her stabbing finger seemed timed to the thrust of his cock. As his cock entered her mouth, her finger penetrated her cunt. But then, as her ecstasy grew, she pulled her finger out and began to rub furiously at her inflamed clit. She flung her slim legs wide apart, scooting her ass to the edge of the chair. She sobbed as the rapture increased, sucking wetly at her brother's cock. Her mind reeled with wanton delight. She made whimpering sounds, her tongue flicking wildly at his prick. She swallowed often because he dripped so much. She twisted her ass on the chair, smashing her swollen clit. If she had not been so intensely aroused, it would be painful.
"Keep it up and you'll make me come, Sis!" Brett groaned, pushing his cock in and out of her mouth. "You're going to make my balls explode, Sis!"
Linda mouthed her brother's cock in a hungry frenzy, whipping her fingers at her juicy cunt vigorously. She was drenched, and her hand was wet from her fingertips to her wrist. Her other hand clung to his flexing ass, her fingers inside his hot asscrack. With that hand she urged her brother to fuck faster at her mouth.
"You want it hard now?" Brett gasped. "Are you about to come, Linda?"
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned.
"You got it, Sis!"
Brett rammed his cock back and forth, driving almost all of it into her mouth. Linda felt her throat being battered by his smooth cockhead, and she almost went wild with desire. She began to slap at her cunt, making wet sounds as her fingers struck her inflamed clit. She starting sobbing in a choking, muffled sound.
"Suck, Linda!" Brett yelled. "Ohhhh, shit! Now… now!"
Suddenly Linda jerked her mouth off his cock.
"Jack off!" she cried. "Brett, jack it off! Come in my fucking face! Jack off in my face… like you used to do!"
Brett grabbed his cock tightly, his fist flying up and down, his balls swinging. Linda slapped at her cunt wantonly, her eyes staring at his pisshole. She licked her lips, anticipating the hot spurt of come-juice into her face. She wasn't holding his ass now, but one her tits. Her eyes filmed over with passion as she urged him to squirt off right into her face.
"Come, damn you!" she squealed. "Ohhhh, shoot it in my face! Come all over my face!"
She smashed her hand to her boiling cunt, crushing her clit.
Brett, with a yelp, sprayed his sister in the face with his thick, creamy come-juice. Linda cried out with delight as she felt it splatter her cheek. She opened her mouth wide, shoving her tongue out. She caught his come-juice over her tongue, and as it dripped off, the rest of her brother's come-juice filled her open mouth, pooling in it.
Linda's body began to shake, then there was a hard tremor and she came. Her cunt pulsated against her hard-pressing palm. Her tongue, dripping with his come-juice, flew about his piss-hole, and her throat worked as she swallowed. She licked at the head of his cock, taking his final spurt of jism over the flat surface.
Her face dripped with hat come-juice and she pulled back, licking her lips. She leaned back on the chair, her legs spread wide-apart, her cunt glistening wetly saber ills moved up and down. She gasped hard, as if she couldn't get enough air into her lungs, but her dripping face was radiant, and she was smiling, her eyes half closed in a dreamy expression.
"You almost choked me," she whispered. "I think you came more this time than yesterday, Brett."
"Well, I was hot, Sis," he replied. "My balls were so loaded, they hurt."
She lifted her hand lazily, caressing his dangling balls.
"They don't feel so full now," she laughed, a low, throaty sound of pleasure. "Maybe you don't need it as much as you did when we were teenagers."
"Shit, I jack off all the fucking time," he said.
"You always did," she answered. "I'm surprised you haven't starting fucking Peggy yet. At least letting her jack you off."
"I guess maybe I'm outgrowing that," he said. He stood with his pants still at his knees, his T-shirt above his waist. "I've been thinking it's time to get myself some pussy for a change."
Linda looked up at him, her face wet with come-juice. "What about this hunger for blow jobs?"
"Oh, I love a blow-job, Linda. But a piece of ass, hot ass, is a nice change of pace, as they say."
"I've got a pretty hot ass," she said softly. "You tell him, Mom," Frank said, coming into the dining room.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Frank!" Linda said, but not really surprised. "How long have you been here?"
"Long enough to see Uncle Brett come in your face." He grinned. "You still have come juice all over your face, Mom."
Brett turned to face his nephew. "Hi, kid," he said, ruffling Frank's hair. "How's it hanging?"
"Like always," Frank said, but he was looking at his mother's exposed body. "Soft, but ready to fuck. Where's Peggy?"
"Didn't she walk home, from school with you?" Linda asked, wiping her face with her robe.
"She left early," Frank answered.
"She's probably home, then," Brett said, sitting down in a chair, but not pulling his pants up.
Frank kept looking at his mother. His cock began to harden inside his pants, and Linda smiled, reaching for him. Frank came to stand at her side, and Linda wrapped her arm about his hips, pressing her face against him and looking at her brother. She brought her other hand up and stroked her son's cock through his pants.
"Maybe I should call Peggy," Brett grinned. "Not yet," Linda replied, opening her son's pants and pulling his cock out. She stroked it with her fist, squeezing it while her son draped a hand over her shoulder and fondled her tit. "Frank, is it okay?"
"Is what okay, Mom?"
"Brett and me," she asked softly, making the head of his cock swell by squeezing the shaft of his cock.
"Aw, I know all about that stuff, Mom," her son said. "Uncle Brett told me a long time ago."
Linda leaned forward and kissed her son's cock. From the corner of her eye she saw her brother stroking his cock. She ran her tongue about the smooth head of Frank's cock, then faced her brother.
"Are you going to watch this and jack off, Brett?" she asked. "I thought you just told me you were outgrowing that."
"If you're going to suck Frank's cock off, I want to watch," her brother replied.
"I thought you wanted to fuck. Did we make a deal, Brett?"
"What kind of deal?" Frank asked, twisting his mother's nipple.
"Brett wanted me to give him a blow-job," Linda said. "I agreed, but only if he would fuck me."