Alice eased close to the door, her heart pounding. Only then did she hear the groan. It was a girl's voice and the shock of hearing that almost made Alice dizzy. She pushed her eyes close to the opening and gently touched the doorknob.
The strange light she'd first seen shining under the door was that of two candles. They made shadows flicker around the walls of Lee's room. And then she saw the figures on the bed. But, God, it was unbelievable! It was Betty, her red hair mussed, her small breasts heaving up and down. She was flat on her back, legs spread wide. Crouching between her thighs was her very own brother. Lee! Lee was doing something to his red-headed sister. Doing something that was against every law known to man. Alice put a hand to her mouth to smother a cry of amazement. Then she saw exactly what Lee was doing.
"Don't touch me Lee," Betty gasped. "Remember we can't ever touch. Or it would be a sin, darling."
"I won't, Betty. I never do, remember?"
"Ohhhhh, God, keep doing it like that. Yehhssss!"
Alice bit her bottom lip hard. Lee was pushing something in and out of his sister's pussy. It was white and long and slender. And it made a buzzing sound. A vibrator! Alice could hardly believe her eyes and ears. But Betty's reddened wound was glistening with sweat and love juice and each time Lee pulled the vibrator from her cunt, the girl's dainty tissues seemed to follow it, clasping tightly to the plastic. The slow way Lee did that part made Alice just about come unglued. Her knees shook and her breasts felt even heavier than before.
"His own sister," she whispered, a hand slipping against her tummy as she reacted unconsciously to the sex play in the candle-lit room. She didn't want to touch herself but the lips of her down-fringed cunt were glowing and juicy. She slid a fingertip along the smooth inner surface then dipped deeper.
Betty was digging her heels into the bed. Lee had a firm grip on the base of the vibrator and he was plunging it in and out much faster now. The crackling, slick sound of the redhead's hole being penetrated and emptied over and over again was like nothing Alice had ever heard before. It reminded her of when Mitch had fingerfucked her in that bar. But when she looked again at the size of the vibrator, it made her shiver.
"God, it's so big," she breathed to herself and her little hole pinched tight as if to protect itself from anything so grossly huge as that vibrator. But Alice remembered, too, that her uncle's cock was bigger.
"Ohhhh, Lee," Betty gasped, pumping her round bottom up from the bed. "Ohhhhh, God, Lee! God!"
"Is it good?"
"Ohhhhh, yesssss! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!"
"Tell me when you come," Lee hissed, bending lower. "I like to watch."
"You can do anything you want if you just don't stop doing th-th-that!" Betty's head flopped back and forth and a splash of red hair glinted in the candlelight. Alice's toes fanned out against the carpet. She was really getting worked up. And the erotic effect of seeing Lee do something so carnal to his very own sister was very powerful. Alice remembered how the boy had kissed her breasts and fingered her out on that dock and almost wished it was her on the bed instead of Betty. But of course she didn't really want that at all. That big plastic vibrator would split her in two pieces!
"Oh, I can't watch this any longer," Alice sighed, feeling her way along the wall. Her clit was so wet that the blonde curls surrounding it were plastered together. She knew she couldn't go back to bed yet. She'd just finger herself until she was exhausted. She'd already done that enough for one night.
She padded downstairs in the darkness thinking she could get a glass of milk or something to get her mind off sex. But the image of brother and sister playing secret games in bed stuck with her. Lee was so young, as young as she was. Betty was twenty-four or five, she couldn't remember which.
The glass of milk only helped while she was drinking it. But the fact that she wore no panties wasn't helping either. She could feel the soft slip of the shorty gown around her big tits. Her nipples were swollen out so that they were rubbed every time she made the slightest move. The sheer silk sanded and teased her flesh until she finished her milk in one gulp, washed the glass out at the sink and started back upstairs. It was the banister that stopped her. She was near the top when she remembered sliding down that very same banister as a child. And she remembered, too, the sensations it had given her. In puberty she'd realized the fantastic possibilities of the smooth, sloping wood rail. Yes, it'd been just after her birthday when she'd actually brought herself to climax by sliding down in her jeans. The crotch of her denims had heated up and a subtle friction had been created which brought her, closer and closer to that final release. Though she couldn't remember for sure, Alice thought it'd taken about ten times on the rail before she finally cam? For the first time in her life. That, last climb up to the top again had been so hard. Alice touched the smooth wood and licked her lips.
"Who would know?" she asked herself. And then she swung a long leg over and eased herself down. She let her chest rest on the wood, too, and steadied herself with her hands. Then she began to gently pump her ass. Her feet dangled in the air as she felt her cleft open against the varnished surface. There was the smack of her dripping folds sucking against the banister as she started sliding slowly down.
"Uhhhh, oh, God, it feels so goooood!"
Her breath puffed as she closed her eyes and concentrated on the smooth, hard pressure against her slit. It didn't take her ten times up and down to get off. She knew she was going to come before she reached the bottom. And then she was settling against the little upturned curve of wood at the bottom of the stairs, her slim ass plunging as she felt the tickling joy spread through her body.
"Ahhhhh, uhhhhhh, it's happening. Ohhhh, yes, it's g-g-good!"
Alice limped back upstairs, heading for her bed. The candles were still going in Lee's room but it was quieter when she passed. She fell across her mattress and went to sleep almost immediately. Rut during the night she woke up after a startling nightmare. Her uncle had tied her up and stripped off her clothes. He had pulled out his huge cock and forced it into her pussy. And then the dream turned bizarre. When Mitch had come inside her and pulled out his cock, Alice was immediately immersed in the violent pangs of birth. She watched the babies pop out of her ruined hole until she lost count. And then she slept again.
"You wouldn't mind watching the shop for an hour or two, would you Alice?" Margaret asked. They were the only ones down for breakfast and her aunt bent close to pour Alice another glass of orange juice.
"Course I wouldn't."
"We can drive into town in a little bit. My regular salesgirl is sick and I've got some business at the bank to see about." Margaret cleared the plates and ran the sink full of water. "I think I'll leave these dishes for Betty."
The mention of her cousin made Alice's tits tingle. She remembered vividly how Betty's pussy had looked with that vibrator going in and out of it. Or had it just been a hot sex dream in the middle of the night? Had Alice dreamed the thing about the banister, too? No, she could still feel that thick, slick wood sliding tip between her labia as her clit exploded as she slid inch by inch to the bottom.
"Alice, are you still there?" Margaret laughed. "What on earth were you just thinking about? You looked a million miles away."
Alice felt herself blush. Margaret's smile told her that her aunt had guessed that the thoughts had been pretty risque. Margaret save a little nod and turned to what she'd been doing at the sink.