"Ummm-hmmm," said Judy, beginning to work her little hot cunt up and down on his impaling stiff finger. "It hurt at first, and I was scared, but then it got to be fun. A lot of fun." She gasped as a hot burst of cream flooded her cunt. "Oh, Jimmy, I wish you hadn't cum in my mouth. I mean, I wish your cock was still hard. I'd really like to fuck now."
"Okay." Jimmy looked nonchalant, trying to hide his own excitement. Funny, it hadn't occurred to him before that he and Judy might actually fuck. He seemed to be slow-witted today, perhaps because he'd gotten so little sleep. Now that she'd proposed it, however, he was more than ready. That tight little cunt of hers ought to be a real joy to fuck.
Jimmy seized his limp wet cock and began to pump it swiftly. Judy watched, fascinated, as her freckle-faced brother managed to jerk himself into stiff erection in a matter of seconds.
"Golly," she said, "I wonder if Uncle Grant could do that?"
Neither of them knew that Grant would have given his right arm to be able to get it up time after time the way Jimmy did. Jimmy didn't know that he was at the height of his sexual powers, with a prowess that most grown men would envy. The red-haired boy simply took his ability as a matter of course.
"Okay," he said, "let's do it."
"Oh, hurry, Jimmy, hurry," his sister said impatiently.
"Aw, damnit," said Jimmy, "I can't find your cunt."
"Here," said Judy, "let me."
She seized his hot throbbing meat and directed it to the moist indentation of her vaginal mouth. Jimmy's rigid little dick, slick and skinny, popped right into her, achieving full penetration with no trouble at all. His tightly swollen balls nestled snugly between his sister's thighs. For a long moments the twins simply stared at each other, their blue eyes wide with surprise and delight. They hadn't dreamed this little experiment was going to feel so good. At last Judy broke the silence.
"Oooohhh, JIMMY," she said, "it feels wonderful. Your cock is just right for me. Come on, move it. Let's fuck. You want to, don't you, Jimmy?"
"Oh, wow, do I," said Jimmy. "Man, your cunt is tight. I'm not hurting you, am I?"
"Oh, for heaven's sake, NO," said Judy impatiently. "Move it, Jimmy, really move it."
He moved it. The fit was so tight, so deliciously slick and hot, that the twins were soon howling their pleasure and jerking their slim freckled bodies together in frantic humping. Judy's tiny cunt creamed abundantly in her excitement, and Jimmy's stiff reaming prick set up a soft squishing and sucking noise. They forgot all about their grown-up lovers, little knowing that at this very moment Kay and Grant were thinking longingly of them.
CHAPTER EIGHT
For Kay it had been a thoroughly rotten day. She had had only a few hours sleep, and when the alarm clock went off and she staggered out to the kitchen to make Grant's breakfast, the first thing she thought of was how she'd disgraced herself with Jimmy during the night. Fucking a fourteen-year-old boy, she thought miserably, how low can you get? She could hardly keep from crying as she recalled her abandoned behavior, humping in the grass like an animal, giving obscene cries of encouragement to the boy, letting him fuck her again and again. She didn't see how she could face Grant or the children.
Somehow she managed to get through the day. After seeing Grant off to work and making breakfast for Jimmy and Judy, she dressed and went shopping, then to the hairdresser's. As the day wore on, her guilt subsided a little, replaced by nagging horniness. This was even worse than the guilt, she decided. As she sat under the hair dryer, she felt her cunt aching and swelling, felt hot cunt cream trickling out to soak the crotch of her panties – all because of a skinny freckled boy who was hardly out of grade school. She hated herself, but at the same time she could hardly wait till she was alone with Jimmy again, till she had that stiff little prick of his inside her. No, no, she thought, I mustn't let it happen again. I must stay away from him. She knew, however, that if Jimmy made the slightest advance, she wouldn't be able to resist him. She had a normal need for sex, and she had lived without sex far too long.
When Kay got home, the twins weren't in the house. She was about to check the patio, when the telephone rang. Kay answered it, standing with her back to the glass patio doors. If she had turned around, she would have seen Jimmy and Judy frantically fucking on the beach towel, but she never turned that way. The telephone conversation absorbed her whole attention.
"Hello?" said a girlish voice. "Mrs. Thomas?"
"Yes," said Kay, "this is Mrs. Grant Thomas."
"I'm Ellen Brown," said the voice, "a social worker. You may recall, Mrs. Thomas, that when you applied to adopt your niece and nephew, I was assigned to follow up the case."
Kay vaguely remembered a mousy-looking girl with rimless glasses. "Oh, yes, Miss Brown," she said. "I remember now. What can I do for you?"
"Well, Mrs. Thomas, one of the conditions of the adoption is that I make an unscheduled visit to your home to see how things are working out. I'm sorry if this inconveniences you, but State Law requires it. I'll be dropping by sometime this week, then, but I'm not allowed to tell you what day or what time. You shouldn't worry about it, though. I'm sure the children are very happy with you and Mr. Thomas, and that my visit will just be routine."
"Oh, yes, of course," Kay said weakly. Christ, she'd forgotten all about this social worker business. What if Miss Brown had walked in while she was sucking off Jimmy on the patio? Great, just great. Kay struggled to keep her voice calm and pleasant. "Very well, Miss Brown, we'll see you then."
Kay hung up, shaking with distress. She would really have to behave herself now. If Miss Brown had any inkling about what was going on between Jimmy and his aunt, the adoption would be cancelled. Kay couldn't bear the thought of losing the children.
Speaking of the children, where were they? Kay was about to check the patio – where she would have found Jimmy and Judy howling and writhing in a mutual climax – when the doorbell rang.
Kay wrenched open the front door and glared at her next-door neighbor, Sam Snyder. She quickly changed the glare to a weak smile. Sam was a nice little pudgy man, a pleasant neighbor, who didn't deserve her bad temper.
"Hi, Sam," she said. "What can I do for you?"
Sam smiled bashfully. "Gee, Kay, I hate to lay this on you at the very last minute, but the wife and I have to go out of town right away – her mother's very sick – and we haven't got time to take the dog to a kennel. I wonder if you'd mind very much if we left him with you overnight. The kennel man will be around to get him in the morning, but Toro just hates staying in an empty house."
"Very well," said Kay. "Listen, I'll send Jimmy over to get him. I'm sure Jimmy will love taking care of him. You just go ahead and pack."
"Thanks, Kay. You're a real friend," said Sam. He waddled off, and Kay went to look for Jimmy.
She was just approaching the patio door, when Jimmy walked in, grinning to himself. His face seemed very flushed, but she supposed he'd been in the sun too long.
"Well, hello," she said. "Did you have a nice day?"
"Super," said Jimmy.
"That's nice. Where's Judy?"
"She's asleep on the patio," said Jimmy. "She's all tired out for some reason."
"Well, all right," Kay said, "I guess we can just let her sleep. I want you to do something for me, Jimmy. Our neighbors, the Snyders, have to leave their dog with us overnight, and I'd like you to go over there and fetch him."
"Oh, sure, Aunt Kay," said Jimmy. He seemed to be in excellent spirits.
While Jimmy was gone, Kay made herself a double scotch-on-the-rocks and drank it down quickly. She was feeling much better by the time Jimmy returned, leading the huge German shepherd on a leash.
"Hey, this is really a nice dog," said Jimmy. "Very friendly."