It was Darlene. She was naked as I was and since my bed on the island is only a cot we were as close together as two people can get… well, almost. She had looked willowy in a bikini, but, naked, her breasts were a lot fuller than I had suspected. I touched them, then cupped one in my hand and felt a shiver run the length of her beautiful body. Her lips were mere inches from mine and her breath was perfumed as she whispered, “I'd like to kill both of them.”
“Both of who?”
“George and Anita, for what they did to you on the beach.”
It caught me off guard. I asked, “What do you know about it?”
She said, “Francie and I saw the whole thing. We were on our way to join you when George started screwing Anita… that chiseling little Latin chippie!”
“Was that what you were trying to tell me at dinner?”
“Not all of it, Jeff darling.” Her arms slid around me, supple as two snakes, and her lips were suddenly crushed to mine, her tongue darting in and out of my mouth like a dancing flame. I was still sleepy, but I couldn't help responding. I put my own tongue to work and played with her bubbies until the nipples stood up like little pricks, and then I dropped a hand to her pussy and explored its design and discovered that whoever said women were all alike upside down was a bald-faced liar. Where Anita's cunt was set deep in her crotch, close to her asshole, Darlene's was well up front and center… and the patch of hair above it was soft and silken where Anita's was like steel wool.
I dug into her with my fingers and felt for the button and found it and her juices began to flow around my hand, sweet and wet and hot. I could feel her body flutter again as she came a little. She gasped and stiffened and pulled her lips clear and I had a sudden restraining thought and said, “Are you sure you want to go through with it?”
Her answer was a quick hug that all but broke my ribs. She whispered, her voice hot and fierce, “I've been wanting this for two whole years, darling, never mind if it's right or wrong. After what I saw this afternoon, wild bulldozers couldn't stop me.” She reached down and fondled my prick which had risen and was ready for the fray. She all but crooned over it while she caressed it and I began finger-fucking her again. She said, “I've been planning this ever since last summer when I saw you get a hard-on at the beach one day… and to think that filthy little cunt got ahead of me.”
I knew there was some dissension between Darlene and Anita, but I had never suspected it ran so deep. It was, I discovered, to be a night of many surprises.
She whispered, “That beautiful prick, so clean and pure as Sir Galahad's lance… and she had to spoil it!”
“It doesn't feel spoiled to me,” I said.
“Oh, darling, I didn't mean that. It's beautiful!”
So help me, then she bent over and kissed its tip and then took the head into her mouth and began lipping and tonguing it gently while she palmed my balls and ran her thumb and forefinger around the base. I knew right then somebody had been in Darlene's pants and I was glad. I knew about blow jobs, naturally, but except for that one time in L.A., my acquaintance was at best secondhand. Now, with Darlene performing on my prick like a great clarinetist, I quickly discovered that I might as well have been a virgin that way too.
She licked, she sucked, she nibbled with her teeth, she made a cunt of her beautiful mouth and pumped up and down on my rod until it grew taller and thicker than ever before… all the time giving its base and my balls a gentle massage with her fingers and palm that sent shivers of sheer delight racing the length of my spine. More important, she sensed when I was ready to spurt and withdrew briefly, lifting her lips and hand from my throbbing dong and looking up at me with a silent laugh of happiness.
“I love doing this,” she whispered. “Isn't it awful?”
I said, “Awful isn't exactly the word for what I'm feeling.” I reached for her wonderful mop of red hair and pushed her mouth back over my cock and she got to work again… and when she tried to pull clear after a couple of minutes I held her there forcibly while the sperm rushed up from the balls she was gripping and exploded from the tip of my rod, deep in her gullet. When I finally released her, some of my jizzum was running down the side of her chin, and I pulled her close and kissed it clean, relishing the salty warmth of my own semen.
Then her lips were on mine again and she was crowding her soft, exciting curves against my naked body and our tongues went into their tango. Suddenly she pulled clear and reached for my still-stiff and throbbing cock and said, “Isn't it supposed to lie down and rest for a while?”
“If you really watched me with Anita this afternoon, you know better,” I told her.
She grimaced and said, “That part of the action was mostly under water, so I couldn't really see what went on. But, goodness, darling, you're the first boy I've fucked who can make it twice without stopping… not to mention for the second time in the same day.”
“Don't knock it,” I told her.
“Who's knocking?” She laughed silently again and once again her hungry lips and tongue sought mine… and found them for the most exciting kiss I had ever known till then. We lay there, side by side, for a while, with only my rigid cock between us and it was very sweet but fast becoming more than I could bear. Sister or no sister, things had gone too far to pull back… I had to get that aching prick into her body and let nature take its course.
Darlene apparently was of the same mind, for she stalled me, wriggling her body upward against me without breaking our kiss, and then sliding my joystick right up into her deliciously sopping wet cunt until our hairs met and mingled in a double mat of delight… all without having to put me in the saddle, thanks to the position of her cunt. She sighed and removed her lips from mine and said, “I used to think there was something wrong with me… having my pussy so far forward.”
I said, “But now you know better.”
She laughed again and wriggled against me and said, “Oh, do I know better!”
Her wriggled, with my cock imbedded all the way in her tunnel, set me afire, I began to thrust and withdraw, slowly and only halfway, and she advanced and withdrew her sweet little pussy in perfect union with me. At first we took it slowly, savoring the delights of making one another's carnal acquaintance. Darlene had a perfectly delicious little cunt. Where Anita's had been soppily sweet and narrow at the entrance, it was roomy once you got past the barrier, save when she tightened her inside muscles the second time I came within her. Darlene's was like the blade of a rapier… or maybe the scabbard would be a better way of putting it… all the way up. Putting it into her was like putting a single finger into a very tight-fitting glove… and way at the end there were soft little flangelike membranes that excited the crown of my cock like crazy.
After a bit, I got an idea and slowly slid my tool out of its pulsating container so that only the very tip was within her lips. I felt her gasp at the emptiness she must have felt and pulled back each time she thrust her hungry cunt at my cock to reclaim it for her own, barely maintaining the contact.
“Don't, darling,” she whispered hoarsely, “You're killing me. Put it back where it belongs… please, darling!”
I teased her a little longer, but no man in his right mind could keep out of that heavenly place for long once he had enjoyed its sweet fruit, and then let her have it… hard, fast and all the way. She lay still on her side, shuddering with the shock, and then she exploded, gripping me tightly and opening up her legs and rolling on top of me and leaning forward so that her boobs swung back and forth across my face while her long red hair fell into my eyes. With the force of gravity working for us, my cock went so far into her guts that I was afraid I would actually rip her organs to pieces. But I didn't, of course, and the added penetration only served to add more inflammable fuel to the fires that burned within her… and within me as well. She literally came all over me. Her juices flowed so freely that not only my cock was soaked but the entire area around it, while the insides of her thighs were sticky sweet and when I reached for her buttocks to assert some sort of control, they, too, were liberally doused with Darlene's pussy juice.