Still holding the lobes of Tannsy's cunt with his thumbs, Clark stared for a long moment at the gleaming slit. Abruptly he dipped his head and thrust his tongue at it, half timidly at first but then instantly loving the slick warm velvety feeling. Tannsy gave a tiny jerk with the first touching but then her cunt lips quivered and seemed to want to cling to the warm wet point.
Clark, with complete and happy assurance now, began moving his tongue in gentle jabbings all the way to the bottom of Tannsy's slit and back up. He wallowed in the satiny, slippery, fragrance, kissing into the nose-tickling angel hair on her mound and sucking down through her cunt. Again spreading the swelling lobes with his thumbs, he diddled the tip of his tongue into the tiny spot Tannsy peed from and then ran the entire fiat length of his warm, spit-sloppy tongue across the quivering stiffness of her pulsing miniprick. He covered the tiny opening of her vagina with his mouth and sucked hard, letting his tongue be drawn into the slippery red hole with the reverse suction.
Tannsy's hips began rolling in gentle fucking motions in her sleep, following every circle of his mouth and tongue and nose and chin, meeting his every nudge. Her hands shot down to her sides, suddenly, clenching at the tufted bedspread, and her tummy muscles tightened and released. A groggy little moan escaped her and a flood of juice squished from her cunt to smear all over, warm and thick and slippery, on Clark's greedy mouth and chin and cheeks.
So abruptly it startled Clark, Tannsy's hips rolled hard upwards. Her legs shot high and wide only to come back down on her heels to push her cunt up to meet his face while her hands clapped desperately to the back of his head.
Trying to see Tannsy's face without taking his own face out of her cunt, Clark saw only the underside of her chin appearing rhythmically between the points of her breasts as Tannsy's head flopped back and forth on her jointless neck. Her burgeoning little breasts were tiny white mountains of quivering flesh heaving high above the white and gold expanse of her quaking tummy, swollen so heavily the skin was stretched to shiny. The tiny searching nipples strained erect like wondering where were the palms of his hands.
He worked one hand up her tummy to cup her breast, the other under her juice-slippery bottom. Tannsy's both hands clapped over his to mash it harder to her breast. Her hips began humping against his face in mindless little jerkings. "Honey, honey, honey," she mewed.
Her hands shot down to press hard on the back of Clark's head, then went back to mash his hand to her breast again, only to come back immediately, frantically clawing his face ever deeper into the Jell-O of her burning cunt. Clark sucked her like mad.
Gradually Tannsy's humping grew less fierce and then ceased altogether. Her sweat-drenched body lay motionless except for her tiny hands still clenching and unclenching in Clark's hair and her chest rising and falling in gulping gasps of breath.
"Oh-h man-n, honey," she moaned, "what a fantastic way to wake up."
Clark smiled smugly into Tannsy's pulsing cunt, feeling the matching beat of the artery inside her thigh pounding against his hot flushed cheek. Suddenly he needed his.
Even as she was still throbbing from her first orgasm, Clark slid up his sister's tiny body, ramming his straining cock into her slippery pulsing pocket and whipping his arm under her hips to drive it even deeper.
Tannsy's body rose with a surprised squeal and Clark's own body betrayed him. The instant Tannsy's juicy cunt channel clamped around it, his dick exploded, shooting groaning spurts of semen that drained the very spine out of him. He collapsed atop Tannsy and weakly rolled them to their sides to rest. He rolled right off the edge of the bed, his cock jerking out of Tannsy's clinging cunt with a soul-scorching 'th-thowk-k'.
Tannsy's surprised face popped over the edge of the bed above him and she burst into wild screaming laughter. She let her own tiny body plop loosely on top of his, and they were nutty brother and sister again, sharing a great big huge joke. Tannsy pulled a corner of the bedspread down to wipe Clark's chin and cheeks and then pushed back to look at him. "Should have left it there," she giggled, kissing him. "It made me feel all sexy again just seeing it."
"Man, talk about fast ones," Clark jeered. "That one must have been the shortest on record, wasn't it? One lousy stroke?"
"Well, so it must have been the greatest one, too, hey? They can't all be the great big long ones we like, can they? Especially after all week without any?"
"We could have brought Lorene out, too, you know. Last night? Initiated her like at a little kid show party?"
"Hey-y, that's not even something to joke about, buster. Anyway, she got initiated a long time ago. Before me. Tommie Reiner got it."
"Yaah, that bastard always did go after the young stuff, didn't he? Too young to know what a jerk he is."
"I suppose, but everybody has their own thing, don't they? Isn't his kind of his own business?"
"As long as he keeps it his own business, hey. But like he was trying to get to you at your birthday party?"
"Y-Yluck! No danger of tha-at. I've got my-y man." Tannsy abruptly raised her head and kissed Clark. "Hey, where were you all night? I thought you said you were only going to the show."
"Hunh? Oh. I stayed in my room upstairs because I didn't want to be out here alone when nobody but us was home. Silly, hey?"
"Ye Gods, and I was laying right here in this-s bed, waiting for you-u all night."
"You were out here!! Where was Lorrie?"
"…. She got mad and went home."
"Oh hey, you shouldn't've done that. You shouldn't be pushing your friends off just for this."
"Just for this!! Ju-ust for something like we just had together??"
"Well, what I mean… we can do this every once in a while okay, like for kicks, but you've got to keep having your friends around. And you gotta keep running around with Pete Fleming and-everything just the same as we've always done. You should-even start letting Pete have it so-"
"You w-want me to start making out with somebody else??"
"Well-no, I don't w-want you to, but-so people will know, you know? You look too-o-like s-sex-xy now. Like a real with it woman who's making the hell out of it with s-somebody."
"Pee on people. I'm not about to start making out with anybody but my husband."
"But that's the point, sweetie. If we're together too much, like if we don't have any outside friends, it'll be too easy for somebody to start putting two and two together. Like you and me."
"So? I don't care if they do."
"Well, you damn well better care. When you get tired of the kinkiness of getting it on with your own brother, the only dates you'd be able to get would be the guys who wouldn't want anything except to sneak you out in the bushes for an easy piece of tail where nobody could see who they're out with. I am n-not going to let you be another Carmie Reiner."
"…You're not getting into that wishing you and me hadn't happened again, are you, Clarkie?"
"…. What I'm wishing is that you weren't my s-sister so I could show the whole fucking w-world how great we are together, you and me."
"So that's all that counts, then. With me. Ye Gods, is Big Peepee still hard or is he hard again?"
Oh-h, man-n? The only way they were ever going to get out of this now they'd gotten into each other so heavy was by getting caught at it and then it was going to be too late for the sweet little shit.
"…You're holding it up with your legs."
Tannsy gave her brother a skeptical frown. She reached behind her thigh, suddenly, to measure his stiff with thumb and finger. "I am not holding it up, you dingaling," she giggled. "Besides, it's still big and I couldn't hold it big. Hey, lay there a minute, Clarkie. I thought up something last night I want to try to you."
Tannsy scrambled backwards astraddle Clark's thighs, her round little bare ass wiggling in unconsciously voluptuous young animal grace. Straightening her lithe body, she reached behind her leg, trying to look down over her shoulder to see what she was doing. The point of Clark's cock touched her asshole and the cheeks of her ass instinctively clapped together. Tannsy raised herself quickly away and leaned forward to reach back between the arch of her legs to tug at the wad of bone, looking down between her breasts now, and feeling, to place it. She eased herself backwards, wriggling until the knob of Clark's staff was securely snapped into the chrysalis of her snug little silk-fringed nest, then settled slowly back and all the way down until her warm soft behind was snuggled into her brother's belly.