Joyce said, finally. "True, you do have a larger organ, but look how big his balls are. How do boys get such big balls? Hmm… "
Gently, Denny slipped his hand under his sisters yellow blouse and began playing with her breasts. Joyce wore no bra and she almost ignored his sly massage, so intent was her gaze on the naked bodies below. She was propped up on her elbows and in a moment Denny scooted under her, pulling her blouse all the way up to her neck so he could shower kisses on her hanging titties. Then, when he began applying suction, drawing each erect nipple deep into his mouth and twirling his tongue around it, Joyce began pumping her pussy against the hard ground.
"Like that, don't you?" Denny said. "Get you alone and you're a-a nymphomaniac, practically."
"Ummm, it does feel nice, Denny," she cooed. "I really love watching those naked boys with their pricks hanging out and having you suck on my titties. Isn't it wild watching naked people when they don't know you can see them?"
Grunting, his mouth full of his sister's firm breast, Denny reached down and began running his hand back and forth over the top of his sister's cunt. Even through the tit-fitting denims he could feel the moist heat of his sister's love slit. Perhaps a minute passed, and then he unsnapped her denims at the top and slid his hand inside until he could feel the downy fur of her beautiful pussy. Slowly, tenderly, he began finger-fucking her then, gathering enough juice from her snug hole so it would feel better at the top, on her love-button where she liked it best of all. Still staring at Rex's and Ray's pricks, she began moaning softly and pumping harder at his finger."
"Ohhhh, Denneeeee," she murmured. "That's beautiful, just perfect having you play with my cunt that way. Look at those boys' peters! Ummmm. I love it when we're outdoors and nobody can see us. Nice and secret… ohhhh… make me come, Den. Make it tingle, hmm?" she coaxed. "Don't stop!"
Naturally, instinctively, she let her hand steal down and grip her brother's throbbing hard-on-dribbling, pulsing. Her eyes trained steadily on the cocks of Rex and Ray, she caressed the dripping head, tickled it ripplingly with her soft loving fingers so she could manipulate the gush of its pre-love juice and roll its buttermilk-like texture between her fingers. "You didn't come already, did you?" she asked in a trembling voice.
"Nope," Denny replied. "It's just that I'm hot and my peter is dripping like crazy."
"I thought you must've come," she whispered. "There's so much goo, Denny. There's really a lot of it. Gosh!"
Denny assured her that he hadn't come. "Hey, let's get your pants off so I can lick your pussy again the way I did last night."
Joyce wanted to-Denny could tell-because her breath came faster, faster. "I don't think we b-better, Denny. What if an airplane or something flew over us. I–I don't know… "
"What's it gonna do?" he asked. "Land and arrest us?" He jiggled his finger harder and faster against her clitoris.
"Oh, yes!" she pleaded suddenly. "Do it to me, Den." She began tugging at her denims then, frantically trying to squirm out of them. She helped him pull at the elastic band of her panties also, then lay on her back in the weeds, covering her eyes with the back of her hand as she pumped her firm ass at her brother's mouth. Her voice grew high-pitched as she ground her juicy slit in perfect rhythm to his bobbing head, the probing and wagging tongue that was bringing unspeakable pleasure.
"Denny, Denny… Ohhh, Denny!" she chanted. "My beau-teee-full big brother… honey baby-brother… ohhh!"
Unable to stand it any longer, Denny spun her around so that they lay mouth-to-genital. "Put my thing inside your mouth," he said. "Suck mine, too," he commanded. Then, "Please? Please?"
Denny was grateful his sister was so hot. She didn't require lengthy coaxing. Yes, the sight of the naked threesome below had triggered some new and desperate need deep within her. Panting, she grabbed his dripping shaft in both hands and began nursing lovingly on the reddish-purple head. For the very first time, she actually seemed to enjoy munching on his tool, as though it were an all-day sucker or an ice cream cone. As he lapped at his sister's cunt, swallowing her tangy love-juice, he felt her doing the same to him. She didn't hold back-not a bit-and then her hands were caressing and kneading his balls adoringly and he felt his cockhead hitting the back of her throat.
Abruptly, she began emitting little squeal-whines, and then saying gurglingly, "ymm, erghmm, umm, yumm." Denny used all the restraint he could muster to keep from blasting off into his sister's oven-like mouth. He had never experienced anything like it before. And then, suddenly, her heavenly mouth left his throbbing cock and the stark, ugly cool air against his organ was jarring him back to reality. "Hey, sis!" he protested.
"Denny, I'm coming!" his sister cried. "I'm going to come right now! Ohhhh… "
Angrily, Denny jerked her head back to his aching member and thrust once again into the heat of her wet, gulping mouth. He shoved harder, harder into the welcome mouth, knowing he would come, knowing he had to spurt his love cream into his sister's mouth as he lapped harder and harder on her love nub. He had never felt his sister's bottom quivering in his palms before. He knew she was there-ready to climax. With one hand, he reached down and firmly grasped the back of her head, signaling her that he intended to come in her mouth. Then the tingling sensation began, washing over his entire body, the tiny pinpricks of delight engulfing him as he realized that Joyce wasn't resisting his intention to shoot his come in her mouth. Joyce knew how much of his jism squirted up from his balls and catapulted through his thick shaft and into the air from watching him jerk off since the first time a solitary drop had dribbled over the end of his prick until the present. But now he often shot sperm a foot or more into the air. So now she knew what to expect. She could anticipate that his love-milk would spill and splash and gush inside her cheeks and down her throat, like a river, maybe even gagging her, but she held his ramrod hard now, drawing on it and knowing what to expect and even looking forward to it.
Denny shuddered, happy that she, at last, felt the same way about his prick as he felt about her pussy, hungering for it. And this thought drove him to a frenzy now as his balls hung high, pulsing. His load spasmed again and again, tickle-gouging up and out the tingling, sensitive channel and deep into the scalding cavern of her nursing mouth.
Her buttocks quivered violently as she drank his sperm, finishing her own orgasm at the same time. Even after Denny was certain that his final shot of come had exited, Joyce continued to gulp hungrily. He knew his sister had come, for the texture of her love fluid had become watery, less greasy. She kept on munching on his prick though. Delighted, he placed his hand beneath her jaw, lightly palming her throat. Her mouth and lips still gulped, draining his rod of its contents and he could feel her throat constricting as she went on ingesting the mouthful of sperm in ravenous, greedy gulps.
Yes, his own sister was swallowing the fluid that had lain in waiting within his balls, and she was loving every second of it. It was the most exciting moment of his life-a sacred moment, an act of love and devotion that neither of them could ever forget. Finally, when she had drained his manhood totally, and drained his cock dry, she lay spent with her head resting on his inner thigh, her mewing lips against his relieved scrotum. His own head lay against her leg, staring at the still spasming pink folds of her love-hole.
He groaned, shuddering from head to toe, like the after-quake of an earthquake. "I love you more than anybody," he said. "I love you beautiful, beautiful sister."
Her eyes were closed. He scooted around again so that they lay face to face and, gently, he kissed each eyelid as he firmly massaged her neck. He sensed her guilt, and he desperately wanted to relieve her of what he knew she was thinking. Softly, he spoke in her ear; reassuringly, and stroked her long, black hair.