"Thank God he won't be in very long." Abby applied suntan oil to her arms and slipped on her sunglasses.
"I guess when we testified that we loved and respected him the jury softened."
"Yeah. Well, we do love and respect him, don't we?"
Vicky shrugged. "I love him. Like a father, you know. But I always thought he was a little loose when it came to morals."
"Ha!" Abby exploded. "You're one to talk about morals! After mom found you all tangled up under Daddy. With his cock…"
"I don't want to talk about it," Vicky said, taking another mouthful of pop. "I really wasn't myself that night. Howell…"
"Oh, I don't want to hear about Howell." Abby made a face. "I was having a wonderful time with Kevin when he broke in like a drunken bear!"
"Yes!" Vicky said in an accusing voice, "my Kevin. And you were spurring him!"
"He liked it. He even liked me on top. And then that, damned brother of ours jumped on my back and…" She shivered and rubbed her oiled arms. "Oh God, it gives me the creeps just to…"
"What do you mean? You told me that you came the minute he stuck his cock in your ass."
"So what? That doesn't mean I would ask somebody to do that."
Vicky shrugged. "Well, at least everything's all straightened out now." She finished her pop and set the bottle beside her deck chair. Abby watched her young sister lean close to whisper. "Do you think Mona really ran away with Jim?"
"Who else?" Vicky giggled, "I always knew that Mona was a sucker for a guy with a bigger cock than Daddy's."
"And was it Jim who did it to you that night you and Perry were in the billiard room?" Vicky breathed, obviously excited by the implications. Vicky stretched and experienced a little tremor of pleasure herself.
"You know Vicky, I'm still not sure. I mean it could have been Carl or Jim. They both have big cocks." She smiled. "Maybe Daddy got to me too. I guess I'll never know. But it does seem unlikely that our chauffeur would come to the main house and risk Daddy finding out while he raped me in the basement."
"Was it rape?" Vicky teased.
"He gagged me! And he tied me up too… a little bit anyway." Abby couldn't help but smile. "God, his cock was big, whoever it was."
Vicky patted the crotch of her bikini. "Daddy sure was big, I can swear to that." Abby gave another shrug.
"Well it really doesn't matter in the end."
The boat bobbed in another swell. Vicky got up and strolled over to the rail to watch the sailboat going out of the cove. Abby watched her sister stretch her coltish legs and point her toes. She was thinking of Carl having at the slender, adolescent form of her young sister. It made her pussy slick with excitement to even consider it. And when she thought that perhaps Carl had fucked her in the dark that night she'd tied up Perry, her cup surely runneth over.
"Thank God they left us somebody to have fun with," she said, getting up. "And speaking of having fun, I think I'll go do that very thing."
Vicky turned, her impish nose wrinkled with glee. "I guess he has slept long enough this morning, hasn't he?"
"You know it's true," Abby went on, "that big cocks aren't really necessary for a fantastic fuck." She nodded towards the passageway that led below deck. "We have proof of that down there on that king-sized bed."
"Oh wow, don't we ever!" Vicky hugged her shoulders and ran her tongue slowly over her upper lip. "Don't you think he's learned a lot, though?"
"I guess so. He can sure fuck better than he can talk!" Both girls cracked up. Abby led the way down into the yacht. It was really still her father's yacht, but they were allowed use while he was in jail. Mother had made certain of plenty of clauses in the divorce proceedings. She and her girls would be well taken care of. When Abby and Vicky got tired of the yacht they'd just go back to the estate. It belonged to Florence now. And they'd take Kevin with them. Poor mother never suspected why.
"Look at him," Abby whispered, pointing at the naked male on the bed. Kevin was sleeping with a smile on his face. His white cock was partly erect and as he dreamed, she saw it swell slightly.
"Oh let me do it to him this time," Vicky begged, bouncing up and down, her small breasts bouncing inside the tiny cups of her bikini.
"My turn," Abby reminded. She undid her bikini and let her full breasts push the cups down. Then she untied the bottoms and let them puddle at her feet. She eased onto the bed so that Kevin wouldn't awaken. Gingerly she picked up his white slender prick and licked her lips. As gently as if it might come to pieces, she circled her lips around the foreskin-covered head and pushed it back. As the slackened tip slithered over her tongue, the blond boy gasped in his sleep. Abby flicked the lobes with her tongue, aware that Vicky was slipping off her bikini now and climbing onto the other side of the bed.
Vicky sucked gingerly on one of his hard, male nipples, her hand soothing the hollow of his waist. Kevin moaned again and turned onto his back in bed. Abby watched Vicky kiss her way up to the hollow of his neck and then gently tongue his lips. The boy's eyes fluttered slightly then opened as his cousin covered his mouth with her own. Abby sucked his cock all the way to the back of her throat then, her tongue going wild.
"Mmmmmmmuuuhhh!" Kevin gasped as Vicky stabbed her tongue into his mouth again and again. Abby fondled his precious balls as her lips were tickled by the blond curls around the base of his prick. He jerked his hips as she made so much suction that the insides of her cheeks rubbed his tip. Vicky let him escape from her kiss and he smiled.
"Abby… Vicky… Ohhh God, you two are sure w-w-wonderful!" Abby unmouthed his cock.
"No, you're the one who's wonderful!" she corrected, trying to catch a droplet of spit that slipped down her chin. She failed and wiped it with the back of her hand instead.
"I think I'm in heaven or something. Except when I get to feeling tired. Maybe I'm coming too much lately." Vicky pinched him playfully.
"Aw come on, there's millions of those little buggers in your balls. Why don't you give us some more?"
"I guess it's your turn to be eaten," he said, smiling bravely. Vicky nodded and swung her legs around on the bed. She parted her thighs and biting her bottom lip, eased the plump lips of her pussy apart. The pink inner lining glistened with hot juices. Abby was already straddling his middle, moving her pussy up so that she could slip it down over his cock and sit there while Vicky had her clit devoured.
Holding onto her younger sister's shoulders for support, Abby rocked back and forth on the rigid shaft. She could almost see that pretty, glossy barb gouging and jabbing at her soft tissues. She could feel the heat and the pulsing rhythm as Kevin's body responded to their sweet frictions. Vicky faced her, her adolescent pussy opened against their cousin's mouth. Abby could hear Kevin's tongue sucking and jabbing at the musky folds and she could read the effects in Vicky's face. Her eyes were glazed and rolled back in her head. Her mouth hung slackly open, a droplet of spit dangling at the corner of her lips. Her throat worked as if she were thinking of having Kevin's cum shooting against her tongue. Vicky's cheeks were flushed too and her small breasts rose and fell as she began to pant. Abby smiled, thinking of how beautifully decadent her little sis had become, and yet she retained that schoolgirl innocence at the same time.
They held tightly to each other's shoulders as the rooting movements and the licking suction threatened to bring them off at the same time.
"Ohhh Vicky," Abby moaned, rolling her mature hips wildly over the spear that had her skewered so completely.
"Abby, ohhh God, Kevin is really getting good at this!" she gasped, trembling, her small fingers clinging to her big sister's arms.
"Yuhhhh… Ahhhhh!" Abby shuddered.