Lorraine, a honey-haired buxom woman yielded quickly to his hot eyes, but was strange to Terry even now. His mother had died while trying to give birth to a stillborn baby conceived while she was in menopause. Within a year, his father married again, and Terry thought it was mostly to have a woman to run the house while he was away, which he was most of the time, involved with his work as a mining engineer.
Anne had been bitter at the time, considering it indecent and an insult to their dead mother, and one night, when the sluicing sounds of their father fucking his new wife kept her awake, Anne had slipped into Terry's room. Anne was two years older, a slender brunette with thrusting breasts and long, limber legs. She spent a lot of time with guys who rode motorcycles, and they taught her to do a lot of things to please their carnal desires.
Only a few years ago, brother and sister had slept in the same room, sometimes the same bed, as the family moved from one house to another. So it was not unnatural for Anne to slither into Terry's bed and embrace him, kissing him slowly awake.
But this time, she slid down under the covers, then grasped and stroked his penis.
"Hey!!" he mumbled, half asleep as he felt her lewdly searching fingers. He reached and found warm girl-flesh and embraced it. There were breasts and legs wrapping around him, and he could feel soft hairs on a pussy rubbing against his loins. Awakening, he realized what was going on and tried to free himself. He blurted, "Anne.,. Jesus Christ!"
"Listen… listen to THEM!" she whispered. "You know what they're doing! They're fucking! I just can't stand the sound of it… thinking of Mom!" With a young but skilled hand, she rolled the fleshy foreskin of his penis up and down and finally guided it between her widespread legs to the softly furred furrow of her eager young cunt. "Get it in me – I need it!" Anne gasped as she felt the weight of his young body pressing her down on the bed. "Fuck me!"
"Hell, I'm your brother!" Terry Chaff blurted.
"Then give me some brotherly love!" the aroused girl gasped. She furiously pulled him down until the head of his iron-hard penis was inside her gaping cuntal lips, and her legs flailed to clutch him, and Terry had no chance to refuse. He jammed himself up into the depths of his sister's sweetly drenched cunt, and she whispered, "Ooooohhh… Fuck meeeee!"
Wildly, she responded and after his heated cum gushed into her tightly clasping pussy and sluiced down her churning ass-cheeks, he fell away from her, exhausted from his first real sexual experience. His panting young sister shifted on the sweat-stained bed and began to kiss and lick his softened male organ. Her ripely budding breasts rubbed his tautened stomach muscles as she sucked teasingly on the head of his sensitive cock.
"Oh, God! This is so far out… too much!" the boy moaned. "Jesus! Sis..
"You talk too much," she replied, letting his now-resurrected penis escape her ovaling lips for a moment. "Eat me!"
Smoothly, she straddled his surprised young face, bringing her cum-filled cunt down tight to his mouth. When she felt his tongue slither far up her delicate cuntal furrow and delve deep into her, she moaned in ecstasy and sucked his cock ravenously between her own rounded lips.
Terry forgot that this was his sister. For weeks they went on, always when his father was wildly fucking his new wife and wouldn't be likely to hear their own sluicing sounds. Then his father had to go on another job, and they were left alone with Lorraine. And, inevitably, they were caught by Lorraine on a summer afternoon when she was supposed to be gone until dinner time playing tennis. It happened that her partner was in a minor traffic accident and, couldn't show up, so she returned home unexpectedly.
Letting herself into the house in her brief tennis dress, she heard the wet, smacking sounds of sex and knew what must be going on. Slipping her sneakers off, she went silently down the hail to Terry's room and peered through the partly open doorway. She blinked as she saw her stepson wildly jamming himself into his eager older sister, his long thick penis ravishing her tightly grasping pussy! Lorraine heard Anne wildly scream as she reached orgasm and then watched Terry pull his slippery cock out of her cunt and rise over her squirming body. Anne eagerly reached for the rampant spear and gulped it into her mouth, her lips closing on it in a tight, demanding soft oval, her cheeks alternately puffing and contracting, her nostrils flaring as she sucked and moaned in wanton pleasure until the boy jerked furiously and spurted thick streams of rich, hot cum into her throat, fucking furiously into her demanding mouth.
Lorraine slipped away and said nothing, but felt her own body tingling with delight.
That night, when Anne went on a date, she called Terry to her bedroom and confronted him. He blushed furiously, unable to deny his incestuous conduct.
"You know your father would kill you," Lorraine said.
The boy folded and began to cry. He could not find words to plead for forgiveness, but his young stepmother offered him an escape route. Lorraine had thought carefully. There was something she needed but had never dared to ask her husband Paul to do for her, but now she could make Terry satisfy her.
"Stop that sniveling!" she said sharply. "Take your clothes off!"
"Huh?" the boy gulped, bewildered.
"Your father's going to be gone for two months," Lorraine said as she peeled her dressing gown off and stood in splendid nakedness before him. "I don't plan to stay alone in this room and listen to you fucking your sister… and I won't go out and pick up a man. Keep it all in the family!" She began to tear the clothes from the astounded boy, and as his tight jeans slithered down his legs, Lorraine pushed him onto her big bed, and without wasting a moment, ovaled her lips and enclosed his penis in them, sucking on it furiously until he was long and hard and deep in her throat. Her tongue swirled with unbelievable expertise, bringing him to aching rigidity.
And then his beautiful stepmother rolled off the bed as he was coming on fire. She knelt across it, her sleek thighs lewdly splayed open, her pale-fringed pussy swollen with desire as she reached back to spread the quaking cheeks of her smoothly rounded buttocks with both hands.
"Now!" she moaned. "Now, when you're good and hard!"
The still astonished boy dropped to his knees behind her. He grasped her writhing hips and, with one urgent lunge, drove his cock to the hilt in her wetly heated cunt.
"Not there! Damn it!" Lorraine cried in frustration. She pulled her ass cheeks even wider and thrust a finger deep into her tiny puckered anus, twisting it around. "Up here!
Unbelieving, the boy withdrew from her hotly clutching pussy as her hand grabbed his pulsating cock and guided it to the tight rubbery ring of her rectum.
"Ram it in!" his stepmother moaned. Terry Claff jammed himself forward and felt resistance, and then the parting of her anal flesh. Her puckering little anus was incredibly tight as she squirmed and humped back, and suddenly he was deeply embedded in her hot spongy flesh, and she was screwing back to absorb all of his throbbing cock. "Eeeeeyyaaahh!! Beautiful! BEAUTIFUL!!!"
After that night, Terry knew all he'd ever have to know about sex. But, in time, problems arose.
Anne fell in love with a Marine drill instructor and told Terry bluntly that the D.I. was fucking her so hard and often, she was no longer interested in continuing their incestuous affair. Occasionally she would yield to him, but not often enough.
To make matters worse, his father's employers had changed his work assignment so that he was more of an executive and could spend most of his time at home, and Lorraine was afraid they would be caught and sorrowfully ended their affair. Terry was bitter and finally went to his father, politely asking permission to live alone for awhile and see if he could support himself.