"Can't leave them. We're coaches. We're responsible for making sure this generation grows up big and strong."
"So help me get them into the locker room. We'll go have a drink."
The two dragged the bound Ron and Melinda into the locker room and set up one of the benches. The long wooden plank was just the thing for Sid.
He took out his roll of adhesive tape again. Pulling off a couple feet, he told Ellen, "Get Goldilocks spread out on the bench."
"And you really mean spread out, I suppose?" There was a wicked glint in her eyes. She was beginning to enjoy this.
"Yeah. One leg on each side of the seat so her cunt's spread wiiiide!"
Quick turns of the tape fastened Melinda's legs to the legs of the bench. Another turn of tape around her belly held her down on the rough wood plank. Sid eyed his handiwork and smiled.
"Now for the finale. Get Blue Balls and have him straddle his sister's face. I want him facing her feet, though."
Standing Ron upright was something of a chore for Ellen but she succeeded. Ron's ankles were bound to the other legs of the bench. Bending him forward put his face directly in his sister's snatch.
"That's the way I want him." Another twist of tape over Ron's back held the boy down so he couldn't move his head away from his sister's cunt.
The two were bound into a 69 position.
"Well, how do you like it?" Sid asked Ellen.
She began fondling his balls. "I think I like both of them, the kids, too," she said.
"Sex maniac. Let's fuck!"
"You promised me a drink first. Then… let's fuck!"
Laughing, the two coaches left Ron and Melinda to their own devices.
Ron took a few minutes to recover his senses. He hadn't exactly passed out.
It took only a few minutes to realize the fix they were in. His back hurt from the unnatural position. He guessed his sister wasn't in the best of condition, either. Not with her twat split this wide open – and all for him.
The noises from the office told of what the two coaches were doing. They were getting progressively drunker and beginning to fuck. The sloppy noises could have been either whiskey in glasses sloshing around – or a cock driving hard up a juicy quim.
Ron thought he knew which it was.
His sister stirred, then groaned.
"Sis, are you still with me?"
"Oh, God, I hurt. I hurt all over. And my poor pussy hurts worst of all. What have they done to us?"
"Looks bad unless we can loosen the adhesive tape and get free. Is there any slack in the tape you can feel?"
"None," came her disappointing answer. "But won't they hear us if we do try to escape?"
"The way they're going at it, they wouldn't hear a bull elephant charging them. And they're getting drunk, too. That's in our favor."
"What should we do?"
The boy thought for a moment. He was continually being distracted by the nearness of his sister's twat. Finally, he decided there was no reason they couldn't combine a little pleasure with their escape attempt.
If anything, the wild physical release of orgasm might give them enough strength to break free of their taped bonds.
"Just start wiggling all over. Don't fight directly against the tape. That'll only tighten it. Wiggle, yeah, that's the way!"
And he felt his prick getting hard at the way she was wiggling. Her ass was scooting around on the wooden bench in the most erotic way possible. He couldn't possibly miss it. His face was just inches away.
"Ron! You're getting a boner!"
"Hell, yes," he moaned. "The sight I'm seeing is getting to me. Ummm, hey, you don't have to suck an me!"
"But I want to. After what that bitch did, you deserve it!"
He wasn't going to tell her she couldn't. Her mouth was so soothing – and at the same time, stimulating. He felt his hips begin to twitch with renewed vigor as soon as her wet mouth clamped onto the end of his cock. It was the very thing he needed to keep going.
He relaxed his neck a little and let his face bury itself in her snatch. It didn't take more than a few seconds before he was greeted with a flow of juice leaking from between her labia.
He began licking.
The taste of her cunt juice turned him on. He could feel the adrenaline surging through his veins. Strength returned to him. He might not have found the Fountain of Youth, but it was damn near as good!
He began slurping loudly, not caring if anyone heard. This was too good to pass up. Besides, what his sister was doing to his cock deserved a little eating out in return.
He captured her clit with his tongue. He pushed it around a bit, then moved it over to where he could suck it into his mouth. The erectile tissue quavered with lust. He sucked harder and let it slip between his lips.
Kissing it, he gave it the full attention he could offer. The slippery little organ was throbbing with life now. And it was his mouth that caused it to twitch so!
The girl had been dog-tired. And he was bringing her out of it. Him, her very own brother and he was doing it with his mouth fastened over her twat.
A convulsive shudder hit his body. He shouldn't be doing this. As much as he loved his sister – lusted after her fowl – this was incest. It was wrong. It was a sin.
"Are you okay, darling? Your body's shaking like a leaf."
"Umph, just fine. Loving every second of this."
"So am I!"
Her earnest young voice convinced him that anything feeling this good couldn't possibly be evil. Sure, they'd been forced into it at first. But not now. They both knew what they wanted and they wanted each other!
He didn't say another word. His mouth showed her exactly the way he felt about her.
The salty juices oozing from her twat spurred him on. His tongue worked from her clit to the flaps of her labia and then back to her perineum. Here, he lavished great care.
Tiring of this, he worked even deeper between the twin globes of her buttocks. Wiggling and twisting his tongue around, he managed to get it forced into her asshole.
The tight little muscle felt like a vise around his tongue. The thick ring of muscle clamped feverishly on him. He had to twitch a little to work his tongue up his sister's anus. The minute he did, he tasted something thick on his tongue.
He tongue-fucked her ass a couple times, then it hit him. This was his very own cum! He'd just finished whitewashing the girl's rectum and this was his jism.
Then all such thoughts became tangled in his brain. The feelings from having her sucking on his cock began to reach him. The warmth had spread. Like thick oil on water, it totally coated his senses and moved sluggishly throughout his loins.
Her mouth was one in a million. Her tongue worked avidly on the tip of his cock. Her teeth stroked the sides of his pecker until he was about ready to cream in her mouth. Then she soothed his ravaged cock with her soft lips. Kissing and licking, she relaxed him – and excited him at the same time.
He had to tell her how much he got off on what she was doing. But if he did, he'd have to abandon his post at her asshole. He was reluctant to take his tongue out of her.
She settled the matter for him while he was flexing his tongue as far up her rear as he could get it.
She came.
Her entire body convulsed and then began bucking wildly. If they hadn't been, tied down to the bench, he would have been thrown off so violent was her cum. As it was, he last position at her ass. He had to settle for her cunt. The sudden flow of her juices made a tasty treat for him. He continued sucking and licking as his sister rocked through the ultimate of human delights.
Then when her orgasm had subsided a little, he managed to say, "I think you're super, Sis. I love the way your mouth works all over my cock. But, damnit, it tickles when you kiss my balls!"