As she came hard, she milked Phil's prick with her sucking mouth while he continued, to come, trying to get even more jizz from his cock. As he finished coming and started to slip his limp prick from his sister's mouth, she clasped her lips tightly around it, not allowing him to pull his cock out until she had licked the last few lingering drops of cum from the tip of his prick.
Phil finally pulled his soft cock from Candy's mouth with a wet, squishing sound and fell onto the sand next to her. Hank was lying on the other side of his sister, and both he and his brother looked fondly at the young blonde who lay, panting heavily, between them.
"Mmmmmm, Phil, your cum tasted heavenly! I loved it!" she giggled, licking her cum coated lips.
"Hey, what am I? Chopped liver?" Hank asked, laughing.
Candy reached over and stroked her brother's big, hardening cock. "With that big fuck-stick? Hardly!"
The three teens laughed. They all felt closer than they ever had before.
"You sure liked it when I popped your cherry, Candy!" Phil said, reaching over and fondling his sister's huge tits, which were already heaving with desire once again.
"Mmmm, I sure did! I loved it when you popped my cherry! And I loved it when you fucked me so good and hard too, Hank! And I loved sucking you off, Phil! I loved it all!"
And again they all laughed.
"It was a dream come true," Candy muttered. "I've been wanting to fuck you too for along time and now it's finally happened! I'm so happy!"
Phil squeezed her tits. "You have any other dreams you'd like to tell us about, honey?"
Candy frowned. "What do you mean, Phil?"
"You know… what I mean, don't you, Hank?" Phil said, winking at his brother.
Hank caught on immediately. "Sure! Phil and I have talked about it a lot, Candy!"
"Talked about what? What in the world are the two of you talking about?" she asked, more confused now than ever.
"About Daddy," Phil muttered, still stroking her tits.
"Daddy? What about him?" she shrugged, trying to sound casual. But for some reason, her pussy was twitching hotly at the mere mention of her father.
"It's simple, honey," Phil said. "We've seen you and Daddy looking at each other when each of you thought the other wasn't looking. It's obvious that you two want to fuck each other!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Wendy Dayton sat in the living room of the beach house, looking at her beautiful face reflected in the glass top of the coffee table. Her cunt tinged at the hot memory of what her sister, Candy, had told her just last night.
At first, Wendy hadn't believed it when Candy had told her that, just that morning, both Hank and Phil had fucked her. She had been amazed and very, very turned on. But then, as the younger girl had gone on with her story, telling her detail after detail of her torrid fuck session with their brothers, Wendy had not only believed Candy, but she had urged her to toil her everything she could possibly remember.
Wendy's pussy had grown hotter and hotter as she had listened to her sister's tale of having her cherry popped by her brother. After she had listened to Candy for a while, she had made an excuse to leave the room so that she could go into the bathroom and finger-fuck herself to orgasm. She had been really turned on by the idea of her brothers fucking her sister.
The older girl hadn't been able to get out of her mind Candy's lewd description of their brothers' cocks. Both Hank and Phil had huge cocks, Candy had told her. And Wendy's cunt had tingled with excitement at the thought of seeing their big pricks, touching them, sucking them, feeling their cocks in her own pussy.
Wendy had always been attracted to her brothers, especially to Hank. There was something about her brother's air of innocence, combined with his young but undeniable masculinity, that had always attracted Wendy. She had been having fantasies about fucking her brother for a long time now. And what Candy had told her yesterday had only intensified the older girl's desires until, finally, she had to admit to herself that she would never be satisfied until she felt Hank's big, thick cock in her pussy!
Wendy was alone in the house. Her parents were down the beach at a friend's house. And Hank, Phil and Candy were outside on the beach. They had asked Wendy to join them, but she had begged off, needing to be alone, to get her thoughts together about her fuck-lust for Hank.
She went over to the built-in bar and poured herself a stiff drink. She didn't drink that much as a rule, but she sure needed something today! And she knew that if her parents were home, she wouldn't have gotten away with it. Her father wouldn't mind. He was really cool, more like a good friend than a father. But her mother was a really uptight woman, and she had made it clear more than once that she didn't approve of any of her kids drinking anything stronger than Cokes.
Now, Wendy turned on some loud rock music, took a long drink, and refilled her glass, then sat down on the couch again. Wendy was a beautiful girl. She already had a face of a real beauty. Like Candy, she was slim with long, slender legs, but huge tits. In fact, she and Candy looked very much, alike. And, since there was only a year's difference between them, people outside the family frequently mistook them for twins.
The pretty blonde unconsciously reached down to her bikini-clad cunt and started to rub the flimsy fabric up into her barely covered pussylips. She rubbed her cunt harder, moaning a little as she tried to imagine what it might feel like to have her brother's cock fucked up her pussy.
She took her hand from her cunt, sighing heavily as she realized that no amount of finger-fucking would give her the sensation she really needed. Nothing but Hank's cock would give her that.
She picked up her drink and downed the whole glass, refilled it, and downed that one just as quickly. Suddenly, she realized that she didn't have to endure this sexual frustration any longer. Why shouldn't she be able to fuck Hank if that was what she wanted? For all she knew, he wanted to fuck her just as much! There was only one way to find out.
She walked to the door, opened it, and for a few seconds, she stood there, gazing down the beach where Hank and Phil were tossing a football around while Candy sat on the sand, working on her tan. Wendy smiled as she saw Hank's rippling muscles. He was so muscular and well-built for such a young boy. Knowing how young he was just made him seem all the more exciting to the girl.
Suddenly, she knew she couldn't wait any longer. She stepped out onto the porch and cupped her hands around her mouth, yelling as loudly as she could. "Hank! Will you come in her for a minute? I need you!" She grinned as she said those last words. Nothing could be closer to the truth!
A few minutes later, Hank bounded into the house, grinning at his big sister. "What's up, Sis? What did you need me for?"
Wendy smiled at him. She was still sitting on the couch but she had parted her legs widely, and now she threw her arms up onto the back of the couch, knowing that the movement made her big tits jut out all the more. She saw her brother's eyes move quickly to her crotch, then her tits, and she saw a red flush creep up over his neck and face, and he glanced away in embarrassment.
"Oh, Hank, I'm just feeling kind of lonely. And it's fun being able to sit here and have a few drinks without Mom around to get all bent out of shape about it. I just thought you could share a drink with me and keep me company."
"Okay by me," Hank said, smiling at her again.
As she brushed by her brother on her way to the bar, Wendy glanced down at his bikini briefs. She inhaled sharply at the erotic sight of his wet briefs tightly clinging to his cock bulge. She managed to brush by him in such a way that her big tit touched his muscular arm, and she was rewarded by a telltale swelling of his cock-bulge, which seemed to be growing harder even as she stared at it.