Chapter 6
After supper, Bill sat in front of the TV, apparently no different than
usual. But he was secretly stunned, inwardly incredulous. He stared at
the TV show, but his eyes saw nothing on the screen. Cindy and Ellen
thought he was watching the show with them.
He was convinced now. His fantasy finally converted his skeptical mind.
Why not? he thought. Why shouldn't they be having sex with a dog?
He recalled that he had a whole stack of books and magazines concealed
in the bedroom closet. They were full of stories and articles about
women fucking with animals. Bill usually read them in private when he
felt like exciting himself and jacking off.
Now the material meant something new and fresh to him. He had often
wondered, while reading the raunchy literature, just where all those
sexy girls came from who confessed their sexual feelings for horny dogs
and mules and horses and goats. Why not his own wife and his kid
sister? Where else would such sensuous females come from?
It just never dawned on him before that Ellen could fuck an animal. And
Cindy! Why, she was only a teenager. He shot quick glances at his
wife's revealing dress and at Cindy's T-shirt. Tied in a knot as it
was, the material was stretched extra tight over her sharply pointing
tits.
God, what tits, he thought hotly.
He looked again at the TV set and wondered what he should do. His new
knowledge was driving him out of his mind. His wife and his baby
sister-fucking around with Samson!
What did they do to him? Play with his prick? Make him lick their
cunts? Fuck him? Suck him off? What?
His cock raged between his hot legs and his mind burned with erotic
images of Samson licking his big tongue on Cindy's cute little pussy.
He pictured the dog fucking Ellen's juicy cunt. He imagined both girls
licking and sucking the animal's rigid fuck-pole.
He would have driven himself into a frenzy of horniness if he hadn't at
last remembered something he'd secretly read in a few of Ellen's
women's magazines. He remembered some women writing about sexual
freedom.
He glanced at the two beauties on the sofa and recalled that in this
modern day and age, sexually liberated chicks did lots of things they
never mentioned to men. After having read a few of those mind-expanding
books, Bill had discovered that he agreed in many ways. Why shouldn't
lonely housewives get off during the day while their busy husbands
worked? Why shouldn't a perfectly healthy female fuck her pet dog if
she wanted to? These thoughts brought some peace to Ellen's chaotic
mind. After all, if it excited him that girls played with animals and
came like crazy, why should he get angry if those girls were his own
wife and sister? Fair is fair.
Then, too, those women's books never said a guy couldn't enjoy the fact
that females liked to suck animals. In fact, Bill had read some
accounts where the husbands and even fathers got in on the act after a
while.
Were Ellen and Cindy like that? Bill wondered. Would they let him watch
while they did sexy things with Samson? A glance at his wife and sister
told him no, for some reason. Maybe they'd be too embarrassed. Ellen
had never said anything about liking sex with animals. Even when Bill
and she shared erotic fantasies, she'd never mentioned anything about
juicy thoughts concerning dogs. If Ellen and Cindy were getting it on
with Samson, maybe they would want to keep it secret and very private.
"You okay, honey?"
Bill started. He hadn't seen Ellen get up and come to his side. She
rested a hand on his shoulder and peered at him.
"Huh? Yeah, sure," he muttered.
Ellen perched her cute ass on the arm of his recliner and her tits
strained hard in the V of her dress. "You seem so quiet tonight," she
said. "Is something on your mind?"
To keep her off track, Bill moved his eyes from her naked thighs to her
pointed tits and grinned. "No more than usual," he kidded.
"Ewwww, you flirt," Ellen cooed, and she slipped her curvy round ass
onto his lap. His prick throbbed up against his crotch as her arm
slipped around his neck. He could see half of one naked tit in her
neckline.
"Honey," he rasped, "not when Cindy's sitting right here."
Under normal conditions, Ellen always yielded to Bill's opinions. But
now she laughed and her tits jiggled. "Don't be silly," she giggled.
"Cindy's no child. You treat her like she's still two or three. She's a
teen, for goodness sake."
Bill looked around his wife's thrusting tits at his kid sister. Cindy
was smiling brightly. "You don't mind this?" he asked.
"Uh-uh," Cindy said and shook her head. Her smile broadened and a
twinkle entered her blue eyes.
That was all she said, but Bill was surprised to see her eyes light up
like that. Her reply was innocent enough, but the look in her eyes said
much more.
He swallowed nervously and averted his sister's penetrating eyes. He
gave Ellen's narrow waist a squeeze and said, "How about some more
coffee?"
"Sure," she said and grabbed his cup.
When she was in the kitchen, Bill lost all reason, and he turned to
Cindy with a grin growing on his handsome face. "Would you like to sit
on my lap?" he asked.
He didn't know what made him ask such a thing of his sister, but her
reply startled him even more. Cindy's eyes deliberately rested on the
huge bulge in his pants and, with a saucy little giggle, she said, "Not
right now!"
That meant a lot to Bill. It meant she was not frightened of a big man-
sized cock. It meant she didn't care that he was her own brother. It
meant that she was cock-teasing him by gazing at his hard-on and
pretending his prick alarmed her. Or maybe she was really turned on by
the immensity of his hard-on.
Now Cindy stared at the TV and it was Bill's turn to watch her. Was he
mistaken or were her pretty tits rising and falling faster?
Cindy gulped as she watched the TV show. God, she thought, what made me
do that? I wish he'd stop staring at me like that! My tits feel naked!
I think he really likes them. What would he do if I showed them to him?
The naughty thought aroused her clit and her pussy-lips squeezed
against it. She felt her nipples stand up and just knew that her
brother could see them making their own bumps in her tight T-shirt. She
felt Samson's warm fur against her ankle and she pressed her foot
against his body.
When Ellen returned with Bill's coffee, Cindy breathed deeply and said,
"I think I'll go to bed early tonight. I'm awfully tired."
Bill saw Ellen smile at Cindy as she purred, "Why don't you do that?"
Cindy got to her feet and went up to Ellen. She gave her sister-in-law
a peck on the cheek. Bill didn't see her dart her tongue, but Ellen
felt it and shivered inside. Her pussy leaked.
Cindy bent down and gave Bill a warm kiss on the cheek. Bill's eyes
widened on her jutting young tits, so near, so hard, so round. He
gripped the arm of his chair to keep from grabbing one of her luscious
tits. His cock throbbed in his pants.
"Goodnight," Cindy purred, smiling at Ellen.
Ellen and Bill said goodnight, and Bill watched his sister's lovely
young ass swing sexily as she moved to the stairs. Her ass twitched
excitingly as she mounted the steps. Samson followed her, and Bill
swallowed hard.
A moment later he heard her bedroom door close. Christ, he thought
hotly, is she going to keep that fucking dog in her room all night? The
very thought made his prick jerk.
Ellen saw that, but never guessed the reason for it. All she knew was
that her hubby was horny as hell tonight for some reason.
"Did you stop in the Beer Mug on the way home?" she asked.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Why?"
Ellen smiled. "You seem awfully horny."
"Hey!" Bill erupted. "That ain't from the bar! It's from watching you
swing your ass around here in that little dress! How in hell do you
still get into that thing?"
"Mmmmm, I like it when you look at me like that." She stretched out on
the sofa and purred. "Why don't we do it on the sofa? You haven't
fucked me here in a long time."
"Shhhh!" Bill shushed her, shooting a glance at the stairs.
"Will you stop worrying about Cindy, for God's sake!"
Bill felt foolish and he chuckled. Ellen was right. Cindy was up in her
room with a God damned dog, and here he was worrying about her seeing
him fuck his own wife!
He got to his feet and yanked his pants open. His big wet prick bobbed
up and down before Ellen's smoldering eyes.
"Ohhhhh, gooood," she whimpered, immediately on fire. She tugged her
dress up onto her flat belly and pushed her lovely legs wide open so
her horny husband could see every inch of her beautiful, black-haired,
hot cunt.
Bill climbed between her white thighs, and Ellen reached down between
them. She gripped his thick, blood-engorged cock and guided his prick
to the narrow, glistening slit of her fiery pussy. Bill groaned when
his bulging cockhead kissed her cunt. Taking a deep breath, he fucked
every solid inch of his throbbing prick deep into her hornily quivering
cunt-chute.
Ellen gasped with pleasure at his vicious attack. Her whole body
responded beautifully. Her tits arched and her pussy clenched on his
fucking cock. Impaled by his rigid fuck-pole, she humped and thrashed,
rose to meet his fucking cock, moaned when his prick backed out,
twisted her cunt hornily and mashed her hot ass into the sofa cushion
as Bill fucked his powerful cock into her.
The rapid and vicious fucking made her head spin. It was glorious! Bill
was so fucking hot! Jesus, but he was horny! And his cock felt so
damned huge!
"My asshole!" Ellen gasped erotically. "Ohhh, Bill, stick your finger
up my ass while you fuck me!"
Bill loved it when his wife turned on. He bent his head and sucked a
spiking nipple into his hot mouth. At the same time, he obeyed her
wishes and shoved his middle finger straight up into her writhing
asshole as he fucked his wet cock into her cunt.
Ellen whimpered and lurched under him, stunned by the overwhelming
pleasure of the fast fuck. Her mewling sounds excited Bill further. He
chomped on her tits and fucked his finger deep into her squirming
asshole. Again and again he fucked every solid inch of his aching cock
into her pussy and fucked her with a fury.
"Bill! Bill!" she shrieked. "Ohhh, Jesus, I'm gonna come already! Come
in me! Give it to me, honey! Fuck your jism into my cunt as I come!"
Bill sucked the hell out of her stiff, quivering nipples and fucked all
of his prick into her tight pussy. His balls slapped her ass loudly as
his whole prick fucked into her fuck-hole. Sweat formed on his brow as
he fucked his cock to her faster and faster.
Ellen squealed. Bill groaned. Her pussy jerked wildly and thrashed
hornily as great washes of pussy-juice cascaded through her sucking
cunt-canal. Bill groaned like a hurt animal and pumped a magnificent
load of hot come into her creaming cunt. The mutual orgasm lasted for
an eternity as they rocked and fucked and panted hotly.
"Ohhh, God," Ellen whimpered as the volcano subsided. "That was soooo
nice. Ummm, I want more. Ohhh, honey, let's go upstairs and get it on!"
Bill laughingly consented to that idea. Hand in hand, they ran upstairs
and dived into bed naked, where Ellen quickly took his prick into her
sexy mouth and got his cock rigid again. Then Bill hornily fucked her
throat and gave her a load of jism to drink.
After that, Ellen sucked him hard again and he fucked her asshole for
her. Then he fucked her pussy once again--doggie-style, with Ellen on
all fours. As he pumped his big load of cock-cream into her hungry
cunt, only one thought remained in his horny mind--what in the hell was
Cindy doing with Samson?
He had to know. He just had to! He had to confirm or disprove his
suspicions, his erotic fantasies. So he fucked his wife silly and
fucked her pussy until she was thoroughly exhausted.
Later, as she cuddled in the crook of his arm, she toyed with his spent
prick and purred, "God, you were vicious tonight. Sooo gooood."
Bill gently stroked her firm lovely tits until she was gently snoring.
Then he inched his way off the bed. Naked and breathing deeply, his
prick slowly rising, he stole his way out of the room and down to
Cindy's bedroom.
He gripped the doorknob slowly and turned it an inch at a time. The
moment he eased the door ajar, he heard the sounds that would turn any
man into a fucking beast.
"Ohhhhh, Samson," he heard his kid sister whimper with helpless
passion, "lick it goooood!"
Gritting his teeth, Bill eased the door open and poked his head inside.
The moon was bright enough outside for him to see the most beautiful
sight in the world. At last he saw his sexy little sister naked.
The first thing he took note of was the thrust of her perfect tits,
naked now. Then he saw her back arched like a bow with her head and
heels dug into the mattress. He couldn't see her pussy. Samson's huge
head was in the way! The animal was licking Cindy's cunt!
"Lick it! Lick it!" Cindy breathed, hotly twisting her pussy at the
dog.
Bill slipped inside the room and eased the door shut. He stood with his
back against the wall, his cock sticking straight up like a rigid iron
pipe as his hot eyes burned into the lascivious scene on the bed.
He had always wanted to see his pretty little sister in the nude, but
this was fantastic! Cindy was coming hotly on the bed and fucking her
furry pussy hornily against the wet doggie-tongue. She was obviously in
the throes of ecstasy as Samson lashed her clit and fuck-hole with his
tongue. That's what blew Bill's mind, the fact that his innocent,
virginal kid sister loved it!
As Bill ogled, a drop of pre-cum oozed out of his piss-hole and
dribbled down the shaft of his throbbing prick. He felt that hot drop
as it flowed down the shaft. Without taking his eyes from his sister's
thrashing young body, he grasped his cock and milked his prick slowly
up and down in his fist. His boner got larger and thicker with every
passing minute.
He was prepared to stand there all night and watch the sexy show as he
pumped his prick. But he forgot something important. Dogs don't have to
see a person to know he is present.
Samson suddenly stopped licking Cindy's hot cunt. He turned his head
and sniffed the air. He whined for a moment, then leapt from the bed
and barked.
"Down, Samson!" Bill had to rasp hotly.
The dog immediately cowered and shut his mouth. Cindy gasped and
quickly turned the light on.
"Bill!" she gasped.
Bill's fever rose sky-high. He knew he couldn't leave her room now. Not
when Cindy's body was totally naked, not when his prick was giant and
aching.
His eyes traveled over her heaving, pointed tits, down her belly to her
sweet, furry cunt. Cindy's lovely legs were spread wide open and she
was too breathless to think of closing them. She felt riveted to the
bed by her big brother's horny eyes.
Bill felt an incredible aching begin in his groin. Years of cock-
teasing thoughts coursed down into his balls, and he knew he couldn't
resist touching his sister. He was about to beg her to be quiet, to let
him have his way with her, to try to understand how he felt. But he
didn't have to.
Just when he fought in his mind for the convincing argument, Cindy
whimpered, "Please don't tell on me ..."
It dazed Bill's burning brain. Tell who? Ellen must already know. What
was she talking about?
His prick jerked and the reality dawned on him in a flash. The
quivering, panting teenager thought he would tell their parents! She
was afraid he would tell their mom and dad! Bill almost laughed out
loud. But he didn't. His thick aching cock inspired his lustful
cleverness.
With a courage born of obscene desire, he moved up to the side of
Cindy's bed. He saw her gaze rivet on his enormous wet cock and heard
her startled gasp.
"I won't tell if you're nice to me," he rasped. His heart beat a rapid
tattoo in his chest and his blood ran hot. It was now or never.
Cindy was in a sexual tumult, too. Her ripe jutting tits heaved
nervously and her cute ears burned to hear her brother say that. Then,
too, she couldn't take her eyes off of his magnificently stiff cock!
"I--I'll be nice to you," she whimpered helplessly.
Bill groaned. Even as she spoke the magic words, he found it hard to
believe that this was really happening. He licked his lips nervously
and leaned his thighs against the side of her mattress. His erect cock
stuck straight out, soaked with glistening pre-cum, and throbbed
dangerously close to her thrusting tits.
"Put your hands on it," Bill rasped hotly.
A soft sound escaped Cindy's throat, but she didn't hesitate. She
really believed her big brother would report her to her parents.
Her soft, slender hand reached out and her fingers curled around his
thick throbbing cockshaft. She slowly milked his cock for him and
stared at his prick hotly.
Bill shivered and rasped, "I've dreamed of this. Your hand feels so
good, Cindy. Play with it. Jesus, jerk my cock. You're so fucking
pretty!"
"Bill!" Cindy gasped, alarmed by his sudden outburst of horniness.
"Oh, Cindy," he murmured His knees trembled like jello as he leaned
down and licked his thick tongue up and down her firm jutting tits.
Her pink nipples spiked hotly, and Cindy whimpered when he started
sucking on one of them. Her fist tightened around his cock and her
breath caught in her throat.
"Bill ..." she whispered hoarsely. "You aren't gonna fuck me, are you?"
After supper, Bill sat in front of the TV, apparently no different than
usual. But he was secretly stunned, inwardly incredulous. He stared at
the TV show, but his eyes saw nothing on the screen. Cindy and Ellen
thought he was watching the show with them.
He was convinced now. His fantasy finally converted his skeptical mind.
Why not? he thought. Why shouldn't they be having sex with a dog?
He recalled that he had a whole stack of books and magazines concealed
in the bedroom closet. They were full of stories and articles about
women fucking with animals. Bill usually read them in private when he
felt like exciting himself and jacking off.
Now the material meant something new and fresh to him. He had often
wondered, while reading the raunchy literature, just where all those
sexy girls came from who confessed their sexual feelings for horny dogs
and mules and horses and goats. Why not his own wife and his kid
sister? Where else would such sensuous females come from?
It just never dawned on him before that Ellen could fuck an animal. And
Cindy! Why, she was only a teenager. He shot quick glances at his
wife's revealing dress and at Cindy's T-shirt. Tied in a knot as it
was, the material was stretched extra tight over her sharply pointing
tits.
God, what tits, he thought hotly.
He looked again at the TV set and wondered what he should do. His new
knowledge was driving him out of his mind. His wife and his baby
sister-fucking around with Samson!
What did they do to him? Play with his prick? Make him lick their
cunts? Fuck him? Suck him off? What?
His cock raged between his hot legs and his mind burned with erotic
images of Samson licking his big tongue on Cindy's cute little pussy.
He pictured the dog fucking Ellen's juicy cunt. He imagined both girls
licking and sucking the animal's rigid fuck-pole.
He would have driven himself into a frenzy of horniness if he hadn't at
last remembered something he'd secretly read in a few of Ellen's
women's magazines. He remembered some women writing about sexual
freedom.
He glanced at the two beauties on the sofa and recalled that in this
modern day and age, sexually liberated chicks did lots of things they
never mentioned to men. After having read a few of those mind-expanding
books, Bill had discovered that he agreed in many ways. Why shouldn't
lonely housewives get off during the day while their busy husbands
worked? Why shouldn't a perfectly healthy female fuck her pet dog if
she wanted to? These thoughts brought some peace to Ellen's chaotic
mind. After all, if it excited him that girls played with animals and
came like crazy, why should he get angry if those girls were his own
wife and sister? Fair is fair.
Then, too, those women's books never said a guy couldn't enjoy the fact
that females liked to suck animals. In fact, Bill had read some
accounts where the husbands and even fathers got in on the act after a
while.
Were Ellen and Cindy like that? Bill wondered. Would they let him watch
while they did sexy things with Samson? A glance at his wife and sister
told him no, for some reason. Maybe they'd be too embarrassed. Ellen
had never said anything about liking sex with animals. Even when Bill
and she shared erotic fantasies, she'd never mentioned anything about
juicy thoughts concerning dogs. If Ellen and Cindy were getting it on
with Samson, maybe they would want to keep it secret and very private.
"You okay, honey?"
Bill started. He hadn't seen Ellen get up and come to his side. She
rested a hand on his shoulder and peered at him.
"Huh? Yeah, sure," he muttered.
Ellen perched her cute ass on the arm of his recliner and her tits
strained hard in the V of her dress. "You seem so quiet tonight," she
said. "Is something on your mind?"
To keep her off track, Bill moved his eyes from her naked thighs to her
pointed tits and grinned. "No more than usual," he kidded.
"Ewwww, you flirt," Ellen cooed, and she slipped her curvy round ass
onto his lap. His prick throbbed up against his crotch as her arm
slipped around his neck. He could see half of one naked tit in her
neckline.
"Honey," he rasped, "not when Cindy's sitting right here."
Under normal conditions, Ellen always yielded to Bill's opinions. But
now she laughed and her tits jiggled. "Don't be silly," she giggled.
"Cindy's no child. You treat her like she's still two or three. She's a
teen, for goodness sake."
Bill looked around his wife's thrusting tits at his kid sister. Cindy
was smiling brightly. "You don't mind this?" he asked.
"Uh-uh," Cindy said and shook her head. Her smile broadened and a
twinkle entered her blue eyes.
That was all she said, but Bill was surprised to see her eyes light up
like that. Her reply was innocent enough, but the look in her eyes said
much more.
He swallowed nervously and averted his sister's penetrating eyes. He
gave Ellen's narrow waist a squeeze and said, "How about some more
coffee?"
"Sure," she said and grabbed his cup.
When she was in the kitchen, Bill lost all reason, and he turned to
Cindy with a grin growing on his handsome face. "Would you like to sit
on my lap?" he asked.
He didn't know what made him ask such a thing of his sister, but her
reply startled him even more. Cindy's eyes deliberately rested on the
huge bulge in his pants and, with a saucy little giggle, she said, "Not
right now!"
That meant a lot to Bill. It meant she was not frightened of a big man-
sized cock. It meant she didn't care that he was her own brother. It
meant that she was cock-teasing him by gazing at his hard-on and
pretending his prick alarmed her. Or maybe she was really turned on by
the immensity of his hard-on.
Now Cindy stared at the TV and it was Bill's turn to watch her. Was he
mistaken or were her pretty tits rising and falling faster?
Cindy gulped as she watched the TV show. God, she thought, what made me
do that? I wish he'd stop staring at me like that! My tits feel naked!
I think he really likes them. What would he do if I showed them to him?
The naughty thought aroused her clit and her pussy-lips squeezed
against it. She felt her nipples stand up and just knew that her
brother could see them making their own bumps in her tight T-shirt. She
felt Samson's warm fur against her ankle and she pressed her foot
against his body.
When Ellen returned with Bill's coffee, Cindy breathed deeply and said,
"I think I'll go to bed early tonight. I'm awfully tired."
Bill saw Ellen smile at Cindy as she purred, "Why don't you do that?"
Cindy got to her feet and went up to Ellen. She gave her sister-in-law
a peck on the cheek. Bill didn't see her dart her tongue, but Ellen
felt it and shivered inside. Her pussy leaked.
Cindy bent down and gave Bill a warm kiss on the cheek. Bill's eyes
widened on her jutting young tits, so near, so hard, so round. He
gripped the arm of his chair to keep from grabbing one of her luscious
tits. His cock throbbed in his pants.
"Goodnight," Cindy purred, smiling at Ellen.
Ellen and Bill said goodnight, and Bill watched his sister's lovely
young ass swing sexily as she moved to the stairs. Her ass twitched
excitingly as she mounted the steps. Samson followed her, and Bill
swallowed hard.
A moment later he heard her bedroom door close. Christ, he thought
hotly, is she going to keep that fucking dog in her room all night? The
very thought made his prick jerk.
Ellen saw that, but never guessed the reason for it. All she knew was
that her hubby was horny as hell tonight for some reason.
"Did you stop in the Beer Mug on the way home?" she asked.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Why?"
Ellen smiled. "You seem awfully horny."
"Hey!" Bill erupted. "That ain't from the bar! It's from watching you
swing your ass around here in that little dress! How in hell do you
still get into that thing?"
"Mmmmm, I like it when you look at me like that." She stretched out on
the sofa and purred. "Why don't we do it on the sofa? You haven't
fucked me here in a long time."
"Shhhh!" Bill shushed her, shooting a glance at the stairs.
"Will you stop worrying about Cindy, for God's sake!"
Bill felt foolish and he chuckled. Ellen was right. Cindy was up in her
room with a God damned dog, and here he was worrying about her seeing
him fuck his own wife!
He got to his feet and yanked his pants open. His big wet prick bobbed
up and down before Ellen's smoldering eyes.
"Ohhhhh, gooood," she whimpered, immediately on fire. She tugged her
dress up onto her flat belly and pushed her lovely legs wide open so
her horny husband could see every inch of her beautiful, black-haired,
hot cunt.
Bill climbed between her white thighs, and Ellen reached down between
them. She gripped his thick, blood-engorged cock and guided his prick
to the narrow, glistening slit of her fiery pussy. Bill groaned when
his bulging cockhead kissed her cunt. Taking a deep breath, he fucked
every solid inch of his throbbing prick deep into her hornily quivering
cunt-chute.
Ellen gasped with pleasure at his vicious attack. Her whole body
responded beautifully. Her tits arched and her pussy clenched on his
fucking cock. Impaled by his rigid fuck-pole, she humped and thrashed,
rose to meet his fucking cock, moaned when his prick backed out,
twisted her cunt hornily and mashed her hot ass into the sofa cushion
as Bill fucked his powerful cock into her.
The rapid and vicious fucking made her head spin. It was glorious! Bill
was so fucking hot! Jesus, but he was horny! And his cock felt so
damned huge!
"My asshole!" Ellen gasped erotically. "Ohhh, Bill, stick your finger
up my ass while you fuck me!"
Bill loved it when his wife turned on. He bent his head and sucked a
spiking nipple into his hot mouth. At the same time, he obeyed her
wishes and shoved his middle finger straight up into her writhing
asshole as he fucked his wet cock into her cunt.
Ellen whimpered and lurched under him, stunned by the overwhelming
pleasure of the fast fuck. Her mewling sounds excited Bill further. He
chomped on her tits and fucked his finger deep into her squirming
asshole. Again and again he fucked every solid inch of his aching cock
into her pussy and fucked her with a fury.
"Bill! Bill!" she shrieked. "Ohhh, Jesus, I'm gonna come already! Come
in me! Give it to me, honey! Fuck your jism into my cunt as I come!"
Bill sucked the hell out of her stiff, quivering nipples and fucked all
of his prick into her tight pussy. His balls slapped her ass loudly as
his whole prick fucked into her fuck-hole. Sweat formed on his brow as
he fucked his cock to her faster and faster.
Ellen squealed. Bill groaned. Her pussy jerked wildly and thrashed
hornily as great washes of pussy-juice cascaded through her sucking
cunt-canal. Bill groaned like a hurt animal and pumped a magnificent
load of hot come into her creaming cunt. The mutual orgasm lasted for
an eternity as they rocked and fucked and panted hotly.
"Ohhh, God," Ellen whimpered as the volcano subsided. "That was soooo
nice. Ummm, I want more. Ohhh, honey, let's go upstairs and get it on!"
Bill laughingly consented to that idea. Hand in hand, they ran upstairs
and dived into bed naked, where Ellen quickly took his prick into her
sexy mouth and got his cock rigid again. Then Bill hornily fucked her
throat and gave her a load of jism to drink.
After that, Ellen sucked him hard again and he fucked her asshole for
her. Then he fucked her pussy once again--doggie-style, with Ellen on
all fours. As he pumped his big load of cock-cream into her hungry
cunt, only one thought remained in his horny mind--what in the hell was
Cindy doing with Samson?
He had to know. He just had to! He had to confirm or disprove his
suspicions, his erotic fantasies. So he fucked his wife silly and
fucked her pussy until she was thoroughly exhausted.
Later, as she cuddled in the crook of his arm, she toyed with his spent
prick and purred, "God, you were vicious tonight. Sooo gooood."
Bill gently stroked her firm lovely tits until she was gently snoring.
Then he inched his way off the bed. Naked and breathing deeply, his
prick slowly rising, he stole his way out of the room and down to
Cindy's bedroom.
He gripped the doorknob slowly and turned it an inch at a time. The
moment he eased the door ajar, he heard the sounds that would turn any
man into a fucking beast.
"Ohhhhh, Samson," he heard his kid sister whimper with helpless
passion, "lick it goooood!"
Gritting his teeth, Bill eased the door open and poked his head inside.
The moon was bright enough outside for him to see the most beautiful
sight in the world. At last he saw his sexy little sister naked.
The first thing he took note of was the thrust of her perfect tits,
naked now. Then he saw her back arched like a bow with her head and
heels dug into the mattress. He couldn't see her pussy. Samson's huge
head was in the way! The animal was licking Cindy's cunt!
"Lick it! Lick it!" Cindy breathed, hotly twisting her pussy at the
dog.
Bill slipped inside the room and eased the door shut. He stood with his
back against the wall, his cock sticking straight up like a rigid iron
pipe as his hot eyes burned into the lascivious scene on the bed.
He had always wanted to see his pretty little sister in the nude, but
this was fantastic! Cindy was coming hotly on the bed and fucking her
furry pussy hornily against the wet doggie-tongue. She was obviously in
the throes of ecstasy as Samson lashed her clit and fuck-hole with his
tongue. That's what blew Bill's mind, the fact that his innocent,
virginal kid sister loved it!
As Bill ogled, a drop of pre-cum oozed out of his piss-hole and
dribbled down the shaft of his throbbing prick. He felt that hot drop
as it flowed down the shaft. Without taking his eyes from his sister's
thrashing young body, he grasped his cock and milked his prick slowly
up and down in his fist. His boner got larger and thicker with every
passing minute.
He was prepared to stand there all night and watch the sexy show as he
pumped his prick. But he forgot something important. Dogs don't have to
see a person to know he is present.
Samson suddenly stopped licking Cindy's hot cunt. He turned his head
and sniffed the air. He whined for a moment, then leapt from the bed
and barked.
"Down, Samson!" Bill had to rasp hotly.
The dog immediately cowered and shut his mouth. Cindy gasped and
quickly turned the light on.
"Bill!" she gasped.
Bill's fever rose sky-high. He knew he couldn't leave her room now. Not
when Cindy's body was totally naked, not when his prick was giant and
aching.
His eyes traveled over her heaving, pointed tits, down her belly to her
sweet, furry cunt. Cindy's lovely legs were spread wide open and she
was too breathless to think of closing them. She felt riveted to the
bed by her big brother's horny eyes.
Bill felt an incredible aching begin in his groin. Years of cock-
teasing thoughts coursed down into his balls, and he knew he couldn't
resist touching his sister. He was about to beg her to be quiet, to let
him have his way with her, to try to understand how he felt. But he
didn't have to.
Just when he fought in his mind for the convincing argument, Cindy
whimpered, "Please don't tell on me ..."
It dazed Bill's burning brain. Tell who? Ellen must already know. What
was she talking about?
His prick jerked and the reality dawned on him in a flash. The
quivering, panting teenager thought he would tell their parents! She
was afraid he would tell their mom and dad! Bill almost laughed out
loud. But he didn't. His thick aching cock inspired his lustful
cleverness.
With a courage born of obscene desire, he moved up to the side of
Cindy's bed. He saw her gaze rivet on his enormous wet cock and heard
her startled gasp.
"I won't tell if you're nice to me," he rasped. His heart beat a rapid
tattoo in his chest and his blood ran hot. It was now or never.
Cindy was in a sexual tumult, too. Her ripe jutting tits heaved
nervously and her cute ears burned to hear her brother say that. Then,
too, she couldn't take her eyes off of his magnificently stiff cock!
"I--I'll be nice to you," she whimpered helplessly.
Bill groaned. Even as she spoke the magic words, he found it hard to
believe that this was really happening. He licked his lips nervously
and leaned his thighs against the side of her mattress. His erect cock
stuck straight out, soaked with glistening pre-cum, and throbbed
dangerously close to her thrusting tits.
"Put your hands on it," Bill rasped hotly.
A soft sound escaped Cindy's throat, but she didn't hesitate. She
really believed her big brother would report her to her parents.
Her soft, slender hand reached out and her fingers curled around his
thick throbbing cockshaft. She slowly milked his cock for him and
stared at his prick hotly.
Bill shivered and rasped, "I've dreamed of this. Your hand feels so
good, Cindy. Play with it. Jesus, jerk my cock. You're so fucking
pretty!"
"Bill!" Cindy gasped, alarmed by his sudden outburst of horniness.
"Oh, Cindy," he murmured His knees trembled like jello as he leaned
down and licked his thick tongue up and down her firm jutting tits.
Her pink nipples spiked hotly, and Cindy whimpered when he started
sucking on one of them. Her fist tightened around his cock and her
breath caught in her throat.
"Bill ..." she whispered hoarsely. "You aren't gonna fuck me, are you?"
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