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CHAPTER FOUR

"Quit your humping for one Goddamn second, will you? This is the touchy part."

"OK, Sis, but slop on that fucking goop and let's get on with it. My old pecker won't tolerate much waiting."

"Your old pecker already blew its head off twice in the last half hour. If it can't wait a few minutes more to blow off again, to hell with it."

Janet Konig pressed her face close to the mirror, carefully painting the bluish eyeshadow on her eyelids. She was leaning over the bathroom vanity, her oversized tits hanging into the sink, her ass turned up high behind her, her brother Tim's ever horny cock buried in her ever-hot cunt. Tim's dick flexed.

"Eeeeeek! Damn it, Timothy, I told you to stop humping. Now look what you've made me do." She scowled at the eyeshadow on the bridge of her nose.

"Ah, fuck, Sis, quit being so prissy. I didn't do it on purpose. The old pecker just jumped on me. How could I help it? What do you have to smear all that Goddamn gook around your eyes for anyway? You got more studs licking your ass now than you can handle."

"That's my business, brother."

"That eye-shit makes you look like a cat."

Janet snarled like a cat. "Doesn't it, though. Now take that hard thing out of me until I finish or you can shoot off against the door for all I care."

"Aw fuck!" Tim yanked his dripping cock out of his sister. "You wouldn't talk like that if Brian and Mike hadn't reamed out your pussy this morning before I got up. Shit! When I first shoved my pecker up your twat it was like puncturing a water balloon – jizz came busting out all over my nuts. How many times did those two billy goats cream in you – five times each?"

Janet smiled to herself as she applied shadow to her lower lids. She loved the dirty way Tim talked to her. Of all her brothers, Tim had the most beautifully filthy mouth.

"Just never you mind, brother. You always get your share. You've shot enough cum in me to populate the world a zillion times over."

Tim stood behind her, smirking. He pumped his dick a few times. "Guess I have, Miss Twat."

Tim popped open a can of beer. He'd brought three cans in with him this morning, and he'd already guzzled down two. He took a long chug of cold beer, stroking his cock all the while. Then he lit a cigarette. Squatting, he blew hot smoke between Janet's legs, right up against her hairy twat.

Janet giggled. "Timothy, you're filthy."

He chewed into her cunt, sucked out some of the juice – both cum and pussy juice – and swallowed it.

That did it! Janet wiggled her ass and cooed. "Eat me! Mmmmmmm! Oooooh!" She mashed her dripping cunt down on her brother's face.

Janet wondered how anything could feel as good as her horny pussy. And it seemed to be feeling better all the time. She was only a kid when Tim first sucked her pussy, and it felt so good then that she'd actually fainted when she came. And now, five years later, after literally thousands of jack offs, pussy-sucks, and fucks, her pussy was feeling even better. All she really cared about was sex – guys fucking to her pussy, guys worshipping her sexy body. She knew she was a nymphomaniac, and sometimes she worded about it. If her pussy didn't spasm at least ten times a day she couldn't sleep, she couldn't sit still, and she'd crawl the walls.

Tim munched his way up her asscrack. Then he stood up behind her and beat his hot cock against her ass. That just drove her crazy. Sometimes she had fantasies about being flogged with hundreds of big hard cocks. She wiggled her ass.

"Put it in me, Tim! Shove it up my pussy! Fuck me!"

Tim turned her around toward him. The naked brother and sister were face to face, Janet flushed and trembling, Tim staring at her with lust-red eyes. He dribbled beer on her white tits. The golden liquid streamed down the succulent titflesh and dripped from the rosy, tingling nipples. Tim sucked on the dripping nipples until Janet felt her knees quiver. Her pussy gushed.

"Tim, please, put your dick in me. Fuck me, please! I can't stand this."

Tim whirled her back toward the mirror, bent her over the vanity, and dug his lingers into her ass. "Turn it up, baby. Let me see that pink pucker of yours smile at me."

Janet arched her back and shoved her ass up toward her brother's face. Her tits dangled against the cool metal of the sink into which they were hanging.

"Mmmmmm, baby, beautiful! Juicy asshole, juicy cunt!" He rammed his index finger up her asshole.

Janet squealed and gibbered, shimmying her ass. Tim finger-fucked her butt, then popped his finger out as if he were opening a beer can. He shoved the finger into his mouth and sucked off her ass juice.

"You got the tastiest asshole of any broad in town," he said. Then he rammed his pecker up her cunt just as hard as he'd jammed his finger up her ass.

Janet screamed, "Oooooooh! Ooooooooh!"

Tim slapped her ass. "Quiet! You wanna wake up the old folks. Christ!"

"Sorry," she said, "but you're such a bull."

Tim smirked, picked up his beer and cigarette, and humped at his sister while he alternately sipped his beer and sucked on his cigarette.

Janet watched him in the mirror. "You filthy beast!" she said. "Fuck, smoke, and drink – all at the same time."

Tim grinned. Beer dribbled from his square chin. The hard muscles of his body stood out like armor. He was a beast, a lecherous, lazy, beer-guzzling beast. All he did besides fill his lean belly with food and drink, and his lungs with smoke, was listen to rock music, rip off whatever he could, wherever he could, and fuck himself silly. He had perfect health, the body of a Greek athlete, the looks of a movie star, and the confidence of a karate champion. Worst of all, he was fully aware of his attributes, in love with himself, and puffed with pride twenty-four hours a day. As Janet watched this Godlike hunk of conceited male flesh, she both loved and hated him at the same time, loved and hated him for the very same reasons, he was a filthy, conceited beast – how detestable – yet how exciting!

His big hard pecker pistoned in and out of her, filing away at the sensitive pink tissues of her pussy. His hard loins smacked against her ass, making her teeth chatter. He pounded her mercilessly with all his masculine strength. Janet whined and whimpered. Her toes curled. Her eyes glazed over with pained pleasure. Meanwhile, Tim danced on his toes behind her, wiggling his skinny ass and humping his loins with all the grace of a young male at the peak of his sexual powers. He tilted his head back and sucked the last of the bitter yellow beer from the metal can. As the last drop rolled over his tongue, the cum bubbled up in his loins and shot out the piss slit of his pumping prick.

"Christ! I'm coming! Oh, jeez." He gasped out the words as if he were surprised.

His beer can crashed to the tile floor. He clung to the naked ass of his sister like a mountain climber hugging the edge of a rock face. His loins bucked and quivered spontaneously, beyond his control, as he shot his hot jism into the depths of his sister's loins for the third time in less than an hour.

"Ohhhh, ooooooh, Timmy," Janet cooed. "Beautiful! Oh, lush! Shoot that jizz. Fill me up."

There was nothing Janet liked more than the feeling of a teen's jism spurting out of his bucking pecker deep inside her own body. She longed for the feeling to never end. She wiggled her pretty littie ass and squeezed hard with her strong cunt muscles in order to excite the youth's prick even more, in order to make it shoot even harder, in order to suck every possible drop of jism from her brother's bloated, pumping balls.

"Shoot, Timmy, shoot!" she sang out in her most seductive tone. "Oooh, yes, yes, yes. Fuck me full of your jism! Mmmmmmm!"

"Oh, Christ, you're sucking the life out of me!" Tim gasped. "Oh, Christ, your cunt is so fucking tot, so fucking tight!" Tim collapsed on top of his sister, his loins twitching as she sucked the last spurts of his jism out of him. He sank his sharp teeth into her neck.

Janet nearly died. She imagined her brother to be a male lion and herself to be a lioness. His horny barbed cock burned inside her. His sharp fangs gnawed her tender neck. The painful pleasure was exquisite. The hot feelings reached a peak in her pussy, and she came.

"Eeeeeeh, eeeeeh! Ohhhhhhhh!" The high pitched whining sounds streamed out of her throat.

Her whole body trembled. Her pleasure-crazed ass jerked each time a fresh shower of hot spasms shot through it.

Tim clung to her hot naked body grunting, his raw prick being filed mercilessly by the slithering walls of her lust-crazed cunt. Even if he'd wanted to pull out now he couldn't have. Janet's cunt was so strong, was sucking so hard, that if he'd tried to pull out she'd have yanked his cock right out of his belly.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, beautiful, mmmmmm!" Janet gibbered to herself until her orgasm was over.

"Jesus Christ!" Tim said, finally able to pull his prick out of his sister's cunt. "That pussy of yours has teeth in it – I swear it doesn't." He stroked his hanging cock as if trying to sooth its frazzled nerves. He studied it closely as if checking to see if any parts of it were missing.

Janet giggled. "You always say that afterward, but you always comeback for more."

"Yeah, well, maybe one of these days I won't. Christ, do you have to make your pussy so Goddamned tight when you come?"

"It's beyond my control, Timothy. Any stud who fucks this pussy does so at his own risk." She patted her hairy mound like a gunfighter patting his trusty six-gun.

A trickle of fresh spunk oozed down her inner thigh. She wiped it up with her fingers and ate it.

Delicious! Nothing tasted as good as cum fresh bubbled from the nuts of a hot guy.

Bang! Bang! Bang! "Let me in, Tim! I gotta shit!"

Brother and sister nearly hit the ceiling for a moment. Dad! Janet thought. And from the expression on Tim's face she knew be was thinking the same. Then both sank back down, relieved, but with their hearts hammering from the shock. "Goddamn it," Tim yelled, "you bug me anymore this morning and I'm gonna beat the shit out of you!"

"But I gotta shit!" Ben pleaded.

"You can shit in your baggy pants, for all I care. Now, beat it. I'm busy in here."

Ben's bare feet thudded down the hallway and up the stairs.

"Jesus Christ!" said Tim.

"You said it," said Janet. "That could have been Dad, you know. Suppose it was."

Tim shrugged, puffing his chest. "Ali, who gives a damn?" Suddenly he was tough again.

"But what would we have done if it was him? And what would he have done if he'd caught us?"

"Shit, you could have hid in the shower. And if he'd have caught you – so what? Don't you think I can handle the old bull?" He flexed his biceps.

Janet ran her hands over the baseball-shaped muscles. "Mmmm, stud," she said, "I guess you could."

Tim flushed with conceit while trying to keep his face cool and aloof. His blue eyes stared past Janet as if he were studying the lines of an advancing army miles away across a valley floor.

Janet had all she could do to keep from laughing. She knew how to flatter a male, especially a cocky adolescent. There he stands, she thought, thinking he's God. Little did he realize that she had him under her long venomous fingernails. He thought she was just another little dingbat cunt, but she already knew more about handling guys than most females learn in a lifetime.

She scratched his balls. "Ooooh, stud," she cooed. "Such big ripe nuts. I just bet they'd like to empty out once more before school."

Tim's prick went up in the air again. "Goddamn, Janet, you're gonna kill me. I gotta get dressed now." He bent to pick up his underwear.

As he went down, Janet made sure her hot nipple brushed against his beardless cheek, made sure his nose brushed her hairy blond muff. When he stood up, she tugged the jockey briefs from his hand, licking her lips seductively; his dick twitched excitedly. "All right, Goddamn it," he said, and he spun her around.

As Janet bent over and sucked her toughest brother's prick up her cunt for the fourth time that morning, she cooed. She had him again!