"Seducing her brother" - читать интересную книгу автора (Fox Jane)

CHAPTER FIVE

Wanda Harvey wasn't the type to snoop in anyone's room. She was just putting some of Sally's clothes in the drawer when she found the book. Sally and Scott were resting on the patio and Wanda was putting away the last of the laundry.

A startled frown crossed Wanda's face as she glanced at the book. What was this? Surely it couldn't be innocent little Sally's.

Wanda's fingers trembled as she turned the pages in the paperback book. What trash! She had a good notion to go right out there and confront Sally with this disgusting book but she was too embarrassed to make an issue of it, especially in front of Scott. This sort of realizing matter wasn't suitable for a young girl.

Even though Wanda was disgusted and shocked, she couldn't help skimming the story. Her face turned beet-red and her knee trembled as she began to read faster and faster.

Wanda would never have admitted that she was interested in the book, but she carried it downstairs nonetheless. She'd take it into the privacy of her room and read it just to see the full extent of depravity between those two shiny covers. That way she could explain precisely why Sally shouldn't be reading such things.

"Oh, my," Wanda gasped, sitting down on her bed and starting to read. Where in the world had Sally gotten something like this? It was positively disgusting!

In just a few minutes, Wanda was reading avidly, lying back against the pillows and blushing in shame. There was a little current of excitement running through her body as she got deeper and deeper into the story. Without even becoming aware of her actions, she reached down to rub her fluffy cuntal mound and her hand slipped lower and lower until her fingers were pressing right against the soaked crotchband of her serviceable cotton panties.

"Mmmmmm," Wanda sighed, squirming a little in the afternoon heat. It certainly was hot today. She felt hot all over and she shivered a bit, as the story got more and more interesting and her fingers pressed harder and harder against the cream-soaked material of her panties.

"Ahhhhh!" Wanda sighed, pulling her panties off and dropping them over the side of the bed. She was so thoroughly wrapped up in the story that she didn't even think of what her hand was doing to the bare, shivering flesh of her cunt. She would have been horrified if she had realized that the heat in her shuddering cuntal tunnel wasn't due at all to the temperature of the day. Even though Wanda would have died rather than admit it, her cunt was blazing from passion, not the afternoon sun.

Wanda was so interested in the story that she didn't hear Sally's light footsteps in the hallway. Sally was running up to her room for a bottle of suntan lotion. She never would have looked in her aunt's room if Wanda hadn't made a strange groaning sound deep in her throat.

Sally stopped suddenly outside her aunt's door. She listened for a long moment and then she put her ear to the door. It sounded like Aunt Wanda was sick or something. She was moaning and groaning in there.

Sally had been taught not to barge in on people when their doors were shut. Of course she could have knocked, but Sally didn't even think of that. She was both frightened and curious as she put her eye to the keyhole and peered into her aunt's room.

"Wow," Sally whispered, blinking once and then staring again. Aunt Wanda was lying on the bed and her dress was pulled up to her waist. Sally could see her aunt's bare cunt and she almost giggled out loud as she realized what her aunt was doing. Aunt Wanda was playing with her own cunt! It was hard to believe, but her prudish, old-maid aunt was driving her fingers into her pink cunt channel while reading a book!

"Oh, no!" Sally whispered, her face turning pale. She recognized the book. It was the book she'd hidden in her dresser drawer. Aunt Wanda must have found it and now she was going to get holy hell for having it.

Before Sally could turn and run, she heard Aunt Wanda sigh longingly. "Fuck me," Wanda gasped. "Fuck me hard!"

Sally shook her head back and forth like a dog coming in from the rain. All this was a little bit too much for her. She'd better tell Scott what was happening. Poor Sally was so shocked she couldn't even think straight.

A slow smile spread across Scott's face. He nodded a couple of times and then he patted Sally on her firm little bottom. "I told you all Aunt Wanda needed was a good fucking," he chuckled. "You know what I'm going to do? I'm going right in there and give it to her. If you're a good girl you can watch through the keyhole."

"You… you… you're going to fuck Aunt Wanda?" Sally gasped, shaking her head back and forth. "You? Right now?"

"Yup," Scott grinned. "Right now while she's, still nice and hot from reading that book. It sure can't make things any worse and it could make them a hell of a lot better!"

"God!" Sally gasped, racing off after her brother. She still couldn't believe that all this was happening but she was going to watch if Scott was really serious about fucking Aunt Wanda. If he actually did it there'd really be some excitement around here. This vacation sure wasn't turning out to be as boring as she thought it would be!