"The family_s wild ways" - читать интересную книгу автора (Stevens Harry)

CHAPTER FOUR

After they'd sucked and fucked, it was time for mother and daughter to explore beyond each other's body. For, before and during their session in bed, some things had been said which raised questions in search of answers.

It was mainly Mitzi who did the wondering, and now she asked about something in particular that had stuck in her mind.

"Mom, maybe I ought to mind my own business, so if you think so, I'll understand. Just in case you feel like telling me, though, what did you mean when I was outside the door and overheard you talking to yourself?"

"Uh… about what?" Gwen nervously murmured. "I don't exactly remember what I said."

"Something to do with me going even farther than you did when you were my age." Mitzi described the conversation her mother had had with herself. "I can't help being curious about what you meant."

Mitzi could see she'd hit a raw nerve, as her mother turned pale. And although she'd just promised to drop it if it were too sensitive an area, Mitzi was now determined to get at the truth of her mother's secret past, no matter what.

At first she tried coaxing it to the surface.

"C'mon, Mom, why don't you just go ahead and tell me? It's safe with me, whatever you did once. Okay, Mom?"

"No… I-I can't," Gwen Morgan stammered. "I-I've kept it to myself too long to be able to tell anyone now – even you, darling. Afraid I'll have to make you keep that promise about, well, minding your own business."

"Know that's what I said," Mitzi countered, "but that didn't mean there weren't any strings attached. Sure. Mom, you don't have to tell me. But, if you don't, then you can forget about any more of my pussy. 'Cause today's the first and last time you'll ever suck and fuck it."

"Oh, baby, please don't threaten me with that!" Gwen pleaded. "Once I tasted your sweet pussy I was hooked on it forever. Couldn't stand not being able to have it after today."

"Then if you want more of the same, Mom," Mitzi said, rubbing her cunt for emphasis, "you'd better tell me what I want to know. Otherwise, no more pussy."

It was a cruel line that Mitzi had drawn, and inside she felt like a bitch for treating her mother so harshly. But there was no turning back now that she'd decided the end justified the means. And now success seemed hers.

"Okay, all right… I just can't live without your beautiful pussy," her mother admitted. "I-I'll tell. Tell you what I've never told another soul."

Tingling with anticipation, Mitzi impatiently waited for her mother to clear up the mystery. However, the latter talked around the apparent bombshell she'd yet to drop, increasing the suspense for her daughter.

"When I was your age," Gwen Morgan sighed, "I could've lost my cherry to just about any boy I wanted. But I was stubborn. I wanted the one boy I wasn't supposed to have. It was all wrong for both of us, according to the rules. Except I couldn't help it, he was my Mr. Right in spite of everything – I had to fuck him."

Mitzi was on pins and needles. It was all she could do to keep from demanding that her mother stop beating around the bush and openly identify the skeleton in her closet.

"I seduced him one day when I caught him jacking off. Oh, his prick was so gorgeous. Even bigger and harder than I'd imagined. Just couldn't wait anymore. Had to have his big, hard prick in my mouth, then in my cherry cunt – and even up my ass before he'd finished fucking me that first time."

Gwen briefly paused, smiling to herself as she realized how it had been. Meanwhile, her daughter squirmed from frustration from the lack of a name.

"After that," Gwen went on, "we fucked whenever we got the chance. It lasted for a year. The best year of my life. Until I sucked and fucked with you today, darling, I didn't think anything could ever be as good again as been with him. That's why I can't let you slip through my fingers, the way I did with him. Won't make that mistake again. I know now that life's too short."

Obviously Mitzi knew it wasn't her father they were talking about. "This other guy, Mom? Why didn't you marry him instead of Daddy if he was such a stud?"

"I couldn't," Gwen Morgan said in a hush.

"It's not allowed. No matter how much, in love she is, there's no way on earth a girl can marry."

Gwen paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to brace herself. For, at last, she was clearly on the verge of naming her mystery lover from her secret past.

"Yes, Mom?" Mitzi anxiously prompted.

"He might fuck her, but there's no way a girl ever marries her own…"

Gwen paused again, breathless now.

"Her own brother!"

It wasn't what Mitzi had been expecting. "Uncle Ernie?"

Her mother soberly nodded.

And here, something snapped within Mitzi. She broke out laughing. What else could she do? And if she could just settle down, she'd explain it to her mother.

"I-I never should've told you," her mother muttered, stung by her daughter's apparently, mocking laughter. "I feel like such a fool."

At this point, Mitzi recovered. "No, Mom, you've got it all wrong. I'm not making fun of you at all. What's so funny is how everything's turned out. 'Cause, hold on, I've got a secret of my own. You already know about me and Daddy, but what I didn't tell you was about me and… well, see if you can guess, Mom."

Gwen Morgan gulped. "Oh… no."

"Oh, yes, Mom," Mitzi stated. "I fucked mine, too. That's who took my cherry, not Daddy. The first dick in my cunt was just like it was with you… my own brother's!"

Gwen Morgan could hardly believe she'd let herself be talked into it. But her daughter was so persuasive. So here she was, after all these years, attempting to return to the incestuous passion of her youth. And if it worked, it wouldn't stop there. But, Gwen had to admit, some things were so crazy that they just made too much sense not to try. And Mitzi had convinced her this was one of them.

"Thanks for coming over, Ernie," Gwen said to her brother. "I hope you won't regret it."

"No matter what happened when we were kids," Ernie answered, "we're still just like any other sister and brother. Family's family. If you need my help, I'll do my best."

For years, ever since they'd both married other people, Gwen and Ernie had gone their separate ways as much as possible in order to avoid their forbidden attraction for each other from the past. They'd been on their best behavior so long that Ernie had no reason to suspect what tonight held in store. Which meant that he was about to be caught flatfooted.

"Vic's gone," Gwen said, setting the stage. "I don't know where he is, Ernie. What'll I do?"

"You need some money to tide you over, Sis?" Ernie generously offered.

"No, what I need," Gwen answered without blinking, "is some of this!"

She abruptly reached down and rubbed with a handful of her brother's crotch.

"Vic took his with him," she steamily stated. "And I always liked yours a whole lot better anyway."

It had been nearly twenty years since Gwen had been so bold.

Ernie gasped. "God, Sis, what in hell! We agreed a long time ago…"

"That was when I had a husband around to take your place," Gwen purred, dropping to her knees with her thumb and finger snagging the tab of the zipper on her brother's fly.

"But I still have a wife at home!" Ernie croaked.

"Was there ever once when you fucked her that you really believed she was half the piece of ass that I was for you?" Gwen asked.

Ernie shook his head.

"And how many times have you wondered if my tight cunt is still as perfect a fit for your big cock as it used to be?" Gwen crooned.

"A… a lot," Ernie helplessly admitted.

"Well, then there's no better time than tonight to find out if we're getting better along with getting older."

Gwen unzipped her brother's fly. His prick was swollen by now. And when she reached inside, the cock she took in her hand was every bit as thick, rigid and throbbing as she remembered.

"Ooooh, stud," she hornily sighed with a stroking squeeze, "you haven't lost an inch. In fact, feels like you might even be hung bigger than twenty years ago. But seeing is believing."

Gwen pulled her stunned brother's cock out into the open. She hungrily licked her lips at the sight of it.

"And sucking," she said, slurping in anticipation, "is really believing."

Ernie reacted as he had all those years before, when they were kids and his sister had seduced him for the first time. Which meant that as much as he feared the consequences, he couldn't resist letting Gwen take his stiff cock in her eager mouth.

Just like that, she was blowing him. If anything, she was a better cocksucker than ever.

Automatically, Ernie's hips began to roll. As a result, his sister was no longer simply giving him a blowjob, he was fucking her in the mouth exactly the way it used to be.

"God, Sis," he panted, "you got me hooked all over again, as much as I ever was on you. Like all those years in between didn't happen. Like we're picking up exactly where we left off."

"Then you aren't gonna stop with me only sucking your cock, are you?" Gwen asked with a mouthful of cockmeat. "You know what always happens next when we're getting it on as well as I do."

"Yeah," Ernie drooled aloud.

He eased down to his sister's level. Then she was stretched out below him. Along with his cock in her throat, the rest of his body swiveled it a half-circle on top of the action.

Now, while Gwen gave him head, Ernie was facing her crotch. She had on a loose skirt, which he flipped up. Underneath, she wore no panties. It was Ernie's first look at his sister's hairy cunt in almost twenty years.

His nostrils flared from the sharp scent of the juicy treasure he'd thought he'd never suck or fuck again. And straining to make up for lost time, his tongue aimed itself like an oral cock at the target between his sister's spread thighs.

"Mmmmm!" Ernie slurped as he took the plunge. "Never been so hungry for pussy in my life!"

He began tongue-fucking Gwen's cunt. And she wasted no time with an orgasmic response, wetly coming in his mouth.

"More, Sis, more!" he urged, pussy juice slobbering down his chin. "Wetter, Sis, even wetter!"

"Then you know what that means, don't you?" Gwen teasingly reminded from the other end of the brother-sister sixty-nine. "Sure you're ready for that, Ernie?"

"Just try me, Sis!"

"You asked for it."

Gwen bore down from within as her brother's mouth sealed her flexing cunt. Then she was moaning from an even wetter form of release than when she'd just been coming.

"I'm pissing and coming! Coming and pissing!" she cried. "Just like it used to be, Ernie, when you'd drink every drop of my piss and cum!"

Nothing had changed. Ernie greedily feasted on his sister's gushing cunt, gorging himself on the bittersweet mixture of piss and pussy juice.

But Ernie's wasn't the only mouth at work. Meanwhile, as she pissed and came, Gwen was also sucking cock again in deep-throating earnest. Her goal was a load of cum to savor every bit as much as her brother was savoring the nectar from her cunt. To get it, she also squeezed Ernie's balls to add to her expert suction and fingerfucked his asshole.

"Ooooh!" Ernie groaned between his sister's legs. "Haven't shot a wad like I'm gonna shoot now since I was a horny kid. Back in the days when I was shooting it for you, Sis, every chance I got."

Gwen pulled his trigger, digging in his fingerfucked asshole to jab the orgasmic gland at the base of his sucked cock and squeezed balls.

"Oooooh!" Ernie gasped, much louder, as his jizz erupted in the depths of his sister's throat.

As hard as he was abruptly coming, though, Gwen swallowed the creamy flow as fast as his prick spurted. Indeed, she continued squeezing her brother's balls and fingerfucking his ass to go along with her suction in order to milk every extra drop of jizz Ernie had to come.

"Christ, what a load!" he sighed in awe of his own potency. "Just came so much that it felt like my prick was pissing cum into your mouth, Sis."

And here, a slobbering Gwen couldn't resist going after a kinky reversal of her brother's condition.

"Now shoot it again, stud! Only turn it around! This time like your dick's coming a load of hot piss in my mouth."

"Wondered if you still went that route, Sis."

"Not since the last time I drank your piss. And it's been too long."

"Never could say no to you, Sis."

Now it was Ernie's turn to bear down from within, as his sister refastened her mouth around his cock. His crotch bucked against her face. She held him tightly by gripping his muscular asscheeks, and a torrent of his liquid gold streamed down her gulping throat.

Ernie pissed even longer than he'd come. Gwen kept sucking until she'd downed every last drop.

"Yummmm," she gurgled after she'd drained her brother's prick for the second time, "nothing makes me stay hornier than a bellyful of your hot cum and piss. Can't wait to listen to it slosh around inside me when you fuck my pussy next."

"Well, I've sure as hell still got the hard-on for it," Ernie answered, not so much boasting as just stating the throbbing, rigid truth. "There's no piece of ass I can keep it up for as long as I can for you, Sis. I come in your mouth, then piss in it, and my prick winds up stiffer then ever to fuck your pussy."

"Then put it in, stud! Remind me all over again just how much your big cock's made for my cunt!"

The standard fucking pose was not enough for Gwen. Rather than just spreading her thighs for a cuntful of her brother's stiff prick, she flung her legs all the way back over her head to jackknife herself. It made her appear to be as close to all-cunt as any woman could get.

When Ernie saw her like this, his boner snapped up at forty-five-degree angle from his crotch with supreme arousal.

Then Ernie took a handful of his ten-plus inches, straightening them out to cum pointblank at the yawning target of his sister's pussy. And, after a macho cock-thrust, he was abruptly in her cunt to the hilt, his balls flush with Gwen's immediately squirming ass.

"Ahhhh, your cock feels so damned huge in my pussy! Like I might get ripped in two!" Gwen swooned. "If I'm lucky!"

"I'll do my fucking best, Sis!" Ernie vowed. He pulled back just enough for fresh momentum, then delivered another shafting cock-thrust in his sister's welcoming cunt.

"Yes, rip me, stud, rip me to pieces!" Gwen cried.

Ernie's cock quickly became like a jackhammer, pounding in Gwen's cunt. She started coming in response to his brutal fucking technique. And instantly she craved even more of her brother at his most macho to keep her coming.

"My tits, Ernie!" she urged. "Do something to my tits to go along with your cock in my cunt!"

As Gwen hooked her legs over his shoulders, her brother tore her blouse open. Her braless tits spilled forth and Ernie grabbed one in each hand.

"Make it hurt, damn you!" Gwen wildly asked for pain.

Ernie sank his strong fingers into the spongy pillows of her tit-flesh. Then he wrenched his sister's tits around almost double.

"Owwwww, that's exactly what I need!" Gwen screeched. "Hurts soooo goooooood!"

Gwen not only came again, it was twice the orgasm of the previous one. However, her brother promised her that next time he'd have her coming even harder. What's more, by then he'd be coming right along with her.

"Ooooooh, that's one promise you'd better keep, or I'll never forgive you," Gwen rasped in delirious anticipation.

"It's guaran-damned-teed, Sis," Ernie boasted. "And now's the time."

He abruptly pulled his cock out of his sister's cunt. Then, just as quickly, its throbbing head was mashed against the puckered dent of the much lighter hole a notch below. Knowing what this meant, Gwen braced herself and then took it – took every thick inch of Ernie's surging hard-on straight up the narrow but yielding tunnel of her supremely fuckable ass.

"So how's this for keeping my promise, Sis?" Ernie gusted as his hilted dick erupted.

"Fan-fucking tastic!" Gwen sang out.

"Yeah, take it, Sis, take it! Your fucked butt full of my hot jizz! God, so much jizz in your ass."

"Mmmmmmm, there has to be plenty to match how much I'm coming for you at the same time you're coming in me!" Gwen replied, her voice ringing and her body shuddering with orgasmic ecstasy.

In the final stages of their peak excitement, brother and sister rolled across the floor with his cock locked in her swamped shitpit. They wound up stacked against the wall, in a crumpled, sweaty tangle of arms and legs, fucked finally to a standstill.

"Man, oh, man!" a weary Ernie sighed. "Nothing can top this!"

But his sister surprisingly disagreed. "Don't be so sure of that."

Ernie sighed. "Well, whatever you've got in mind, Sis, it's gonna have to wait. I couldn't get my prick up again if my life depended on it after that piece of ass."

"Don't be so sure of that," Gwen repeated with a devilish gleam in her eye.

Then she looked so pointedly across the room toward the hallway that her brother's head automatically turned in the same direction. And that's when Ernie saw that he and Gwen had company who was no longer content to simply watch…