"Hot horny sis" - читать интересную книгу автора (Stevens Harry)

CHAPTER ONE

The problem with the date had been sex. The boy wanted some and Ruthie Barton didn't – at least not with him. She let him rub her titties through her bra but when he tried moving down to her panties, Ruthie had drawn the line.

"Your sister Betty wouldn't make me stop," the boy had insisted. "That chick's put out for half the guys in school."

"Then go out with her," Ruthie had shot back, calling a halt to the date on the spot.

Now she was back home, having slipped quietly into the house. With their parents and twin brothers gone for the evening, her sister Betty was the only one there and Ruthie didn't feel like explaining why she was back so soon. Betty made enough fun of her as it was.

The funny thing was that for once Ruthie had been the sister with a date, while Betty claimed she was staying home alone to study. Well, Ruthie wistfully thought, they'd have been better off just sticking to their normal pattern. She definitely preferred curling up with a good book to being pawed by some boy.

"Oh, well," Ruthie sighed, slumping in a chair, "live and learn. From now on I'll leave the fast lane to someone who has the stomach for it – my horny sister."

Still, Ruthie had her share of regret about her latest experience with a boy. Sooner or later, she knew, she had to fuck someone if she was ever going to call herself a woman. She wasn't born with a pussy between her legs for no reason, after all.

"I can't stay cherry forever," she realized aloud, absent-mindedly reaching down to stroke her cunt through her jeans. "And I know I'm not frigid. I make myself come all the time."

As she thought about it, Ruthie was tempted to unzip herself and treat herself to a climax right now. She couldn't explain why, but so far in her brief sexual history her pussy seemed only able to respond to her own touch.

The temptation won her over, as her jeans popped open. Pushing them down around her thighs, Ruthie saw that her pussy had stained her panties with wet anticipation.

"Mmmmm, feels just right," she moaned, beginning to rub.

Quickly, her fingers were under the fabric, caressing the moist folds of her cunt. Ruthie began to finger-fuck herself, a welcome orgasm starting to grow deep in her squirming loins.

"No boy could ever do it to me this good," she moaned.

Abruptly Ruthie was coming, the sticky warmth of her own pussy juice moistening her probing fingers. In the back of her mind, though, was the nagging awareness that no boy had ever been able to bring her such pleasure because she'd never let any boy go this far.

"Maybe sometime I ought to sit down and honestly talk to Betty about boys," Ruthie murmured. "After all, what's the point of having an expert in the family if I don't take advantage of it?"

Now Ruthie looked down at her cunt. It still glistened with juice from her finger-fuck. On the one hand, she was tempted to start playing with herself all over again and just forget about boys for the time being. But, on the other hand, her curiosity had definitely taken hold.

"Why not?" Ruthie said. "Tonight's the perfect time for it. We're here all alone and Betty hates to study anyway."

Getting up, Ruthie went to the stairs and climbed them. It was a large, two-story house, with all the bedrooms on the top floor. You couldn't hear practically anything from up there when you were in the living room but after you'd reached the hallway, though, it was a different story.

"What's that?" Ruthie asked herself in response to a persistent squeaking noise.

As she approached her sister's room, the sound grew louder. Then it was joined by a female moan. Ruthie might have still been cherry, but she wasn't born yesterday. The squeaking was probably from bedsprings and the moaning had a distinctly erotic tone.

"Well, how about that!" Ruthie chuckled. "Wouldn't it be funny if I walked in on her while she was doing a number on her own pussy?"

Ruthie really didn't intend to go that far. But the door was ajar, and she couldn't resist taking a peek. Then she froze.

It wasn't what Ruthie had expected at all! She'd heard enough rumors around school to know that her big sister was no saint, to say the least, but there was quite a difference between gossip and seeing the proof for the scene greeting Ruthie was nothing as simple as her big sister merely playing with her own pussy.

"Th-they're f-fucking," an astonished Ruthie stammered in a breathless whisper. "Fucking and s-sucking."

It was just a single bed, but Betty had managed to crowd herself and a pair of boys onto it. One of them was locked between her clutching thighs with his dick pumping in her cunt, while the other shoved his hard-on all the way down her throat.

The boys' faces were difficult to see but, sensing that she probably knew them, Ruthie shifted to her left to improve her line of sight. And, it turned out, she more than just knew them.

"Matt… Barry," she gulped, gasping her cousins names.

So, Ruthie realized, this time her big sister had gone even farther than usual. Not only was Betty taking on more than one boy at a time, they were family!

It was not Ruthie's style to snoop, but this was a situation from which she could not walk away. Matt and Barry were almost as close to her as her own brothers. That Betty had gone beyond that to take them to bed had Ruthie reeling with a mixture of emotions, and one of them felt a lot like jealousy.

"Matt and Barry were never interested in me. They never really treated me like a little girl," Ruthie muttered.

But then Ruthie realized that her childish relationship with her cousins was a two-way street. Just as they had ignored her budding curves, she'd neglected to notice the ways in which Matt and Barry had grown up. Now, though, she recalled the bugles in their swimming trunks the last time they'd all gone to the beach.

"Well, Betty sure didn't miss anything," Ruthie sighed from afar as she watched her big sister sucking one of the big cocks and being fucked by the other. "She always gets what she wants, damn her? I always get left behind."

And at the moment it appeared that what Betty wanted was a mouthful and pussyful of cum, because she had a hand, on each set of balls, squeezing them to bring her cousins pricks to the bursting point. Matt and Barry were only too eager to cooperate.

"I'm gonna shoot it in her mouth," Matt called to his brother. "What about your cock in her cunt, Barry?"

"Gotta come so bad I can taste it," Barry answered. "Wanna let go in her together?"

"Why not?"

Matt and Barry bore down, their big pricks hilting Betty's mouth and pussy. She writhed beneath them as the boys began moaning with release.

"They're coming now," Ruthie whispered as she looked on. "God, I don't even know how it feels to have one cock coming in me, and Betty's taking two at the same time!"

"Mmmmm, Betty's thirsty tonight," Matt told Barry. "She's drinking all my jizz."

"My cum's already leaking out of her cunt," Barry told his brother. "Bet she smears it all around her cunt and asshole when I pull my dick out of her. That's what this guy I know told me she did when he fucked her."

How, Ruthie briefly wondered, could her sister stand to have a couple of boys talk about her like she was some kind of whore? Then, Ruthie immediately realized, for Betty a trashy reputation amounted to positive advertising.

And then Betty lived up to her notices. Barry's drained cock was out of her fucked cunt replaced between her spread legs by her own hand. She spread her cousin's fresh jizz from thigh to thigh, then up as high as her belly and down into the split between her asscheeks.

"Mmmmmmm, I just love the feel of hot cum on my naked body," Betty swooned.

"Then next time you give me a blow-job, I'll pull out at the end and come all over your titties instead of down your throat," Matt chuckled.

"Why should I wait till then for your cum on my titties?" Betty teased.

She grabbed for Matt's cock. It had wilted some, but the rhythmic pressure of Betty's stroking hand got it completely stiff again within seconds.

"You really think you'll be able to jack Matt off all over your tits right away?" Barry scoffed. "No guy can come again that quick."

"Wanna bet?" Betty challenged. "Give me your cock, Barry, and I'll jerk you off too. Then you can both come at the same time all over my titties!"

Barry smirked, shrugged, and let Betty have his half-mast prick. She squeezed it until the head swelled and turned bright red. Next she began pulling the collar of loose skin back and forth over the hardened knob. Soon the shaft was completely rigid again, blue veins throbbing.

"Okay, so you've got our pricks back up," Barry said, his breath notably quickened. "But getting our cum out's another story."

"You sound like you don't wanna come on my titties," Betty replied. "If that's the way you feel, then I won't jack off your nasty old pricks after all."

She acted like she might let go. The boys grinned at one another, then each clapped one of his hands over Betty's…

"We won't know for sure whether you can do the job, I guess, unless we let you try," Barry said with a grin. "Right, Matt?"

Matt readily nodded in agreement with his brother, with their cousin steadily stroking their pricks. Then Betty angled the hard-ons down, the cockheads brushing her tits erect nipples while she gave the hand-jobs.

And, still spying from the hallway, Ruthie couldn't help but recall the only time she'd ever had her fingers wrapped around a boy's cock. When she wouldn't let him feel her pussy, against her better judgment she'd let him talk her into jacking him off to put him out of his misery. But she hadn't been able to go through with it.

"But Betty can handle two cocks at the same time, where I didn't know what to do with one," Ruthie sighed.

Ruthie felt so inadequate that she wondered if she would ever be able to call herself a real woman. For in her heart she knew that the key to growing up for a girl was how well she dealt with cocks. You had to be able to suck them, fuck them, and at the very least be able to give a guy a decent hand-job.

"And I've never done any of that," Ruthie choked.

Then Ruthie pulled herself enough together to realize that she wasn't getting anywhere by feeling sorry for herself. If she was tired of being left out and staying cherry, then she had to find out what she was supposed to do to change the situation.

She sternly told herself, "Let's face it, if I want to learn what to do with a cock, there's no better teacher than Betty. She's the best. Watching her like this could be the best thing that ever happened if I can take advantage of it."

So, with a fresh point of view, Ruthie followed the action in a way she hadn't done before. From here on in, she was determined, this was simply going to school.

As her kid sister's unknowing teacher, Betty was giving a textbook example of how to milk cum from pricks. Her erect nipples constantly rubbed against the cockheads and the boys were already just seconds away from creaming all over her tits.

Indeed, Betty was so sure of her ability to draw their jizz that she didn't leave her cousins any choke in the matter. Matt and Barry would come precisely when she told them to.

"Come!" she demanded. "Come, you bastards!"

She jerked their cocks one last time, then was so confident that she let them go entirely. On cue, Matt and Barry each unleashed a torrent of jizz that washed over Betty's tits like molten lava.

"Ohhhhh, you're both coming for me even hotter than you did the last time!" Betty crowed.

She smeared the cum all over her tits, even as her cousins' climaxes continued to spurt. When her tits were lathered, she put her hands to her face and washed it with the rest of the sticky cream.

"Mmmmm, fantastic," Betty slurped, licking her glistening lips. "The only thing that'd be better is even more."

"This time you're out of luck," Barry insisted, his limp prick flapping at his crotch the same as his brother's was.

"Well, now, that's too bad," Betty drawled. "Too bad for you boys as much as it is for me. 'Cause the place where I need some cock and cum now is real special."

Betty paused, letting that curiosity build. Looking on, Ruthie was on pins and needles with anticipation as she waited her big sister's next move.

Finally, having milked the silence for all it was worth, Betty said to her cousins, "'Course, could be I've got you boys all wrong. Maybe you don't want to try your big prick where I'm tightest."

Matt's and Barry's eyebrows rose and so did their cocks.

"Yes," Betty slyly resumed, "guess you two studs have fucked so many other girls where they shit that fucking me in the ass is no big deal."

Matt and Barry were halfway toward having jutting hard-ons again when they heard this. Then Betty jerked their cocks up to twanging attention with the pose she abruptly assumed.

Bobbing up on her hands and knees, she'd reached back and spread her plump-ass cheeks.

The blonde hair from her cunt grew up into the crack of her butt like spun gold, wispily highlighting the rosy pucker of her asshole.

"Too bad," Betty continued purring over her shoulder now. "I was so sure, too, that neither of you boys had ever fucked a girl in the ass before. Competition must be getting tougher than I thought it was. Sorry I asked, but I just wanted some hard cock up my horny butt so much that I jumped to conclusions."

Barry mumbled, "Well, uh, as a matter of fact…"

"No chick ever put out in the ass for either of us," Matt interrupted. "And, damn, do I want it!"

"Then what're you waiting for, stud?" Betty urged. "Shove that big cock up my butt as hard and fast as you can fuck it into me."

"You got it, babe!" Matt vowed.

He was there and in without hesitation. He didn't stop shoving until his prick was hilted in Betty's asshole, his balls flush a notch below against her pussy.

"Ooooh," she groaned. "It hurts sooo goooood. Now fuck my butt until your hot jizz shoots all the way up into my belly."

"Hear that, Barry?" Matt called to his brother. "This time you're getting sloppy seconds."

So all Barry could do was just watch as Matt's hips began to roll. His cock pumped rhythmically in Betty's deep ass, quickly becoming smeared with her shit. Watching, too, was Ruthie, who hadn't ever even considered the possibility before that a woman could be fucked this way.

"Ahhhhh, I just got off so good?" Betty swooned. "I love getting fucked in the ass, 'cause the nerves are wired straight to my clit."

Naturally, Ruthie wondered if her own asshole was erotically connected to her pussy the same as her sister's was. There was only one way to find out. Her hand slid down under her jeans and panties in the back. She'd never stuck anything up her ass before, but suddenly Ruthie was fingerfucking herself there.

"Yes… yes," she panted softly. "I can feel every move I make in my asshole with my clit. If I keep it up I'll come."

Ruthie had to bite her lip to keep from groaning out loud when she abruptly climaxed. However, she probably wouldn't have been heard anyway, since Matt bellowed at the same time as he also came.

"Jesus, my cock's shooting!" he excitedly told Betty. "Every time I get off for you, it's better than before. This time I'm coming so much it's like I'm pissing up your butt."

"Mmmmmm, don't I know it," Betty moaned. "Now let's find out if your brother is the same kind of stud you are. Pull out of my ass once your balls are drained and give Barry a chance to top himself."

Matt pinched off a final blast of jizz, then yanked his dribbling prick off his cousin's rear chute. Her fucked asshole oozed with leaking cream, still so stretched from the hard-on that had just been in it that a replacement could surge in to the hilt with the greatest of ease. And Barry was panting for the chance.

"She's all yours," Matt told his straining brother.

Barry lined up behind Betty, gripping his stiff cock as if it were a weapon. He mashed the head into the slimy dent of his cousin's ass, his brother's leftover cum trickling along the shaft of his own prick. Then, when Barry shoved, Betty lurched back on her knees. It was as much her momentum as his that drove his dick to the balls up her butt.

Barry's crotch began bucking, powering his prick like a piston in his cousin's asshole. For her part, Betty rocked to and fro on all fours to match his pumping cock-thrusts.

"Quick, put your prick in my mouth!" she called to Matt. "Give me something to suck while your brother's fucking my ass."

Matt didn't notice that his prick was filthy from having been up his cousin's shit pit until he'd lined up his crotch with her face.

In the meantime, Barry was fucking away at Betty's ass. His balls slapped against her cunt as the fuck-tempo grew faster and faster.

He soon gasped, "Gotta come! Right fucking now!"

His teeth were clenched. Sweat poured down his face and naked body, his muscles jumping beneath the glistening sheen. Then, his cock erupting in Betty's ass, the tension was drained from him along with the cum from his balls. By the time his wad had been shot, Barry was as limp as a rag doll.

Betty, though, still had Matt's cock to suck. She'd made it hard again and when she had a hard-on to work with she didn't quit until the jizz flowed.

Eventually Matt would come yet another time.

And by then Barry would have recovered enough to have the filth sucked off his ass fucked cock and more cream from his balls by his cock hungry cousin. It was a spectacular performance by Betty, worthy of the audience she'd unknowingly had.

But at the end Ruthie was no longer there to watch it. Her eavesdropping having served its purpose, she'd slipped down the hall into the privacy of her own room and thoughts.