David Crane
Sister eager for more

CHAPTER ONE

Randolph Sumner was pouring himself a cup of coffee when he heard a car pull up and stop outside. His eyebrows lifted slightly. Randolph had just gotten up and was wearing a red velvet robe, loosely tied, showing that he was naked beneath. He moved to the window, drew the curtain aside and looked out – and smiled when he saw that it was his sister's car that had stopped. Jessica was thirty-four, a year younger than Randolph. She was married, with two teenaged kids, and Randolph was a confirmed bachelor. Although their lives had taken separate directions, Randolph and Jessica had remained good friends.

Jessica was just getting out of the car. She glanced up, saw her brother at the window, and smiled warmly. Randolph smiled back, pleased to see her. Any red-blooded man would have been pleased to see Jessica, in fact, for she was a gorgeous-looking woman, the sort that robust guys fantasized about when they were beating their meat or dreamed about – wetly. Randolph had an eye for a good figure, himself, and the fact that Jessica was his sister didn't prevent him from admiring her as a sex symbol. Far from it. Their relationship only made her more exciting to Randolph.

He watched her come up the walk, lush hips swinging saucily. Jessica had a mane of tawny amber hair that tumbled around a rather exotic face – high cheekbones, slightly tilted green eyes and a wide, sensual mouth. Her body, clad in a jade-green sheath dress at the moment, was splendid. She had large, thrusting tits, wide, curvaceous hips and a tiny waist, giving her a classic hour glass figure. Her legs were long and shapely and her ass was shaped like an inverted valentine, the firm cheeks of her ass sweeping down in a sweet curve.

He left the window and walked down the hallway, opening the front door just as Jessica mounted the steps. He held the door open and she stepped in, then he turned to lead her into the house. But Jessica halted just inside the doorway, glancing at her wristwatch.

Randolph turned back. The door was still open, her delectable form framed in the entrance.

"I'm running kind of late for work, this morning, Randy," Jessica told him.

Disappointment showed in his eyes. Randolph always looked forward to these frequent morning visits from his sister.

"No time?" he asked.

Jessica smiled bewitchingly, tossing her head in a cascade of amber curls.

"Oh, yeah – enough," she said.

And she pushed the door closed behind her. In the sudden dimness, she seemed to glow radiantly. She stood there with her back to the door, her big tits rising as she breathed more heavily than the exertion of walking from her car to his door seemed to warrant. Her green eyes gleamed impishly and her sensual lips were smiling.

Randolph was smiling as well, as he stepped back towards her, his hard, naked thighs showing through the flapping tails of his robe.

Jessica looked at her wristwatch again, frowning slightly, teasing him by pretending that maybe there wasn't enough time, after all. But Randolph knew her well enough to know when she was playing with him, and he grinned and waited, standing close in front of her, almost touching.

She was holding her arm up before her face as she regarded the watch. Then she lowered that arm and, in the same motion, reached out and slipped her hand inside the front of Randolph's robe.

Randolph groaned, pushing his lean belly forward, as his sister's hand found his bare crotch. She fondled his hairy balls, lifting them in her palm as if judging the weight of their load. Then her hand moved up and she folded her fingers around his iron-hard cockshaft.

"Ooooh, yeah," she murmured. "It won't take long to empty this, will it?"

"I was thinking about you," he said, giving his loins a jerk and shoving his cock through her fist.

Jessica squeezed his cock meat and purred when she felt it throb in her palm. She could barely span the breadth with one hand. Randolph had a huge prick, as Jessica well knew – having learned that delightful fact at an early age.

Holding his prick in one hand, she reached down with the other and untied the cord of his robe so that the flaps fell open, revealing his cock and balls. She gazed down as her hand slowly push-pulled on his cockrod, sighing softly at the sight.

His cockhead was a big slab of purple meat, shaped like a mushroom. His pisshole gaped open and a few drops of glistening pre-cum bubbled from the tip. She pumped down, cause big that enormous slab to flare out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike. She pulled back up and his foreskin rolled up over the ledge of his cock-knob, then stroked back towards his balls and skinned his cockhead again. A thick drop of pre-cum oozed from the deft and trickled sluggishly down the prick-knob, like a blob of quicksilver on a massive purple plum.

Jessica's tongue slid back and forth across her trembling lower lip.

She tilted her head, her eyes glued to his cock and balls as she stroked and fondled him. Her fist slid lightly up his cockshaft. That cockrod was long and thick, seamed up the underside by a dark, pulsing vein. The pre-cum ran down onto his cockshaft and her fist skimmed up smoothly over the slippery lubrication. She cupped his balls in one hand and stroked his prick with the other, staring down, watching his cockhead pulse.

"Jeez – you'll jack me off," he croaked.

Jessica grinned and her hand slowed down, holding his prick and squeezing, but no longer pumping. She wasn't about to risk milking him off on a hand-job, when there were so much better places for Randolph to spurt his steaming hot load of fuck-juice.

He jerked his head, gesturing down the hallway towards the bedroom.

But Jessica shook her own head in response. She was late for work already and, attractive as the idea was, had no time to undress and get into her brother's bed – that big, bachelor bed that she knew so well.

She sank gracefully to her knees before him, her tawny head level with his groin. Her green eyes crossed as she turned her gaze in upon his cockhead, watching the huge slab pulse like an inhaling lung. Her tongue slid back and forth sinuously through her moist, parted lips. Randolph moaned, feeling her warm breath waft over his prick. She glanced up at his face, her lips smiling but her eyes narrowed by passion. She raised her eyebrows questioningly, as if asking his permission.

"Yeah, Sis – suck my cock," he rasped.

He humped, pushing his prick through her hand and out towards her face.

Jessica giggled playfully and turned her head to the side, so that his flaring cockhead missed her lips and slid along her cheek. A frothy trail of pre-cum streaked her face in the wake of his dripping cock-knob.

"Ooooh – how naughty this is," she purred. "Imagine – blowing my brother on his doorstep!"

Randolph groaned, swaying from side to side. So much blood had rushed down into the building of his gigantic hard-on that he was light-headed, his fevered brain starved for oxygen. His prick towered up before her face, throbbing and pulsing, the dark vein pounding. She held his prick by the root.

She could feel the intense heat of his cock and balls drifting over her lust-contorted face, as if she were holding a red-hot crowbar to her lips. Tilting her head, she blew on his prick, as if it were a smoldering stick of kindling she was fanning to flames. Her eyes were glued on him, adoring the sight as well as the throbbing contact – and a mouthwatering sight it was, too. Jessica was drooling for that succulent hunk of cockmeat.

But she delayed, teasing her brother – and herself, for Jessica was as eager for a mouthful of cock as he was to get his hot cockmeat buried in her magic maw. Her mouth was as hot and horny as her cunt, her tongue throbbing like her clit. Jessica had loved to suck her brother off ever since they were teenagers, and she had never known which she loved most – a delicious mouthful or a thundering cuntful of his massive prick. Today, being late for work, she didn't have to make a decision.

"C'mon, Sis," Randolph croaked. "Take it in your fucking mouth before I explode!"

Jessica giggled, remembering the times when she had jerked Randolph off, as kids, before they began to suck and fuck. She was thinking that it might be exciting to do it again, pretending she was a kid again and pumping the jism out of him by hand, thrilled to see the thick stuff spurt out of his pinhole as he went off in her stroking fist. It was a tempting thought, but she knew she would regret it, afterwards, with his balls emptied and her mouth still starved for cum.

She pulled lightly on his bloated balls, feeling the hard balls jiggle inside the hairy ball-sac. She squeezed gently and felt his thick cum-load slosh around. Those big balls were inflated like a balloon, all set to burst, and her taste buds tingled at the prospect.

She pulled down on his cock stalk, causing the cockhead to balloon out in a wide, flaring wedge. Her tongue slowly pushed out and she flicked the tip lightly against the underside of his prick-knob, where the thick vein spread out into a delta under the purple wedge.

"Ummm," she purred, drawing back to savor that first lick.

Randolph moaned and shuddered at the sensation of her tongue against the sensitive underside of his cockhead.

Her tawny head bobbed in and out. She was flicking her tongue against his cock, then drawing back. His prick felt like a stick of dynamite ready to explode, to be detonated by the smoldering fuse of her wet tongue.

A frothy glob of jism oozed down his prickknob, all foamy and milky on the purple wedge. Jessica stared at it, her lips trembling. She slid her tongue out and upwards, slurping that slimy nugget from his cock.

"Ummm – yummy," she murmured.

She kept her tongue out for a moment, letting her brother see his cum coating it, then tossed her head back and savored the creamy morsel on her taste buds, purring hungrily. Her throat pulsed as she swallowed.

"Ooooh, Randy – I love drinking your cum," she whispered, her voice husky.

"Yeah – yeah – suck me off!" he gasped.

Her eyelashes fluttered as she gazed up at his twisted face. Her tongue switched across her parted lips.

"Ummm – yes. But don't came too soon, darling – let me suck on your sweet meat for a while, before you feed me all your delicious fuck-juice." The horny woman was turning herself on by her words, thrilled by her own depravity. "Fucking hell – I'm so hungry for your cock and cum!"

Randolph was shaking and jerking violently. As Jessica fondled his prick, he twitched on the end of it like a marionette on a thick, throbing string. His sister played the puppet master, pulling his cock stalk and squeezing his balls as he swayed and staggered, stabbing his cock through her hand. She licked at his cockhead and it pounded like a jackhammer. She moaned softly with the joy of it as the hot cockmeat throbbed against her tongue.

A few more slimy drops oozed from his cleft, foaming on his prick-knob. His cock was so hot that she thought it might blister her tongue, but that was a small price to pay for this delicious snack. She slid her tongue out and flattened it against his cockhead, then tilted her head from side to side, in a cascade of tawny hair, grinding her lapper against his fucker.

As she licked and slurped on his cock-knob, she played with his balls, tugging them up and down almost as if she were milking a cow – but seeking a far creamier result than had ever come out of an udder.

She drew back again, watching her saliva gleam on his cockhead through narrowed, glinting eyes. She knew she was really going to be late for work now, but she no longer gave a damn – she wanted to prolong this feast, savoring the meat course as long as possible, before she got to drink the creamy dessert. She leaned in, licked, then drew back. Randolph was panting like a locomotive. He reached down and placed a hand alongside her cheek, then twisted his fingers in the tawny coils of her hair and dragged her face up to his thundering meatrack. Her nose brushed his cock-knob and she sniffed, inhaling the meaty, gamey scent. She licked the weeping cocktip, rubbed it against her lips, held it lovingly to her cheek, sniffed at his prick again. She was drooling so heavily over this feast that saliva dribbled down her chin.

Ducking lower, she lapped at his balls, lifting them in her hand so that she could tongue under the ball-sacs. She began dragging her flattened tongue up his cockshaft, starting at the thick root and slurping all the way up to the flaring cock-knob. Spit flowed down his cock, streaked by a few trickles of his pre-cum. She slurped up again, tonguing the slime from his cockstalk.

Randolph humped, fucking up against her tongue and lips with spasmodic jerks, trying to get his prick into her mouth. Jessica turned her head and crisscrossed up and down his cockshaft with moist tongue strokes. Then she fitted her parted lips against the underside of that flat cockrod, where the thick vein was pounding, and began to slide her head up and down, as if she were playing a flute.

Pre-cum bubbled out and ran down his prick, soaking her lips as she skimmed his prickrod. Pre-cum was flowing so heavily by this time that Jessica knew she couldn't prolong the action much longer, that it was time to milk him dry. The seepage was getting hotter and thicker and tastier. She pulled her lips up his cockrod again, sucking slime into her mouth and moaning.

Her head turned downwards over his towering prick. She kissed the cocktip adoringly, parted lips sliding around in the frothy flow. Then she slowly fed his pounding cock head into her mouth.

"Abhhh," Randolph groaned, feeling his tormented cockmeat enveloped in her hot mouth.

Jessica's cheeks hollowed inwards as she sucked on his cockhead and her lips peeled outwards, collaring the thick stalk just below the prick-knob. She held his balls in one hand, tugging gently, and the other hand gripped the root of his cock, pulling down and skinning the cockhead inside her mouth. She turned her face from side to side, winding her pursed lips around on his prickrod like a juicy nut onto a meaty bolt.

Randolph's thighs tensed. Driving off his toes, he fucked into her mouth as her tawny head bobbed down. His bloated cockhead steamed in, clogging her gullet.

She gagged as he fucked his cock-knob right down her throat. Then she purred as he drew his prick out through her lips and she sucked through every precious inch, then nursed hungrily on his flaring cock-knob, with his long prickshaft sticking out like a tubular bridge between her mouth and his balls. Saliva flowed down his prick, a few streaks of pre-cum mixed in. Her head bobbed down, slurping, and when she drew up again his naked cockrod had been sucked to a luster.

Whimpering passionately, Jessica began to bob up and down, taking almost all of his huge prick into her mouth. Her chin brushed against his balls and her nose rustled in his wiry crotch his balls and her nose rustled in his wiry crotch hair as his cock vanished into the oval of her.

Her tongue bridged inside her mouth, so that his cockhead and cockshaft slid over her taste buds, en route to her throat. She let his prickknob inch down her gullet, gurgling, then pulled back, her mouth working like a suction pump on the sweet cockmeat.

Collaring his prick just behind the flaring cock-knob, Jessica blew down his prick, as if it were a valve by which she was further inflating his balls. She blew and sucked, sucked and blew.

She looked up at his face. Seeing how his handsome features were twisted by lust, she smiled around the meaty mouthful, thrilled by knowing that she was giving her brother such a good blow-job.

Jessica drew her lips up to the very tip of his seeping cockhead, speaking right down his rod as if talking into a meaty microphone, as if addressing the amplifier of his balls. Her vibrant lips fluttered, her voice was husky with desire.

"Come," she whispered. "Cream my mouth, Randy – ooooh, I'm so hungry! Fuck my mouth just like it was a cunt and shoot your fuck-juice all over my tongue…"

Her words brake off in a gurgle as Randy rammed his prick deep into her mouth. He began to hump fast, his hot cock fucking in and out of her mouth. Cum and saliva glistened on his prick as he jerked out through her clinging lips. Her hair tumbled over his balls in an amber curtain. Thrusting deep, he tilted her head back, then she pushed down, swallowing his cockhead right down her gullet.

His hand moved behind her head, as if holding her on his prick, but unnecessarily. There was nowhere that Jessica would rather be than stuck on the end of that big dripping fucker and waiting for his cockcream.

Drawing her mouth up to his prick-knob, she moaned: "Come-come…"

And then she ducked down again, taking his cockmeat in like a sword swallower. He was fucking her mouth like a cunt, and her mouth felt like a cunt to Jessica, too. Her tongue was tingling like her clit, her lips were pulsing like pussy folds and as his jism leaked into her mouth she was salivating heavily, as if her maw were creaming.

His balls slapped under her chin as she gorged on his cock again, then they swung back between his thighs as her mouth pulled up to his cock-knob and nursed ravenously on the bloated slab. Her hands moved onto his hips, holding him. She wanted to complete the blowjob without manual assistance, with only her skillful lips and nimble tongue. As the thrill built up in his loins, Randolph began to jerk and shudder, his movements erratic, but his sweet mouthed sister was, bobbing up and down steadily, keeping to the rhythm that she knew would bring him to the crest.

Jessica was gasping and gurgling, gulping and gobbling, yearning for her brother's hot, thick slime, feeling a physical hunger for his fuckjuice. She was longing for his cockcream, totally abandoned to her incestuous desire now. Her pretty face was twisted into a mask of pure lust. She knew – she had always known – that it was wicked to suck her brother's prick, but that only made it all the more thrilling. Jessica was wallowing in her depravity.

His open hand pulled her head to his groin as he buried all of his long, fat cock again.

"Here it comes!" he rasped.

"Yeah – yeah – yeah!" wailed the ravenous cock-sucker enthusiastically, drawing her lips up to his cock-knob and then jamming down his cockstalk again.

His cum-load erupted violently. The thick slime came rushing up his cock shaft and Jessica gasped as she felt the iron-hard cockrod expand in her lips and the cock-knob inflate in the entrance of her throat.

"Come…" she cried, and then the word ended in a bubbling, gurgling sound as her brother's jizz poured into her mouth in a creamy torrent.

His first spurt of cum shot straight down her throat, missing her tongue but warming her belly like a fine cognac. Wailing, she dragged her mouth upwards in time for his second geyser of cum to skim over her taste buds as it poured out. Her tongue went wild with the joy of being creamed, dancing and flashing on his cockmeat as she pumped her mouth up and down.

He shot a gooey wad of jism into her cheek, then a slimy spurt hit the roof of her mouth, dripping like stalactites in the arched oral cavern. Cock cream oozed through her teeth, trickled down her gullet, soaked her lips. Her tongue was floating a sea of cum, bobbling like a pliable pink raft in a swamp. She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked. She was gulping the succulent curt cream down as fast as she could, but there was too… much for her to swallow. Streaming hot cum overflowed her lips and ran down both sides of her mouth, dripping from her chin.

As her mouth moved up, his prick came out drenched with cum and slobber. Then she bobbed back down and slurped the slimy cum back off his cockmeat.

Staggering, he fucked his prick into her mouth again. It felt to him like his cum was starting in his heels, rushing all the way up his trembling legs and hosing her mouth. Her head dropped to meet him as he fucked in. A jet of jism bit her throat so hard that he almost blew her head right off the end of his cock. But her lips clamped closed around the cockrod as she clung tenaciously onto that cum-spurting stalk, voraciously milking his fuck-juice out in wad after wad.

"Ummm-ahhh," she purred, her throat pulsing delicately as she swallowed.

Another stream whitewashed her tonsils, striking her with less force now, as his balls emptied.

"More – more – keep creaming, Randy – feed me more of your sweet jism!" wailed the greedy girl.

Randy was swaying, his thighs quivering, feeling as if his sister were sucking him to the bone, as if her greedy mouth were dragging his guts out through his cock. His ass corkscrewed as he fucked his prick into her mouth again, but only a trickle of cum seeped out this time.

Jessica, gone suck crazy, used her lips and tongue and cheeks, her head twisting as she took his cock in from one side, then the other. Her teeth nibbled on his cockstalk and she slid his cockhead right down her throat, as if her gullet were a fuck-hole. Cock cream sprayed her throat in another burst as her talented maw drained him to the very dregs.

With a strangled groan, Randolph stopped humping, standing with his head down, his fists clenched, grating his teeth and rolling his eyes and panting like a steam engine. His gluttonous sister continued to nurse and suck, coaxing a few last drops out of his pisshole. Then she folded her fist around his cockrod and jacked his cock as she mouthed his prick-knob, making certain that not a single trace of his succulent cum still lingered in his cock and balls. With a happy sigh, she took all of his prick into her mouth again, pushing her lips down and taking him balls-deep and holding his spent cockmeat in her maw as it began to soften and shrink. The fat cock-knob turned rubbery and the long cockshaft slowly turned from a stiff rod to a meaty coil.

Jessica whimpered. She loved to take a limp prick into her mouth and feel it swell and harden and, in some strange, reverse fashion, it also turned her on to feel a cock diminish, after she had drained it dry.

But then, there was nothing about a cock that Jessica didn't adore, and no cock that she yearned for more than her brother's massive cock. She sucked lovingly on his cockmeat as it collapsed in her mouth, curling on her tongue. She slowly drew her lips from him. His prick stuck straight out for a moment, parallel with the floor and pointed at her face, but then it sagged and sank down, flapping against his thigh, soft but still impressive.

Smiling, Jessica leaned in and used her nimble tongue to lap up a few errant drops that had escaped her lips and seeped down onto his balls. Her tongue curled down – and she slurped up a few more streaks of cum from her chin. She felt as if she had swallowed a bucketful of the stuff, yet the greedy girl as still hungry for more of that sweet sibling slime, that succulent nectar from her brother's balls.

She lifted his prick with her head and gave the deflated prick-knob a loving, affectionate kiss, as if to express her gratitude for the delicious meal it had fed her.

Randolph stared down at his sister, shaking his head, grinning with satisfaction. Jessica never ceased to amaze him by her skill and desire – and impress him by how absolutely insatiable she was. He leaned back against the wall for support, his thighs too weak to hold him up, watching Jessica as she knelt there and licked her cummy lips. Like Jessica, Randolph thought it was depraved to fuck and suck with his sibling – and found it all the more thrilling because of it.

It had been that way ever since Jessica had caught him jacking off in the bathroom when they were teenagers. Randy had been in such a hurry to empty his balls that he had neglected to lock the door, and when Jessica walked in he was busily beating his meat over the sink. She had blinked, then giggled. Mortified, Randy had blushed and stammered and tried to hide his hard-on behind his hands. But despite his shame, his cock had refused to hang its head and, huge even then, had been far too large to conceal.

Then, bold as brass, Jessica had asked him if he wanted her to do it for him. Naturally, he had – and she did.

After the first time, the initial taboo broken, Jessica had jacked him off and Randy had finger-fucked her with increasing frequency and mutual delight. From hand-jobs, they had soon progressed to blow-jobs and cunt-lapping, learning and teaching together. For a while, they both pretended that they weren't really being incestuous, that sex didn't count as long as they didn't actually fuck. For a month or so they treaded this thin line of definition, telling themselves that what they were doing was only fooling around.

Then, one memorable day, when they were both really horny, they figured the hell with it and fucked.

They never regretted it for a moment.

Although Jessica was married now, and loved her husband, she still stopped by to see her brother often, for a fuck or a suck – or both. It was a habit that was hard to break – and which neither of them wanted to break, anyhow.

So it was that sexy Jessica was no stranger to the joys of incest.

And, as fate would have it, Jessica now had two horny teenaged kids of her own.