Incest/Taboo Back Home for the Holidays

Mrs. Parker sighed and said, "Did they!? They were up all night giggling, talking, and squealing like they were teenagers again. It took me forever to fall asleep."

"Sorry Mrs. Parker," I said, not really meaning it as my pussy creamed as the memory of the previous night's, or should I say that morning's, activities floated through my head.

Jenny nodded and said, "Yeah, sorry, we were up all night. I got to know Robin really well." She looked at John for just a fraction longer than necessary.

Surprise passed over John's face. I wanted to see his reaction to be sure everything was still okay. I saw a faint smile cross his lips.

Seemed like it was better than okay. I was glad John wasn't upset but for him to be happy about it told me that something was up. I had my suspicions but I couldn't put it all together at the breakfast table.

To try to allay any suspicious the Parker's might have had, I added, "Yeah, she's like the older sister I never had."

Jenny smiled and said, "'Older'? I don't know if I like the sound of that."

Mister Parker laughed and I said, "Well how about 'big' sister?"

"Is that another crack about my weight?" Jenny asked with a grin and a chuckle.

Everyone shared a good laugh and I felt that I had covered any sort of suspicions that the Parker's might have had. I hoped they hadn't heard too much of our activity the previous night. I was sure that someone with their ear to the door could have made out what we had been up to. Thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case.

After breakfast I sat on the couch and watched the Today show with the family but I soon fell asleep. I was still wearing my robe. I hadn't gotten much sleep that morning, and I didn't even realize I was falling asleep until a commotion at the back door roused me like a shot.

John, Jenny, and the Parkers were gathered around the door talking to someone loudly. Then the little group parted. Two adults, a man and a women with their arms full of Christmas gifts, three children, two girls and a boy, all filed into the living room. The adults were the same age as the Parkers, though they were both thin and fit. The two girls were five and nine years old, dressed in cute little pink dresses, while the boy, dressed in jeans and t-shirt, was seven.

I became keenly aware that I was still in my robe as the man glanced at me and then did a double-take. He stared at me for a long moment. I could see the lust flash in his eyes before he turned away.

Even though he was twenty years older than me I found him very attractive. I scolded myself, remembering how I had sworn off married men when I was nineteen. That had not turned out well.

The woman, who I assumed was his wife, also did a double-take but I could tell that she did not approve. I couldn't tell if she had seen her husband looking at me but her claws were definitively out. I looked away; making sure my robe was secure. It had been a bit askew, I realized.

I smiled inwardly. All of my insecurities and body issues were well behind me, left in high school, as I saw that same look of lust from men all the time. It was a huge self-esteem booster. Half of the pleasure I got from going to sex clubs was how attractive it made me feel to be wanted. My pussy started to cream at the thoughts running through my mind.

"Hi," the little seven year old boy said, walking right up to me. "Are you Cousin Johnny's girlfriend?"

"Yes I am," I said, smiling at him and shaking off my naughty thoughts with a deep breath. "My name is Robin, what's yours?"

"Jason," he said. "You have freckles."

I chuckled and smiled. "Yes I do."

He then ran off to play with his sisters without another word. They were looking through the gifts to see which ones were theirs and to ask when they could open them.

I was not the sort of woman who wanted kids, at least, not yet. I found them cute but they were a big responsibility I wasn't ready for. I wasn't sure how I wanted to rear them anyway.

As I pondered that, I realized that I found Mrs. Parker too strict and my mother too liberal. I needed to find something in between but I couldn't remember anyone that I had ever met that I felt was a good role-model for rearing children. Maybe that's why I was a little scared of it. I knew what sort of mother I didn't want to be but I had no idea what sort of mother I did want to be.

Shaking off those thoughts, I realized that I didn't want to introduce myself to these people dressed in my robe so I got up and slipped past the group gathered around the tree talking. John and Jenny were standing in the breakfast nook when I came around the corner. They were in sight of their parents and were talking to each other in frantic hushed tones. They looked worried.

John had dressed in jeans and a t-shirt while Jenny was wearing a black tank top that stopped a couple inches above her belly button, showing off her tattoos and piercings, and a pair of jean shorts that fell only to her upper thighs. Jenny's hair had been pulled back into a ponytail again.

I slowed my approach, listening as best I could without being too obvious.

"We have to stay here tonight," John said. "As much as I hate to wait we'll have to do the Christmas lights tomorrow night."

Jenny hissed, "I'll try to change the reservations but they're going to be all booked up."

John shrugged and said, "It's warming up. Maybe we could try the lake."

When they saw me I asked quietly, "What's going on?"

John looked at me pensively, like he didn't know how much he should say. I didn't like that. That was almost like lying and it worried me.

Jenny smoothly said, "We can't go looking at Christmas lights tonight. Our Aunt Alicia and Uncle Frank are here for the night. Their RV is blocking my car in so I can't even go anywhere. My mother tells me that I don't need to go anywhere so not to worry about it."

I looked at her suspiciously. Then it hit me all at once. The way they were talking about the Christmas lights a few nights ago, how intimate they still were, his reticence to tell me anything, the revelation that they had fucked face to face, his happiness that Jenny and I had gotten together last night, and the mention of reservations all came together in my mind. I smiled and shook my head. If this was John's secret and their plan all along, why didn't they just say it? I asked, "Are we going to see any lights at all?"

Jenny smiled as John asked, "What?"

Then I realized what he had said about it warming up and the lake. My smiled grew bigger, "Or are we just going to see the stars? The three of us?"

John tried to look confused but Jenny laughed. He looked at her questioningly. She shook her head with a smile on her lips and said, "She figured it out."

"What?" John said, frightened.

Jenny sighed, still smiling. "Just look at her face. She knows exactly what we're up to."

John looked at her, shocked. "How would she know about your fantasy?"

Jenny shook her head and said, "She obviously doesn't know the specifics yet. Johnny, remind me to play poker with you later. I'd really clean up."

John looked at me as if I had caught him in a lie. He hadn't told me about it and that was pretty close to a lie but the thought of what they were planning made me not want to spoil it by busting him over it. He started to say something but before I could stop him, his mother appeared beside me.

"What are you kids discussing?" Mrs. Parker asked. "We have guests and you need to visit with your Aunt and Uncle. They have driven days to get here."

"Oh, please, Mother," Jenny said exasperated. "You are just one stop on their vacation. They didn't drive all that way just to see you, turn around, and head back home."

"Jenny!" Mrs. Parker barked.

Jenny rolled her eyes and said, "Fine, we'll be there in just a second."

Mrs. Parker looked at her skeptically and then walked back into the living room. They looked at me; John nervously and Jenny with a sexy grin. I considered resuming the discussion but I felt eyes staring at me from behind so I just looked at John and said, "We need to talk, but not now. Go visit."

John still looked concerned but Jenny just smiled. She seemed almost giddy that I had figured them out. Maybe I was the one that needed to play poker with them. They'd both leave the table completely broke.

I walked down the hall and returned to my room. I had taken ownership of it in my mind. I tossed my robe onto the bed and quickly changed into a pair of skinny jean and a white frilly keyhole blouse I considered conservative, despite the cleavage visible through the keyhole. I made sure to wear a pretty white bra, my only one in white, and some cotton panties. My pussy still itched to be fucked hard by John, but I was trying to dress in a way that might be able to keep those thoughts at bay for a little while.

When I returned to the living room, the kids were outside, and all of the adults were sitting around talking. John and Jenny sat on a pair of kitchen chairs while the Parkers sat in the usual seats. Alicia and Frank sat on the couch I had just been sleeping on.

John introduced me, "Uncle Frank, this is my girlfriend, Robin."

I smiled sweetly and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you," we both said to each other. Frank looked at me like he wanted to jump off the couch, pin me to the ground, and fuck the shit out of me. I looked away.

"Robin, this is Aunt Alicia," John continued.

We exchanged pleasantries as well, but I could feel her eyes piercing into me. I had no intention of stealing Frank away from her and I tried to communicate that by being extra sweet to her and ignoring her husband. I did not want to stir up any more trouble from this new source.

Frank couldn't seem to take his eyes off me as I retrieved a kitchen chair and sat beside John, putting my hand in his. If we had been anywhere else I might have considered Frank an attractive man. I might have asked John to invite him back home with us for a fun little romp, but this was John's family and I was being a good girl. It was so hard to do but I really was trying. I had only had sex with his sister and that was only because he had fucked her too. Unless he had fucked other members of his family, a vibe I was not picking up, I planned to restrict it to just Jenny.

As we chatted I discovered that Frank was Mrs. Parker's brother, which left Alicia as related to John through marriage and their last names also Parker. So, maybe it was in the genes after all; because I was getting the same vibe from Frank that I always got from John and most recently from Jenny.

The seven of us spent the afternoon chatting. Frank and Alicia lived in Illinois and had taken four weeks to travel across the country and visit all of their relatives. Their kids came in and out of the house through the side entrance every ten minutes like it was a revolving door, Alicia yelling at them almost constantly.

I didn't like Alicia. She didn't like me first but, still, I didn't like the way she yelled at her kids. Beyond that, she acted like she was too good to be part of this family. It was nothing major but just comments she gave every now and then that I picked up on that let me know she really thought rural Louisiana was beneath her.

Frank, on the other hand, was a really nice guy. When he wasn't trying to flirt with me, which took a few hours of me ignoring him, he turned out to be a down-to-earth funny friendly family man.

The sun set and Mrs. Parker made dinner, delicious as always. After everyone ate their fill we all sat around and watched the kids open their gifts. It was a real family event and I fell in love with it. I just lived in the moment, soaking up the atmosphere.

At about ten in the evening, after the kids had played with their new toys for a couple hours, Frank and Alicia decided it was time to head off to bed. They bid their goodnights, gathered their kids, and headed out to their RV. The Parkers offered to let them sleep inside but they demurred, knowing that there weren't enough beds in the house for everyone. Frank seemed to like the idea of sleeping in the same house with me but Alicia quickly made it apparent she was not going to entertain any such notion.

Jenny and I took the opportunity to also offer our goodnights. I kissed and hugged John, whispering in his ear, "Meet me at the hole in thirty minutes." I had to talk to him. Of course, I first had to tell Jenny that I knew about the hole.

Jenny had seemed preoccupied all evening. I assumed it was because she was thinking about her plans being destroyed and having to be pushed out to the next day. I was disappointed too, if I had read everything right, but I did want a chance to talk to John first. We really hadn't talked since before we left Denver. I was starting to feel guilty that I had enjoyed myself the previous night with Jenny while John was left alone. I couldn't even tell him about it for fear of being overheard. His parents wouldn't let us out of their sight. He had smiled when he had found out about me and Jenny. I assumed that was in anticipation of their little plan. Even though he was happy about it I started to feel a little guilty. When I start to feel like that I normally just fuck him until he can't walk but this situation did not lend itself to that.

Jenny had preceded me into the bedroom. I didn't know if she anticipated a resumption of the previous night's activities, but I had to address the issue of John and the hole, first. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth to give me time to think and plan before I talked to Jenny. After I felt a bit more prepared I rinsed and headed to the bedroom.

Jenny was sitting on the chair in her room, brushing her long dark hair. She hadn't undressed but had taken her glasses off and let her hair down. The goddess had returned.

Her beauty again took my breath away. My pussy creamed in my jeans beneath my cotton panties. I badly needed to be fucked. The previous night's adventure had felt great but the need inside me was deep inside and could really only be filled by John pounding his cock into me. I needed to talk to John about all this.

She glanced over at me. She must have seen the contemplative look on my face she frowned and said, "What's wrong, honey?"

"I need to talk to you," I said. It was time to tell her what I knew. From the sounds of it, unless I was grossly mistaken, she'd probably take it all in stride. Still, I had to brace myself on the off chance I was wrong.

A truly concerned look crossed Jenny's face. She turned her chair around to face me as I sat on the edge of the bed. She looked disappointed, as if she thought I was going to tell her that I was not going to participate in their little plan, or something. She slowly said, "Okay, what's up?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Jenny, so much has happened since I got here. Your parents will not tolerate John and me spending one moment in private. You saw how it was last night, with your mother at the door. So, we've had to keep our distance. I really want to make a good impression on them. Still, John and I have not had any opportunities to get together, except for the night before you got here. See, I had been putting my stuff away and I, well, I found the hole. I didn't know what it was at first but I figured out where it led. I told John about it and we managed to talk a little bit, though we were interrupted."

Jenny said with a mischievous little smile, "Did you use it?"

I smiled back her, determined not to blush, and said, "Well, yeah we used it but we didn't get to finish. That is, he did and I didn't. Anyway, I wanted to let you know that I know about the hole. See, I really need to talk to John."

Jenny seemed a bit relieved that I wasn't brushing her off. She still wasn't sure where I was coming from so the worried look on her face had only abated a little bit as she asked, "So, do you need to borrow my phone?"

I looked at her dumbly as she dug into her purse and pulled out her phone. I felt like she had hit me between the eyes with a rock, that rock being the most obvious thing in the whole world. If two people needed to talk to each other and couldn't be together they spoke on the phone. Duh!

I sighed and hung my head. I felt so stupid. When we had taken off from Denver the pilot had everyone turn their phones off? I took both of our phones and shoved them into an inside pocket in my purse. I hadn't given them a second thought until that very moment.

I don't know if it was the fact that we were on vacation and were leaving everything behind that made me so completely space on the fact that I had two perfectly good cell phones in my purse, or what it was. We had left our home, our computer, and all our friends. I lived with my cell phone, always keeping in charged, and always with me. I didn't do a lot of texting but I fielded calls several times a day from my friends in Denver. How I could have so completely forgotten it was beyond me.

I grabbed my purse from beside my luggage and dug into it. After a second I pulled our phones from the inside pocket, shaking my head in disgust at myself. I was too embarrassed to look at Jenny. I knew I was probably going to start blushing again if I did and I hated doing that.

I dug into an inside pocket in my luggage and pulled out the two chargers with a sigh. I tossed one on the bed and took the two phones and the remaining charger into the closet. I moved the jewelry cabinet out of position and knelt down in front of the hole.

When Jenny finally realized what I had done she began to chuckle. Then she laughed a bit. Then she began to giggle. Pretty soon she was giggling uncontrollably in the bedroom as she watched me.

I turned the phones on as I spoke softly towards the hole, "Are you there, John?"

"Yes, I'm here," came his reply.

"Here," I said as I passed the phone to him, followed by the charger.

As soon as my phone came on and connected to the network I started receiving text messages and voicemails. I ignored all that and called John's phone.

I heard the phone ring through the wall as Jenny continued to giggle at me. I couldn't help but smile because I could see the humor in it even though it was completely at my expense.

"Oh my God! Why didn't we think of this before?" John said into the phone after answer it.

I heard him through the wall and through the phone at the same time. I said, "I know, right? I've missed talking to you so much without your mother overhearing."

"I'm so sorry about that. My mother is being a little ridiculous," he replied.

"Oh, no baby, don't apologize. It's not your fault. She's kind of sweet, in a naive sort of way."

This made Jenny fall into another giggling fit.

"Is that my sister laughing?"

"Yes, she apparently finds it hilarious that we didn't think about the phones earlier. Now she's got the giggles."

"I kept wishing we had computers so I could send you an e-mail. I was about to write you a letter if this went on any longer. I guess since we are in the same house I didn't even think about the phones," he said.

"I know, me too. It's ridiculous, isn't it?" I asked. "I live with my phone at home but on vacation I don't even think about it. I feel so stupid."

"Me too. They were in your purse?" he asked.

"Yep."

"Damn. Okay, so, what happened to you last time we met at the hole?" he asked. I could hear a little nervousness in his voice. I resolved to put all his fears to rest.

"Well, just as you were coming inside me, with my orgasm just a couple seconds away, your mother knocked on the door," I told him.

"Shit!" he said.

"No way," Jenny said, looking at me with wide-eyed amazement. Then she smiled and fell into a whole new set of giggles.

I shook my head and smiled. "Anyway, she jiggled the handle. She asked me if I was okay and if she could come in."

"Oh, God, so you didn't come?" John asked.

"No. I grabbed my robe and talked to your mom with your cum running down my legs," I said, knowing it would only fuel Jenny's giggles.

"Wow. I'm sorry," he said with feeling.

"Oh baby, don't be," I told him. "Never be sorry for that, okay. I didn't tell you that to make you feel bad. I just want you to realize how horny I've been."

"I know how horny you are, honey," he said. "You just finished your period and we haven't had a chance to really fuck."

"No, we haven't. So, when Jenny showed up-".

"You fucked her," he said, cutting me off.

"Yes I did. Is that a problem?" I asked. I had assumed from his reaction when he found out that he was okay with it.

"Of course not. I knew that was going to happen as soon as you two started flirting with each other," he said with a chuckle.

John never showed any jealousy when I fucked other guys at parties, but this was the first time I had actually has sex with someone when he wasn't aware of it. I assumed that would be okay with him, and I was glad it was. As I mentioned before, sex and love were two very different things to John and me, so having sex with his sister, or anyone for that matter, had no bearing on how much I loved him. "Was it that obvious?" I asked.

"Not to everyone," he replied. "I know how horny you are and how hot my sister is."

"Yes," I said looking at Jenny who had stopped giggling and was watching me intently. "I agree that your sister is very hot."

Jenny smiled at me. "Come out here and put him on speaker," she told me.

I considered that and decided that it could be interesting. I sat on the bed and put my phone on speaker. "John, you're on speaker now."

"Hi Jenny," he said.

"Hey little brother," Jenny said sexily. "How's it hanging?"

I smiled at her boldness, flirting with her brother in front of me. When John didn't reply after a moment, I said slowly and sexily, "Well, John? Tell your hot sister how that big cock of yours is hanging."

John finally replied, "You keep talking like that it won't be hanging for long."

Both Jenny and I giggled at that, my pussy starting to cream at the thought. Jenny said, "Oh really? We may have to do that so you can show us."

John laughed that sexy naughty laugh of his.

The door to the bedroom opened and Mrs. Parker walked in asking, "What is going on in here?"

I had forgotten to lock the door. Thankfully we were both still dressed but the closet door was wide open with the light on and the jewelry cabinet moved to the side.

I froze.

Mrs. Parker walked to the closet and glanced inside as Jenny popped up off the bed saying, "Mother, what are you doing? Get out of my room."

Jenny's mother shot her a look and said accusingly, "I heard John's voice in here."

I said, "He's on the phone. John, say something."

"Hi, Mom," John said through the speaker on my phone. I hoped Mrs. Parker didn't hear his voice through the closet at the same time.

Mrs. Parker looked at me and then down at my phone. "Johnny?"

"Yes, Mom, it's me," John said. "What's going on?"

"Well, I heard your voice in her room and I assumed-"

Jenny cut her off with, "That the three of us were in here fucking each other?"

"I, well, I mean," Mrs. Parker stammered.

"Mom, you saw me come to my room," John added.

Mrs. Parker turned and walked out of bedroom, her face turning ten shades of red.

I sighed my relief as Jenny closed and locked the door. "She's gone," I told John. "Is she going to do this every night?" I asked Jenny.

Jenny shrugged, "Pretty much."

I shook my head in disbelief.

John said, "She's told me many times that we'll never be adults in her eyes. We'll always be her kids."

Jenny said, "Growing up here was no picnic. Even when we weren't doing anything our parents still didn't trust us to keep our hands off each other. Hell, if we had shared the same room we might have never done anything."

"Yeah, right," John contributed.

Jenny giggled, "Okay, maybe that's a little far-fetched."

John and I laughed at that. I said, "If I had either one of you for a brother or sister we would have fucked like rabbits."

They chuckled at me naughtily, both of them knowing it was true.

Then John said, "You said 'every night'. Did she bother you two last night?"

"Yeah," I told him. "We were just getting started and she heard us."

"So, how did you two get started? What happened?" John asked.

"Well, we went to sleep and then Jenny woke me up by caressing me," I said.

"I couldn't help it," Jenny added. "You picked a hot little girlfriend, Johnny."

I knew what John wanted to hear. I told him, "First she ate my pussy. She has the softest lips and she made me come so fast when she touched my asshole."

John asked, "She's good?"

"She's great. Your sexy sister loves to eat pussy, John. She ate me so good. Then I rolled her over and ate her pussy."

"So, you rolled her over?" he said, sounding a little surprised.

I smiled at Jenny and told John, "Well, she let me roll her over. But, even though I was on top, she was in control."

"I was wondering who would be the dominant one between you two," John admitted.

Jenny said, "It's me."

He laughed and said, "Yeah, I figured that would happen, given your fantasy."

"What's this about a fantasy?" I asked.

Jenny said, "Well, you've probably already figured out that if the three of us spot any Christmas lights tomorrow night it will be on accident. I called and cancelled the reservations for tonight and they said they are all booked up for tomorrow. We'll probably end up at the lake if it's warm enough. I think it will be."

I asked, "Okay, I figured all that out already. So, what's the fantasy?"

Jenny said, "I don't want to spoil the surprise."

I smiled a huge smile at her. "Alright, I'll wait. It sounds fun."

John said, "It will be. You have no problem with this?"

"Of course not. Why would I?"

"She's my sister," John said.

"Are we still on that?" I asked him. "Baby, I told you that I find it really hot that you have been fucking your sister. I can't tell you how the thought of it makes my pussy cream. I can't wait to see you fuck her."

"Wow," Jenny said.

John groaned over the phone.

I continued slowly, "I want to watch her wrap her lips around your cock and suck it down her throat. Then I want to put your cock in her pussy and watch as you fuck the shit out of your own sister."

I watched the fire grow in Jenny's eyes as she listened to my words.

John whispered, "Oh honey, my cock is getting so fucking hard."

Kicking off my shoes I headed for the closet as I said, "Show me."

As I knelt beside the hole, John's long hard cock emerged. It was a sight for sore eyes. Though I saw him every day, I missed him. I missed being free and sexual with him.

I wrapped my cool fingers around his hot shaft and stroked him, just as I had done the first time he had presented his cock to me through that hole. I whispered into the phone, "It's so big." I glanced around for Jenny but she was still in the bedroom. I called out softly, "Jenny?"

Jenny poked her head around the door with a questioning look on her face.

"Come here," I quietly insisted.

"I didn't know if you wanted me to come too," she told me as she came into the closet and knelt beside me.

Though Jenny might be a little bolder than I was, she was not really very good at reading people. I told her, "Of course I want you here, sweetie. I want to watch you suck your brother's big cock. Do what you would do to him if I wasn't here."

Jenny was surprised by my words but she smiled sexily at me. She leaned in and kissed me as I continued to stroke John's cock in my fist. I heard him groan on the phone and I knew he heard everything we had said to each other.

I kissed her back, for a moment just enjoying the sweetness of her lips. I never faltered in stroking John's magnificent prick as I kissed his sister. I loved this.

Jenny pulled back and smiled at me. I released John dick so his sister could take over.

I whispered into the phone, "Are you ready for your sister?"

"Yes," he sighed.

Jenny wrapped her thin fingers around the base of his shaft, wrapped her lips around the neck of his cock, trapping the head inside her mouth, and sucked. She didn't just suck daintily at it, no, I watched in amazement as her cheeks hollowed and she began working her mouth like she was sucking at a giant meaty straw.

John groaned through the phone in pleasure.

After a moment, she bobbed her head on her brother's cock a few times, working her lips halfway down his shaft, before returning to sucking on just the head. Her fingers holding the base of his shaft curled into a fist and she began pumping his prick. She was pumping his cock into her mouth with lightning speed.

I watched in amazement. Jenny had gone from zero to full speed with no buildup. "How does that feel?" I asked into the phone. I really wanted to know.

"Fucking amazing," John gasped. "I can feel her tongue twirling against the head, her lips sucking at me, and her fist pumping me. It feels so good."

I was so turned on I could barely speak. My pussy creamed as I watched my boyfriend get blown by his sister.

Jenny continued to blow her brother right in front of me for a few more moments and then she pulled back, releasing his cock. She looked at me and smiled. She said, "Your turn."

I had been so mesmerized by the sight of Jenny sucking John's cock that it took me a second to realize what she had said. I looked at her and smiled. I put the phone down on the carpet beneath the hole and took up a position beside Jenny. I wrapped my fingers around his wet slick shaft, Jenny's saliva having coated his entire prick even though she had concentrated her mouth at the head.

"Are you ready for your girlfriend?" Jenny asked the phone.

"Yes, please," he sighed in response.

Holding his throbbing cock steady between my fingers, I pressed my lips to the head of his cock. I felt him jump at the contact. Jenny had left him very sensitive.

"She's starting," she told John, as if he didn't know.

I pressed forward and in one movement sank his long hard cock deep into my mouth until the head nestled at the back of my throat. I continued pressing forward, driving the head deep into my throat, until I had to pull my hand away from gripping his cock so I could swallow the very base of his prick into my mouth. I held myself there, my lips against the tape of the gloryhole, for a moment.

"Holy shit, how do you do that?" Jenny asked in amazement.

I smiled inwardly as I then began bobbing my head back and forth just a bit, driving his prick in and out of my throat. I pressed my tongue against the underside of his shaft as I worked his big meaty pole back and forth.

John groaned through the phone.

Just as I had done earlier, Jenny asked, "How does that feel, John?"

"Unbelievable," he sighed. "I can feel her throat fucking the head of my cock."

I pulled my mouth from John's hot dick and let Jenny suck on her brother's cock for a while. I was getting really turned on and I had to get out of my jeans. I lay back on the floor and quickly pushed them down my legs and off. I left my cotton panties on, a wet spot already forming.

"Your turn," Jenny said, her breathes coming faster now. She was getting really turned on too. The whole situation was so hot to me.

I took John deep into my throat, hearing his groans from the nearly forgotten cell phone. I thrilled to the feel of the head stretching my throat and I didn't feel any urge to gag. Like I mentioned, that reflex was suppressed long ago.

Jenny's hands caressed my back as I blew her brother right there in her very own closet. She caressed my stomach and ran her hands across my tits. She reached her fingers inside the keyhole opening in the front of my blouse and caressed the tit-flesh which spilled from the top of my bra.

I groaned, her caresses inflaming my senses, as I sucked John's prick deeply in and out of my mouth. I pulled off of his cock and let Jenny have another taste.

Jenny sucked down John's dick like she was dying of thirst and John's cum was the only thing that would quench her. Her hair flew about her head as she vigorously bobbed her head on the big cock sticking obscenely from the wall. She was so hot I worried for a moment if she might be hurting him but his groans of pleasure through the phone allayed them.

I was mesmerized by the sight for a moment, before I began caressing Jenny. I passed my hands over her full tits, feeling the hard nipples with my fingers through her black tank top. I gently tweaked them, rewarded with a muffled moan.

After a few moments Jenny pulled off John's prick and gave me another taste. I knew John couldn't take much more of this. Still, I took him deep into my throat again.

Before I could take a single stroke, I felt Jenny's hands on me. She dropped her right hand directly between my legs and, through my wet panties, pressed her fingers firmly against my hard clit.

My head swam with the sudden rush of pleasure. I groaned as I pulled my lips up my boyfriends prick.

Jenny's caressed her left hand up the back of my blouse and interlaced her fingers into my hair. She balled her hand into a fist, gripping the back of my head by my hair painfully.

The pleasure of her fingers on my clit slightly overwhelmed the pain of her grip on my hair.

"Suck it, bitch," she hissed at me, just loud enough for John to head through the phone below, She pushed and pulled my head on and off John's cock. She had taken control, her passion overwhelming her and her dominance coming to the surface.

I loved it.

Jenny brutally forced me to blow John through the gloryhole, whipping my head back and forth almost faster than I could do myself. She aggressively grunted, "Take my brother's cock down your fucking throat."

My pussy creamed at her words as well as her fingers on my clit, rubbing me hard through my soaked cotton panties. My lips stroked John's cock as if they weren't my own. I was completely controlled like Jenny's little blowjob puppet.

John groaned through the phone as I felt his cock expand between my lips. I knew he was just about to come and I couldn't wait to taste it. I needed it so bad at that moment.

Jenny slipped her hand inside my panties at that moment, feeling my wet pussy with her fingers. She never slowed in jerking my head back and forth on her brother's prick.

John gasped, barely audible, "I'm coming," through the phone.

Unable to slow my blowjob enough to swallow, my mouth was filled with come almost immediately. John's jism leaked from my lips and down my chin by the third blast from his prick.

"Here, give me some of that," Jenny growled as she flung my head back and off John's cock. She sunk her own lips down around his throbbing shaft, taking the rest of his cum directly into her own mouth. Jenny's fingers left my pussy as she gripped her brother's shaft and milked his cum into her mouth voraciously.

I swallowed what cum was in my mouth as I tried to catch my breath, Jenny's hand still holding my head tightly by my hair in her left fist. I felt all of my control had been given up to this sex goddess and I was thrilled by it, turned on more than I had been in a long time.

When John's cock began to deflate between Jenny's lips she said, "Delicious," loud enough for John to hear. Then she turned to me.

I could see the lust burning in Jenny's eyes and I, again, felt like the prey before the predator. This prey was not afraid of being eaten alive. Bring it on.

Jenny kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth like a voracious asp. I let her have her way as she pulled on my hair, tipping my head back and breaking our kiss. She licked and slurped her brother's cum from off my chin.

"Oh my god," I sighed.

Jenny released my hair as she kissed me, but instead of restoring control to me, she drove me to the carpet and onto my back with her body. Her breasts, still in her black tank top pressed down onto mine which were still in my white lace blouse and bra. Her weight pressing down on me felt wonderful.

When Jenny got to her knees between my legs I could see that John had withdrawn his cock from the glory hole. I watched her, my breasts rising and falling as my breathing became labored, my passion so high I felt I might explode at any moment. My pussy creamed as I watched her quickly take off her denim shorts.

Once she was nude from the waist down she crawled up my body. When her face was even with mine she gave me a little grin and panted, "You fucking hot bitch."

My eyes flash lust back at her as she continued climbing up my body. She straddled my head, her pretty pink pussy with the little ring piercing the hood right above my face. I could smell the strong aroma coming from her dripping cunt.

Jenny reached behind her and slipped her hand into my panties as her other hand gripped the hair at the top of my head. Her fingers played against my clit as she jerked my face up against her cunt and said, "Eat me."

I had no choice as to where to put my lips, Jenny having compete control. I licked at the ring for a moment before slicing my tongue into her slit to find her hard clit. I lapped and sucked at the little bud.

Jenny rubbed my clit hard and fast as she squirmed atop my face. She tipped her hips up, taking her clit from between my lips. She moaned, "Fuck my cunt with your tongue."

I didn't hesitate, slicing my tongue up between the lips of her pussy and delving deep into her musky cunt. I tasted the strong nectar from the walls as they contracted around my tongue like it was a little cock. I pressed my face up against her.

"Yeah, that's it; get that tongue deep in there. Taste me," she groaned.

I did taste her, she smelled of lavender but her musky cunt overwhelmed her perfume, flooding my senses from all else. That and her fingers relentlessly rubbing my clit caused my orgasm to appear like a rogue wave about to crash over me. I moaned up into her crotch, my hands on her ass, as I lifted my hips off the soft carpeted floor.

"Come for me," she cooed.

I did come, my orgasm blinding me to anything else. I groaned up into her cunt, sending vibrations deep into her. My juices leaked down my ass as I lowered my ass back to the floor.

Satisfied that my orgasm had abated enough, Jenny tipped her hips back, presenting her clit to me. Her thighs soft against my cheeks, she lowered her clit into my mouth. She said, "Now suck on my clit."

I wrapped my lips around her hard clit like a little cock and sucked gently.

"Suck harder, bitch," she demanded sternly.

I had never been so completely dominated by another woman. I had done the dominatrix thing, trying both sides, but that always felt a little fake to me. I was fine with fake and role playing. But this was something different; true domination in a very masculine way. I loved it.

When I began sucking hard she cooed "Yes."

I sucked at her clit like it was a straw with a thick milkshake at the bottom. I felt her legs begin to tremble with approaching orgasm and I wanted that. I wanted her to come. I wanted to please her.

Jenny pressed her weight down against my face, and began humping my mouth. She used me, jamming her clit between my tight lips like it really were a tiny cock.

I felt a moment of panic like I was being smothered but I wasn't. It was just that she was grinding and humping my face with what felt like all of her weight. I felt my second orgasm quickly approaching, since her fingers had never left my clit and were still working vigorously on me, but I focused my concentration as best I could on sucking hard on Jenny's clit.

"Fuck," Jenny barked, seemingly loud enough to wake the whole house, as she came. She pressed hard against my face, grinding out her orgasm. Her girl cum seeped from her pussy, dripping down onto my neck.​