Incest/Taboo Back Home for the Holidays

I came with her, my groans of pleasure muffled by her crotch atop my face. I writhed beneath her active fingers as she drove me to the heights of passion.

When we both came down from our orgasms Jenny rolled off of me and sat in the middle of the closet. She was working hard to catch her breath, still dressed in her black tank top. Her hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin material.

I sat up, feeling the back of my head for any damage and making sure none of my hair had been pulled out. My white blouse clung to my body, having absorbed my perspiration. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Did I hurt you?" Jenny asked softly.

I could see the concern in her eyes as I looked at her.

She looked away. She was embarrassed by what she had just done.

I moved closer to her and tipped her head to me with my fingers under her chin. When she looked at me I said, "No, I loved it." I kissed her tenderly on the lips, my tongue gently parting her lips and venturing inside.

She relaxed, melting into my kiss. No harm done.

The moment, and the kiss, was broken by John's voice through the forgotten phone saying, "Wow! That was pretty damn hot."

Jenny and I looked at each other and broke into giggles. We had both completely forgotten about John and the phone for a moment.

The next morning I was awakened by a banging on the bedroom door. It was Mrs. Parker announcing "Breakfast is ready girls. Aren't you up yet?"

I didn't know where I was for a moment. I had just been dreaming about having sex with Angela, my best friend until I had recently discovered she had been sabotaging my relationships. My pussy was wet and itching to be fucked. I had yet to be fucked hard by John and I was still feeling that need.

After a moment I realized I was lying on my side under the covers in Jenny's bed, with her warm naked body spooning me from behind. Her body was so soft; her hips nestled against my ass. She picked her head up and shouted, "We overslept. We'll be there in a minute."

Outside the door and down the hall I heard the giggle of children and the light pounding of their feet on the floor. "No running!" I heard Mrs. Parker scold them.

Jenny hopped out of bed before I knew what was happening. Grudgingly, I too got up and dressed. I put on a green skirt and thin green blouse instead of just wearing my robe.

Breakfast was eventful with the three children being the center of attention as the seven adults tried to have breakfast together. The din of conversation was loud. Jenny and I were later than the rest but we also managed to avoid the hustle of trying to get the three kids settled down to eat.

Though I felt my outfit was conservative, it didn't stop John's Uncle Frank from devouring me with his eyes. His wife, Alicia, was still on guard against me, watching the two of us very closely. All of my discouraging of Frank the previous day had gone to waste as he had found a renewed interest in checking me out and trying to flirt with me.

At one point Mr. Parker grumbled, "The weather man said it's going to be in the upper seventies this afternoon. We can't have Christmas in weather like that!"

John and Jenny looked at each other and grinned. I found myself smiling too, thinking that their plans for going to the lake were sounding better all the time.

Noticing that the three of us were smiling, Mrs. Parker asked, "What are you kids smiling about?"

John went pale, which made me smile more. Thankfully, Jenny, once again, thought quickly and lied, "Mom, we are all living up north now where it's cold all the damn time. The heat is like a winter vacation to us."

"Jenny!" Mrs. Parker scolded. "Watch your language around the children!"

Jenny looked confused. "What did I say now?"

"D... A... M... N...," Mrs. Parker explained.

Jenny rolled her eyes.

Alicia volunteered, "Its fine. My kids hear worse than that on television every day."

"Has television just become horrible? In my day it wasn't like that," Mrs. Parker said.

Soon Mrs. Parker and Alicia were engaged in a lively discussion about television and censorship. I found it quite entertaining; breakfast and a show. Personally I abhor censorship and wouldn't mind if pornos were playing on every channel. Of course, kids shouldn't see that sort of thing, but parents were ultimately in control. Or, at least, they should be.

Meanwhile, John, Jenny, and I exchanged looks that let us all know that we were on for that night. I didn't know exactly what Jenny's fantasy was but I didn't really care. My pussy creamed at all the thoughts running through my mind.

Frank took the opportunity of his wife's distraction to try to flirt with me some more but I was not going to have any of it. There was no way I was going to give him any encouragement at all. My pussy could cream over John and Jenny all day long but I wasn't going to touch Frank with a ten foot pole. I knew better.

After breakfast we all sat in the living room and visited. Frank and Alicia were heading on to their next stop that afternoon. Time was running out on their vacation.

Lunch was equally entertaining and then Frank and Alicia were saying their goodbyes. It took them a couple hours to gather everything together say their farewells and drive away.

I had thought they would never leave. I didn't dislike the kids and I thought Alicia was nice enough, but Frank had ruined any shot I had at having a normal friendship with Alicia. It was too bad. I sighed at the thought.

The day dragged on for what seemed like ever until finally Jenny announced to her mother, "Now that Uncle Frank's RV isn't blocking my rental in, we're going to go look at Christmas lights."

"Well, you kids have fun," Mrs. Parker said, unconcerned.

"Oh, we will," Jenny assured her as she heading off to her room to change clothes.

We all changed clothes.

John wore a nice plaid shirt, cargo pants, and tennis shoes. The material was softer and lighter than denim. When I saw this, visions of his cock protruding through the opening in those pants filled my head. I was so horny.

I wore black flats, a short green patterned skirt that showed off my legs and didn't cling too tightly around my hips. It was light and airy. My top was also green, a tight strapless thing that clung tightly to my waist and tits. It left my upper chest and arms bare but for my freckles. My skirt rode so low and my top so high that a couple inches of my firm midriff was bared. The whole outfit was definitely not the sort of thing you normally wear in the winter.

Mrs. Parker was shocked. "That's what you're wearing to watch Christmas lights?" she asked me.

Though I shouldn't have been, I was caught off guard. I stammered. I hoped that John would come to my rescue but he was just looking at me with a stupid grin on his face.

Thankfully, at that moment, Jenny appeared.

She wore her glasses and her hair was pulled back into that big ponytail. Her pink lipstick and fingernails contrasted sharply with the rest of her black outfit. She wore a black corset which showed off her curves and pushed her tits up so high that they nearly spilled out. The corset had two sheer straps made of black sheer fabric over each shoulder and sheer fabric over her chest and one shoulder. The shear material had a distinctive spiderweb pattern to it. It looked wicked. The bottom of the corset flared out into a skirt that stopped just an inch below her pussy. Her black fishnet stockings began a few inches below that, leaving her upper thighs invitingly bare. She had low heals on her feet; black, of course.

I could see that Mrs. Parker was speechless and I was so turned on by Jenny I could barely think straight. John just stood there smiling as he looked at us. He knew that he was going to fuck both of us before the night was over and I could almost see those nasty thoughts running through his mind.

"Let's go," Jenny said casually.

We all left the house before Mrs. Parker could put her wits about her and confront us. I was grateful for that. Inside myself I was giggling at the look on their mom's face. It was priceless.

Jenny's rental car was a small SUV. I watched her walk in front of me. She was so fucking sexy it was unreal.

She called to us over her shoulder saying, "You two get in the back."

I went around to the passenger side and climbed into the back seat. As I buckled my seatbelt Jenny got into the driver's side and John sat in the back seat beside me. The SUV was large enough to fit three in the back and I was not happy with the distance between John and me.

Jenny quickly started it up, pulled out of the yard, and headed toward the Interstate. I had no idea what lake or where we were going, I was just happy to finally be away from the Parkers. They were wonderful people but I needed to be away from them. I needed to get fucked really hard and I couldn't get that in their house.

Jenny said, "It'll be a little while. You two get comfortable."

John looked at me and said, "You look so hot tonight."

I replied, "Me? What about Jenny?"

John smiled and nodded.

"Well?" Jenny asked, not able to see his smile and nod. "What about me?"

I laughed as John said, "Jen, you are super hot. Where did you get that outfit?"

"What? This old thing?" Jenny replied.

I laughed. "So, John, I'm 'hot' but she's 'super hot', is that right?"

John laughed. I wasn't upset at all and he knew me plenty well enough to know I was just teasing him. He teased me back saying, "Well yeah, did you see what she's wearing?"

"Did that turn you on?" I asked, pretending to be upset.

"Yeah," John replied.

"You get hard thinking about your sister, don't you?" I teased.

John nodded with a smile.

I knew my talking would get him going and I could see by the tent in his pants, it was working. I smiled back at him.

He leaned toward me and I met him halfway. We were restrained by our seatbelts but we managed to kiss each other; at first tentatively and then passionately. It had been a long time for both of us to be able to kiss each other without being under the ever-watchful eye of his mother.

As Jenny guided the car onto Interstate 10, I unbuckled my seatbelt. It was not the safest thing to do but I've always been more daring than most. I had been denied being close to John for way too long and I was done with it.

My nipples grew hard in my tight green strapless top. I could feel my pussy was already sopping wet and flowering open inside of my green silk panties. Nobody turned me on like John. I had been with a lot of men and women but I had never felt close to them like I felt to John. I loved him. I was addicted to him. I had to have him.

John cupped my big tits in his strong hands as I crossed the short distance to his seat and straddled his lap; facing him; kissing him; loving him. I laced my fingers into his short hair as we kissed, his tongue driving deep into my mouth. He smelled of musk and tasted of mint, clean and fresh.

From the front seat Jenny muttered, "I'm in the slow lane, as long as I don't swerve off the road watching you two."

I ignored her for the moment. I really liked Jenny and I knew this was her special outing. I wasn't planning on ruining it for her, but I had a need that only John could fulfill. I had been denied way too long.

John's fingers on my tits thrilled me but when he dropped his hands to my ass is when I really lost control. He cupped the cheeks of my ass and squeezed them sexily. He was under my skirt and feeling my ass, only partially covered by my panties.

I sighed into his mouth as I dropped my hands between us. I fumbled for a second at his pants until I found the top of his zipper. I pushed it down, opening his cargo pants. I immediately felt his hard throbbing cock, still encased in his silky boxers. I knew there was a big opening in the boxers too, since I had bought them, and it took me very little time to find it. I frantically dug his long hard throbbing cock out, wrapping my fingers around it. I jacked it up and down; making sure it was as hard as I thought it was.

John moaned into my mouth, lost in the feeling of my hand on his prick. I broke the kiss and whispered to him, "I've missed you so much."

"Me too," he sighed.

When I pulled my panties to the side and sank my dripping wet snatch down around his throbbing member, we both groaned with pleasure, he at the tightness of my hot box and me at the sweet stretching of my tender cunt. The smell of my fuck juices filled the air in the back of the car, overriding all colognes and perfumes. I needed no foreplay at that moment; the past few days had been foreplay enough for me.

I sank lower and lower down around John's big dick. It felt longer and thicker than I remembered. I loved the full feeling as I nestled the lips of my tight-stretched pussy down against his pants and boxers. I didn't mind the cold zipper against my skin; I was too swept away by the feeling of the throbbing meat inside of me to care.

John looked at my face as we held still for the moment, enjoying the closeness of each other, Jenny complained, "Are you two just going to sit there all night? I can't see anything under that skirt. Did you take his cock out?"

I couldn't help but chuckle at that.

John boldly lifted my skirt up over my ass so his sister could see his cock buried inside of me.

Not one to miss a chance at being watched, I lifted off of him almost all the way and then stroked back down his shaft, giving Jenny a show. I have a strong exhibitionist streak. That's one of the things I like most about orgies; being watched.

"Oh shit," Jenny muttered. "That's fucking hot."

I kissed John as I fucked him, slowly at first and then faster and faster, driving my little butt down onto his lap again and again. I loved the sweet friction of his throbbing dick inside of me. That's what I really needed for the past several days, John's hard cock driving deep inside of me unencumbered by a damn wall.

John groaned in pleasure as I fucked him. I knew he had come the night before and I knew that Jenny had plans for him, so I hoped he could last a while and that he wouldn't come, but, honestly, in that moment I didn't really care.

As Jenny guided the SUV slowly down Interstate 10 and took the 210 exit before reaching Lake Charles, I fucked John in the back seat. I drove my little pink pussy down around his throbbing cock over and over, faster and faster, driving myself to greater and greater heights of pleasure. I needed this for so long and I was not to be denied.

John moaned and tipped his hips up slightly, giving me as much of his long hard cock as he could. He looked into my eyes as I fucked him. I could tell he was nowhere near coming.

"Now don't come, Johnny," Jenny called from the front seat. "If you do, you had better have enough for later."

We ignored her as I bounced on John's lap, the springs in the seat squeaking in protest and the other motorists getting quite a show as they passed us by. I knew Jenny would be getting off the Interstate soon and I would have to stop. I also didn't want to make John come, but I needed release.

As the SUV topped the 210 bridge, I thumped my ass down against John as hard as I could over and over. Then, finally, I felt something release inside me. I was coming.

I slammed my cunt down hard and ground my hips against him, churning his big prick deep inside of me. I shouted as my orgasm washed through me.

John held onto me as I came so that I didn't fall off of him. The soothing warmth of my orgasm spread throughout my body. It was a deep satisfying orgasm; the same one I had been craving since before we left Denver.

I let out a deep sigh as my orgasm began to abate. If John and I had been home alone I would have continued until one or both of us were unable to walk, but that was not the plan. I have been to lots of orgies and a very important concept is sharing. So, over the years I have developed the ability to stop and let someone else have a turn.

I kissed John and lifted myself from off his hard throbbing cock. I looked down at his shaft and it was still very hard and very red. I took it in my fist and pumped slowly up and down.

It was wet and glistening with my juices. I knelt on the seat, bent low, and took him into my mouth. His cock was hard and hot between my lips. He tasted like me. It was my fuck juices and my girl-cum that I tasted. I liked it.

I quickly slurped up my juices from off his shaft. His pants were a little wet already but I did what I could to keep them from getting any wetter. I loved sucking a big cock. As long as it wasn't too thick for my lips to stretch around it, I could suck on a cock all day.

As I felt the car shift I knew that Jenny was taking an exit. I pulled up and sat back in my seat.

"Are we stopping?" John asked me, sounding disappointed.

"Sorry babe," I said as I buckled my seatbelt. "Traffic," I explained.

Jenny added, "Johnny, be a good boy and you will soon get more pussy than you can handle."

John laughed and replied, "I don't know, I can handle quite a bit. I've had a lot of experiences since we last got together."

"Oh, really? Like what?" Jenny asked, her curiosity piqued.

I smiled to myself, thinking of all the experiences he I had over the last few months, as I looked around. We had taken an exit and were in heavy traffic. Finally, signs of civilization.

John hesitated, thinking about how much he really wanted to tell his sister. His cock was finally beginning to deflate as he wrestled with the idea of divulging everything we had done in the last few months.

"Well?" Jenny pressed as the light turned green and we drove past a Wal-Mart and several fast food restaurants.

"Lots of stuff," John snapped, being vague.

Jenny laughed. "Okay, Mr. Stud, at least tell me this. How many women have you had sex with in one night?"

John looked at me for help. I could see in his eyes that he wanted to tell her but he also knew that telling her that would tell her something about me to. He was so considerate.

I shrugged and gestured toward Jenny, encouraging him to go ahead and tell her. I had no problem with Jenny knowing a bit about our business. I wasn't jealous of her or competing with her. I liked her.

John said, "Five."

"What?" Jenny shouted, completely shocked. "No fucking way!"

"Total way!" I piped up, supporting John. Then to John I asked, "The Burnsley?"

He nodded and said, "I can never keep track at the club so I have no idea about that."

"But the Burnsley was only four women. You and I didn't-"

"Yes, we did," he interrupted. "At IHOP. A blowjob is still sex and it was the same night."

"Damn," Jenny said slowly in awe, having heard our entire exchange.

John and I both laughed at that. I loved to show off for someone who might appreciate such a thing. My exhibitionism was rubbing off on John.

Misunderstanding our laughter, Jenny said, "Oh, you guys are pulling my leg."

"Not at all," John replied.

"Robin?"Jenny asked, sure that I would laugh it off.

I said, "He's telling the truth. He regularly has sex with several girls but that night it was definitely five."

"You are bullshitting me! What were their names?" she challenged.

Without hesitation I replied, "There was me at IHOP; I blew him in the janitor's closet. Then at the hotel there was Maria, Dana, Kikue, and Raine."

Jenny paused for a moment as we travelled through a suburban neighborhood. Then she said, "What were you doing while he was having sex with all those women?"

I smiled at the memory and replied, "Me? I was doing Maria's husband Alex and Dana's boyfriend Chris."

"You helped me with Raine," John pointed out.

"Just to hold her down," I replied.

"Oh my God, you guys are serious, aren't you?" Jenny said.

John and I smiled at each other. We really had been through some adventures that most people would find a little extreme. That was our lifestyle. It was not one that just anyone would appreciate. Most men might but most women wouldn't. As for me, I could think of several things I had never done that was more extreme than our lifestyle.

"You held some poor girl down for Johnny to fuck?" Jenny asked, concerned.

"She likes things a little rough," I quickly explained. "It was all in good fun."

"Wow," she said, now driving through an area with many overhanging trees and fewer houses. We were starting to leave civilization behind again.

"Oh, wait a minute," I said, remembering something. "That's not right. IHOP was the night we met Heather at TSC."

"Oh, shit, you're right. So that night was only four. But the night we met Heather was more than that."

"Was it?" I asked. We told each other everything we did but I didn't remember.

"Yeah, after IHOP, there was Tammy, Maria, Melissa, Anne, Rita, and Heather. That's six, without IHOP," he said.

Jenny got a wistful look on her face and said, "You guys make me feel like an amateur."

John smiled with pride at impressing his sister but I picked up on her underlying concerns. I didn't want her to call the whole thing off. I said, "Oh no, Jenny. You are so fucking hot; you are a party all by yourself. I can't wait to be alone with you and your little brother."

Jenny laughed but I could see that I had touched the right nerve. "Thanks. I'll try to make it worth your while."

"So, what's your fantasy, Jenny? What are we going to do tonight?" I prodded. The sun was beginning to set and the shadows of the trees grew long. We had left the shelter of the overhanging trees and were now surrounded on both sides by fields and marshland. Houses and businesses were few.

"Well, let's just say, I want to know what it's like to fuck you," Jenny told me.

Strap-on? I wondered. But why would that require a threesome? It didn't really matter to me what we did. I just wanted to make her feel at ease and in control again. I'm a controlling person but Jenny is more-so. I laughed. "That sounds awesome. Anything that involves me getting fucked, I'm all for it."

John and Jenny both laughed heartily at that. They both knew that was true.

Jenny drove until the road nearly ended at a line of trees. I could see up ahead that it took a sharp left and there was a house on the left inside corner. However, there was also a dirt road off to the right that plunged into a thick forest area. This is the road she took.

About one hundred yards down the narrow dirt road Jenny pulled off to the side and stopped. She put the SUV in park and killed the engine. "We're here," she announced.

I didn't like the look of it. The forest was thick and dark all around. I could see a small sliver of darkening sky above. The sun would be completely down soon and we would be plunged into utter darkness.

I looked at John in worry but he had already zipped up his pants and unbuckled his seatbelt. He tugged at the door handle, opened it, and stepped out into the road.

Jenny didn't notice my concern either. She hopped out and closed the door behind her. While John circled to the back of the car, Jenny looked at me from beyond the opened back door and said, "It might be better for you to slide over and exit from this side of the car. You may not be able to open the door on that side."

I looked out my window and found that the trees were very close to the car on the right side and I would not be able to open the door very far. The forest was a little frightening and I was grateful not to have to step out into it alone.

As Jenny joined John at the back of the SUV and opened the hatchback, I unbuckled myself, slid across the seat, and stepped out of the SUV. The road was so narrow that I was already on the other side. Any car would have to maneuver carefully to get around the parked SUV. It was possible, but tight. I pushed the door closed.

"Where are we? I thought we were going to a lake," I said to no one in particular.

From behind the car I heard Jenny ask John, "Can you handle this?"

"Sure," he replied.

Jenny walked around from the back of the SUV. She looks so sexy in her black outfit I could feel my pussy cream inside my panties. My eyes darted from her full tits filling out the material above the corset to the bare strips of thigh between the tops of her hose and the bottom of her skirt. I forced my eyes back up to the soft pink lips I wanted to kiss and then, finally, to her piercing blue eyes which seemed to sparkle in the failing light.

I found that Jenny was looking at me too, concentrating on my bared midriff. This just made my pussy cream even more. I lost my fear of the forest in my mounting desire for Jenny. Her eyes travelled up to my tits and then to my bare freckled chest and shoulders.

Jenny reached out and gently placed her hand on my shoulder. She lightly and quickly trailed her fingers down my arm until she reached my hand. "Come with me," she said softly as she took my hand and led me into the forest on the left side of the road.

As we walked I realized that the forest floor was covered with old brown pine straw and there was very little undergrowth. The pine trees rose high into the air leaving the floor of the forest easy to navigate. Few animals lived here but for the birds and squirrels high in the trees.

Jenny led me about fifty yards through the forest stopping at a point where the trees parted and there was a sheer drop of 20 feet straight down. We were on the edge of a big lake. I could see the setting sun just barely glinting off the dappled water. There was a breeze coming off the lake that sent goose bumps over my skin. It was a little chilly in this spot.

"Wow," I whispered. "It's beautiful."

Jenny shrugged. "It's okay, I guess. Down to your right is where the dirt road ends at a boat launch and a couple houses. So, this is the lake we were talking about and there's a nice clearing back this way."

I let Jenny lead me back into the forest. We took a slightly different path than the one we had come down but I felt I still had my bearings and knew where the SUV was. After walking about 30 yards we came to a large clearing in the center of the forest. It was protected from the cold wind, from which I was glad to get away. I knew it was going to get colder as it got later but as long as there wasn't a wind I felt I'd be okay. Having lived in Denver for the last several years, my tolerance was high.

In the center of the clearing stood John, a huge blanket laid out on the ground in front of him with rechargeable electric lanterns on each corner. They combined to light up the whole clearing. There were also three flashlights and a small duffle bag at his feet.

I smiled. I liked it. I had been waiting for this moment ever since I figured out what 'looking at Christmas lights' really meant.

"You really have this planned out, don't you?" I muttered appreciatively as I took off my shoes and stepped onto the blanket.

"You like?" Jenny asked as she too took off her heels.

I nodded and mischievously commented, "It's like you've met here before."

John burst out laughing and nodded. "Once or twice," he admitted.

That's when Jenny laughed, "More like one or two dozen times."

"I wish I could have seen that," I said as the three of us, now barefoot stood on the blanket in the middle of the forest just talking.

"I hope no one ever saw us. If they did, I'm sure we would have gotten busted," John said.

"That's not what I meant," I told him. He could be really dense sometimes, but, more often than not, I found that endearing.

John looked at me quizzically.

I rolled my eyes at him and smiled. "Kiss her," I gently instructed.

His eyes went wide. Even after all this, he was still hesitant to do anything with his sister in front of me. I was about to break him of that once and for all.

Jenny stood there looking so sexy but she waited patiently. I was impressed. For someone who liked to be in control as much as Jenny, waiting was a big deal.

John leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips as I watched. Before he could pull away, Jenny laced her fingers into the short hair at the back of his head and kissed him back. I watched as she opened her mouth and John did the same. Their tongues played inside their mouths and my pussy creamed at the sight.

"Oh god," I sighed. I whispered, "Pretend I'm not here, John. Touch your sister like you were here alone with her."

John's right hand wrapped around and rested at the small of Jenny's back while his left hand rose between their bodies and cupped one of her full breasts. He kneaded the firm globe gently with his fingers as he kissed her more and more passionately.

Jenny pulled her glasses off with her free hand and tossed them aside. She pressed her hips against her brother as they kissed. From the way her hips were twitching I knew she had to already be wet.

I couldn't help but cup my own firm tits in my hands as I watched the siblings kiss. It was so hot and I didn't want to break the spell I was placing them under. They were putting on a show for me and I wanted to see how far they would go before they insisted I join. This was Jenny's fantasy and I had taken over for the time being. I expected her to take that control back eventually.

John's hand on Jenny's back dropped lower and boldly cupped her ass, helping her grind her hips against him. I was sure he was hard and his bulge must have been pressing firmly against her pussy by the way Jenny moaned into her brother's mouth in pleasure.

I didn't rush them as John continued to kiss Jenny passionately. He stopped kneading her tit and, finding the hard bud of her nipple, he caressed it through the thin fabric. I could see Jenny melt into his arms with the pleasure of it and I melted in sympathetic pleasure at the sight of it.

John's plaid shirt had snaps across the front and, breaking the kiss, Jenny grabbed either side of his shirt and pulled it apart. The snaps popped open easily, revealing his hairy lightly-muscled chest. She looked down and caressed her hands across his chest, pushing his shirt down his arms. He pulled his arms back and let his shirt drop to the blanket.

Jenny flashed me a wicked grin as she grabbed John's head and pulled him to her neck. He licked and nipped at the tender skin of her long sexy neck. "Yes, Johnny, that's a good little brother," she cooed.

John cupped both hands around Jenny's ass, venturing boldly up under her short black skirt. He stroked her asscheeks for a while before gently probing his fingers beneath the thin pink fabric of her panties.

I slowly stepped around them, watching my boyfriend caress his sister's ass. I knelt behind her, a couple feet away, to watch him work on her. The sight made me so fucking wet.

John's fingers worked under his sister's pink panties, caressing her asshole without penetration. She moaned at that. Then his arms wrapped around her waist even more, his fingers finding the opening to her dripping pussy from behind.

"Yes, Johnny, touch me," she gasped and sighed.

John pulled her panties down off her ass with one hand and caressed her pussy from behind with the other. His arm was wrapped around her and he had to twist around a great deal in order to reach her clit but he managed. With the panties down around her knees I watched John press his fingers to her hard clit.

I touched my own pussy under my skirt as I watched, my panties soaked with my juices. The live sex show, starring my boyfriend and his older sister, was more of a turn-on than any orgy I had attended. I think it was the wickedness of the whole thing that turned me on so.

"Lay down," Jenny commanded and John, as if he had done it many times before, immediately lay down on his back. Jenny stepped out of her panties, straddled John's head, and knelt down. Her bare dripping snatched settled over her brother's face, her skirt hiding him from view. "Eat me," she hissed.

I crawled forward on the blanket and brazenly lifted the back of Jenny's skirt. I had to see everything. I wasn't disappointed.

John lapped voraciously at his sister's pussy in long smooth strokes, just like he licked me at home. Then he pressed his tongue deep inside her cunt, tasting her juices deep inside. His right hand cupped her ass while his left hand found me. He cupped one of my tits in his hand and I almost came at the thought of him touching me as he ate his own sister's pussy. It was so wicked.

I enjoyed the show for a moment more but, prompted by John's fingers on my tits and my own hand on my pussy, I decided that it was time to escalate things a bit. I dropped Jenny's skirt and, not out of reach from John since I liked his touch so much, I unzipped John's cargo pants. Having already found the hole in his boxers, his hard cock sprang into view. I watched in fascination as a drop of pre-cum oozed out and coated the head. He was just as turned on as Jenny and I were.

I licked around the head, tasting the fluid off the tip of his cock and coating his dick with my saliva. I knew it would cool quickly but before I let the cold affect him too much I sucked him into my mouth. I loved the feel of his stiff meat, pulsing and hot, as it slipped between my lips, over my tongue, and rested at the back of my throat. Filling my mouth with cock made my pussy twitch with anticipation and I loved that feeling.

John moaned up into Jenny's pussy and he gripped hard at my tit. I didn't mind. I liked it a little rough sometimes. Besides, it felt good to feel wanted so desperately.

"Eat my fucking pussy, Johnny, while your little slut of a girlfriend sucks your cock," Jenny moaned. She was living out her own fantasies just as I was.

I felt so close to her and I loved her calling me a slut. I felt like one; like a depraved whore wickedly blowing John while he ate out his own sister. His hot prick glided against my tongue, filling my mouth over and over again.

Slurping noisily at his sister's pussy from underneath her skirt, John tugged my blouse down until my tits popped out, dangling straight down from my chest, the nipples hard and straining for John's fingers to caress them. He did, running his fingers lightly against each one for a moment and then, becoming rougher, he began pinching and tugging at them, rubbing them roughly between his fingers and setting my head spinning with passion as I bobbed my head atop his long hard prick faster and faster.

"Yeah, that's it," I heard Jenny hiss. "Suck my fucking clit, Johnny! Oh god, just like that! Make your big sister come. Oh fuck!"

I glanced at Jenny and watched for a moment as she ground her body down on John's poor face. I knew he could take it. I had done that to him many times.

As Jenny shouted in orgasm, her voice echoing through the trees, I returned to sucking on John's big cock. He was rock-hard and I knew that he would be able to last a long time. I was counting on that. I stroked his shaft as I sucked on it, twisting my wrist around his dick, which I knew would make him even harder.

John moaned up into Jenny's crotch and thrust his hips up, his cock protruding obscenely from his open cargo pants and boxers. I reached in and caressed his warm balls as I lapped my tongue against the sensitive underside of his prick. I wanted to be sure he was nice and wet for Jenny, because I knew what must be coming next.

Taking only a moment to catch her breath, Jenny did not disappoint me. She lifted off John's face and pushed herself down his body. She kissed him on the mouth, tasting her own sweet fuck juices from his lips. "Good boy," I heard her whisper to him.

I moved out of the way as Jenny straddled her brother's hips. She reached down between them, aimed his long hard prick at her pink pussy, and sank down until her ass rested on his thighs. Between John's cargo pants and Jenny's skirt, I couldn't see a thing, however, the knowledge that my boyfriend's prick was lodged deep inside his sister made my pussy cream into my already soaked panties.

"Is this what you wanted to see?" Jenny asked me. "You want to see me fuck my little brother?"

I looked up into her lust-covered face. She was so pretty. Her glasses were gone but her hair was still pulled back into that big ponytail. She was fully clothed, her hard nipples denting the fabric of her outfit. I couldn't actually see his cock inside of her, but I knew what she meant. All I could do was nod at her.

She gave me a big wicked grin and said, "You're such a slut." She began slowly rising and falling atop John's hips, fucking her brother.

If there was ever a case of 'the pot calling the kettle black' this was it. I would have laughed if I wasn't so turned on. I returned her wicked grin instead.

Jenny reached toward me and laced her fingers into my mane of orange-red hair. She pulled me to her and I didn't resist. We kissed; passionately and deeply. I wrapped my arms around her and thrilled to the knowledge that the rising and falling of her body that I felt was her fucking my boyfriend; her brother.

John reached up under my skirt and pulled my green silk panties down my thighs. They were so wet they left a trail down my legs. I had been in a lot of sexy situations before but I can't recall ever having been turned on as much as I was at that moment.

I felt the cool breeze against my bare pussy just before John's hand covered it. He pressed his fingers against my clit, sending rockets of pleasure deep into my brain as I continued to kiss his sister; the same sister that was fucking him.

Jenny lifted me up so she could wrap her lips around the nipple of my left breast. She sucked hard at the stiff bud, sending shivers down my spine. Her breath was hot on my tender skin. John was still able to reach my pussy at the same time.

I knelt there for a moment, enjoying the sensations until I couldn't take much more. I kicked off my panties and sat my pussy down over John's face. I needed that so badly.

Jenny released me but we looked at each other, both of us on our knees with our faces only inches apart. Her black skirt hid John's big cock stroking in and out of her pussy. My green skirt hid John's face, his tongue lapping at my clit and, occasionally, stroking in and out of my pussy. We were barefoot, John had his shirt off, and I had my blouse around my waist, but, other than that, we were all fully clothed.

"Is this what you wanted?" Jenny asked me, never slowing in her stroking John's cock with her tight pussy. "To see me fucking your boyfriend? Fucking my own brother?" she asked as she lifted the front of her skirt.

I had seen John's cock fucking any number of women, but to see him fuck his own sister sent me over the edge. His tongue had been working on my pussy and when I saw his cock going in and out of his sister's cunt, I came. I moaned loudly and pressed my pussy down hard on his face.

I was lost in my orgasm for a minute, pleasure swirling around me and embracing me. My body felt warm and I knew I was shouting and gasping but I couldn't stop. I felt my fuck juices wash out of my cunt and try to drown John, but I didn't care. I was light and he was strong so he could have pushed me away at any time had he needed to.

I was just coming down from my orgasm, hearing my own gasps and moans echoing back to me off the trees, when Jenny barked, "Fuck!" as her own orgasm took her. She leaned into me and I held her as she came on her brother's big pulsating cock. I could feel John move below us, working his hips and churning his prick deep inside his sister's seething cunt.

Jenny panted and moaned against me as John worked his cock up inside of her. Her breathing slowed and she rose up, sitting full on her brother's dick. She used her own hips to churn him inside of her. "Wow," I whispered.​