then somebody had been in Darlene's pants and I was glad. I knew about blow jobs, naturally, but except for that one time in L.A., my acquaintance was at best secondhand. Now, with Darlene performing on my prick like a great clarinetist, I quickly discovered that I might as well have been a virgin that way too.
She licked, she sucked, she nibbled with her teeth, she made a cunt of her beautiful mouth and pumped up and down on my rod until it grew taller and thicker than ever before… all the time giving its base and my balls a gentle massage with her fingers and palm that sent shivers of sheer delight racing the length of my spine. More important, she sensed when I was ready to spurt and withdrew briefly, lifting her lips and hand from my throbbing dong and looking up at me with a silent laugh of happiness.
“I love doing this,” she whispered. “Isn't it awful?”
I said, “Awful isn't exactly the word for what I'm feeling.” I reached for her wonderful mop of red hair and pushed her mouth back over my cock and she got to work again… and when she tried to pull clear after a couple of minutes I held her there forcibly while the sperm rushed up from the balls she was gripping and exploded from the tip of my rod, deep in her gullet. When I finally released her, some of my jizzum was running down the side of her chin, and I pulled her close and kissed it clean, relishing the salty warmth of my own semen.
Then her lips were on mine again and she was crowding her soft, exciting curves against my naked body and our tongues went into their tango. Suddenly she pulled clear and reached for my still-stiff and throbbing cock and said, “Isn't it supposed to lie down and rest for a while?”
“If you really watched me with Anita this afternoon, you know better,” I told her.
She grimaced and said, “That part of the action was mostly under water, so I couldn't really see what went on. But, goodness, darling, you're the first boy I've fucked who can make it twice without stopping… not to mention for the second time in the same day.”
“Don't knock it,” I told her.
“Who's knocking?” She laughed silently again and once again her hungry lips and tongue sought mine… and found them for the most exciting kiss I had ever known till then. We lay there, side by side, for a while, with only my rigid cock between us and it was very sweet but fast becoming more than I could bear. Sister or no sister, things had gone too far to pull back… I had to get that aching prick into her body and let nature take its course.
Darlene apparently was of the same mind, for she stalled me, wriggling her body upward against me without breaking our kiss, and then sliding my joystick right up into her deliciously sopping wet cunt until our hairs met and mingled in a double mat of delight… all without having to put me in the saddle, thanks to the position of her cunt. She sighed and removed her lips from mine and said, “I used to think there was something wrong with me… having my pussy so far forward.”
I said, “But now you know better.”
She laughed again and wriggled against me and said, “Oh, do I know
Her wriggled, with my cock imbedded all the way in her tunnel, set me afire, I began to thrust and withdraw, slowly and only halfway, and she advanced and withdrew her sweet little pussy in perfect union with me. At first we took it slowly, savoring the delights of making one another's carnal acquaintance. Darlene had a perfectly delicious little cunt. Where Anita's had been soppily sweet and narrow at the entrance, it was roomy once you got past the barrier, save when she tightened her inside muscles the second time I came within her. Darlene's was like the blade of a rapier… or maybe the scabbard would be a better way of putting it… all the way up. Putting it into her was like putting a single finger into a very tight-fitting glove… and way at the end there were soft little flangelike membranes that excited the crown of my cock like crazy.
After a bit, I got an idea and slowly slid my tool out of its pulsating container so that only the very tip was within her lips. I felt her gasp at the emptiness she must have felt and pulled back each time she thrust her hungry cunt at my cock to reclaim it for her own, barely maintaining the contact.
“Don't, darling,” she whispered hoarsely, “You're killing me. Put it back where it belongs…
I teased her a little longer, but no man in his right mind could keep out of that heavenly place for long once he had enjoyed its sweet fruit, and then let her have it… hard, fast and all the way. She lay still on her side, shuddering with the shock, and then she exploded, gripping me tightly and opening up her legs and rolling on top of me and leaning forward so that her boobs swung back and forth across my face while her long red hair fell into my eyes. With the force of gravity working for us, my cock went so far into her guts that I was afraid I would actually rip her organs to pieces. But I didn't, of course, and the added penetration only served to add more inflammable fuel to the fires that burned within her… and within me as well. She literally came all over me. Her juices flowed so freely that not only my cock was soaked but the entire area around it, while the insides of her thighs were sticky sweet and when I reached for her buttocks to assert some sort of control, they, too, were liberally doused with Darlene's pussy juice.
All the time she was doing the most wonderful things with her bottom, bumping it up and down, pushing it north and south and then east and west and then rolling it around and around in a succession of circles. Thanks to the action I had already had that day, I was slow to come again, and the delay only made her action the greater. Darlene didn't just keep having orgasm after orgasm like Anita… she had a succession of peaks, each more intense than the last in a sort of mounting crescendo, until she reached a terrific climax that left her spent and shuddering and hanging on for dear life. She supported herself with her hands flat on my shoulders and half sobbed, “Oh, Jesus, Jeff… oh, Jesus.”
I was afraid she was through and would leave my climax unreached, so I put my right hand down and massaged her little clitoris while my cock was still imbedded in her cunt all the way to the roof. It was easy, thanks to the way her pussy was positioned, and I just poked my first two fingers into it and worked them around in that marvelous slime.
For a moment, Darlene stiffened on top of me, every muscle taut… and then she detonated with a quick little scream and began working her cunt around on my cock like a crazy woman, flopping her torso against mine with each stroke so that her breasts were repeatedly crushed between our sweat-covered torsos. Her eyes closed for long periods and I was afraid she was going to pass out, but she came back and looked down at me, blankfaced with passion. Once she gasped again, “Oh, Jesus, darling… you're killing me!” but she didn't get over this big hump for a much longer time… nor did her actions reveal any desire to be finished.
It kept getting sweeter and sweeter for me, too… and I had no intention of letting her off my prong until it had finished the job nature intended it for… so when she finally came to a stop, I reached down again and gave her steaming-wet clit another little massage.
She gasped,
But she could and we both knew it, and I began lifting my own rump and following her crazy motions, not just with my prick but with my whole body. This seemed to put her in some kind of overdrive, and I had to grab hold of the sides of my cot to keep us from tumbling off onto the floor… which could easily have roused the whole family. My sister flew into orbit and was lost to the world… and I could begin to feel the hot lava stirring behind my own jock. It was time for me to take control of the action for the finale… don't ask me how a greenhorn like me knew that, but I just did, it was instinctive, so I pulled her plunging, heaving, wriggling body down flat on mine and rolled her under me without once breaking the magic contact of cock in cunt.
Darlene cried softly, “Oh, Jeff… you're marvelous!” Then she began to cry for real with great tears rolling down her cheeks and mingling with the sweat and saliva on her face. This was the first time I had ever really been in a woman's saddle, and I liked it fine.
I flattened her deliciously curved body beneath mine and saw her breasts vanish into her torso as Anita's had done that afternoon when Cousin George was riding on top of her. Darlene planted her feet as far apart as the cot would permit and pulled up her knees so that she could bridge her body and thrust her cunt upward at my cock as I had been bridging to thrust my dong into her while she was riding shotgun on me. Each time I rammed it home, it seemed to go all the way up to her diaphragm and she quivered a little but corkscrewed her cunt right back for more. I tried the corkscrew motion myself and she clutched me convulsively and uttered a sharp little cry and her eyes rolled upward and she became dead weight beneath me. This was not what I wanted at all… since I was still far from finished. I kept right on fucking her, but it wasn't much fun… once I heard an older kid at school describe screwing one of the girls who was a lousy lay as like fucking a log of wood, and now I knew what he meant.
So I stopped with my tool still inside her dripping cunt like a banderillo's spear in a bull at the fights in Tijuana and decided to have some fun on my own. I had been around girls all my life… with three real sisters and one
