Recalling the disappointment he'd seen on Carla's face (and what she'd done after he'd cum in her mouth), it dawned on Robert that his sister might be glad about what they were doing the same way (and for the same reasons) he was. Awakened to the possibility that Carla wasn't a completely unwilling participant, the young man silently resolved to do as much for her as she'd done for him.
After mentally reviewing the little bit of factual information he had about cunnilingus, he leaned forward; when his head got close to his sister's pelvis, he got his first whiff of a singularly enticing aroma. After a couple of seconds, he understood that what he was smelling was the liquid that was making Carla's opening and labia shine. Knowing that it was the scent of her arousal only added to the appeal of its slightly musky and somehow sweet overtones, and made him eager to find out if her juices tasted as good as they smelled.
Extending his tongue, he drew the end of it across her opening and got his first taste of essence of emale- and fell in love with it. Carla's taste wasn't exactly the same as the smell, it was somehow better. He repeated his actions, and extended them by drawing his tongue up between his sister's labia for a little ways. Another pass of his tongue ended only after he'd made careful contact with her clitoris, which drew a soft noise of pleasure from her. Robert didn't think anyone else could see what had happened, but he'd felt Carla lifting herself up slightly to increase the contact between his tongue and her pussy… something that told him she liked what he was doing.
Carla had felt mixed emotions as she'd watched Robert's face approaching her pelvis. That she'd finally find out if having her pussy 'eaten' was as good as it sounded like it would had her feeling eager anticipation, while she was deathly afraid that her brother wouldn't find her taste and smell as appealing as she did. Much to her relief, his reaction after his tongue touched her the first time was enough to reassure her that she wasn't gross or disgusting there. When he'd progressed to touching her clitoris with his tongue, she couldn't help trying to increase the pressure at least a
Though she hadn't meant it as a signal, Carla knew that Robert had noticed what she'd done when his next contact with her clit was firmer than the first; since the second wasn't as firm as she liked, she tried pressing herself up again. It apparently worked, because when Robert began using his tongue on her clit again, it was nearly perfect. Between what he was doing to and with her clitoris, and the way he was using his tongue at the entrance to her vagina, Carla was receiving more and better stimulation from Robert than she'd ever managed to give herself.
Robert had been worried that he wasn't pleasing Carla when he felt her press herself up against his tongue a second time, but she didn't do it again; when he realized that she was beginning to get even wetter than she'd been before, his fears were completely assuaged, leaving him free to enjoy what he was doing. The taste of his sister was a treat for Robert's taste buds, and knowing that he was arousing her just by using his mouth on her left him feeling rather pleased with himself. It wasn't long until he was totally focused on what he was doing between his sister's thighs.
Vic and Ellen had both watched the initial intimacy between their kids with horror and anguish, but as it had progressed, their reactions had gradually changed.
As he'd watched Robert's actions with his sister, Vic had gone from outrage at what his daughter was going through to consoling himself that at least Robert wasn't doing anything to hurt Carla. But the longer he stood there looking at his nude daughter, the more insistent the little voice in his head telling him how pretty she was became. Then the damn thing started pointing out how sexy she looked, and how she was responding to what her brother was doing to her-pointing out things that he'd willfully ignored: the faint flush she'd developed, how the ends of her breasts had erected and how hard her nipples had gotten, how willingly she'd sucked her brother's cock, and then how wet she was even before Robert started using his mouth on her. His reluctant awareness of her as a sexual being, grown and developed enough to engage in (and plainly enjoy!) the things their captors were having her do, combined with the sight of her lithe naked body to have him starting to feel a vague desire… the target of which he was unwilling to examine too closely.
Ellen had started with feeling great sympathy for what Carla was going through-at least until she realized she was looking at her son's erection waving in the air and thinking how much she'd like to feel something like it inside herself. She and Vic hadn't had sex in several weeks; since shortly after they started arguing, in fact. While she would have admitted that she wasn't what could be called 'passionate', she'd still come to miss the pleasure and release of sex more and more as the weeks had gone by. The first few times she'd looked at her naked son's equipment, she'd told herself that it was simply a normal motherly concern that her son was developing the way he should. But she kept looking more often, and for longer periods of time, and had to change her excuse to concern about what would happen to Carla if the men that had invaded their home demanded that the two teenagers take things too far. When Carla had been obliged to fellate her brother, Ellen hadn't noticed the increase of saliva in her own mouth, or that she was unwittingly doing things with her mouth and tongue as though SHE was the one with a penis in her mouth. Only when she watched Robert filling his sister's mouth with his semen did she realize that she was imagining the taste of cum on her own tongue… something that gave her no small thrill, despite the circumstances they were in.
Then Robert had been told to use his mouth on his sister, and Ellen couldn't help watching in anticipation as her children moved to comply with the demands of their captor; when her son had first touched his tongue to his sister's womanhood, Ellen could have sworn that she felt the sensation of it on her own genitals. Unbidden and unwelcome, her mind conjured up the image of Robert doing that to her, leaving her ashamed of herself-but unable to push it out of her thoughts.
She was so attentive to what her son was doing to her daughter that she almost didn't hear the man with the pistol tell her 'While Junior's finding out how good his sister tastes, mom, why don't you show missy what she should be doing when she gives blowjobs? It's starting to look like dad would like that.'
Glancing over to her husband, Ellen saw that his cock had indeed gotten longer and heavier, though he wasn't anywhere near having an erection. Her initial disgust that he was getting aroused was short-circuited by her shameful admission that she'd been feeling the same way.
She didn't start moving soon enough for the man with the gun, and when she saw him start to point it at her, she hurried to comply with his 'suggestion'. Moving in front of her husband, she knelt down on the floor before reaching out and taking him into her hand. After lifting the firm mass of his cock up, she leaned forward and took the head of it between her lips. As she started to use her tongue on him, she heard one of the men say 'You're supposed to be showing missy how to give head, mom, so the idea is make him cum hard, not fast.'
With her husband's cock in her mouth, Ellen could only nod her understanding before resuming her efforts. Remembering how adventurous and passionate the two of them had been when they were first married, she knew exactly what to do to get Victor erect.
Ashamed that his arousal was enough for their captors to notice, Vic felt a relief that he'd never admit to when he heard one of them tell his wife to use her mouth on him: he missed the sex with his wife more than she did, and it had been a long time…
It was a considerable pleasure and relief to him when he felt Ellen's warm, wet mouth surrounding the end of his dick. It got even better for him when she started doing the things she'd done while they were still newlyweds. Only a couple of minutes passed before she had him fully erect, and was slowly sliding her lips up and down his shaft. Closing his eyes, he tried to focus his attention on the feel of his dick in her mouth-but it wasn't long until the face he saw moving back and forth on his shaft was that of his daughter, not his wife. He managed to push the image away, but it kept coming back; each time it did, it became clearer and stayed longer… and aroused him even more, to his dismay.
Ellen could tell that Vic was getting excited faster than she'd expected, but simply attributed it to the fact that they hadn't been intimate for so long. She had her own trouble with the thought that it was
Carla had had her eyes closed since shortly after Robert started licking her, her attention entirely on the incredible feelings he was creating. So when she opened her eyes again, and glanced over to see that her mother was kneeling in front of her father and doing to him what she'd done to Robert, it came as a considerable surprise to her. It also aroused her tremendously, since she'd had the normal crush on her daddy for years, and even masturbated to vague thoughts of the two of them 'together'. The angle they were at, she could easily see how long and big her father's penis was, and how it shined with saliva as her mother moved her head back and forth on
