touching her most sensitive nerves.
Robin collapsed, exhausted, soaked with perspiration from her pleasure, a smile of satisfaction on her face. Billy collapsed on top of her, still panting heavily. He withdrew his sticky prick from her ass and just lay cm her for a minute. He had wanted to fuck her, he didn't care where, and now he'd taken her through a hard on of pleasures she had never experienced before.
Billy was still trying to catch his breath when he spoke to her. 'Tell me that wasn't as good as your boy friend,' he told her, but she didn't answer him.
He lay on her, still panting. They waited a few minutes, then, incredibly, Billy was ready to fuck again. He'd been waiting to be with a woman for so long, and now he planned to savor every moment he had with her.
He lifted his hands from her belly and she fell to the bed, exhausted. She wanted to sleep, to rest, but Billy wasn't quite through yet.
He rolled his little sister over onto her back, and again he studied every fold of her delicate skin, every strand of her beautiful blonde hair. What beautiful sister, he thought. He wished they could be friends, but he knew it was impossible. Then he climbed on top of her again, only this time he put his mouth at her cunt and his cock bumped her in the face.
'Oh, Billy, I'm too tired,' she told him, but to him that was a lie. He dug his face deep into her gash, licking the wet folds of her cunt, sucking her clitoris into his mouth, then gently massaging it with his tongue.
Robin couldn't believe it. She could feel her cunt fill with fire again as he sucked at her moist pussylips. The river of warmth inside her luscious box was bubbling overflow, and he licked her juice like a cat sipping milk.
The excitement of his lips on her cunt was filling her with passion again, and now she fingered his huge balls that dangled in her face. She raised a tongue to them and licked his sac and, raising her hands up to his butt, she pulled his crotch all the way down to her face. Her eager lips found the foreskin of his throbbing knob, and they closed tight wound it. Her crotch ground against his face as he sucked her clitoris, driving her wild with frenzy, so that she began drawing his prickshaft deep into her mouth, sucking it as hard as she ever had sucked any dick, trying to draw that delicious sweet cum out of him.
Their wet bodies were writhing in passion now as they sucked each other's most sensitive parts. His tongue found her bud, and her tongue was sliding into the slit on the head of his cock. And then she was groaning, screaming in ecstasy again as she climaxed, his mouth filling with sweet juice of youth.
As she was climaxing, she sucked his pecker harder and harder, trying to drain bin of his virility, trying to swallow his rod if she sucked and sucked, and he shot in her mouth over and over, his generous cream filling her with pleasure as she tried to swallow it down.
But she just couldn't swallow fast enough. Neither could believe what they were doing to each other Robin had never had this many orgasms in her entire life, let alone a couple of hours.
And Billy. Well, this was the first time Billy had ever stuck his cock in anything besides his own hands. And how he loved it! He wondered why he hadn't been smart enough or brave enough to try all this before now. But he was satisfied, and he lay on top of her, exhausted, slowly bringing his breathing back to normal.
Robin was spent, too, and she lay there quietly; his prick, now limp, touching the corner of her mouth. They fell asleep that way, his head resting on her muff, of blonde fur, and her smiling mouth resting next to his huge cock.
The two lovers had forgotten about everything except making each other come, and as they drifted off into a restful bleep, both naked to the world, Janie came strolling into her apartment.
CHAPTER THREE
Janie was whistling as she came into her apartment, thinking about how well she'd done on her last test. Well, she thought, it's going to be very quiet with both my boy friend and Robin's gone for the weekend. She threw her books down on a chair and spotted the mail on the dining table. But it was just a bunch of bills and advertising, nothing to spend any time reading.
'Robin?' she called, but there was no answer. The apartment was silent except for Janie's whistling. The summer heat was starting to creep up her lovely young body, and Janie felt herself starting to sweat, so she went to the window and turned on the air conditioning. She turned and headed for the bedroom, and her whistling came to an abrupt halt. She spotted Robin's skimpy bikini on the floor, the two pieces scattered, and she wondered what had happened. She picked the bikini up in her hands, and she could feel the dampness of it, so she knew that her twin sister had been there in the last few minutes or so. She looked up at the couch, and that, too, was fairly messed up. Then she spotted two wet towels lying on the floor next to each other. Strange, she thought.
'Robin!' she called out again, but still no answer. The whole thing puzzled her. Well, maybe she went out for a while or something she thought to herself, and shrugged the whole thing off. He whistling resumed as she male her way into the bedroom. It was so hot, and she wanted to get out of the summer dress wearing, maybe even go for a swim. Her hand found the door knob to her roam, and she opened it.
'What?' she screamed as her eyes focused on the naked bodies of her brother and sister. She couldn't believe her eyes! Still standing at the doorway, she listened to the two lovers sleep. Examining their sweaty bodies, her eyes saw Billy's large hands covering her sister's luscious mound of blonde fuzz, his arm resting between her thighs, and, oddly enough, it seemed as it his arm belonged there. Then her eyes ran over Billy's masculine body, down his hairy belly and finally on his resting cock, which hung close to Robin's smiling but sleeping mouth. Janie thought she was dreaming. She closed the door, taking a deep breath, but then she opened it again to make sure that what she had just seen was for real.
And sure enough it was! Her very own brother and sister had been making love, balling! At first the thought disgusted her, but as she watched her brother's beautiful body resting on the bed, her mind filled with all sorts of thoughts.
First of all, she felt a bit embarrassed, afraid that one of them might wake up and find her staring at their nude bodies. But the scene intrigued her too much to be worried about it, and as she stood there, erotic pictures began forming in her mind. She saw her brother lacking Robin, his huge, erect prick piercing his sister's cunt, the two of them panting heavily as they brought each other to climax. But then Janie found herself dreaming about making it with Billy herself.
At first the thought repulsed her, but when her eyes caught the satisfied smile on her sister's face, she wondered if fucking her brother might be enjoyable after all. If her sister did it, then she could do it, because they'd always done everything together. Ever since they were small, the two twin sisters had always been with each other, whether it was on dates, at the playground or whatever.
And as Janie fantasized about her brother's big, brawny body, she felt her nipples swell under her flimsy dress, her body aching for him now, juices running out of her heating cunt. Then she realized that she was jealous. She wanted to fuck Billy; she wanted to be lying next to his big beautiful body, with his hand on her snatch instead of her sister's. Her jealousy made her fill with desire even more, for now she was picturing just her and Billy making it on the same bed that he and Robin were lying on. Soon she found herself angry with her brother and sister for not including her in this. They had probably intended to get dressed before she came home and act as if nothing had happened. But instead they'd both fallen asleep from exhaustion.
Janie couldn't stand watching them sleeping there any longer, and she threw her sister's bikini down and closed the door. She didn't bother to even change her dress as she had planned, but instead went into the living room and put on a record.
Janie sat on the couch and found a magazine, hoping she could take her mind off her brother and sister who lay naked in the bedroom. But she couldn't. Her mind kept picturing the two lovers satisfying each other, making each other crazy with pleasure, wishing she could have been a part of it.
She had a notion to go in there and wake them both up, but her better judgment told her to just let it be.
Her mind wandered to her parents. What would they think if they could see all this? The thought shocked her, and the remembered when she was a kid how she tad heard that if a girl fucked her brother, she would have deformed babies. But Janie knew these things were all false, that balling a brother was probably just as pleasurable as balling a boy friend. She picked the magazine up again, trying to put such thoughts out of her mind.
