his hands! Norma tried to distract Denny and Joyce with 'small talk' but finally their father's face actually fell in his plate! He refused coffee, then slobberingly kissed Denny and Joyce goodnight and stumbled off to bed. Without speaking, Denny and Joyce helped Norma clear the table. Then they watched television until 11:00 when Norma excused herself and went to bed.
In their own room, as they undressed, Joyce said to Denny, 'Why didn't you tell me daddy had become a-a slobbering drunk?'
'Didn't I tell you that he drank and they argued quite a bit?' Denny said. 'Uh-he doesn't always get like that. Don't worry, sis. It's gonna be a nice summer, you'll see.'
Denny climbed into bed, wearing only his shorts. He lay there with his hands clasped behind his neck until Joyce had changed into her cotton nightgown. Then he felt his sister lift the covers and crawl into the bed beside him. 'It's a strange room and a-a strange bed, Denny. Do you mind?'
'Heh-heh,' Denny said. 'Are you kidding? Come on in.'
'Norma is very patient with daddy,' Joyce whispered. 'I like her a lot. And I can tell you like her a lot-by the way you look at her.'
Joyce snuggled up very close now and Denny loved the pressing warmth of her body through the cotton nightie against him. 'What about you and dad?' he said. 'Jesus, is everybody in the world after everybody else's body-sons, daughters, mothers, fathers, step-parents, everybody?'
'You didn't see it all either,' Joyce said. 'After you went out into the kitchen with Norma, daddy put my hand on his-his thing! He had a hard-on, and he-he put my hand right on it!'
'When he gets drunk I guess anything's possible,' Denny said, the jealously rising within him again. 'Why don't you just get up and go away when he does that? Father's aren't supposed to… '
Joyce cuddled closer. 'Next time I will,' she said. 'But what about you and Norma? Remember our agreement? Are you sure you've told me everything about you and Norma? I know you pretty well, Denny Reardon. I have a feeling you left something out.'
'No,' Denny lied. 'I told you everything.'
'Very well,' Joyce said. 'Then I have a confession to make. There's something I didn't tell you about. It's about Roger.'
Roger Norris was Joyce's steady boyfriend in San Francisco. Denny had never liked him, because he was three years older than Joyce and had acne. Denny knew that all Roger wanted was to get inside his sister's pants. 'O.K., tell me,' Denny said.
'Roger and I've been going together for quite a while,' Joyce said. 'So before leaving him for the whole summer I decided to let him do a-a little something more than just-well, fooling around.'
'You didn't let that pimple-puss fuck you!' Denny said.
'Of course not,' Joyce said, ''Taut he taught me about French love.'
'You mean tongues on your-your privates?'
'Yes, you do it to each other with your tongues and-and it feels wonderful. Ohhhhh, does it feel good!'
'I imagine it does,' Denny said. He had heard about cock-sucking and cunt-lapping, of course. But he could not tell his sister that Norma had sucked him off last summer. He decided to behave somewhat innocently. For a long time now he had felt the urge to lick pussy. He saw lots of girls at school whose pussies he would love to lick, and of course he had thought of lapping Norma's snatch-not to mention sucking on his sister's hole. He wondered if maybe he could maneuver Joyce into that now! If she had let Roger Norris suck and kiss her pussy, why wouldn't she let her own brother do it? His heart began beating fast at the thought of this possibility.
'H-How did you do it?' he asked, his prick stirring inside his shorts.
'Well, we were just playing with each other,' Joyce said. 'Just kissing-uh-and then he was sucking my breasts. I was playing with his stiff prick, too. He has a really big prick, Denny-even a little longer than yours-and it was hard as a rock and oozing out some of his stuff. So he requested me to kiss it with my lips, and I did. So then he asked me to lick his pole a little, so I did. Finally, he even asked me to suck on it-just like he'd sucked on my nipples-but I thought I better not. I mean, I didn't want him to tell other boys I'd done that to him. Also, I was afraid he'd get so excited he might try to rape me or something. Boy, was he hot, though. He slid down on his knees onto the floor and licked my pussy. I was hot, too!'
'Where were you?' Denny asked.
'In his car.'
'You let him lick your pussy in his car?' Denny asked, shocked. He made a mental note that soon he would have to get a learner's permit and learn to drive himself.
'Right,' Joyce said matter-of-factly. 'I took my panties off and then he lapped and sucked between my legs for a long, long time. I didn't ever want him to stop, Denny. I mean it! I never felt anything so heavenly in my life. His tongue was just like a mop-his mouth was like a-a vacuum cleaner. He took each side of my pussy deep into his mouth and gobbled and gobbled. I mean, it was heaven! He spread the lips apart with his hand and licked right against the top, you know?'
Denny felt his sister's hand moving beneath the covers.
'Right up here. Ummm,' she continued. 'You know the way you've done it when you've finger-fucked me? Well, he did it the same way, except he used his tongue. Denny! It was like I was coming every second. Honest! He sucked and sucked and twirled with his tongue against my clit until I thought I was going out of my mind. I kept yelling 'faster, faster' and he wagged his head from side to side, pressing his tongue harder. Hey, what are you doing, Denny?' Joyce asked.
'What do you think I'm doing?' Denny said. 'I'm jerkin' off. I can't listen to this without doing something. Go ahead, sis.'
'Well, my whole body went limp and it felt like a million pinpricks running up and down my spine and even inside my-my bottom. No fooling. That's how good it was! My bung and boobies were tingling! Everything tingling and feeling good.'
'But you didn't let him fuck you?' Denny asked.
'No, but he did stick his prick between my legs and-and we pretended to fuck. But not really. Not inside. I wouldn't let him stick his wiener inside 'cause I don't want to get pregnant. Besides, he's so big I'm not sure I could fuck him. He really wanted to though.'
Denny was thumping his own meat faster now. 'Yeah, I b-bet he did,' he stammered. 'I–I want to fuck you, too.'
Joyce seemed to ignore his request, like always.
'Yes, Roger is awfully big,' she said. 'I'd rather be fucked by someone smaller the first time, you know? But what Roger did to me was really wonderful, huh? Anybody who would suck you that way is truly a marvelous person, huh?'
Denny wanted to suck his sister's cunt that very instant, but he wondered if maybe he could suck her and then fuck her, too. 'Is Roger really that much bigger than me?' Denny asked.
'Yes,' Joyce said, 'but your prick is bigger around. I guess he's about eight inches. Yours isn't eight inches, is it?'
Denny was still thumping his prick with his right hand. 'N-Not q-quite,' he said. Actually, he was pretty sure it was six inches. 'You're sure none of his sperm went inside your pussy?'
'Positive,' Joyce said. 'I made him shoot his sperm onto my tummy. Boy, I came close to letting him fuck me, though. I was really mushy and slippery inside, and I wanted to know what it feels like to have a boy's thing pumping inside of me.'
'I wanna know how it feels, too,' Denny said. 'Let's do it, sis. Come on. I'm really hot right now. Come on.'
'I'm still afraid of getting pregnant,' Joyce said, breathing faster herself. 'No, I'm afraid even a little bit that your sperm might make me pregnant. Sperm is amazing stuff.'
Suddenly the strongest urge of his life came over Denny. They had been lying on their sides, facing each other, while he pounded his meat and his sister talked about making French love. Now Denny's prick stood as firm and hard and straight as he could ever remember. He reached out, touched his sister's beautiful tits and began massaging them, rolling the nipples between his fingers, pulling, tugging pleadingly. She let him run his hand over her rounded belly, even let him begin fingering her cunt. He knew he wanted to make French love to her-first to her titties and then to her pussy. He wanted to drink love-juice from his sister's hole in the worst possible way. His
