Trina saw Jim's cock spurting thick white cum into her sister's mouth. She wanted to taste it too, but Jim was frozen to the spot. Trish swallowed and licked the pulsing head of his prick.
Jim sighed deeply as he looked down at Trish – her face was flushed and her lips glistened wetly with his cum.
'My turn!' Trina cried as Mike lifted his face from between Trish's shaking legs. She fell to her knees and grabbed her brother's stiff prick as the others watched. Taking hold of it, Trina began licking her brother's prick furiously. Mike felt her mouth on the head of his prick and her hands on his aching balls.
Lifting her face from his crotch, Trina climbed atop her brother and guided his prick into her wet pussy. She eased the head between the puffed lips, then eased down on him.
Mike watched his prick slide into Trina's cunt and he reached for her bobbing tits. He felt her nipples stiff against his palms.
'Ohhhh, Trina!' he moaned as his sister sat on his prick. It was buried to the hilt in her pussy.
Trish and Jim looked on as Trina began a slow rotation of her hips. Jim watched in fascination as his friend fucked his sister lewdly. He decided then to tell Mike about his experience of the night before with his mother.
Mike thrust upward as his prick twitched. The warmth of Trina's pussy was unbelievable and he knew he was close to cuming. 'I… I'm going to make it…' he gasped.
'Yes, Michael!' Trina groaned. 'Squeeze my titties… shoot your load in my cunt. Let me feel your cum inside me!'
Mike's legs trembled. He was actually fucking her! His fingers dug into her firm tits, then she gasped. Her cunt seemed to close tightly around his throbbing prick as she ground her hips down on his. He could hold back no longer.
'Ughhhnn!' he gasped as his prick jerked wildly in his sister's pussy. 'Yes… I'm cummmming!'
Trina sobbed as she felt her brother's hot cum splash inside her cunt. Again and again his cock jerked and she shuddered. She could feel her cunt-muscles contract as Mike's thick cum dribbled from her cunt.
Trish and Jim looked on wide-eyed as the two teenagers climaxed violently. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the small dressing room. Then they slowed down, and the room became quiet.
The sight of Mike's prick still buried in her sopping cunt excited Trish, and she wished that she had asked Mike to fuck her.
Standing beside her, Jim looked on in awe as his friend wrapped his arms about his beautiful sister and kissed her sensually. His prick had grown stiff again. He turned to Trish and ran his hand over her smooth ass-cheeks. 'I… I'd like to do that with you, Trish.'
Trish turned to face the boy. She grabbed the length of his throbbing prick and pulled him to her. As their mouths met, Trish guided his cock between her legs. She could feel his hot cock against her sopping cunt and she was thrilled. As his hands moved up her sides to cup her full tits, Trish ran her tongue into his mouth.
'Your prick is so big…' Trish told the boy. 'And so hard.'
As the girl ground her soft body against his, thoughts of his mother's body came to Jim. He wondered if fucking this teenaged girl would be as good as fucking his mother. He glanced at Trina and Mike on the floor, then he slipped his arms around Trish's waist to cup the full, warm cheeks of her ass.
'I… I want to fuck you!' he said breathlessly, feeling the wetness of her cunt on his prick.
Trish looked at the magazine on the floor. She saw the picture of the man fucking the woman dog-fashion. Turning, she kneeled beside her brother and twin sister. 'Fuck me from behind!' she told Jim.
Jim looked at the twin moons of her ass and the moist flesh beneath. He kneeled behind her, prick in hand, then eased forward.
Trish reached between her legs and guided the boy's prick into her cunt. She sighed as she felt her pussy being filled with his throbbing flesh. She moved her ass back against Jim's as he took hold of her hips and thrust forward. Slowly, his prick slid into her sopping cunt, and Trish could feel his pubic bush against her ass.
Mike and Trina lay still as they watched Jim fuck Trish. Mike's prick was still in Trina's pussy.
Trina watched the expression on her sister's face. She was still highly excited, but she knew her brother would not be ready to fuck again so soon. Climbing off Mike, she moved to her sister and sat before her, legs spread wide.
'Kiss it for me, Trish… suck my pussy!' Trina told her twin sister.
Trish opened her eyes and saw Trina's dripping cunt just inches from her face. She grabbed the girl's ass as she licked out with her tongue. She tasted her brother's cum as Trina scooted forward.
As Jim thrust forward to bury his prick in Trish's cunt, he saw her licking her sister's pussy. He could not believe his eyes and the sight of two girls doing that took his breath away. Leaning forward, he reached under to take hold of Trish's tits. He could feel her nipples stiff against his palms. As he squeezed them, she rotated her hips.
Mike could not contain himself as he watched his friend fucking his sister. The sight of Trish licking Trina's cunt had his prick standing stiff again. He got to his feet. Standing over Trish, he took hold of Trina's head and shoved his cock into her mouth. He was thrilled as he felt her tongue move wildly along the sensitive underside.
'Yesssss!' Mike gasped. 'Suck my prick… lick it for me… suck me off while Trish eats your pussy!'
Again, the small dressing room was filled with the obscene sounds of fucking and sucking as the four teenagers used each other's bodies with sensual delight. They lost all track of time as their young bodies sweated freely and the air became tick with their sexual secretion.
CHAPTER FIVE
Across town, Tim Hogan pulled into the drive of the McCallister home. He had a one o'clock appointment to show the property, but it was only eleven-thirty – and if lady was on time that would give them over an hour before the prim Clara Hinds showed up to view the house.
Unlocking the front door, Tim glanced over his shoulder then entered the house. As a real-estate agent, he was never at a loss for some place to meet his loving sister. And so long as he kept his appointments straight, there was little chance of ever being discovered. The house was still fully furnished; the McCallisters had moved east and the movers had yet to come for their furnishings. The inside was cool and dim with the heavy drapes drawn. Tim sighed as he walked to the long bar in the den to fix himself a drink.
As he dropped an ice cube into the glass, he heard his sister's car in the drive and he reached down to stroke his prick. He chuckled to himself as Jody opened the front door of the house and called out.
'Hey… this place for sale?'
'Sure… wanna buy it?' Tim called back, pouring a second drink.
Jody entered the room and smiled as Tim held out the glass to her. 'Cheers…' she told him and glanced about. 'Not bad…'
'The house?' he questioned, his eyes drawn to the short skirt she was wearing.
Sipping the drink, Jody caught the gleam in her brother's eye. She set the glass on the bar and smiled seductively. 'Well… did you score with Thelma last night?'
His sister's mention of their mutual friend caused Tim's face to color brightly. Reaching out and taking hold of her arm, he pulled her close. 'I fucked her… but like I told you, she passed out cold on me!'
Jody laughed and ran her hand over the bulge in the front of her brother's slacks. She felt his prick throb heavily as her fingers curled around it. She kissed him lightly on the cheek. 'Poor baby… let that be a lesson to you. Never try to seduce family friends… they'll only disappoint you.'
Tim gathered Jody into his arms and kissed her passionately. He ran his hand down her back to lift the hem of her short skirt. She moaned softly and opened her mouth to his hot, searching tongue. Standing pressed together, neither of them heard the sound of the small sports car as it pulled to the curb before the house.
Clara Hinds glanced into the rear-view minor, wet her lips and got out of the car. She was early, but she was anxious to see the house. Glancing toward the two cars in the drive, Clara felt a twinge of apprehension – Mr. Hogan must be showing the place to someone else, she thought and paused on the walk. Well, she had her heart set on the home and if Hogan was showing it to a prospective customer, she certainly wasn't going to stand
