That was the opening I had been waiting for. Using the excuse that she'd learn it better if she could watch my body movements, I stripped down to my panties and bra. I showed her the steps and the swinging movements again and insisted she undress so I could see if her body was doing it right. She didn't wear a bra so I took mine off too.
It was easy to turn the conversation from dance to sex after that.
I commented on how nicely her tits were, and she gushed over how she thought mine looked so great. I reached out and felt them before she could stop me, quickly assuring her that mine had felt just like that. It didn't take much coaxing to get her to feel mine. Before long as we were checking out each other's cunts. Mine was drooling. She'd never seen cunt-juice before, which gave me the excuse I needed.
Trailing my fingers lightly between her legs for a few seconds I teased her tight little cuntlips. It was strange. I'd forgotten how the soft hair felt. I rubbed every little wrinkle and pink fold on the outside of her cunt until a trickle of syrup oozed out of the tight hole and ran onto the pale-white tenderness of her velvety ass- cheeks.
'Here,' I cooed, 'let me show you why you get that way.'
She let me spread her slender thighs further without argument. I wet my finger in the clear syrup, prayed my luck would hold, and carefully eased a finger inside. She gasped and began to blush furiously. She was too far gone now to stop me.
My cunt was getting hotter and hotter as I slid my finger in and out of the slick virgin canal. I could see her heart pounding, making her whole chest heave with excitement. The blue veins under the taut skin in her little tits looked like blue lace woven into the fine, almost transparent pinkish white flesh.
I ran the fingers of my free hand over her tiny tummy, below her belly together, so the tips stroked her flesh, I drew my hands back. The tips of my fingers met at the nipples, squeezed them slightly, and started all over again.
'Kiss me…' she moaned.
I bent over and our lips met. Carefully, so as not to turn her off, I slid my tongue out and let it push between her soft lips.
'Oh!' she gasped. Then, 'Ooooh… oh! Wow, that hurts good!'
Her mouth shot open as she started to reach her climax and I felt the nipple pout, pushing even higher and hotter against my hand. My tongue explored and tasted every part of her mouth and left so I could raise up and watch her final, twisted, twitches of orgasm. The orgasm I couldn't reach any more.
When she was done I showed her how to clean up and then, before she could start to feel guilty about the whole thing, I had her start diddling me.
She toyed with the lips, both sets, spreading, lifting and stretching them as new faucets were turned on, releasing more of my cunt-juice.
She shyly asked if she could stick a finger inside. 'Sure,' I panted. Then getting an idea, 'Why don't you see how many you can shove in?'
The girl nodded hotly and slid them in, one at a time. The first one scraped and rubbed my cunt-walls. Then she inserted another and I got her to twist them around like the thing in the middle of a washing machine. It felt really good, catching a lot of new spots and itching my burning cunt-barrel where it needed it. Then she slid the third in, adding new and hotter thrills. Then it was four and I was breathing really hard.
'The thumb too!' I gasped.
She pulled her dripping, slick fingers out, lined the thumb up and drove home. I could tell she was getting as addicted to sex as me.
I caught her wrist and slowly, carefully, began to push her hand inside my cunt. The elastic skin around my cunt-mouth stretched almost to the breaking point as I worked it inside. The inside of my cunt could take it without trouble but I had to be careful of the outer shelf and tight skin.
Her hand went in as far as the bottom of her thumb but I couldn't get it any further. If it had been rounded I might have been able to, but I was afraid to risk damaging my hole. Instead, I lay back and bucked against the big intruder and let my womb kiss her fingertips.
My belly burned and my ass throbbed with need. I rose beautifully, throbbing, trembling, gushing cunt-juice, turning out my musty odor in huge supplies, and then lost the entire motherfucking thing!
Lucy sensed it and finally learned my problem. She was sympathetic, but too new at this to offer any real solutions. She was delighted to help me seduce her brother. I could tell by the gleam in her eye that she couldn't wait to have a go at his cock.
We sat up and talked, teased and played far into the night. We dragged ourselves out of bed early, did the chores, had breakfast and waited anxiously for John to arrive.
Lucy spotted his bike from aver a quarter-mile away. Running in from the front room she grabbed the perfume bottle and dabbed behind her ears with it.
Both of us were standing on the back porch giggling nervously when he rode in. We tackled him playfully as he climbed off the bike and bore him to the ground. I wasn't wearing a bra under the thin blouse and I let my soft tits slap against his face as we wrestled.
Lucy was pretty shy. She did manage to rub over the bulge in his pants a couple of times but not long enough to do a whole lot of good. I motioned her to take his legs and threw myself across his chest, rubbing my tits into him and brushing his bulging crotch.
'Let's pants him!' I giggled.
Lucy laughed as the boy's legs flailed out in a half-hearted attempt to keep his pride. Then as he spotted my bare tit exposed and jiggling between the gaping flaps of my now only half-buttoned blouse, he stopped struggling and started staring.
His sister got the pants unbuttoned and pulled down. I heard him gasp in surprise as her hands fastened curiously around his stiff cock. I didn't give him a chance to say anything. Pulling my blouse back, so a tit could pop out, I filled his mouth with the hot, soft flesh. We had him where we wanted him.
'Suck on it,' I giggled at Lucy.
She looked a little nervous but stuck his cock in her mouth anyway. I felt John tremble as the first wave of sensations shot through his prick.
Resting as much of my weight on him as I could, I worked my pants off. When I'd finally managed to kick my legs completely free, I pulled my tit out of his mouth and straddled him.
He was disappointed about the tit and not at all sure he liked my cunt rubbing his nose.
'Lick it! I'll tell Lucy to stop sucking your cock – if you don't!' I laughed hotly.
His tongue flicked out gingerly and swiped my meaty cuntlips. As his tongue got bolder I got his arms out from under me and placed them on my boobs. He was a fast learner and became quite good at getting to all the right places as he writhed from his sister's wet mouth on his cock.
His hips began to grind under me and I put my hand on Lucy's head so she'd be forced to drink his cum. I could hear him growling into my cunt. His hands almost tore my tender tits to shreds as his cock exploded in his little sister's mouth.
Lucy tried to escape the spurting jism at first but, finding herself trapped, drank it like a trooper. John, in the meantime, had started to really work on my pussy. The minute the best part of his orgasm was over he drove his tongue into the back of my cunt, as far as it would go, and tried to clean all the love-oil from its walls.
I felt my ass jam hard against his thin, painted chin. Reaching behind me I spread the cheeks of my ass so it would rub deeper. My little asshole was actually getting a massage from his smooth face. He let up a little on my tits. It felt good!
Lucy turned and laughed at us as she wiped the cum off her lips.
'Get him hard – nice and hard again!' I gasped. 'You do it and let him do me like that,' Lucy giggled.
'I've got a better idea. I'll do him while he does me. You can work on my asshole if you want and when I finish I'll do yours while he helps you.'
That agreed upon, I twisted around. The hot wetness of his tongue swiped out and struck my clit, which hung like a small worm now, demanding more and more. Lucy, who had removed her shorts and panties, in hopes of her brother eating her. She bent over on all fours and spread my ass-cheeks. I almost pissed myself when I felt her tongue flick lightly, like a butterfly's wings, against the brown pucker. Then she lurched forward, jamming some of her tongue into my ass and squealing in pain.
