soft warm fold of her pussy-lips as he withdrew. Then, with a sudden shove he fucked forward and drove his prick all the way into her hole.
'Uuuggghhh! Oh, God, Timmy… do that again!' she told him as she wriggled her ass against her brother's belly. The smooth warmth of his flesh against her own drove Judy to new heights as he withdrew his prick slowly, then lunged forward strongly.
'Yesssss! God, keep it up… you're going to make me come!'
Tim was astonished at his sister's words. He thought that girls could come, too, but he'd never been sure, and somehow he had always thought that it would be different for them. But now, as he fucked in and out of his sister's cunt, he realized that boys and girls weren't all that much different!
Tim leaned forward as Judy watched the two boys on the screen, and he reached around her body to take hold of her titties. He felt the turgid nipples and a new thrill went through him as she shoved backwards against him time and time again. He was going to make her come!
Tim felt his own juices boiling again as his sister's breath came brokenly and she sobbed as he fucked her harder and harder. He felt the feeling first in the backs of his legs, then in his balls as Judy cried out and reached around to pull him to her.
'Ohhhhhh, Judy… I'm going to do it! I'm going to come… in… your pussy!'
'Oh, God!' she cried. 'Do it! Let me feel your cum in my cunt! Shoot off there … yes… now, Timmy, now! Fuck meeeee!!'
Judy shuddered strongly as she felt the orgasm wash over her and the woman on the screen sucked her son's prick into her mouth as Tim shot his load of hot cum into his sister's spasming pussy.
Tim felt his prick jerk and twitch as he thrust forward deeply and felt his sister's hot cunt swallow his prick. Spurt after spurt of jizz came forth and Tim felt a sudden dizziness as his young body shook in the throws of his first orgasm inside a girl's cunt. He squeezed Judy's tits as she panted for breath beneath him. Then as her orgasm passed, he lay forward and his still twitching prick was pulled out of her cunt to fall flaccidly between the cheeks of her upraised ass. He fell on top of her and felt the last shudder from her soft, warm body and he gasped for breath as she moaned beneath him.
They lay like that until the film ran it course. Then Tim got up quickly and turned off the switch of the projector. Returning to the couch, he found Judy sitting up, her legs spread out. He sat beside her and as his mouth found hers, he told her, 'I… I love you, Judy. I really do.'
Judy heard the words from the boy she had lived with for all the years of her life. She had loved her brother before, but never with the intensity that she now felt. It was as though the act of sex, they had come to share something far deeper that the simple love a brother and sister held for each other.
She kissed him softly and ran her hand over his cheek as she whispered to him,
'I love you, too, Timmy… and I never dreamed we would love each other this way…'
Judy let her hand move softly over his chest and stomach to come to rest on his limp prick, sticky now with both their juices. The thought of what they had just done excited her now as she thought about it, but her excitement soon passed as she thought of her parents upstairs asleep in their bed, totally unaware of what had taken place in the basement-playroom of their home.
'Uh where on earth did you get such a movie?' Judy asked as Tim's hand closed on her tit.
'Craig found it in a box of his dad's stuff. He told me there were a lot more — only he took one in case his mom counted or something.'
'You mean Craig's mother looks at these things?'
'I dunno… they were his dad's. Maybe they looked at them together.'
'Wow! Do you think we could get to look at some more of them?' Judy asked and thought about Craig Peters, her brother's best friend.
Tim thought about it. Maybe, just maybe…
'He'd probably want to watch them with us… ' Tim told her.
Judy thought about it, then she suggested, 'Look, Mom and Dad are going to that thing at the club this Saturday night. Maybe you could get Craig to come over here. I could just hide behind the bar or something.'
'Well… '
'Please, Timmy?' she begged.
He was just teasing her, and he couldn't wait to tell Craig what had happened tonight — and if his buddy didn't believe it, well, he'd just show him Saturday night!
'I'll talk to him,' he told her, and she squeezed his prick gently.
'And we better get upstairs before the folks wake up and find out we're not in bed!' she told him, jumping up from the couch.
'Go ahead, but don't make any noise. I've gotta rewind the film and hide the can.'
Judy pressed her mouth, young body against her brother's again and fondled his prick one last time. She found his mouth with hers and as their lips parted, she told him, 'Our secret?'
'Our secret… ' he replied and squeezed her tits as she pulled away from him in the darkness.
Chapter 2
Across the street from the Towne residence Lisa Peters struggled in the front seat of the car. 'Please Bob!' she protested. She almost died as the man's hand moved from her tit to her thigh and he attempted to lift the hem of her, short skirt. 'You know how I feel.'
The man shook his head in exasperation and he released the struggling woman, 'I don't know what the hells wrong with you, Lisa. Jesus! He's been dead for over a year now. What're you saving if for?'
Lisa felt the tears burn her eyes at the mention of her husband. The man's cruel words cut into her consciousness to magnify the loneliness she held in her heart, and she realized suddenly that he was just like all the rest; a cheap meal, a few drinks and he expected a quick lay!
'You bastard!' she said and pushed open the door of his car.
'Aw, come on, baby. You're acting like a goddamn virgin!'
Lisa froze with one foot on the ground, turned in the seat and clenched her fists as she swore back, 'And you're acting like a dog in heat!'
With that, she climbed quickly from the car, slammed the door loudly and rushed up the walk to the front door of her comfortable home. She heard the screech of tires as the man backed out of the driveway, then burned rubber as he sped away in anger.
Opening the front door with shaking hands, Lisa went inside, relocked the door, then stood in the darkness of the hallway, sobbing deeply. Bob was right — she was saving herself and she knew it. But not for some slob whose mind was on nothing but sex! She shook her head and the dark halo of her short hair brushed her cheeks and she realized they were wet with her tears.
Lisa bit her lip as she fought for control of her emotions, then looked upward where a dim light burned on the landing. She knew her son Craig would be asleep at this hour, and the last thing she needed was to see that handsome young face of his — he was the image of his dead father, and as he grew older, Lisa knew that even his mannerisms were those of Craig senior.
Tossing her sweater aside, she set her purse on the hall table, removed her pumps and climbed the stairs wearily. She was exhausted, but she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep. There had been a fire in her body all evening and she knew it was not likely to extinguish itself. It had smoldered as Bob had taken her onto the dance floor and pressed his strong body to hers, and as they danced, she had felt the undeniable bulge of his swollen prick through his trousers — and it seemed he had rubbed her thigh with it deliberately as the music moved them slowly across the dim dance floor.
God, what am I thinking of? Lisa questioned herself as she paused at Craig's room and opened the door slightly. Her son was asleep with the night light burning and Lisa smiled as she stepped in, crossed the room and reached for the switch of the lamp. She hesitated as she looked down at her sixteen-year old son. He was the picture of his father down to the smallest detail — the deep cleft in his shin, the soft blond wisp of hair that fell to his forehead, his sensuous and full mouth… and Lisa caught her eyes roaming to the light sheet her son had thrown
