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Chapter 1

When Anita Loper touched her drippy little pussy with her warm, soft fingers, her whole body jumped.

"Ohhhh," she sighed to her friend, Diane Sager, "I'm so horny I could run out and fuck the first cock I see!"

"Really," Diane agreed, her own fingers massaging her own aching cunt-mound. "We gotta figure something out. If we don't start getting fucked soon, we might have to start fucking each other!"

"Oh!" Anita exclaimed, jabbing her finger deep into her cunt. "Don't be gross, Diane! But, ohhhhh, I just gotta get me some cock!"

The two teenagers were sprawled on Diane's big, double bed. Their school uniforms lay in crumpled heaps beside the bed, their white panties coiled on top of them. Anita still wore her regulation navy-blue knee socks, but Diane was totally naked, her young tits small peaks on her chest, her pussy covered with light blonde cunt-hair. Diane's hair was long and straight, her bangs feathered back away from her simple, attractive face.

Anita rolled from her back onto her belly, her stockinged legs bent back behind her. Her hand was trapped beneath her, her fingers clawing at her young pussy.

Although she had never been fucked, Anita just knew that it would be wonderful. She'd seen a lot of pictures of people fucking in the magazines her older brothers sometimes read. And, once in a while, when she was very lucky, she got a glimpse of a real cock when one of the boys was passing to and from the bathroom. Nowadays it seemed to Anita that all she ever thought about was fucking. It was all she wanted, all that mattered, everything she dreamed of.

She just had to lose her cherry soon or she was going to go crazy!

And her friend, Diane, knew just how she felt --- at least Diane thought she did. Diane had never been fucked, either, but she knew from her own feelings and from watching and listening to Anita that fucking would be the best thing in the world. Sometimes Diane felt a little embarrassed at the things Anita said about fucking and the photographs she showed her, but usually she just tried to act grown up, and usually she ended up feeling very hot --- like now.

Outside, in the rest of the house, the Sager family came and went, but in Diane's bedroom the two girls were alone and safe. They could say and do anything they felt like. They could fuck themselves in private and share their dreams of real fucking.

"I want a man with a nice big cock," Anita said as she humped her hand, her fingers scratching at her cunt-mound. "Yeah, I want my pussy stretched real good the first time. I wanna feel it and maybe bleed!"

Diane giggled. "Oh, Anita, with all the finger-fucking you do, there's no way you've got any cherry left to bleed!"

"But if he's got a real big one --- like a telephone pole or something, I'd bleed then."

Diane laughed. "You'd die, then, if he tried to fuck you with anything like that!"

Anita laughed, too, drawing her creamy; fingers out from the depths of her cunt and smearing their slippery coating all around her; darkened cunt-lips.

"Yeah, but I'd sure have a smile on my face when I went out!"

The girls dissolved in a gale of laughter, and Anita rolled over onto her back. Her tits were larger and more developed than Diane's, and when she turned, they rolled across her chest. Where Diane was long and blonde and simple, Anita was dark and cuddly. Her hair was cut in a modified pageboy, accenting her dark eyes. A thick, tuft of cunt-hair decorated her pussy.

Anita lay on her back with her knees bent and her legs drawn up. Her knees were parted, and both her hands went down between them to try and coax some kind of satisfaction out of her frustrated, young pussy. She rolled her fingers around and around the oozing mouth of her cunt, making her cunt tingle and pour out more of the erotic-smelling juices.

At the other end of the bed, Diane lay in a similar position. The young blonde rested on her back with her legs curled up alongside her smallish tits. Her cunt was up off the bed, and she had fingers sawing in and out of it.

Diane's tender pussy gripped her slender fingers tightly. She pulled her fingers out slowly, feeling them tug the inner walls of her cunt-tunnel. Then, when she soon fucked them back in, it felt like her cunt-walls were folding in on themselves, scrunching back up inside of her cunt. She bore down, flexing open her cunt-hole, and feeling her asshole flare open.

"Ummmm!" she sighed, feeling alive and touched by fucking.

Juices ran out of Diane's cunt and she felt them tickle her asshole. She tried to pretend that it was jism and that some handsome man, like her father, maybe, had just fucked her. Whenever Diane fucked herself, she almost always thought of her dad. She'd never even told Anita that but, whenever she got horny, her father was the first man to enter her thoughts.

Anita, on the other hand, had no clear picture of any man in her mind as she got herself off. She was getting so desperate she didn't care anymore who her first fuck was. All she knew these days was that she needed to find someone willing, and fuck him like the devil as soon as possible.

Anita's feet were tucked up against the rounded cheeks of her ass, her heels flat against the bedspread. Her knees fell open, parting to allow her hands full access to her aching pussy. She used both hands, now, to spread open the wide mouth of her cunt and stroke the soft, pink skin inside. Then, gasping, she bent two fingers and slithered them over the slippery edge of her cunt and into the dark, sensitive cavern below.

She bit her tongue to keep from crying out as her fingers fucked her. She didn't even think about her remark about wanting to fuck a telephone pole as she whimpered and shifted her ass around, making room for the intrusion of her own fingers.

The warmth inside her body traveled up Anita's arms and over into her brain. She pushed her fingers in deeper and felt the contour of her inner cunt-tunnel. Then she pulled her fingers back out, feeling as if her very being were going with them. As the tips reached the flowered lips of her cunt, she reversed their direction, burying them in her cunt's depths once again.

"Oh man!" she sighed, wiggling around, licking her lips, her whole body excited. "That feels so good!"

Diane turned her head and smiled at her friend, hen own fingers working their own kind of magic. "Yeah, it's the best!"

"Mmmmmmm," Anita moaned, "not the best --- that would be real fucking. But, ohhhhhh, it sure beats homework!"

Diane chuckled, knowing that was what her family thought they were doing. Wouldn't her mother just shit if she knew the truth!

Diane brought her knees in so they were directly over her curled body. She rubbed the backs of her knees back and forth over her spiked nipples, feeling new and different sensations roar through her. She didn't understand why touching her tits made her pussy feel good, but it sure did. She twirled hen finger around just inside the mouth of her cunt, the combination of sensations marvelous.

Tingles ran directly from her gaping cunt right to her stimulated nipple and back. The more she pinched or poked or jabbed at one erogenous zone, the more the other reacted. A complete circuit of erotic current ran through her, seeming to intensify with every revolution.

Oh Daddy! she thought, plunging her finger back deep up inside of her. Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me! she chanted silently, fucking herself to hen internal rhythm.

Anita pulled her dark-tufted pussy wide open, one finger hooked on either side of her soft, squishy cunt-hole. Her cunt was so tight it didn't give much, but Anita imagined opening herself up for that big cock she'd been dreaming of. Cool air rushed into the opened hole of her pussy, and Anita felt a little cunt-juice trickle out to meet it.

While she pulled her cunt apart, her index finger hooked in the dark cunt-hole, her thumbs met at the bumpy juncture of her clit. They gripped the pink clit between them and pushed, smashing it just right. Pleasant feelings of pain-tinged pleasure rushed up Anita's spinal cord and exploded at the base of her brain.

"Oh fuck!" she grunted, shimmers of an orgasm bursting all around her. "Ohhhhhhh fuck!"

Diane again turned her head to watch her friend shuddering with orgasm.

Anita's face darkened with the intensity of her orgasm. She sputtered, and her lower body jerked uncontrollably. She bit her bottom lip, her fingers still applying plenty of pressure to the sensitive nub of her clit.

On the inside and on the outside, Anita could feel the convulsions of her climaxing cunt. Her pussy-tunnel fluttered, and she could feel it all along the strong-muscled tunnel buried deep inside of her body. But she could also feel the shudders of excitement on the exterior of her cunt, where her thumbs kept up their erotic torture of her clit.

Envious and more excited than ever, Diane stepped up her own finger-fucking. Like Anita had, she began to fuck herself with two fingers instead of just one. Immediately she could feel a difference when her arousal level jumped several notches.

"Oooh!" she whimpered, and Anita looked over and smiled at her.

"Good, huh?" Anita asked, her own face still glowing with orgasm.

"Yeah," Diane sighed, her voice tense with lust.

"Just think how much better it would be if you had a real cock inside of you right now."

Diane closed her eyes. Immediately a very erotic image of her father, stark naked, his prick standing straight out from his groin, popped into her mind. Her cunt lurched, and she gave an involuntary groan.

"Yeah, it would be great, wouldn't it?" Anita mused, still stroking her shivering cunt, stirring up a new batch of erotic sensations. "God! Where are those boys when you need them?"

But Diane didn't answer. She didn't want just any boy, she wanted her father. His was the first cock she wanted to feel up inside of her. She didn't care about any of the boys from school or even movie stars. All she wanted was her very own dear old dad.

Diane fucked her two fingers in and out of her uplifted cunt rapidly. Her pussy tingled around them, and each time they disappeared inside of her and then pulled out a fresh helping of her rich cunt-cream, she felt herself move a little closer to orgasm.

Anita began fingering herself again in earnest, too. When she was as hot as she was now, her first orgasm only served to better her second orgasm. One come was never enough. She needed at least two, sometimes more.

This time Anita formed one of her hands into a wedge, all the fingers gathered together. She then wormed her cunt open, coaxing the beginning of her tremendous fucking tool up inside her cunt.

Diane couldn't see just what her friend was doing, but she could see the satisfied, then pained, expressions that passed over Anita's face. Her own pussy was heating up. She continued to fuck two fingers in and out of herself, her tight cunt creating a satisfying drag on her insides.

The smell of cunt was thick in the room as the two young girls went after themselves. Both cunts were ripe, and cunt-juices poured out of them, lubricating the way for whatever might be coming. Unfortunately for Diane and Anita, this time it was only their own small, but skilled, fingers.

"Oh God, I'm still so hot!" Anita gasped, trying to force more of her wedge-shaped hand up inside of herself. "Ohhh, come on, want more!"

But, push as she might, her body simply would not open to take her whole hand. She wanted it very badly, and she tried to make herself take it until her cunt was on the point of tearing. Finally, and reluctantly, she stopped trying to fill herself completely, and concentrated on bringing herself what pleasure she could with the amount of fake cock her pussy would allow.

"Yeah, oh, yeah!" she grunted, fucking herself with a rapid, even tempo.

Although she was less vocal about it, Diane was fucking herself straight toward climax, too. But she didn't speak, she didn't think. She simply kept her eyes closed and pictured her father, her sexy, naked father, and all the fun they could have together.

Of course, Diane didn't actually expect to have sex with her own dad. The idea was impossible! It was i****t! But, while she was hot it made a nice, little fantasy, and she took full advantage of it to bring her cunt to the boiling point.

Her whole body was moving with the motions of her fucking. Her knees again rubbed over her nips, but now she hardly noticed the erotic motions. She was only aware of the pleasure it brought her. The actual motion itself was lost in the purple haze of passion that swirled around her.

Little tremors rocked her cunt and she bore down. Her hand picked up the pace, flying in and out of her blonde-fuzzed cunt. Her knees smashed down against her nips, her body curled into some kind of obscene fetal position.

"Mmmm! Hmmmmm!" she moaned, not even aware that she was making any sort of noise.

Diane was aware of very little other than the vibrations taking place inside her cunt. They were coming closer and closer together, their strength and intensity growing. She fucked herself harder, faster, trying to turn the string of sensations into one long, continuous erotic chain.

Now it was Anita's turn to be the observer. She could tell that Diane was very close to coming, so she held back. She didn't want to be so taken with her own orgasm that she missed watching Diane come. She loved watching the sexy expression pass over Diane's face. She couldn't wait for the day when she could see that same look in some boy's eyes while she fucked him.

"Do it! Go for it!" Anita cheered.

But Diane wasn't even aware of that. Her pussy tensed around her fucking fingers, clamping down in a wet, velvety vise. She grit her teeth and set her jaw. Her ass bounced around, the cheeks curled up off the bed.

Then, as if a stick of dynamite had gone off somewhere inside of her, Diane seemed to explode. She let out a squeal, and her whole body seemed to draw up tight and then suddenly relax. Her eyes snapped open and her mouth clamped shut to keep any other loud, attention-getting noises from escaping.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmmmmm!" she moaned.

"Yeah, do it!" whispered Anita, her eyes glued to the sight of her climaxing friend. "Work it out, that's right, Di!"

Visions of fucking with her father flew around in the darkness when Diane shut her eyes again. She saw them spinning together, fucking this way and that, just like the people in the pictures Anita had shown her. Her father's prick felt wonderful up inside of her, and that fictional realization increased the very factual event of her climax ten-fold.

"God, that looked hot!" Anita exclaimed. "Can you talk yet?"

"Mmmm," Diane mewled, still dizzy.

"We gotta do something, Diane. If we don't get fucked soon, we're gonna go nuts! Who would you fuck, if you could fuck anyone in the world?"

Her mind still aflame with the wonder of her orgasm, Diane didn't stop to think before she answered.

"My daddy," she said sweetly.

"What!" Anita exclaimed, nearly shocking Diane back to her senses. "You wanna fuck your own dad?"

"Well, I, ahhh, wellllll ..."

"That's a great idea! I bet my dad has a pretty nice cock himself! It'd be perfect! Okay, let's do it!"

"But wait!" Diane said, her thoughts finally forming in her lust-clouded brain. "We can't do that. It's not right to fuck with your own family!"

"You said yourself you wanted to."

"Just because want to doesn't mean I'll ever get to. No, come on, Anita, let's think of some other guys to hit on."

"Nope," Anita said, swinging her feet off the edge of the bed and reaching for her panties. "We fuck our dads, and that's that."

"But ..."

Anita pulled her panties up and snapped the elastic around her hips as she stood up.

"Are you chicken?"

"No."

"Good," she said, bending down to pull up her dark plaid skirt. "'Cause I'm going home to start working on my dad. I'll bet I can fuck him before you can fuck your old man!"

Suddenly Anita's bossiness annoyed Diane. Even if they had been friends since they were in the third grade, sometimes she just didn't like the way Anita tried to push things.

"You're on!" Diane exclaimed, stretching out nude on her bed and offering her friend her hand to shake. "And may the best cunt win!"



Chapter 2

Anita rushed home, her school shoes clicking on the sidewalk. Fucking with her dad, that was a great idea! She shook her head, wondering why she hadn't thought about it herself. She pretty much had her father wrapped around her little finger. It would be a piece of cake to get him to take her cherry!

She turned the corner near her house, and came to a screeching halt. Her father wasn't home from work yet! The driveway was empty. Apparently her mother was gone somewhere, too.

"Damn," Anita said softly, walking on more slowly.

Because she had cut herself off quickly at Diane's house, she was still very horny. She hadn't gotten to experience that needed second orgasm, and her pussy nearly smoked as she headed home to fuck her dad. And now, when she realized that she would have to wait for an hour or so before she could get any sort of satisfaction, lust and frustration bubbled up between her legs.

Sadly, she trudged up the walkway, the heat in her cunt making her sway slightly. She was halfway up the heavily shaked walk when there was a war whoop, and suddenly her twin brother Mike dropped down beside her from the tree that covered most of their front yard.

"No passem, white woman!" Mike said, grabbing Anita's hair as if he were about to scalp her.

"Cut it out!" she snapped, struggling to get loose.

"This house, Indian house!" Mike insisted, trying to hold her.

Micke was about the same size as Anita, and he wore his dark, straight hair slightly long. Right now, he had it pulled into a small ponytail and he wore only light-colored shorts His small chest was bare, and Anita could see he had streaked it with something, trying to simulate war paint.

As they tussled, Anita dropped her school books. Mike held onto her with both his sweaty hands, mumbling and hooting like an Indian.

"Stop it!" Anita cried.

He'd caught her so off-guard that it took her a few seconds to really start to fight back. Finally, when she could tell that he wasn't going to just let her go, she hauled off and kicked him in the shin.

"Ow! Shit!" Mike exclaimed, hopping back on one leg. "What'd you do that for?"

"So you'd take your grubby paws off me!"

Anita stormed into the house, with Mike hobbling behind.

"What put you in such a good mood?" he asked, sitting on the couch and rubbing his injured leg.

"I just wanted to talk to dad about something important, and now he's not here, that's all."

"You wanna talk to me about it?"

Anita looked over at her brother. Because they were twins and got along very well, she now felt sorry about what she'd done. It was sweet of him to want to help her.

"Thanks, but don't think so. I need a real man, like daddy."

Mike jumped up and slapped his tanned chest. "Me real man!"

Anita laughed and went over to give him a hug. She gave him a short peck on the cheek. "Thanks anyway."

But, when she tried to back away, Mike put his arms around her. In a flash Anita realized that, perhaps, her brother could help her. It was her pussy and not her brain thinking, but she relaxed in his embrace and put her lips back against his face.

She kissed the sweaty side of his neck, her eyes closed, some inner force telling her what to do. Each kiss she gave him seemed to make her pussy hotter, and she shimmied her legs together.

Mike stood very still and let his sister kiss him. He hadn't expected her to act this way at all. He'd only held onto her as a joke --- but what was happening between his young legs was anything but funny. He was getting a big hard-on!

Now it was his turn to try and get free. But, just as he had held her before, Anita now kept him encircled with her arms. Her mouth moved back up to his face and across his cheek to his.

"s*s ... wait ..."

But she cut off his protest with her soft lips. Their kisses were tinned at first, neither c***d knowing much about what they were doing. But Anita was hungry for it, and as the lust mounted in her blood, she grew bolder.

"Come up to my room with me," she said breathlessly, gripping Mike's hand and pulling him along behind her.

"What for?" he croaked.

But Anita didn't answer. She just rushed them upstairs and closed the door to her room behind them. She whirled Mike toward the bed, letting go of his hand. He landed on the bed and bounced. Then, as he looked up, he saw Anita reach under her short, plaid uniform skirt and pull down her panties.

"I wanted daddy to do this, but since he's not here ..."

Mike gasped as she came toward him and reached for the button on his shorts. Their dark eyes met and shared a look of understanding as he lifted his ass and let her slide his shorts and undershorts down and off.

The naked boy and the girl in the school uniform rolled across the bed. Their small hands explored each other, touching here and there. Anita kicked her legs apart, liking the feel of the cool air on her hot cunt. Her pussy was already very wet, and she touched herself, fingering her pussy open.

They came to rest with Mike on top of her, his naked body between her legs. Anita reached down and gathered up her skirt, baring her pussy. Mike looked down at her dark-tufted cunt-mound and moaned.

"I never did this before," he said.

"Me neither," Anita replied.

"But you wanna?"

"Oh yesssss!" she said, reaching down and taking hold of his cock.

It certainly was not the big cock she had imagined for her first fuck, but it felt good in her hand, and she was sure it would feel even better in her cunt.

"I want to," she said.

Anita bent his cock downward, butting its head against her tight cunt-lips. But, because her pussy was so wet, her cunt opened to take in his throbbing cock. Easily, she fucked her twin brother's prick just inside the eared lips of her cunt.

"Ummmmmm!" she sighed.

"Ohhhhhh!" he moaned.

Anita wiggled her ass around, and his prick slipped into her deeper. Mike wiggled, too, and before the two teenagers knew it, his cock was completely buried in the soft warmth of her cunt.

"God," Anita gasped, "we're fucking!"

Mike giggled. "We are!"

Moving awkwardly at first, the boy drew back and then shoved forward. The results sent incredible tingles of wonderful sensations coursing through his body, and so he did it again-and again. Soon Mike had established a very respectable fucking tempo.

Anita lay stiff as a board beneath him. She lifted her legs up like the women in the pictures had done, but, other than that, she didn't know what to do. Her brother slammed down against her, fucking the breath out of her. She tried to time her breathing to his so that she didn't make such horrid gasping sounds. And, once she did that, the fucking was much better.

Her cunt sizzled around his fucking prick. She had known it would feel good, but she hadn't known it would feel this good. Glorious feelings radiated out from her cunt to the farthest reaches of her body. The ends of her hair even felt good!

To show her appreciation, she started moving, too, rocking with Mike, and, although she wouldn't have thought it possible, the feelings got even better.

"Yeah, fuck me!" she panted, her words literally fucked right out of her.

Mike turned out to be a very good choice for her first fuck. He drilled his cock in and out of her, fucking her nicely after he got the hang of it. And, even if his prick wasn't the biggest one she could have chosen, Anita came to realize that her brother's cock felt just perfect.

Mike started out flat on top of her, his cock barely covering half the length of her cunt-tunnel. But, as he grew more confident, he pulled himself back and fucked her with long, deep strokes. His cock had never felt so thick and hard, and he used it to their best advantage. The sweaty streaks of his pretend war paint smeared off against Anita's white uniform blouse, but neither teenager cared. All that mattered right now was their wonderful fucking.

Anita used muscles she didn't even know she had as she fucked back at her brother. Her uniform skirt was smashed between their bodies, wrinkles being pressed into it by their sweat, but that didn't matter, either. She wiggled her ass around, making whatever motions her body craved. Mother Nature was her fucking guide, and she proved to be a good and eager student.

"Whoa! Take it easy, s*s!" Mike panted as his sister's frenzied fucking picked up speed.

"I can't help it!" Anita panted in reply, her body never slowing. "I'm so hot!"

"Man, you can say that again!"

"Don't talk, just fuck meeeeee!"

"Is this really what you wanted to talk to dad about?"

"Ummmm! Ahhhhhhh!"

"Anita! Were you gonna try and fuck dad?"

The girl only moaned, pretending she didn't understand his question.

"Anita!"

Determined to get an answer, Mike gritted his teeth and jerked his cock out of his sister's pussy. Anita gasped and grabbed for it, but Mike's hand got to it first.

"You can't have it back until you tell me the truth. Did you want to fuck Daddy?"

"Just you fuck me now, Mikey, okay?" Anita whimpered, her empty cunt pulsating.

"Uh-uh, not until you tell me."

Mike's cock throbbed with frustration. He wanted to fuck it back into his sister just as much as she wanted him to, but he was determined to use whatever leverage he could to get her to talk.

"Okay! Yes, yes, wanted to fuck Daddy!"

Mike laughed. "Have you fucked him before?"

"No, told you I'd never done it. Now, come on!"

"Am I a good fuck?" Anita squealed.

"Yessss! Now fuck me!"

She wrestled his slippery cock out from between his fingers and slipped it back into her cunt. Again both young fuckers moaned with satisfaction. It hadn't been easy on Mike to stop in mid-fuck, but now that he knew the truth, he fucked her harder and faster than ever.

Sighing with renewed pleasure, Anita again relaxed and fucked back at Mike. It had been hell for her not to have his cock inside of her. After wanting something for so long and then finally getting it, she couldn't stand to be without it for even a moment.

"Yeah, yeah!" she cried. "Ohhhh, that's so gooooood!"

Cunt-juice rolled out of her cunt in greater abundance than it did when she finger-fucked herself. It sloshed around in her cunt, popping and snapping as Mike fucked his way through it.

Mike felt like her cunt-juices were basting and cooking his prick. Since he'd never fucked a girl before, he had nothing to compare his sister to, but instinct told him that Anita was an unusually hot little girl. Her pussy cuddled his prick, alternating holding it tightly and softly babying it.

Anita wasn't even aware of the way her cunt was gripping and loosening around her brother's prick. It was something her body did automatically. She had no control over it, and she needed to have none. Her pussy was performing perfectly, left all on its own.

Mike's cock jabbed at one side of her cunt-tunnel and then the other. Pre-cum smeared the insides of her cunt, although Anita didn't know it, making her pussy juicier than ever. Her pussy felt deliciously stretched and, briefly, she wondered if her little cunt would even have been able to take a cock the size she imagined her father's prick to be.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Mike grunted, slamming his hard-on through the tight ring of her cuntmouth and into the equally tight pussy-channel beyond. "Yeah, s*s, this is great!"

Anita wanted to agree, but she was too caught up in their fucking to speak. Instead she threw her arms around her brother's back and held him tightly. When Mike bowed his head down toward her in a gesture of thanks, she kissed the side of his face, her lips soft and trembling.

Their young bodies moved as one, all the awkwardness of their first fuck forgotten. Now they soared and dipped together, lost in a cloud of lust. It was as if they had never done anything but fuck. They were meant for it, just as they were meant for each other.

Anita felt hot all over. Her body temperature rose along with her arousal. She no longer had complete thoughts or finished sentences in her mind. Her brother was fucking her sense right out of her. Her entire world shrank down until it contained only herself and Mike, with their thrusting, gripping fuck-parts at the very center.

"God? oh God," she gasped, sweat rolling down her sides, underneath her dark uniform.

Mike was very sweaty, too. His war paint was a dark mess, and wherever her hands gripped him, Anita felt them slide. But the girl found this strangely sexy. Her brother's masculine scent mingled with the familiar smell of her own aroused cunt, and the combination went right to her head. She inhaled deeply, sucking in the sweetness, getting high on it.

Mike's balls bounced against the cheeks of her upturned ass, and each time they hit her, the boy felt as if he might go through the roof. He'd never been so hot, and he didn't know how much longer he could stand it. His sister's cunt was driving him crazy! Fucking was fantastic!

"Yeah! Go for it!" he said. "Yeah! Do it!"

Anita rolled her head from side to side on the bed. Her hair stuck to her sweaty forehead and cheeks, but there was nothing she could do about it now. Her ass pumped off the bed, time and again, her energy level never fading. The harder and faster she fucked back at him, the harder and faster she tried to go. The more fucking she got, the more she craved.

"Ohhhhh!" she mewled, her face tense. "Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!"

Strange feelings started to circulate in Anita's body. It was like she was going to come, but it was different than usual, better, more intense. She concentrated her feelings on those sensations, coaxing them together, making them more defined and exact.

"Oughhh! I think I'm coming!" she mumbled, her body tight and stiff. "Ough! Look out!"

Mike nearly jumped away. He wasn't sure what happened when a girl came. But, even if he had wanted to get away, his sister's arms would not have let him. Anita held him tightly, her cunt thumping toward and away from his crotch. Her orgasm grew stronger, and she urged it to come together at last.

"Ugh! Ugh!" she grunted, working to make it happen.

Mike timidly kept fucking. He could feel the way her cunt was starting to jump around on the inside, and it thrilled him. It was like small earthquakes were rumbling through Anita's body, making his cock shake and shimmy, too. He fucked her harder, and heard her cries of lust. Afraid he was hurting her, he held back, but she quickly grabbed him and begged for more.

"Don't stop! Don't slow down, Mike! Keep fucking me! Keep fucking me!"

Obediently, Mike did as he was told. His own fuck-parts wanted it that way, too. His cock felt buffeted by the growing storm inside of Anita's cunt-tunnel. He tried to keep fucking straight in and out of her, but it wasn't easy. Her cunt was already convulsing so strongly that, at times, he could barely force his cock back up inside of her.

Anita whimpered and whined. It sounded to Mike as if she were in great pain. But the look on her face told him differently. She loved whatever it was she was feeling, that much was clear even to this inexperienced, young boy.

Then, all at once, Anita seemed to go to pieces. She cried out and clawed at him, her cunt clamping down harder than ever.

"Iiieee!" the girl exclaimed, her body jumping. "Keep fucking me, keep fucking me!"

Mike did his best, but the convulsions inside of her were just too much for him. His cock responded to them in a most natural way, and suddenly Anita's cries stopped as she tried to figure out what that new, strange sensation between her legs was.

"You're coming!" she gasped, realization setting in. "Oh my God! You're coming inside me!"

Again Mike tried to pull away, worried he had done the wrong thing. But, again, Anita held him right where he was. Her cunt kept on pulsing around his climaxing prick, milking out as much of his fuck-load as she could.

As soon as her orgasm passed, Anita started humping again. If one fuck could feel this good, then two fucks could only be better.

"Wait a second," her brother said when he caught his breath.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing, my cock just needs a minute."

"You mean you can't just keep going?"

"I will in a minute. It just hurts a little now."

"It hurts?"

"Well, not really, forget it. Let's fuck!"

"Yeah!"



Chapter 3

The next day after school, Diane and Anita again headed straight to Diane's house. Anita had called her friend the night before to tell her about fucking with her brother, but she hadn't shared any of the details. Diane was dying to hear all about it. She was so jealous she could hardly stand it!

"Come on!" she said, taking Anita's hand to hurry her along.

"Not so fast," Anita whined. "My pussy is kinda sore, and can't run."

"Oh God, it must have been great!"

Anita tried to be casual, but her smile would not be held back.

"It was great, Diane! Oh, it was better than great! It was, oh, don't know. Fan-fuckin'-tastic, I guess!"

Their little asses twitching just as fast as they could, the girls disappeared into Diane's bedroom, slamming the door behind them. Together they dove for the bed, sliding down on their stomachs, their skirts riding up on their thighs.

"Okay, start," Diane said immediately, "and don't leave anything out!"

"Maybe should make you pay me for this," Anita teased, holding back.

"No!" her friend whined, grabbing her arm and tugging on it to prove her eagerness. "Come on, I'm dying!"

Anita laughed and wrestled with Diane a little bit.

"Okay, okay. Well, was coming from here and thinking about my dad, you know? And, like, was still pretty horny."

Diane interrupted her with a gale of nervous giggles. Cautiously, she glanced at the door to be sure it was closed. She couldn't take a chance on her mother hearing this!

"So was almost to the front door, and all of a sudden Mike jumped down out of that big tree and nearly killed me! He was dressed like an Indian and talking all weird."

"Get to the good stuff!"

"You said you wanted all the details."

"Yeah, but, well, just hurry!"

"Okay, so he tried to pretend he was scalping me, and we started to kind of wrestle around and then, don't know why, just got hot for him and kissed him and gave him a big hug. Then, when went to let go, he just sort of held on to me, you know? And so decided to fuck him"

"Ohhhh, can't stand it!"

As Anita told her tale, both of the girls could feel themselves heating up. It was a real turn-on for Anita to remember exactly how it had all happened. Diane was getting hot, too, living through her friend's adventure.

"Diane, it was so crazy. just took his hand and we went up to my room. He was lying there on the bed, and could see this big bump in his pants that knew was his prick. It made me so hot just flipped up my skirt and took off my panties."

"You didn't even get undressed?"

Anita shook her head. "I kept on everything, my whole uniform, even my shoes! But Mike only had on those stupid shorts he always wears, and took them off of him."

Diane shrieked. "You did?"

"Yeah, and his cock jumped right up."

"Was it big?"

"Pretty big."

"God, wish could have seen it! What happened then?"

A devilish twinkle shot into Anita's dark eyes as she looked at her curious friend.

"You really want to know?"

"Yeah! Are you k**ding?"

Anita stood up and began to take off her clothes. As usual, Diane got up to do the same, but Anita shook her head.

"You be me. Just take off your panties."

Diane gasped. "Are you sure?"

Anita let her plaid skirt drop to the floor and jerked off her knee socks.

"This way can show and tell," she said, her young body totally nude in the warm, afternoon sunshine that filled the bedroom.

As Anita flopped back down on the bed beside her, Diane looked at her friend in a new way. She had always thought that Anita was pretty, but now she was more than that. She was a woman, she had been fucked. Her body even looked different, her curves more defined, her tits more bountiful.

Diane felt pale in comparison. She felt like such a c***d.

"So first we kissed a little bit," Anita said, lying very close to Diane.

Slowly, Diane opened her arms and let Anita crawl into her embrace. She felt the other girl's soft, warm, bare skin, and it made her feel strange. Then, when Anita pressed her closed lips against hers, Diane let her kiss her lips.

The kiss was meant to be brief, but once it started, neither girl wanted to seem chicken and be the first one to pull away. Bit by bit, their lips parted, their mouths opening. One girl added a little boldness and the other one followed and went a bit further. Their kiss grew wet and succulent, their lips rubbing together. Then came the tongues, each poking and probing. Anita didn't want to break away to tell her friend it had been nothing like this with her brother.

Odd sensations raced down to Diane's cherry cunt. She rubbed her legs together, feeling the sticky wetness in her naked pussy. She felt hot under all her clothes, not realizing that that was just how Anita had felt the day before.

Finally Anita gasped, coming up for air, and then kissed her friend again, this time softly on the cheek. Then, resuming her running commentary, she slipped down Mane's body, kissing along her neck just as she had done to Mike.

"So kissed him like this. There, you do it, you're supposed to be me."

"Are you sure?" Diane squealed, wanting to kiss her friend, yet not wanting to at the same time.

"If you want to learn about fucking, this is the best way. But you don't have to if you don't want to," Anita said.

Diane forced herself to kiss Anita's neck the first time and then it got easier. She wiggled down below the other girl, kissing wherever her lips touched. Anita helped her by moving around herself, giving Diane's mouth a constantly changing target.

While Diane kissed her, Anita reached down between them and pulled up her plaid skirt. She bunched the material up between their naked crotches, and stroked Diane's blonde cunt-mound.

Diane gasped. Her friend had never touched her that way before. No one had ever touched her that way before. Intense sensations shot through her and she licked Anita's neck, her lust rising to new heights.

"Then," Anita said, her voice strangely husky, "I reached down and took hold of his prick with both of my hands. Go ahead, Diane, reach down."

"But Anita ..."

"Just do it ... and pretend."

Almost afraid of what she might find, Diane timidly lowered her hands down to her crotch. It was very hot down there, and she gasped when her fingers touched one of Anita's hands. Two fingers of that hand were pointing up and out, simulating the rigid position of Mike's hard-on. Anita had dipped them in her own slippery cunt, first, and when Diane touched them they were wet and slick with pussy-juices.

"So I took hold of his prick and jacked on it. It was real hard, like a stick or something. But real soft on the outside, like it was covered with silk. And it was all wet, don't know why."

Awkwardly, Diane pulled on the fingers, pretending, just as Anita had told her to. The usual visions of her father were with her now, and it grew easier to imagine that she really did have a man on top of her, his cock in her fingers. She pulled hard and fast, and the prick seemed to strengthen and grow.

Slowly at first, Anita started to make humping motions on top of her turned-on friend. She'd started this little charade for Diane's sake but, as they went on with it, Anita found it very exciting. It was almost like losing her cherry all over again --- or like taking Diane's.

While Diane held her fingers, Anita humped so that their cunt-mounds ground together. Diane was quick to catch on to her rhythm and she began humping, too. When Anita looked into her face, she saw that Diane's blue eyes were closed and a serene look covered her face.

"Ohhhh, Dadddddy!" Diane whispered.

Adding a bit to her script, Anita reached up under Diane's white blouse and opened the front clasp of her bra. Then, her fingers trembling, doing what she had wished her brother had done to her, she cupped her friend's tit. The tit filled her palm and she pushed down on it, making Diane sigh louder.

Diane's tits were tight and perky, and Anita toyed with them lovingly. Her own naked tits were nearly in Diane's face, forced upward as she lay on top of her friend. Anita looked down at her own rigid nipples while she tweaked Diane's.

Pushing the rumpled, white blouse back, Anita lowered her flushed face toward Diane's chest. Her lips drawn downward by some strange force, she kissed first one and then the other of Diane's pointy nipples.

"Ummmm, yeses!" Diane moaned.

Diane lost herself in fantasy. She didn't want to think that this was her girlfriend doing these things to her. She wanted it to be a man, her father, and she dwelled on that thought. As Anita's lips twirled and sucked around her nipple, Diane's head swam with lust for her father.

Down at their crotches, Diane still hod onto her girlfriend's fingers. Now the pretend cock was wet with sweat, and dripping cunt-juice. Eager to have this prick inside of her, Diane pulled the fingers toward her cunt, unwittingly imitating Anita's motions from the day before.

Anita felt what her friend wanted and went along with it. When she felt her fingers entering Diane's cunt, she trembled. It was just like fucking her own pussy --- and then again, it was totally different. But Diane's cunt was soft and wet and warm, just like her own cunt, and Anita concentrated on the similarities, not the differences.

Bravely, she shoved forward with her whole body, as if that were what it took to bury her fingers far up inside of Diane's cunt.

"Now I'm gonna fuck you," Anita said, trying to sound macho. "I'm gonna take your cherry, Diane!"

"Yes, yes, oh yes!" Diane said, her head tossing from one side to the other on the bed. "Fuck me, please, fuck me!"

Beginning slowly, just as her brother had, Anita drew her fingers back out of Diane's clinging cunt and then pushed them back in. Immediately her hand was thick with milky cunt-juice and, as she drew it out, the scent of ripe cunt came with it.

With her hand between their bodies, Anita found that she could touch her own clit while she fucked Diane. Time and again her two fingers entered Diane, while her bent thumb stayed tight against her own clit.

To make the fucking as authentic as possible, Anita humped with her whole body. She threw herself down hard on Diane, using her full weight to try and crush out her breath as her brother had done to her.

Diane wiggled around and parted her legs more to give her fucking father more room to work. She was so sure that he was fucking her, that her cunt almost hurt, stretched by the size of his mammoth prick. Her imagination multiplied the girth of Anita's fingers, and then thrilled to it.

As Anita fucked her, Diane reached up and took hold of her own naked tits. Diane gripped the smallish tit-mounds with both hands, mauling them almost cruelly. As a result, more waves of feelings sizzled down Diane's front and exploded in her cunt like fireworks.

Diane twirled her pointed nipples around, making them swell even larger with her hot blood.

Anita watched her friend playing with herself. Their faces were very close together, but Diane's eyes remained closed, her expression distant. Anita kissed her mouth again, and Diane responded by thrusting her tongue out and swirling it around eagerly.

Anita sucked on her friend's tongue, poking her own far into Diane's mouth. The girls shared spit while Anita's fingers kept on moving between them, fucking them both, bringing them up together.

"Oh my God," Diane panted, her hand clamped over her young tits. "Oh, that feels so good."

"Yes," Anita agreed, "so good."

Inside of Diane, Anita wiggled her fingers around, fucking Diane in a way her brother's cock could never have fucked her. Diane responded by humping up and down faster and harder, making Anita work to keep up with her. Her blonde hair spilled out on the pillow behind her, making her look like an angel, with a halo of light around her pretty face.

Anita looked down into Diane's face while she fucked her. The dark-haired girl wondered if her own face had worn a similar, sexy expression while Mike had fucked her. Diane's face was flushed red, her nostrils flared to take in extra breaths. Sweat sparkled on her forehead, like sunshine on snow. Diane had never looked lovelier.

Pressing harder, Anita stabbed her fingers far up inside of Diane. Diane cried out and wiggled her ass, settling down around Anita's fingers. Her cunt-tunnel held Anita's fingers tightly, closing in around them as Anita pulled them back, and opening up to take them in again when she fucked forward. Anita scissored her fingers open and closed inside of Diane, making her cunt-tunnel expand around them. But, no matter what she did, Diane's pussy-channel remained tightly clasped around her fingers, conforming to their every size and configuration.

As she fucked her friend, Anita did not neglect her own needs. The rounded knuckle of her thumb stayed right on top of her clit, grinding it around against the bone behind it. Cunt-juice drooled from her empty cunt in a long, white, sticky line, and she could feel the heat of Diane's aroused cunt against the opened meat of her own pussy.

She stirred her fingers around inside of Diane's cunt, touching as many nerve-endings as she could. What her fingers lacked in size, they made up in agility, fucking this way and that, poking, probing, exciting. Diane groaned and writhed sexily, her body suddenly starting to shudder.

Unlike her inexperienced brother, Anita knew exactly what to expect when a girl came and, more importantly for Diane, she knew how to make it even better. Although she had only fucked with a boy once, she had gotten herself off hundreds of times, and now that experience came in handy. She kept on fucking Diane, and at the same time rubbing her own clit, feeling her heart pounding with her mounting passion.

Diane's breathing was loud and labored, and it was matched by Anita's gusting breath. The two girls panted as one, Anita's fingers working them both together. Their crotches clashed, their cunt-bones bouncing together with jarring regularity.

"Oh Daddy! Oh, oh, oh, Daddy!" Diane panted, her fantasy never waning. "Ohhhh!"

Little jerks shook her, and then the big one came. Anita had to put her full weight down on her just to keep Diane from jumping right up off the bed. Her body went wild, as if she were having some kind of fit. Anita worked hard to keep her fingers plowing in and out of Diane's shivering, shuddering cunt-tunnel.

"Wheeeeee!" Diane screamed.

Panicked, Anita again covered her friend's mouth with her own, choking off her orgasmic cries. All they needed was for Diane's mother to come knocking on the door, wondering what they were doing.

Diane continued to moan into Anita's mouth as her orgasm passed. But, even when she calmed, Anita kept fucking her. Anita's cunt needed just a few more strokes and then she knew she would be coming, too.

Her orgasm passed, Diane gradually came, back to reality. She opened her eyes and looked j into Anita's lust-contorted face. Now it was Anita who had her eyes shut tightly, her body tense with lust.

For an instant, Diane was shocked and embarrassed at what she and her friend were doing. But, when she felt Anita jump, and heard her whimpers of impending orgasm, she rocked with her, returning the favor she had just given her.

"Ohhhh, arghhh!" Anita gurgled and gasped, her clit smashed wonderfully by her own thumb. She felt the convulsions rush through her, and she hugged Diane, the warmth of another body increasing her pleasure.

Diane gladly returned her embrace, the two girls bucking and humping together. Diane followed her friend's entire climax, doing whatever Anita did, moving with her as if they were dancing. Then, when Anita pulled herself off her, Diane let her go with a smile.

"Thanks," Diane said, pulling her blouse back down ova her tits and smoothing down her skirt chastely. "I think understand a lot more about fucking now."

Anita giggled, still too hot to speak.

"I can't wait to fuck my dad," Diane continued. "If it's half as good as fucking you, know I'm never gonna wanna stop."

"It'll be better," Anita croaked, amused at her friend's innocence. "It'll be a lot better, you just wait."



Chapter 4

After a few more fucks with Mike, Anita felt ready to begin her quest for her father again. She'd enjoyed fucking with her twin, and she had gotten to be pretty good at it. But it was her father's cock she really wanted, and only her father's cock that would win her bet with Diane.

Anita thought about the best way to seduce her father a lot. She considered many options, but decided she needed to wait until a weekend, when she had a better chance of catching her dad in a good mood, with nothing better to do than fuck her brains out!

One Saturday morning she awoke to the sound of the shower in her parents' bathroom. Knowing that her mother always showered at night and her father in the morning, Anita was automatically excited.

She jumped out of bed wearing her short, summer nightie, and did a quick check of the house. Both cars ware gone, so that meant her motha and probably her oldest brother, Rick, wae out of the house. Mike had baseball practice every Saturday morning, so she knew he was gone. She checked her middle brother Chuck's room, and he seemed to be up and away, too.

Thrilled to the bone, Anita ran a quick comb through her hair and ran to another bathroom to brush her teeth. She thought about changing clothes, but then decided there wasn't time for that. She wanted to get to her father while he was still in the shown.

God, what he must look like all wet and naked! Anita thought, her little cunt bubbling.

The bathroom was clouded with steam when Anita opened the door and let herself in. In a matter of seconds, her white nightie was stuck to her body, showing off her dark nipples and the tuft of dark hair on her cunt. She wore no panties, and her nightie sfuck into the crack of her ass as she gathered her courage and went over toward the shower stall.

The stall had bubble glass, and through it, Anita could see a tall, well-proportioned masculine form. She hugged herself.

This is it, she thought. I win, Diane, I win!

"Daddy?" she said, hoping he could hear ha over the roar of the shower water. "I have a present for you. think you're a very sexy man, and love you very much and, well, if you want to, thought that maybe we could, uh, we could, well, you know what mean, don't you, Daddy?"

Anita could tell from the way her father was standing that he could hear her. She wished he'd just open the door and take her right into his strong arms!

"Don't you want me, Daddy?" she asked, starting to feel panicked. "Here, maybe if you can see all of me you'll like me better."

With that, Anita whisked her nightie up over her head and tossed it across the room. She then pressed her naked front against the glass shower panel, giving her father a two-dimensional view of her tits and belly.

"Open up, Daddy, please? I want you!"

From inside the stall she heard a muffled groan, and then she saw his hand reach for the latch. She pulled away, and got ready to toss herself into her father's arms.

But, when the door opened, Anita's sexy look went from lust to shock. The person inside the shower was not her father at all, but her middle brother, Chuck!

"Chuck!" she exclaimed, too shocked to move or cover herself up. "What are you doing in there? That's Dad's shower!"

"Dad got up early and went to play golf, so I decided to help myself. And now, boy, am I glad I did!"

Before Anita could get away, her brother had reached out and grabbed her. His grip was sure and strong, and his fingers dug into the soft flesh of ha upper arm.

"I guess Mike wasn't lying, the little shit," Chuck said. "He told me about you, and what you two have been up to, but didn't believe it."

Anita whimpered and tried to get away. "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"I think you do," Chuck laughed, slowly pulling her into the shower with him. "Come on, it's okay. I may not be Dad, but sure could use some head."

Anita was no match for ha big, brawny brother. Chuck pulled her into the shown and closed the door, holding her captive. The water was very loud in her ears, and he pulled her tight against him and gave her a big, watery kiss.

The girl still struggled a little bit, but, as he kissed her, his lips seemed to take the fight right out of her. And, when Anita realized that the mighty hunk of something that was pressed between them was actually his cock, she gave in completely and even let ha fingers travel down to touch his prick. It was huge!

Chuck broke their kiss with a laugh. "You are a hot one! Dad is a lucky man, to have a cute little piece like you after him."

"Who says I'm after him?" Anita said softly.

Chuck laughed harder. "Well, that doesn't matter anyway. You're mine now."

Anita had a hold of his prick with both hands, now, and she would not have left that shower even if her brother had asked her to. This was, the big cock she had wanted, this was the sort of cock she had had in mind for her first fuck. His cock filled her hands with hard, solid warmth.

"Take a closer look," Chuck said, pushing down on her shoulders, and forcing her to her knees in the shower.

Anita went down, never letting go of Chuck's prick. She looked at his cock from very close up, going cross-eyed. His prick bobbed right up into her face. She'd never really looked at Mike's cock, she'd only fucked it. But now, eye-to-eye with Chuck's big cock, she got a whole new perspective on things.

"Kiss it!" Chuck said, his fingers tangled in her dark, wet hair. "Yeah, ahhh, that's right."

Anita didn't hesitate at all when she first got a taste of her brother's cock. She slurped in the big knob of his prick, unable to take in more than that, and she liked the way it filled her mouth and made her lips stretch. She twirled her tongue around his cock-head, and tasted more of his delicious, salty pre-cum, and it made her cunt feel slick and funny.

"Mmmm," she said, "I like this!"

Chuck laughed. "You're not sorry anymore that I'm not Dad?"

"Oh, a little," Anita admitted, lapping at his cock-head. "But not too much."

Chuck's laughter turned into sobbing groans as she went back to work on his cock. Like other things sexual, it didn't seem to matter that Anita had little or no experience. She just let herself go, and the results were guaranteed erotic. She was meant for fucking, and took to it as naturally as a duckling takes to water.

She poked the head of his prick into one of her cheeks, making it contort her pretty face. Then she switched sides and let it slam against her other cheek. She bobbed her head back and forth a few times, massaging his cock with her teeth and the soft, padded inside of her mouth.

Chuck groaned, and leaned against the shower wall. The water hit his chest and ran down his body toward Anita's sucking face. He kept one hand on the back of her head, but it did not have to guide her. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing, and he certainly had no complaints. His cock felt harder than usual, and her soft lips teased and caressed it with a skill he'd seldom run across, even in girls several years older than Anita.

Water ran down through her fingers as she jacked on the part of his prick she could not fit into her mouth. She pushed her wet locks back away from her face, and forced herself forward, taking a bit more of his prick. She felt it hit against the back of her throat and then, like magic, it seemed to bend and follow the curve of her throat right down.

"Jesus!" Chuck grunted.

Anita looked up at him, her mouth filled with his prick. Her eyes were bigger than usual, round and luminous in the dim light of the shower. Her dark hair was darker than ever, plastered to her skull and cheeks. Her mouth was a big oval, her lips stretched pale around the shaft of his big prick.

"God!" he groaned, not believing this was his very own sister giving him such great head!

Anita pulled back, then she took it all back in again, grating her teeth along it sexily. She liked the feel of his prick in her mouth, but she knew she would like the feel of it even better in her cunt. So, with a sudden decision, she popped her lips off of his prick and looked up at him again.

"You wanna fuck me?" she asked, kneeling at his feet.

Chuck almost choked. Why hadn't he realized his sister was so hot before?

"Sure," he said, pulling her to her feet. "Turn around and lean against that wall."

"Standing up?" Anita asked, surprised.

"You're gonna love it, promise," he said, twirling her around and grabbing his prick. "Stick your ass out a little bit."

Anita bent her knees and arched her back. She felt her brother's hand and the tip of his prick as he fit it into the small hole of her pussy. It felt very big already!

"You ready?" he asked.

"I think so," she said, biting her lip and trying to relax.

Chuck wrestled with his prick, fighting against her resisting cunt-mouth. Finally he got the tip of his prick securely inside her pussy-lips, and he gave a great shove, sensing the first few inches of his cock plowing into his sister's guts.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Anita cried out, her body flattened against the tile wall. "Oughhhhh!"

But Chuck didn't even ask her if she was all right. It didn't matter to him once he got a taste of her tight, nearly virginal cunt. It felt wonderful to him, and he was not about to let her go even if she wanted him to.

For a moment, Anita did think about getting loose. But then her brother pulled back and fucked forward into her again a few times and she changed her mind. Her cunt quickly adapted to his bigger prick, and she began to like it.

It was just what she had always wanted.

Chuck shoved into her as far as he could, losing his prick in her cunt. Surprisingly, she took all of his prick, each and every inch, and her pussy seemed to beg for more. With a buck of his hips, he fucked in again, filling her up and then emptying her out as he drew his prick away from her.

Anita got used to his prick and started to move with him. Her cunt felt so big she wondered if it would ever be a normal size again. She felt like he was rearranging her insides with his big prick --- and she loved it.

"Yeah, fuck me!" she crowed, her voice echoing off the shower walls. "Yeah, all right!"

She fucked her ass in, and then thrust it back out, changing the angle his cock used to enter her. She liked the way his cock popped in and out of the circle of her inner cunt-lips. She lifted herself up on her tip-toes and then stood flat- footed. She shook her ass and she stood still, experimenting to see which motions felt the best to her and got the most enthusiastic response from her fucking brother.

Chuck had one arm bent around her waist, holding her tight to him. The other hand he braced against the wall, holding them up and fucking Anita. Water ran down his back, splashing down in waves with his fucking motions.

Anita's ass ground back into his hairy groin as she took all of his prick-shaft. She twisted around in his grasp, adding side-to-side motions to his thrusts.

Cunt-juice was fucked from the depths of her cunt, and mixed with the shower water at their joined crotches. Squeaky sounds came from the union of their fuck-parts, and Anita grunted softly, taking Chuck's prick time and again.

She felt filled to the brim with cock. Her cunt ran up and down the shaft of his prick, bouncing around it, bit by bit. She sucked in her breath, making her waist smaller, and Chuck held her tighter, encircling her with his one strong, tanned arm.

"Oh, oh, ohhh!" she cooed, fucking back at him, matching his motions.

"You like it!" he panted, leaning over her and putting his mouth near to her ear. "You like my big cock?"

Anita's heart pounded so loudly at his obscene language that she couldn't answer.

"You like it when do this?" he asked huskily, thrusting his cock against one side of her cunt-tunnel and then the other. "Does it make you hot when fuck you like this?" He hammered his prick straight into her.

"Yessss, oh yesss!" Anita moaned, her words shaky as he continued to pound her. "Keep doing it! Keep fucking me just like that!"

Chuck drew his cock back, and then threw it forward. Every inch disappeared into Anita's cunt, and the girl sighed and moaned. She pushed her ass out, silently begging him for more, and Chuck gladly gave it to her.

His prick slammed against the end of her cunt-tunnel, his big, round cock-knob butting to a stop. Each time he filled her with his mighty cock-meat he quickly jerked it back out, filling and refilling her with as much cock as she had ever tasted.

Her cunt clutched his prick, keeping a tight, delicious hold on it. Whether he was fucking his cock in, or pulling it out, Anita's cunt held him tightly, her soft insides making him hotter than a pistol.

"You want more?" he panted, his ass puckering in, fucking her with quick stabs.

"Yes, more, fuck me more!"

"You like it hard?"

"Ohhhh!" Anita sighed, "give it to me hard!"

"Yeah, you take it all, you little father-fucker! You take every bit of my big cock, and like it, bitch!"

Anita moaned and groaned, her body humping faster, too. It turned her on to hear her brother say those things to her while his big cock trenched out her cunt. It made her feel grownup and sexy, and she liked it. To show him, she humped her ass faster, making him work to keep up with her, his cock continually