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Part One

Johnny and Sarah were twins and were younger when a series of incidents occurred that eventually led to a brother/sister incestuous relationship.

For their birthday their parents bought them each a puppy: a female for Johnny and a male for Sarah, which they named appropriately as 'Boy' and 'Girl'. The dogs were both from the same litter.

One day, about six months after they got them, Johnny happened to look in the back yard and, as he watched, 'Boy' had just mounted 'Girl' and had begun pounding away with his pecker in his canine sister. Johnny's immediate reaction was to run out and stop them but, before he could react, he found himself getting hard from watching the animals fucking. He was surprised at just how excited he was getting. He put his hand down and began rubbing his jeans and his throbbing cock beneath.

The dogs were in a frenzied fuck. About to pull his own cock from his pants, so that he could masturbate while he watched them, he suddenly heard a noise behind him. He quickly pulled his hand from his prick as Sarah walked into the living room. She couldn't help but notice her brother's nervous reaction and the guilty look upon his face. Because she approached so quickly Johnny didn't have time to adjust his pants so that Sarah couldn't help but notice that his 'thing' had filled out totally inside of his pants.

"Whatcha looking at?" she asked as she walked across the room to join him. When she reached the window she reacted in horror at what the dogs were doing.

"Stop 'em!" she screamed at her brother.

Johnny's eyes remained transfixed on the hot and wild fucking dogs and Sarah saw that a strange look of excitement had come over his face, "No...don't, Sar. Leave 'em. They're all right," he said softly.

'Boy' was now fucking 'Girl' with total abandon. "But...Johnny, stop 'em," she whispered as she too now watched the animals with fascination. She again glanced at the tented shape at the crotch of her brother's pants and couldn't help but notice that it had developed more than when she had first noticed it.

"It's okay, Sis...leave 'em!" he said again.

"But...they're brother and sister!!!" she protested.

She saw a faint, almost evil, grin form at the corners of his mouth, and then he responded, "So what?"

Part Two

The second incident happened about two weeks later. The twins were playing in the yard when Sarah fell and yelled out in pain. By the time that Johnny reached her she was sitting up, on the grass, with her back against a tree. She was rubbing at her ankle and she had a tortured look of pain across her face. Seeing the tears in his sister's eyes he said, "Here, let me see," then bent and took her calf in his palm.

Sarah's feet were on the ground, her knees were raised, and her legs were parted. She had felt so much pain that the girl didn't realize that her skirt had pulled all the way up to her hips.

"Where's it hurt?" her brother asked.

"Ow! There...easy!" she winced. Johnny gently began rubbing his sister's leg and gradually the pain started subsiding. After a few minutes, she said,

"It's better now, John-boy. Thanks."

Johnny continued massaging her leg and now that his sister seemed to be okay he himself began to relax. It was at this time that the boy realized that he had a full view between the legs of his sibling and, even though her panties covered her, Johnny could still see the indentation of her pussy-crack. If the crotch of her panties was just a half-inch to the side, he realized, he would actually be seeing his sister's cunt. His cock filled out his pants as the realization of what he was seeing, while he was rubbing her leg, had him aroused enough that he wanted to push his hand onto her cunt. Then his eyes looked up at hers and he realized that Sarah had been watching him looking up her skirt.

He quickly and gently released her leg and stood up, reaching out his hand to help his sister to her feet. As she gave him her hand Sarah couldn't help but notice the tent that had again formed inside her brother's pants and she knew that he had gotten that way from looking at her. She was embarrassed and uncomfortably nervous yet, strangely, she somehow felt some inner excitement that she didn't understand.

Part Three

Incident number three was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Johnny was supposed to have football practice after school, which meant that he wouldn't be home until after 6 o'clock. Instead, practice was called off early and Johnny came home about 4:30 p.m. As he reached the house Paulie Tewes had just come from inside of Johnny's house. He was a classmate of theirs and his sister's favorite boy in the class. Paulie murmured a few nervous mutterings about helping Sarah, and then he hurriedly continued on his way.

Johnny went inside the house and upstairs. As he approached the top of the stairs he heard the sound of the bathroom shower. That would have had to be Sarah, as his mom and pop were still working. He had to pass his sister's room to get to his and, as he did so, he saw that her bedroom door was slightly ajar. He started to pass it by but something caught his eyes. He quickly stopped and looked back into the room. Then he was quickly moving inside and over to Sarah's bed. When he reached it he looked down in shock. He saw what had attracted his attention. There in the center were drops of tiny puddles of blood. Fresh blood. Obviously very recent.

His immediate reaction was that he wanted to run to make sure that Sarah was okay. He turned to run to the bathroom and then he suddenly stopped short. Again he turned to look at the white sheet with the bright red splotches. Dead center! Right where Sarah's ass would be! Somehow he knew that she was all right.

Anger began building in Johnny as he knew what he was looking at. Although he had never had any first-hand experience he was still old enough to realize what he was looking at and what had happened. He could see that there were other drops of wet.

She had been fucked! Paulie had fucked his sister!

I'll kill the bastard, he raged to himself.

His hands were trembling and his head was pounding. Something made him turn around. He hadn't heard his sister come out of the bathroom door.

Sarah walked into her room and had just pulled the towel from her body when she suddenly saw her brother standing alongside of the bed looking at her. She froze, the towel dangling from her hand. Realizing what he had been looking at, she was not even thinking of her nakedness.

"Johnny...!!!," she shrieked.

Brother and sister stood about three feet apart, motionless. Johnny's eyes ran over his sister's body, frantically moving from her face to her breasts to her crotch and then back to her face. In his rage he kept returning his gaze down to her cunt, and he kept thinking that Paulie had fucked there. Finally, after a full two minutes, he suddenly realized that his sister's eyes were swollen and red and that she had obviously been crying.

"I'll kill him!!!!" He spat out the words.

Sarah was terribly afraid for her brother, "No, Johnny stop. It... it wasn't only him it... it was me too... "

There was no talking to him. He rushed past her and started down the stairs as Sarah screamed behind him, "John-boy no! Don't... "

She heard the front door slam and she fell upon the bed, crying.

Part Four

When Johnny returned to the house an hour later, Sarah was downstairs, fully dressed, in the living room. He came in slamming the door behind him. He looked at his sister who had stood upon his arrival. She could see that the rage still was burning within him. He was scuffed and sweaty and his clothes were disheveled. She was sure that he had 'beaten Paulie up'... maybe even killed him, Sarah thought. She knew that her brother was that mad.

Looking directly into her eyes he screamed at her, "Slut! Fuckin' sluutttt!!!!!"

Sarah saw the tears in his eyes as he then ran upstairs to his bedroom. She wanted to run after him but she was too afraid of his temper.

Within minutes, the phone rang and she heard from her girlfriend Suzie how Johnny had 'beaten Paulie up'.

Johnny stayed in his room for the rest of the afternoon. When their father came home he stuck his head in the room and the boy told him that he wasn't feeling well and wouldn't be eating with them.

Sarah was on pins and needles all night. She had watched her father go upstairs and heard him look in on Johnny. Her stomach tightened, thinking that her brother was 'squealing' on her. When her father came back down and didn't say anything in anger toward her she breathed a little easier. When her mother came home from her part-time job she too went up to see the boy. Again, apparently, he said nothing about his sister. For the rest of the night Sarah waited nervously, expecting at any time for her brother to come down and 'out' her.

Although he didn't tell on her, she still feared that once his rage calmed that he would, either by confronting her in front of their parents, or by just telling them what had happened. She was sure that he would come down any minute. Even if not tonight, then for sure it would happen in the morning, she thought.

She sat in the living room with her mom and dad as they watched TV. She ran the day's events through her head. Even though Paulie had practically raped her Sarah felt that she was at fault because she had brought him home with her. He had broken her hymen and treated her viciously. Her first time was not a pleasant memory. And then her brother had to come home early and find out. She remembered the look of hate on his face. She was terribly upset thinking about him calling her a "slut". Yet she knew that he was right.

She was also somewhat happy about how her brother had beaten up Paulie. However, she just couldn't shake the look of hurt that she had seen on Johnny's face. Then she recalled something else. She had forgotten about it until later on in the night. This was the reaction from Johnny when he saw her come into the bedroom. Thinking back, Sarah now remembered that familiar tented structure develop in his pants, upon seeing her naked, as she held the towel.

Finally, as the night passed, she went up to bed, leaving her parents watching the TV. It was about 10 p.m. As she went toward her room she noticed that there was light coming from under Johnny's door. She wanted to talk to her brother but she was too afraid. She couldn't be sure how he would react. Instead, she went into her own room.

Inside, she prepared for bed, undressing down to her panties. She pulled back the blanket and slid beneath it. Her mind continued racing, wondering if she could beg Johnny not to tell their parents. Again she remembered the tent and she remembered that other time that the tent arose...

'Johnny, they're brother and sister,' she had said.

'So what,' he had responded.

Suddenly Sarah tensed. The youngster knew where her mind was leading her and she was frightened by her own thoughts. For the next hour she tried to sleep, to no avail. Finally she got up from the bed and threw her father's hand-me-down shirt on. Then she nervously left her room and went across the hall to the door of her brother's room. She could see the light from beneath indicating that he was probably still awake.

She knocked first and then, after taking a deep breath, she turned the handle, opened the door and entered. Closing the door behind her, she stood just inside, looking toward him.

Johnny was lying on the bed, in his shorts, on top of his sheets. When she had walked in he turned. His head was now turned facing his sister. The worst of his inner fury had subsided but he was still feeling a simmering rage. He had never before felt so utterly betrayed and helpless.

"Can... I talk... can we, er, talk?" Sarah asked.

He didn't want to confront the truth but he knew that this was inevitable.

"What's to talk about?" he cried, "You did it. You did it with that scumbag! How could... why, Sis? I don't understand... "

She could see in his eyes that he was still harboring a smoldering rage yet she also could sense a real feeling of hurt in him. His eyes were filled with tears. Obviously he'd been crying most of the day. Sarah was touched by his concern but she also felt afraid of his pent-up feelings.

By now she had timidly reached the side of the bed. She sat down alongside of him, "I, er, don't really have any excuse, John-boy. I didn't plan on it, it just happened. I... I, well I had Paulie over here so it was my fault I guess, but I swear Johnny, that he, er, we, well we, er, I was kissing him but he made me... well, he was so strong and I couldn't stop him... I don't know, maybe I really didn't want him to stop... I'm so confused... but I swear Johnny I... well he forced me... "

Johnny's teeth clenched and his cheeks flushed.

"You m-mean he, er,... raped you?" he asked incredulously.

"Er, well not really... I, er, don't know how to explain... you wouldn't understand, but I tried to stop him, you know? But... but yet when he was forcing himself on me I... I actually wanted him to do more... I... Johnny I, er, think that I was just as... guilty as him in the end... I... " She lowered her head and her voice as her shame was apparent, "I was urging him on... I, er... I couldn't help myself. I was... wanted him to go all the way... I'm so sorry John-boy."

While she had been relating to him what had happened, Johnny allowed his eyes to wander over his sister's body. He was still terribly upset that she lost her cherry, but he guessed that it probably was inevitable anyway. In a way, he was surprised that it hadn't happened sooner.

He knew that the boys in school took notice of her beauty. He was also sure that each and every one of them would have loved to get into her panties, though they didn't give any indication of that while he was around. He looked at his sister and suddenly he tried to imagine her in bed naked and fucking. The mental picture began to cause him to become aroused. Johnny felt his cock rising in his shorts and he saw her eyes take notice.

"You go to bed Sis, I'm, er, tired. We'll talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

Sarah was frightened by her brother's abruptness, "You gonna tell?," she asked softly.

Johnny shook his head, "No... just get to bed, okay?"

A sudden feeling of relief began to relax her. She allowed a nervous smile to form on her lips. She stood up and looked down at him. "Thanks... " she whispered. Standing there, she couldn't help but notice the involuntary twitch within his tented shorts. She turned and headed back to her room, leaving him lying there.

As she reached his door to leave he called her. When she turned back to look at him he asked, "Are you all right?"

She smiled weakly, happy for his concern, and nodded, "I'll live... but boy, did he hurt me!" she said.

"Well, I think I can guarantee that he felt as much pain as you did. I kicked the shit out of him. I beat him more than I beat Rodney last year. At least we got that satisfaction."

Sarah nodded and left. As soon as the door closed behind her Johnny lay back and closed his eyes. Once more he began silently crying. He replayed the day's events in his mind. He turned onto his stomach, burying his face in the pillow. His shoulders shook from the sobs that he released. His ordeal was over.

When Sarah got to her room she lay back thinking. She was now confident that her twin brother would keep her secret. As she too now remembered all that had occurred she began to realize that the events of the day had affected the way her brother had looked at her. Thinking back she became more and more aware of how Johnny had been getting aroused while in her presence.

Part Five

On Monday Paulie Tewes came back to school. His eyes were still blackened and his face was still swollen. Sarah was shocked at seeing how much damage her brother had inflicted. Paulie avoided any contact with her at all, not even eye contact. The young girl was secretly happy upon seeing his condition.

After school she walked home with her brother. After making small talk she finally brought up the subject, "You know John-boy, I... ," she hesitated, looked over at him and then took a deep breath and continued, "Well, I just wanna thank you again, you know, for not telling mom and dad... and for beating up Paulie. Boy, he looks lucky that he's still alive... you could've killed him, you know?"

Johnny nodded silently. After they had walked a half-block further he finally responded, "Are you okay now?"

Sarah warmed at her brother's concern, "Yeah... I... I'm not sore anymore."

Again he nodded his understanding, "You... it was stupid, you know? Paulie doesn't even like you."

"I know."

The twins lapsed into silence for awhile and then he asked, "Can I ask you a few, er, private questions?"

Sarah suddenly tensed up. She didn't really want to talk about the incident but, at the same time, she felt that her brother deserved to ask whatever he wanted. She dreaded talking about it but she felt that she had no choice but to oblige him.

"Er, yeah, I, er, guess so," she said softly.

Johnny was silent while he formulated his thoughts and words. Then he spoke, "You never really told me what happened, you know, like how and why and, er, like what you two did."

Sarah had kind of expected that this is where her brother's questions would be directed. She gathered her courage and decided to tell him everything. She began by telling how she had Paulie over at the house and how they had started kissing. She admitted that it was probably her that started it all. She told how Paulie had suddenly pushed his hand under her blouse, and began squeezing and rubbing her breast, and that she made no effort to stop him. It was only when his free hand pushed into the top of her jeans and forced itself under her panties to her crotch that she finally began trying to fight him off of her. By that time Paulie was too far-gone to stop.

"So it was my fault as much as his, you know?" she concluded.

"And... he, er, broke your, er cherry?" he asked.

"Uh huh, yeah." she responded, uncomfortably.

"What else?"

"What do you mean... nothing else."

"Did... did you, er, touch it? You know...kiss it or anything?" he asked, knowing that in the past Paulie had bragged of getting a blowjob from Edna McGriff.

"NO!!!" Sarah answered forcefully, but quietly, "No I... we didn't... it all, er happened so fast. I mean, I pushed and fought him... I, er, might have touched him like that, but nothing else."

"Did, did he, er, touch you, or, er, kiss you, you know, down there?" he stammered. For some reason when he had lain in bed thinking of Paulie and Sarah he had imagined that happening.

"NO!!!" Again she quietly yelled, "How... no, no Johnny, we, he... everything happened so fast... It was so... I don't understand. Why are you asking that?"

She watched Johnny with a complete look of surprise on her face and studied him. What was he getting at? Why would Paulie do something like that... kiss her down there? Watching her brother Sarah suddenly realized that the tent had risen again in his pants. What made him get like that?

"I... I... well, it's just that some people do things like that... and..."

"No they don't!" she whispered, disbelieving.

"Yeah, they do... I heard it... believe me Sar, people do those things. I didn't believe it at first either, but it's true. And, well, I just can't imagine doing that to a girl unless she's really, you know beautiful and... and clean and... well... that's why I asked. I thought maybe Paulie did that to you, that's all," he concluded.

After the few moments that it took for her to absorb what her brother said she responded, "Well he didn't! He didn't have time to... God Johnny, he just practically... no, not practically, I guess he actually did rape me."

Once again the kids lapsed into silence. As they walked along she couldn't help but notice that 'the tent' wasn't going away. Sarah concentrated on what he had been asking. After another half-block or so she began to think deeper of what her brother had been talking to her about.

"Did you ask that question because you think that I'm nice enough... beautiful and clean... and that Paulie should have done that?" she asked.

Johnny took a deep breath before answering his sister. This is something he had secretly been thinking about. Slowly he said, "Uh huh... I know I would have," he whispered and then turned away, avoiding her shocked look.

Sarah sucked in her breath, "You... you, er, mean, if you were him, right?" she said, her voice barely audible; almost afraid of what her brother's response might be.

They were just outside of their house now. They stopped and faced each other, each with a nervous look upon their face.

Finally he responded softly, "No, I... I mean if it had been me!"

"Johnny!" she whispered in fright, "How... you're... we're brother and sister!"

As her eyes moved from his to that tent and then back to his face, Sarah already realized what his response was going to be, even before he said it,

"So what?" he managed to quietly whisper.

"You... you can't be serious?" she asked, shocked.

Her brother managed a nod and then summoned up the courage to talk,

"Yeah I, er, am. I...I've thought... well, I've wanted to, er, do things, you know Sis we've been close and I... I can't explain but I get... er... Around you... I, er I've been getting excited." He watched her eyes widen as he stumbled on, "And I... I mean if we're being, you know, like honest, then I... well some nights I jer-... think of doing things to you when I... jerk off!"

Sarah looked at Johnny in total surprise. She shook her head in disbelief. Her brother shouldn't be saying these things. Yet even though she was shocked she secretly was feeling an inner excitement, "Wh-what things? You mean like we were talking about?"

He glanced about, making sure that nobody else was around. Then he nervously nodded and continued, "Uh huh. Doing that, you know, kissing you... I mean like really kissing you on the lips and...er, down there." Sarah's heart began beating harder as he continued, "And... and d-doing what, er, Paulie did... only nice...!"

Her mind was racing wildly. As 'awful' as what he was saying was, she found that she was becoming more and more excited. "John-boy, no." she whispered, trying to remain sensible, "You can't..., shouldn't think those things. You just shouldn't, it's... it's wrong... You know that."

"You... I... Did you ever...?" he stammered.

Sarah's eyes were held to his now. They were being totally honest with each other. She realized what he was trying to ask. She had to tell him the truth. She lowered her glance, embarrassed, and spoke softly, "Well, er, yeah, some, I guess. Sometimes I wonder, er, what it would be like... us kissing, you know, like grown-ups. But nothing else!" she added, raising her eyes once more to meet his.

They looked deeply into each other's eyes.

Suddenly their mother stuck her head outside of the door and called, "Hey guys. At least come in and say 'hi' to your mother when you get home, hah?" she smiled.

The two finally went into the house. John called out "Hi Mom," and immediately ran upstairs to the bathroom. His cock was throbbing from the prior conversation and his pants were soaking wet. He quickly pushed them down off of his legs and fiercely grasped his hardened prick. As he began masturbating a mental picture of his sister's naked body materialized. Such a vision had never been so vivid in his mind.

Part Six

Later that night the youngsters passed each other on the stairs. It was the first time all night that they were out of the earshot of their parents. Johnny stopped on the staircase as she approached the opposite way. Sarah stopped alongside of him to hear what he wanted to say.

"Could we, er, can we talk later?" he asked.

Remembering the afternoon's conversation she was understandably nervous, "What for? Why?," she whispered.

"I... I... maybe we... maybe we could at least..." his nervousness was completely obvious. He swallowed hard, then continued, "kiss, you know, like you mentioned, like, er grown ups."

Sarah was scared, "No!" she whispered, "That... it... that's wrong." Hurriedly she rushed away from him and went down the stairs.

Later that night it wasn't that easy for Sarah to dismiss those thoughts, as she began to imagine her brother's mouth working on hers. This wasn't the first time that she fantasized about this but on this night her imagination ran away from her. As she thought of him kissing her she imagined his naked chest against hers. As she fantasized she moved her hand into the warmth between her legs and began to masturbate herself to completion while her mind thought of her brother. When she finished she lay back, shocked at what had just transpired.

For the next couple of months nothing further was said between the siblings, although Johnny's eyes became much more curious. He became much more aware of his sister's femininity. Sarah could feel her brother's eyes running over her body and, strangely, she was enjoying his masculine attention. She began to think about his request of them kissing like grown-ups and she wondered what it would be like. The youngster found herself masturbating daily while imagining herself kissing her brother. And finally one night she suddenly began imagining that it was Johnny's mouth between her legs instead of her finger. She realized how wrong all of this was, but she also found the thoughts terribly exciting.

Part 7

Finally about two months later the twins had the house to themselves. It was a Saturday and their mother and father left them alone for the night. Their parents were going to a wedding and, because it was a distance away, they had made plans to spend the night at a hotel.

Both siblings had been privately thinking of this night. Sarah had actually toyed with the thought of her brother and her finally kissing. Johnny's imagination had progressed. He had begun to seriously fantasize about getting Sarah into bed with him and screwing her.

During the first part of the night neither of the twins approached the subject but by 9 p.m. it suddenly became very tense, as Johnny couldn't stop himself from looking at Sarah's legs, breasts and buttocks. As much as he wanted to respect his sister, he couldn't help himself from gawking.

Sarah became aware of Johnny's eyes running over her body, and even though she should have been mad, instead she found herself secretly enjoying her brother's attention. As a matter of fact she too found herself becoming attracted to the situation. By 10 p.m., she urgently forced herself to clear her head. Although it was very early to go to bed she told him goodnight and got up to go to her room. For some unknown reason her eyes moved into Johnny's crotch as she stood.

Her brother followed the direction in his sister's eyes and suddenly his body reacted involuntarily. His cock rose mightily in his pants under her gazing stare. Ashamed at herself, she broke the stare and hurried up to her room.

Johnny's cock was hurting. His mind was racing. Was Sarah's staring at his cock meant to be a message to him, he wondered. Was she trying to tell him to come upstairs, without being able to say the words? His hand rubbed the outside of his jeans, at the lump within that his sister had created. In his heart he knew that she didn't want to do anything. But he did! Maybe if he could just get her to warm up? The boy fought with himself. Maybe if he talked to her he'd find out that her attitude had changed and that she now wanted to do things with him. He knew that this wasn't true but the thought was exciting him as he continued rubbing his cock.

(What Johnny didn't know was that, after his sister had stripped down to her panties and climbed into her bed, she too began to touch herself and to fantasize. She was excited by the sudden realization that she could get her brother hard just by looking at his crotch.)

Johnny's mind was racing. Their parents were out of the house and he and Sarah may never get an opportunity like this again. They had recently talked openly about sex but that openness wouldn't be there forever, he thought. Even though they were as close as twins could be and often thought exactly the same, Johnny realized that as they grew up their thinking would grow in different ways. He remembered his lewd thoughts about his sister after Paulie Tewes had screwed her. And his secret desires had only increased in the past two months. His cock was hurting... He wanted to fuck Sarah!

He made a decision to talk to her. Maybe her thinking had changed. His heart began beating rapidly as he climbed the stairs.

At this time Sarah's fingers were twirling around her clit and her hips were starting to move.

Johnny was now approaching the door to his sister's bedroom.

Sarah's fingers were moving more determinedly as her body began feeling sexually excited. Her hips were moving harder now.

Johnny knocked on the door. Sarah tore her fingers away from her hungry cunt and quickly backed them out from inside of her panties at the same time that the door opened. He walked inside the room. It had been in total darkness, but now the light shone in from behind him, giving him a full view of his sister's shadowy figure. She was lying on her back under the covers and her head was turned toward the door, facing him. He could make out that her eyes were open and watching him. He neared the bed slowly, nervously. As he came close he saw a strange look of hotness on his sister's face. He didn't have any way of knowing what he had just interrupted.

He stood by the side of the bed looking down into her eyes. She was still on her back with the covers pulled up to her neck. She waited for him to speak.

Finally he said, "I... I was downstairs thinking... er... I, er, know you said no before but, er, well couldn't we, er, you know, like, just kiss...?"

Sarah was afraid to speak for fear that her voice would betray her. She realized how wrong this all was, yet she knew that she wanted very much to kiss her brother. Probably even more that he wanted to kiss her. And what scared her the most (actually petrified her) was the fact that she realized that she too wanted more than kissing from her brother and she was sure that he was just as eager to cross over the line with her. And she knew deep down that she had these hidden desires for a lot longer than she wanted to admit. Could they kiss and stop? Did they want to stop? By now, as they looked into each other's eyes, both of their hearts were identically pounding.

"I don't think we better," Sarah whispered, "I... I don't... why do you wanna kiss me for, anyway?"

"I just do Sar... I've wanted to t-taste you for a long time. You... you just, er, look so beautiful...and delicious and tas-tasty!"

Her temples were pounding. "Jus... just kissing?" she asked nervously, knowing in her heart that he wouldn't be able to stop. And, more importantly, she realized that if they started that she herself probably wouldn't let him stop, even if he wanted to.

He nodded. His chest was beating rapidly and his temples were also throbbing. His trembling hands were sweaty.

"If I, er, tell you to stop, you will?" she asked. Her decision was already made.

"I promise," he lied. He had to fuck his sister, no matter what. Sarah's lips were quivering when she whispered, "Okay. C-C'mere, sit down." He started to sit down when she added softly, "Take your shirt off first."

Johnny quickly pulled the t-shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. He saw Sarah's gaze on his bare chest as he sat by her side. Finally, he bent his body toward her while lowering his head. Sarah's shaking hands came out from beneath the covers and, as his mouth descended on hers, her hands moved around her brother's neck and drew him down. Their lips touched, tentatively, softly. The twins gently pecked at each other's mouth. They were two frightened children embarking on a course in which they both knew to be forbidden yet both eagerly sought to travel nonetheless.

As their lips moved into each other's, the girl, who was more experienced in kissing, opened her mouth under his and allowed her tongue the pleasure of licking at his lips, teaching her brother to open his mouth to receive her piercing digit. And then their mouths were crushing each other. Sarah's brain was flashing a rainbow of colors while Johnny's temples continued pounding. He felt his sister's eager tongue move desperately in his mouth and his whole being seemed uncontrollable. His hands and body were reacting as if they had a will of their own. His cock was hurting from the pressure.

Brother and sister were clutching desperately at each other's ears and necks, and their mouths were sucking on each other while each of their tongues sought frantically to move about inside the other's mouth. Both of the youngsters were becoming wild with passion, caused by the taste and feel of their other half.

They were moaning continuously into each other's mouth. Sarah moved her hands over and around his back and then back up to his neck. The feel of her brother's skin was exciting to her and she want to feel his flesh pressing against her. The movements of her hands were making him wilder.

She hurriedly moved a hand between their bodies and without thinking she tore the cover off of her body, so that she could feel his bare chest touching against her firm tiny breasts. And again her hands moved up to clutch his ears as they continued feasting on each other's mouth. Continuous moans were emanating from both of them.

Johnny could feel his sister's hot tits burning into his chest. He moved one hand from her ear, over her neck and shoulder, and down over the young budding juicy mounds of tit-flesh. Finally he moved his open palm on her protruding nipple and allowed his fingers to close on the young exciting flesh.

"Mmmmmmmmm...oooooo, ohhhhhhhhh." Various sounds of pleasure were escaping her lips into his hot attacking mouth. His hard throbbing cock was automatically pushing into and pulling back against his sister's hip.

Then Sarah twisted onto her side and he too had raised himself alongside. Soon they were grinding their fronts passionately into each other. There was no turning back anymore. The twins had crossed the thin line that they had been avoiding. Their hot desire for each other was now the driving force for their very existence.

As Johnny's hand moved over the flesh of his sister's tit his mouth ripped away from hers and frantically moved to her delicious neck. He began kissing and licking at the nape of her neck, while his hand continued exciting her tit. His thumb and forefinger began to squeeze gently on her now hardened nipple.

"Ooooo...mmmmmmmm..." she murmured. And the murmur soon changed to a loud "OHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMOOOOOOOO," when his tongue suddenly found her ear. At the same time Johnny felt his sister's hips thrust forcefully against his and he felt himself shooting into his pants, cumming prematurely.

Johnny started to relax his whole body but Sarah's current state of passion as overpowering. She was twisting against him and murmuring continuously as his tongue and fingers began to move again after that momentary pause. She was a bundle of passion, waiting to explode.

Johnny sensed by his sister's total abandoned attitude that she was past the point of refusal. He sensed that he could now fuck her. This thought brought his cock to full prominence once more.

He moved his mouth from her ear and eagerly began kissing and licking, first her shoulder and then downward. Sarah kept her hands at the back of his head guiding him downward while her hot body writhed beneath him. His one hand followed the trail of his lips to whatever parts of his sister's exciting body that his lips vacated. His other hand moved from her breast and slid excitedly over the young flesh of her belly as his mouth moved downward and over the soft hot flesh of her breast. Finally his mouth opened and brought the flesh inside while his trailing hand grasped her other tit.

By now Sarah began moaning incoherently as her brother's mouth and hands performed miracles on her body. Johnny then pushed his sister gently and she rolled onto her back. His lead hand was then nervously moving over her pussy-mound and then stopped. He didn't know how to advance. Sarah's hips were pushing up as if to tell his hand to move down and into her. She was moaning like an injured animal now. She quickly moved one of her hands and grabbed his, pushing it into her pussy area as her thighs eagerly parted.

Her brother's hand then instinctively moved into the slit of her cunt and took her clitoris between two finger and began to gently rub and squeeze.

"Nnnnnnggggggg!!!!!!!" She bucked up fiercely to his probing fingers.

Johnny's hands and mouth were causing passions within her that she couldn't have imagined existed. When she had been with Paulie her body felt in need. Now her body was on fire, both outside and inside, and the excitement was continuously exploding within her body. She felt her brother's mouth leave her breast and then he was licking and sucking over the flesh of her quivering belly, moving downward agonizingly slow, seemingly on a mission to join his exploring fingers that were now working around and inside of her pulsating pussy.

With Paulie Sarah had felt curiosity. Now it was wanton lust! Her young body had a desperate craving to be overwhelmed with sexual pleasure.

"Oh John...John-boy...ooooo, mmmmm Johnny Johnny..."

As the tiny explosions ripped through her hot body her fingers were now desperately pushing his head down to fill the tremendous craving her cunt was feeling. Johnny's tongue was licking at the mound and his nostrils picked up the aroma of pussy, creating in him a wild desire to taste at the source of the wonderful, exciting smell. His tongue licked eagerly and his lips opened and sucked, licking and sucking, tonguing and smelling.

As his mouth moved over his sister's clitoris, she let out the wildest sound that he had ever heard, almost like a wild animal attacking a prey. Her wild reactions alerted him to what was exciting her and he allowed that to be his guide. As his tongue moved into her hole, he felt her body arch upward while her hands dug forcefully into the back of his head, pushing him deeper into her.

The taste of pussy was fantastic to him. He pushed his tongue in and out of her hole and his mouth sucked up all of the juices it could find. She was bucking and fucking his mouth as she writhed wildly beneath his attacking mouth. His cock was throbbing again. He wanted his sister...totally!

Suddenly he pulled his mouth away, "Nooooo...," she cried almost desperately, "Don't stop Johnny...please...don't..."

There was no talking to him. He quickly rose and stood by the side of the bed, stripping his pants and shorts from his body.

Sarah was muttering almost incoherently, "Hurry John-boy hurry do me oh do me quick hurry hurry..."

With Paulie she wanted to feel a cock. With Johnny it was total incestuous lust and a desperate need for fulfillment. She wanted him totally inside her. She wanted his mouth, his hands, his cock... his juices... his incestuous cum inside her.

Then Johnny was kneeling between her opened thighs. His cock moved instinctively to her waiting hole and as soon as the tip touched against her Sarah's total lustful passion took over. Her fingers reached down and held his cock at the portal of her throbbing pussy. His prick twitched violently in her hand. She moved her hips upward and the tip of his cock slipped between the lips and into her hot moist waiting hole. Her legs parted further and wrapped around his as she pushed up to meet him.

The feelings that were running through him were mind-boggling. As he pushed into his sister she tightened her thighs as she wrapped her body tighter around his.

The thrilling sensations on his shaft as it inched into her tight moist hole caused him to cry out and clench his teeth, "Ohhh, ummm, nngggg!"

He lowered his body into hers.

"Oooooo Johnny Johnny Johnny," she answered back as her hands flew around his back and her nails clutched at his skin.

She eagerly pushed her hips up to meet him. His cock-flesh was filling her totally within. As he reached his maximum depth she moaned at the feeling of being totally filled. Her hips were thrust up tightly to meet him.

Johnny slowly began withdrawing. As Sarah felt him easing out, her body sensed his total withdrawal. Her cunt muscles clutched desperately at his retreating flesh and her hands moved down lower on his body, frantically pushing at his back so that he didn't come out of her.

Then, gloriously, he was again pushing back into her, "Ahmmmmmmm oooo yeah Johnny ggggooooood-ooooood!!!"

He felt the build-up in his body and he knew that he would soon be cumming again. He began moving up and down, in and out of his wild sister, fucking her with abandonment.

With Paulie she begged for it to end. With her brother she wanted total completion for them both. She bucked up to meet every frantic thrust of Johnny. Sarah wanted him totally... every inch... every drop... She wanted her brother to cum in her... to give her all of his juice... all...

She... wanted... him... to... "Make a baby Johnny... do it do it do it!!!"

Sarah was a fantastic fuck! Johnny felt the juices building to a climax. He realized that he should pull out... but... Sarah...

"...Do it John-boy in me... do it...!!!"

She was wild with passion. Her hips were writhing about wildly.

"OHHHHH Sar...I'm gonna cum, I'm gonnnnna, oooo, I gotta st-op...!" he cried.

"Cum Johnny cum... in me do it make OHH MAKE BABBBEEEEE!!!!"

"Ohhh Sarah I'm cummmmmmmggggggg!!!!! OH OH OH!"

As the spasms gripped and drove her, his climax released his incestuous juices into her waiting womb. Spurt after spurt was shooting into her and she clung to him desperately as the final tremors caused her body to quiver violently.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU CALL THIS????"

It was the voice of their mother, although she hadn't been the first one on the scene.

The youngsters tensed and Johnny immediately rolled off of his sister. They turned and saw their mother and father in the doorway.

Their father had been the first one of their parents to arrive in the doorway. They hadn't heard him nor did he did make any attempt to stop them. At first he had been too shocked at finding his son and daughter in bed together but, upon watching his kids in the throes of ecstasy Jerry found himself getting aroused. Instead of interrupting them he began watching their fucking, the same as if he was watching a 'XXX video'. When Sarah began calling for her brother to shoot his cum inside her, her father actually moved his own hand down to his crotch and began rubbing himself. If he hadn't heard his wife's footsteps approaching, he might have moved his hand into his pants and squeezed; he was that excited! Fortunately, for Jerry, his wife only saw them, and he was able to take his hand away from his own crotch before she noticed what he had been doing.

Part Eight

Virginia ranted and raved. There wasn't any right time for something like this to happen but tonight was especially bad. Virginia was drunk and mean.

(This was why they didn't stay at the hotel where they had been booked. Under the influence, his wife had become nasty and abusive at the wedding and Jerry had to rush her out of there before she started a war. All the way home she abused him. As soon as they had walked into the house she had gone straight to the liquor cabinet. Expecting a long miserable night with her he had gone upstairs to change into his pajamas. Which is when he stumbled upon his kids).

Now she was calling her twins every vile name imaginable, telling them that they had to find some other place to live, they couldn't stay under the same roof as her, ad nauseum.

Jerry was finally able to calm his wife enough to convince her that the matter should be dealt with in the morning when everyone was clear-headed. With his prodding he got Virginia to agree to allow the children to go to sleep for the night. They sent Johnny back to his bed and left Sarah alone, crying violently.

Back in the living room, alone with her husband, Virginia raged on. For over an hour she vented on about the kids, almost non-stop. All the while she continued to ply herself with screwdrivers. At about 1 a.m. she passed out on the couch and Jerry was finally able to sit back in the easy chair and think for himself.

He wasn't nearly as upset as his wife had been. As a matter of fact he kind of thought that the kids were only acting out how their genes directed them. And he was convinced that they inherited this tendency from him. For Jerry knew of the incestuous feelings that he himself had years ago, wanting to fuck his little sister. He didn't ever do it but he did actually touch her lips with his cock while she had been sleeping.

Also, when he was a youngster at home Jerry had a 'thing' for his mother's panties. He used to find pairs that she had worn and he'd sniff in them while he masturbated.

The worst thing of all for Jerry was the realization and acknowledgement to himself of his own most incestuous feelings for his daughter. He secretly lusted for Sarah. From early on in her life, he had often thought that maybe someday he would want to screw his own daughter. By the time that she was 11 years old, his thoughts changed from fantasizing that he might someday want to screw her to where he then actually began hoping that he would someday get that chance. His lustful feelings only increased more as her body began to mature and fill out nicely. Indeed, from the time that Sarah had her first period Jerry wanted his daughter as much as he ever wanted any girl or woman.

He began secretly rummaging through the hamper at least once a week and he'd find her most recently worn panties. Then he'd pull out his cock, bring the panties to his nostrils and masturbate furiously while he sniffed at the wonderful smelling crotch.

So, although it was a shock catching his son and daughter, after the initial sense of rage he suddenly calmed down as his thought of his own feelings. That was why he ended up watching the kids instead of yelling at them.

Now with Virginia asleep Jerry pondered all that had happened and slowly he came to the realization that an opportunity was at hand. As much as he had fantasized about his daughter in the past he was a realist enough to know that it had only been, and would always remain, strictly a fantasy. His daughter liked boys, and thought anyone over 30 was old and yuccckkk!

But now maybe, just maybe, his fantasies could come true. He knew that he'd never get another set of favorable circumstances again. With his wife dead to the world in alcoholic slumber Jerry knew that it was time to strike now, while the iron was hot. He couldn't be sure how this was going to play out, but he had to try. His liquored brain sensed that at this time his daughter would probably be at her most vulnerable. He might never get another such opportunity, he thought.

He arose, looked over at his wife's slumping figure on the couch. She had passed out and probably couldn't be roused, even if the house was on fire. As his mind focused on what he was about to try, his heart began beating heavily in his chest. Quietly, he walked out of the living room and, with some hesitation, went to the stairs. He headed directly up to Sarah's room.

His legs were shaky, his hands were trembling and his heart was pounding so hard in his chest that he wondered if he could continue on without having a heart attack. Never before had he experienced such a heavy heartbeat.

His calculating mind already made all of the excuses that might be needed if anything went wrong... if Sarah should start complaining that he raped her or any other accusation. He had all of the answers.

Jerry turned the handle on his daughter's bedroom door, pushing it open slowly. The room had been in complete darkness and now became dully illuminated from the hall light at his rear. Once he got his bearings he closed the door behind him, plunging the room into complete darkness. He walked lightly over to her bed and when he reached it, he pushed out his hand for guidance. Feeling the side of the bed he lowered himself, sitting alongside of his sleeping daughter.

His chest was pounding wildly as he sat ever so gently alongside of Sarah, hoping that she wouldn't wake up.

She immediately opened her eyes in fright. Quickly focusing her eyes, she made out the silhouette of her father sitting there.

"Dad?" she whispered.

"Yeah sweetie," he said softly.

Sarah didn't know what to expect. He didn't say anything earlier when he caught Johnny and her but maybe he now had worked himself up or maybe her mother had gotten him riled up enough to the point that he was now going to punish her. What was more frightening to the youngster was that she could smell the alcohol on her father. And she knew that he sometimes became violent when he drank.

"W-whatsamatter? Uh-where's m...What time is it," she asked,nervously.

"It's after... Everyone's asleep," he responded.

The night came back to Sarah in a flash. As their eyes became accustomed to the darkness they both could now make out the other's shape.

"Is Mom here," she asked as her eyes strained to see her father's face.

"No hon," he continued talking softly, "She's downstairs. Sleeping on the couch."

Sarah clutched the blanket up to her neck as she lay on her back. She was sure that her father was there to give her a beating, and she was scared. It had been over three years since he had last given her one but she remembered it vividly. She didn't have any idea as to how she could avoid one now.

"I'm sorry for tonight, dad," she whispered, "It... I don't know how it happened. It... It won't happen again... I promise."

Jerry's hand reached out and rested on her hip. She had the covers on over her body. Still he felt his daughter's warmth from her body under his fingers. Feeling her father's hand upon her Sarah took one of her hands out from beneath the blanket and placed it on top of his.

"I know sweetheart," he answered, "You don't have to tell me. I know."

The young girl let out a sigh of relief. At least it wasn't going to be too bad with her father.

"It... it just... you know, it just happened," she said, apologetically.

"I know honey. I understand. You two have been close for a long time. All of your life as a matter of fact. You've probably been getting to him for awhile, right?"

"I... I don't know. Yeah... I guess so. Something like that," she said.

"How long has this been going on?" he asked, almost matter-of-factly.

Suddenly Sarah jolted up onto her side. As she turned to him his hand slipped off of her and fell onto the bed in front of her.

"No! It wasn't like that. This... this was the first time, Daddy. I swear," she said, sounding almost distressed.

"Okay... okay sweetie, calm down. I believe you. Don't get so upset," he whispered and now he pushed his hand into her body. His knuckles were pressing outside the blanket, against her belly, just below her breasts.

Sarah felt a need to assure him, "It... we... we were just going to... kiss... that's all, and... and well, it... you saw... I'm sorry Dad."

"I understand honey. Things like that happen."

"But... not between brother and sister," she reminded him, as the guilt she had been feeling before going to sleep now returned.

"Obviously it does. And I wouldn't say this in front of your mother but... So what?" he said.

This assurance from her father seemed to take away the tenseness she was feeling. For the first time since she was caught she started to feel better.

She smiled in the darkness, "That's what Johnny said."

Jerry waited a long moment before saying, "And you enjoyed it. As a matter of fact from what I saw you loved it," he said as if it were all a trivial matter.

Sarah caught her breath at her father's comments. She was flushed from embarrassment. It wasn't what she would have expected him to say. He always had a way with words, but she would have never thought that he would have tried to help her justify in her mind what she and Johnny did. Yet his words were having a real calming effect on her.

She remembered back to her and Johnny and she responded, "Yeah, I did. Maybe I shouldn't have, but I did. But... but it was INCEST Dad!," she declared.

"Yeah, I know, and you've been taught that incest is wrong," he agreed.

"Yeah, Ma told us herself!"

"Well, baby, maybe it is, but that doesn't mean it didn't feel good, right?"

Again she thought back before she responded, "Yeah. Johnny was... well you saw."

"Uh huh, good, hah?"

"Yeah, it was," she now answered with ease, almost not realizing that it was her father that she was confiding in.

"So then maybe you should ask yourself, can anything that feels so good be wrong?"

Sarah was confused by her father's attitude. "Mommy said it is," she said quietly.

"Yeah, well... think about it... why would Mommy even talk to you about it?"

She thought for a long time, trying to make sense of this conversation, "I don't know. Because she was afraid that Johnny and I might someday do that, I guess," she said, unconvincingly.

"I don't think so," he said slowly, "Probably more like she saw how pretty you were getting and she wanted to protect her own property. Maybe she felt threatened by your beauty sweetheart?"

Sarah contemplated what he was saying and after a moment she realized just what her father was alluding to, "Oh Daddy that's silly. I wouldn't ever have thought..."

Suddenly Jerry's hand turned around so that his palm rested on her belly instead of his knuckles. He moved it up on her slightly. Sarah didn't seem to notice at first. He couldn't wait any longer. His cock was throbbing in his shorts. Then his hand moved up a little further.

He heard his daughter catch her breath and felt her body tense as his fingers moved over the mound and clutched her breast.

"Why not, sweetie? Don't you, er, love me as much as Johnny?"

The child was petrified with fright. Her father's hand began squeezing gently at her breast as she was quickly becoming aware what was happening. Her hand moved up onto his and held him tightly in place.

"Dad... no... ," she whispered, her mind in a panic, "Don't...!"

"Didn't it feel good baby? You liked it right?," he coaxed as he tightened his fingers on her breast despite her trying to hold him in place.

"R-right but, no it... don't Dad... it's not right... "

He was wild with passion now. He was doing everything in his power to keep from just climbing up and raping her, "It is right honey... it is. I saw you tonight baby. You, you really enjoyed it. And it... it's not wrong, baby.

Tell me it's not."

The daughter was shaking. This was her father! Feeling her up! Looking to...

"Please Daddy, don't," the frightened girl pleaded, her voice barely audible.

Jerry broke out of her grasp and moved his hand from her breast. He pushed it up her body to the top of her covers and he took hold of the hem. He began pulling at it gently as she clutched desperately to it.

"And Johnny and you kissed, right?," he whispered.

"Y...ye-yeah, yes Dad."

"You liked that, didn't you."

"I, er, I guess so, yeah, I did... stop Dad, please," she begged.

"Let me baby... Let me taste you? I love you sweetheart."

He moved his body partially onto the bed and moved his mouth onto his daughter's. She tightened her lips together. She twisted her face trying to move away but he kept his lips upon hers. He opened his mouth and his tongue flicked out and then pulled back. His lips began sucking gently on his daughter's mouth.

Sarah was out of her mind from fright. She was whining into his probing mouth as she felt him pulling harder at the top of the blanket. Her mind was racing. She could scream but if she succeeded in waking her mother, the youngster thought, her mother would blame her. She was sure that her mother wouldn't believe a word that she said after finding her and Johnny.

And what if she didn't scream? Her father was right. She had enjoyed doing it with her brother. And she loved her father just as much. Her grip was loosening on the covers.

It might even be extra exciting. The excitement and enjoyment she had experienced earlier with her brother was partially because what they had been doing was forbidden. How much more forbidden that with her father???

Jerry felt his daughter's grip loosen on his hand and then she whispered, "You won't tell Johnny... Will you?"

Suddenly he felt his cock leaking a squirt of pre-cum into his pants as he realized that she was going to accede. His voice was barely audible as he swallowed.

"No baby. Just you and I, okay?"

She too swallowed. She couldn't believe that she was going to do this. Taking a deep breath she whispered, "Okay."

Jerry hurriedly removed his hand and stood up. His mind was devoid of anything being wrong. He quickly began to take off all of his clothes, letting them drop at his feet. He was surprised at his body's reaction. His legs were trembling like never before. His heart was pounding wildly. He was actually going to fuck his own daughter.

In the darkness he could see Sarah push the blanket off of her body and then he heard her movements as she reached down and pushed her panties off of her hips and down her legs to her ankles, where she kicked them aside. As she was baring herself for her father her eyes watched him strip and she was quickly becoming filled with wanton lust.

She too was trembling with excitement. She knew that it was totally wrong, what they were about to do, yet that thought alone seemed to increase her excitement. Her own father fucking her!

Wow, she thought, The juice that he was going to shoot out would be the same juice that made her. That realization totally captivated the child. Her father's juice in her would make a baby in his baby! Her baby, his baby, his baby's baby!

Then Jerry was totally naked and with his eyes burning on the young flesh of his daughter he climbed up eagerly onto the bed.

"Dad? Are you going to... finish in me?" she asked.

She felt his hands urging her legs apart and then he was moving between them.

"No, sweetie," he whispered, "I'll pull out. I... I won't cum in you."

Sarah raised her knees as her father lowered his hips and body between the daughter’s soft parted thighs. She moved her legs around him and her hands automatically slid around his back. His cock pushed down until it was at her hairless pussy's entrance. Then the rock solid mass of flesh and bone pushed gently into the child's waiting cunt.

"Nnnnnnggggg," he grunted from the pleasure of the child's tight, moistened pussy drawing him inward.

"Dad, ooooo, dad... I, I want you to do it in me... Cum in me, okay?"

Her hips pushed up to meet his. She could feel her insides being filled with much more flesh that her brother had put into her. Her complete insides felt filled.

Jerry pushed his cock all the way into his daughter's cunt as his temples pounded fiercely, "Oh baby. It's gooood. You feel sooo good sweetheart. OHHH, YEAH!"

He lowered his mouth onto hers and their lips touched and caressed each other. His hands pushed under her shoulders to the back of her head, pulling her face harder into his.

Sarah pulled her mouth temporarily from his. "You'll do it in me, right dad," she murmured into his mouth, sounding desperate as their hungry bodies pushed, pulled and ground against each other desperately.

"No baby... can't... might, it might make you pregnant," he cried as he then felt her hot mouth open under his and suck his probing tongue desperately in.

Their bodies were drenched in sweat and as he pounded into his daughter she responded with a passion that he never knew existed, bucking up and down and clutching as if her life depended on it.

Both father and daughter were becoming more and more out of their minds as their passions were rising to heights that neither of them had ever experienced. His cock was pushing deeply into her writhing body and Sarah's hands were clinging tightly as her hot young little body automatically responded to her father's thrusts.

The spasms that she had experienced earlier were again upon her and she began bucking up and down under his pounding body with a wildness that was breathtaking. His grinding hips and his pulsating cock inside of her tunnel was causing unbelievable sensations inside of her.

"Fuck me dad... cum, cum in me... Please... I... want your... bab-beeeee oooooommmm," she managed to sputter and then their mouths plunged together again.

Jerry's cock was twitching and throbbing. The words from his daughter were causing him an even wilder excitement. The tightness of the child's cunt around his piston-like cock and the total abandonment of her body, as her hands wrapped around his back, was bringing him to a massive climax.

Her legs tightened around her father's plunging body and she was bucking wildly with complete animalism, "Da, Da, fuck... Oh yeah... fuck... cum, ooo, cum. Cum in me dad. Make... me... a... OHHH! I'm OHH Dad, daddy... Now, now, now, unh, unhggggggggg!"

He was pumping at his maximum as his cock was quickly and uncontrollably filling to its limit, bringing it to the point of explosion. He knew that he should pull out but she was too good. It was too exquisite. He wanted to cum in her, every drop! He wanted to make her pregnant. He had to squirt his incestuous juices into the child.

Jerry was fucking furiously now as his cock began a series of powerful releases. The juices began squirting into her eagerly waiting hole and she clutched at him with all of her strength.

"Oh baby. I'm cumming, cummmm in youuuuu, aaahhhhh, ooo, OHHHH Yeah AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

The juices were shooting into her and she continued clinging tightly at him, her pussy purposely squeezing and releasing on her father's prick. She held on to him with desperation, making sure that he didn't pull out until his cock was completely drained inside of her.

And then they both were spent. Jerry rolled off of his daughter and rested his body alongside of hers.

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