They fell down onto the sofa and embraced. "Jesus, Sis, you feel as good as you taste."
"Thanks, Bob," she said hoarsely. Her hands were all over him. It seemed that after all the years of inhibiting her sexual needs she was finally letting go.
He still wore his shorts. Pam wasn't daring enough to take his cock out, but she stared at the bulge in his crotch and even stroked it briefly.
"Is it hard enough?" she said, with childlike candor.
She cradled his head when he buried his face against her pillowy tits. "Why not find out for yourself?" he said as he nibbled her tits.
"Oh, Bob," she giggled.
He guided her onto her back on the sofa. Her legs were spread to accommodate him and she arched her back to encourage him to resume sucking her tits.
Chills ran up and down her spine as he kissed and licked and sucked her tits. Her nipples were very hard and swollen. They ached with arousal, but even the slight pain was erotic.
Fuck me, Bobby, she thought. Please, fuck me.
She had never felt more aroused. When she was with Chuck she usually had to fantasize because in truth he left her cold. But Bob turned her on completely.
Oh, yes, now he's about to do it, she thought when his hand began exploring her cunt. She eagerly spread her legs and felt his fingers slip and slide around her pussy.
"Oh, Bobby," she moaned.
He found her clit and rubbed relentlessly as she jerked her hips wildly. "Can you take two fingers, Sis?" he said, shoving two fingers knuckle-deep inside her twat.
"Yes!" she gasped, raising her ass and clutching his fingers with her cunt. "Three. I can take three."
When he shoved a third finger up her gash, she bit down on his upper arm. Soon he was finger-fucking her so hard she soared toward orgasm.
"Oh, Bobby, don't stop!" she cried, thrusting herself at his fingers. "Oh, God, you're making me come again! Oh, God, fuck me, please! Oh, God, it's so good!"
She tried pulling him down on top of her, but he held back. She turned on her side and faced him when he stretched out next to her. She greedily reached for his prick.
"Take it out," she said in a strangled voice. "Please, take your cock out."
Finally his shorts were off and she found herself holding his cock. My God, I've got my brother's cock in my fist, she thought with a flash of panic.
Bob saw the look in his sister's eyes. He knew he had to relax her before they went any further. It was obvious she was feeling guilty as hell.
"It's all right, Sis," he said, covering her hand with his as she squeezed his dick. "It's right and good and you're beautiful. Honest."
But despair flooded the young woman and she hid her face in his chest. "What if Mother finds out?" she said.
He held her close, noticing she hadn't released his cock. That was a good sign. "You know Mom fucks around a lot," he said, patting her hair. "It's time you had a little fun too. Remember? You promised you'd make changes in your life."
She lifted her head and smiled wanly. "Yes, I did, didn't I?" As if for emphasis, she began pumping his near-rigid fuckpole.
Suddenly he climbed down until he crouched between her legs. "Let me make love to you first," he said. He knew eating her would drive her crazy. Women loved having their pussies licked.
"You don't have to do that," she protested weakly.
"I want to, Sis."
In truth Pam was primed for fucking. She wanted his cock in her pussy more than she wanted his mouth between her legs. But he seemed so eager to please her, she didn't want to disappoint him. Almost resignedly she raised her legs and draped them over his shoulders.
In only a matter of moments she was glad she had. Bob had a mouth that was made for cunt-lapping. She moaned as his powerful tongue flicked up and down and around her over-stimulated slit.
"Oh, my God!" she yelped when he pushed her thighs back and slavered over her snatch.
She lost all sense of time, place and reality. Maggie was just a name to her now and incest just a word. Bob's mouth was like nothing she'd ever felt. The way he licked her clit was pushing her over the brink to a wild and wonderful oblivion.
She bucked her ass at his sucking mouth. She tossed her head from side to side and her normally neatly combed blonde hair flew wildly over her face.
Bob's tongue vibrated over his sister's cut, but he stared upward over the soft bouncing curves of her tits. Jesus, how he wanted her! Man, oh, man, when he finally shoved it to her he'd see stars.
Still licking her clit, he moved his hands up and cupped her tits. He stroked and fondled and caressed her boobs while he devoured her lust-swollen gash.
The horny young woman shrieked when he shoved his tongue into her cunthole. "Your cock, Bobby," she said. "Please, give me your cock."
She gasped for breath, but Bob continued sucking and licking her cunt. For some reason he was hesitant about actually fucking her.
He enjoyed eating her. Every time she squirmed and squealed he felt his power increase. A hot woman made the best fuck and he wanted her very hot.
Still, his cock ached for release. When she was at the brink of orgasm, he stopped sucking and climbed on top of her.
"Now, Sis, I'm gonna fuck your brains out," he said.
"Yes! Yes!"
He fell on her hungrily, guiding his prick into her cunt with ease. Once he was in, she locked her legs around his back as he thrust in and out as far as his cock would go.
"Oh, my God, you're in me!" she sighed. "Oh, my God, fuck me, darling!"
Bob slid his hands under her asscheeks, lifting her up and corkscrewing his dick into her soft buttery depths. After all the foreplay Pam was more than ready.
At the moment of orgasm he kissed her gently. Without a word his cock began to spit into her snatch, igniting her own climax.
Jesus, she's got a snapper, he thought as his pleasure overwhelmed him. My kid sister's got a snapping pussy.
CHAPTER FIVE
Pam remained confused. Bob seemed distant after their lovemaking. She told Chuck not to phone, said she needed time to think. She gave up all plans for finding her own apartment. Maggie criticized everything she tried to do and the blonde became more depressed than ever.
One day she decided she had to talk to Bob again. If he was angry at her, she wanted to talk about it. If he felt guilty because they'd committed incest, she wanted a chance to convince him that what they did was good and beautiful.
When she arrived next door, Judy greeted her warmly with a kiss. "I'm so glad to see you," Judy said. "Come on in and let's talk. We have the house to ourselves."
Ever since the night Judy stole into Jimmy's room and sucked the boy off she'd been eager for more sexual adventures. She still wanted to fuck Jimmy, but the opportunity hadn't arisen. The boy had no inkling of what happened to him that night, but once or twice she thought she saw him blushing when she kissed him.
Now the two women sat down in the den and began chatting. Pam deliberately kept the conversation centered around clothes and hairstyles. Judy waited for a break in the conversation and changed the subject.
"Bob tells me he encouraged you to find your own place."
Pam reddened, remembering the night the conversation took place. "Well, yes, but Mother really needs me."
"Bullshit," Judy said calmly. "You really should find a good man and get married."
"Chuck wants to marry me."
"Chuck's a bore and you know it."
"Is… Bob coming home soon?" Pam said in a small voice.
Judy looked suspicious. "No, he's playing poker. Why? Don't you want to talk to me?"
"It's not that. It's just that… I don't know…"
"Listen, Pam I think what you need is a good fuck." The brunette grinned crookedly as she gazed at her sister-in-law.