A few moments later Donna let the thick weapon slide halfway out of her mouth. She had had trouble breathing before but now it was quite easy. Her hair was out of her eyes, her tits were pressed against Gerald's balls and her mouth seemed to need no further instructions as she drove the horny young lad closer and closer to the point of passionate explosion.
"Rub it between your tits," Gerald ordered the girl. "Go ahead, I want to feel it between those big knobs of yours."
Donna couldn't help being stimulated and flattered by her brother's command. She had been quite proud of her breasts since the luscious orbs had developed two years ago. Gerald loved her body, seemed to worship its beauty and desirability. The very least she could do was obey her lover's requests.
Donna pressed the hot throbbing organ against her chest, using her other hand to press her big tits together. Now her boobs were forming a channel for Gerald's cock, which slid up and down the soft skin in a hypnotic ceaseless rhythm. Every now and then his prick would protrude all the way to her mouth, allowing Donna to make further use of her talented lips and tongue.
"Take it into your mouth again," Gerald said a few seconds later. "I'm almost ready to cum now. Don't be scared. I'm going to shoot juice in your mouth, just like you did to me."
Donna felt apprehensive about the onset of her brother's orgasm, a feeling she could still not understand. She didn't like the idea of something being emptied into her virgin mouth, but it was far too late to protest. She would have to go through with it and hope that he had not been lying. After all, everything else they had done together had been more than pleasant.
Now the big prick was fucking her mouth fearlessly and with uncontrollable passion. Donna felt herself gagging again, but soon it was easy for her to regulate her breathing, timing it to the quickening strokes of her brother's rod. Her tongue danced over the taut skin and she could feel the blood rushing its way to the tip. Something had to happen soon.
But Gerald held his passion in check for as long as he could, not wanting to truncate the incredibly passionate experience. Donna was driving him crazy with her lips, teeth and tongue, using every possible combination of pressure, smoothness and friction. She seemed far more experienced than he had thought, the hottest and most passionate little tramp he had ever known.
"Oh, yeah, I'm going to shoot real soon," Gerald gasped. "I can feel it now. Any second I'm going to fill you with spunk."
Donna redoubled her efforts, dying of suspense, wondering what was finally going to happen to her. She felt a fresh drop of something warm and salty in the back of her mouth but ignored it for the moment. Gerald's face was red as a beet and his body was so taut that it seemed about to fly into pieces.
Finally Gerald could stand it no longer. He felt the cum welling up in the tip of his prick, forming a temporary reservoir. A few more strokes of his sister's talented lips and the lad was ready to fly. He forced himself to keep his eyes open, not wanting to miss the girl's reaction to her first mouthful of cum.
His prick began to move with ever greater speed, penetrating deep into Donna's passive welcoming throat. A few more short strokes brought Gerald completely over the verge. He held his breath and then allowed his prick to release its long pent-up fluids. Gerald felt two strong spasms of delight, each losing an incredibly copious stream of hot jism between the young girl's waiting lips.
"Aaahhh, shit!" he groaned. "Cumming, gaaah, my sister's mouth!!!"
Donna gagged at her first taste of semen. It was too much for her, too hot and salty. The stuff rocketed into the back of her throat and then flowed forward, spilling out onto her chin and trickling down her slender neck to form a sticky puddle between her heaving tits. Still, her brother's jism continued to come, until the girl was sure she would drown in scum.
The huge prick bucked once more and then released its final stream of cum. The hot juices squirted all over Donna's lovely face, some of it getting into her eyes. She was blinded and soaked with sperm, felt that it had seeped into her very marrow. And then, just as she was about to be terrified by her brother's passion, it subsided as quickly as it had begun.
Donna got up from bed immediately, groping for a towel. She mopped the sperm out of her eyes and then tried to clean it from the rest of her pretty face, embarrassed at letting Gerald witness her lack of composure. Donna felt certain that an older, more experienced woman would have handled the situation a lot better.
But Donna was soon reassured by her brother. Gerald waited until the girl had finished her ablutions. Then he wrapped his arm around Donna's naked shoulders and kissed her full on the lips, immediately tasting the last of spermy discharge. Donna was trembling prettily, her body amazingly soft and receptive, more womanly and appealing than ever.
"I guess we have to cut it out now," Gerald conceded after they had reclined together for five minutes, caressing each other tenderly. "It's almost morning and we can't let Mom and Dad see what we've been doing together, can we?"
"Do we have to keep everything a secret?" Donna asked candidly. "I mean, it was so damned good for both of us. You said that there wasn't anything to be afraid or ashamed of."
"I know," Gerald answered impatiently. "It's just that they wouldn't understand. They're old. They don't know what's going down. Anyway, most people wouldn't dig what we did together. You know what assholes they are around here."
Donna wanted to question her brother at greater length but soon thought better of it. It was good enough to keep things the way they were. It was their little secret and nobody else would ever know about it. In the back of Donna's mind there was a growing awareness of the power that could be derived from sex, especially when it was between brother and sister.
"Do you think Frank and what'shername, Gloria, will be with them?" Donna asked. "How long is it since we saw Frank? It seems like he's been away at school since we were little kids."
"It's not that long," Gerald insisted. "Four years, I guess. Shit, they'll be on the morning train, otherwise Mom and Pop were wasting their time."
Donna reclined on the bed as her brother groped for his pajamas. It was almost dawn and their parents would be back within the hour, having no idea what had happened in their absence. Next week Frank and Gloria would be married, certainly the most exciting thing that had happened to the family in years, with the exception of her recent initiation into sex.
Gerald kissed his sister before leaving, knowing that the girl would be asleep almost before he had closed the door to her room. He could trust Donna. She was young and not the brightest girl in the world, but she would know enough to keep her mouth shut, at least until after he had managed to take her cherry.
CHAPTER FOUR
Donna Judge woke up at ten o'clock, struggling to remember a particularly disturbing dream. As she rubbed sleep from her bleary blue eyes, the girl could remember dreaming of her brother and of another man, older and stronger and more virile. But she could remember no more about the dream, other than that she had experienced a great deal of sexual stimulation.
Donna dressed herself quickly, knowing that her parents would be home, along with her older brother and his fiance. She couldn't help feeling apprehensive about keeping secrets from her family, but Gerald had been right about that. It seemed highly unlikely that they would be sympathetic toward her plight.
Five minutes later, Donna had dressed and washed, finding that there was still a strange taste of semen in her mouth, a taste that brushing her teeth could not extirpate. She stepped timidly out of her bedroom and listened to the sounds of morning, wondering if her parents had gone to bed after arriving home.