He looked back down at her tits. Then he bent forward, lowering his face to one of those ripe jugs.
He kissed an erect nipple. It seemed to want to slip into his mouth. So he opened his mouth and sucked it in.
Betty gasped as she wrapped her arms around her brother's head.
Sucking a tit was wild, Joey found. He munched her nipples as Betty hugged his head tightly.
Alter sucking her stiff nipple, Joey opened his mouth wider and took as much of her tit into it as he could. Betty seemed to love that – she pulled his face down so hard onto her boob the boy couldn't breathe. But who cared about breathing at a time like this? Joey thought.
His sister was his, Joey now knew. It began to occur to him that he could fuck her. And that thought seared his brain until he couldn't think of anything else.
With his mouth still full of tit flesh, Joey reached for his sister's crotch. He cupped his hand around it but he couldn't feel much through her pants. He could feel the heat of her cunt radiating right through her pants, though.
He squeezed Betty's crotch. She lifted her thighs and pressed them around his wrist. She seemed to be telling him she liked his hand on her cunt.
Then Joey put his hand down on her stomach and slid it into her pants. Betty pulled in her belly so he could reach down to her cunt.
Dipping, his fingers under the waistband of her panties, Joey soon had his fingers combing through her cunt hair.
"Oh-h-h-h, Joey!" Betty cried as she felt her brother's middle finger separating the lips of her cunt.
Joey was able to get his fingertip tucked into his sister's slot. But her pants were too tight to allow him to get his finger up her cave. No matter how hard he crammed his hand into her pants, he knew he wouldn't be able to get his finger where it wanted to go.
But why not take her pants off? Joey asked himself. She didn't seem to be in any condition to stop him.
So he sat up, lifting his face from her tits and pulling his hand from her pants. Then he grabbed the button that held the pants closed.
As he opened her pants and tugged them down, Joey didn't dare look up at his sister's face. He was scared she might stop him. But she didn't. She merely grabbed the bedspread in her hands as she lifted her ass so Joey could pull her pants down.
When he had stripped her pants off, Betty lay before her brother dressed only in her sheer undies and a pair of socks. Her jersey was pulled up over her tits.
Although he was out of his mind with passion and eager to fuck her, Joey had to stop and admire the sight. He could see the hairy triangle of his sister's cunt through the material of her panties.
In another second, he had her panties pulled down her shapely, tanned legs and over her small feet.
With her brother staring down at her nakedness, Betty squeezed her legs closed and covered her cunt with her hand. But Joey sat down beside her and pulled her hand away. Then he pulled one thigh to the side, opening her crotch.
"Joey," Betty whispered. "What are you going to do?"
There was a strange note of excitement in his sister's voice. But as Joey looked at her pussy with its lips opened to reveal the delicate ridges of flesh inside, he couldn't answer.
Rather, he readied for his sister's cunt. His fingers filled it, spreading the lips wide and finding the entrance to her tunnel.
Watching his fingers swarming into Betty's cunt thrilled the boy so profoundly he was lost to the world.
Betty asked again what he was going to do. But she sounded far away. Joey could hardly hear her.
Suddenly he stood up. He began undressing while continuing to stare at his sister's twat. But without his hands on her, Betty was beginning to fold up like a flower at night. Her legs closed and her body turned to the side.
But she was watching with fascination as her brother undressed. And when his big, stiff prick was sticking out, twitching in front of him, her eyes grew big and round.
When Joey was naked he lay over his sister's body. His prick was throbbing against her smooth skin as he tried to spread her legs.
"Joey!" Betty gasped loudly. "What are you doing? Are you crazy?"
It was as though the girl had just woken up. As though she had been asleep and hadn't known what was happening.
"Let's fuck!" Joey said. "Come on. Let's do it!"
"No," Betty hissed. "We can't. Don't!"
Now she sounded like she meant it. And she was fighting Joey's attempts to force her legs open.
"But we can't stop now," key said. "I've got to fuck you or I'll go crazy."
That was an exaggeration, of course – but not by much. Joey was so horny and so close to what he longed for, he would suffer terribly if he were stopped now.
"I know what," Betty said.
She pushed her brother off her and onto his back beside her. Then she took his prick into her hand. With long even strokes, she began jerking him off.
If he wasn't going to get fucked, this was the next best thing, Joey thought.
Propping himself up on his elbows, Joey looked down at his prick and at his sister's hand wrapped around it. He saw his cock jerking so forcefully it made Betty's hand jerk with it.
Although he had held his own prick a million times it had never felt like this. This was the most exquisite experience Joey had ever had.
Betty was jerking him off with skill, Joey realized. Her slender hand moved up and down on his cock as his own hand had done so often. But Betty had her own rhythm. And she didn't pull his skin up over his cock-head as far as Joey did himself.
"Oh-h-h-h-h," Joey groaned when his orgasm began building inside him.
His breath came faster and his hips began to twitch. When Betty saw those signs of an imminent orgasm, her hand began moving up and down on her brother's prick faster and faster.
"Ahhh! Ah-h-h-h!" Joey cried.
His sister was jerking his prick so hard now his balls were bouncing on his thighs.
Finally, a silver bullet of cum leaped high in the air. It was followed by more white gobs of jism.
What a fabulous climax, Joey thought as he was racked by ecstatic waves of pleasure. He could never have given himself such a powerful orgasm.
"Wow," Betty said. "You must really have been horny. You're coming in quarts!" It was true. Betty's hand and Joey's belly were awash in thick jism.
"Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h," Joey sighed as he fell back, completely drained.
He lay on his back, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. As he lay there, it was wonderful to watch his sister lift her soaking hand from his prick and mop up his cum with a tissue.
Betty's jersey had fallen over one tit. The other was still exposed. And even after being jerked off, Joey couldn't keep his eyes off that lovely boob.
Then Betty began wiping cum from her brother's belly. When that was done, she blotted the jism from his prick.
Watching his sister doing that made the boy's cock stand straight up again.
"There," Betty said like a nurse after dressing a wound. "All, dried off."
Joey watched as she pulled her jersey down and began climbing back into her pants. He hated to see her getting dressed. But he couldn't complain. She had given him something he would never forget.
"Do you do that to Chuck?" he asked his sister. "None of your business," she said. "You'd better get dressed."
"You do it to him," Joey said. "I can tell."
He didn't want to get dressed. He found that it was fun to lie naked in front of his sister.
"How can you tell?" Betty asked as she threw his pants over him.
"Because you know how to do it so well," he said. "You must have had a lot of practice."
"I've had some," Betty admitted with a smile.
"Now get dressed. I don't want anyone to find you like this."
"Who'll find me?" Joey asked, pulling his pants on reluctantly.
"Chuck's coming over to pick me up," Betty said.