"Awwwww, shiiiiit, Val, Jeeesus, you're making me feel sooo fuckin' good! You're really turning me on, baby! You're making my cock bigger and harder than it's ever been before! Nobody's ever sucked me off like this! God, it feels sooo good," Les gasped as he continued to finger-fuck the girl's pussy-hole. At the same time, he ran his thumb over her trembling clit.
Groaning with pleasure, Les arched his back high, fucking his prick harder down her throat.
"Good girl," he panted. "You're doing it so good! Never knew you were so talented! Keep it up, baby! Keep sucking my prick until I come! Then you'll get to swallow all my cum!"
Her brother's cries inflamed the girl's senses and she sucked him still harder, stuffing her mouth and throat with the rigid thickness of his prick-meat.
"More!" Les groaned, humping his ass up off the sofa, fucking his little sister's mouth with his huge cock.
Val felt her big, brother's fingers fucking faster and harder in and out of her cunt and she knew that she would come any second now. Her cunt was on fire. She hoped that she and her brother could come together. That was always such a turn-on.
She moved her left hand to stroke his balls, wanting to coax up their heavy load of jism. She could feel his hot cum boiling about in his balls, and she groaned around his cock, longing to eat his jizz.
Her right hand tightened around the root of his cock and she began to squeeze violently, desperately trying to milk the hot cum out of his rock-hard cock. She sucked harder and harder until, finally, she felt his cock lurching wildly against the walls of her throat and she knew that he was going to come.
"I'm gonna pop, you horny little bitch!" Les cried, confirming the girl's thought.
Almost before Val could brace herself, she felt a huge wad of hot cum shooting down her throat. It was quickly followed by another. And another.
"Ummmfff," she moaned with excitement. Then, wanting to taste the cum that she knew to be delicious, she finally slipped her mouth back over the orgasming prick until only its tip was still inside her mouth. The next burst of cum struck her tastebuds and she moaned again, thrilling to the tasty tangy flavor of her brother's jizz.
"Take it! Take it all, bitch!" Les growled, still finger-fucking the horny girl.
Suddenly, Val's pussy spasmed with its own orgasm and her eyes rolled back in her head. "Unnhh, ummmfff," she groaned happily, coming hard as she continued to swallow all of her brother's thickly spurting cum.
As soon as Les' orgasm ended, he pulled his still-hard prick out of his little ester's mouth.
Then he pushed the girl back onto the sofa so that, once more, she was lying flat on her back.
"Okay, baby," he said with a grin. "Now it's time for us to fuck… and it's about time!"
"No, Les," Val said shakily, for she would have loved nothing better than to fuck with her brother right then and there. "We can't… It's wrong. I haven't changed my mind about that."
"You what?" Les cried in disbelief.
Val was alarmed when she saw the veins in his temples beginning to throb angrily. "After sucking me off… after begging me to eat your pussy… after all but promising me that I'd get to fuck you after making you come… after all that – you now tell me no? That you haven't changed your mind?"
"I'm really sorry, Les," Val said softly, beginning to cry as she turned her face to one side. She was unable to look at the accusation in the boy's eyes, for she knew it was justified. She felt terribly guilty. But she couldn't do anything about that, she reminded herself. Incest was wrong and that was all there was to it.
"Look, Sis," Les said with a deep sigh. He was obviously trying hard to remain calm. "You think it would be wrong for us to fuck because it'd be incest, right?"
Val nodded silently, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"But what we just did is incest too, you silly bitch! And sucking you off… don't you realize that that's incest?" Les asked impatiently.
When his little sister didn't answer him, Les cursed and threw himself onto her naked body, determined to fuck her whether she wanted him to or not.
"What are you doing?" Val screamed, frightened by her brother's sudden movement. She could feel his muscular body pressing down on hers, and she could feel his hard cock throbbing against her thigh, and she trembled all over with desire. She knew that she must not give in to her incestuous urges.
"I'm going to rape you, Sis! You've been leading me on and now you turn me down! I've been letting you get away with your uptight attitude for a long time now… top long! But it's time you paid the piper!"
Val sobbed harder and pounded on her brother's chest with her balled-up fists. "No, you can't! It's rape! Les, think about what you're doing! I'm your little sister! You can't rape me!"
Just as Les was about to force his hard cock into the girl's little pussy, her wards penetrated the sexual haze that seemed to surround him. When he looked down into her tear filled eyes, he knew that she was right. He could not rape his little sister. He loved her far too much to do that to her. He still longed to fuck her, but he could do that only if she wanted it too.
He pulled away from her and got up from the couch, not looking at Val, not saying a word.
Val looked at him, watching his every movement. She was shocked that he had not raped her, and a part of her wished that he had done just that.
Les quickly dressed. While his sister continued to watch him, wondering what was going on in his mind, he crossed the room to the telephone. Picking it up, he dialed Walt's number.
"Hi, buddy. What do you say we go out for a drive? The Bomb's just been sitting here all day."
Listening to him, Val gasped. What was her brother doing? What was he thinking of? He couldn't go out into that storm!
"Huh? Yeah, I know all about the rain and everything. But so what? I wanna take a drive in The Bomb. Now do you wanna come with me or not?" Les asked.
Val heard the barely restrained anger in her brother's voice, and she heard a deep kind of sorrow, too. She sobbed again, knowing she was the one who had made him feel that way.
"I just hafta get out of here, Walt… away from… everything," Les went on, casting a contemptuous glance in Val's direction. "Okay, good, I'll pick you up in a few minutes."
With that, Les hung up the phone and moved toward the front door.
"Les, wait, you can't go out there! It's too dangerous, especially in The Bomb!" Val cried, facing a strange foreboding come over her.
"I wouldn't feel that I had to go out there if it weren't for you, Val," Les said, turning and fixing the young girl with a gaze filled with anger and pain. "If you hadn't turned me down… If you really loved me… I'd beg to stay right here."
Again, the boy turned and put his hand on the doorknob of the front door.
"But, Les, you can't go out in that storm! Please don't, Les! I'm afraid that if you and Walt drive in that rain tonight, you'll both be killed?" Val cried fearfully, tears of helplessness running unchecked down her flushed face.
"Well, if we are, it will be on your head!" Les cried cruelly as he flung the door open.
Val gasped. Her brother had never spoken that way to her before.
Les hesitated for a moment, as if unsure whether to really go out into the storm. While he paused, the door open, gusts of wind and rain exploded into the living room, making Val shiver.
Then, Les moved through the open door and slammed it shut behind him. "You'll both be killed!" But Val was wrong.
When the two policemen came to the Swanson house to report the tragic accident, soon after Betty and Dave had returned home, they said that Les had been killed, and that his best friend Walt was in the hospital in a coma.