WOOF!

Chapter Twenty A Heart to Heart

Early the next morning I nearly jumped out of my skin when someone climbed in next to me on my bed. Up until that moment, I’d been in a fairly deep sleep. As I anxiously rolled over to see who the intruder was, my eyes looked right into those of my sister.

“What the hell, Natalie!” I exclaimed. “You scared the shit out of me!”

“Sorry,” she whispered out. “I didn’t mean to.”

“What’s wrong?” I asked, uncomfortably wondering what the hell she was doing up so damn early. This was completely out of character for her.

“I just wanted to be with you this morning. We haven’t had a chance to talk or do much else. I wanted to last night but you and mom were in her room for a long time.”

“Yeah. We talked for a pretty good long while,” I said.

“Talked?” Natalie cackled. “Yeah, I bet you were talking.”

“We did,” I replied. “Maybe not so much at first, though.”

She giggled like a little girl. That was something very characteristic about my sis. “Did you have fun?”

“You know it,” I replied.

Natalie leaned over and kissed me gently on my lips. She then backed up and looked me right in the eyes in the dim light of my bedroom. Whatever else I might have been thinking at that moment was lost forever. Her beauty and innocent, girlish looks just completely overwhelmed me. I reached out, put my right hand behind her head and pulled her to my mouth once again. We lovingly sucked and licked at each other like long-time lovers.

“I’ve missed you, too,” I said. “I kind of wish everyone would just go back where they came from and leave you, Mom and me alone again. It couldn’t get any better than that.”

“It’s a bit late for that, Jimmy,” Natalie replied. “Besides, its kind of nice having Karen and Tammy here, don’t you think?”

“But they don’t even compare to you and Mom,” I honestly said.

“They think you hung the moon,” Natalie replied. “In fact, they’ve both told me they’re as happy as they’ve ever been. You’ll just have to accept it, Brother. You’ve got one hell of a harem whether you want it or not.”

“I’ve noticed you and Tammy spending a good bit of time together. Fact is, I mentioned that to Mom last night.”

“You did, did you?” Natalie said with a smirk. “And you don’t like it?”

“No. I didn’t mean that. It’s just looks like you two are turning into a couple of lesbos,” I said.

“Lesbos? If you mean we like being together and playing around, yeah, then I guess we’re a couple of lesbos. Tammy has the best tasting little pussy. I thought Jeannie’s was good, but I love sucking on Tammy’s. I think Karen’s gonna be just as good, too.”

I chuckled at her admissions. Though she seemed as serious as if she was reasoning out why she liked one brand of cola over another. “So you’ve become a pussy-licker have you?”

“Yeah, but I prefer being thought of as a dick-licker. Jimmy’s little dick-licker to be precise,” again she let loose her best girlish giggle. Natalie then leaned forward and kissed me once more. Her mouth was so wet and luscious. Her tongue played with mine, as we sucked hungrily at each other.

As always, Natalie had on her old pair of pajamas. She wore them so much they were like a second skin. At the moment, it was a second skin that I didn’t want coming between us, though. I raised my right hand to her left breast, as she lay there on her side, and began kneading her soft tit flesh. She ‘uhhed’ and gulped at my firm grasp.

“Let me take the top off,” she said, as our mouths parted.

“Take it all off,” I quickly added.

At that, she smiled. As she went about pulling off her top and pajama bottoms, I hooked my thumbs into my briefs and pulled them off in one quick movement. My cock fell heavily to the mattress as I again rolled onto my side to face her. When she moved up against me, I felt her left hand lightly fall around the tip of my dick. Her thumb and index fingers began massaging the head, as precum began lubricating the soft, slick flesh of it.

“You sure have a lot of cum,” she said.

“Well shit yes,” I replied. “I’ve always done that. I used to come into my bedroom at night and I would think of you, imagine seeing you naked or rubbing up against me. Before I could reach down to wrap my hand around my dick, I’d have precum running clear down to my balls.”

“Really!” Natalie exclaimed. “You used to think of me like that?”

“Yeah, all the time,” I admitted.

“Why didn’t you tell me? I’d have jacked you off.”

“You were too young then,” I told her.

“I would have done it, though.”

“Believe me, I was tempted to, lots of times. I often imagined us playing around, but I was afraid we might get caught.”

“You should have said something, Jimmy. We could have gone somewhere else, like out to the barn or somewhere.”

“You probably don’t recollect, but we were out in the barn playing around once. I doubt you remember it, but it was one Saturday morning when Mom and Dad had gone into town. You had on those yellow shorts you used to wear and a thin white blouse. Even back then you had already grown a nice set of titties. I wanted to touch them and play with them so damn bad,” I confessed.

“Why didn’t you?”

“Hell, I was scared. When you went into the house I stayed behind and jacked off, thinking about you.”

“You did? What did you think about? Tell me.”

“About chasing you around and cornering you back behind the bales of hay. You tried to run around me but I caught you and pulled you into me. We wrestled around a bit until I got my arms around you, holding you tight so that your butt was in my crotch. I imagined how it would felt pressing my dick into your ass. I even imagined your heat. Then I started humping you a little and you liked it. Before we knew it, you were bent over a bale of hay and I continued dry humping you. It was such a powerful vision I quickly shot cum all over the place.”

“Did you fantasize about me all the time? More than other girls?”

“Yeah, without a doubt. You were always around and I knew your body better than I knew other girls. You were also the best looking of all the girls I knew, so that made it even that much better,” I admitted.

“I didn’t ever know you thought about me like that. But I noticed your glances plenty of times. I always noticed other guys looking at me all the time, too. Before long I didn’t think much about it.”

“Hell, Natalie. There ain’t a guy who’s ever seen you that hasn’t jacked off thinking about playing around with you,” I told my sister.

“Really!” she exclaimed. “You mean guys have been using me to fantasize about for all this time.”

“Well, hell, yes,” I said, shocked she seemed to be so innocent about it. “You could fill a big ol’ swimming pool with all the cum that’s been shot all over hell and creation from guys thinking about doing you.”
Natalie smiled a big, decadent smile over the thoughts going through her mind.

“And don’t tell me you didn’t do much the same,” I said, in an inquiring kind of way, hoping she’d spill her guts.

“Yeah, I’ve always been plenty horny. Probably even more so than Jeannie,” she admitted.

“And?”

“And, yes. I thought about you plenty of times. I couldn’t help but notice that bulge of yours. I even sometimes thought about Riley, although I didn’t ever care for him that much. He was one guy I could always easily tell wanted to feel me up, though. It was plain he didn’t care if I knew it or not, too. Jeannie told me a long time ago that he was always asking about what I looked like without clothes on. He wanted to know if I had a lot of hair on my pussy and how big and what color my areola and nipples were. He asked her all kind of things.”

“You never considered letting him play around with you?” I asked.

“No!” came her quick reply. “Never! He wasn’t my type. But I still fantasized about him. And sometimes you and him together.”

“Me and Riley together? What the fuck do you mean by that?”

Natalie looked my way and smiled devilishly. “No. Not that way. I mean I’d sometimes think about you and me playing around. Me being your little whore. Like you were my pimp or something. Then you’d make me do things for Riley when he came over. I even sometimes fantasized about Mom doing the same thing.”

“No shit!” I cried out. “Why did you fantasize about Mom?”

“She was so good looking and so young. It wasn’t long after Dad died that I began thinking about her doing nasty things. She was still a young woman and very attractive. I often thought about her. Anyway, I imagined you talking her into spending time with Riley, too. Making both of us do nasty things with him and other guys.”

“You imagined that? How in the hell would I ever have talked Mom into doing something like that?”

“I don’t know. They were just my fantasies, after all. But I remember how Riley used to look at her all the time. He was always at our house on the weekends. You have to admit you noticed his eyes following Mom around a lot, too. Mother didn’t help matters, either, as she always wore tight shorts and almost nothing for a top. I think she sometimes did it on purpose, too. I remember a couple of times she didn’t even have a bra on and wore her thin white blouses. Riley was in stitches.”

“Yeah,” I said with a big smile of my own. “I remember that. I need to ask Mom about that. It shocked the hell out of me at the time to see her do that, too. I think she was doing a peter-teaser thing on ol’ Riley.”

“Peter-teaser?” Natalie asked.

“Yeah. That’s what us guys call a girl who has no intention at all of actually gratifying a guy physically but just drive him up the wall, so to speak, by teasing him.”

“Ha!” Natalie cried out. “Yeah, that’s exactly the word then. She did that. You couldn’t help but notice that.”

“So, as you were saying, about you being my whore?”

Natalie again took on her devilish, girlish, ‘I’m a slut’ look before answering. “Yeah, I imagined you made me do all kind of things with Riley and other guys. It was about then I found out all about Max from Jeannie. She’d already told me about her father and Riley fucking her and making her do things. I took some of what she told me and used them in my fantasies.”

“You told me you’d even told Mom about Jeannie and her family a long time ago. Wasn’t that hard to do?”

“No, not really. Mom and I talked a lot. One time she asked me flat out if you and I had been fooling around. She said she was concerned over how you looked at me sometimes. I told her ‘no, you hadn’t’ and she believed me. I told her about Jeannie, though, and how she played around with Riley all the time. I didn’t tell Mom about her dad or mother at first, though.”

“No shit!” I exclaimed. “I can’t imagine you doing that. Not even about Jeannie and Riley.”

“That would have put an end to it for me, too, but Mom kept coming back time and time again and asking about what all they did. It was obvious as it could be that she was really turned on by what I was telling her.”

“You mean she really got off hearing about all that?” I asked.

“Yeah. And then, well, it wasn’t so hard breaking the news about Jeannie’s dad and mom and how they all played around. Mom was enthralled about the whole thing. She even began telling me about what all she did as a girl and what she was became aware some of her girlfriends had been doing. Our little sex-capades are pretty innocent compared to what all she’s told me.”

“Damn!” I exclaimed, finding it hard to believe my dear mother was such a sex fiend. It was no wonder she acted starved for kinky action and came up with such nasty shit to do.

“And it wasn’t long after I told her all about Max. She was visibly moved by what I told her, too, Jimmy. I could see it in her eyes. It made it easier to tell her how I fantasized about being with Max, giving myself to him.”

“What did she say?”

“It wasn’t just that. She leaned over, kissed me lightly on my cheek, and whispered ‘I know’. That shook me up and she noticed, too. ‘It’s a real turn-on, isn’t it?’ she told me. I couldn’t believe I’d just heard our mother say such a thing. That’s when she went on to tell me about a couple of friends she had back when she was living at home. She followed all that up with the story about that donkey her dad had and what all she did with it as a girl.”

“Yeah, I remember her telling me. I can’t imagine her sucking a nasty ol’ donkey dick.”

“That isn’t all she sucked. But she gets really turned on talking about that donkey.”

“Maybe we should buy her one, after all.”

“Yeah, I want you to. I think I’d like to know what all the excitement’s about.”

“You mean you’d want to suck an ol’ donkey dick, too?”

“Yeah, I’d like to have a taste. She says there isn’t no way you can swallow all the cum, though. She told me it tastes great but there’s so much of it.”

“You girls are way, way more perverted than us guys. Damn!”

Natalie had a good laugh over that. She began rubbing the head of my wet cock again, only stopping long enough to bring the fingers of her left hand up to her mouth to taste my precum.

“You like that, don’t you?” I asked, flashing her a devilish smile of my own.

“I love it,” she admitted with a big smile.

“So you fantasized about us fucking and sucking, huh? What else?” I asked.

“Lots of things. I often thought about being raped or tied up and stuff.”

“Raped?” I asked, never even believing she’d go there.

“Yeah, I think all girls do. It’s different fantasizing about it then it actually happening. No girl wants it to actually happen, ever. But we still dream about it. It’s a real turn-on. I’ve even imagined being raped by you.”

“By me?” I instantly asked. “Raped by me?”

“Yeah, lots of times. I’ve thought about you and Riley making me suck and fuck in all kinds of situations. I’ve fantasized about being raped by all kinds of guys and beasts, too. All girls do it. But none of us would want it to really happen. There’s a big difference.”

“So that’s why you were so hot to play your part for Riley’s dad, huh? You really got off on playing like you were being forced to do something against your will.”

“Yeah. It was great. I loved every minute of it.”

“I remember all too well. If you remember, I was there, too.”

All the while we were talking I continued to rub and feel my sister up, moving my right hand from breast, to arm, to side, to ass and back again. She slowly jacked me off, moving her thumb and finger back to the head of my cock from time to time to tease the soft, wet flesh there.

We were both greatly moved by our oral foreplay. When Natalie rolled onto her back, I instantly covered her. My heavy cock moved about her upper thighs and stomach hungrily seeking out her wet slit. My sister wrapped her fingers around my engorged member one last time and moved it to her inflamed pussy lips. She arched her back and rocked about to position herself, opening her legs widely.

In just a few movements, she’d situated the massive head of my cock against her sloppy pussy. Her tightness gave way, as the head pushed into her heat. We locked eyes as it made its way aggressively inside her love canal. Finally, though, the painful entry of my massive tool made her eyes close, as she let out her first ‘uuhh’.

I lowered my weight onto her, wrapping my arms up under her back and grasping her with my hands atop her shoulders. I buried my head into the nape of her neck, sucking and licking at her soft, girlish flesh.
Natalie continued to moan and groan. I slowly stroked my large meat in and out of her hot, wet snatch. We exchanged a number of wet, sloppy kisses as we built our way to our mutual climax.

Just then, the door to my bedroom opened and Karen and Tammy walked over to the bed. Not a word was spoken, however, as they peeled off their clothes and joined us on the bed.

Tammy reached between my legs and pried them apart, reaching in to grab at my ball sack. Next thing I knew her tongue was lapping at my balls and licking my ass. Karen pulled at Natalie’s right tit and soon had her mouth firmly affixed to the areola. She sounded like a starved baby attacking my sister’s tit flesh.

In a flash, I was convulsing all over and so was Natalie. Our bodies shook uncontrollably from the sexual electricity firing through us. As I rolled off of my sister, Tammy quickly attached her mouth to my cock, hungrily slurping up our mixed juices. Karen mouth released my sister’s tit and her lips quickly affixed themselves to my sister’s sloppy cunt.

Tammy soon had my dick rock hard again. She wasted no time climbing on top and squatting down on my pole. Once there, she began fucking me like a crazy woman. I grabbed at her wildly gyrating breasts, pinching down hard on her nipples with my thumbs and fingers. She closed her eyes and threw her head back, never missing a beat.

I rolled my head to the side and saw Karen squat down over Natalie, bringing her pussy right down onto her face. Karen, too, closed her eyes against the sensation she was feeling and began rocking her cunt against my sister’s open mouth. Natalie ran her hands up and down Karen’s sides and down her hips, squeezing at her soft, girlish flesh.

Our orgy continued unabated for some minutes until Karen and Tammy collapsed over us. Naked, sweaty bodies lay sprawled all about as they fell. I reached out and pulled Karen to me. I then pulled her mouth to mine and kissed my newfound little cousin like we were high school lovers.

My mother walked into my bedroom about that time.

“Having a party, are we?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I replied. “You should have been here.”

“Tell me about it,” she replied with a big grin.