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BEE-6084A Incest Games by Jolene Homes

Chapter 1

The room was darkened by drawn drapes, and Lorena had stopped just inside the door, but she could

see plainly what was happening on the bed, where her brother was jacking off.

Shock held her motionless, and she stared entranced at the boy's stiffly upright cock, at how his hand

was moving slowly, lovingly, up and down upon it. Glynn was masturbating; no doubt about that. His

balls were lifting and falling to the rhythm of his stroking, and she was surprised at their size, and at the

length of his prick. It wasn't very big around-not compared to the two she had seen to date-but it was

inches longer than either of those.

Glynn had a book in his other hand, engrossed in its pictures, and Lorena thought it must be one of those

horny magazines young guys seemed to dig so much. It was turning on her brother, that was certain; his

hand fondled his glistening shaft, and worked up to the lavender colored head, then stroked down to his

balls once more. His pubic hair was a rich and shining brown, feathering his crotch and covering his balls

with a shaggy fur. He was amazingly well developed for being only fifteen years old, she thought.

She felt her heart pounding and the threat of a runaway pulse in her throat. The nipples of her tits lifted

strongly and pushed against her thin shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, and she'd sneaked into her brother's

room to borrow a special sweater, without his knowing it. Now she couldn't leave.

Lorena couldn't even take her eyes off that sensuous movement as his hand slid up and down, up and

down. He had something on his cock, she thought, and was sure of it when she saw him lift his hand to

his mouth and lick it several times, wetting down the palm. Glynn was using his own saliva, and that was

something she had always wondered about, how boys did it. It was easy for a girl because her pussy

turned juicy right away, and when she slid a finger inside to feel around-

Somehow, Lorena's hand had gotten down to cup her mound, to tremble there as her entire being

seemed to concentrate, to fold in upon itself and the deep shiverings began. Her pussy responded, but

her hand would not. She wore jeans, and the material was too tight, too thick at her crotch, for her to

get inside and start masturbating along with her brother.

She was drawn to him now. She yearned toward where he lay stretched slim and tanned upon the bed.

They had always been close, getting along much better than the other brothers and sisters they knew.

And lately, they had begun to develop a special kinship, because of the turmoil in the family.

But now-Lorena's fingers dug almost savagely into her crotch-on the bed, her brother's ass lifted and

rolled, and his belly made sexy, bumping motions as his prick fed itself into his clenching fist. She took an

involuntary step toward him, and fought herself to a standstill again. What was she doing? What did she

have in mind?

Him. She had him in mind, and in her blood, and he was also beginning to come to a boil within the

trembling damp lips of her avid pussy. He was her brother and she wanted him, more so than she had

wanted the two other guys who had screwed her. If that was bad or forbidden or whatever the hell,

Lorena didn't give a damn now. She wanted Glynn, and she meant to have him.

She took another hesitant step, wondering whether to wait it through, thinking that if he came and all his

boyish semen drained from that interesting prick, then he might not have any left in reserve for her. But

she also wanted to see what happened when a guy's cock exploded. She'd felt the onrush of come

before, but she had never watched what happened.

The choice was taken from her at that moment. Glynn's eyes caught the motion she'd made, and he

looked up, stared right at her. He slapped the magazine down over his cock, his upper body jerking

erect, his eyes wide.

"Sis! What the hell-how long have you-get the hell outa' my room!"

Her voice was strange in her own ears, strained, sounding kind of fuzzy. "Glynn-don't-I wasn't

sneaking-" she moved toward the bed, her hand out entreatingly. The other one was still cupping her

crotch. Lorena reached the bed and her knees gave way, spilling her upon it.

"Damn it-" he said.

She didn't know what she was saying; she hadn't consciously meant to say "darling," but that's what

came out.

And it must have been the right thing, for her brother stopped bristling defensively and a flush spread

over his face. "Lorena, you shouldn't have come in here without knocking. I'm not a kid anymore."

"I'll say," she agreed, and watched his blush deepen. Her hand was on his leg, moving up to his knee,

and she murmured, "I saw what you were doing. If you-if you go ahead until you come, will that stop

you from--well, doing anything else?"

His eyes followed her hand, and he flinched when she reached his thigh and the edge of the magazine

that was protecting his prick. "You mean- you? Sis, don't tease me. I never had a girl before. I've only

done this, jacked off."

Lorena reached up and did things to the neck of her blouse. It slipped away and he stared at her freed

tits. She felt her nipples more erect and harder than they had ever been, and the mounds themselves

were swollen with this new, urgent need. Her lips moved numbly: "Do you like them? Do you like my

boobs?"

"They're beautiful," he said. "Oh wow-just like I always dreamed they would be, if I ever got a peek at

all of them."

She swallowed. "You can touch them. Glynn. You can let go of that damned magazine and touch your

sister's tits."

His hands moved jerkily, came up with the fingers outstretched. The magazine slid off his lap and she

saw the beautiful hard cock spring erect once more. Watching him jack off could wait, she decided;

there would be plenty of time for that kind of action, later.

Her entire being trembled when her brother's hands moved over her tits. There was a look of awe in

his face as he cupped the mounds, as he pushed them down and allowed them to rise again, with their

erectile nipples firmly against his palms.

"Beautiful tits," he said. "Strong and lovely. Man oh man, to think I'm really, really playing with them."

She couldn't wait. Both her hands moved up his thighs and her fingertips prowled into the shaggy forest

of his brown pubic hair. Glynn jerked his pelvis, and his hard prick waved back and forth like a

flag-pole in an earthquake. Lorena touched the base of his cock, caressed the furry balls in their

wrinkled sack. The shaft of her brother's prick was throbbing; it was veined with twisting lines, and the

skin was impossibly soft along its length.

The head of it was something else, still damp from his saliva, flanged and bluntly pointed, that intriguing

lavender color deepening as she fingered over the knob. As she watched, a little droplet of clear fluid

rose from the tiny mouth. And his fingers dug into her tits with an immediacy, an impatience that matched

her own sizzling emotions.

She released his cock suddenly, her hands darting to her waist, snatching at the zipper of her boys'

jeans. Wriggling her hips and kicking off her tennies, Lorena stripped herself, flinging away the panties,

too. When she rolled over onto the bed with her bare legs churning, she was totally naked, and the

slightest touch of her brother's skin against her own was electric.

Their eager bodies slid together, flesh on flesh, and she felt the long pole of his cock pressed tightly

against her belly. Lorena's mouth sought her brother's, and finding it, locked avidly to his mobile lips.

Jolt after bright, hot jolt shot through her body and went ricocheting around inside her head when their

tongues met.

Wet and wild, they passed tongues back and forth, sucking and being sucked; their teeth clashed gently,

and Lorena thought that Glynn was a natural cocksman, to know so much and to react so well. He'd

never screwed a girl, yet here he was, so hot and strong.

Her tits worked across his chest, their nipples ultra-sensitive. Her pelvis ground itself into his, and she

lifted one slim leg to place it across his hip. Glynn pushed nearer, then, the head of his expanded prick

pulsing hungrily, prodding at the hairy mound of her humid pussy.

Lorena reached for his cock, held lovingly to it for just a moment, then steered the spongy-hard knob

into the entrance of her labia. Glynn shoved, and the head of it skidded from the hole itself, to slip

greasily along the quaking pussy lips and on past the cleft in her ass. She fumbled down and took him in

her fingers again, clinging powerfully to her brother's prick as he tried to pump it home.

"E-easy, baby!" she gasped. "Oh, take it easy. Here-let me guide it for you. Yes, darling; there-oh,

there! Feel how wet and soft it is? Now push it in my cunt, Glynn. Take your time."

He said brokenly, "Sis-oh, sis! You're so hot and slick, it's like nothing I ever felt before-all juicy and

like velvet. Man! I'm getting into my beautiful sister's pussy."

She felt the head thrust into her outer cunt lips, and knew the thrill as it penetrated, stretching the labia,

as it came on into the next frail barrier and shoved it aside, also. He was into her snatch then, pushed the

length of his long, hard prick all the way into her wetly grasping vagina.

Lorena knew a strange new sensation as she realized that the head of her brother's cock was pumping

against her cervix, that for the first time in her young life, the cup of her womb was being prodded by a

boy's prick. It was so much more thrilling to know that she was being fucked by her brother. Dear,

darling Glynn; he had grown up practically under her wing after their parents started fighting. Now he

was really hers, and she was his, in this marvelous intimacy.

"I-I feel your pussy around my prick," he panted, moving his belly into hers, backing his rod out almost

to the head before shoving it deep again. "Oh, wow-sis! I always dreamed fucking you would be crazy,

but never this hot and slippery and good. Oh-I'm going to come. Already! I-I can't hold it off! I love

you so much-AHHH!"

She ground her cunt around upon his plunging shaft, digging her fingernails into the smoothly muscled

cheeks of his ass. "Go on, darling! Let it all go! Squirt your lovely hot semen into me, into your sister's

cunt. It's all right. It's fine, baby."

His come erupted from the flexing end of his hard cock, spewed forth a boiling stream of the wondrous

liquid that both seared and soothed. Lorena met his hesitant, broken strokes, swinging her ass and

humping her snatch to him, knowing the wet slap of her brother's balls. He was sweet and magnificent

and adorable-and she rode the diminishing spurts of his semen as they splashed torridly into her

shuddering pussy.

Clamping down on his embedded shaft, she held him still, her hands stroking his buttocks, her fingers

dipping swiftly and tantalizingly into the furry crack and out again. Arms wrapped around his slim, hard

body, she crushed her tits into his heaving chest and breathed into his ear: "Rest a minute, Glynn. You

came too soon, but I loved it, anyhow. You were so hot, getting your first fuck, that you just blew off

before you could control yourself. Next time will be better. I'm really slippery inside now, darling-all

foamy and soapy from your semen in there. And next time, I'll come with you. Oh baby brother-you

have a simply gorgeous prick!"

Glynn nuzzled her throat in answer, his hands moving warmly up and down her back. "Wow, sis-that

was far out. It sure beats jacking off, and my cock is wiggling around inside your crazy pussy on its own.

I'll be able to go again in a few seconds; I know I will."

Caressing her brother's ass, Lorena squirmed gently upon his stiff prick, wondering at its continued

hardness. The other boys she had screwed usually lost their hards right away.

She moved her mouth into his ear, used her tongue to tickle him there, pushing it right on down into the

curvy little hole. Glynn heaved against her, twisting and turning, and she started to stroke on his buried

cock.

Pulling his ass to her with both hands, she bucked her pelvis into his, rotated her crotch so that her

sensitized cunt walls could enjoy every rubbing of his prick. Her clit vibrated at each sensuous touch,

and she could feel her asshole tighten. Such a long, hard cock, she thought; a cherry cock, all for her.

Glynn had been a virgin until a few moments ago, and he had never tried to take his prick out of his

sister's jealous pussy since firing his first over-eager load there.

"Screwing you again," he breathed, his hands now with a powerful grip upon her ass. "Putting my meat

up your pussy again, sis. Oh man-it's great great!"

She said, "Fuck me, baby brother. Oh, fuck me until I can't breathe; you have the most beautiful prick

ever, and I want it, want to screw it until I pass out from coming. Glynn, darling-oh, pump it to me.

That's so good!"

He picked up a beat, his slim shaft working in and out of the grasping confines of her wet pussy,

screwing in his own semen, in the bubbling residue of his own ejaculation. Lorena knew the seeping of

overflow, as her own lubricating oils mixed so copiously with her brother's come. She pulled him more

tightly to her with the gripping of her leg, and braced her heel behind his knee for a better purchase.

They bumped bellies, and Lorena felt behind her surging ass, reached through her thighs to find his

swinging balls. She held them, squeezed them gently, fondled them as Glynn fed his stiff and rejuvenated

meat to her avid cunt. Her brother was learning already, and starting to roll his ass, to grind it as he used

his boyish prick. It was better for them both, slippery and juicy, teasing and deeply felt.

Lorena speeded up her rhythm, needing the hard meat deeper, faster, needing more of it in her inflamed

pussy. Her clitoris was thrumming madly, and she began to feel the slight break in Glynn's thrusts, the

faint jerkings that signaled the swift approach of his own orgasm.

"Go, baby brother!" she gasped. "Oh yes, darling-fuck me hard and fuck me strong! Stick your cock so

deep that I'll feel it in my belly. Oooh! Oh! Y-yes-Glynn! That's it, darling. I'm coming-coming-coming!"

He was only a heartbeat behind the titanic cresting that broke foaming throughout her rippling cunt.

Great and glorious, her climax swept her body, making her moan and twist, making her asshole knot

itself. Glynn's semen hissed scorchingly into her snatch, another heavy load of come that poured the

length of her throbbing pussy, drowning her womb and flooding back to leak creamy and sticky around

his root and down to her thigh.

Her nails raked his sweaty back, and her pelvis made a drumbeat against his hairy crotch. She loved her

brother insanely, completely, totally now. No matter what else happened, they had each other.

Chapter 2

Glynn Johansen had a tough time keeping his eyes off his sister at breakfast the next day. And when she

brushed her bare knee against his under the table, he started to raise an immediate hard. She smiled at

him, and her eyes were warm behind lowered lashes. He thought there had never been a more beautiful

girl, and the tightening of his belly muscles reminded him how hot and sexy she was.

But it finally penetrated, what his mother was saying, and he damned near choked on a bite of pancake.

Swallowing quickly, he asked, "What? Me? Oh come on, mom-I'm sure old enough to take care of

myself."

His mother frowned at him. "Yes, I suppose so. But there's the new pool in the patio, and you can't

swim very well, you'll admit."

She was another lovely woman, his mom; but he wasn't seeing that now. She was pissing him off with

that babysitter crap. Man! How old did she think he was-ten? What would she think if he could tell her

he'd already screwed hell out of her daughter, twice?

"I don't need a babysitter," he said and asking for help, "Dad?"

His father continued to read the paper. "Your mother makes all the decisions around here, son. It's been

that way for quite awhile now."

Arlene Johansen flared immediately. "If you'd spend some time with

these children-"

"Oh, for chrissakes," Eric Johansen mumbled, and retreated behind his paper again.

"Children," Glynn said in disgust, and viciously stabbed his stack of pancakes. He subsided only when

his sister's knee nudged him again, not caressing this time, but warning him about something.

Lorena said, "I'd stay with him, mom. Honest, I wouldn't mind. But since you and daddy are going to

see the lawyer, and since Glynn will probably sneak into the pool, the next best thing I can do is furnish a

sitter. I'll call one of my friends. And I'll come back from the library as soon as I can. If I didn't have to

get my term paper ready-

Arlene banged down her coffee cup. "All right, all right. We'll

probably be gone most of the day, so the sitter ought to be prepared

for a fairly long job. And Glynn-"

He ignored his sister's knee pressure and said, "Yeah, I know. Be a

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