Hurricane Party Ch 05

Butch cleared his throat, looking at the scene around the table, and suggested, "Well. We could just go to Truth or Dare. Never mind the cards. And. Well. Ladies first, so, dear sister Missy, pick somebody and start."

Missy shook her head a bit to collect her thoughts, then shrugged and addressed Eric. Eric, my son. Still trapped under me with his dick in my pussy, but the person most-directly in Missy's sightline.

"So. Eric. Truth or Dare?"

Eric was happy to have the topic change from his virginity to - well - to ANYTHING else, so quickly responded, "Truth, please."

Missy thought for a few moments, looking around the table at each of us, then challenged, "OK. Tell us one of your favorite fantasies. Something you've wished you could do."

Eric closed his eyes and a wide smile filled his face as he said, "I think I just lived it, Missy. I mean, not with my Mom specifically, but getting to feel a woman from inside of her. I've thought about that for nearly my whole life. And it was even better than I imagined. I mean, it *is* even better." His cock pulsed inside of me to remind both me and himself that we were still coupled - even though nobody else could see his cock twitch. It felt so beautifully intimate and private between us. My naked skin still pressed to his. My son's cock still inside of me. The warm, humid air hugging us both as we still hugged each other. Our mixed fluids slowly making rather a mess on his young balls - reminding me - again - that my son's cock was still inside of me. My son's FERTILE cock and his FERTILE cum were still inside of my pussy. Good thing I'm old enough that that won't be a problem. ... I hope... I mean... I hadn't actually started menopause, but surely I'd be OK...

But that thought was enough to rouse me from my incestual reverie. I hugged my son again - tight. Bare skin to bare skin. And gave him a very un-motherly kiss right on his mouth - sliding my tongue in to be sure that he got the "full experience" here on his first time. And then I looked into his eyes and slowly stood, pulling off of his erection. My lubrication and his cum coating his shaft. My thighs burning from the physical workout I'd gotten while bouncing up and down. On my son's cock. a-HEM. I'll bet that there aren't any exercise videos featuring *that* particular workout.

But, naked, I found my chair again and silently just told myself "Fuck it. I'm not going to bother with a towel. Just sit on the cushion and deal with the love-mark when this is all over."

While I was sitting, Eric looked at Missy and asked, "OK. Was that a good enough answer to your Truth?"

"OK. Fair enough", ruled Missy, "You get to ask next".

Eric fixed Missy with a stare and aimed right back at her, "OK, Missy, Truth or Dare?"

"mmmmMMMM... let's start easy", said Missy, "Truth".

"Yeah," smirked Eric, "Since nothing remarkable has happened yet, let's start easy."

A general laugh went around the group. Each person remembering all of the "nothing remarkable" since the game had begun. Goodness! We'd certainly gone WAY over the line. But. It still just felt so comfortable.

"OK. So," continued Eric, "What's up between you and Butch? HONESTLY now. Don't act like there's nothing there. We've ALL seen how you two are making eyes at each other! You and your BROTHER!"

Missy's eyes flew wide and she glanced at Butch, then realized that her glance just confirmed the accusation.

Butch startled. But then he pointedly looked at Brittany. My daughter. Naked. Filled with her father's cum. And back at Eric. Naked. His rubbery erection glistening with his mother's pussy juice. Then shrugged as he caught Missy's eye and said, "OK. We're busted. Just come clean. It will be so nice to not have to pretend anymore!"

Missy teared up and leaped onto Butch's lap - hugging him full-body and kissing him passionately. VERY passionately. And Butch enthusiastically returned the kiss - obvious relief flooding over brother and sister - that they could just "out" themselves.

But their parents were, shall we say, somewhat less enthusiastic. Chuck and Marla's eyes flew wide as they observed their son and daughter making out. Both of them naked from waist to toes. Missy's bare pussy inadvertently plopped right on her brother's lap. Her brother's bare lap. As her lips and hips ground against his.

Chuck started to jump out of his chair. To stop this incestuous coupling. But then his wife's eyes caught him and directed him to observe the situation. And to relax. The tinest shake of her head told him, "We really can't make a big deal out of our kids making out - given what's already happened. Just... chill and go with it."

But Brittany literally screamed triumphantly. Just couldn't contain herself. "Oh my GOD, Missy! I just KNEW it! I knew you two were hotter than Chipotle's green sauce for each other! I've been watching you two together all this time and I just KNEW that you were an item! It explains why neither of you has ever had a steady girlfriend / boyfriend! I KNEW it!"

Brittany's littany, however, was totally lost on Missy and her brother: they were consumed with each other. Totally oblivious to anything other than the no-longer-forbidden bodies of their siblings. Their long-denied lovers. Their no-longer-secret lust objects. Their mouths were desperately seeking. Gasping for air between long tongue-entwining osculations. Frantically grabbing at each others' remaning clothing: Missy to pull Butch's polo shirt as high on his chest as she could without breaking the connection of their mouths. Butch to fumble enough with Missy's top to free her breasts - while never breaking contact of their mouths and tongues. Stabbing, dancing, sliding over and over each others' faces and mouths. Opening eyes just long enough to drink in the sight of their sibling lovers, then closing again to savor the feelings. The tastes. The sweat. The saliva. The essences of their so-long-denied sex partners.

I had noticed while I was previously fucking my son, that Missy had had a full double-handful of Butch's cock. His incredible, beautiful, artistic, fucking-damned-sexy COCK. She had thought that everybody was so busy that nobody else would see, but I had seen. Even in my fuck haze. And Butch's amazing anaconda had responded so that it was firm and struggling between his sister's legs.

And since they had already both been bare from waist down, the spot between his sister's legs was glistening with lubrication and oh-so-close to swallowing her brother's forbidden cock. I wondered just how far they had gone previously. Perhaps playing to where they had rubbed against each other - naked - and felt the white-hot taboo. Wanted SO badly to slide his big fat cock up into her wet wet pussy but knowing that they just *couldn't*. That it was just TOO forbidden and taboo and nasty and wrong - and realizing that all of that made it just so much hotter to think about. "We'll just put the tip up against my lips, Butch. Not in. Just ... there", Missy may have said - many times. But had always been denied.

Until.

Until...

Missy put her hands on her brother's ears and held his head as she broke their kiss.

Locked her gaze with his.

Lifted her hips off Butch's lap.

And whispered, "Now. NOW. Do it NOW, brother Butch. FUCK me now. I NEED to finally feel you inside of me!"

Butch's cock stood straight up at attention and Missy began to lower herself. To FUCK her brother.

But. His cock slid up her slit instead of inside of her.

Again she lifted.

Again she moaned as his cock head slid right up her wet lips and grazed her clitoris - failing to go inside.

Again Missy lifted.

And this time, Butch felt a hand wrap around his shaft. His huge, thick, shaft. And guide him *into* his sister.

His fat rounded cock head parting his sister's pussy lips and slowly. SLOW-ly impaling her.

A long looong moan issued from both siblings' mouths as they finally Finally FINALLY united. Cock in pussy. Brother in Sister. Lover in lover.

When Missy finally bottomed out on that amazing cock, for a long moment, they just held each other. Mouths together. Missy on Butch's lap. Arms gripping torso's as if to never let go. Just feeling the fullness of his cock. In her pussy. Time stood still. Nobody breathed. We all just froze - listening to the wind whistling outside. Not wanting to interrupt the magic of these two lovers finally becoming one.

Silence except for the labored breathing. Arms clinging. Lips clinging. Drinking in the essence of each other. The beauty of the coupling. Feeling two souls merging into one. Two bodies locking together.

And then Missy began to slowly rise. And fall. Riding her brother's cock. Up. Up UP to the tip. Then down Down DOWN back to the base - shifting her butt to move him inside of her. Up. And down. UP. and down. Settling into the rhythm so well known to any lover.

Sweat and love and gazes and lust.

Muscles sliding and pistoning.

Transitioning to a whole other plane of existence where - despite the audience of their parents - they were alone in the universe. Nothing but the release of the long-pent-up desire. Demand. NEED.

Slowly. Up. Hold. And back down to fully engulf.

Cock in Pussy.

Cunt swallowing Dick.

Sliding and building.

Panting and gazing into each others' eyes.

Cadence slowly increasing.

Lust building.

Missy twisting her fingers in Butch's chest furr.

Butch cupping and caressing Missy's breasts and nipples.

Up.

And Down.

Up up and Down Down.

Quicker and quicker. Need building.

Hearts pounding together.

Heat. Humidity. Sweat.

Breaths getting faster and faster.

Fucking getting faster and faster.

Breathing getting shallow and desperately needy.

Needing NEEDING to consummate.

Moans beginning low.

Fucking pace slowing - desperate to reach the top, but wanting to prolong the moment.

Up.

Up.

UP... and... OVerrrrrrr!!

Missy screaming "Oh god oh God oh GOD oh GODDDDDD oh GODDDDD oh YES OH FUCK OH YESSSSSS! FUCKKKK MEEEEEE!"

Butch pistoning his hips up to press hard into his sister, lifting her right up into the air. Riding his cock. His spurting, spewing cock. Holding her fiercely - both to hug her chest to his and to secure her hips to his. "Oh FUCK!! Oh shit Oh GOD you feel so GOOOOOd, Missy!!"

Shaking. Sweating. Screaming. Spurting. Summoning their union. Anointing the coupling of brother with sister. Of lover with lover. Of Man with Woman. While their parents and friends sat silently in awe of the beauty of the scene before them. Of Missy claiming Butch. Of Butch claiming Missy.

The power of Butch's orgasm pushed him to stand up. Just cup his hands under her butt and lift Missy up with him. Pick her right up - impaled on his cock - still flowing and filling her pussy with his brother-cum. As they held each other and shook. Feeling the waves of orgasm pulse through them. Feeling their breaths flee their lungs in screams of ecstasy, then return in gasps.

Feeling the pulsations finally begin to slow.

Hip jerks slowing their pace and power.

Slowly slowing.

Fiercely holding each others' bodies.

Breathing slowly returning to normal pace.

The hot, sticky air enveloping the couple.

Butch's muscles returning to his conscious control as he fixed Missy's gaze and they both smiled at each other. Holding one another. Still joined. His penis. Her pussy.

I felt the heat. The connection. And cleared my throat and whispered, "Thank your mother for giving you the hand when you needed it."

Yes. It had been their mother, Marla, who had reached in and guided her son's huge cock into her daughter's wet wet pussy. Mothers nurture and aid and facilitate. It's what we do.

I licked my lips, then offered, "Wow, it's hot in here, isn't it?"

Butch looked at Missy and said, "Yes. Yes it is hot. Damned hot. You're Soooo hot, sis."

He kissed his sister tenderly, then got a gleam in his eye and warned, "Brace yourself, Missy. We're gonna' go cool down!"

And before Missy could really comprehend, Butch just carried her to the back door, flung it open, and proceeded right out into the hurricane. Naked except for shirts. Joined at their sex parts. Right out into the rain and wind - to cool off.