The Crawfords

The Crawfords Part 3

Amy and Robert

Amy had been in her father's house, her childhood home, a few weeks since leaving school. The evening before she had found herself fantasizing about being fucked, of having mind blowing sex. She seemed to be obsessed since arriving at the house. All her waking hours Amy felt herself to be in a deep state of lust. A deep state of need. This had been going on for weeks, but last night something in her mind changed. When she put a face in her minds eye to the person fucking her, it was no longer some generic guy. It had become her brother. She was fantasizing about her brother fucking her in every position imaginable. She imagined sucking his cock. Amy even imagined him violating her ass. She could not believe of herself, that she is suddenly so in need of sex

She tossed and turned all the night, her sexual needs keeping her awake. In the morning she was feeling a bit tired so that she did not change into pants. The night previous she had left some dishes unwashed. She felt a bit guilty about them, and decided to make sure she took care of them right away this morning. Unintentionally, not thinking about it, she wore skimpy underwear and a t-shirt. She traversed the stairs, crossed the living room to the kitchen to get things cleaned up. To finish those few dishes. She had not even taken a shower, which was her normal routine.

At least she had brushed her teeth

, she thought to herself.

Rob walked in just a few minutes after she started doing the dishes. He noticed the way she was dressed and his cock immediately came to attention. Rob was wearing a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. He quickly sat down on a chair opposite where her sister was doing the dishes. He was glad she had not turned around as he came into the kitchen. The table hid his stiff manhood.

Amy's mood suddenly changed. Something about her brother's presence had her feeling a bit nasty. She looked back over her shoulder at her brother. The mood had her thinking of her brother's cock once again. She said more sarcastically than she intended, "Do you like the view little brother?"

"Uh..., yes. I guess I do. You do have a nice ass Sis."

Amy giggled and replied, "You are such a perv, Rob." In truth her juices began to run, she could feel her pussy getting very wet and warm.

Just as she said this her father walked into the kitchen. Whether he had heard their banter she did not know. Amy and Rob were both separately unsure. "No breakfast for me this morning, Amy. I have a meeting today. I will just grab a cup of coffee and hit the road."

"Okay Daddy. Get something to eat as soon as you can."

He replied, "I will little girl. Don't worry."

Rob then said to Amy as his father headed out the front door. "Don't worry about making me breakfast. I will just have a bowl of cereal."

"Sounds good," Amy replied. "I think I will do the same."

The pair sat in silence across from each other at the kitchen table eating their cereal. Amy felt herself flush, she was so horny. She could not help herself, all she thought about was getting a cock plowed into her wanton pussy. She had always been a bit of a wallflower, and having only a couple of experiences with sex left her no more confident that she would be any good at it.

She finished up her breakfast, washed and dried her bowl and spoon. She put them away and said to her brother, "I think I am going to go to my room and do some reading." She went to the fridge intent on grabbing a a glass of orange juice to take up to her bedroom with her. She noticed in the clear vegetable drawer a fat cucumber. Her eyes went wide and she decided to pretend to clean up a little bit more. "I should clean this counter first."

"Okay, sis. I don't work today but I have no plans so I think I will just watch some TV in my room." Amy had no TV in her room and she kept reminding herself to ask her Dad to buy her a small one. She then washed and dried his bowl and spoon and put them away.

As soon as she left she grabbed a glass of orange juice and that cucumber. She quickly went up to her room not wanting to answer questions about why she was carrying a cucumber. Once in her room she made sure both her bedroom door, and the bathroom door, were closed. There was no way to lock either, but she did not think her brother would walk in without knocking.

Amy quickly undressed. Her mind drifted as she lie back on her bed. She could feel her need. Her pussy was very wet. Though the cucumber was very big, perhaps three inches around, she knew she was going to attempt to push it into her very hot cunt.

First she reached down with her right hand and began to run a finger up and down her slit. She made a light moan of pleasure a tingle running up and down her spine. Her pussy lips engorged, her touch fired her need. She then switched to just teasing herself. She ran a finger up each thigh and circled her opening. She shivered in anticipation, her inner thighs and lower belly so sensitive. The feeling of her finger so sensual that she again moaned, this time a bit louder. She ran her other hand over one, and then the other breast.

She whispered to herself, "I guess I am as ready as ever..." Licking the cucumber, though she thought she it was really not necessary, she placed the thinner end of the vegetable against her opening. Slowly she began to push the vegetable into her cunt. She moaned even louder, feeling the improvised penis spread her pussy, her entire body shivering with the amazing feeling. It took a bit of pressure, but finally she managed to get the cucumber almost all the way into her.

She held it with just enough out of her body to not lose control of it. Slowly she pushed the fake cock into her love tunnel. Still slowly, she began to push it in and out, pretending that it was a cock fucking in and out of her cunt. Finally, her brain on it's own conjured an image, and this time it was her handsome father on top of her. He pressed his manhood in and out of her. Amy fantasized about her father fucking her.

Rob headed to the bathroom to empty his bladder. As he unzipped his jeans, he thought he heard something coming from his Sister's room. He finished his business, washed his hands, and then went to the bathroom door that entered into his sister's bedroom. He heard her moaning and immediately knew what she was doing. His cock quickly came to attention, uncomfortably, in his pants. He removed them, still listening to his sister through the door, his cock head poking out of the top of his boxers.

God it felt so good

, she thought to herself. The cucumber was the biggest thing she had ever had in her pussy and it felt like nothing she had ever experienced. She wanted to go faster, but at the same time she wanted to make it last. Her right hand pushed the fake toy in and out of her pussy, while now her left hand slid down her body. She softly slid her left hand down her body until she found her closely shaved patch of hair above her opening, She made small circles around her love button.

He made his decision. If nothing else he wanted to see what she was doing. Maybe she would get upset and chase him from the room, but something in his gut told him she would not. He had oiled the hinges on both of the bathroom doors a couple of days previous to reduce the noise of those hinges. He slowly opened her door. Her eyes were closed so she did not see or hear him as he entered her bedroom. He was transfixed as he stood just inside the door. She was pumping a cucumber in and out of her tunnel. He dropped his underwear and began to stroke his cock. Amy still had not noticed him, so he quietly sneaked across her room and sat on her desk chair directly opposite the bottom of her bed.

Amy sensed more then heard that someone was in her room. She slowly opened her eyes. She first glanced to the left side of her bed and the now open door to the shared bathroom. She scanned around the room past the bedroom door and to her desk. Just as she began to make small, gentle circles on her clit, she saw her brother sitting in he desk chair. He was facing her stroking his not small cock. "Oh my God brother... What the fuck are you doing?" Her words did not stop her from pumping her wanton cunt, or rubbing her super sensitive button.

"You look so hot, sis. Fuck your pussy is taking that big thing. Jesus sis, let's just watch each other and..., and cum."

She thought to herself that she should stop. That she should say something. But watching him stroke his cock was the hottest thing she had ever witnessed. She should close her eyes, but his manhood was turning her on. He was so hard, so large and then she felt herself near to her climax. She began to moan loudly, and she knew that was turning her brother on. It was a cycle, because his noises, his staring at her turned her on. The thought of him enjoying her fucking herself. It was extremely exciting.

Rob felt it. He was going to cum. He was going to make a mess on her carpet. But he could not stop, he kept stroking his cock and finally spoke. "Sis..., I am going to cum. I am going to explode. You are so hot Sis..., so damn hot. Oh fuck..., here I go. God, fuck yes... I am cumming. CUMMING, YES, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK..." As he yelled out his words his climax shot into the air and made a mess all over his hand and his legs. There was so much. He squirted once, twice, three times and then it just poured from the tip of his cock. Some fell to her carpet and that would have to be cleaned up. He'd had sex with three different women. But watching his sister fuck herself was the hottest thing he had ever witnessed.

Amy's eyes went wide as he sprayed his cum. "Me too..., Robert," she moaned, her own orgasm overtaking her. She knew what they were doing was wrong, but she could not help but stare at his prick. Over and over she moaned, her own juices spraying around the cucumber. Up and down her body, spasms of joy shot down through her. Her loins on fire. It was one of the longest orgasms of her life and it lasted what seemed minutes, but it was probably less than couple minutes. Finally she began to relax. Her brother stared at her until she finished. Quickly, not saying another word he left the room into their shared bathroom. He returned with a wet cloth, cleaned up the mess he had made but then once again quickly exited.

Michael (Dad)

Michael had heard the banter between his son and daughter as he entered the kitchen that morning. Currently he was at his desk at his business office, distracted with thoughts of his daughters ass. He suddenly decided none of this work could not wait. The meeting went well, but he was too distracted for anything more. He said to his hot secretary, "Jan, I am leaving early. If any emergency comes up let John know. If he can't handle it, he will call me." John was his number two and an excellent builder. Michael knew he could count on him. John was also a pervert and had invited his boss to fuck both his wife, and his daughter. Privately he often said, "My girls are sluts and love cock. You should try them."

In truth Michael had considered taking him up on his offer, he had just not gotten around to it.

"Sure thing boss. Everything okay?" His thoughts broken by Jan's question.

Michael replied, "I am just not mentally here today."

"Okay..., anything you need, Boss?" Jan asked.

"No..., just let John know I left when you see him." Michael replied. He knew that his number one fucked Jan on a regular basis. Apparently her husband did not fuck her enough, so she enjoyed sneaking into the back office and being fucked by John. As long as they were both happy, that they worked well for him, he did not care. In truth, he would love to fuck their young assistant at some point.

"Got it." She said as he left for home.

All the way home, all that Michael could think about was his own daughter's ass. In truth Michael had a theory about the Crawford women. His mother had not been overly discreet when he was growing up. Eileen Crawford had many affairs, and Michael suspected that one was with her own brother, Michael's Uncle. She would not be surprised if their father had been another of her sexual partners. His thought was that once they figured it out, at a certain age, they want..., they need, to fuck Crawford men. It might be his own rationalization, but Michael truly believes that it is a genetic predisposition. That Crawford women were made for Crawford men. Perhaps a bit chauvinistic, but Michael did not consider himself a modern enlightened man. As he drove home, he made the decision to fuck his daughter. He knew he was going to do it. He was sure, or maybe he just hoped, that she would let him.

It was early afternoon. Amy had come down the stairs to get a snack. Coincidentally she heard her father drive up in his car. She was in shorts now, a tampon in her vagina to absorb her constantly leaking cunt. She was sure she was putting off an odor, but she just hoped her father would not notice. She wondered why he was home so early.

Rob had his window open and heard his father drive up in his car. He walked down the stairs just as his father walked in the door. Their father smiled at Amy and then his son. "We have to talk."

The three sat down in the living room. Michael took his place in his lounge chair. Amy and Robert on the couch. Both were nervous as their father seemed to struggle with how to begin what ever conversation he intended to have with them. Just as he was about to speak, his cell phone rang. He looked at it and said, "It's work... What's up John?" Michael said as he answered the call.

"Sorry to call you back to work, but there are problems on the Henderson job and he insists on you stopping by his house."

"Shit... What kind of problems?"

"He says the wood for the deck is not what we ordered..., what he wanted. He also says they are cut wrong. He is not happy with the the crew doing the pool. He feels they are going to slow on the pool and he is not happy with the landscaper you hired. Basically he is complaining about everything."

"God damn. Okay, I'll head over now. Fuck..." Looking at his son and daughter he said, "Damn. I have to go the the Henderson house and calm this guy down. He is filthy rich and I don't want him spreading bad word about our work. Sorry guys."

They both responded that they understood and as he headed out Amy and Rob went to their own rooms. Each with their thoughts about the other. About having sex with the other.

Michael's Secret

Amy plopped down on her bed and decided to pick up the book she had been reading from her bedside. After just a couple of minutes it was obvious that her concentration was not there. All she could think about was her brother's hard cock. She thought of her father too, and her juices began to flow as she lay back thinking about them. She wondered if either wanted to fuck her. She knew she would never make the first move. She was too shy, too afraid. She figured her father would not be interested, but her brother might. She hoped.

In truth, Robert was playing hooky from work. He had called in as he just did not feel he could do a good job that day as his mind was constantly on his sisters body. He knew incest was considered by most morally wrong. But, he had also read once that between consenting adults, such as siblings, it was not illegal. Robert also knew his father's secret. A couple of years previous his father had been to some business thing and had to be dropped off at the house as he was very drunk. Robert was up and they both had a big laugh at how smashed his father was. His father was hungry, so they sat down to have a snack.

"Wanna know something little man? I mean something juicy."

Robert stared at his father for a moment, realizing his father was very drunk and he might say something he would regret. "Another time dad..., you are drunk."

"It's okay, son." He said, his words slurring. "I want to get this off my chest. Please?"

Robert replied, "Okay dad, whatever you say."

"Well, when I was eighteen, and your aunt Edith was nineteen..., well..., we had sex." Robert started to say something but his father interrupted him. "That's not exactly true...," he laughed. "We had a six month affair and I have to tell you son... It was the best sex of my life. I think about your aunt's pussy every day. Her fine ass, and her incredible tits. She would do whatever I wanted. She was such a good slut for me. God I'd like to fuck her again..."

Robert did not know how to reply. It turned out not to matter, as his father fell asleep in the chair he was sitting in before he could respond. Robert had never brought it up, and he suspected his father was so drunk he did not remember the conversation.

Robert and Amy

Robert climbed from his bed and started to pace back and forth across his room. He was so horny and was trying to gin up the courage to go into her room. One thing he knew was that his sister was very..., shy he thought was the word. More than that, she was very compliant. Perhaps she would even be obedient. His brother Franklin has once made a comment that all Crawford women were that way. He used a different word.

Submissive! That's it

. He thought to himself.

What the fuck

, his thoughts continued.

We'd already masturbated together. God I want to fuck her

. Deciding to chance it he left his bedroom door and walked the few feet down the hallway and knocked on Amy's door.

"What's up, bro. Come in." Amy placed the book across her waist as he entered the room. There was a look on his face, one she was not sure she understood. "Like I said, what's up Robert."

Amy never called him Robert. She must suspect something..., maybe even anticipate it. He suddenly had an idea how to begin. "Okay, sis. Have you ever sucked a cock?"

Amy blushed and replied, "Uhm..., why do you ask? Is it your business?" She set the book back on her side table.

"Come on Amy..., answer the question. Have you ever sucked a cock?"

For a moment the two stared at each other. Amy's brother began to move across the room and sat on the bottom of her bed, only inches from her legs under nothing but a bed sheet. "Okay..., no, I have not. I am not a virgin..., but most guys in High School wanted the cheerleader's..., or the school slut. I was too skinny and unattractive for most guys."

"What about college?"

"I guess I was too shy and not the partying type. I mostly did my schoolwork and hung out in the dorm. I did not have much of a social life at school."

"First of all, Amy, you are attractive. You have really filled out over this last year. Like I said, you have a very nice ass. Wait, no..., an incredible ass. You are pretty, you have sexy legs and pretty eyes."

"You have to say that kinda stuff. You don't really mean it."

For a moment he hesitated, but then decided he was going for it. He slid up the bed, moved himself closer to her. He looked into her sexy eyes and asked, "Want to practice on my cock? I mean, really, wouldn't you like to learn?"

"I have seen the videos Robert. I get the concept."

"So...," he replied, "how about trying it out on your horny brother?"

"You really want me to suck your cock?" In truth, Amy was sure he could smell her hot pussy. She suddenly got up and headed towards their shared bathroom, "One sec, I have to pee before we talk more about this." She did have to pee, but in truth, she wanted to remove the tampon and wipe up before they talked some more. Or, did anything. She stood a moment after cleaning up and then decided that yes, she wanted to suck his cock. Maybe, just maybe, he would fuck her too.