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so
turned on by what her brother was doing—by the fact that it was her
brother doing it—that she could have sworn her juices were leaking
out of her pussy, down over her ass hole and soaking her bedspread.
She watched her brother for several moments. It excited her to see
his mouth working her pussy over. Then she lay her head back on the
pillows and closed her eyes. She gave herself over to the pleasure
that her brother’s mouth, tongue, and fingers were giving her.
    Tim’s finger-fucked his sister’s pussy
diligently for several minute while his tongue did marvelous things
to her clit. Then he sucked her clitoris into his mouth teasing it
with his teeth before biting down on it firmly but carefully
several times. And then it was all over.
    “Oh, God, Tim! I’m coming! I’m
commmmminnnnggggg!” Traci squealed. Her hands clenched her
bedspread so tightly her knuckles turned white. She pushed her
pussy up hard against his mouth and fingers and held it there while
the climax pulsed through her body. Then, it was too much. Her
clitoris was too sensitive. She pushed his head, his mouth away
from her pussy. And, for many, many beats of her heart, nothing but
the warm, intense pleasurable glow of the orgasm was real.
    Then Traci was laughing. “Oh! My! God! I
don’t know if it’s because you’re a really good pussy-licker or if
it’s because you’re my brother, or, or both, but that was great.
Really, really great!”
    Traci reached down for her brother to pull
him up so that she could hug him tightly against her body and kiss
him repeatedly. She didn’t mind that his lips and mouth tasted of
her vaginal lubrication. She didn’t mind at all.
    Tim began giving his sister small kisses on
her lips and all around her face. “Mmm! Traci,” he mumbled between
kisses, “fucking you and licking your pussy could become addictive.
So far,” he continued, “you’ve given me an excellent blow-job, even
if it was hurried and under pressure, something a lot of girls
wouldn’t do on a, uh, uh….” Tim was at a loss for words.
    “How about a first date,” Traci said as she
put her hands on either side of her brother’s face and brought his
lips to hers to give him a long kiss.
    “Yeah, first date,” Tim answered a few
seconds later as he raised his lips from his sister’s. “A bj on a
first date isn’t something most girls would do. Then, when we
fucked you seemed to have had a pretty good orgasm….”
    “And I did, thank you very much.”
    “And, now, me going down on you, you seemed
to have an even better one. Are you always like that, or is it just
me?” Tim gave his sister a peck on the lips and stared into her
eyes, which now looked gray and kind of dreamy.
    “Oh, I’m like that a lot, but especially
when I am really turned on. And you, dear brother, really turn me
on.”
    “Why thank you, sweetums, I feel exactly the
same way about you.”
    “Ow!” Tim yelped in surprise. Traci had
slapped her brother’s bare ass hard.
    “Don’t you ever call me ‘sweetums’ again,
buster!”
    “But sugarplum... OW!” Traci slapped him
even harder this time.
    “What, you mean no pet names for my pet?”
Tim, laughing, rolled off his sister and onto his back before she
could slap him again.
    “Okay, Tim. You got me.” Traci acknowledged.
“But seriously, if we are going to keep this up… and Tim, I really
do want us to continue to be lovers.”
    “Oh hell yes!” Tim responded.
    “Then we are going to have to be careful
around Mom. Not a word or a touch. Nothing that would give her a
suspicion that we may be, uh, closer than brother and sister.”
    “But what if I manage to seduce Mom.” Tim
wiggled his eyebrows and grinned his biggest grin.
    Traci gave her brother a look. “What makes
you think you can, or are you just fucking with me again?”
    No. I’m not fucking with you… but I hope to
be in a little bit.”
    Traci laughed.
    Tim went on. “Listen, you have the hots for
Dad. You told me