C K Ralston

Family in heat

CHAPTER ONE

"Thanksgiving vacation, phooey!" Lucinda Collins snorted resentfully, eyeing the pile of homework on the desk.

Lucinda was still a teenager. Short for her age but precocious, Lucinda was a third of the way through her freshman year in high school. She had always thought it was neat being skipped a grade because she was brighter than the other kids back when she was seven but now, seeing all the work expected of a "gifted" high-school student, she wasn't so sure.

The little blonde got up and stretched. She watched as her pert little tits jiggled beneath her shortie nightgown, then rolled to stop. Lucinda smiled at the way her tiny pink nipples showed hazily through the thin material.

"You're growing up fast, young lady," Lucinda mimicked her father's deep voice in the quiet of her bedroom. "You'd better start wearing a bra all the time."

Lucinda giggled. She hated bras. They were so stiff and confining! And besides, they took away whatever sex appeal her youthful body presented to boys as far as Lucinda was concerned.

"Sex appeal," Lucinda muttered. Not that she really had any!

Sighing, the dismayed teen examined her body in the mirror, as she did every day, hoping for a slightly bigger bulge here, a more shapely calf, a more sharply defined line there. Lucinda stared at her ass, deciding for the thousandth time that it wasn't full enough, that it was very nice, but that there wasn't enough yet. She worried over her thighs. Weren't they just a little big? That was always a potential trouble spot with short girls!

Lucinda lifted her nightie top and looked at her waistline in the glass. That pleased her. It was positively tiny.

The critical teen pulled down her pajama shorts and put her right leg up on the dressing table, her heel right up against the mirror. She looked at her fluffy little triangle of blonde fuzz and its petite pink slash.

"I don't know, what I'm worried about," Lucinda muttered. "My pussy is so small, no boy could do it to me anyway, even if I dripped sex appeal!"

Disgusted for the zillionth time at how long it took to "grow up" physically, Lucinda put her leg back down and pulled, up her shorts. She stalked across her room, ignoring the homework that seemed to beckon to her from the desk. Her mind was totally focused on sex and beauty and attracting boys now, and she felt she had no time for dull, unimportant crap like term papers and algebra assignments.

Lucinda came back across the room and paused at the mirror once more. She gave a slow, deliberate smile, the kind she had been flashing on boys she really liked lately.

The effect, Lucinda decided with a warm inner glow, was devastating. With her short, almost white blonde mane and her huge blue eyes, Lucinda thought herself quite attractive.

"If only my tits were bigger!" the youngster sighed. "God, I'd love to have a set like Dawn's!"

Lucinda leaned back away from the glass, a frown on her freckled, pixie-like face. Maybe Dawn could give her some advice on building up her titties in a hurry, Lucinda thought suddenly.

In moments the petite teenager was hurrying down the hall toward her older sister's room. If anyone would know about big boobs, it would certainly be Dawn, Lucinda assured herself excitedly as she neared her older sister's door.

Lucinda could remember a few years ago, when she had been just a child of eight and Dawn had been her age. Her spectacularly built older sister hadn't been such a stone knockout back then, Lucinda remembered. Dawn had been as flat as the proverbial board.

Then, suddenly, overnight it seemed Dawn had begun sprouting the tits that now drove every male in sight crazy. Lucinda did the family wash every week and it drove her bananas every time she read the tags on her older sister's bras – forty "D"!

Yep, Lucinda thought confidently as she knocked softly on the door, if anyone can help me, Dawn's the one. How stupid it is of me not to think of it before.

There was no answer to Lucinda's gentle knock.

The short blonde grew perplexed. It was only ten thirty, for God's sake! And the first night of Thanksgiving vacation. Surely, Dawn wasn't asleep yet!

Growing impatient, Lucinda eased the door open and stepped into the room. It was dark, except for a small nightlight glowing in the wall socket beside Dawn's dressing table. The soft shimmer of light showed the bed empty.

"That's funny," Lucinda said.

Dawn had gone to the pep rally before the big game with a bunch of the other cheerleaders then she and Lucinda had walked home together. Dawn had come upstairs right after dinner to do some homework. Where the hell was she?

More curious by the minute, Lucinda tiptoed over to the bathroom adjoining her older sister's room. The door was open but it was dark and empty inside.

Lucinda was just turning to leave when she heard something. A noise that sounded like an animal moaning was coming from the door at the far side of the bathroom, the door that led into her older brother Steve's room.

Worried by the sound and the strangeness of Dawn's absence, Lucinda crept cautiously up to the door and began to open it. She found she couldn't. It was locked.

The Collins house was an old one with great, high ceilings, bathrooms with two bedrooms on either side, with locks on each door and with keyholes, old fashioned, large keyholes. Lucinda went to her knees and peeked through the keyhole in her brother's door.

The light was on in Steve's room. And Dawn was there. God, was she ever there!

Lucinda sucked in her breath as she peered into the room and beheld her sister sitting naked on the bed next to Steve. He was naked, too, lying on his back. Something long and round and thick and red was towering up out of the rumpled bed sheets surrounding Steve, and Lucinda realized with a missed heartbeat that it was her brother's hard cock!

"Jesus, Stevie, you've got a nice tool for a young kid," Lucinda said to Steve.

"And you know just what to do with it, don't you, Sis?" the smiling boy answered in a husky voice.

"Mmmmm, you bet," Dawn answered, leaning forward.

Lucinda watched in fascinated horror as her older sister bent down until her big tits were mashing into Steve's hairy thigh and Dawn's mouth was hovering near the tip of his inflamed, pulsing cock. With a little wink, Dawn slid her tongue out. Her tongue flicked out and found the red cock and began a long, slow, sensual trip around the swollen knob of flesh.

"Ahhhhh, oh, shit! Dawn, you sure can do it!" Steve groaned. "Lick it. Lick my prick all over before you swallow it!"

The lovely eighteen-year-old with the flashing blue eyes and the tawny gold hair did just as her younger brother wanted. The tickling tongue made long, loving swipes up and down his throbbing prick until his whole twitching shaft was shiny with her saliva.

"Oh, my God!" Lucinda whispered to herself and sat back hard on the bathroom tiles, too shocked to move.

A blow job! Lucinda's fevered, unbelieving brain kept telling her. Dawn was actually giving her brother a blow job!

Lucinda's mind reeled. Some of the junior and senior girls in Lucinda's gym class had talked about sucking off guys before, and one sophomore girl who was a round-heeled slut bragged about doing three guys in one night. But until now, it had all been talk. Until now, Lucinda had always cringed mentally at the lewd image of a boy's hard cock going down a girl's ovaled mouth.

But now she was seeing it! Now it was happening just a few feet away in the other room. And it wasn't some cunt doing it. It was Lucinda's older brother and sister.

The young girl shook her blonde tresses as if to clear the lascivious sight from her memory. She put her eye back to the hole and saw it wasn't a dream or a nightmare. It was happening.

It was really happening now, Lucinda soon discovered. Dawn's head was bobbing up and down frantically over Steve's hard prick. Lucinda could see her older sister's tongue pushing against the sides of her cheeks as Dawn's lips slid along Steve's cock-meat, her tongue swirling crazily as she sucked.

"Oooooooh, baby, stop it!" Steve suddenly moaned.

The boy's hands came up and forced the beautiful face to cease its obscene ride up and down his pulsing dong. He held Dawn's head in his hands and lay back sighing.

"No more, Sis, please. I… I really want to fuck you tonight. It's been a week since I shot in your pussy. I'll let you suck me off tomorrow night, I promise," Steve told his older sister in a hot, low whisper.

Dawn let her brother's rock-hard cock slip from her nursing lips with a loud pop. She grinned at him.

"Sure, honey," the long-haired blonde said with the same sense of urgency. "If you want to put this big, hot thing inside my little pussy, that's great with me!"

Lucinda thought her heart was going to stop beating. She couldn't believe what was happening in the bedroom, right before her eyes. Dawn couldn't actually be going to let Steve fuck her! Lucinda's mind recoiled with disgust at the very idea.

But Dawn's clearly did not. The voluptuous eighteen-year-old was moving up onto the bed, straddling her brother's reclining body and upraised dick. She put one hand on the base of Steve's cock and steadied it as she lowered her red, juicy cunt-lips onto his steely prick.

"Hot! Oh, Christ, you're a fuckin' volcano inside, like always," Steve murmured as her snug cunt slipped down onto his big cock.

Dawn moaned and let herself slide all the way down until her little brother's prick was jammed tightly up in her pussy. The radiant eighteen-year-old whinnied like a mare in heat just pierced by a stallion and began to jerk her curvy hips up and back over his penetrating cock.

Lucinda felt a rush of heat envelope her. Heat as intense as if an oven door had been abruptly opened and she had been thrown inside. Strange fluid was suddenly seeping out of her tiny cunt-hole, and her tits felt hot and itchy. Her nipples stood out against the fabric of her light nightie, throbbing with the need to be caressed.

The inexperienced little girl knew she should tear herself away from the keyhole and go get their father. At the very least, she knew she should go back to her room and leave her brother and sister to their fucking.

And yet she knew she wouldn't. The hot, pounding need in the young girl's loins, the pumping, aching insistence jetting through her nubile tits told her she couldn't.

Lucinda leaned closer to the keyhole, hoping to see it all.

CHAPTER TWO

Dawn leaned forward and placed her palms on her younger brother's shoulders. She steadied herself, then closed her eyes and really started to whip her pussy up and down over Steve's hard shaft. His crimson cock appeared and then disappeared up into her cunt-lips at an ever quickening tempo that soon had the boy growling and wiggling with lust beneath his sister's violent, greedy fucking.

"Unnnng! Jesus, Jesus, God, Dawn! Ball me! Fuck me hard and fast, like last time," Steve blurted mindlessly, obviously lost in the sensuous delight of his big sister's tremendous lust for his prick.

They bouncing blonde groaned and fucked him even harder. Dawn was plunging and heaving, her magnificent body shining with a light sheen of sweat, her head thrown back, her big tits jiggling wildly.

"Ooooooo, ohhhh, oh, God! Better," Dawn suddenly panted. "Even better than last time, don't you think?"

Steve grunted and thrust his hips upward, stabbing his long pecker up into his sister so far that she squealed with joy and rode him at an even more furious pace. The young boy grabbed the older girl by her spongy, luscious tits and pulled her down onto him by her jugs, his fingers digging into the pliant flesh until Dawn's tits looked ready to pop from the pressure.

"Oh, squeeze them!" the tawny-haired blonde whined in a frenzy of need. "Play with my big tit ties! Feel my nipples, Stevie, lick 'em as you – as you… ohhbhhh, fuck me!"

Sitting on the cold tiles of the bathroom, Lucinda was vaguely aware of something warm touching the insides of her naked thighs as she watched the lewd fucking of her older brother and sister. The little girl was panting, and she noticed, to her shock, that her hands had wandered up onto her tits, and that she was pulling at her tiny nipples just the way Steve was tweaking Dawn's tit-tips.

Lucinda didn't want to look down even for a second to see what the warm sensation along her ass and thighs was, but her curiosity got the better of her at last. Tearing her eyes away from the rutting, moaning couple on the bed, Lucinda looked quickly at the bathroom floor.

A small puddle of slick, hot cunt-juice was forming on the tiles between Lucinda's spread legs! The girl touched it and found the fluid to be very slick and warm between her fingertips as she rubbed them together. It had almost no odor.

Lucinda touched the crotch of her translucent pajama shorts and found them soaking wet. She pried the material out from her sleek belly and saw that her cunt-fur was matted with the hot oily stuff and that her tiny pussy was leaking the warm lubricant freely.

Reluctant to touch the gooey liquid at its source, the little girl made herself do it. Her fingertips grazed the top other shimmering pussy-mouth, inadvertently connecting with the small knob of flesh protruding out of its protective sheath – her… clitoris, if Lucinda remembered her sex education class vocabulary correctly.

A searing, blinding jolt of sensual pleasure shot through her cunt as her finger touched the tiny nub. It was all Lucinda could do to keep from shrieking out her pleasure as an overpowering spasm of joy tore through her virginal pussy.

Frightened by the intensity of her body's reaction, Lucinda took her hand out of her shorts and hastily brought her attention back to the keyhole, hoping the strange new sights and sounds there would distract her from the newfound joys waiting just inside her cunt-lips. She knew that it was terrible for a girl to "play with herself".

Dawn and Steve Collins obviously didn't give a hot Goddamn about what was right and what was wrong. Lucinda realized abruptly as she looked back through the keyhole. Steve was hunching up off the mattress with each thrust, really cramming his big prick up into his older sister's tight cunt with each new stroke. Dawn was enjoying every pussy-reaming minute of it, too. Lucinda could see that clearly from the expression of utterly depraved joy stamped across the lovely eighteen-year-old's face as she rode the fat cock frantically.

Lucinda felt hot waves of sensation flooding through her pussy as she watched the wanton display again. The hot feelings weren't quite as sharp nor as intense as the one that had tipped through her when she had first fingered her cunt, but they were quite thrilling all by themselves.

"God, if it feels this good just watching, and so incredible just touching myself down there…" Lucinda's whisper-trailed off. "How good it must feel, actually getting a big cock stuck up in there again and again, like Dawn is getting now!"

Lucinda shivered with lust at the mere thought of how terrific that must feel. No wonder Steve and Dawn were fucking each other, despite all the taboos about incest.

The little girl touched her nipples once again, seeing Steve lash out at both of Dawn's bouncing nipples with his long tongue. He coated both of her distended tit-tips with saliva and made the skin just below her areolas wrinkle. Dawn groaned and rammed her cunt down onto Steve's hard dick even faster.

"Oh, Jesus, Jesus God, you make my titties hot!" Dawn gasped.

Lucinda felt a hot prickle of excitement in both of her young tits as she took a nipple in each hand and twisted the way Steve had been doing. She wondered how it must feel, to have a cock up her pussy and a boy's tongue laving her sensitive nubs as he fucks her pussy.

The excited young teen decided to find out. She knew that as soon as she got a chance, she was going to let a boy fuck her. But right now, she wanted to find out as much as she could on her own.

Raising her hips up off the floor, Lucinda slipped off her sopping shorts and slid them off her legs. Next, the eager young blonde undid her top and flung it free, leaving herself naked on the bathroom floor.

It nearly broke Lucinda's neck – or at least it felt like it might – craning around and down so that, by grabbing her left tit and pointing it upward as far as she could stretch it, Lucinda could just reach the small pink nipple point with her tongue tip. Panting with the effort and the excitement of anticipation, Lucinda coiled out her tongue and brought it down on the tender nubbin of tit-flesh.

"Aaaahhhurrrggghhhh!" Lucinda gasped, then croaked as hot passion flashed through her tiny breasts.

The surprised girl's cunt exploded with sensation and a gush of hot pussy juice splashed out of her cunt-lips and onto her thighs. Lucinda's whole body seemed to burn with a seething, smoldering mass of sexual need. The feeling was so over whelming that Lucinda didn't feel as if she could even move.

But then the desire grew even hotter within the quivering teenager, and she found that she had to move to keep it from driving her absolutely crazy. Her body was moving lewdly, her hips undulating in a strange, somehow frightening rhythm that reminded her of the way Dawn's cunt was surging downward in search of hot cock in the next room. The little girl's tits were jerking and swelling with need and she turned her head quickly from side to side, her tongue extended, to lash them with the hot wetness that seemed to excite them so much.

Oh, oh, dear God, what's happening to meeeee? The youngster wondered. How can I stop the terrible fire in my little cunt?

In desperation, Lucinda stopped licking her titties and looked up, hoping for a solution in the next room. She was in luck.

Dawn was screaming in the bedroom, her beautiful head thrown back toward the ceiling, her pussy drilling itself down onto Steve's dick with total abandon. Lucinda caught her breath as she saw the torrents of clear liquid spilling down out of her big sister's convulsively hunching cunt, its thick coating making Steve's big cock shine like a greased pole.

"Coming!" Dawn was murmuring happily over and over again as she jerked up and down like a puppet on a string. "Coming, coming, coming, commmmming!"