Carter Sprague

My Sisters And I

ONE

It all began when I was awakened from a snooze in the sun and looked around to see my cousin George fucking Anita right alongside me. For a few moments, while I recovered my sleep-slowed wits, I didn't know what I was looking at… I thought they were just rough housing, the way we kids always had when we were together on the island, summers.

Then I saw that Anita's scarlet bikini bottom was lying on the sand and that she had her knees up and wide apart and that he was planted right between them with his pimply buttocks bobbing up and down like a pair of speckled peaches as he drove his cock in and out of her hole. It was wet and white and stiff as a ramrod each time he pulled it halfway out and rammed it back into her. Evidently the fluid that covered it had spread to his balls, for they were sugared with sand.

Anita was poking her pelvis up to meet his trusts halfway, and both of them were grunting and moaning as if they had prime bellyaches. It was the sounds they were making that had wakened me from my snooze in the sun. George's black trunks were down around his ankles, and Anita was holding her bright red bikini top in her left hand.

I opened my mouth to yell something at them, then shut it. I had never seen two people fucking before and the sight both appalled and fascinated me. I felt my balls tighten up and a wave of sick excitement grab my stomach muscles. Then I got a hard-on so big and fast that I thought it would run right through my trunks. The constriction of the double-thick cloth made it hurt so much that I let out a yelp of pain.

Just then Anita and George stepped up the action and he began jamming his cock into her so hard that I thought her cunt was going to swallow his balls. I looked up a little and saw how her beautiful breasts were squashed flat under his weight and then glanced at her face which was turned toward me… and saw her shining black eyes looking full at me, fully aware of my reaction and full of mischievous laughter.

Then she did something wild with her bottom and locked her legs around George's buttocks and began drumming on them with her heels. He rammed himself all the way into her cunt and stiffened and let out a loud “Jesus Christ!” as he poured his sperm into her guts.

They lay still for a minute or so then George pulled out of her, making the damnedest thock-Hock sound, like a cork being pulled out of a bottle of machine oil. His prick was still soaking wet and a heavy drop of white stuff, like a white bead, formed and then dripped from its tip and made a little dark clot in the rumpled sand beneath them.

He looked down at its dwindling length and said, “Jesus,” and took his right hand and squeezed more jizzum out of it. Then he lifted it and saw the sand encrusting his nuts and made a face and got up and looked and saw that I was awake. He grinned like a satisfied tomcat and said, “Hey! It's about time you woke up, Jeff. How long you been watching us ball?”

I said, “Long enough.” Then I began to get mad and said, “Why'd you have to go and do that? You're always getting us into trouble.”

It was true. Cousin George had been getting my sisters and me into jams every time he came to the island to visit… and this was his third year. He was seventeen now, older than all of us kids except Darlene who was eighteen. I'm sixteen and Anita's fifteen and Francie's fourteen and Jeanie's twelve. Anita isn't really my sister… she was already there when my father married her mother after our real mother ran away with Mr. Dobson and got the divorce. If that sounds kind of mixed up, it is. But we manage to live with it pretty well. Missie (her real name is Maria Juanita Alvarez y O'Brien) is beautiful and cooks great and keeps Dad happy, which is more than our real mother did… she mostly got smashed and beefed about things all the time.