The family's naughty habit

CHAPTER THREE

A few weeks later when Della was preparing to meet her boss at a motel, she was talking to her oldest daughter in the living room.

"Where are you going tonight?" Linda asked her mother.

"Mr. Morgan is having a special meeting with some out of town buyers this evening," Della lied. "I have to record the minutes."

"Will you be home early?"

"Probably not," her mother answered. "Those meetings always drag on for hours."

"Where's Daddy?" Linda asked.

"Some of his old football buddies are in town," Della laughed. "You can bet they'll spend the night drinking in some bar."

This pleased Linda because she'd invited her boy friend, Scott Wilson, over to spend the evening with her. At nineteen, Linda was still a virgin, but she loved to be alone with Scott. She enjoyed it when the big red-haired youth fondled and sucked on her tits, and Linda loved to feel and rub the big hard bulge in the front of his pants. Linda was no prude about sex, and she was a virgin only because she was scared to have a cock rammed into her cunt. Scott realized this, and was completely satisfied to feel and caress the beautiful girl.

"Is Scott coming over tonight?" Della asked her daughter.

"I think so," the girl replied.

Looking at Linda, Della was always pleased at the girl's beauty. Her lovely daughter had a deliciously trim body with big boobs, flesh radiant face and long blonde hair. She looked particularly pretty tonight in her short-skirted uniform. Linda had just returned from the drive-in where she worked after school, and the short black skirt she was wearing was very flattering to her shapely legs.

"Well," smiled Della as she walked toward the door, "I'd better be going or I'll be late."

"Don't work too hard," called Linda, closing the door behind her.

When her mother had gone, Linda looked at her watch and was surprised how late it was. Realizing that Scott would soon be there, she was about to go upstairs and dress, but changed her mind, thinking how the boy liked to see her in her short skirt.

When Scott arrived, they sat watching television until it was time for the twins to go to bed.

"Well," smiled Scott, putting his arm around Linda, "alone at last."

"Thank God," she giggled, feeling his hand cupping her full tit through the thin material of her blouse.

Sitting beside her on the couch, Scott removed his hand from her soft book, and putting it around her, he pulled the girl's body up close against his. Linda trembled with excitement, feeling the pressure of his chest against her tingling nipples, his hands running lightly up and down her back as their eager hot lips met in a deep, passionate kiss.

Her cunt was itching, and she could feel a warm, wet seepage and a heat between her legs that seemed to swirl up throughout her entire body.

The rock-hard bulge that he was pressing against her belly was the most exciting thing she'd ever felt. She suddenly had a wild desire to see and touch his naked cock.

Lingering together for a long time with that kiss, his hands roamed all over her body, up and down her fuck, over her hips, across her warm bare thighs. Their open mouths still locked together, their tongues deeply entwined, Scott was exploring every part of her body through the thin material of her blouse and skin.

She began panting with excitement when his hand slipped under her blouse, running over the naked flesh.

"Oh, Scott," she whispered, "you're so wonderful."

His strong fingers forced their way under her bra, slipping over the luscious mounds of her full tits, tenderly teasing and squeezing her cherry-hard nipples. God, how she loved it when he gently toyed with her sensitive tittie-buds. The warmth of his lingers against her naked flesh sent a delicious wave of excitement surging through her body and she pressed her steaming crotch up tighter against his. It was wildly erotic to feel his hard cock throbbing beneath his jeans against her belly. God, how she wanted to see and touch his hard naked dick.

Listening to Linda's excited gasps of pleasure, Scott removed his hand from her tits and slid it up her naked thighs beneath the short skirt. "Ooooooh, Scott," she whispered as his thick middle finger slipped beneath the elastic of her brief bikini panties. "What are you doing?"

"Shhhhh," he panted, "just relax, darling." Linda had never allowed him to touch any of her nakedness except her tits, but tonight, she secretly wanted him to play with her horny cunt. Writhing against him, she could feel his blunt finger sliding into the scalding hotness of her slippery slit.

"Ooooooh, yes," she sobbed, clinging tightly to him when she felt the delicious friction of his finger slithering in and out between the virginal folds of her hot, dripping pussy.

"Feels good, doesn't it, darling?" he whispered hotly into her ear.

"Oh, Christ yes!" she squealed. "Oooooh, so good!"

Removing his finger from Linda's slippery twat, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties, and when she eagerly arched her hips up, he pulled them over her soft bottom, dropping them to the floor in front of the couch.

Her virginal twat was completely vulnerable, and a lurid spine-chilling thrill raced through her body. For the first time in her life, Linda's hot cunt was being brazenly exposed to a man's eyes, and the thought of it was deliciously thrilling.

"Oh my God!" she squealed when he slipped his finger back into her cunt, going directly for her clit. "Christ, that feels good!"

"Feels great, doesn't it?" he panted.

"Oh, sweet fucking Christ!" she squealed. "What are you doing?"

"Playing a tune on your clit," he smiled. "Hang in then, baby, you haven't felt anything yet."

When he knew he'd brought the girl to the very edge of her wild new ecstasy, he released her clitoris and began plunging his thick middle finger in and out of the sucking hotness of her totally aroused cunt.

Completely lost in their mutual lust, neither Scott nor Linda noticed the twins watching from the top of the stain.

"What's he doing to her?" Bobby whispered to his sister.

"He's finger-fuckin' her, stupid," she giggled.

"Why?"

"'Cause it feels good," the girl answered. The teens continued watching as Scott's thick strong finger slithered in and out of Linda's hungrily clasping cunt. The beautiful blonde had spread her naked thighs as far apart as possible to give him complete access to her hot, dripping slit.

"Oh darling," sobbed Linda when she suddenly felt a tingling pressure beginning to build up in her flaming loins. From her occasional sessions with masturbation, Linda realized she was going to climax.

Throwing her arms around his neck, she covered his hot open mouth with hers, their slippery warm tongues swirling in and out as she opened her thighs even further so as not to impede the delicious gyrations of his skewering finger.

"Gee," Bobby whispered to his sister at the top of the stairs, "She acts like she's really enjoying it."

"Of course she is, silly," giggled Betty, her own cunt itching with excitement.

They could hear Linda squealing louder and louder as Scott's finger increased the tempo of his thrusts into the girl's wet, sucking cunt. She was frantically grinding her loins up to meet every delicious plunge of the boy's finger. Her naked ass was writhing around on the cushion in circles as the wild ecstasy, mounted throughout her entire body.

"Oh, Scott, honey," she sobbed, squeezing his hard cock through the stretched material of his jeans. "I'm gonna come, honey, I'm gonna come."

"Let it happen, baby!" he panted, thrusting his finger deeper and harder into her frothy twat. "Come on, let yourself go!"

"Oooooh, Scott honey!" she shrieked, her entire body shaking with the convulsive spasms of her explosive orgasm. "I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Every bit of her flesh seemed to be on fire as wave after wave of ecstasy flowed through her quivering cunt, spreading throughout her trembling body.

"What the hell's going on?" Bobby asked his sister at the top of the stain as he watched the wild expression on Linda's face.

"God, you're dumb," snapped Betty. "She's coming!"

"What's coming?"

"It's like when you shoot your wad," she giggled. "Only better."

They sat watching as Scott pulled his juice soaked finger out of Linda's pussy.

"Now, what are you going to do for me?" Scott asked Linda.

"What do you mean?"

"Aren't you going to do anything to relieve my boner?" asked Scott.

"Like what?"

"Like letting me screw you."

"My God, Scott!" she gasped. "Have you lost your mind?"

"I'm sorry," he said, aware of her fear of intercouse. "But you could give me a hand-job."

"Oh, Scott," she stammered. "I don't think I can. I'v never even seen a cock, let alone touch one. I don't even know what to do."

"I'll show you how," he whispered, taking her soft hand and placing it over the huge throbbing bulge in the front of his pants.

"Please don't make me do it," she stammered. "I'm afraid."

Feeling his thick dong throbbing against her hand through his jeans, Linda suddenly wanted to see and touch his cock. She realized she'd wanted to feel his dick for a long time but hadn't the nerve.

"Okay," she whispered after a long silence. "But don't laugh at me if I do it wrong."

"Don't worry, honey," he smiled, standing up and removing his jeans.

Linda just stared numbly at the way his prick stood up in his shorts like a tent pole, and she almost fainted when he dropped his drawers, revealing the majesty of his stiff naked rod. Her eyes focused on his big shiny purple cockhead and ten traveled along his thick meaty shaft until they reached his big lusty balls, covered with a tangle of fiery red hair.

She'd had a pretty good idea of what she would see, but the bigness of the gnarly thing was beyond her wildest dreams.

"Touch it," he whispered as he sat down next to her on the couch, his big cock thrusting up from between his legs.

When she made no move, he gently took her hand and wrapped the girl's fingers around his thick shaft.

"Oh, Scott," she gasped when her fingers encircled the hot thickness of his dong. "It feels funny, but I like it."

It was wonderfully exciting to feel the hot blood pulsing through his cock. The thick jism around the base of his big mushroom-shaped knob was deliciously exciting to Linda. Gently running her fingers lightly up and down the length of his shaft, she was thrilled with the feel of the party bumps that could rub so deliciously against the sensitive nerves in a woman's cunt. But best of all was the smooth velvety skin that covered the hardness of his bloated cock.

"D'ya like it?" he asked, thoroughly enjoying the touch of her fingers on his tingling hard-on.

"God, yes," she whispered. "It's the most beautiful thing I've ever touched."

Staring at his dick as she held it in her hand, Linda had a wild desire to feel his cock stuffed up between her lap, but the huge size terrified the girl.

"How do I bring you off?" Linda asked after a long period of silence.

"Like this," he smiled, wrapping her fingers around his dong again. "Just slide the foreskin up and down over my cock. Not too fast, just sweet and easy."

Linda soon had the knack of it and she found it terribly exciting to watch Scott jerk and twist with ecstasy.

"Jesus Christ," Bobby panted to his sister at the top of the stairs. "She's gonna jack him off."

"Sure," she giggled. "That's neat."

"God, Betty," he panted excitedly, his stiff pecker pushing out against the front of his pajamas. "Imagine being jacked off by a girl."

"What's the matter with that?" she asked.

"Nothin'," he panted, rubbing his prick through his pajamas. "Look at her go."

Linda soon had the knack, and her hand was sliding rhythmically up and down his cock as Scott lurched and writhed around on the couch.

"Oh, baby," he panted. "That's it, honey! Oh, fuckin' shit, that feels good!"

Grasping the root of his thick shaft in her hand, she rubbed the length of his cock gently against her warm soft cheeks and moved it around in her hair, under her chin and over her ears, feeling his entire body lurching from the pleasure she was giving him.

"Jeez!" gasped Bobby. "Look what she's done to him."

"I know," Betty panted. "It's making me horny."

"Me, too," he whispered.

"I can we that," the girl giggled, glancing down at the way his stiff prick was poking the front of his pajamas out.

Linda was having the time of her life with Scott's big hard dong. Stroking it gently again, she was looking up at his face. The boy's eyes were fixed on the ceiling and his gasping lips bared his teeth. A feeling of triumph surged through her body, realizing for the first time how a woman could control a man's passions through the manipulation of his cock. She knew she had complete control of him. The girl felt a mighty sense of power, realizing that the faster she stroked him, the wilder he lurched, and when she slowed the action, he would plead for more. This was the first time in the girl's life that she'd known the power she could have over a man.

Linda teased him up close to an orgasm time after time, and then let him slip slowly back, only to bring him closer and closer again.

"Please, Linda," he moaned when she released his cock again. "Oh, God, don't stop, keep pumpin', I'm almost there!"

Standing at the top of the stairs, Bobby was so excited that he reached through the opening in the front of his pants and began rubbing his stiff dick.

"What are you doing?" giggled his sister.

"Shut up!" he hissed, quickly removing his hand.

"Have you got a hard-on?" she teased.

"Of course," he admitted.

"Why?"

"Shit, Betty," the excited boy panted. "Imagine being jacked off by a girl. Wow, wouldn't that feel neat!"

Betty didn't answer.

Writhing around on the couch, Scott was almost beside himself with the pleasure he was receiving from her thrilling hands. Linda had dropped to the floor in front of the touch as Scott faced her with his knees pulled up and his feet resting on the front edge of the cushion. Kneeling in front of him, the girl was staring at his big lusty balls, lewdly exposed between his widely spread thighs. The thick growth of red hair around his nut-sac seemed very erotic to Linda.

Still stroking his throbbing rod with one hand, Linda suddenly thrust her free hand beneath his balls. Cupping the sensitive underside of his big bloated sac, she began gently massaging his nuts.

"Oh, Christ!" he roared with delight, "That's it, baby! Christ, does that feel good!"

"I'm glad," she whispered, trailing her fingers lightly through the swirls of red hair that covered his crotch.

Suddenly she saw the puckered ring of his asshole just beneath his bloated balls. In her wild state of excitation, she had a wild desire to penetrate the hole with her finger. Continuing to deliciously stroke his cock with her other hand, Linda began teasing and probing the ring of his shitter.

"Oh, Christ!" he moaned when he felt her teasing the sensitive nerves around his bung. "Jesus that feels good."

"Do you really like it?" she giggled, pushing the very tip of her finger against his shitter.

"Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus," he shouted. "Shove it in! Ram it up my asshole."

"Oh, you naughty boy," she giggled. "Here it comes."

"Wowwww!" he roared when Linda gave a mighty thrust and drove the entire length of her finger up deep into his rectum. "Holy Christ, is that good!"

Bobby almost blew his mind when he saw what his older sister was doing to her boy friend.

"Jeez," Bobby panted. "She stuck her finger up his shitter!"

"And look at the way she's jacking him off," gaped Betty. "Shit, he's sure gonna shoot off a wild load!"

As Linda's hand moved more rapidly up and down his cock, her finger twisted deliciously around in his bung, making his body lurch wildly around on the couch. Crazed with the excitement, Linda could feel her own hot juices oozing from her twat and dripping down her bare thighs. Faster and faster she pumped his prick while he lurched and writhed all over the couch.

"Oh. sweet shit!" he roared as his cockhead exploded, spurting hot jizz all over Linda, himself and the floor.

"Jeez," gasped Bobby. "I wish she'd jack me off."

"Bobby," his twin sister whispered, her own slit aflame with desire. "If you want to come into my bedroom I'll do some neat things to your cock."

"Will you jack me off?" he eagerly asked.

"Better than that," she giggled.

"What's better than jacking off?"

"You'll see," she smiled, reaching down and rubbing his stiff prick through the material of his pajamas. "Just come with me."