Chapter 2

The motel was cheap and clean. There were two double beds, a small desk, and two chairs. A color television was attached to the wall facing the beds. The bathroom was clean, with plenty of towels and soap. There was a small alcove, a dressing table with a sink and huge mirror, and a place to hang clothing with a shelf above for suitcases and other luggage.

A surprisingly deep carpet covered the floor. A fenced area contained a sparkling pool. The water looked cool and inviting.

Kathy didn't know the young mechanic had lied to her. He could have repaired the car in fifteen or twenty minutes. But he had been excited by her body, seeing her dress blow up, those amazingly long thighs and green panties. Besides, he knew she was coming on to him.

He didn't fool Kathy. About the car, YES, but not about his hunger for her, and she was willing to pay him with a fuck. Not that she was loose-some tramp slut from the gutter, it was just that Kathy was practical. She didn't have much money and she still had over three hundred miles to go. The only way she could pay was with her pussy, and she was willing to do so.

She put her things away in the room, and told her son and daughter they could use the pool. After getting permission from the sweet little old lady that ran the motel, they dived right in. Kathy watched them from the big window for a moment. Then she removed her blouse and skirt and filled the tub with cold water. She wore no bra. Her tits stuck up saucily, round and firm, with light-brown nipples. She peeled her green panties off, running her hand through her luscious fan-shaped cunt hair.

Leaning back in the tub, the water cooling her, she thought of Jack. He was at least eight to ten years younger than she, but quite good looking. Her nipples stiffened and her cit started tingling. It had been quite a few months since she had a good, hard fucking, and Kathy was ready for one. Jack looked as if he could provide her with just what she needed. She could pay him and enjoy herself at the same time. The only problem was, where?

She couldn't bring him to the motel, not with Sharon and Jimmy with her. Maybe he had a place, lived alone. If necessary, she would fuck him at the garage, even if it was coated with grease and oil. She could always scrub it off later.

In the pool, Sharon and Jimmy splashed back and forth across the water, shouting in glee. Sharon was irritated that she had to wear her t-shirt. It wasn't fair that she had to wear a top and Jimmy didn't.

However, the t-shirt, once wet, clung to her burgeoning tits, exposing them through the shirt. Her sweet, pink nipples could be seen, stiff and pretty. The t-shirt molded her small tits like a glove. Her shorts, too, became transparent, but it was hard for Jimmy to see much. Her cunt hair was so golden and light, it didn't show. All he saw was a faint shadow between her thighs when she was out of the water.

They played in the pool until their mother called them in.

Kathy had dressed in a becoming, cool, summer frock, a pale yellow that set her auburn hair and green eyes off beautifully.

"I'm going out for a while," Kathy said. "And I want you two kids to be good, you hear?" She handed them some money. "You can have something to eat at the cafe. I should be back before you go to bed."

"Who you gonna see, Mother?" Sharon asked. "That man with the tow truck?"

"It's none of your business," Kathy replied. "But, yes. We're going to have coffee and talk about, that damned car."

"How long are we gonna be here, Mom?" Jimmy asked.

"I don't know," Kathy said. "I hope we can leave tomorrow."

She kissed them on the cheek, warned them about being good again, then left.

It was after she had gone that she remembered Sharon's pretty little tits were showing through her t-shirt. She hoped they wouldn't get any naughty ideas. They were too young, she thought, to think about such things.

Sharon and Jimmy stood facing one another, giggling together. Jimmy stared at his sister's tits, his cock swelling inside his shorts.

"You wanna play," Jimmy?" Sharon asked.

"If you wanna," he answered.

Sharon lifted the leg of his wet shorts. Seeing his cock jut out, she giggled wickedly, then yanked his shorts down before Jimmy knew what she was doing. They hung at his knees, his cock and balls showing.

"Hey!" he grunted, and tried to yank his sister's shorts down. They were too tight.

Sharon laughed.

Jimmy grabbed her t-shirt at the neck, stretching it out from her body.

"I see your tits!" he laughed.

"I don't care," Sharon said, grabbing for his cock. "I can see your thing."

"That's my cock, not a thing," Jimmy retorted.

He turned loose of her t-shirt, and it outlined her pretty tits again. He cupped them, giving her a squeeze. Sharon began to melt, her legs shaking as her brother clung to her tits with both hands. She held his cock in hers, feeling it swell into hardness. They stood close together, Jimmy caressing his sister's tits while she clung to his growing cock. They looked into each other's eyes, both of them starting to shake with young hungers.

The head of Jimmy's cock touched Sharon's thigh, and when she felt the wetness on her skin, she mewled in a low voice, squeezing his cock hard. Jimmy shoved his shorts down with one hand and stepped out of them. Sharon began to purr like a kitten.

"I'm gonna take mine off, too," she said. Jimmy gazed with hot eyes as his sister removed her wet t-shirt and shorts. He had not realized his sister was so pretty. Her golden hair fell just past her shoulders, her wonderfully blue eyes wide and innocent. Her small tits were flawless, rounded and hard with perky pink nipples. She hardly seemed to have a waist at all. Her legs were very long, like their mother's.

"Do you know how to do it, Jimmy?" Sharon asked softly.

"I think so," he replied.

"I think you're supposed to stick it in me, Sharon said, showing no fear or nervousness, only a wild, shivering hunger. "I think that's how you do it."

His cock jerked up and down, wet at his piss hole.

Sharon stepped back against one of the double beds. She sat down, then lay back, opening her legs wide, watching Jimmy's cock. Her succulent cunt felt hot, very hot; Jimmy gazed between her thighs, staring at the sugary pussy-slit.

"It looks kinda small, Sharon;" he said.

"It's supposed to fit," his sister replied. "It's supposed to go in me."

"Let's try," Jimmy grunted, his cock throbbing, his balls aching. "Let's try it, Sharon."

"Okay," she agreed, scooting higher on the bed, her legs spread as wide as she could get them.

Jimmy lay across his sister's naked body. He felt her tight tits burning at his chest. His cock slid between her thighs and across her cunt, throbbing at her golden pussy hair. Sharon wiggled, panting because it felt so goad.