Chapter 11

Sarah lay on her bed, one hand inside her nightgown, caressing her breast, the other under it, fingering her pussy. In Kansas, she was used to turning over and seeing Donny in his bed in their bedroom, sometimes making the bed sheets move.

Now she had her own four walls to stare at, and the light from the yard post was shining at an angle across her room. She moved her fingers in and out of her pussy, recalling David and Joan fucking. “David does have a nice-sized cock on him. I wonder if he’s as passionate a lover as Donny is,” she said to one of her old dolls.

Sarah slipped from her bed, opened her door, and crept past her parents’ door to Donny’s. She turned the knob, finding it wasn’t locked, and entered to see the same light cast a different glow across the floor.

“You can’t sleep either?” He inquired, slightly startling her.

“No. I’m not used to having my own room and you not playing with your dickie,” she smiled.

He folded back the bed sheet to show her his hand stroking his semi-hard cock. “Is this better?”

“Much better.”

Sarah unfastened several more buttons on her nightgown, slipped it from her shoulders, and let it fall to the floor.

“Your body looks more inviting every time I see it naked.”

“You can see me naked as often as you like.”

She hurried into his bed, turning so she could cuddle with him. His upper arm became her pillow as she guided it onto her yearning breast. She guided his other hand between her legs.

“I won’t complain any more if you rub your pretty little ass against my cock.”

“Soon, your big cock should sample my pretty little ass. I love you, Donny. Thank you for taking care of me.”

“You’re welcome, and I love you too.”

“Will you make love with me?” She asked, turning to face him.

“There isn’t a thunder and lightning storm,” he said, glancing out his bedroom window.

“We can practice for the first storm we’ll experience here in Florida.”

“Some day you’ll have a husband who can love you during a storm.”

“Maybe I’ll marry you to be my husband.”

“I don’t think we can marry because we’re blood relatives.”

“We can fuck and commit incest, yet we can’t be husband and wife?”

“I think the laws have something to do with that, and God too.”

“What’s God got to do with it? We’re not religious.”

“Dad is going to have two wives, Mom and Kathy. Why can’t you have Sally and me as your wives?”

“I’m not saying I can’t or won’t. It would be different, that’s all.”

“Imagine all the fucking you could do, and you know that Sally and I have already had sex. We could be just like Mom and Dad.”

“Okay, suck on my cock to get me hard for a nice fuck, my sexy little sister.”

Sarah turned sideways and swept her long hair aside as she took hold of his cock, stroking it and leaning to begin sucking. Donny motioned for her to turn more and placed her leg over his head. He rubbed her tiny ass cheeks, lowering her slit to his tongue. He could feel the sensation around his growing cock as she moaned at the pleasure of him licking her pussy and exciting her clit.

Sarah was pleased; she made her brother’s cock nice and hard, then went to her back. Donny’s body easily covered her petite frame as he lay lightly on her.

“You can think of fucking Joan as you fuck me. I know you will fuck her eventually, just as we know that David will sooner or later fuck me.”

“Don’t fall in love with him. You’re supposed to be my wife, not his,” he teased.

“I won’t. I may have some boys who fuck me, but my heart and body will always belong to you.”