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"An Animal Heat", canine, incest, pedo, anal (2/4) 

AnmlHeat 1/7 "An Animal Heat"

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	The following story contains descriptions of explicit sex.
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her instead of her sister was beginning to sound very good. And
besides, hadn't she willingly offered Duke to her? She must want
her to have the best orgasm she could. Kitty resolved that if her
sister wanted her to have such a wonderful orgasm, she was not
about to turn it down. She stared at the stunning brunette still
lying between her widespread thighs which she had slowly lowered
to the bed. Her lust-inflamed emotions were still controlling her
wantonly sprawled young body, and she found that she could hardly
wait to sample more of the wonderful dog's abilities.
	"He's so beautiful, Kitty. I know you'll love it," the older
sister whispered hotly. "I want you to enjoy your stay with me as
much as possible, and there is no better way than to have Duke
fuck you. As long as you stay with me, you can have him any time.
I want you to know that." As she spoke, she raised up on her
knees, her cherry-nippled breasts swaying tantalizingly over
Kitty's face, and then she was turning to pet the panting German
shepherd who stood beside her on the bed.
	Kitty stared at both of them, the feeling that she was closer
to her sister now than ever before making her tingly all over.
Still, she could hardly think about everything that was happening,
not with the passion Janet's sensuous oral lovemaking had set off
inside her. God...! It couldn't end... not like this. She had
to cum... she had to have release... and Janet, the woman who
had caused these sensations must have the same release. She
didn't know what to think, and she decided that she would allow
her older sister to do what ever she thought best.
	"Are you ready, Kitty?" she heard her loving sister moan.
	"Yes," was all Kitty was able to say. Her body was still
writhing as she fought to keep the delightful sensations flowing
in her loins during this interlude.
	"Good. Get up on your knees! Go ahead, turn over and get up
on your knees," she said. Kitty did as she was told, spreading
her legs as wide as she could. She could feel Janet's hot breath
against her skin, and Kitty closed her eyes, feeling that there
had never been a more loving sister in the whole world.
	There was a tightness in Kitty's erotically quivering belly
as she lowered her face to the pillow, the vulnerability of her
exposed and upthrust loins behind her a delightfully naked feeling
she had never known, not even with her first and only lover. She
tingled inside at the thought of her sister licking her cunt,
wishing that she would again return her head to her vaginal lips.
Her pussy was on fire, and she wondered what was taking Janet so
long to do what she was going to do.
	"Get ready, Kitty, darling. I promise you a treat unlike
anything you've ever had before," Janet hissed in a feverish
whisper.
	Her naked buttocks raised high and her tremoring thighs
spread wide, Kitty tried to twist her head with cheek still
pressed to the pillow to get some idea of what was about to happen
behind her kneeling body. She saw Duke standing with ears perked
and open-jawed, his long pink tongue hanging loose and to one side
as his rounded eyes gleamed at her salaciously displayed ass-
cheeks. At the same time, she saw and felt Janet's hands on the
stretched ovals of her upthrust buttocks, spreading them apart as
far as she could.
	"There, Duke," Kitty heard Janet's lust-filled voice say.
"Have you ever seen anything more inviting than that? Oh, Kitty,
you have the most beautiful, tiniest asshole in the whole world.
I have to kiss it."
	A passionate shiver rippled over Kitty's naked young body as
she felt her older sister's face nuzzling warmly between the half
moons of her spread-open buttocks... then the delightful
sensations her moistened lips enticed as they pressed hotly
against the tiny sensitive opening of her puckered anus. Her
wildly searching tongue followed up to lick and probe, pressuring
slightly into the reflexively clenching orifice, while Kitty
gasped in pleasure beneath the brunette widow's lascivious
mouthing. Duke's whimper floated to her ears, and then Janet's
delicious manipulations stopped.
	"All right, all right, lover," Kitty heard her sister say.
"Now it's your turn. Go ahead while I open her beautiful little
pussy-hole for you."
	Janet coaxed the dog with smooth, gentle words, and Kitty
found her self trying to spread her nakedly straining thighs even
wider, picturing the appearance of her own voluptuous nakedness in
her mind's eye. She heard the dog's excited panting, and sensed
his hot breath against the soft white mounds of her buttocks, then
she felt his long, laving tongue slithering hotly into the smooth
crevice separating them. Again, Kitty moaned at the electrifying
contact, immediately feeling the feverish impulses of lust
stabbing wildly through her warmly secreting pussy and quaking
belly. Janet had no way of knowing that Duke had already licked
her to orgasm once. She decided not to tell her, though, that she
had already felt the heavenly bliss of her animal-lover's tongue
in her cunt. It might spoil the feeling of giving, Janet was
obviously experiencing. All that mattered anyway, at least now,
was that she had to cum. She could not think of anything else.
	Kitty felt Janet's hands firmly clutching at her upraised
buttocks, pulling the soft cheeks farther apart to give Duke full
access to her widely gaping anus. His hot tongue wetly caressed
it, then drove lower to splay open her tender blonde-fringed pussy
lips, grazing the seething pink clitoral flesh on its way to her
hardened little clitoris. She gasped out in impassioned joy,
trying to inch her knees even farther apart and open the pulsing
pink crevice between her straining thighs to him. His long,
curling animal-tongue thrust ardently, sweeping in a burning
liquid flame through the sizzling wet inner flesh of her loins and
flickering at the tiny grasping mouth of her tight vagina,
stroking her hungrily offered loins to a still more intensive heat
before he suddenly moved into an unexpected position, astonishing
the young girl as she knelt before him.
	Kitty tensed as her sister's massive pet's furry body crowded
in close against her upraised buttocks. She was abruptly aware
that Duke was standing on his hind legs, his powerful forelegs
gripping at the naked flesh of her hips.
	And then Kitty knew what her sister had meant when she said
Duke was going to fuck her!



					  Chapter 3

	A wave of shock passed through Kitty's drug-hazed mind. She
had first thought that Duke was going to lick her to orgasm, just
as he had when she first discovered his talents. That was the
assumption she had made when Janet said Duke was going to fuck
her. But she could tell now that she had been wrong! Janet's
huge pet was actually going to thrust his dog-cock into her
vagina, she knew now. She wanted to say something, felt that
perhaps she should say something. She had never thought of
allowing Duke to fuck her like this, and she was not sure what she
thought about it. She did know, however, that the searing
sensations her sister had created in her loins were begging for
release, and she could not allow the strangeness of being fucked
by a dog stop her now.
	Her thoughts raced through her mind with the speed of light,
and in that very brief span of time, her aware older sister sensed
Kitty's hesitation as she tried to make a decision.
	"You needn't worry, Kitty, darling," she said in a low
soothing voice. "I've found that nothing I've ever tried is as
good as having Duke ram his cock up into my cunt. I'm sure you'll
feel the same way."
	Kitty's desire-inflamed brain whirled with thousands of
thoughts at once, and she hardly heard her sister's reassuring
words. There were only two thoughts that stood out enough for her
to deal with. One was the total fascination she found in the very
concept of having Duke fuck her. The other was the searing
throbbing in her cunt, a throbbing that had to be satisfied, and
soon. If not, she was sure she would go insane. Was it possible
that Duke could satisfy that aching desire?
	Her mind reeled, her naked young curves trembling to the
erotic stimulation the two tongues had fired in her drug-
sensitized vaginal flesh. She turned her head around and could see
everything. She stared questionally at the sight of the dog's
body tightly locked with hers, sensually moaning at the lust-
inflaming vision. The bestial desire of the huge German shepherd
astride her wide-spread white ass-cheeks sent irresistible charges
of seething passion raging through her quivering body! Then, as
she became more accustomed to the dog's body, she saw it, gasping
at the breathtaking sight of his glistening, deep red cock
slipping from its furry sheath, wet, almost glowing and hard, the
tapered length wiggling wantonly as it inched forward, its bevel-
topped head reaching and probing the wet pink slit of her feverish
cunt. And she knew then that there was no doubt that the dog
would be able to quench the raging fires smoldering in her tongue-
lashed vagina. She felt Duke's powerful animal-body jerk against
her smooth buttocks, saw his thickly dangling cock trying to
penetrate the tiny mouth of her upturned vagina.
	He whined aloud, almost in desperation, his forepaws making
new demands against her naked hips as he jerked and stumbled on
his hind legs, eagerly struggling to bury the sleek, throbbing
spear of his raw animal hardness up inside her steaming pussy
hole.
	Kitty stared at it all, her neck straining so that nothing
escaped her attention. She could hear her own breathing, heavy
and thick with a passion she had never known before. She shifted
her buttocks in wanton and inviting little circles back at the
still growing dog-cock, hypnotized by its glistening red dance,
the tension inside her reaching an unbearable degree. And she
made her decision. She knew then that the wonderful, beautiful
dog-cock would be able to satisfy her... and she wanted it. She
knew as soon as her sister's dog's cock made the first
delightfully searing contact with her vaginal lips. She wanted
Duke's long thick cock burning right up into the aching depths of
her throbbing hot pussy.
	"I want him to fuck me, Janet," she pleaded. "Oh, God, I
want him to fuck me so badly. Help him... help him put his cock
up inside my cunt!"
	"I am helping, Kitty, darling. I'm holding your ass open to
him. You'll have to reach back and help him too," her sister
panted.
	Kitty understood what her sister was telling her. Reaching
back between the yawning white columns of her thighs, she grasped
the dog's slippery hardness, spread the silken curls of her vaginal
hair with its cone-shaped head, and guided the hot thick tip into
her wetly nibbling vaginal lips! At the same time, his actions
controlled by the wild nature inherent in all animals, the lust-
driven German shepherd humped forward, bursting his solid cock
from her grasp as he fucked deep into her hungrily acquiescing
pussy channel. Wider and wider, he stretched the moist, sensitive
passage, sending his flesh-searing rod slicing delightfully up
into the churning wet heat of her quaking belly!
	"Aaaaaahhhhhh... ggggooooodddddd," Kitty moaned as she felt
herself being stuffed full to the brim in Duke's unbroken forward
lunge. She continued to watch behind her with wide-eyed
fascination as the huge, scarlet length of blood-swollen dog-cock
slithered in with a fierce wet charge, burying itself up to the
hilt in her wide-stretched vagina. She both felt and saw her new
lover's heavy, sperm-bloated balls swing savagely down, smacking
flat against her golden, soft pussy-hairs as her breath escaped
from her lungs.
	The totally encompassing sensation of inner expansion came
with a delayed impact to explode through her widely, delightfully
impaled loins, forcing a guttural sound from her half-opened lips.
	"Oooooohhhhhh... Oh, my God!!" she moaned, her widening eyes
gaping unseeingly as her panting animal-lover began to fuck
rapidly up into her cunt from behind. She could no longer keep
her eyes on the arousing scene of the dog-penis ramming into her
vagina, and she returned her head to the pillow, allowing it to
jar against the feathery cushion from the dog's every powerful,
breast-quivering charge. Kitty tried to concentrate on the
sensations created by his long, thick, scarlet cock plunging wetly
up between her open thighs as she began to move wantonly backward
to meet his breathtaking lustful strokes.
	She totally forgot about her sister's presence as frenzied
sensations of sheer lust spread through Kitty's sensually slaving
body heaving backward onto the relentless dog-cock skewering
deeper and deeper up into her flame-filled belly from behind.
Furiously, the huge German shepherd battered his loins against his
Kitty's supple ass-cheeks, his pulsing rod of flesh sinking each
time to its full blood- hardened extent up into the moistly
sucking depths of her clasping vagina! Whimpering uncontrollably,
Kitty rotated her buttocks around and around the pleasure-giving
shaft in a building wanton furor, grinding her greedily clinging
vaginal flesh back over the length of piercing animal-cock in
sharply aroused need.
	The unmistakable beacon of her approaching orgasm flashed
through the young girl's passion-crazed body then, a fantastic
promise of still greater bliss soon to come. It coiled through
her seething loins like a showering burst of fireworks, and singed
the underside of her trembling belly with its loin-tingling
sensations. She moaned in lustful intoxication as the jagged
edges of her mounting sensual rapture stabbed at her abdomen, and
pressed her head tighter against the pillow, totally enveloped by
the sensation of her darling dog-lover's long thick penis wetly
thrusting up between the soft whiteness of her absorbing buttocks,
his savage fucking tempo coming in rapid, pistoning strokes. She
could feel her own pink cunt-flesh moistly clinging to his huge,
handsome hardness when he pulled out of her, then again entering
back up inside her hungry passage with each new thrust, his heavy,
cum-laden balls solidly pummeling her unprotected clitoris below
between the blood-swollen lips of her lust-inflamed pussy!
	Kitty's brain was spinning with the effect of such never-
before experienced sexual totality. Her mind's eye feasted on the
vision she conjured of her full white breasts, suspended and
quivering beneath her body as she closed her eyes and allowed the
delight of the wild, animal-fucking she was receiving wash over
her. In her drug-hazed mind, they seemed to ripple like ripe
mounds of lush, pink-tipped fruit before Duke's breathtaking
battering. She imagined the flailing veil of her long blonde hair
as she began to toss her head against the pillow in a maddening
cadence to the thorough fucking the darling dog was pounding into
her. Pleasurable moans were hissing loudly from her heaving
chest, and the sound of her own lust-enticed voice raised her to
even greater heights of sexual arousement.
	"Oh... lover... Duke, darling... fuck me... fuck me hard
and deep...!" she cried at the panting, wildly humping dog. "You
know what to do... Hard... harder... ffffffuuuuuucccccckkkkk
...!"
	The passionate, pleading tone in her voice let Duke know he
was pleasing her. He whined in panting response as he hammered
again and again up into her tight, slippery vagina from behind.
He knew he was bringing her joy by the way she was thrusting her
soft cunt willingly back onto his aching animal hardness. The wet
heat of her human vaginal passage was clenching greedily at him,
even more so than his mistress's ever had, and his blood pounded
hotly through his straining body for her.
	He felt the dribbling wetness against his throbbing loins as
it trickled down against the smooth, soft backs of her thighs from
where he was locked into her loins. His tongue hung loose and
dripping from his open jaws with the fierce pressure growing
inside his raging loins. And then, he saw his mistress's naked
white body crawling upward on the bed toward the first female's
face, although he hardly paid any attention. The only thing that
mattered to the animal was his hardness thundering up into the
hotly milking core between the blonde's long white legs.
	"It's lovely, isn't it, Kitty? Just like I said it would
be," Janet whispered as she pressed her face close to her wildly
undulating sister. "Was the one man you made love with as
exciting as Duke? I'll bet you thought you could never be
satisfied by my pet."
	Kitty was only marginally aware of her sister's talking, and
she tried her best to answer. "Oh... God, Jan, it... it's
wonderful... beautiful... I love it... I love it..." Kitty
gasped, her long blonde hair flailing as she tossed her head from
side to side against the pillow in undeniable pleasure. Vaguely,
she realized that Janet was positioning herself supine right
beside her head on the pillow, spreading her white shapely legs
wide apart and inching her curved lips downward until her golden
brown, curled-covered loins were directly above Kitty's face.
Then she raised her body so that she was sitting against the
headboard of the bed, her hands stroking down over the smooth
white flesh of her belly and hips, moving inward with extended
fingers toward the pouting, hair-fringed cunt-lips so erotically
placed there.
	Fascinated by the added sight that met her now open eyes,
Kitty tried to hold her breath steady, a close to impossible feat
with the darling German shepherd's huge cock pummeling her with
air-hammer velocity. Her mouth watered with unfamiliar desire as
Janet's fingers slowly spread her own fleshy cunt-lips apart from
either side, the pink inner-flesh glistening moistly as it clung
and then separated viscidly before Kitty's avid stare.
	Janet held her pussy lips open so that the soft wet inner
folds were completely revealed in a tantalizing, pinkly shimmering
display, her pulsing clitoris quiveringly erect, the tiny slit of
her urethra clearly visible, while the secreting oval of her
vaginal mouth worked hungrily in search of something to fill it.
The sorrel curls bordering the pink, desire-moistened flesh
contrasted sharply with the smooth whiteness of her hotly heaving
belly and widespread thighs, and Kitty knew that she could not
resist the mouth-watering feast offered so lovingly to her.
	"That's right," Janet whispered as Kitty inched her mouth
toward the shining vaginal flesh, "Lick my cunt. You'll love it as
much as I know I will."
	Kitty knew she would like licking her sister's cunt. She
remembered the few times she had done it in college, and she had
liked it. She had wanted to lick Janet's while the older woman
was sucking and licking her pussy, but she had not gotten the
chance. Now she was determined to give her sister the same total
pleasure she herself was receiving. She slowly moved her face
closer and closer toward the older woman's nakedly waiting loin,
her eyes riveted on the lascivious sight. Only once in her life
had she been this close to another woman's cunt, and that had not
been as exciting as this. She wanted to touch it, to lick it, to
do everything in her power to show her sister how much she loved
her.
	Then Janet's hands moved away, letting the resilient outer
lips of her cunt fold back in to kiss each other, leaving just a
slender pink slit that was even more enticing to her. Kitty
studied its long, tongue-beckoning line downward to where it
joined the rounded white ovals of her buttocks just above the
crinkled circle of Janet's tight little anus. A heady essence, a
perfumed spice of desire-heated air stung at her nostrils then,
causing them to flare excitedly as she felt the older sister
suddenly reach beneath her to cup her swollen, nipple-straining
breasts. A white-hot flame of lust surged within Kitty as she
greedily spread her passionate sister's flushed cunt-lips open
with her thumbs, and mindlessly thrust her tongue greedily into
the shimmering liquid flesh!
	While Janet's voluptuous body squirmed in naked pleasure and
moans of lust-enticed joy gurgled up from her throat, Kitty's
young brain whirled in the overwhelming passion seizing all
control from her cock-stuffed body. She whimpered into the hot,
fluid flesh of Janet's wide-splayed cunt in time to the maddening
dog-fucking she was getting from behind, while she eagerly
explored with her tongue every inch of her sister's secret
hollows, probing and stabbing at the pungent tasting flesh of the
freely secreting pussy lips. Her tongue raced up inside the older
sister's seething vagina, feeling the pulsating clasp of her inner
walls as she rotated her tongue like a corkscrew through the soft,
searing hot flesh. Then she wiggled the very tip of her snake-
like organ into the gasping older woman's tiny urethral slit,
taunting it for nearly a full minute before dropping down to do
the same thing to the tiny puckered anal opening below. Finally,
with a long sweeping lick back up again, she zeroed in on her
sister's frantically palpitating clitoris, alternately caressing
and stabbing at the tiny erect bud, sucking it between her soft
ovaled lips, gently aggravating it, nipping at it with the edges
of her teeth.
	"God... oh God! Oh God!!" the darker older sister moaned in
lustful torment as a searing wave of all-enveloping delight washed
through her body. "Oooooohhhh... shove your fingers up my cunt
and ass while you lick it... both together... aaaaaaaahhhhhh...
Please!!"
	A series of screaming little sensations shot through Kitty's
erotically tingling nerve centers at her sister's graphic request.
She was enticed as much by the thought of what it must feel like
to be so totally ravaged as she was by the licentious thought of
actually doing it. With open mouth and lips immersed in Janet's
wetly secreting cunt, Kitty excitedly placed the thumb and fuck-
finger of her one hand at the two nakedly presented little holes.
Gently forcing first her middle finger, she slipped its tip just
inside the tightly resisting elastic opening of Janet's asshole,
then, insinuating the other in her hotly nibbling vaginal mouth,
she plunged the pair of stiffened fingers fully up into the
writhing girl's burning channels!
	''Aaaaaahhhhhh... God yessssssssss... Uuuuuuhhhhhhhh...
That's it... fuck me... fuck me with your fingers... hard...
fuck me hard...!" the older woman moaned, her voluptuous body
jerking convulsively as it began an age-old rhythm of undulation
up against Kitty's enveloping mouth and salaciously plunging
fingers. "Ooooohhhhh, harder, darling... fuck harder...
aaaaahhhh... bite my clitoris... aaaaaaeeeeee... like that...
aaaaahhh... I'm going to cum... I'm going to cccccuuuummmm...!"
	And then Kitty was aware once again of the dog fucking in and
out of her vaginal passage from behind once again. She could feel
Duke's thickly expanding cock plowing without cease into the soft
hot depths of her churning belly with its hard pointed tip! Her
burning pussy-channel was totally stuffed with its rampaging
hardness, her feverishly clasping vaginal walls working in a
rhythmic spasming action around the long thick shaft of dog-flesh
as if it were a separate entity from the rest of her drug and
lust-crazed body. Her loins throbbed unbearably from the wild
incessant pounding his sperm-bloated balls were giving them. She
was nothing short of being on the verge of sensual insanity...!
	"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh... now... I'm ccccccc uuuuuuu mmmmm
iiiiiii nnn gggg...!!" Janet screamed, her hands frantically
winding in Kitty's long blonde hair as she smothered the younger
sister's face tighter against the wide- split opening of her hotly
spewing cunt!
	Slave-like, Kitty gave herself completely to the pleasure-
bringing task, knowing the heavenly delight her sister had to be
reveling in as she fucked her fingers forcefully up into the wet,
clutching heat of Janet's spasming cunt and anus! As gently as
her lust-driven mind would allow, she tongue-striked the straining
little clitoral bud in her mouth, while her fingers continued to
plunge in and out, in and out... and then she had to stop...
	She raised her head and cunt-smeared face to choke out a
throaty, animalistic cry. Her glazed eyes grew round and
unseeing.
	"Aaaaahhhhhh... It's too much! I'm going wild...!!" But
her voice choked into a strange mixture of sob and ragged sigh,
her head beginning to toss frantically up and down, her long
blonde hair streaming as she began the first erotic contractions
of a violently total orgasm! Wildly, she skewered her undulating
buttocks back onto Duke's long thick cock in lascivious frenzy.
	The first seizure struck her with all the force of a
lightning bolt and she slammed her naked ass-cheeks back hard onto
the deep-thrust red animal cock with a desperate lunge. At the
same time, Duke fucked forward with a deep growl, his massive
animal hardness beginning to spew its scalding dog-sperm deep up
into her madly churning belly in long hard spurts!
	"God... oh God... I'm cumming... cccccc uuuuuu mmmmm iii
nnn ggg...!!" Kitty whimpered, her jerking buttocks beginning to
contract convulsively to the eruption exploding in her loins like
a boiling geyser. She threw her head from side to side in ecstasy
... again looking behind her to see the further arousing sight of
animal and human cum mixing and oozing whitely from her clenching
vaginal mouth still milking hungrily at her animal lover's slowly
deflating cock. Thin rivulets of their sticky white fluids ran
hotly down over her smooth inner thighs... and when she could no
longer watch, she pitched forward on her breasts, her face
glistening and resting against Janet's cum-flooded loins while a
sigh of total, ultimate pleasure escaped her lips... and she
realized that her sister and Duke had made her feel happier than
she ever had before.
	For a long while, neither of them said anything, each lost in
the warm afterglow of their orgasms. Kitty was about to drift
into a blissful sleep when she heard the husky voice of her sister
fill the room. "Think, Kitty, even though that was wonderful,
tomorrow, Mike will be here. Then we'll be a family again... a
real family, just like the way we were when we were children."
	Kitty said nothing, although she smiled at the thought of her
brother joining them the next day. Well, she thought to herself,
we'll be a family again... but not the way we were when we were
all kids. I have the feeling that when Mike gets here, we'll have
fun like we never had when we were growing up.
	She allowed her naked body to rest up against the soft warm
flesh of her older sister's, and she then fell into a peaceful,
dreamless sleep with Duke curled up in a tight ball between their
feet.



					  Chapter 4

	Totally naked and unashamed, Kitty rode the back of Duke
through cloudless skies over the gentle rolling hills by her
sister's home toward some unknown destination. As the dog
galloped through the azure sky, Kitty could feel the delightful
sensations of having his soft, furry back rub against her
sensitive vaginal lips, and with each mounting stride the animal
took, she came closer and closer to orgasm.
	"Kitty!" she heard some far off voice call, "Kitty! Are you
coming? Come on, Sis, time to get up."
	The golden blonde haired girl watched as the image vanished
before her eyes, and suddenly, everything was different. She was
not flying through the air at all. She was in the bedroom of her
sister's cabin. It had all been a dream, one that she would have
liked to continue and finish...
	"Kitty!! Breakfast is ready. Are you awake yet?" Janet
called from the kitchen.
	Now that's a stupid question, Kitty thought to herself as she
got to her feet. How could I truthfully answer no to that? The
thought of telling her sister that she was asleep made her smile,
but as she became more awake, the smile left her lips.
Oooooohhhhh, she ached all over. Her mind still a little foggy,
she let her eyes drop to her naked body, and when they finally
focused, she could see why her muscles were so tired, and why her
loins ached more than the rest of her. Twice the previous day she
had been fucked, and the very fact that her thighs were touching
each other made her still sensitive vaginal lips throb with a pain
that reminded her of her more happy moments with her old lover.
It was a pain that she did not mind having. As she became even
more awake, she found that she had a headache. No doubt from all
that pot, she thought to herself. Wow... that had been some
night... well worth the aches and pains of this morning, well
worth feeling a lot worse than I do.
	As she sat with her feet hanging over the edge of the bed,
having sat back down because her feet were a little wobbly with
her slight hang-over, she could smell her sister's cooking filter
through the cabin. The various aromas mingled in her nose, and as
she picked them out: coffee, eggs, toast, pancakes, sausage, she
realized that she was ravenous. Eating something would make her
feel a great deal better.
	Again getting to her feet, this time managing to keep her
balance, she thought pleasantly of the events of the night before.
She had really thrown herself into the orgiastic fun, and her
brain still reeled from the memory of what it had felt like to
have her cunt licked and fucked so wonderfully, first by her
loving sister, and then by her sister's dog. She would never have
believed that such pleasure was possible. She wondered how she
could match the pleasure she had received only hours ago.
Everything from now on would seem small by comparison. She
thought of her sister, and found that Janet had really shocked
her. She had never dreamed that it was possible for one person to
express herself so totally. And she had never dreamed that her
own need for passionate love had been so great, that Janet could
actually fill that love... and that she had been able to fulfill
her sister's need for the same thing. She never thought she had
it in her... and now that she knew, she wanted to use the talents
her sister had brought out again and again. As she rummaged
through her dresser drawer, she found her terry cloth bathrobe,
one of her favorite pieces of clothing. It was practical without
being too heavy, and even though it came only midway down her
thighs, she found that it was exciting without being too
revealing. A wonderful all-purpose gown. For a brief moment, she
thought of putting on some panties, but she put the thought out of
her mind. What did she have to hide... and from whom? Her
sister was living a totally free life here in the woods, and Kitty
was determined that she was going to share in the freedom. She
might have decided to wear nothing at all, but she could hear the
voice of Janet's son at the table, and appearing naked in front of
the young boy might be the type of freedom even Janet would not
condone.
	Finally, after brushing her long, tangled hair a little, she
stepped out of her bedroom and entered the kitchen.
	"Well, sleepy-head," her sister chirped. "I'm glad to see
you finally got up. I hope you realize it's nearly eight
o'clock."
	"Eight o'clock?" Kitty asked in a hazy voice. "I only get up
that early when I have to go to work. I thought I was on vacation
here." She could not help smiling though. She was glad that her
sister had not let her sleep too late. She wanted to roam around
in the woods some more, and now would have more time to do it. If
she hurried, she would be able to catch some of the animals who
only came out at night before they slept for the day. Janet
placed a plate of eggs and pancakes in front of her, and as she
began to eat, she noticed that she was feeling better already.

					 *  *  *

	Mike Mill tried to relax as he flew at a height of thirty
thousand feet above the sun-drenched fields of the mid-west. It
had been years since he had been on an airplane, and he had
forgotten how peaceful and restful it was, but since it had been
so long, he had also forgotten the problems that can arise at an
airport. The lines, the pushing, the shoving... he was glad that
he had left most of that behind for the harder yet simpler work of
teaching migratory farmers. When he had gotten his sister's
letter, telling him that her husband had died, he had been very
sorry for her. The only time he had met Janet's husband had been
at the wedding, and even though he hardly knew the man, he could
see that he and his sister were very much in love. The real
surprise of Janet's letter, though, had been when she invited him
to visit her at her cabin in the Catskills of New York. After he
had left New York City, he vowed that he would never return to
that rat-race, the same rat-race that had destroyed Janet's
husband. When his plane landed at Kennedy International he told
himself, he would rent a car and drive out of the city as quickly
as he could. He shuddered at the thought of trying to fight the
always heavy New York traffic, especially after all these years of
being away from it, but he would do that much for his sister...
that much and more. And Kitty was going to be there too. That
would make it all the more exciting. He hadn't heard from or
about his younger sister in a long time. He wondered if she had
gotten married, or had found a man at least. She had always been
fairly popular with men, easy to get along with, easy to talk to.
	As his plane glided high above the clouds, his thoughts
drifted from his sisters to a girl he thought he might be in love
with, another worker at his camp who had decided that living in
the large city was getting her nowhere. He had fucked her several
times, and each time was as exciting as the last, sometimes more
so. As he closed his eyes, he found that her vision returned to
him, her long full red hair streaming down her tapered white back,
the full upthrust of her perfect, dark-nippled breasts... her
slender waist and the sweeping flare of her hips and voluptuously
rounded buttocks. He could almost feel her long legs, the
fullness of her cream-white thighs... and the vee of her bright
red vaginal curls up between them... He had been loath to leave
her for this visit with his sisters... but in the long run, he
reasoned, it would be the best thing to do. It would make it all
the more exciting when he returned to her. She was the most
exciting, most arousing girl he had ever met. He himself would
suck... fuck... do anything with a woman that she wanted, but
until he met Susan, he had never found a woman that would satisfy
his endless sexual appetite who was also intelligent. In Susan he
felt he had found the perfect, total woman, and now that he was
away from her, he could feel an emptiness that he knew would not
leave him until he was once again in her arms... and her bed.
Her loving made the hard work of teaching children, many of whom
could not speak English, all the more rewarding, and the two had
come to be accepted as a mother and father image in the camp where
they worked.
	And then he decided that he would put her out of his mind for
the while. After all, he was going to visit the other women in
his life... the only other women he could truthfully say he
loved. And judging from the tone of Janet's letter, it would be a
visit he would not long forget.
	He was finally able to get to sleep, able to relax from all
pushing and shoving at the airport where he had boarded his plane.
He knew he would have to face the same thing when he got off his
plane, but right now, all he wanted to do was sleep.

					 *  *  *

	Kitty felt so much better after her breakfast that she
decided to pack a small lunch and take it with her while she went
wandering around the woods. As things turned out, however, she
did not leave as soon as she wanted. She and her sister began
talking again of their childhood, and before Kitty knew it, it was
time for lunch. Their conversation meandered from one topic to
another, each sister not only catching up on details of the lives
of their old friends, but exploring each other's feelings about
each other. Janet told of her more intimate life with her
husband, how much they had loved each other, how he wanted nothing
but the best for her and had worked himself to death trying to
give it to her.
	"That shows a very great love," Kitty commented. "There are
not many men who would do that for a woman."
	"That may be," retorted Janet, "but if he had really loved
me, he would be here with me today. In a sense, I guess you could
say he left me. Not for another woman, of course, like what
happened to you, but that does not make the pain any less hard to
take."
	From time to time, as the sisters talked, Johnny would come
in and listen for a while. When he had had enough, he would go
outside and play, returning again and listening for a while
longer. Kitty found, during the course of the morning, that she
was becoming very fond of the young boy. He had all of his
father's traits that Kitty could remember from having met Janet's
husband, and the younger woman could tell by the way Janet acted
toward her son that he had been a child of love. Kitty had never
thought it was possible to be closer to her sister than she had
gotten the night before, but she was wrong. As the women talked
and shared their deepest, innermost secrets, Kitty felt a fresh,
vibrant wave come over her. Although neither of them mentioned
the night before, Kitty had the feeling that something like that
might happen again. She was determined that she would not force
it, though. Love between people, Kitty knew, is not forced. It
just happens.
	In time, Kitty decided that she would end the conversation
and spend the rest of the day in the woods. She did not feel as
though she had wasted time talking to her sister, but the forest
was just too lovely for her to stay inside any longer. She had
enough of that when she lived in the city.
	"What time will Mike be here?" Kitty asked her sister.
	"Well... his plane lands around noon... figure about three
hours or so to drive up here from Kennedy... although if I know
Mike, he'll probably get lost..." Both sisters laughed... "I
guess he'll be here around five or so."
	Kitty nodded, pleased that she would have a great deal of
time left in the day to walk around. She wanted to be there when
her older brother arrived.
	"Are you sure you don't mind that I'm leaving you all alone
with all the work of making dinner?" Kitty asked, suddenly feeling
a little guilty.
	"Oh, for Christ's sake," her sister scolded lightly, "you're
my guest... and my sister. I haven't done anything like cook for
a man since... I became a widow. I used to wander around the
woods when I first got here, so I know what it's like. Besides, I
wouldn't want to let my cooking talents slip. You know what they
say about too many cooks."
	Kitty could tell that her sister was sincere in her desire to
do all the cooking alone. Again she felt a fresh wave of
happiness come over her. She couldn't believe that it was so easy
to feel good. Yes, she thought to herself, it will be a real
shame, almost a tragedy to leave this place and go back to St.
Louis.

					 *  *  *

	Even though Kitty had lost all track of time while she
wandered around in the wooded hills, she managed to make it back
to her sister's cabin before Mike had arrived. She was happy that
she had not missed the arrival of her brother, and she was glad
that he had called Janet and told her that he would be arriving at
about six in the evening. That gave Kitty time to take a bath and
get dressed in a way that she knew would please her older brother.
	During her sister's absence, Janet had prepared a meal that
would please a king, going all out to make the things she
remembered her brother liked a deep pot roast, mashed potatoes and
gravy and a beautiful green salad. She had even gone so far as to
travel into the nearest town and buy a bottle of French wine,
something she knew would impress Mike.
	Janet too, decided that she wanted to dress up for him.
After all, she, like her sister, had not seen him in years, and
she wanted to look her best. Living in the woods, the nicest
thing she had was a pretty cotton skirt with matching blouse,
something she only wore on special occasions. Until her brother
had told her he was coming, she had never had a reason to wear it.
	Kitty made her appearance from her bedroom wearing a short
print dress of Indian silk, light blue and yellow in color. Her
small halter did not permit her to wear a bra, which was fine with
her, since she rarely wore them any more. She had wondered if
perhaps the outfit was a little garish and revealing for her
brother, but her fears were laid aside when she saw Janet's
reaction.
	"Sayyyyyy, Sis," the older woman said, "you look like you're
dressed to kill."
	Kitty blushed, surprisingly for her. Then Janet made the
comment that her younger sister was not wearing any pantyhose
either, causing Kitty's blush to deepen in color. As she lowered
her head, her chin rested lightly on the loosely hanging thin
metal chain she was wearing around her neck. She hadn't thought
about it until Janet called it to her attention, but she had
indeed dressed as though she was meeting a boy who was about to
take her out on her first date.
	However, even Janet could not hide her excitement as she
waited for Mike to arrive, and both women sat by the window,
making small talk and almost staring out, looking for his car.
They were both acting like school children waiting for their
father to come home from a long trip, and this thought made them
giddy.
	And then, after what seemed like an eternity, they saw a car
pull up next to the house. Janet jumped from her seat, but she
was a little slower than her younger sister, who not only jumped
from her chair, but ran outside, throwing herself in her brother's
arms as he stepped from the car.
	"Oh, Mike, Mike, Mike, you're here! You're finally here!"
she said as she pressed her head to his shoulder.
	Mike was a little taken aback by his younger sister's
enthusiasm, and the force of her running into his muscular body
nearly threw him against the car. Soon, though, he regained his
bearings, and he placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her
away from his slightly, his face split with an ear to ear grin.
	"Yeah, Sis, I'm here. Now let me take a good look at you.
My God, you've grown up. You look beautiful, Kitty. You really
do. I had no idea how much I missed you until right now," said
her brother.
	Kitty could not suppress her child-like laughter as she and
her brother walked with their arms around each other back into
Janet's cabin. Mike hadn't changed a bit, as far as Kitty was
concerned. He was a little taller, a little more muscular, more
evenly tanned, but aside from that, he was the same person she had
remembered. His faded jeans and patched workshirt added to his
rugged appearance, and everything about him exhibited the fact
that he was a very striking man, a man who knew what he wanted for
himself, and would be satisfied with nothing else.
	As brother and sister entered the cabin, Mike stopped while
he looked over Janet. Her happy tension was obvious as she stood
in the middle of the living room, unaware of what to do as she
allowed her eyes to focus on the tall, athletic frame. Sitting
next to her was Duke, watching with interest as the strange man
entered his mistress's home. Even though he had never seen this
man before, he could sense that he was welcome by both of the
women in his life, and that was good enough for him. He waited
for Janet to say something that would let him know what he should
do, though, as he sniffed intently, hoping that he might be able
to pick up some clue as to who this stranger was.
	"Hello, Mike," said Janet. Her voice was low, and she was a
little surprised to feel that she was shaking all over. She too,
felt as though she was meeting a blind date, and she wished she
could have released her tension as her sister had. It was one of
the few times in her life when she did not know what to do. She
hadn't seen her brother in so long... and she wanted everything
to be the way it had been when they were children. Would her
older brother feel the same way.
	Mike stopped dead in his tracks and Kitty moved away from
him. She had never known her sister to be so tense before, but
she could see that it was a happy tension. "Hello, Janet," her
brother said, and he walked over to her and gave her a big hug.
Instantly, all of Janet's tension washed away, and she allowed
herself to break down into tears of joy.
	"Oh, Mike, you've come home. I've missed you so much... I
was afraid that you had changed somehow, that you might have
forgotten what we all meant to each other when we were children,"
she cried.
	Mike could not help but smile. "I have changed, Jan," he
informed her. "I've become more loving, more concerned for the
feelings of people. And I've missed you, too... you and Kitty."
	The three of them sat down on the couch, and there was a
moment of silence.
	"So tell me what you've been doing," both Janet and Mike
began at exactly the same time. They laughed at the happy
coincidence. Kitty had to fight back another rush of sentiment
when that happened. There was so much to talk about, so much to
catch up on that none of them knew where to begin.
	"Oh, I have to run into the kitchen for a minute, Mike, and
make sure everything is ready," Janet said, getting up off the
couch. "You know, your coming had put me in a wild spin all day.
I hope dinner will turn out all right. It's been quite a while
since I've cooked for... well, for a man."
	The older woman left the living room, and Kitty and Mike sat
and looked at each other. "Janet bought some wine," the younger
sister said. "Would you like some before dinner?"
	"Yes, please," her brother answered. "The drive was really
something. I could use a drink to calm down."
	Kitty entered the kitchen, and she and her sister exchanged
knowing smiles while the younger woman poured three glasses of
wine. In a few moments, the two sisters returned to Mike for some
conversation before dinner. Mike couldn't help noticing how
beautiful his sisters had become, especially Kitty. The older
brother and younger sister had always had a special relationship
with each other, and Mike was glad to know that it had not
changed.
	"You know," he said, looking down at his drink while his
sisters watched him, "it never ceases to amaze me how beautiful
the two of you are. Especially you, Sis," he added, raising his
head and looking at Kitty, who was sitting next to Janet on the
older woman's couch opposite him. The younger girl flushed with
embarrassment at his compliment. "Oh, Mike," she replied softly,
"you were always able to say just the right thing. You could
always make me feel good."
	"I hope it does make you feel good, Sis, because you know
that I mean every word of it," her brother replied.
	The three of them took a few more sips of their drinks, and
finally broke into an easy, friendly conversation. Mike told them
of his life with the farmers, of the girl he had found and his
feelings for her. All the while, he looked again and again at his
younger sister. He had never seen her look so lovely before, and
he was getting thoughts that bothered him. She was beautiful.
Her young girlish body, the one he remembered, had matured into
the round, soft fullness of a full fledged woman, and the
closeness he felt for her was becoming something different than
anything he had ever felt before. He had always loved her when
they were growing up... loved her perhaps more than a brother
usually loves a sister.
	Kitty, too, was feeling a little different than she had
expected. She noticed that her brother was staring at her, and
even though she felt a little uneasy with his glances, she also
found that she enjoyed his stares, and she shifted her body in
such a way that her short dress rose slightly along her thighs,
exposing a great deal of her shapely legs to her brother's
obviously interested glance. Yet she was not teasing her brother.
After what had happened between her and her sister the night
before, she wanted to let her brother know that she could express
love for him in a way she had never been able to before. She was
not certain, however, how he felt about it. He might read
everything wrong.
	"And so," Mike concluded his story, "here I am. Now, suppose
you tell me what's been happening with the two of you."
	Both Janet and Kitty spoke freely, the tension of seeing
their brother for the first time in so long lifted as they renewed
their friendship. Janet told of her life with her husband and how
she had felt after his death. Kitty told of her lover, nearly
breaking into tears when she told her brother how she had been
hurt by the experience. All the while, Mike remained silent, his
mind focusing on her words, but his eyes resting again and again
on the shapely smoothness of her legs and the full, heaving mounds
of her breasts. Against his will, he could feel his cock lurch in
his pants. Was she coming on to him? He couldn't be sure. She
was not acting in a teasing manner, but she seemed to be offering
him her body, something he could not quite understand. While he
listened to her, he noticed that she had grown up in more ways
than mere physical maturity. She was no longer his kid sister.
She acted as though she had become a woman in the years he had
been gone from her. As she described her sex life with the man
who had hurt her so, Mike was amazed that she could talk about it
so casually and freely. That was something she would not have
been able to do in her earlier years. She was also speaking
freely of her sexual depravation. Mike wasn't sure if it was the
liquor affecting her conversation, but he did know that all this
talk was making him very aroused... and the object of his
arousement was his younger sister!
	Janet mentioned that it was about time for dinner, and she
left Kitty and Mike alone for a few moments while she went to
prepare the table. As she left, Mike moved to her seat next to
Kitty. She had been talking about how lonely she felt after her
lover had left her and had worked herself to a case of tears. In
a brotherly manner, Mike took her hand and held it gently in his
own, offering her all the comfort he could. She responded to his
comfort by letting her body go limp against his while she cried on
his shoulder, allowing all her sadness over the experience come
out. He stroked her long blonde hair softly, gently, and he felt
her body relax even more against his. Surprised slightly, Kitty
nevertheless felt her breath shorten a bit, while impulsive
thrills of warm delight raced through her belly. Then he drew her
to him in a brotherly hug, his lips kissing her on the cheek as
her arms slipped around his neck in response. His open hand
smoothed lightly over the exposed flesh of her back to hug her
tightly again. Then he planted fervent kisses on her forehead,
pressuring down firmly... and even though he wanted to, he went
no further.
	"I think dinner should be about ready," she whispered, her
breath oddly heavy when they broke their embrace, neither one
brave enough to admit what they were feeling for each other at
that moment. "And after dinner, Janet has some really fine pot.
Something to really liven things up a bit."
	Mike smiled at her as they stood up and joined Janet in the
dining room. "Now, that's something I could really enjoy," he
told her as he placed his arm around her waist and walked through
the house. As they were about to enter the dining room, he could
not suppress a warm feeling of love rushing over him at seeing her
again after al! these years. She had certainly changed. She was
so sweet and sensitive... he could see that she had been more
deeply hurt by what had happened to her with her lover. It seemed
to him that she was afraid that she would not be able to fall in
love with another man again. He wanted to show her that she
could. He wanted to teach her that it would again be possible.
Too bad she was his sister. She was such a lovely, luscious
person. It was all he could do to fight back the urges he felt to
take her in his arms, to press his lips against hers, to let
himself fall freely into an embrace that was something other than
brotherly love.
	It was as though Kitty had read his mind, for just before
they entered the dining room, while they were still out of sight
from her older sister, she turned her head toward his and placed
her lips firmly on his surprised mouth. They pulled each other's
bodies tightly, and it was only at Mike's insistence that they
finally pulled their bodies away from each other. Kitty was
afraid that she might have pushed him too far, done something he
did not understand, and they entered the dining room in a slightly
tense silence.



					  Chapter 5

	All during dinner, Janet spoke freely of her life since she
and her brother had last seen each other. Kitty and Mike sat next
to each other, their nearness causing a deep, emotional feeling in
each other. Kitty found that she was somewhat uncomfortable in
her brother's presence, an uncomfortableness that came from not
understanding how her brother felt about the kiss she had given
him just before they came to dinner. While Janet talked on and
on, Kitty found herself wanting something more to happen. She
wanted to share the same love with her brother that she had with
her sister the night before, and she was not sure how her brother
felt about it. She wanted to talk to him, alone if possible.
Even though she trusted and loved Janet, she felt that what she
had to say to Mike should be said in private.
	Kitty was a little disappointed that she could not feel the
way she used to with her brother, but it had been so long since
she had been held by a man... And she loved her brother so
dearly, with his strong, handsome good looks and reassuring
personality. Even though she knew better, she found that it was
hard for her to think of him as her brother.
	Mike too, was beside himself with the churning pressure
building in his loins. He had expected to find his kid sister,
but instead had found a lovely, charming woman. Had he grown up
all these years with her, he might not feel this way, he told
himself. But there was no denying that he found in his youngest
sibling a woman who was very like his own girl on the farm. He
wondered if Kitty could tell that his cock was bulging in his
pants. She certainly seemed to be looking at his crotch enough
times.
	After dinner, Janet insisted on doing most of the cleaning
up. "You two are my guests," she told her relatives. "You're
here to have fun. Besides, I'll just throw these dishes in the
dishwasher, and join you in the living room. Suppose you roll
some joints," she said to her brother. "I'll be in to join you
before you can smoke even one of them."
	Kitty and Mike exchanged knowing looks and walked into the
living room, each of them making small talk while the rugged man
rolled pot cigarettes. True to her word, Janet joined them
shortly, and the three of them proceeded to smoke some of the
grass. Before long, they were lost in a haze of drug-induced
happiness. Kitty began talking about how lovely it was in the
woods, how she had wandered around in the nearby forest.
	"You know, Sis," her brother began, "there were times when I
would get stoned and walk around the farm. Suppose you give me a
grand tour of the woods and fields around here."
	Kitty felt her belly flutter at the thought of being alone in
the warm night air with her brother.
	"Yes, Kitty," said Janet. "Why don't you? I can finish
cleaning up here and get things ready for some fun later tonight."
Kitty's older sister gave her a little wink, and although Kitty
did not understand what it meant, she could tell that her older
sister did not mind that she and Mike go romping in the woods.
	It was warm enough outside that neither Kitty or Mike felt
the need for even a light overcoat. As they left the house, Kitty
was amazed at how lovely everything was at night, now that she was
with her brother. The delicious enveloping fog of marijuana, good
food and each other's company made her feel totally at ease, and
she found that she could relax her body against her brother as he
put his arm around her slender waist. For many long moments, they
walked through the woods until they were out of sight of the
house. Neither of them said anything to each other, until
finally, in the darkness of a small wooded area, Mike stopped and
looked into Kitty's eyes.
	"You know, brothers don't usually feel the way about their
sisters that I do now."
	She nodded, and then placed her head against his shoulder.
"I know, darling," she answered softly, her voice hushed and low.
"And sisters don't usually feel like I do right now either."
	There was another long silence. Finally, Mike lifted his
sister's face from him lightly and pressed his mouth softly
against her moist lips, engulfing her in a surge of sweet emotion.
His tongue knifed out to slice between her teeth and her warm
mouth. She was immediately responsive to him, her whole body
thrilling as his big hands went smoothing down her back to encase
the firm, fleshy ovals of her irresistible buttocks, to caress and
cup them as he drew her soft belly and loins up tight against his
rigid cock.
	"It's been so long, Kitty," he whispered. "I haven't seen
you for so many years that you seem like a different woman to me.
I have to get as close to you as I can." The young blonde could
feel the long, thick length of his desire-hardened penis throbbing
hotly against her trembling belly. She couldn't hold back the
short breaths of passion escaping from her lips as they molded to
his, the beautiful prospects of what they were starting dancing
wildly in her brain, along with the heavy feel of masculine
assurance pledged solidly against her lust-incited flesh.
	"Mike, I want you to fuck me... now... here in the woods,"
she said so softly he hardly heard her.
	"And I want you... oh I want to fuck you so badly," he told
her. He couldn't believe what was going to happen. His head was
spinning at the thought of what he was going to do. As she faced
him, he moved in on her once more, pressing her willingly yielding
young body tight to him, his lips lowering hotly to hers, his
tongue again probing the sweet, moist heat of her mouth. She
sucked on it gently, letting the vibrant contours of her body flow
into his.
	"Kitty, darling... I want to love you," Mike said through
the wonderful haze of his grass-filled mind. "I want to love you