Disclaimer: All characters portrayed are over 18 years old at the time of any sexual activities depicted in this story. The tale contains incestuous sex between consenting adults. It also takes place in the early 1970s, so it is not meant to be sexist or homophobic, but during that time, those things were the way of the world. Some of the events actually took place. Of course, names were changed, and embellishments made to make the story complete.
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This chapter starts a little slow but ends with a bang. Enjoy!
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KISSING COUSINS PT. 3: Onward to the Beach
Molly was eagerly awaiting our arrival. I'm sure she was anticipating the time we would have at the beach and the enchanting vistas that nature would provide for our adventure. At the time, the beaches along the Gulf Coast were pristine, untouched by commercial development. Beautiful, golden sand dunes, covered in copious amounts of luscious sea oats, played upon the image from the blue sky to the horizon. Bordered from the south by the incredible blue-green clarity of the Gulf of Mexico, the gentle waves crashed harmlessly on the shore. In the few areas that were developed, palm trees, palmettos, banana trees, and other attractive exotic plants had been established, giving the aura of a tropical paradise.
When Molly got into the car, she reached over and kissed me tenderly on my cheek and rubbed my cock through my shorts. The reception Dez received was more extreme as she planted a formidable kiss on her lips, opening her mouth to slip her tongue gently inside.
As I was backing out of their driveway, I noticed the drapes from Molly's front window fall back into place. It seemed to me that someone had been watching as Molly got into the car. Molly sensing my curiosity almost instantly commented.
"That was Johnny. I saw him lurking in the living room before I walked out the door," Molly said, referring to her slightly older brother.
"What's going on with him?" I asked.
"You know how he feels about you, Ricky. I could've asked him if he wanted to come, but I didn't get to talk to y'all first. If he had come along, all he would've been doing is pining away to suck you off and maybe get you to screw him in the ass. I really didn't want to share him, or even take the possible chance that he would want to try straight stuff with Dez."
"It might be fun to include him, Molly," Dez commented with a twinkle in her eye. "Perhaps he might want to fuck his little sister, too." With that simple comment, Dez busted out laughing at her lover's expense."
"I think that would be cute and could be a little turn-on," adding my two cents to the ribbing, snickering as little as I could but obviously mirthful in my expressions.
Molly sat quietly for a moment, suddenly becoming stoic. Finally, after several moments of not moving, she commented. "I've fucked Johnny."
"What the fuck...?" both Dez and I shouted almost simultaneously.
"Cindy is responsible. She thought it would be great to try to get him away from sucking dicks. I mean, people are beginning to talk about Mama's 'queer-boy,'" Molly started. "It was her plan to seduce him herself, but it seemed Johnny had already had enough of Cindy's teasing bullshit, so he didn't trust her. As a matter of fact, Johnny called her 'a self-centered, conniving little bitch-whore' and then, seemingly upset, ran off."
"Man, oh, man!" I exclaimed.
"So Cindy told Marsha that it became her responsibility to try to make Johnny straight. Marsha refused, saying that the little brat could do what he wanted. Then Cindy cornered me and told me it was on my shoulders. I promised that I would have a talk with him, but I didn't promise I would fuck him," Molly continued.
"Johnny and I have always been close, more than we actually are to our older sisters. I knew I could talk to him about how he was embarrassing Mama. What I didn't understand was that big brother was ready for the talk. He knew what I wanted to talk about, having planned to reject Cindy from the get-go. For some reason, Johnny sensed that Marsha would refuse to go along with Cindy's plan. I would soon find out that he had been perving on me for as long as he had erections, even while Johnny had been having flings with his boyfriends. My brother told me he had been listening as Cindy had been plotting to intervene, and decided to use the opportunity to seduce me. I was completely unprepared, of course. His attack was direct and unmerciful."
"He planned it so he could screw you?" Dez asked incredulously.
"It was all about the incest; he told me it turned him on, but he couldn't tolerate Cindy's bullshit, and he knew Marsha wouldn't put up with his. Crap, I was to find out that he was only sucking guys' dicks to get our attention."
"You mean he's been sucking guys off to get noticed? He's not really queer?" I inquired, feeling my angst rising. "That kinda pisses me off."
"Come to find out, he likes both. I'd heard the whispers, girls murmuring about what a great fuck he is and how they loved sharing him with their boyfriends, those who've thought about sex with a guy but didn't do it because they were scared. They have girlfriends, and I guess they think that makes it okay. But there's another thing they like about him. I'd hear whispers about the special attribute that made him exciting to both the girlfriend and her boyfriend. Still, I never knew for sure what made Johnny so special." Molly smiled meekly, beginning to sniffle as she told the tale. "I found out when he fucked me, though."
"What's that? What could be so special about Johnny?" Dez asked as she reached for Molly to pull her tight.
"His cock is huge. I had a hard time getting it in me. I certainly couldn't get more than his head in my mouth when he tried to get me to suck him off. When it finally fit in my pussy, I felt nearly too full. The little shit told me he had problems fucking girls because of the size of his cock. Some of them were intimidated and would shy off. The girls who loved sharing him with their boyfriends were experienced and had been screwing around for a while. He really liked the innocent ones who had no experience. Most of them wouldn't screw anyway, but when they saw the size of his thing..."
"How big is it?" Dez asked.
