Nancy Kittridges Fall From Grace Ch 05

(Note: All of the characters in this story are fictional, bearing no resemblance to anyone living or dead, and they are all at least 18 years of age. Also note: This story contains descriptions of incest.)

They drifted along in silence now, waiting for Jules to regain tumescence. Nancy continued to toy with his limp member. She wanted to blow him. More, she wanted him to lick her cunt. She just didn't know how to ask. Jules broached the subject for her.

"You know you can help me out by putting it in your mouth."

Nancy was taken aback.

"You can do the same thing for me, you know," she fired back.

"Joey didn't teach you how to suck dick either?"

"No. He did not. But I seen you sucking Delphia's pussy. So I know you know how to do that much."

"You want your pussy sucked?"

"Well....yeh. I was hoping I wouldn't have to ask."

Jules looked down at her pubic mound. It was bristly and crisp, with none of the sticky jism that matted her pubic hairs earlier. Jules began to feel that familiar steady burn in his abdomen indicative of an impending erection. His cock stirred.

"Don't you think you're taking this sibling sex thing a bit too far?" Jules asked.

"I'm not forcing you to do it. I'm just wondering what it feels like," Nancy replied.

Jules took another look at her pussy. Damn!! His sister was fine as fuck!! It was as if he was just noticing now. Nancy knew what he was looking at. She roiled her pubic mound appetizingly to invite him south.

After a moment's pause for consideration, Jules reached down to dip two fingers into her syrupy slit. Nancy opened her legs a bit to accommodate him. Quietly now, they masturbated each other. Jules drew his fingers up to his nostrils for a sniff. Nancy did the same. She flicked out her tongue for a taste. In this manner they prepared themselves for oral consideration.

Jules' cock, once limp and drained, began to fill and expand. It raised up from his pubic mound to roll onto his hip. Nancy took it in her small fist to stroke it. Jules immersed his middle and ring fingers fully into her cunt. Neither of them hit the sweet spots necessary for full arousal; mutual masturbation is often the filler between warmer, wetter fare.

When his cock firmed up fully and Nancy made no move to suck it, Jules decided to take matters into his own tongue. He positioned Nancy again on her back with her legs spread widely. Noting his erection, Nancy thought she was in for another comprehensive drilling. Jules nudged up between her legs to give her a good look at his manhood. It was spectacularly impressive. Jules loved to watch a woman's pussy gape open and shut in anticipation of insertion. As a tease, Jules took his cockhead to paint swirls into her slit. This move had never failed to slosh up an erect, eager clitoris. Nancy's furry twat was no exception. It fairly glowed in expectation of merger.

Instead of probing into her pinkness, however, Jules bent to nuzzle his nose in her slosh. Nancy's eyes widened. This was it!!

Jules inhaled her aroma with each nostril, becoming increasingly inebriated with female funk. By the time his tongue flickered forth, Nancy too was roiling in the opiate of cunnilingus. She held his head in place and fucked his face slowly, savoring the flavor of his tongue.

For a woman there's nothing like getting head. It is an entirely sensual experience, freed from the frustration of early withdrawal or pre-mature ejaculation. Nancy's pussy flared alive with each lap of her brother's tongue. Already slick with cum, an unfettered current of pussy juice flowed into Jules' mouth. Her hips churned. She'd fantasized about having a tongue to fuck. The reality turned out to be better than the fantasy.

Jules' experience with Delphia told him he needed to mix up the patter. Delphia would cum extravagantly as he licked her. She would lose her mind if and when he inserted a finger into her bum while lapping at her clit. She would faint if he slipped his tongue up into her muscular sphincter. And, if he interspersed the action with a good, hard dick (accompanied by a furious pace), Delphia knew Nirvana.

Jules tried all of these permutations now. His first attempt at analingus caused his sister to cum so explosively she pushed him away. She needed to catch her breath. Jules now plugged her hole with cock for a few iterations before continuing tongue-ward. Nancy came again. This time she let him have at it. The alternating combination of dick and tongue was blissfully amazing.

In time Jules' oral ministrations left Nancy prostrated on the bed. She was comatose with ecstasy, awash in sweat, trembling uncontrollably. She stank from every orifice, but most especially from her armpits and her cunt. She smelled like a sweaty jockstrap. In Jules' estimation she was in no condition to suck dick. That was OK. He was in a fine lather himself. He mounted her and soon relieved himself of another screeching batch, leaving a huge gout of semen festering in her pussy. Nancy's best response was to clench up as his jism poured into her. This twisted orgasm caused them both to faint dead away. When they awakened forty-five minutes later, a sticky honeycomb of drying semen connected their abdomens. Worse, their parents would soon be home.

The siblings leapt from the bed and rushed to shower. Little could be done about the pall of sexual funk hanging over Nancy's bedroom. They could only hope that her mom didn't come downstairs to visit. By the time the Kittridge parents walked in Jules lounged diffidently on a Lazy-boy chair in the family room, watching TV. Nancy busied herself cleaning the kitchen. They showed no hint of the incestuous depravity that they'd been engaged in.

The Kittridges ignored Jules. Abby Kittridge made it her business to regale Nancy with the high points of the meeting she'd missed. It was truly a spiritual feast, a loving provision by the Watchtower Society for the benefit of the sheep. Sisters Bainbridge and Sampson gave a stirring presentation. Brother Romeo's talk was especially moving. And everyone involved certainly appreciated the sound biblical principles set forth therein.

"Oh, Nancy, you missed it!! It was GLORIOUS!!!"

No such commentary went Jules' way. He was disfellowshipped.

The Kittridge parents and younger children dressed for bed and drifted off to sleep. Only then did Jules finally get his blowjob.