April Fools Sibling Competition - Sex Stories

April Fools Sibling Competition

... face.

"Trust me for fucking once," James hissed.

Pulling her hard, she side-stepped, putting her right foot in, but still seemed to hesitate. James stepped in and pulled her in to speed things along, sliding in as far as he could. His left shoulder touched the back side and his right the door as he pulled it shut just as the gate opened. They were smashed in tight, front to front, with James between his sister's legs.

Like most things Mr. Lambert made, the little door didn't fit very well. There was a gap on the hinge side, and they could see him kneeling with his flashlight to throw the switch on the box.

"I'm working on it, Babe," Mr. Lambert said, rising as Mrs. Lambert entered the gate.

"I know. I just came out to keep you company," Mrs. Lambert said seductively, putting her arms around his neck.

"Oh, Babe," Mr. Lambert said as he drew her into a kiss.

"Mm, I like this," she said, arms still around his neck.

The light from the deck illuminated them pretty well. Mr. Lambert was in a pair of shorts or swimsuit, and Mrs. Lambert was in a bikini. Mrs., Lambert was a beautiful woman with large breasts, and Bill had gotten into many fights when he heard someone say they would love to fuck his mother. James thought it but had never said it.

Mr. Lambert's hand slipped under Mrs. Lambert's top, forcing it up off her magnificent breast.

"William, we can't," she whined but not removing his hand, instead clutching it hard on her tit.

"Why not," he ...

... replied, nuzzling her neck.

"Billy's just inside," she said, luxuriating in his nuzzling.

"If I know him, Billy will be in the pool, not looking for us," he said, pushing her back to lean against the house.

Diane scowled and said almost inaudibly, "What's that?"

James closed his eyes and groaned almost inaudibly.

Wide-eyed, Diane demanded in a whisper, "Are you hard?"

James didn't answer.

"You are hard, you pervert," Diane gasped.

"I'm sorry. We're naked, and you are female, and it happens," James whispered.

"Make it stop. Make it go down," Diane demanded angrily.

Because of the narrow box's confines, neither could get a hand down to their crotches to adjust its placement.

"It's not that easy. It has a mind of its own," James whispered in reply.

"Well, being on vacation with Billy, it has been a long time. Maybe if we are quiet," Mrs. Lambert gasped as her top came off in Mr. Lambert's hand. "Oh, my god, William," she moaned as he latched onto her left nipple right there, not three feet from the siblings.

Mr. Lambert expertly mauled Mrs. Lambert's tits making her squeal. He went from tit to tit sucking and twisting and pulling, and Mrs. Lambert writhed in his arms.

When Mr. Lambert's hand went inside her bottoms, Mrs. Lambert wailed, "Yes, William, yes."

Soon Mrs. Lambert's bikini bottoms were on the ground, and Mr. Lambert's ample dick was out.

"Make it go down," Diane pled as she tried to move away from James' cock.

James ...