Elaine Porter spent her study hall staring out the window alternating her thoughts between her brother's hard cock, her father's hard cock, and her mother's impossibly fat dildo. Her pussy was wet and tingling and she had no desire to stay for any more classes. The year was nearly done, and all they did was continually review for finals.
"Hey, El, what's up?" Cathy Burton plopped down in a chair beside her at the long table and leaned in close. "Looks like you're thinking of getting laid."
"What?" Then Elaine grinned. "Yeah, exactly. Wanting to get laid."
Cathy Burton's grandparents lived on Elaine's street, and the two of them had played together often when her parents would come to visit or she and her brother, Carter, were dropped off while their parents went off to do something.
Cathy had joined Elaine and Danny in several doctor exams when they were kids. Unfortunately, her grandmother, Betty Burton, had caught them once and ended the fun. She'd sent the Porter kids scurrying with the warning that she'd tell their parents if she caught them fiddling with her granddaughter again.
Apparently, they never did tell Elaine's folks, and, over the years, Elaine wondered more and more often why not. Cathy had no answer to the riddle, either, though she did agree that any responsible adult would have told on them. Right? Did that mean her grandparents weren't responsible adults?
Cathy had found other boys to play doctor with, and she'd continued variations on the game through the years, often reporting to Elaine on her endeavors. "Did you ever do two boys at the same time?" she asked now.
"Jesus, no. And I'm horny enough, so don't start."
Cathy laughed and pushed her blonde tresses back from her pert little round face, pursing her bow of lips seductively. "Okay, be that way then," she said, but it was clear she wasn't about to drop the subject.
"Have you ever watched your parents fuck?" Cathy asked after a brief pause.
"Yes, I have," Elaine answered. Ever since those youthful explorations of each other's bodies, she and Cathy had remained open about sexual matters. Cathy had been especially interested in knowing if Elaine ever caught her brother jerking off, but Elaine had never had anything to report. Now that she did, she wasn't sure she wanted to tell or not. What if Cathy thought she was sick?
"Me, too. Course, you know that." Cathy looked around to make sure nobody was listening, and then leaned in closer to whisper. "Last weekend I saw my dad and some guy from his work fuck my mom," she said. "Cool, huh?"
"Really?" Now Elaine was interested. Cathy's mom was hot, and her dad wasn't bad, either, for an older guy. "How'd they do it?"
"Every which way. Both ends, of course, but then my dad fucked her ass and the other guy went at her pussy. She was screaming like crazy when she came."
"I can't imagine my parents . . ." But she stopped, wondering just what she could imagine her parents doing after seeing her mom with Mrs. Trent.
"Can't imagine what? How come you stopped? Come on, what were you going to say?" Cathy knew there was something going on now, and she wouldn't let go until Elaine spilled the beans. "Come on."
"I can't imagine my folks doing that, is all," Elaine answered. "But I did see my brother jerking off the other night. He was peeking in on my folk from the hall. Boy did he shoot a load."
"Your brother's still a cutie," Cathy said. "Wish he'd shoot a load on me."
Elaine smiled, thinking of playing doctor, and decided to tell all. "Okay," she said. "Something else happened, but even you might think I'm a perv when I tell you."
"Even me? Must be something pretty weird," Cathy laughed. "Tell me."
So Elaine recounted her adventure with her mom's big dildo and how Danny had caught her at it. She didn't tell about her mom, of course, but the story she relayed was plenty.
"Did you taste it?" was the first thing Cathy asked, gleefully.
"I, what? Well, okay, sure, I did. Didn't taste like much." Elaine admitted. "So, do you think I'm a pervert?"
"No. All you guys did was get yourselves off. Carter and I did that all the time."
"You never told me."
"Carter made me promise," Cathy said. "But, now that we're confessing things, I'll tell you something really dirty."
"About you and Carter?"
"Yeah." A quick glance around and then Cathy moved in to whisper in Elaine's ear. "One time, okay, two times, I let Carter fuck me in my ass."
"Your brother?"
"Yeah. Now who's the pervert?" The smile on Cathy's face indicated that she didn't think it was perverse at all.
"You win," Elaine said, grinning, and wondering if ass fucking was considered incest.
"Anal isn't intercourse, is it?" Cathy said, answering her unasked question. "If it ain't sex, it ain't incest, right?"
"Sure, probably."
"Well," Cathy said with a grin, "that's what I tell myself, anyway."
"So then oral isn't sex, either, is it?"
"Probably not, but I didn't blow him."
After that encounter, Elaine spent her day considering the meanings of words and deeds. She knew of kids on those abstinence programs who routinely did anal and oral sex because only vaginal sex counted. According to them, sex was only something that could get you pregnant. Everything else was fair game. It was a lie, of course, but they seemed to believe it. She wondered if she could get herself to believe it, too.
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Danny Porter finished his test in record time. Fortunately, he was an A student and could hurry without risking his grade. He knew the subject backwards and forwards. And so it was that he left school by noon and started home, making only one stop along the way.
Parking in front of Fantasy Gifts, he walked in boldly as though he'd been there many times before. If they thought to card him, he wasn't sure if his fake ID would hold up or not, but he didn't really expect to be questioned. He spent about ten minutes studying their selection of dildos and vibrators before settling on an eight inch, pink, waterproof vibrator and took it and an overpriced pack of batteries up to the counter.
"Is that it?" asked the fat, disinterested man at the till.
"That'll do it," he said.
"Thirty-six ninety-eight," the clerk said, frowning when Danny handed him a fifty. Apparently making change was just too much work for him today.
Danny took his purchase out feeling might happy with himself. He didn't want his sister trying to jam that baseball bat inside herself again. And, maybe, if he gave her a gift, she might let him watch her use it.
He didn't bother debating the concept of incest because he had no intention of touching his sister, let alone fucking her. All he wanted was to watch and let her watch. It was a compromise, and not nearly the amount of contact they'd had when they used to play doctor, but it was enough till he could hook up with a new girlfriend. At least, he hoped it was.
He drove home but parked on the street in front of the old Jennings' house. It was empty since the family moved out a month earlier and nobody would care if he parked there for an hour or so. It was time to play spy on the mother who had been so terribly curious about his schedule.
He tucked the bag for his sister under the seat of his car and walked down the street looking at the houses he passed out of the corner of his eyes as he did. Carter, Adams, Mosswell, Peterson. The only one who he knew was home was Jennifer Peterson. He wasn't sure if both of the Burtons worked or not, but he thought they did. When he got to the Trent house he paused. If his mom and Patty Trent were together, did they have to be at his house? No, they didn't, so he should be careful. As usual, the front drapes were wide open.
With a quick glance around, Danny hurried over the Trent lawn to the side of the house and walked toward the front window. Once there, he peeked around the edge trying to show as little of his head as possible. Was she there? Yes! Oh, shit, yes his mom was there with Patty Trent.
Danny dropped down and scurried under the window and away from the Trent house to his own home. Inside, he ran up to his sister's room and snatched the camera off of her dresser and ran with it back to the Trent house. Please let there be enough power in the battery! This was something he was going to want to see again and again.
He got back into position and started recording as soon as possible. Once he knew the camera was aimed correctly, he dropped down and held it in place so there'd be as little visible from inside as possible. He managed to hold it up there for twenty minutes before his arm was too tired to keep it steady. After a quick glance inside the house, he ran back to his car with the camera.