Romping in the Glade

(This story contains incest. Be advised.)

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A week later Charlie and Annie's brother Ben sat by the edge of this same pool. Both boys were naked save for their raggedy grey shorts. Both boys were muscular farm hands, heady with the physicality of youth. Ben was a shade taller than Charlie, but Charlie's shoulders were wider. Rugged forced labor had hardened the black boy and forced him into pre-mature manhood.

They were fishing. Already they'd accumulated an admirable string of specks, bream, and even a couple of smallmouth bass.

The boys lazed along in silence, barely noticing their fishing jiggers. Charlie rolled some tobacco and lit it. He took several drags, then passed the stogie to Ben, who repeated the process.

Suddenly Ben's pole jumped. He grabbed it quickly and snatched another fat speck from the water.

"Dat's a nice one," noted Charlie.

Ben grinned. "That's eight to your five. I told you I was hot today!!"

Ben bent his hook out of the fish's jaws. He ran the connected string of prior captives through the new fish's gills and out its mouth. Then he tossed the string of gasping fish back into the water at their feet.

The boys sat in silence for a time. They knew each other well. They'd hunted and played together since early childhood. They'd shared any number of heaving pubic scalps. They'd also shared each other's deepest secrets.

But Charlie had one secret he hadn't shared with Ben. He didn't know how Ben would react to the knowledge that he had boned Annette, Ben's younger sister, although Ben was aware that Charlie had bedded several local white girls. Indeed, Ben had shared some of his own conquests with Charlie, and vice versa.

It was a hot Louisiana summer day—stiflingly hot. Ben leaned casually against a huge oak tree and held his fishing pole against his hip. Charlie sat closer to the pool, allowing his feet to dangle in the water. They had several cane poles propped up over various trees and rocks.

After some minutes of boredom, Ben casually unclasped his pants and pulled out his dick. He let it flop against his leg and regarded it casually. It was heavy and uncircumcised, protruding from a thick shock of red pubic hair.

Charlie watched him, suppressing a knowing smile.

The white boy began to stroke his member slowly. He wiped some salty sweat from his cheeks, using it for lubrication.

"Dang, it's hot today!" he observed, as his penis expanded and lengthened.

Charlie didn't respond. Instead, he unbuttoned his own pants and pulled out his own dick. He mimicked Ben's masturbatory moves. In short order both boys were spectacularly erect.

They masturbated slowly, almost as an afterthought. They still held fishing poles delicately in one hand while stroking themselves with the other. There was no embarrassment on either part. This was a regular ritual of their fishing dates. On some occasions a fish would hook itself during their masturbatory ablutions. The boys would simply pause to reel the captive in and then sit back down to continue stroking. Sometimes this ritual went on for hours.

Ben broke the silence.

"Annie tells me she did it to you the other day."

Charlie was shocked speechless.

"She said she tapped dat ass," Ben continued nonchalantly.

Charlie didn't respond, but he stopped stroking his penis. His erection began to flag.

"You better be careful. If daddy finds out, he'll have your hide."

Charlie was relieved.

"If you ain't tell him he won't find out."

Ben laughed. "If I tell him, you'll tell him that I've been tapping Annie's ass since I was twelve!! He'll whip my ass, too!!"

Both boys laughed. They both also knew that Ben's punishment would pale in comparison to Charlie's punishment. Ben's casualness cut the tension some. Charlie had been worried that Ben might not take the news well.

"Well, I was out here by myself 'n she jumped in butt nekkid. What 'uz I 'posed to do?" Charlie explained.

"I don't blame you. That's some good pussy, ain't it?"

"An' it's deep, too!!"

Both boys guffawed at this ancient sexual reference. Charlie's penis re-hardened. The boys began to stroke themselves with renewed vigor.

After a time, Charlie dropped his fishing pole, shifted his penis to his right hand and stood up. Ben followed suit. Both boys bent a little at the knees and pointed their erect dicks out over the water. They jacked off with enthusiasm now, in full competition mode. Charlie was on the brink.

"You ready?" he asked breathlessly.

"Almost..." replied Ben, "Hold on a second..."

Charlie slowed down to wait for Ben to catch up.

Suddenly, they heard a giggle coming from the bushes across the spring.

"Hey!!!"

More giggling and now some thrashing through the underbrush as the spies turned to race away.

Charlie and Ben launched themselves into the water while still fully erect. They left their trousers on the bank. In a flash they were pulling themselves up on the far bank, just in time to see the two spies racing for the wooded path. The boys took an angle along the stream while the spies struggled through the woods.

It was Annie and Tilly. (Tilly was Charlie's cousin)

The girls were barefoot, stumbling over rocks and fallen branches, laughing uncontrollably. When they saw that Ben and Charlie were going to cut them off, they stopped running but continued to laugh hysterically. Tilly mimicked the boys' masturbatory stance, jerking her left hand in the air like a piston. This move elicited another round of shrieking laughter from the girls. Annie fell on the ground and threw her legs in the air in delight. She pounded the ground with her fists.

"I told you they were out here pounding the pud!!"

"You started laughing too soon. I wanted to see them shoot!!"

Ben and Charlie were upon them now, still naked, picking their way thru the bushes.

"Who told y'all to come out here?" Ben demanded.

"Nobody told us nothing. We seen you when you snuck off!!" retorted Tilly.

The boys were breathless from their pursuit. Their dicks were still thick but not fully erect.

"Look at those puny things!!" laughed Tilly.

She mocked the male masturbation act again. Annie, who'd been sitting on the ground, rolled to her back again in laughter. Charlie could see she had no drawers on. Both girls wore long white cotton shifts and nothing else.

"PUNY?!?" laughed Ben, faking outrage. "I'll show you puny!!"

He charged after Tilly and caught her after a short chase. Charlie knew that Tilly wasn't trying too hard. Tilly was fast. She could smoke everybody on the farm in a footrace, present company included. She could have easily out-distanced Ben if she'd wanted.

Ben grabbed her and carried her like a sack of wheat across his waist. Tilly acted as if she was struggling to get away, but again Charlie noted that she wasn't struggling too hard. Tilly could fight, too, when it was necessary. Charlie reached down and snatched Annie up and slung her across his shoulder. She was too big to carry on his hip. Annie was still laughing. She didn't resist.

The boys carried Annie and Tilly back to the edge of the spring.

"You think it's funny to spy on people, huh? You think it's funny?"

Ben hoisted Tilly above his head and threw her into the spring. She popped up immediately. The cold water pasted her white shift against the contours of her body. Her full breasts and her pubic mound were outlined perfectly.

Now Charlie handed Annie to Ben. He took her ankles while Charlie took her wrists. They swung her back and forth.

"Ah-one and ah-two and ah—HERE...WE...GO!!!"

They flung Annie out into the deep water. She popped up immediately and frog-kicked her way back to the bank.

Meanwhile, Tilly emerged from the water, drenched and dripping. She moved as if to assist Annie, but the boys grabbed her as soon as Annie hit the water. Ben snatched her feet, Charlie grabbed her wrists and they launched her in a high arc out into the spring. She did a somersault and landed face first.

Seeing this, Annie backpedaled. She wanted to continue to play, but not on these uneven terms. She backstroked to the other side of the spring. Tilly followed.

Ben and Charlie dove in after them, caught them on the other side, and proceeded to try to throw the girls in again. This time Tilly fought back with some energy. She also interfered when the boys sought to gang up on Annie. The struggle devolved into a wrestling match with Ben against Annie and Charlie struggling to contain Tilly.

Predictably, as they rolled in the soft grass at the edge of the pool, both boys regained their prior erections. Charlie realized it first. Holding Tilly from behind to keep her from escaping, Charlie suddenly reached down and ripped Tilly's shift over her head. Both of them stood naked on the sward. He held her shift above his head as she jumped and yelped for its return.

Seeing this, Ben tried to perform the same maneuver on Annie. She fought gamely to retain her garment. In the end, her shift ripped partially and Annie gave it up to keep it from ripping entirely.

Now the four of them stood naked on the bank.

"Gimme back my shift, Charlie," said Tilly.

Charlie grinned.

"Gimme some pussy and I'll give it back to you."

Both Ben and Annie laughed. Ben chimed in.

"Yeh, give us some pussy. You owe it to us for spying on us."

"I ain't giving y'all shit. 'N neither is Annie," sniffed Tilly.

"Then walk yo' ass back to de house butt nekkid!!" laughed Charlie.

This response created another struggle as the girls renewed their efforts to regain their clothing. The boys played keep away, ducking and dodging the girls' retrieval efforts.

Tilly pulled Annie aside and whispered in her ear. Afterwards, the girls made one last halfhearted effort to get their clothes. Then they bolted over to the fishing poles and grabbed the boys' trousers.

"That's OK," said Annie. "We'll get home in these!!"

Ben and Charlie saw that they'd been duped. They advanced on the girls. Tilly and Annie stood their ground. Both girls squatted over the pants.

"You come one step closer and I'm peeing on these pants," threatened Annie.

Both girls giggled. They had the upper hand.

Or so they thought.

The boys charged them. Before long all four teenagers were again swimming across the pool, garments in hand. They obtained the far shore and erupted again into another splash war and a water-wrestling match. Finally, the four of them emerged from the pool exhausted and tousled. They pushed each other to the ground and lay there, breathing heavily.

After some minutes, Ben hitched himself up with a smile.

"So. How about that pussy?"

Both girls were lying naked on the grass with their legs partially open.

"Seems to me like the two of you got better pussy in yo' palms than we got between our legs." observed Tilly dryly. Both girls broke up laughing.

"Yeh!" Annie interrupted. "If you let us watch you jack it up right here, right now, you can git some pussy. But you gotta get it hard in 20 seconds. Right, Tilly?"

"Right," said Tilly.

"You mean you'll give us some pussy right here, right now if we can get it up in 20 seconds?"

"Seventeen seconds, now," laughed Tilly.

Ben and Charlie began to stroke themselves furiously as the girls watched in fascination.

All too soon, Tilly yelled, "Times up!!"

But before they could get up and run again the boys grabbed them. Another wrestling match ensued.

This time, however, the girls took pity on the boys. As they rolled along the grassy bank, they pressed they furry mounds against the boys' semi-erect dicks to help them become fully hard.

Then, almost as if they'd planned it, both girls abandoned their wrestling postures. Both girls rolled to their backs and raised their knees so that their pussies were open.

Tilly looked at Charlie, whom she'd wrestled into a position astride her. The base of his penis pressed against her twat. Its shrouded helmet sprang up above her navel.

"That's not it," she teased.

Charlie withdrew, fully expecting her to clamp her legs together and roll away. She did not. Charlie pointed his dick into the pinkness between the black, springy hairs of her labia and lunged into her pussy mound with one stroke. Tilly sighed.

Ben and Annie watched the two blacks with interest. They looked at each other.

"Well?" said Annie.

Ben rose up off her body. Annie reached down and gave his dick a couple of sensual masturbatory tugs. Then she arched her pussy up to receive him. As she felt him broach the entrance to her pussy, she sucked his dick expertly inside. She knew his dick well.

The two girls opened their thighs widely. They were close enough so that their toes touched. Meanwhile, Ben and Charlie were working it out inside their pussies. The boys grinned at each other as they powered strokes inside feminine warmth. Unlike the slow, almost tender techniques they used when having sex alone, this public sex was quick, almost violent. The boys synched up, thrusting and withdrawing in rhythm. They accentuated each thrust with an emphatic "Ha!!"

They were showing off.

The girls didn't complain. They arched up on their shoulder blades to receive the thrusts, hips clear of the ground. They grunted gutturally as the boys smashed into their cunts. Tilly closed her eyes, groaning in delight as Charlie pounded her. But Annie liked to watch a dick moving inside her. She watched Ben's urgent thrusting down the crest of her torso. Watching her labia ebb, widen and strain accentuated her arousal.

After some minutes of this, Ben reached over and tapped Charlie on the shoulder.

"Hey, buddy. You thinking what I'm thinking?"

Ben had never fucked Tilly. She was one of the few black girls in the neighborhood that he hadn't fucked. He wanted to give her a try.

Tilly was almost ready to come. She wasn't ready for Charlie to withdraw. In another twenty seconds or so she would be there.

Charlie pulled out.

"Oh Charlie!! What are you doing!!!"

Tilly's eyes had been closed. She didn't realize that the boys were going to swap.

So when she looked up from her erotic haze and saw the white boy standing over her with an erect penis and a lustful glare, her first thought was "What is this?"

Her second thought was "Dang! His dick is thick!!"

Ben wasted no time in slipping his purple member into Tilly's open pink cooze. Ben scooped her head into the crook of his elbow and began to pummel her pussy enthusiastically. He already knew Annie's pussy well, so he was nowhere near climax when he mounted Tilly.

Tilly's pussy was new pussy. Her scent and the curvature of her vagina were new sensations for him. Ben quickly reached Tilly's level of arousal.

Unlike Charlie, Ben could fit his entire penis into Tilly. When he finished each stroke he could grind his public mound against her engorged clit. Tilly's eyes widened as she felt Ben's kinky pubic hair stimulating her small, erect sex organ. With Charlie, she had to stretch to rub her clit against his shaft as he moved in and out. Charlie's dick was so long he could never put pubic pressure on her clit. But with Ben, she got to ride his shaft and got a good pubic grind in, too. The grind was good!! Plus, Ben's dick was a "fattie". It was thick enough to make her feel "full".

After a few minutes of standard in and out, missionary position sex, Tilly grabbed Ben's buns. She held him tightly inside her so that her clit pressed tightly against his pubic mound. She rotated her pussy obscenely and rippled her pussy muscles to suck at his dick. She arched her clit to receive stimulation from his pubic hair and pressure from his pubic mound.

Ben erupted inside her. Tilly literally screamed in ecstasy as she felt him spurt and quake deep in her hole. She convulsed in orgasmic delight. She intertwined her ankles with his to stretch his body as if impaled on a torture rack. Ben pumped blob after blob of hot semen into her.

As they skittered down from this shattering orgasm, Ben pulled his now semi-erect member from between her legs and moved it up to her mouth. Tilly obediently licked and sucked jizz from his shaft and testicles. Amazingly, Ben had enough strength to manage a final weak spurt of cum. It hit Tilly in the eyebrow.

Slowly Ben and Tilly became more aware of their surroundings. They heard a rhythmic slapping and looked over to see Charlie mounted over Annie from the rear. The two teens were standing up. Annie bent forward a little to grasp a tree stump. Charlie held her by the waist and was driving long, deep strokes into her pink hole from behind. The rhythmic slapping was the sound of his balls smacking against Annie's sticky vulva. Her eyes were closed. Annie's whole body was tense. Clearly, she was on the verge of climax.

Tilly was fascinated. She'd been fucked from behind, but she'd never seen it done. She'd also never seen a black man fuck a white woman before. She noticed that Ben seemed fascinated by this coupling, too.

Tilly reached down and wiped a large blob of Ben's semen from her inner thigh. She drew it up to her nose and smelled it discreetly. She tasted it. It tasted like paste. Ben's smell was unique. He smelled like spring water, sweat, wet hair and white man. She was well familiar with the odor.

Ben was still lying on his side in the grass with his dick before her. She took it into her mouth again to try to suck the last vestiges of cum from his member. She didn't realize how powerful the sound of mating couples could be. Ben's penis, limp just seconds before, began to fill and thicken at the sound of his sister's mating cries.

Annie came. She crooned the arrival her climax with a series of screeching "Ooohs!!" as she arched her ass up and down on Charlie's thrusting cock. Tilly watched this with interest as Ben's member hardened again in her mouth. Charlie wasn't ready to come, she could tell. Charlie's nostrils always started flaring uncontrollably when he was ready to come. His muscles convulsed and quivered. It was clear that Charlie was in control of Annie's pussy. At least, he was in control right now.

Annie continued to coo and shiver as she loudly announced her orgasm. Her body convulsed rhythmically and involuntarily. She drew breath in staggering gasps. Charlie continued to churn inside her. He tried to time his pelvic assault with her orgasmic convulsions.

As the seconds dragged on, however, Annie's muscular spasms slackened some. The interval between her moans and her contractions eased. Charlie was still fully erect, though. He pulled his dick from between her thighs, noting the angry red coloration of her scorched labia. Charlie gently pushed Annie to her knees. Annie looked at her brother, but he wasn't paying attention. With some trepidation, she took Charlie's massive pole in her mouth and began to suck. Annie immediately noted his acrid sexual odor in her nostrils. Charlie's dick not only smelled like black dick, but it was coated in her own pussy juice and crested with the piquant smell of her ass. Charlie's dick was FUNKY.

Charlie held his penis by its base with one hand. He gripped the back of Annie's head with the other and encouraged her to swallow more and more of his cock. Annie seemed reticent. She still wondered how her brother would react to the sight of her kneeling before a black boy.

"That ain't how you suck no dick!! Let me show you how to suck a dick, Annie!!" exclaimed Tilly.

She released Ben's dick and hopped up happily. Annie was amazed and a little chagrined at her effrontery. She could suck a dick with the best of them!! Still, Annie moved aside and allowed Tilly to take Charlie's dick in her mouth. Instead of dropping to her knees, Tilly bent at the waist to suck Charlie's dick. She gripped his hips to steady herself.

"Hmmmph!!" said Tilly. "This dick tastes like b'doosy!!"