Phoenix Rising

by Anais Ninja

  “Ewww,” Dana said, a look of mild disgust on her face. “What does it taste like?” I knew she’d be curious. After I bathed David’s flaccid penis, licking the semen from the tip, I went back to her bed and leaned over, kissing her on the lips.

  “I like it, but it’s an acquired taste,” I said. Dana just wrinkled her nose and stuck her tongue out. I gave her a sip of my wine to wash the taste from her mouth. As I took a sip of my own, David grabbed his towel and began to get up from the cot.

  “Next time ask if you want to watch me,” I said to him. He smiled sheepishly and nodded, heading back to the bathroom and closing the door. Dana and I got dressed for dinner, finishing just in time to hear Mia calling us to the table.

  It seemed like everyone was in a good mood at dinner, everyone except Mia. She looked so down, sort of depressed, even though she was trying hard not to show it. It didn’t seem like my father was picking up on this, though. He had a somewhat contented smile on his face, probably from whacking off to the pictures he’d taken earlier. After dinner, I insisted that Mia let us clear the table and do the dishes. She relented, not even putting up much of a fight over it, and headed off to her office, closing the door behind her.

  “I think Mia’s feeling a bit down, Daddy,” I said. I was cleaning the last of the pots and pans, handing them to him to dry.

  “You think so?” he said, still oblivious.

  “That’s the way it seems to me.”

  “I’ll go check up on her when we’re finished,” he said.

  “Why don’t you go out tonight, just the two of you? I can watch the kids.”

  “Would you? That would be great,” my father said. He finished drying the saucepan he was holding and leaned over to kiss me on the cheek. “I’ll go tell Mia.”

  About an hour later, Mia and my father came out of their bedroom. They were dressed nicely, and Mia was holding my father’s arm. She wore the burgundy dress she’d worn to dinner the night I flew in; my father was dressed in a nice grey suit. Her mood had changed since dinner, and she was smiling, giggling like a schoolgirl after my father whispered something in her ear. While he went out to start the car, Mia came over to where I was sitting, the living room couch, and sat down.

  “Thanks for offering to watch Dana and Davy,” she said, hugging me.

  “It’s my pleasure,” I said. “I hope you have some fun tonight.”

  “Frank wants to check into a hotel for the night,” Mia said. “I’m not sure if I want to do that, but either way, we’ll be home very late.”

  “What time should I put the kids to bed?” I asked her.

  “Ten o’ clock for Dana, but Davy can stay up ‘til midnight since it’s Saturday,” she said. Mia opened her purse and pulled out a folded piece of paper. “Here’s the number of the place where we’re going dancing, and if we do end up at a hotel, I’ll call you, okay?”

  “Sure,” I said, taking the number from her. “You look lovely.”

  “Thanks,” she said, kissing me on the cheek. “There’s an open bottle of wine in the fridge. Help yourself to some.”

  “Thank you,” I said. “Have fun.”

  “We will,” she laughed, squeezing my hand before getting up from the couch. I watched her leave and then got up and went into the kitchen, pouring a glass of white wine for myself and returning to the couch. Reaching for the remote, I clicked on the television, idly changing channels, looking for something to watch. David and Dana came in and sat on either side of me.

  “Where did Mom and Dad go?” Davy asked.

  “They went out for the evening,” I said. “Dancing. Just the two of them.”

  “They did?” Dana said, looking sort of distressed.

  “Hey, sweetie,” I cooed, putting my arm around her. “We can have fun, too. Would you like to dance with me?” Dana nodded, and I shut off the television, walking over to the stereo and finding the sort of swing music Mr. Antonelli loved to dance to, muted trumpets and saccharine saxophones. I kicked off my shoes and walked over to the couch, extending my hand to Dana.

  “May I have this dance, Madame,” I said. Dana blushed and giggled, taking my hand. I led her to the middle of the living room and placed one hand on her hip, showing her what Mr. Antonelli had taught me, our bodies pressed together as we danced. Dana was barefoot, so it didn’t hurt too much when she stepped on my toes, though she was trying hard to be careful.

  David sat on the couch, looking slightly bored, so I piqued his interest by slipping my hand under Dana’s dress, resting my hand on the small of her back, exposing the back of her little cotton panties in the process. She and I danced through a couple of slow songs, and when the radio station paused to air a string of commercials, Dana sat back down on the couch. I took this moment to take a big sip of my wine.

  “Your turn, David,” I said, once the music had started again.

  “No, thanks,” he said.

  “C’mon, Davy,” Dana urged. “It’s fun.”

  “Please?” I asked him, holding out my hand. Reluctantly, he took it, kicking off his shoes before he got up from the couch. I held him close, both of my hands on his back, our faces barely an inch apart, swaying to the music on the rug in front of the hearth. The dog, curious over what was happening in the living room, padded in from the master bedroom and jumped on the couch, laying his head in Dana’s lap. She petted him while she watched us slow dance.

  “Sorry,” David murmured, after stepping on my feet a couple of times.

  “That’s okay,” I said. “You’re doing wonderfully.”

  “Really?” he asked, surprised.

  “Really,” I replied. He pressed a bit closer to me, and I could feel him start to harden in his trousers. I tilted my head slightly and pressed my lips against his, parting them to let his tongue find mine. I let my hands roam lower on his body, squeezing his firm buns, feeling him press his erection against my thigh.

  By this point, we weren’t dancing anymore, just feeling each other up, unbuttoning and unzipping clothes, seeking the sensation of skin against skin. David shrugged off his shirt, I stepped out of my skirt, he pulled my tank top over my head, I pushed his jeans down over his hips. We stood there nearly naked, dressed only in our underpants, pressing against each other as we kissed.

  I felt another hand on me and broke off our kiss. Dana had gotten up from the couch and taken off her dress, looking up at us as she caressed our skin. We brought her into our embrace and stood together on the rug, the three of us.

  “Let’s go back to Dana’s room,” I whispered.

  As we walked down the hallway, carrying our clothes, I could hear a soft clicking behind us, Schultzie’s toenails on the wood floor as he followed us into Dana’s bedroom. David and Dana sat on the bed and the dog curled up on the carpet as I closed the door behind us. The kids looked at me with expressions of anticipation, wondering what we were going to do together. I stood in front of them and skinned off my panties; they immediately did the same. I wasn’t exactly sure what we were going to do myself, but seeing David’s cock bobbing in his lap gave me a good idea of where to start.

  “Come down next to me, Dana,” I said, kneeling between her brother’s legs. “Watch what I do. You’re going to do it after me, okay?” Dana nodded as she knelt next to me. I looked up at David and smiled before leaning into his crotch, taking his hardness in my hand and gently kissing the tip. Then I parted my lips and let his penis enter my mouth, sinking down the length of his shaft, swirling my tongue over the underside as I sucked him. Dana leaned closer, trying to get a better view. I pulled back slowly, releasing the tip from my mouth, licking the bottom of his shaft, all the way down to his fuzzy balls and back up to the tip. David leaned back on his elbows, smiling as I gently stroked his boycock.

  “You want to try this, sweetie?” I asked Dana. She thought for a moment and nodded. I made room for her between David’s thighs, kneeling behind her so I could coach her through her first blowjob. Dana looked back at me for encouragement
, and I smiled for her, caressing her cute little bottom as she leaned into her brother’s lap.

  “Watch your teeth, Dana, and use your tongue on the bottom of his shaft,” I whispered. She nodded, kissing the tip of David’s cock, just as I had done. Then she opened her mouth wide and took his hardness into her mouth, clamping her lips down on his shaft. Her rosy little cheeks bulged as she took more of his hard meat, sinking down the length of his tool until it hit the back of her throat, making her cough and release him.

  “That’s okay, sweetie,” I said. “Just suck what you can and use your fingers to stroke the rest of him.”

  “Is he going to make the white stuff in my mouth?” Dana asked.

  “You’ll know when he’s about to come,” I told her. “You’ll feel his cock begin to twitch.”

  “I won’t come in your mouth, Dana,” David said. “Unless you want me to.” Dana wrinkled her nose in disgust, but that didn’t stop her from taking her brother’s penis in her mouth again. She didn’t try to take so much this time and, by looking at David, I could tell she was doing pretty well. I cupped David’s balls, feeling them twitch, trying to gauge how close he was getting to his release. I felt his thighs begin to tense as well, and I tugged at Dana’s shoulder, pulling her off of his cock.

  “Hey, I just about to...,” David protested.

  “Yeah, I know,” I said. “Time to switch places.” Dana looked up at me with a quizzical expression.

  “Whoa, what do you mean by ‘switch places’?” David said.

  “Dana, get up on the bed,” I said. “David, get down here with me.”

  “I don’t know about this,” he said.

  “She sucked you,” I countered. “It’s only fair.”

  “Yeah, but...”

  “Okay, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, Davy. Maybe you’d have more fun watching tv.”

  “Well...,” he said, thinking about it. “Okay.” He got off of the bed, making room for Dana, who sat on the edge just as he had, her legs dangling over the side, her thighs spread, exposing her little cunny. I was glad that David didn’t call my bluff; I had plans for that sweet cock of his.

  I planted a trail of kisses up Dana’s creamy thighs, hesitating for just a second before touching my lips to her puffy labia. Dana took a sharp breath when she felt me probing her slit with my tongue, working slowly up to her little button, teasing it, circling it, making her tiny clit swell. She began to stroke my hair as I ravished her cleft, licking her up and down, lingering at the top as I started to lash her pearl. Dana’s breathing became heavier, her flat chest began to heave, and I could hear her start to softly moan. I swirled my tongue over her clit and then planted a kiss on her hairless lips.

  “Okay, your turn,” I said, moving aside so that David could take my place between Dana’s thighs. He held his breath and leaned into her cleft, extending his tongue and pressing it into her slit.

  “Start off slow,” I said. “Work your way up to the little bump at the top. That’s her clitoris, okay?”

  “I know what it is,” David said. “I’ve seen pictures.”

  “I’m sure you have,” I said. “But Dana isn’t a grown-up lady. Her clit is harder to find.” David nodded and returned to Dana’s cunny, feeling around for her button with his tongue. I knew from the way Dana gasped that he’d found it.

  “Not too hard,” I coached him. “Work up to that. Start by circling it before you start licking it.” He nodded again, moving his neck in a circular motion as he ravished his sister’s little cunny. I reached up and began to caress Dana’s tummy, feeling her start to tense up as her climax approached. With my other hand, I stroked David’s smooth back, encouraging him to pleasure his little sister. Dana began to let out a series of soft cries: “...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...”. I knew she was getting close, and I tugged at David’s shoulder, pulling him away from her cleft. Dana looked at me with a disappointed expression.

  “Let’s skip over to Chapter Sixty-Nine in our lesson,” I said. “Move over, Dana, so you’re lying lengthwise on the bed. Now, David, climb in next to her so you’re head to toe.” I guided them into position, lining up David’s head with Dana’s pussy. His half-hard cock lay across his thigh, just inches from Dana’s lips. No other instructions were necessary; they knew exactly what to do. As David buried his face between his sister’s thighs, Dana took his cock in her mouth and began to nurse him back to hardness.

  I sat on the bed next to them, stroking and caressing their smooth skin as I watched them greedily lick and suck each other’s goodies. Dana’s head bobbed back and forth in her brother’s crotch as she sucked his glistening boycock, and David’s head was buried between her thighs, his tongue busy in her moist groove. Dana was getting close again, her moans and cries muffled by the penis in her mouth. I cupped her little bottom, probing her crack with my fingers, pressing against her nether hole. I heard her let out a little cry of surprise as I pushed my fingertip inside her, feeling her tight muscle clamp down on my finger. Removing my finger from her bottom, I laid down next to her and began to lick her crack, probing her tiny ass with my tongue. David’s face was only inches from mine, and he watched with fascination as I licked Dana’s little brown rosebud. She rocked her hips back and forth, seeking her pleasure from the two busy tongues that ravished her tender holes.

  Dana’s head pressed back against my thighs as she released her brother’s cock from her mouth, having the good sense to know that she might hurt him with her teeth when she came. She began to moan loudly, humping her shuddering hips back and forth as her climax took control of her. At one point she shrieked so loudly that the dog got up from his corner and came over to the bed to see what was going on.

  “Ungh! Okay! Okay! Stop! Enough!” she pleaded. David and I stopped our oral assault and smiled at each other. His face was wet with her juices, and he clearly looked pleased with himself for making his sister come so hard. I sat up in bed and scooted around to hold Dana in my arms, mopping the sweat from her brow with a corner of the bed sheet.

  “You liked that, baby?” I asked her.

  “Wow. That was...wow,” she murmured, still out of breath from her intense orgasm. I kissed her lightly on her lips and stroked her rosy cheek, watching the flush fade from her face and chest. David watched us, his head propped up on his elbow, his cock bobbing between his legs.

  “Lay back, honey,” I whispered. “I’ll finish sucking David, okay?” All Dana could do was nod and lay back on the bed, a contented smile on her face.

  David moved around so that he was laying next to his sister. As she reached for his hand, I crawled between his legs and kissed his glistening boycock. He gasped as I began to suck him, cupping his lovely balls as I swirled my tongue over his smooth shaft. He began to rock his hips back and forth, moving his penis over my wet lips.

  Suddenly, I felt something warm and wet between my legs, licking my crack, swishing up and down. I released David’s penis from my mouth and saw Schultzie, his snout buried between my legs, greedily licking my snatch. I reached back and gently swatted him away as David and Dana began laughing hysterically.

  “Cut it out!” I shouted at the dog. “Bad doggie! Bad doggie! Go lie down!” Schultzie let out a pathetic little whimper and went back to his corner, curling up and burying his snout between his legs and licking his long red cock. I had to laugh at this, too, though there was part of me that wondered what it would be like to be taken by a dog. A few months before, I’d read that book by Xaviera Hollander, The Happy Hooker. in the very first chapter she lets her sister’s German Shepherd mount her and fuck her. I remembered reading that part and feeling both disgust and arousal.

  Hollander had let the dog fuck her out of horniness and sheer boredom. However, I had a perfectly good cock in front of me, loaded with boycum and about to squirt. I waited until the laughter had died down and resumed sucking David’s lovely tool, greedily gobbling his bobbing knob, slurping my lips over the tip and sinking lower on his shaft
. I ravished his hard young cock with my tongue, and almost immediately I was rewarded with his yummy cream, spurting into my mouth and sliding down my throat. David sat up, almost doubling over as I milked him with my lips, tugging at my shoulder to make me stop.

  “Sensitive, sweetie?” I asked him, licking a drop of his semen from my lips.

  “Yeah, right after I come,” he said. “That was great, though. Thanks.” He kissed me on the cheek, avoiding my lips, not willing to taste his own spunk. I reached over for my glass of wine, taking a sip and then passing it to David. He took a big gulp and gave it to his sister, who took a small drink before handing it back to me. I settled back on the narrow bed between them, sandwiched between their smooth young bodies.

  “I got some pot,” David said. “Wanna get high?”

  “Sure,” I said. It had been a few weeks since I’d smoked. While David got up to get his stash from his room, I went out to the kitchen and poured myself another glass of wine. When I returned, Dana was sitting on the edge of the bed. Schultzie had his snout buried between her thighs, busily licking her little cunny with his long pink tongue.

  “Dana!” I shouted. “That’s awful!”

  “It feels so good,” she said, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. When David returned from his room with a joint, he couldn’t stop laughing at the sight of his little sister getting head from a German Shepherd.

  “Here, play with this instead,” I said, digging into the side pouch of my suitcase and pulling out the little vibrator I’d bought when I was still living at the shelter. I handed it to Dana, pulling Schultzie away from her crotch by his collar. He nuzzled his snout between my legs before slinking back to his corner.