Tucker's Summer: Nocturnal Visits

My apologies for taking so long to post another episode, I've been taking care of some health issues. Anyway, here are some more unrealistic adventures of Tucker The Fucker. Please feel free to leave feedback, suggestions, and comments. Enjoy.

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Hot wet slickness engulfed my cock in a caldron of heat sending sparks of pleasure all along my shaft. The velvety smoothness traveled slowly up and down on my pole, alternating between gripping and loosening its hold around me. The stirrings of a massive orgasm began to build deep down in my balls as I felt the softness of ass cheeks bounce lightly on them. Just as I was sure I would blow the biggest load ever Julie pounced on the bed waking me up.

"Wake up shit-head. Let's check the nights recordings," she chirped merrily.

"Fuck Julie, you ruined a great dream," I moaned as my eyes fought to focus.

"Come on butt-wipe, get up," she insisted, shaking my legs impatiently.

"Okay! Okay! Get off so I can," I groaned.

After she stood up I threw the covers off and grudgingly climbed out of bed. She gasped as she saw my huge boner poking straight out in front of me, all bloated with throbbing veins. The fact that I might be naked under the covers hadn't crossed her mind. It did now though as she stared at the swollen purple head bobbing up and down in front of her. Just one touch from her hand was all I wanted. One touch and I would give her a morning surprise she wouldn't soon forget I thought. Unfortunately she was wiser than I gave her credit for. Deftly sidestepping away from my swinging meat she picked up my pajama bottoms and threw them at me, telling me to put them on.

Covered I sat down at the computer desk, opened the folder and clicked on the newest file. Feeling safe from my raging manhood now that it was clothed Julie stepped to my side so she could see the screen. Johnny had told me how to activate the motion sensor on the camera so I wouldn't use up too much space on the hard drive. When I glanced at the size of the file I didn't expect very much to be on it.

The beginning of the clip showed Julie getting ready for bed. Even with just the night-light on I could see clearly as she raised her nightshirt over her head and tossed it on the foot of the bed. When she turned to face the camera, naked and smiling, my softening penis sprang back to life. Teasingly, she reached up with both hands and pulled on her pink nipples until they popped to attention. I groaned twice. Once for what she was doing with her nipples, and a second time when she gave the camera the finger and climbed under her blankets. I looked up at her with malice in my eyes.

"That was cold blooded," I said, getting only an evil grin as a response.

The camera would activate each time Julie tossed and turned on the bed, capturing her restlessness. When she finally settled down on her back, with her hands tucked behind her head the camera stopped recording. Sometime during the night Julie's covers had slid down below her breasts. There was no way to tell what time it was by the clip, so we had no idea how long it was before light from the hallway spilled into her room, telling us that some one had opened her door. We really weren't too surprised when Dad entered and stepped over to the side of her bed. We were surprised however when all he did was pull the covers up over her tits, then bend down and kiss her forehead before leaving.

"Well that sucked," I groaned.

"Why," Julie asked.

"Because he could've at least done this," I answered by turning and pinching one of her nipples through her nightshirt.

"Jerk!" she snapped and hurried out of my room.

Before heading to bleed my lizard I set up a new file for the camera to record to. With my bladder empty I returned and was just about to get dressed for the day when an idea occurred to me. Sitting back down in front of the computer I clicked on the new file. Holy shit I croaked as I watched Julie in her room in real time. Standing next to her bed she began taking off her nightshirt, pulling it slowly over her head with her back to the camera. The sight of her succulent firm ass had my pecker rock hard in no time. Drooling slightly I pulled out my cock and slowly started stroking, my eyes locked to the screen. Julie moved about her room naked, seemingly oblivious to the camera catching her every move. She finally went to her closet and removed a pale blue summer dress that looked to be thin enough to see through. After donning the dress and some sandals, and nothing else, she turned toward the door and disappeared. I dropped my cock and deleted the file. I had promised not to turn the camera on during the day. A promise was a promise after all.

Quickly getting dressed in loose jeans, a t-shirt and sneakers I ran downstairs to catch up with her. I didn't make it. The sound of a car pulling away from the house made me scramble to the front door. Julie must have called Maggie; it was her car that I watched disappear down the street. That's just great I grumbled to myself, here I was full of cum and all alone. For the briefest of moments I thought about hopping the fence and dumping a load of nut butter into old lady Crenshaw's loose twat. I shivered, and forced that idea from my brain almost immediately. Besides, I had yards to take care of today and no time to worry about getting my rocks off. I really wanted a car by the end of summer so business came first. Most of the yards that I did I was able to use their mowers, but today's required me to push mine from house to house. Thank God they were all in a two-block area.

By four o'clock I dragged my tired sweaty ass back home. Maggie's car was parked at the curb. Putting my mower away I went inside expecting to see the girls either in the kitchen or the front room watching TV. Finding no one downstairs, I crept silently as possible up the stairs until I was almost at Julie's bedroom door. The door was closed but I could hear muffled voices coming from inside. I didn't want to just open the door and say surprise, hoping I would catch them at something interesting. I stood there a few minutes pondering the situation when I remembered the camera. Quietly I went into my room, sat at the computer and fired up the camera. I got an instant woody by what greeted my eyes on the screen. Julie was sprawled sideways on the bed still in her dress. Her knees were up and spread, her dress pushed up to her waist as a naked Maggie knelt between them licking her pussy greedily. Maggie's ass was up in the air at the edge of the bed and she was finger banging the shit out of her own cunt. The angle of the camera was from the side, but it wasn't hard to catch glimpses of Maggie's hand pumping back and forth between her legs. Pre-cum began to drip from my cock as an idea formed inside my brain. Leaving the camera running I ditched my clothes and snuck back into the hall.

Slowly I turned the knob praying that Julie hadn't locked her door. She hadn't; it opened silently and I could hear the sounds of wet pussy being slurped, along with moans of delight. Taking care not to be seen too soon I slithered into the room and stood still. Julie had her eyes tightly closed and Maggie was too intent on what she was doing to notice the opened door. Carefully I crept up behind Maggie's upturned ass and watched as her middle finger plowed deeply into her fur covered pussy lips. My cock head was completely covered in pre-cum. I spread my legs wide enough to move closer to Maggie's slick cunt without touching her feet hanging off the bed. Aiming my dick at her hole I waited until she pulled her finger out. Without warning I grabbed hold of her hips and rammed seven inches of stiff hot cock into her tight twat. She was trapped in a brother sister sandwich of sorts.

"WHAT THE FUCK!!" she yelled as I began sawing my rod in and out of her furry box like a mad man.

Julie's eyes flew open and glared at me. Instead of telling me to get the fuck out, she grabbed the back of Maggie's head and forced it back down onto her slippery pussy.

"Don't stop Mags, I'm almost there," Julie grunted as Maggie's tongue probed her slit again.

Maggie must have like the feel of my cock in her, because her cunt clamped down, and I could see more and more wetness on my rod each time I pulled back. With each push forward I managed to sink a little bit more cock into her, until eight inches was slipping in and out comfortably. Julie began bucking her hips against Maggie's face causing the slurping noises to sound wetter than before. When Maggie's ass started pushing back on me I increased the tempo of my thrusts to match hers.

"Fuck! I'm cummmiiiinnnnggggg," Julie moaned.

"OHHHH SHIT!!" Maggie groaned, her own orgasm triggered by Julie's.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THREE THINK YOU"RE DOING," Mom's booming voice came from the opened doorway.

Three sets of terrified eyes darted toward the door. My cock deflated faster than a tire that had ran over a police spike strip. Julie squealed and Maggie swung herself over on her side, leaving my wet deflating rod sinking toward the floor as all three of us stared at the doorway. Mom stood there glaring in disbelief at what she was seeing. She had on her work clothes; white blouse, knee length skirt, and her eyeglasses dangled from the chain around her neck. She did not look happy at all. Maggie was the first to move. She hopped off the bed, grabbed her clothes and started getting dressed while slinking past Mom in the doorway. She blabbered apologies all the way to the front door; before the sound of burning rubber told us she was gone. That left Julie and I to face Mom's wrath alone.

"Go to your room Tucker. Your sister and I are going to talk," Mom said before looking down at my limp tool.

"And Tucker."

"Yes Mom?"

"Stay there."

"Okay," I replied hanging my head as I edged my naked body past hers.

Trembling with fear but safely back in my room I dressed in my bathrobe and waited for the shit to hit the fan. I thought something was wrong when I didn't hear yelling and screaming coming from Julie's room. It wasn't until I saw the computer was recording still that I realized there was a way for me to find out what was going on. Sitting down I opened the running video feed. Mom had sat down on the bed facing the camera and Julie was huddled against the headboard looking scared as hell. I had to put on my headphones and turn the volume to max before I was able to hear what was being said.

"So what have you got to say for yourself," Mom asked in a calm voice.

"I'm sorry Mom. It won't happen again."

"You were having a threesome, and with your brother no less," Mom stated.

"I know and I'm so, so, sorry Mom. Please don't hate me."

"I don't hate you Julie. I just want to understand is all. Are you a lesbian?"

"WHAT? No! No I'm not a lesbian," Julie stammered.

"But I saw what Maggie was doing to you dear," Mom said hesitantly.

"We were just fooling around Mom. Didn't you ever fool around with your girlfriends?"

"Not like that sweetie. We preferred the male species."

"I prefer cock too," Julie blurted out before she could stop herself. Relief washed over her face when Mom started laughing.

Mom then asked her why she had let me join in. I was sure I was dead as soon as Julie told Mom that I had just walked right in and began screwing Maggie. All Mom did was shake her head and say that I had "impulses" that I needed to control. Julie readily agreed.

"Can I ask you something sweetheart," Mom wanted to know.

"You can ask me anything Mom."

"Have you and Tucker..." Mom's face turned red as she left the question unfinished.

"Yes..." Julie's face was as red as Mom's.

"But why? He's your brother sweetie."

"I couldn't resist Mom."

"I don't understand. Couldn't resist what honey?"

Fidgeting Julie answered with a question of her own, "Have you ever seen the size of Tucker's cock Mom?"

"Actually, I have," a dreamy, far-off look was on Mom's face as she answered.

"Then you understand? I mean it's soooo fucking big, I just had to have it in me," Julie whispered anxiously.

"I do understand sweetheart, and yes, Tucker is quite unique in that area. But promise me you won't have sex with your brother anymore. That's incest honey."

"I promise Mom. Besides, I already won my bet."

"What bet," Mom asked puzzled.

"I uh, bet Tucker that I could take all of his thing in me before summer was over," Julie answered uncomfortably.

"And you did? How did it feel," Mom was looking a little flushed as she asked.

"Oh God Mom, you wouldn't believe how good it feels when he's all the way in. I squirt like a broken faucet," the same dreamy look that Mom had had on her face was now on Julie's.

Mom stood up; a little unsteady it looked to me, and before turning toward the door she made Julie promise not to fuck me again. Crap, I whispered after hearing that. I closed the laptop and jumped onto my bed before Mom even got out of Julie's bedroom. My palms were sweaty and my throat was dry as sandpaper as I waited for the knock on my door. The hallway floorboards creaked right next to my room, but the knock I was expecting never came. I exhaled loudly when I heard Mom's footsteps head toward the stairs. I knew this wasn't over. Not by a long shot. I silently prayed that Mom wouldn't say anything to Dad. Twenty minutes passed before I felt safe enough to go take a shower. When I got back to my room the camera was on my bed. Crap, that sucks. No more peeking at Julie during the day. After dressing in my pajamas I headed downstairs for dinner at seven.

Dinner was a somber affair. It seemed as if no one had anything to talk about. My nervousness was increased ten fold by Dad's lack of asking us how our day went, or saying anything for that matter. Did Mom tell him about catching us? Trying to avoid Mom's eyes didn't help either. I was never so happy to see a meal end in all my life. Before we could leave the table Dad cleared his throat and said he had something to tell us. I almost shit my pants then and there.

"I'm going to be gone for a while," he stated.

"Why Daddy," Julie piped in.

"I got a promotion to regional director and I have to attend several seminars and conferences over the next four weeks," he answered proudly. My sphincter relaxed with the news.

"Congratulations Dad," Julie and I managed to say at the same time.

"When do you have to go," I asked, eliciting an odd look from Mom.

"I'll be leaving very early in the morning. Bob is picking me up around five for our flight," he said.

Julie and I were in our spots on the couch when Dad said he was going to bed early. After a handshake for me, and a kiss on the cheek for Julie, he told us he would see us in a few weeks. Mom followed him into their bedroom and closed the door. Julie said she was tired and left me sitting in the front room by myself as she headed up the stairs. I was too keyed up to go to bed so early. Fifteen minutes later I was still searching the channels for something to watch when Mom came out of her bedroom. She had her bathrobe on and her hair was damp, but what really surprised me was when she sat on the couch in Julie's spot instead of her normal seat.

"Mind if I watch some TV with you dear," she asked sweetly.

"I thought you'd want to spend some time with Dad before he goes," I replied.

"Are you kidding, your Father's already asleep," she laughed.

"Oh. Already?"

"Yeah. The man can fall asleep at the drop of a hat." Both of us laughed about that, he was so much like Julie.

"Okay then, what would you like to watch Mom?"

"I don't care baby, whatever you pick is fine with me," she said leaning on the arm of the couch.

There wasn't much to choose from so I left it on a goofy sit-com and settled back. I really couldn't get into the show, but sat there anyway hoping that Mom didn't want to talk about what had happened earlier. I was actually relieved when she swung her feet up into my lap and asked if I would rub them. That probably meant she wasn't mad at me anymore I thought, and that she didn't want to talk. I found out I was wrong as I massaged her small delicate feet.

"You know Tucker, what you and Julie did with each other was wrong. You know that right?"

"YYYes," I stammered, not sure what else to say.

"Can I ask what possessed you to have sex with your own sister?" I could feel her eyes boring into me.

"I..I..I'm not sure," I squeaked.

"Something must have got you going. Are you sure you don't know why you did it," Mom persisted.

"Julie wanted to see my...you know. She had me come to her room, and when she touched it I couldn't help myself," my voice trembled as I told her.

"You couldn't help yourself? Tucker, she's your sister, and what you two did was incest," Mom said, staring into my eyes.

"I know, I know. But she's so hot, just like you. I just couldn't stop myself from wanting to make love to her," I blurted out.

"Like me? You think I'm hot," she asked with a surprised look on her face.

"You are hot Mom," I said.

There was a long pause before she asked, "Do you fantasize about me Tucker?"

"What do you mean," I asked, knowing full well what she meant. My cock started to itch.

"I think you know what I mean young man," she calmly said.

"Sometimes I do," I answered. My dick began to slowly swell.

"Sometimes you do what Tucker?"

"Sometimes I think about you." More swelling.

"When do you think about me?"

"When I...you know," the words hard to get out. The swelling was getting dangerous since her feet were in my lap.

"When you masturbate?"

All I could do was nod my head as I felt the heat rise in my face. Her feet moving around on my lap finished the swelling in my pants. I was now completely hard.

"That's a little too hard sweetie," Mom stated.

"Wh..Wh..What," my heart was beginning to palpitate.

"You're rubbing too hard honey," Mom cried out.

"OH! Sorry," I said, finally noticing how my fingers were digging into the soft flesh of her feet.

Mom stood up and stepped in front of me. I couldn't raise my eyes to hers.

"Look at me Tucker," she said, reaching down and cupping my face in her hands. I looked up.

"We won't talk about this anymore, but I want you to promise me something first," Mom had a small smile on her lips.

"Whatever you want Mom."

"I want you to promise to leave your sister alone. Can you do that for me?"

"Okay."

"Okay, what?"

"I promise I won't fool around with Julie anymore," I answered, inwardly groaning at the idea.

"Good. Now I think I'll go to bed, see you in the morning sweetheart." And with a kiss on my forehead she left.

Five minutes later I was naked in my room wondering if I should choke my chicken before going to bed. I decided not to for some reason. I stuck the camera on my dresser, forgetting that it was still on, and climbed under the covers. Visions of me plowing Maggie's twat while she munched Julie's box roamed freely through my mind as I slept. Only, in my dreams I actually got to squirt load after load of man juice deep into her overheated pussy.

I was up in time to say goodbye to Mom before she went to work. Dad was already on a plane headed back east and I didn't have a clue as to where Julie was. After breakfast I went to my room to get ready for my day. I had several more yards scheduled and wasn't sure how long they would take. Before I left I checked the computer and noticed that the camera was active. When I opened the current file I saw myself sitting at the computer desk staring at the computer. Turning, I saw the camera pointed right at me. I chuckled at the thought of taping myself without even knowing I had. Just for the hell of it I left the camera on and headed off to earn more money for my car.