The Hungry Caterpillar Part One

(Fact told by a friend): In high school, one of the things that Tadeo and his sister Joyce enjoyed most was enjoying the quitutes offered by their Armando, an elderly gentleman who owned a cart of popcorn and other treats that he used to park in front of the institution both early in the morning and at the end of classes. Armando was a kind and always smiling man; his sunburned skin did not have many wrinkles although he was a man of stature with a certain musculature the result of very hard work under the sun. The blue eyes maintained a discreet glow and with a delicate hint that gave him an air of someone who was already a conqueror full of seduction; he always wore a wide-brimmed hat that rarely took off a gray horse and a grey coat. Armando was widowed soon after he retired, and even suffering from the absence of his beloved wife with whom he had been married for more than forty years, he maintained an aura of optimism and infectious joy. And in this weather with sun or under rain, Armando was always there waiting for his customers still imberbe. When it rained he improvised a kind of awning on the cart and umbrella in hand offering his products, from fresh popcorn to those colorful and industrialized sweets that opened the appetite of the young girl. It is true that he devoted a special affection to Thaddeus and his sister; even when both were destitute of resources, he made a point of offering them some discharge whose payment was in the trust of the next day whose certainty of discharge was the same as the fidelity of both; however, it was also true that the old man aimed some greedy glances at both Thaddeus and Joyce, and she was accustomed to repay with glances full of mischief. One day, after another exhausting period of classes and exams, Tadeu and Joyce went to meet Armando who was already waiting for them full of smiles. "Why does the lady want to know where I live?" he answered when Joyce asked him about his address. She gave a malicious smile and replied that it was merely out of curiosity. Armando told them that he lived near the college in a small terraced house that he had acquired soon after marriage and that now seemed too big for a lonely man. "Would you like to meet my humble little house?" he asked in surprise. "It's not far from here... but if you can't I understand... I don't want your parents to worry!" Armando articulated the words very well even knowing that he did not have many studies his involving lip always captivated his interlocutors, which was the case of the pair of brothers, whose reaction was to accept the invitation. <unk>But, we can not take long, you see?<unk>, rushed Joyce after accepting; as the school was already closing its morning activities and preparing to receive the evening class, Armando put the things in the various doors of the cart and soon stood up and pushed it being followed by Thaddeus and his sister. In little more than twenty minutes, the trio reached their destination. Armando's residence was in a dead-end alley paved with cobblestones and well-kept guides where you could see just over a dozen ground floor houses whose construction seemed to date from many years ago, but still retained a charm that went unnoticed at the time not attracting interest from new residents, as most of the owners had already died and left no heirs. Armando explained that in addition to his house, few others were still occupied and that sooner or later there could become an abandoned place. "I think I still have a piece of milk pudding in the refrigerator! Would you like to try it?" he asked after pulling the popcorn cart next to a car whose wear and tear and poor care proved that it had not been used for a long time. In his cunning way, Joyce anticipated accepting this invitation further while Tadeu tried to control his gluttonous look. Already seated at the table, the brothers eagerly enjoyed the delicious treat before Armando's witty gaze. "Well, you guys enjoy the candy that the old man here needs to pee!" he said at one point standing up and walking down the side corridor into a side door. Joyce and Thaddeus glanced at each other, and the brother noticed the talkative air of the sister who wasted no time in getting up and jumping on the tip of her feet until she reached the door that was partially closed; when she caught a glimpse of Armando putting his bulging appendix out of his pants allowing a jet to project towards the toilet, the young woman opened her eyes, not holding back from nibbling her lips in a gesture of pure lust; she was dazzled by the dimensions of the member still in a state of relaxation imagining him when laughing. When Armando finally returned to the kitchen not realizing that he had been spied on, he thought it best for the brothers to leave, as he did not want them to have problems in his house. After saying goodbye to the firefighter, Thaddeus and Joyce began walking back to their house with the young woman talking non-stop about what she had seen when she had spied on the bathroom, stoking her brother's equally avid curiosity. That night, after everyone had recovered, Thaddeus was surprised by the visit of his sister who wearing only a tiny underwear ran towards his bed waving her prominent breasts of insinuating firmness, coming to lie down next to him; the boy struggled to disguise the erection growing between his legs even realizing that his sister had already noticed the event. "I want to play a little with your bong!" she said in a malicious tone, already putting her hand under the sheet, groping for her brother's member, which she soon found stiff and pulsating. "When I spied your Armando, I was amazed! The old man has a huge pause! And look, he wasn't even hard! ..., he gave me a hard-on! And you want to play with mine? <unk> asked the brother trying to lose and shame, since Joyce was provoking him <unk> So I want you to do as Mommy does on Daddy! ..., with your mouth! Without making a fuss, Joyce pulled the sheet until her brother's rigid member was exposed, leaning towards her until he could get it in his mouth, sucking voluptuously while gently squeezing his brother's protruding balls; Thaddeus, in turn, stroked his sister's silky hair and held himself back from whining, denouncing to the rest of the family what was going on in that room. "Come on, let's do as Mom and Dad did that night ... I'll suck you and you'll suck me! But I'm on top!" Joyce suggested, getting rid of his underwear, already pushing his brother and coming over him; Tadeu looked at that unused vulva, and after caressing her, he began to lick her body with a certain enthusiasm before she shyly licked his sister's fingers, and as soon as we were in the room, Joyce suggested that we lose an orgasm. The libidinous play between the brothers lasted for a long time and only came to an end when Thaddeus without warning made fun of ejaculating inside the mouth of his sister who was not able to retain so much semen that leaked profusely from the member, letting it drain through the stomach of the brother who had also licked his mouth with the liquids pouring from his sister's vagina. Immediately, Joyce got up and taking his tiny lingerie ran towards the door. <unk>Try to sort out this whole mess, see?<unk>, warned Joyce still wiping his lips with the palm of his hand, leaving a prostrate Thaddeus. "It's going to be today! It has to be!" commented Joyce with her brother early in the morning as they drove to school in an emphatic tone. "Does it have to be today, what?" he said with a puzzled expression. -Today I'll find out the hard size of that pirouette of your Armando <unk> she answered exasperated <unk> It has to be today ..., because dad is going to work and mom is going to Aunt Augusta's house ..., so ... "You're crazy, aren't you?" his brother interrupted, stunned. -Go, you cloaked one! And I'm not going alone! ..., you're going with me! <unk> corrected the sister with an emphatic tone <unk> And there's no point in running away! ..., let's say you'll enjoy it too ..., it's just a nice little game! Thaddeus knew his sister well enough to know that when she got caught up in something there was no one to stop her. They passed by his Armando's cart exchanging quick greetings and some instigating smiles; at the end of the school term, Joyce ran to the firecracker asking for a colored jelly that he gave her with more smiles. "Do you still have pudding in your house, your Armando?" she asked in a friendly way that always captivated the subject. "My little princess always has!" he replied in a cheerful tone. -There is no ..., and Thaddeus goes with me ..., today we have no hurry! <unk> returned the girl with an even more insinuating tone. Patiently, they waited for the doors of the school to close and then went to the baker's house; already settled in the small kitchen, the brothers enjoyed the pudding offered to them by Armando who sat next to them enjoying the scene, especially the way Joyce licked his lips and then smiled at him. While doing so, Joyce observed the expression on Armando's face that had changed when he saw the naked busted young woman, denouncing an excitement contained at the expense of much effort, but which expanded in his swelling groin. "Oh, your Armando! Is your dick hard?" she asked, pretending to be surprised, pointing her finger at the bulge that stubbornly pushed the fabric and also observing her brother's startled face. "Oh, damn it", said the old man, placing his hand on his crotch in a feeble attempt to conceal what had already been announced. "Nothing, Armando!" she said softly as she walked up to the guy whose eyes seemed to be dominated by Joyce's vision. "Is he really big? Can we see? Just a little bit!" "I don't think that's right and, uh, what are you doing?" said Armando in a stunned tone as Joyce placed her hand on his groin and squeezed it gently. - Fuck you! How big and tough he is, you Armando! - Joyce thought, squeezing his groin even harder. - Ah! Please! Show him! ..., what's wrong with that? And I'm asking you! Defeated by Joyce's disquieting voice and languid gaze, Armando finally gave in; he stood up and slowly opened the doorway exposing his member of enormous shapes before the wide eyes of Joyce and also of his brother. "So no, neither your Armando! Lower your pants so we can see you!" demanded Joyce in an alarmed tone. Armando gave a cheeky smile and opened his pants by pulling them down along with the samba-song underwear displaying all the vigor of his virile anatomy whose rigidity was frightening. Driven by excitement, Joyce did not hesitate to stretch out his hand until he found that he could not strap the mast completely and with a naughty chuckle began to masturbate the old man whose expression was now pure lust. "Is it cute like that, your Armando? Are you doing the right thing?" she asked in a sassy tone while maintaining the manipulation of the member. Armando limited himself to nodding with his head looking sideways at Thaddeus who remained with a startled look looking at the stick his sister had in her hands. "Wait a minute, your Armando", said Joyce interrupting what he was doing to take off his shirt from his uniform, revealing his breasts whose fullness made Armando salivate like an animal full of excitement. The old man opened an expression of absolute amazement and with fearful gestures took his hand to Joyce's breasts squeezing them and pinching the nipples causing the young woman to release a hysterical scream. "Hand, come! Let's all play together! Take off the clothes that I want to feel two parakeets in my hands!" asked Joyce to Thaddeus in an effusive and emphatic tone. Thaddeus hesitated for a moment, but realizing that Armando did not oppose he took off the uniform and already with the cane approached his sister who soon presented him with a synchronized masturbation with the one Joyce used to do for the old man; this realizing a certain fear in Thaddeus passed his arm around the boy's waist making both of them sit very close together facilitating the task of manipulating two joyous limbs with his hand. Armand still swirled Joyce's breasts feeling her firmness and softness as well as squeezing Thaddeus against himself seeming to also enjoy the contact with the youthful skin of the beardless boy. Realizing that the climax of the males was inexorably approaching, Joyce caused Armando and Thaddeus to separate by facing each other with her kneeling between them intensifying their hand gestures, until the moment when both reached their peak erupting into a profuse, hot and viscous joy that overwhelmed Joyce's breasts whose expression of indescribable ecstasy seemed to be even more vehement than that of her partners. <unk> Well, today I think it's a good day!