Carmelita eyed Mark’s stiff cock with lust. She knew the devilish glint in her dark eyes told him better than words that his new Stepmother was more eat-hungry now than fuck-hungry. She was standing before him, naked from the waist down, baiting him with her cunt, while her wet pink tongue licked still another invitation across her plush red lips.
Suddenly her heart was pounding faster when a wicked little smile creased his lips.
Without waiting another second, she dropped to her knees before him, her pink tongue darting out to swoop away the drop of creamy nectar that oozed from the eye of his lust-hardened prick. Then her pouty red lips sipped teasingly around the ballooning knob at the end of his cock. He carefully lowered himself to the ground, so as not to lose those moist, sensuous lips on his burning cock for even an instant.
For Carmelita, the agony of her own wanton lust had to wait until she carefully, thoroughly, painstakingly entertained the boy’s throbbing cock. Then, and only then, would he know the kind of treatment she expected from him when he ate her.
The thought of it made her cunt juice with hominess. Even as her puffy lips worked their way down his cock to his balls, her mind was consumed by the thought of his hot mouth working on her hot juicy cunt. It made her delirious to think her craving pussy would finally have the relief that only a tongue could bring it.
Fucking and cock-sucking were great, too, she told herself as the smell and taste of his hard cock worked its way into her mind. But every girl needed a tongue-fucking once in a while!
She was measuring his big cock with her lips and eyes now, drooling at the prospect of having it tucked in her cunt, after he had prepared the way for it with. his tongue. Then she parted tier lips slightly, tantalizing hi, at the base of his cock-shaft with the heat and moistness of her mouth as she began a slow trip back to the tip of his blood-engorged prick. He was eager to cram his cock into the steaming moistness of her mouth, and she admired the self control he was as exercising.
“Man! You sure love that meat, don’t you?” Mark moaned approvingly.
“Mmmmmm… what woman , wouldn’t?” she breathed back, her eyes dancing with delight when she lifted them to meet his.
“Kiss my balls
gasped. “That really lights my lire. Makes my short-hairs stand when your hot mouth sucks on my balls.., Carmelita responded to his eqdest withbut hesitation. She cupped the wrinkled nuts in her hand and lifted them to her kissing, sipping lips. Then slowly, teasingly, her tongue shot out and she began battering his balls with saliva; Her tongue slithered from the loose flesh of his balls down to the crack of his ass making Mark groan in ecstasy A as she ticked at his ass-hole.
It was just as exciting for Carmelita, knowing that shb could build this young stud to such a feverish pitch with the experienced probing other snaking tongue. Besides stirring her own juices with the taste of his ass and cock, she knew he would always remember her as the greatest experience in his life. That, too, was a stimulant to her rumbling cunt. And as the tempo of their wanton lust increased, they became totally lost to the heat and excitement of their lewd game, neither of them realizing they were being watched.
Barry watched his stepmother as she leaned forward and ran the tip of her tongue up the shaft of his older brother?s prick, starting way down on the balls as far underneath them as space permitted her pretty face to plunge. She worked her way up to the bulging red knob, butterfly tonguing his prick-shaft as she approached the tip. Now she was stroking his cock steadily with her whole hand, not fast, but with a deliberate tempo, full strokes milking the rod into her moist red lips, commencing a hard in-and-out sucking motion. Then she sucked her stepson’s cock to the tonsils on the downstroke, and out almost to the point of extraction on the upstroke, keeping her tongue in constant motion. Barry heard the little groans escaping his brother’s lips.
“Jesus!” his brother kept saying time after time. “Jesus!”
The ground around where the two squirming bodies lay was spongy with layers of pine needles. Barry was perched twenty-five feet above them, on a boulder, and he doubted if Carmelita. and his brother could have stopped even if they knew he was there.
Jesus, Dad would kill them both if’ he caught them, Barry thought. But it served their father fight! He never should have brought that whore.
cock tail waitress and her sixteen-year-old daughter back to the ranch from Las Vegas, then married the bitch; and given her everything tat would have belonged to his mother, had she lived. Slut! There she was, only one month married, and fucking her new husband’s son! And maybe it wasn’t the first time, maybe ha just hadn’t seen them before.
Mark was twenty-one, and Barry always knew his brother was a real cunt-hound; he even envied his brother’s reputation in the little Arizona town. Barry was only eighteen, but he’d been down to Madam’s whorehouse on Main Street a few times, and he was sure he would never develop Marks reputation.
The thirty-three year old broad that his father insisted Barry call “Mother” was now poppin’ Marks whole cock in and out of her mouth, licking her own saliva back off it, taking it up to her gullet with ease, wrapping the fuck-root with her tongue, the fuzzy crotch hairs tick1ing at her cheeks. Barry felt tinges of sorrow for his dumb father, but at the same time he couldn’t help being turned on
“Ohhh, suck it, Carmelita. Suck my cock!” Mark moaned.
The name Carmelita fitted her. She was a beautiful copper-skinned. woman with long black hair that flowed down her back. At the moment however, it was flowing in soft strands over Mark’s naked belly.
Carmelita was feasting with wild pleasure, eating her stepson’s cock and balls with great enthusiasm.
She was kneeling between Mark’s naked thighs, her eyes glittering with desire, dark and staring at his huge, hard prick.
Mark’s meaty cock was swollen and swaying under his stepmother’s lickings. For a long time she lingered at his swollen balls, licking them fervently with her tongue, kissing them with her moist red lips, smearing her lipstick on them. Then she again took the huge, hard head of Mark’s swollen prick into her warm, moist lips, clamping the throbbing meat firmly and wetly, nursing lovingly on it. Her lovely face was distorted with passion her cheeks hollowed as the stiff, lubricated shaft of cock-flesh slid slowly deeper between her lips.
A feeling of excitement was building in Barry’s own body as he watched his new stepmother slowly sucking the hard cock into the wet cave of her mouth. Then her pink tongue was making hot, moist circles on the knob, swirling round and round slavishly, bobbing her head faster and faster as she sucked and sucked . . . until Mark’s cock erupted, and hot; sticky gushes of sperm filled her mouth. She was swallowing hard and fast, eager to capture every drop of jizz.
Barry really couldn’t blame his brother. He himself had felt the warm beginnings of guilty hard-ons just watching this magnificent woman at dinners or lunches in the big ranch house. She towered in statuesque grandness as she walked to and from the kitchen, her black hair flowing in drifts behind her, a strand or two even falling into the sharp crevice between her high, taut fits.
Carmelita was standing with her back to Barry now, her legs spread wide, completely naked from the waist down, the globes of her big ass looking so very kissable. Her black hair trailed down across the whiteness of that blouse like an arrow, pointing to the deep crack of that delightful ass. The twin buns moved invitingly as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other.
Mark was kneeling in front of her, his cock hard again as he smiled lewdly and got ready to suck his stepmother’s cunt. Reaching around her, Mark gripped the cheeks of her ass in his hands, pulling her cunt towards his face and spreading these rounded globes at the same time. Carmelita braced her hands on. his shoulders and, bending slightly forward at the waist, began grinding her hot pussy against his face.
“Oh, Mark darling suck my cunt just a little higher! Suck on my cunt!” she pleaded, her perfect ass revolving in a smooth fuck motion.
Mark’s tongue located the bud licking at it. As one of his fingers forced its way up her ass-hole, her hands left his shoulders and gripped her butt-cheeks, attempting to spread them wider for his invading finger, to feel its full length twist and screw into her butt.
“Ohhh.!” Carmelita hissed. “Your father won’t tongue-lick me. .But you! Ohhh, please! Shove it all the way up my aching cunt! I need it! I need it!”
She was gripping the back of his head, pulling his face into the quivering jelly of her cunt, and her back was arched, Mark sucked it, nibbled the clitoris, driving Carmelita wild. He was dragging his tongue from the top of her clinging gash to her ass-hole.
Carmelita’s full ass rotated wildly. She threaded her fingers desperately through his thick hair as she stiffened and orgasmed, her shoulders jolting, bunching spasmodically.
At last, Mark stood up and turned his stepmother around. He . put his arms around her and began playing with her big tits, his hard prick brushing against the velvet skin of her naked ass. He began tonguing her ear from behind.
“You’re ready to fuck, now, aren’t you, Carmelita?” he asked, moving his rigid cock against her ass, which was bending in invitation.
Carmelita didn’t answer, just reached behind her, grabbed his cock with a hot and trembling hand, and guided it to the drooling mouth of her hot cunt. She moved down and forward until she was on her knees on the ground.
They fucked furiously, throwing dirt around, Mark on his knees behind his crouched stepmother, bending his body like a bow while he fucked and bit her back and her neck, reaching around her body and grabbing her tits. Squealing, both of them were squealing, she twisting her ass in jerky rapid rhythm, and he pounding faster and faster. The cock kept disappearing into her cunt and Barry felt himself get hotter and hotter as his brother and stepmother fucked furiously among the pine needles.
Carmelita’s hanging tongue began to wake up and lick furiously at her lips, and the struggles of her hips assumed a rhythmic character. Their limbs towed with sweat and Mark’s hips now sucked into the rhythm of her rocking body, now fast, now, stow. They came together, moaning and groaning in a fever of lust.
Barry slid back off the boulder and stood up. The confinement of his tight jeans over his hard-on was painful. He was almost limping as he walked back along the path to the barn, a few hundred yards away. God, he was horny!
The vane creaked around, pointing to the southwest, disturbing a .. perched bird which complained with agitated coos. That was when Barry saw her. Nancy, Carmelita’s daughter. She flitted down the steps of the big house, walking loosely, lazily.
At that moment Nancy was wishing she and her mother were still back in Las Vegas. She had learned to love that swinging town, the celebrities, the lights. Here, there was nothing! She shook her head in disgust, not knowing Barry was watching her.
He stood behind the rail fence until it became clear where Nancy was going. She was headed for the big barn. Ho grinned to himself and backed up quickly staying close toy the building so she wouldn’t see him. He entered the side door and wound his way between the stacks of baled hay. He hurried across the open space at the center of the barn and tumbled into the straw pile which was just inside the main door.
He snuggled low in the loose straw and partially covered himself as he waited for the big door to slide back, admitting Nancy into the barn.
The wait wasn’t long. The door gave a groan, then rasped along its metal track as Nancy pushed it open. She hesitated, peering into the dimly lit building. Barry watched lustfully as the sunlight behind her turned her hair into spun silk. Her skirt was puffed out around her hips and hung loosely at her thighs. It would be easy to push up he speculated. His cock tensed in his snug jeans.
Come in,. baby! he silently implored. Come in and come fuck.
As if she’d gotten his message, Nancy stepped trough the doorway, moving out of the light and into dimness.
Barrys heart thumped harder. He didn’t get this excited over the girls at Madam’s at least, not since the fist few times.
Barry could almost feel electricity from Nancy’s vibrant young body as she moved cautiously towards the center of the barn, glancing around. When she passed directly in front of his hiding place. Barry admired the high, firm mounds of his stepsister’s tits as they jutted proudly forward.
They would make a couple of great handfuls!
His prick grew larger and harder at the thought of what he was about to do. Except for the constriction of his Levi’s his cock would have been straight as a post.
He waited until she reached the center of the barn, then he quickly crawled out of the straw pile without making a sound, stepped to the main door of the building, and slid it closed.
The sound startled Nancy, and she whirled about.
“Surprise!” Barry said with a grin. His Stetson was pushed onto the back of his head, and he had a straw stuck in his mouth. The front of his pants bulged with his hard cock, but Nancy didn’t look there.
She smiled with relief. “Wow, you scared me!”
“Aw, come on,” he said soothingly as he approached her. “You were hopin’ to find me here, weren’t you?”
She blinked, wondering what he meant by that. But she didn’t make anything of it.
“I wasn’t hoping to find anybody,” she said. “I was just out for a walk.”
He drew closer. He was almost up to his stepsister now, a cocky grin still plastered on his youthful, pudgy face. “Kind of a funny place to be walking ain’t it? A big old dark , barn like this. Anybody coulda been in here. It’s a good thing it was me huh, baby?”
He boldly tweaked the tip of one of her tits. Sharp thrills blossomed from her nipple, and it hardened against the fabric of her bra.
Nancy was shocked. “Wh-what did you do that for’!” “Just being friendly,” he said, as he continued to grin at her. “Come on whatta you say we lie down over there in the straw for a while?”
Nancy was bewildered. This couldn’t be the boy she’d joked with at the breakfast table, who’d smiled at her and talked so nicely! Dismay registered on her pretty face, and she took a backward step.
Laughing lewdly, Barry grasped his stepsister by the arm, He began, dragging her toward the straw.
“No!’ she cried, trying to fight him off. “What are you doing? Let me go!”
But her cries were as useless as her: struggles. Barry was strong, and be had no trouble pulling her to the straw pile and tossing her onto the soft bed.
He laughed as if it was all a game. Sometimes he played this way with tire girls at Madam’s and they liked it. But Nancy was terrified.
He dropped partially atop his stepsister and drew her into a close embrace. “Now we’re gonna get acquainted, baby, he said.
“Noooooo! Let me up! I’l1 scream!”
He laughed and kept hugging her As they writhed in the 1oose straw. He was a monster. Her stepbrother was going to rape her! Nancy knew she would have to scream, though she wasn’t sure she could be heard outside the huge barn.
She opened her mouth wide and let out a piercing shriek. But not much of it escaped before
Barry clamped his hand over her mouth, stilling the sound.
“Hey, you’re some kinda hellcat, ain’t you?” he said, pressing against her as he tried to hold her mouth and control her arms and legs at the same time. Nancy felt a lump at the front of his clothes and she knew he had a hard-on. At that instant her mind’s eye pictured a cock, pictured it as a thick, stiff weapon, wet and hot. God! What was she going to do?
She was in the grip of cold fright such as she’d never known ‘before. Then suddenly this changed, cold giving way to heat as Barry clamped his mouth onto hers and his tongue forced its way obscenely between her teeth. At the same time, his hand glided up the front of her body to grasp a round, jutting Ut in his strong hand. He squeezed it through her blouse and bra..
Giddy sensations swamped her brain as her tit involuntarily throbbed under her stepbrother’s lustful mauling. Oh, no! she thought desperately. I can’t let him touch my tides! This is wrong! But she couldn’t seem to do anything about it. He was lying on one of her arms, arid he held the other one down, leaving him a free hand to roam over her at will. She didn’t dare kick violently, for fear her skirt would slide up.
He pulled his wet mouth off hers and panted. “Quit fightin’ so blamed much! I ain’t gonna kill you.” He chuckled. “Baby, we could have us a real fine time if you’d just let yourself go.”
Then he did something that sent shock waves slamming through her. He abruptly dipped his hand under her skirt and slithered it up her smooth, warm thighs. It went all the way to her panties, right where the thin nylon was stretched over her cunt mound, and the shock turned into a bail of flame that threatened to consume her completely.
“Nooooo!” she exclaimed, and attempted to push his hand down. But her legs responded to a different urge, easing open as he stroked her nylon panty crotch. His darting fingers caressed her cunt-lips through the filmy cloth, and her cries of protest turned into moans of carnal excitement. Her head tolled. Hey arms went limp.
“You’ve got a hot little pussy.” he whispered.
Nancy fought harder, slapping him across the face and trying to scratching him. But Barry slid his fingers under the elastic legband and when he touched her delicate pussy hairs and soft cunt-lips she received the strongest jolt of excitement yet. Once more, her resistance ebbed. He violated her moist, heated slit with the tips of his fingers and her brain reeled. Nancy knew she had to but she couldn’t seem to galvanize her muscles into, action. She felt weak and loose. Yet the saline kind of tension she’d felt of late was now building in her nervous system, demanding release.
She whimpered as Barry fingered her tense clitoris, sending sharp, hot impulses racing through her. It was as if she were caught in thick, oozing quicksand, immobilizing her resistance and pulling her down.
Her stepbrother withdrew his hand from her panties, giving her momentary reprieve. However, he immediately began to unbutton her blouse.
“Don’t. . . please don’t.. . ” she heard herself murmur. But he paid no attention and kept right on, opening her blouse completely. He pulled it out from under the waistband of her skirt.
Now it was simply a matter of twisting her supple young body and wrenching open the hooks of her bra. Nancy felt her tits surge forward in sudden freedom, and this shocked her into a new burst of resistance. She struck at him.
But when Barry pulled the slack cups off her round, quivering tits and wrapped his hands around those silken mounds, again her resistance gave way. She felt terribly degraded as his rough hands mauled her delicate tits. This was sinful. It was wrong yet the sensations that swept through her body were ones of warmth and exquisite delight! Nancy couldn’t understand herself. This was like her obscene nightmares all over again, only much worse! “Sweet baby . . . ” Barry moaned. “Hey, you’re really something.
He was punishing her tits, squeezing and twisting them. His fingertips concentrated on her thrillingly stiff pink nipples, rolling them and tugging them upward. Her stepbrother bent his head and she felt his hot mouth surround one of the tingling buds. His tongue stroked it moistly, then his lips sucked it up.
Her nipple danced in his wet, warm mouth, buffeted by his tongue and washed by his syrupy saliva, She’d never felt such thrills! They were unbelievable!: “Yes! Yes!” she moaned unwillingly.
Barry straightened up at last, his face flushed. Strands of light-brown hair were dangling across his forehead. He grinned.
“Now I’ve got something to show you,” he said. Nancy seemed to see him through a- cloud as he opened the front of his Levi’s, reached inside and brought out his cock., he immediately slid the foreskin back off its bulling prick-head, and she gazed at what appeared to be a thick, rosy arrow sticking out of his open fly.
“Noooo. Oooohhh, nooooooo” she said again, but now her protest was only a hoarse murmur as she stared spellbound at his big thick prick.
He carried her hand to his cock, and she wrapped her trembling fingers around the strong, handsome shaft. A drop of clear lubricant oozed out of the piss-hole and washed down over the bulbous cock-head.. She felt the throb of his hot young prick. It was an unbelievable sensation, giving her chills of wicked delight. She wanted to pet and stroke her stepbrother’s cock, but at the same time something inside her sounded an alarm.
He waited to see what his stepsister would do. But he quickly drew her hand back, the sudden motion causing his cock to sway jerkily to and fro.
“If you don’t want to play with it, I figure I’ll have to put it to work.” he said, then quickly pulled her skirt up around her waist.
He touched her belly through her shimmering pink panties, then carefully took hold of the dainty garment at both sides, gathering the filmy cloth in his hands. He tugged, and her panties began to slide down, exposing her navel, her delicately rounded tummy, then the first wisps of her blonde pussy curls. Unlike her mother, Nancy was fair-skinned, golden-haired.
Gazing down and seeing this happen watching her panties slide away somehow gave Nancy the strength she’d been lacking. It was as if she knew that if she didn’t stop him now, she never would be able to.
Summoning up all her moral and physical resources, she began to fight fiercely. Barry caught only the merest glimpse of the slit which nestled amid the forest of blonde cunt curls before him, and she frantically tugged her panties up around her hips once more and struggled to her feet.
“Hey, wait!” Barry yelled in surprise. “Come back!”
But Nancy was already running across the barn towards the door. Her skirt had dropped to conceal her thighs, but her tits bobbed naked between the flapping edges of her blouse.
Barry sat where he was and sadly watched her escape. He wasn’t about to use force, not real force if she didn’t want to fuck. But he knew there would be another time. Her body had wanted to screw him even if her puritanical morals hadn’t. And his pretty stepsister was worth waiting for.
He gripped his stiff pecker and fingered it idly as he recalled the thrills of the last few minutes touching her juicy little cunt; fondling her firm, resilient tits; the glimpses he’d had of her nipples, her golden pussy curls, precious slit. His cock throbbed harder in her encircling hand.
He gazed down at it and decided he might as well do what he felt like doing; otherwise he would remain hung up all dat It was no fun riding horseback with a pair of aching balls!
Barry settled back in the straw and closed his eyes. Summoning up a vision of Nancy as she’d been just moments before her tits and cunt wantonly exposed, her mouth panting hotly he began to stroke his iron-hard prick in a businesslike fasbion. As the moistly clinging foreskin worked up and down on his super-sensitive shaft, voluptuous emotions flooded his consciousness stimulating as all hell were the erotic image of the girl he’d just tried to fuck.
He visualized his stepsister totally nude, lying with her legs spread wide apart,, her little pink cunt thrillingly exposed and vulnerable. He felt himself fucking it, and his head turned light. He stroked his stiff prick rapidly; He saw Nancy lying on her belly now, with her beautiful ass in the air as he approached her from the fear. He worked his hard cock into her tender cunt, then drilled it deep. He screwed her dog-fashion and felt her firm, rubbery butt compress and bounce against the slap of his lower belly, Finally there was the supreme thrill of having
Nancy approach him while he lay on his back with his stiff cock soaring upward. She imprisoned the head of his cock in her warm, sucking mouth and drew on it while her tongue licked lasciviously over his hot, tinging prick-flesh.
Imagining Nancy fucking and sucking him was so exciting that he couldn’t hold back any longer, and the cum fountained out of his thrusting cock as he continued to pump his encircling fingers up and down around it. Spurt after spurt of thick, milky jizz arced from the tip of his bulging red knob and landed in the straw. He groaned. His eyes rolled back behind closed lids. His whole body arched. He held his foreskin way back and the head of his prick slowly stopped twitching, expelling its final few drops of hot, creamy fuck-juice.
The roads came into Cinimon Ranch out of raw purple mountains that always cuddled other colors streaked high in jagged folds. The. entire ranch seemed to be always hidden under a low-hanging cloud of pale dust. Nancy looked out of . her upstairs bedroom window and said aloud again, “I hate it!”
She had spent a particularly restless night, and even now, just after seven, her body was warmed and glowing with a particularly feminine sensation, a union of pleasure and guilt.
She walked back and lowered herself to her four-poster bed. Her blonde hair was in disarray, and there was perspiration on her forehead and warm tits. She closed her eyes and pictured herself seducing Barry, drawing him into her bed, holding his convulsing body as he fucked her and filled her cunt with his sperm.
Yes, she hated this place… but now, from somewhere deep within herself, she had to admit that her position in life was gloriously changed. She was frightened and yet monstrously elated. Barry would try again to fuck her, she knew that. But what she didn’t know was whether her body could wait for him!
The itch in her cunt had kept her awake half the night. The pain in the tightness of her nipples was almost unbearable, waking her each time she had dozed off In her mind’s eye she kept seeing that thick, rosy cock-head sticking out of the open fly in his Levi’s. And regardless of how many times she washed her hand, she could still feel that burning throbbing shaft of cock-meat as though it was still locked in her fist.
There was a sound outside in the hallway, and Nancy opened her eyes wide. She got up and moved silently to her door, listening intently. She heard only the creaking of the old house and her own uneven breathing. It was nothing, just her imagination, she told herself. She was sure she had the house to herself all day today. Mark and Barry, her mother and new stepbrother had all left for Winslow, seventy miles away, for an entire day of shopping. She bad made a silly-sounding excuse in order not to be included in the outing. Actually she hadn’t been able to picture herself sitting in the back seat of the car, next to Barry, after what had happened in the barn.
Feeling safely alone with her secret again, she moved Over to the vanity and looked at herself in the mirror. She thought about the thick hardness of Barry’s cock when it had been in her hand the day before. A wondro,us thing! Goose pimples rose all, over her body and waves of hominess washed over her with Ahxilling intensity. Her hand moved under her nightdress and a finger touched, teased her vibrating cut.
Nancy squeezed her thighs together aroijnd her hand. Her pussy-1ips had become wet, the small slit had oozed open, and her finger slid, then slipped, outward and upward as it caressed her slithery itching cunt-flesh. Then she slowly combed her fingers through her juice-soaked beaver. The memory of Barry’s fingers on her hot cunt was so fresh in her mind, she had little difficulty thinking it was’hia greedy hand there now.
“Well, well, Miss Cold-cunt ain’t so cold after all. My, my. What d’ya know about that!” It was Barry’s voice, and he stood in the open doorway with a knowing grin on his handsome face.
“Barry! I…errr— I thought you went with the others to Winslow!”
“And leave you here all by your lonesome all day? Wouldn’t think of it. Listen … about yesterday… I was just so damned horny, I.. “Don’t apologize,” Nancy snapped, “Well, I was gonna, but after coming in here and seeing you fingering yourself, maybe I ought to try again.
“Shut up! I mean… oh, Barry, I’m so embarrassed! You wouldn’t tell..
“Let’s get something straight, girl. Our secrets will be strictly our secrets. That make you feel better?”
Nancy smiled. She stood up and turned her back to him. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. It wasn’t just what you did yesterday, Barry. Lately I’ve been feeling so…
“Horny’s what you’re trying to say, hmmm?”
“I’m a virgin, Barry.”
“Time you did something about that, baby,” Barry said and then moved into the room, closing the door behind him.
“I’m so dumb. If… if you could.., teach me. If you’d promise to be gentle. . . if you wouldn’t tell anyone …
For an answer, he turned . her around and held her chin up close to his. Then Nancy found herself lost in the warmth of his kiss, in the heat of his body against her, in the throb inside her cunt.
Slowly he peeled her nightdress off and shed his own clothes. She stammered, conscious of his eyes staring down at her round tits, and his muscular leg moving up and down her thigh.
He pushed her long, honey-colored hair back from her shoulder and kissed her warmly on the cheek. She squirmed.
“Hmmmmmm. Leave it to me, he moaned, and wiggled his wet tongue in her ear. He moved her down on the huge bed.
She flinched and tried, to continue in a matter-of-fact tone, “I really like you very much, and just because I asked you to help me like, I don’t want you to think. .”
Casually moving his arm down her back, he slipped his hand around her tiny waist. He looked back into her eyes and wrapped his naked leg completely around her tense thigh. “Don’t worry. I’m not thinking much of anything at the moment.”
He moved his hand up and touched the bottom of one soft, conical tit with his fingertips. Then, lifting his leg up, be turned his body, slightly sideways,. letting his hot, pulsing cock fall against her quivering leg.
Nancy gulped, really nervous now and breathing a great, deal faster. She turned her face to his and her arms dropped to her sides completely uncovering her milky white jugs.
“Oh, baby,” he smiled, throwing the covers to one side. lie took his arm from behind her back, sat up. and vabbtd her tits in his hands. “God, they’re beautiful! They even smell like a baby’s powdered ass,” he whispered, bending down and sucking noisily on one pink nipple as his hands squeezed and teased the gorgeous mounds of tit. Wiggling his tongue from one firm nipple to the other, he swallowed all of each tit that his mouth could take.
She gasped.
Then he pressed the soft flesh together and ran his hot tongue wildly from one rich nipple to the other again, but faster now. Not interrupting his movements, he maneuvered his body so his knees were between his stepsister’s legs. Kissing, nipping, and tonguing the delicious red buttons, he pushed his face deep into each trembling globe, leaving them moist with his saliva.
“Oh, darling, what a terrific feeling!” she cried passionately as her hands pulled his head ever closer to her, feeling his mouth suck the ache from her tits.
“Ohhh, don’t ever stop,” she moaned.
Changing his position, Barry stood up on the bed, moved from between her legs and maneuvered his knees beneath her arms. She tensed again.
Ignoring her questioning look, he grabbed hold of the bed frame for support. Her eyes widened, startled, as she gazed at his hard cock looming enormously above her face. Carefully, he sat down and placed it between her tits, which were still drenched with his spit. She turned her face to the side, frightened, as she focused on the large purple head of his prick, only inches from her mouth. Grabbing both her warm tits in his strong hands, he tubbed them up and down firmly against the sides of his thick, pounding cock.
“Oh, God! Oh, God!” she moaned.
He reached out and grabbed hold of the bed frame again, sliding his hard, wet prick across her soft boobs leaning forward, he pushed it against her lips. She twisted her head to the side, wincing.
He took a different tack. Moving back between her legs, he leaned forward and ran his hot tongue over her smooth; flat belly, into her perfect navel, then on down into the mesh of soft, curly blonde hair above her juicy cunt. She quivered.
“Mmmmmmm, like a bed of roses,” he sighed as he pressed his nose into her beaver and inhaled deeply. “You don’t know what a precious little cunt you’ve got there, baby. But you know what it’s for when I get through with lesson number one,” he promised as he moved her from side to side, wiggling his tongue down between her thighs.
“Oh! Ooooooohhhhhh!” She sighed as he licked up and down avidly over her tender swelling cut. A little tear escaped her eye ashe thrust his long tongue in and out against the puckering lips of her virgin cunt, sucking fervently.
“We better stop, we better STOP!” she choked, but her flngers dug into his hair frantically. He pushed his face over deeper into her cunt as he lapped her juice away hungrily.
“No!” she cried as he spread her cunt-lips a little more his fingers, then tongued in and out, trying to force open her virgin cunt mouth..
“Were gonna need Vaseline or baby oil,” he breathed into he cunt. “You’re pretty tight.” He nuzzled again at her clenched cunt-hole, driving her wild with the hot breath from his nostrils sweeping through the nest of cunt hairs. “You got any?”
She shook her head no, still crying. Then he saw the jar of face cream on the dresser and decided on that. He opened the jar and slapped a hunk of the cream over his stiff, throbbing cock.
Nancy stared at the massive tool, greased with cream and pounding skyward, as he nestled back between her legs.
“Now don’t worry, honey. You’re gonna love every second of this. Honestly, it’s the simplest thing in the world. It’ll be nice and easy.” He smiled as he directed the slippery head of his prick to the lips of her juicy pussy.
As he gently pushed his prick in her gash, she groaned and closed her eyes. “Just relax, will you?” he whispered as he leaned forward carefully, his hands underneath her armpits. He pushed his demanding cock-head a little deeper in his stepsister’s cunt-mouth. Her body stiffened. “You got the sweetest little box in the world, so great, so warm and tight,” he murmured. He thrust once more and she moaned again. “See? I’ve already got the head inside. I know it hurts a little, but it feels so damn good at the same time, right’?”
She nodded her head against his shoulder. It did feel sensational, so thick and filling, almost to the point of gagging a little in the back of the throat she thought. And thea he shoved: all the way.
“Ooowwww!” she cried out; grabbing hold of his arms.
“It’s in. My cock s in your cunt!” he groaned, as if surprised himself. He lowered himself gently onto her trembling body. He looked down at those big tits bulging between their bodies. “Terrific, baby. Just terrific!”
She answered with gurgling, animal-lust sounds from deep in her throat. A thick, throbbing, long hunk of meat had smashed through her cherry, shot up through her body and she could feel it lodged in the back of her throat..:. She loved every inch of it!
He took her head gently between his hands and kissed her lips sensuously. He slowly rotated his pelvis,. pushing his cock even deeper inside her torn-open cunt. He moved his tongue into her mouth as she moaned. And with that, they were joined at both ends.
She relaxed a little and her arms pulled him lightly to her hot, perspiring body. He jammed his cock into her tender cunt harder now, and moved his hips slowly from side to side. He felt her flngers dig into his knotted shoulders.
She. turneds her lace from his, panting and gasping. “Oh, darling, I was so scared of this moment, and now it’s so wonderful! You’ve made it everything I’ve dreamed it would be!”
Barry moved his arms down and struggled to place his hands underneath his stepsister’s soft, round as, pushing her pelvis upward as he thrust wildly into her tight cunt-hole. “Open wide and let me in all the way, sweetheart,” he whispered, trembling urgently himself now. His feet felt the bottom frame of the bed, and he pushed against it.
for leverage.
“God, it’s killing me! Please!” she pleaded, feeling his pounding cock stretching her tiny cunt-hole wide.
Barry let his feet drop from the bed frame and slowly pulled his blood-engorged prick partway out of his stepsister’s tight twat, then rammed his pulsating cock all the way in again, pumping her cunt good this time,. up and down, his body rolling furiously over hers.
She kissed him passionately. Her tongue searched inside his mouth now. That sensation in her pussy was the real thing; she sighed appreciatively, knowing that cock belonged there, captive to all her lusty wants. By rolling her hips slightly, she measured the pulsing prick and felt her own juices churning and boiling at the sensation.
Again he pulled his juice-sopped dick out slowly to the head, then plunged its balls deep into her oozing cunt for what seemed to her to be a divine eternity.
Then they drove at each other in pleasurable rapture, the bed rocking noisily under their lewd bumping and grinding. Pulling his hands from beneath her warm body, he pushed them up between their sticky bellies and cupped her violently trembling tits firmly. Her tongue thrust down into his throat and sucked hungrily on it. His hands never stopped kneading and squeezing the heavy tits as he humped excitedly into her fleshy curd. pulling his fire-hot pecker out to its head slowly, then driving deeper, over and over again.
Harder and harder. Stuffing her with more cock each time.
“Oh, God, no, I think. .I think?., she stammered asihe felt her clutching his hair with a new urgency.
then she came with complete surrender, her cunt muscles squeezing madly at his hard cock. Her orgasm swept throuth body and mind like a gist tidal wave, all-consuming, wet and breath taking. Her pent-up anxieties, fears and desires were flushing out of her now.
With utter abandon, Nancy thrust her tight … cunt up at him for more. And he fucked with all his strength until he could feel himself building toward that final urge to blast his creamy load into her sucking cunt.
Pulling her mouth away from hisp she screamed out loud as they writhed together in a delirium of lust, heat, insanity and beauty. AAAAGGGG-HHHHHH! UNNNGGGHHHH!!” she cried, squeezing his thick cook with all the strength of her cunt muscles.
Barry grabbed hold of his stepsister’s legs and lifted them high. Spreading them, he grasped her, ankles for support and dug his ready-to-come rod deeper into her juicy cunt, that final, wild moment of passion coming at him fast now. She sobbed loudly, her head twisting in a frenzy He had to admit to him if at that split second that this fuck was different. Different and too much! His come started clear as crystal deep down inside him and the rapturous feeling spread and ground up through his legs and gut until a chill grabbed at the back of his neck, circled back down thigh his stomach until it gushed uncontrollably up through his cock and cut through his open piss-slit in a pulsating flood of never-ending jism.
She screamed with delight again as she felt the hot cum jet into her cunt shooting high up into her hole over and over again. The tender, hot walls, of her cunt seemed to cry with bliss at the refreshing splash and soothing relief his juice-spitting cock was giving it now.
Her body responded with whiplash writhings, involuntary and frantic. “Nnnrrnngggghhhh! Mmmmmm! Ohhhh, more!” she cried, squeezing and sucking his cock for every last drop. “Delicious! Mmmmmmmm… So delicious!”
Panting heavily, he shakily let her legs down and withdrew his spent cock. She lay limply under him as he sat back and tried to regain his breath.
Heavy, breathless moments went by, but when Nancy stretched luxuriously and used her fingers to spread the lips of her cunt, revealing the tender coral-colored inner flesh, Barry sat back on his haunches and gaped, knowing he really wanted to devour that lovely pussy, He saw a little dimpled hollow on her thigh, about an inch from her cunt, and he. kissed her there. He dropped forward on his elbows, moving his face close to that inviting cunt, already eating it with his eyes.
He deliberately let his breath play across Nancy s inner thigh, then kissed and sucked gently at the spot again. Nancy’s reaction was almost violent.
“Higher!” she cried. “Kiss my pussy!”
He put his mouth on her pulsing gash and flipped her clit with his tongue. He buried his face in that sweet-tasting hole, deeply inhaling its fragrance.
Barry shot his hot little tongue up into her fuck-hole, and Nancy’s ass bounced with joy on the bed. Nancy’s cunt grew even hotter as he reached under her and moved a twitching finger up her ass-hole. She squirmed and sucked the invading finger deeper into the too-tight tunnel, tying to impale her shitter on it Barry stopped his pussy-sucking for just a. second as he revolved his body around on the bed and moaned, “Let me fuck you in the mouth, honey, and before his stepsister could protest, he stabbed inch after inch of his cock into her mouth, driving into her until she thought she would choice.
But Barry knew he really had her now, and-he returned to her hot twat. Directly in front of his eyes, her clitoris was clearly visible, aroused by his tonguing. She was moaning on his prick as only a girl getting her gash tongued can moan, Barry now sucking that cunt eagerly. Her entire body jerked and trembled. The pulsing of his thick meat in her mouth on1y made her grind her sopping-wet cunt tighter against his lapping tongue.
Barry’s wet tongue smeared ever her wet cunt-flesh until it glistened. The ever-moving tongue discovered the strands of damp hair curling out, caressed them. She slid lower and hooked her legs over and around the back of his neck.
Barry’s was a feast of musky, milky juice and tender cunt-meat. His appetite grew stronger as his tongue swept the dew from the soft, velvety walls of her cunt. The smell and taste of her snatch sent his tongue into a frantic snaking, whipping dive deep into her tender cunt for more and more of the sweet nectar. Again and again he drove his tongue deep into the weeping fuck-hole to get more of the delicious juice.
Barry was intoxicated. Somehow excitement and love were all mixed up with exaltation. Never had he felt so powerful. The power… the love . . . the lust.
Now Nancy was no longer sucking, but merely kissing the tip of his cock with unutterable tenderness, then kissing up and down the length of his prick. Soft, open-mouthed, worshipful kisses.
Barry’s brain zoomed, and he sucked deeper into her juicy cunt. Her velvety mouth and wet tongue felt so luscious!
Barry’s head went wild with movement, his tongue licking all around her ass-hold, starting at the top of the crack and licking down over the hole to the space between it and her cunt.
While her soft lips and warm tongue flitted over the head of his prick, she jacked him off with the fingers of one hand and teased. his nuts with the other, her own body tightening toward another orgasm.
Barry pumped a heavy load of cum deep into her mouth at almost the same instant Nancy ex -ploded for what must have been the fourth time.
Their bodies went like rubber and collapsed. And that’s when Barry felt the streak of pain along the side of his head, and red blood ran into. his eyes. He half-crawled; -half fell off the side of the bed and landed on the floor next to the wall. His hand shot to the cut above his eyebrow,:and the blood ran out onto his palm. Then the room came into focus again.
On the other side of the bed, Barry’s father, six foot two and two hundred thirty pounds of hard-skinned rancher, stood with his ham like fists tightly clenched, his eyes red with fury. Nancy’s scream was louder than any of her previous ones, and trickles of Barry’s white cum still dribbled from the corners of her mouth while team streamed from her frightened eyes.
That day the entire house erupted into bedlam and the result was that Nancy found herself sitting in the town bus station, Barry beside her. They had been literally thrown out, amidst her mother’s tears and his father’s curses.
“Well, we really screwed up,” Barry said. “It was all my fault.”
“It was both our faults. What should we do now?”
“You tell me. I’m broke. You got any money?”
“Yes, but not much. Listen, I have an uncle and aunt that live in Barstow, California. I’ve stayed with them a few times before. Mother’s never in touch with them any more, so she couldn’t tell them what happened. We could call them, tell them wfre engaged or something, and I’m sure they’d let us stay with them a few weeks until we got ourselves organized. It’s a small town but maybe we could both get jobs.”
“Any port in a storm, baby. A few weeks and my old man will cool down and we’ll be able to go back to the ranch.”
“I’m never going back there. When I get enough money, I’m going to Hollywood and try my luck at acting. All my life I’ve wanted to be an actress.”
“Actress? You’re nuts.”
“Well, anyway,. I’m going to try. You’re welcome to come along if you want. Maybe we could make it together in Hollywood?’ “Shit, no. I’ll come back to the ranch after a few weeks. Go phone your aunt and uncle. If they say okay, have we got enough for bus fare to Barstow?” “Just barely?’ Nancy. decided against calling her Aunt Dotty arid Uncle Cliff collect. Best they didn’t know how bad things really were. Her uncle answered the phone, and readily agreed to putting them up. As a matter of fact, he seemed overjoyed. A bit too overjoyed, Nancy thought as she left the phone booth. And she knew why. Uncle Cliff had been just aching to get his paws on her when her mother wasn’t around to play watchdog.
Hours later, their bus drew up in Barstow. Nancy looked around the station until she spotted her Aunt Dotty and Uncle Cliff. Nancy was not particularly fond of her aunt and uncle. Her aunt was really okay, but her uncle made her feel uneasy whenever she was alone in a room with him. His eyes seemed to devour her, making her feel naked. His hands would always be accidentally brushing against her ass or across her tits as he pretended to reach for something. She was glad that Barry was with her. Maybe he would keep his dirty hands to himself with Barry around.
They made themselves comfortable at the house, and soon it was dinnertime. They ate and Barry and Nancy went out for a walk in the moonlight. As they kissed, Nancy could feel a burning sensation in her cunt, gnawing at her. She stood very still, looking at Barry almost coyly.
Her tits were barely covered by the low, tight fit of her dress and Barry could see the tautness of the flesh on her ribs as it strained against the material and accentuated the proud thrust of her tits. She moved closer to him, the flesh of her thighs rippling.
Barry felt his cock grow hot and it began to pulse under his trousers. He felt helpless against its throbbing and pushing, and the ache to grab her and fuck her right there out in the fields raced through his body.
Coming to a barn, they both entered. She reached out for him, held him lightly and began to breathe heavily. Her hands clasped his neck and pulled his face down against her so that their cheeks caressed as she pressed and bumped her cunt-mound against his erect cock.
He buried his lips in her neck and moved his hand quiveringly down her smooth, flawless flesh until it was hidden in the confines of her dress. As his exploring fingers reached the top of her hips, he strained her body against him. His hands moved until they were cupping her buff-cheeks in sensual ecstasy. He crushed her against his cock until it hurt him, torturing himself. Her buttocks were smooth and hard as she strained into him then she relaxed and her ass-cheeks expanded fully into his hands.
Her arms moved around, his neck and the pressure was so reat that when she kissed him, his lips were crushed back on his teeth and he could hardly breathe.
His hands ran over her body with a growing urgency, over the fullness of her tits, the roundness of her thighs. His fingen began to work at the hem of her dress, pulling it up until he could feel the soft silk of her panties She moaned quietly under his persistent touch and pulled him down to the hay-covered floor of the barn. His fingers found the tight elastic of her legband and gently, but firmly, he pushed them inside until he could feel her soft cunt-mound.
Nancy wriggled under his touch, knowing that she could stop him but straining her body toward his fingers at the same time. Slowly he tugged at the brief panties until she lay completely exposed and vulnerable to his touch and every wanton caress.
His cock was throbbing wildly inside the tight confines of his pants. Reluctantly, Barry released one hand and tugged at the zipper of his fly. He had to free his pulsing, demanding cock. He had to have relief from this sweet torture as the urgency of his passion seemed to become unbearable. His swollen cock gave an involuntary jolt, moving sharply towards his belly as he released it.
Nancy moaned softly as she stared at his thick, warm prick-shaft as it jerked upwards. It sent a desire through her that she had never felt before. She found it difficult to believe the size his cock had grown to.
Sharply she turned on her side, jutting her smooth, round ass towards him. She reached behind him and pulled him towards her until she could feel the hardness and the jerking of his cock against her belly.
He let his hands wander down towards her cunt and slowly began to finger her pussy-mound, searching for the tiny hair-lined slit and protective lips. He found the hard little clit,. which he massaged gently while Nancy moaned and writhed furiously under his touch.
“Oh, that feels so good, she breathed as she let her hands drop down to caress his throbbing cock. He gasped at the suddenness of her touck against his bare meat.
It was almost too much for Barry to take. He began to rock his body back and forth as her hand grasped tighter and tighter around his cock. It was too much and he finally found the tight, elastic slit of her cunt and forcefully drove a finger deep into her soft, warm fuck-hole. She gasped in pain and shock at the sudden intrusion.
“Oh, baby, . stop! It hurts. You’ll have to do it slower, baby. Not so hard.”
But Barry was breathing too rapidly now to listen to her plea and continued the punishing, movement of his fingers, more quickly and powerfully. Nancy could feel the pressure begin to lessen as her cunt began to lubricate with her juice.
She tried to push Barry away, but the weight of his body prevented her from moving her hands. His cock was jerking and, throbbing wildly now as it pushed in and out of her tightly, clenched fist. He felt that he couldn’t wait, he was about to shoot his load and he wanted to ram his prick deep into her cunt. He had to fuck her now!
Nancy. began to cough out sounds until he wasn’t sure whether he was really hurting her or whether she was involved in some choking passion. With a great effort he slowed his finger-fucking rhythm and tried to force her over on her back so that he could fuck her as she should be fucked.
“No, Barry. We mustn’t do this.”
Ignoring his stepsister’s pleas, Barry forced her backward until her cant lay completely open, exposed and easy to fuck. His cock was about to burst, and he reached down to pry her fingers away from his thick, stiffened staff, so that he could stick his dick into her puffy gash.
As her fingers felt the hard, rounded head of the big cock leave her grip, he gasped, “Shit! I’m going to come. I’m going to come now.”
Nancy felt a sudden bursting, and then a sticky substance covered the palm of her hand as his hips thrust forward wildly in passion. She could feel the jerking of his cock as it shot his sperm all over her hand and the barn floor. Finally, with a last weakening thrust, he flopped forward onto her, his cock deflating and slipping out of her hand.
Slowly he rolled over onto his back, trying to avoid her gaze and zip his pants at the same time. All of a sudden he felt strange.
Nancy just lay there, her skirt pulled up around her waist, her panties at her ankles. She looked at him, or looked through him. Barry wasn’t sure.
They pulled themselves together and left the barn. Nancy noticed a shadow across the doorway. It was her uncle! Nancy wondered how long he had been there.
Nancy went straight to her room after saying good night to Barry. As she lay on her bed fully clothed, she thought about her experience with Barry in the barn. She had never felt a desire grow so strong. Her cunt still ached, and she dreamily let her hands roam over the voluptuous curves of her body. Her full, white tits were still taut from Barry’s caresses.
She played with her hard, pink nipples, making them stand even more erect, and she pinched them, between her fingers until they ached with lust. She rubbed them, lifting her tits so that they were cupped lazily in her hinds.
The touch made her feel drowsily sexy and very unfulfilled. Her attention was soon directed to the softness of her burning thighs and the maddening feeling which burned deep in her cunt. She pressed her legs tightly together, letting her firm, full thighs rub excitingly against the soft pulsing lips of her cunt around the empty room; She looked quick1y then, licking her lips in secret anticipation, she slowly pulled her dress up over her thighs until the white strips of satin-covered elastic which held up her stockings were exposed.
She raised them gently away from the softness of her legs and let them fall back with a faint, exciting snap onto her bare flesh. She raised herself off the bed, quickly pushed aside the crotchband of her bikini panties and let her fingers stray casually to the lips of her pussy: She plucked at the soft flesh, sliding her fingers along the warm, wet slit.
They dipped slightly into her throbbing cunt-hole. She hesitated for a moment, thinking that she shouldn’t really be doing this, but she couldn’t stand the pressure that was building deep inside her.
Nancy spread her legs wide and propped her feet up on the wall next to her bed, making sure her thighs were far apart. She stared down, watching with fascination as her fingers gradually parted the soft strands of pussy hair and drew the lips of her cunt gently apart, revealing the wet, open red slit running down to the tightly clenched cheeks of her butt.
She teased her forefinger along her exposed gash, pressing gently into the soft, wet flesh. Her fingernail scratched delicately at the rising hardness of her clitoris, making it stand up at attention.
Her middle finger slipped into the very center of her throbbing cunt, working its way, insistently, deep into the warm, moist red hole.
She slitted her eyes and played with her aching pussy, tickling and wiggling her finger in and out of her tiny cunt-hole until her butt-cheeks were twitching automatically.
Her other hand wandered back to her full, white tits1etting her fingers roll the warm flesh and pinch the stiffened nipples. Her desire had now become almost uncontrollable. Her fingers were squishing in and out of her cunt feverishly.
She wiggled her asscheeks violently, thrusting her cunt upon the intruding fingers. She wanted to be fucked right-now. Why hadn’t she let Barry fuck her? It would, have been so simple. She remembered how his hands felt on her naked flesh, and it increased the tempo of her diddling until her fingers were flashing in and out of her aching cunt-hole at a fevered pitch.
Nancy panted desperately as the sensations in her tormented cunt increased rapidly. Her fuck-hole was dripping with juice, increasing in wetness with every deep plunge of her fingers until she could feel it oozing in a stream down her hand. She could feel her ankles drumming helplessly on the wall, and she stuck her fingers up her cunt even more deeply. She wished she had Barry’s wiggling finger up her asshole now; driving her wild. Just the thought of it produced a thrill in her shitter and the little button-hole squeezed at the imaginary finger.
Clenching her thumb and forefinger over her nipple, Nancy pinched hard, bruising the tip slightly. Suddenly, she lay completely still, ready on the brink of orgasm.
Nancy tensed, tightening her muscles in violent, uncontrolled contractions as she felt her cunt . explode. She let herself writhe in complete and utter abandonment as she felt the thrill of orgasm bubble deep inside.
She Let out a long sigh relief and slowly and gently withdrew her fingers from her wet cunt. The lips closed shut as the last of her juices seeped wetly between her fingers.
Nancy closed her eyes, her fingers resting lightly on her beaver and playing softly with the hairs until her breathing returned to normal.
Finally, Nancy went into the bathroom to wash up. Since her room was in an isolated part of the house, she didn’t bother to shut the bathroom door tightly. She was so elated by her come that she didn’t hear footsteps in the hail. She let the water run in the shower stall and soon began to wash herself under the driving water.
The aches and frustrations seemed to wash away under her massaging, soaping hands, first from her fits and then from her cunt as the shower flushed the soap from her smooth young body. Then as an after thought, Nancy soaped the middle finger of her right hand and carefully stuck it between the soft, hot lips of her cunt. She swished the finger around the insides of her juice-filed twat, slowly diddling herself.
Uncle Cliff’s heart was pounding and he could feel the bulge in his pajama bottoms become bigger and harder until in a matter of moments his cock reached full erection. He let his hand go down and feel the stiff, pulsing rod as it jerked against the time material.
He gloated silently to himself, gazing at the tight hole of her ass as she bent to soap her legs. She had full butt-cheeks and perfectly shaped thighs. Her buttocks jutted nicely, with a warm-looking dark cleavage which opened slightly as she bent forward to neat the darker point of her tiny, round shitter. He watched the muscles of her thighs tensing as she soaped, and they seemed to flow. up and down in a continual motion of sensuality.
Nancy straightened and turned a little. Her profile was dynamite. Her tits were high and full, white mounds of firm; soft flesh, and her belly was flat. She moved around a little more and he saw the light muscles of her stomach working as she soaped her beaver and the intimate folds of her cunt. His cock jerked involuntarily as he watched with lust-filled eyes, not quite sure how deep she was soaping with that dainty finger. She was a picture of race and symmetry.
Uncle Cliff loosened the strings at the fly of his pajamas and pulled out his gigantic cock, stiff, throbbing, full of desire for his niece. He couldn’t wait to fuck her.
He could just picture the look on her face as he went to her. He would hold her down and let his hands wander all over her voluptuous body, knead her gorgeous tits until she wanted to scream, and finally he would push his big cock up to the deepest depths of her cunt, and fuck her. He couldn’t wait for her to get out of the bathroom so he could satisfy his appetite.
Nancy dried herself slowly, letting the towel rub sensually against her body. She could still feel a slight tingle in her cunt and nipples as she rubbed her tits dry. She wanted to go back to the privacy of her room and masturbate again, but she changed her mind about that.
Without bothering to put her robe back on, she walked to her bedroom, strutting proudly stretching her body with each step. She locked the door and lazily dropped on her bed, extending her naked and sensual body out full length, and dosed her eyes to go to sleep, savoring the warm glow her body seemed to have now.
Suddenly, without actually realizing it, Nancy sat straight up. She felt somebody’s eyes on her.