Pamela James - Cousins in heat

He pulled up her halter top and pressed his lips against one tit, sucking on her nipple like an infant.

She moaned, placing her free hand on top of his head and pressing his lips down on her breast.

"Sweet, sweet little fuckboy," she whispered in his ear, biting his lobe until it bled.

He gave her every inch of his hard adolescent cock. His prick head swelled up to three times its normal size inside her, flattening her clit-button each time he entered her in such a way as to give her the most intense fuck sensations possible.

She could feel his cockhead slamming right against her backbone!

"Don't stop! Don't ever stop!"

She continued slamming her digit up against his prostate. He couldn't hold on much longer now…

He bit her nipple, nuzzling it between his grinding teeth. She wailed in ecstasy, coming so fiercely she thought he had broken something inside her.

Then he lurched forward and grunted like an animal. She shoved her finger all the way up his butt-channel and he squealed like a little girl, spilling his jism inside her in one blinding rush of pleasure.

"God oh God oh God oh God oh God," he cried, his face twisting into a mask of ecstasy. His knees weakened and his legs trembled. He fell on her and she pulled out her finger to revel completely in the wondrous sensations now swimming inside her.

Her orgasm seemed to last for hours. Tears ran down her flushed face. She started to whimper, then to sob, and her sobs joined with the boy's as together they experienced one of the most intense orgasms they'd ever known.

When it was over, and it seemed to end just as quickly and surprisingly as it had begun, the boy stood up and pulled his dick out of her oozing cunt hole. His jism and her juices dribbled onto the table.

"God," she gasped, her lungs aching for air. "That was incredible!"

He smiled. "You're telling me." His balls and ass ached but he felt more satisfied than ever before.

"We better get dressed," Susan panted. She sat up, her head spinning.

The boy pulled up his underpants and shorts and she watched his magnificent cock disappear inside them.

Susan got weakly to her feet, adjusted her halter top and pulled on her panties and shorts.

"We'll have to do that again sometime," Steve said jokingly. He took a dishcloth and wiped up the cum residue from the kitchen table.

Susan gazed out the kitchen window and saw Mark and Debbie approaching. She took one look at the girl's ample tits and felt the fire burning in her loins. She remembered that first day on the beach with Debbie, then in the girl's house afterward. She and Debbie had made love since, but never with the boys, always just the two of them.

"She's coming," Susan said over her shoulder.

Steve stood beside her and watched the two youngsters approaching.

"Jesus, what tits!" he said, grinning with anticipation. Susan nudged him in the ribs and he chuckled.

"You're just jealous," he said, nudging her back.

"No. Just anxious. I don't know about you but I'm feeling horny as hell right now."

"Me too. I can't wait to get my cock into her pussy."

"After that remark, you're lucky I'm not jealous!" Susan said.

Mark held the kitchen door open for Debbie as she walked in, smiling at Susan, then at Steve.

"Hey, your brother is a doll," she said to Mark.

Steve blushed self-consciously.

"If you're half as good as Mark is in bed, we're going to have one hell of a time," she added.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," he replied. The others laughed uproariously.

"Let's go upstairs," Mark suggested.

"Good idea," Debbie said, putting her arm around Steve's waist. "Why don't you let Steve and I spend a little time together first. To get acquainted."

"Good idea!" the boy announced eagerly.

Mark looked at Susan and smiled. "Sure," he said with a shrug.

"Have a good time," Susan said. "Give a holler when you want us to join in on the fun."

Steve took Debbie's hand and together they walked upstairs. As they mounted the stairs, Debbie's eyes gazed appreciatively up and down the boy's lean young frame.

Nice, she thought. Very fucking nice! She wondered if his cock would be as big and thick as his older brother's.

When they got into the boy's room, he closed the door behind them. Debbie walked across the small room to his bed by the window and sat, turning to look out the window. She took a deep breath of the salt air and smiled.

"You like it here?" he asked, sitting nervously beside her.

"Mmm. I'm beginning to."

He couldn't help looking at her tits. They were so much bigger than Susan's.

"Come closer," she said. "Don't be afraid. I'm not going to bite you."

He blushed and edged closer, until their bare thighs were pressing together.

"That's better."

She cupped his chin with her palm and drew his lips to hers. Her breath tasted sweet and full of promise. Her lips were hot and dry. He slipped his tongue between them and she sucked on it, moaning softly. She placed her hand on his thigh and ran it up and down his leg.

Steve felt his cock hardening, almost painfully. Then before he knew it, her hand was on his crotch, kneading his cock to full thickness.

"I want to taste your prick," she whispered, her tongue dancing around his mouth.

He started fumbling with the buttons of her pale blue blouse, his fingers trembling with anticipation. He remembered the first time he had fucked Susan. He hadn't been this nervous since then.

Debbie's passionate nature easily communicated itself to the boy. She roughly caressed his crotch, feeling his lean young cock. Her lips and tongue seemed to be all over his face at once.

He tugged her blouse off her shoulders and unsnapped her bra. Her tits tumbled out like two boulders and his lips fell hungrily to them.

"Sweet young boy," she gasped, unbuttoning then unzipping his shorts. She pulled them down and he lifted up his ass so she could pull down his underpants. His cock sprang into view and she gabbed it, stroking it hard.

"Jesus!" he gasped, and before he knew what had happened he came, jism flying up in the air and splattering over them both. He leaned against her, moaning with pleasure.

But when it was over he looked at her with embarrassment.

"Christ," he said, nearly sobbing. "I'm sorry, Debbie. I didn't mean to… cum… so… quickly…"

She smiled. "Don't worry about it, sweetheart. There's plenty more where that came from, I'm sure."

He handed her several kleenex from a small multi-colored box on the bedside table. She held his cock and wiped it clean. He bit his lips while she cleaned off his prick, hoping he wouldn't shoot his wad again so suddenly.

When she finished wiping herself off she quietly removed his T-shirt and slipped out of her jeans and panties. Her pussy hair was dark and dense — much denser than Susan's. The comparison between the two adolescent girls excited Steve.

She lay back and opened her legs invitingly.

"Feel like eating pussy?"

He smiled and stafled licking the inside of her thigh. She pressed down on his head, and he kissed her cunt. He felt her flesh quiver as he inserted his tongue all the way into her creamy bole.

"That's more like it," she moaned. Then she maneuvered herself so she could suck his still-erect cock.

She cupped his balls, squeezing them together like two golf balls, and went down on him, reveling in the slimness of his tool. It's length more than made up for its lack of thickness. She too was making comparisons between his cock and Mark's enormous one.

She couldn't make up her mind yet who's she wanted.

She quickly found out that Steve's prick was delicious. She could taste his warm cum residue like an outer coating on his prick-shaft. His balls were plump, hairless and firm.