Pamela James - Cousins in heat

Steve thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head. He opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Susan experienced a blinding orgasm, nearly fainting because of its sudden intensity.

Pleasure like neither youngster had ever imagined sprang from both their loins to saturate every particle of their being.

Their lips met in a wet tongue kiss as he frantically pounded his spewing dick into her cunt.

He quickly filled her pussy with his thick hot jism. It poured out of her, wetting the sheets and further lubricating his hard thrusts. She whimpered, her skin feeling as if it were peeling right off her bones. It was a heady mixture of pleasure and pain. Her cunt expanded to its fullest to accommodate the boy's sudden thickness as he exploded inside her, his gooey wads crawling like little fingers inside her.

Her hands were all over his body as she came again and again and again, a seemingly never ending chain of truly intense orgasms which drove her nearly mad with pleasure.

Then it was over as quickly as it had begun. He lay panting on top of her, thoroughly spent, his balls aching with the exertion of filling her with his hot young cum.

"God," she whispered in his ear.

"I know… I felt it too… never thought it could be like that… my God… I never imagined it could be anything like it was! Susan, I love you… adore you."

He showered her body with kisses, his cock remaining hard and unmoving inside her.

"Do it again… I know you can. Start all over again, baby! Now! Now!"

She started moving her body against his, humping him slowly, twisting her ass, caressing his shithole with her middle finger.

"Again…" she whispered, her face flushed and sleepy looking. He had never seen her looking so enticing, so sexy!

She pressed her middle finger against his warm moist asshole and felt it slipping.

He giggled nervously, shaking his butt as if trying to dislodge her finger. "Susan, what are you doing?" He was confused, and a little frightened. He had never seen her acting this way before.

"Again," she repeated, her voice soft as silk. The upper half of her middle digit disappeared inside his asshole. He felt a sudden weak feeling overcome him and his cock sparked with life.

"Susan… you can't."

"Steve… please… again."

She reached around his asscheek so her entire finger could slip inside his steamy butt-hole. She made contact with his sensitive fuck-nerve without knowing what it was she was touching.

He started to shiver and felt the sudden need to cum again. A wonderful feeling overcame him, becoming stronger and stronger. He could feel his flesh melting into hers like candle wax.

"Susan… you shouldn't… never thought my asshole could make me feel so different… mmm… harder…"

As she inserted her entire finger inside his asshole and began finger-fucking him he started thrusting slowly into her, imitating her languid finger motion.

"I like that… yesss…"

She pulled her finger out and reached under him to cup his balls. He started kissing her madly.

"Fuck me," she hissed.

"Yes… yes…"

Mark had waited until he was certain his younger brother had left his room and started carefully down the stairs. As his room adjoined Steve's, his window also looked out to the beach, and to where the trailer was parked by the house.

Once he was sure Steve was downstairs, he peered cautiously from the corner of his window, blinking sleep from his eyes. He saw Susan standing beside the trailer, clad only in a sheer nightie which the moonlight made so transparent he could just make out her sparce pussy bush.

He felt his cock stirring in his pajamas and he reached into his pajama bottoms to rub it, his heart beginning to beat faster.

"The little fucker," he said under his breath as his brother ran into the young girl's awaiting arms. "I could kill him!"

Instead, he helped his cock along to full hardness, watching Steve feel Susan up.

"The little fucker!"

When they disappeared inside the trailer he went back to sit on the edge of his bed, debating whether or not to just lay back and masturbate, imagining his brother making love with Susan, and remembering what she and he had done earlier that day, when he had taken her virginity.

"The bitch!"

He lay back and undid the string holding together his pajama bottom. He unsnapped the fly and unbuttoned the pajama top, turning himself on as he imagined his brother in the arms of the young girl below.

"What a fucker," he whispered, his harshly spoken words adding to his sudden arousal.

He pulled off his pajamas and started to caress his chest and thighs.

"What a little bastard."

He tugged on his rock-hard prick and moaned.

He remembered the soft roundness of Susan's tit, holding it in his hand for the first time, after lusting after her nubile young body from the moment he set eyes on her at the train station. It had been years since he had seen her and now that she was in the fresh bloom of approaching womanhood he had never seen a girl so beautiful, so voluptuous yet sweet and innocent looking.

He had had several girls since he was young, but none of them had excited him quite as much — even his first lay with a drunken girl at a party given by a friend's older brother.

He still couldn't believe he had really fucked her, even at that blissful moment when he had exploded inside her and felt that wonderful rush of cock sensations blanket his entire body. It was all too good to be true. It had happened so quickly! They had been sitting there, contemplating a swim together when he had started fooling around with her — just jokingly, yet his cock had quickly grown stiff.

But the petting had become serious, and he knew then and there he had to have her even if it meant forcing her. But she had given in! And now he wanted her again. The bitch! So innocent and sweet and scared with him, and now she was fucking Steve the very same night!

Two-faced bitch!

He started fisting his thick cock, feeling it pulsating between his fingers.

God, what a bastard!

He sat up, his cock still in his hand. A smile flashed over his tanned face. His teeth were gleaming white in the semi-darkness of the full moon's light.

He quickly started buttoning up his pajama shirt. He let his pajama bottoms fall to the floor as he got to his feet and reached over to tug on a pair of shorts. He went to his door and quietly opened it, gazing down the hall and waiting until his eyes became accustomed to the darkness. He wanted to make sure his parent's door was shut.

He grinned and went out into the hall, leaving his door slightly ajar so he could quickly get back into his room. Then he padded barefooted downstairs and out the front door, first making sure the taller door was still shut.

His hard cock pressed against the front of the tight shorts and he was almost tempted to just fall to his knees, rip off his clothes, and, jerk off while Steve and Susan continued their lascivious lovemaking inside.

But he wanted to watch.

Let's see how good a fuck my little brother is, he thought, leering in the semi-darkness.

He crept silently on tip toes to the side of the trailer and held his breath. He was tall enough to peer right inside the window to the right of the bed, not daring to took into the one just above them for fear of being seen right off. At least this way he might go unnoticed, especially if the two of them were busy making it together.

Thoughts of them coupling on the bed inside made his blood boil. He ached to cum.

Carefully, he looked inside, just as Susan uttered the words, "Fuck me! Fuck me again!"

His eyes opened wide as he saw his brother's tanned body, nut brown except for his pale young buttocks, lying atop Susan, her legs wrapped around him in a scissors hold, her arms around his neck.