James Barton - Incest neighbors

She did as he bid and as she drew her breath deeply and exhaled, she felt his prick slide all the way in her shitter again and his balls slapped against the cheeks of her upraised ass.

“… that feels good… soooo goood!” she told him and her hands went to her tits and began massaging them as he began a slow fucking movement with his hips. His prick slid easily into her velvet ass-tunnel as she moaned and began licking lips. Paul looked at her lustfully as he fucked her clenching asshole and as she began to hunch to him to meet his slow thrusts, he took her right hand from her tit and moved it to cover her pussy.

“Finger-fuck yourself, Trish. Rub your cunt and let me watch-it’s such a turn-on to watch a girl diddle herself”

“Ohhhhh… God, you’re too much,!” she told him. “I’ve always wanted to do this in front of a man. Watch me… I’m going to stick my finger in my pussy … I’m gonna make myself come.”

And he watched as she parted her hair-fringed pussy-lip, and began stroking her gash lightly with just the tip of her middle finger. She arched her back then and her breathing became ragged as she stroked her slit faster and hater and her finger disappeared into her sopping cunt. Paul lunged forward and buried his prick in her lush young ass as she began to roil her head from side to side. He reached forward and took hold of her other band and brought it down between her legs. He spread her fingers in a “vee” and let her feel his prick moving in and out of her hot, spanning asshole as he fucked her furiously and she finger-fucked herself.

“Oh… Jesus — Jesus God! I’m coming! I can’t hold back! I’m coming, Paul!

Fuck me! Fuck me in the ass! I’m oommmmming!”

The girl’s body stiffened as she shuddered, then cried out again as the orgasm took her. She writhed beneath his thrusting prick as the breath left her body and she lay quivering like a fish out of water. Paul held back until her orgasm had passed. Her hotly clenching asshole had almost brought him off, but the ointment had numbed him just enough so that he fought it. As her eyes flickered, he raised her legs, shoved them back to her tits and without removing his prick from her asshole, he forced her to turn over and come up on her knees. He looked down at her beautiful young ass-cheeks and took hold of her lush hips as she gathered a pillow to her face and hugged it to her. “Fuck … fuck me, Daddy…” she said in a little girl’s voice. ‘Fuck me in my ass and make me come again” Paul began thrusting and as he did, he reached beneath her and found her pussy hot and wet. He slipped a finger in, and as she began wiggling her ass against him; he felt his own juices rising. He knew he would never be able to hold off long enough to give her a second come, but he tried.

As he buried his prick in her ass time and time again, hee heard her crying softly and though the words were barely audible; he understood that she was about to come spin.

Paul slammed into her asshole and stopped. Trish quivered as she felt him turn her body again and raise her legs until she was lying on her back. Then Paul locked her legs around his waist, reached to the small of her back and sat her upright on his prick. As she slipped her arms about his neck and he sat back on his haunches, Trish looked into his eyes with something akin to wonder. She crushed her mouth to his then, as he released his hold on her and she sank down on his prick all the way, burying it to the hilt in her asshole.

“God, you’re beautiful!” she told him huskily as he massaged the taut cheeks of her ass. He kissed her, sucked her tongue into his mouth and as she began a slow grinding motion with her hips, he hissed into her mouth. “Yes… yes, baby, nice and slow…do it slow for your daddy. Push down hard and make me…

I’m almost there, baby… fuck… oh, Jesus, fuck!”

Trish held onto his neck tightly and raised herself up a bit, then thrust her body downward again. Paul felt himself coming. As he sensed the first contraction was about to close on him, he lifted the girl up and as his prick slipped out of her tightly clasping asshole, he shoved it between their bodies and against her wide-spread cunt-lips.

Trish felt the hot cock slide out of her ass with an obscene popping sound, then she felt it buried in the folds of her pussy to lie against her sweaty belly. She hugged Paul to her and ground her hips against him as he gasped for breath and his prick erupted to spew the hot globe of sticky white sperm between their grinding bodies. Trish felt the first spurt as it splashed against her belly and she, too, spasmed as his throbbing prick rubbed against her tortured clit.

“Ohhhhh…“ she moaned, “God, yes. shoot it all over me… Come all over my body! Fuck me, daddy! FUCK ME!”

Paul’s prick jerked time and time again. As the aim spurted between their lewdly grinding bellies, he gasped for breath as the girl in has arms stiffened and her legs locked tightly around his waist.

Trish fought for breath as she felt his prick twitch and jerk a last time. Then she became aware of the sticky cum running down her body, matting in her pussy hairs and the hair of Paul’s stomach. She shuddered as her own orgasms passed and was reluctant to let him go. She found his mouth with hers, and as they kissed, she told him, “You… you are the moot complete man I’ve ever known!”

Paul drew in breath and kissed the tip of her nose as he replied, “Tell me that in ten years, young lady, and I’ll feel as though I’ve accomplished something!”

They both laughed lightly and Paul released his hold on her and allowed her to slide back on the bed. He lay beside her and rubbed in the sticky cum that covered her belly: Finally, he raised up on one elbow and glanced at the clock.

“Oh oh-we’re on overtime. I told my secretary we’d be back in two hours. I’m late!”

Trish raised up and followed his gaze. She laughed lightly and pulled him down to her. “That’s nothing. I’m not only going to miss my chemistry class and the test-but I’m going to miss biology as well!”

Paul laughed with her. “Suppose your teacher would consider this a field trip?”

She found his mouth with hers and whispered, “Fuck my teacher. If we can shower: I’d like to feel that beautiful prick of yours in my cunt!”

Paul sighed. “Hey, I’m not a schoolboy, you know. I’m middle-aged-or hadn’t you noticed?”

Trish stroked his prick gently and felt him wince. “No-as a matter of fact, I hadn’t noticed at all!”

And they both laughed.

Tim had listened to Craig’s nearly unbelievable story about his mom sucking his prick and him coming in her mouth, then her actually taking him to bed and letting him fuck her. But knowing Craig as he did, he was inclined to believe him. Then Craig had listened patiently as Tim related his own sexual adventure with his sister the night before in the basement-playroom of their home.

“And she wants to know if she can watch some of the movies with us Saturday night.”

“Wow!” Craig exclaimed. “That would be neat!” Then, he furrowed bin brow and added, “That is, if Mom will let me take them out. I asked her about them this morning and she said we could watch them together. I wouldn’t want to make her sore…“ He blushed a bit and averted his eyes. “And… and I promised her I wouldn’t tell anyone about what we did… He looked apprehensively at his, friend. “You won’t tell, will you, Tim?”

Tim looked at him for a long minute, then smiled. “No-but I’ve got an idea how we can all look at the pictures. You, me, your mom and Judy, too. Do you trust me, Craig?”

Craig didn’t know. He had promised, but if Tim felt it was safe to try to work something out… “I don’tknow… I really don’t.”