Maureen Quincy - Forbidden Sex Games

But not now! Richard had gained too much experience. He could resist the pressure of her mouth (or her cunt for that matter) and hold out until he desired to shoot. And no amount of licking and sucking by Kathleen could bring about his climax!

She was panting harshly now, her strenuous efforts and the continual stimulation of Lisa's lips and tongue as the girl petted her cunt making the Governess feel exhausted. The unremitting heat of the sun also contributed to her enervating condition, steaming her body and causing beads of perspiration to break out all over he flesh. Lisa lapped at the salty liquid, swallowing it together with the stronger liquid of Kathleen's spunk as she drank deeply at the fat, throbbing fountain of the woman's quim.

And Richard, feeling the droplets of sweat running over the deep curves of Kathleen's breasts and onto his fingers, paused in his fondling of the titties. He dipped his annointed digits quickly into his mouth, sucking them dry before returning them once more to the very slippery nipples.

The urge to fuck was mounting in the boy by this time. Richard slipped his cock free of Kathleen's lips-not without difficulty, for the Governess clung desperately to her prize, gripping her mouth tightly around the staff as she felt it withdrawing-and pulled Lisa up from her position on the woman's back. Lisa pouted, but obeyed her step-brother's request: changing places with him and ripping down the lower half of her bikini so that Kathleen could console herself with the wet hole of her sex. Kathleen grunted as Richard's weight came heavily onto her buttocks and spine, his well-greased prick sticking homily between the cleft of her arse and riding thickly against the hot furrow. He stretched his body out, bringing his face down on Kathleen's neck-nape and planting moist kisses behind her ear and along the backs of her shoulders. His hands stole beneath her armpits and grabbed once again at the jutting bosoms which were partly resting on the cushion of the lilo, partly sticking out in the air. While he levered his cock downwards and tucked its crown warmly under the woman's thighs so that it could seek the cunt which his step-sister had just been sucking, Richard fondled Kathleen's nipples: now pressing the teats to make them disappear into the elastic flesh of her breasts-forming two neat little hollows into which the boy thrust his fingers. He dug his digits deeply into the creamy skin, pushing harder and harder, feeling the nipples squirming and trying to spring back to their rightful position. And when he did release them, easing the pressure of his fingers and allowing the buds to pop into view again, they had grown even harder than before! The stiff cherry-stones flared hugely as Richard held them out for Lisa to see-his two forefingers supporting the nipples, letting the hot, throbbing bits of gristle rest on the pads of his digits.

The girl nodded approvingly at the sight; her eyes half-closed with pleasure as Kathleen's lips delved between the opening of her pussy and began to suck. Lisa's cunt had also grown considerably since her Governess had first started to stimulate it: the folds of pink flesh which formed a shelter for the humid cave becoming thicker and more elastic; the vulva itself wider than normal for a girl of her age, thanks to the constant, regular attention it had received from both finger and prick. (Kathleen had selflessly instructed Richard in the gentle art of penetration, showing the boy how to fuck his step-sister's virgin slit and break her hymen with little or no discomfort to Lisa…)

Lisa's pubic hair was also thicker, although the strands remained blonde and silky; and Kathleen, as she licked up the funnel and wiggled her tongue across the girl's clitoris, couldn't refrain from congratulating herself on the success of her sex-instruction. Lisa had, perhaps, been the most forward of her pupils: learning even more quickly than Richard how to enjoy subtle stimulations and how to give such pleasures in return. The sensitivity of the clitoris, for example… As Kathleen lapped at the enlarged red stalk with her tongue, she recalled how rapidly the little protuberance had grown since the early days of their sex games. It was now so prominent and stiff that it required merely the slightest touch of a finger-or, better still, a tongue-for the caress to provoke Lisa into an orgasm.

Even as she thought this, Kathleen became conscious that Lisa's hips were working urgently backwards and forwards; thrusting in hard, tight movements that made the girl's wet, open sex-slit rub fiercely against her mouth. The juice spurted forth, flowing into the Governess's throat and clinging stickily to her tongue-just as Richard found the slot of her cunt and sent his prick driving strongly up the channel, penetrating her in a single, ruthless motion that sent glorious waves of passion spreading throughout the woman's body.

His stomach was pressed against her buttocks, welding their flesh, the skin sticking together with the adhesion of their sweat, and Kathleen's arse cheeks were slightly open, sending a greater heat searing up into Richard's abdomen as the raw hole of her anus burned against the boy's under-belly. His prick was rising into her cunt from an angle-and the large mounds of her bottom which wobbled like slabs of pink jelly as Richard fucked in and out required a greater effort than usual if he was to slam his cock to the hilt each time it entered her slit.

He clung to the woman like a leech, his body fastened to her back as if they were two rutting dogs. Beneath them, the lilo bounced steadily: its air-filled mattress providing a none-too-secure bed for their lust. One of Richard's hands crept beneath Kathleen's tummy. He slid his palm down to the moist, furry triangle and his fingers began to fondle at the hard ridge of flesh, feeling the powerful movement of his knob through the skin-its thick, surging rhythm seeming to make Kathleen's pubis swell out each time it fully entered her quim, and then subside for a second or two while he withdrew again.

Soon, his fingers ventured to the extremely wet lips of her sex. They stroked the open flaps, occasionally touching his own prick and examining the thick, juicy moisture which coated it-the pungent slime of his Governess's love-cream now running freely and seeping out of her crack in a rich, apparently endless trickling…

Without warning, a sudden flash of horror struck through Kathleen Wynter's mind. A dreadful premonition, a terrible guilt, struck like lightning across her pleasure and shattered it; and although she was unable to name the awful numbing fear which created this sensation, Kathleen couldn't resist the urge to violently scramble free of Richard's quickly thrusting cock and fight her way clear of the couple!

Lisa and Richard were too amazed to restrain her. They cried out in simultaneous frustration and anger, but their limbs were paralysed-they couldn't believe that the woman would terminate the wonderful joining of their bodies when-only a moment before-she had been sucking Lisa's cunt with gusto and receiving the fucks of Richard's cock so gratefully!

“I–I can't go on!” Kathleen sobbed. “You don't understand-but I mustn't let you seduce me like this!”

She couldn't begin to explain to the children, nor could she provide any logical reason to her own mind to account for her strange behaviour. In tears, and with her body shuddering with longing-a longing she knew she had to suppress-Kathleen snatched up her bikini and hurried into the house…

Lisa and Richard stared at each other, incredulous and tormented by the painful ache in their genitals: the girl biting her lower lip in anguish as she felt the throbbing emptiness in her quim; the boy wincing as his prick twitched redly, its glistening shaft now rearing uselessly up against his stomach.

Their need was too great to be delayed while they ran after Kathleen and persuaded her not to be so stupid. Uttering strange, guttural animal-sounds, Lisa and Richard fell into each other's arms. They sprawled together on the hot grass, their naked bodies yearning for fulfilment, their arms reaching around one another, their loins straining passionately and Richard's pulsing cock stabbing frantically at the soft wet meat of his step-sister's cunt.