Tina Holmes - An incestuous love

Tom raised his hand as if signaling someone in the distant darkness, and almost immediately Jason was there with fresh drinks. Tom took a sip, as did she, and he was talking to her, telling her about a film they were about to see, but that was unimportant compared with the depth of his eyes. How could she have ever been afraid of men?

There was a sudden tenseness in the room, as if everyone was waiting anxiously for an event, and she, too, became excited… but for what reason, she couldn't guess. Then she saw a pin-point of light across the room, and she followed the beam with her eyes to discover that the screen in front of her was brightly lit. The music that had been playing faded out, and on the screen a close shot of a beautiful young girl appeared. She was asleep in a bed, her long, black hair framing an attractive face against a pure white pillow. She was dreaming, as she squirmed slightly, and a low moaning sound came from her pert lips. There was the faintest hint of tiny beads of perspiration on the girl's forehead, and her eyes blinked rapidly as if she was half-asleep, half-awake.

The camera pulled back slowly to reveal a feminine bedroom, and it was apparent that the girl was sleeping with only a sheet covering her ripe young body. There were distinct impressions in the sheet outlining the firm little breasts, narrow waist and sexily curving hips. Almost imperceptibly, the girl began to move her body, as if she were trying to feel the faintest weight of the sheet where it pressed against her. The camera continued pulling back until a chair beyond the bed came into view, and on it was a sleeping German Shepherd dog; the animal too seemed to be dreaming.

The view angle changed to the foot of the bed and closed in on the girl. Her mouth was partly open, and her pink tongue flicked out and in, moistening her lips until they glistened. She was breathing faster and faster, her chest rising and falling as her hand moved under the sheet, the impression clearly showing that she was reaching for her breasts. For a moment, her hand lingered there fondling the twin mounds with obvious pleasure, and then, the heat of her body apparently stifling, she grasped the edge of the sheet, slowly pulling it down to expose her nakedly firm breasts.

Her softly fleshed little breasts were starkly white against the sun-bronzed color of her tanned skin; the nipples dark and the aureoles a brownish gold. Her hand moved immediately back over the nipples, rolling them into a pointed hardness. Her hips continued their grinding motion, the rhythm becoming more intense as she became more aroused. She pushed the sheet down further, first exposing her smoothly flattened belly, and then almost frantically, she kicked the sheet clear of her body. She lay with her legs apart, completely naked, and her legs scissored out wider to expose to the camera the entire length of her moistly glistening cunt and the gleaming little clitoris nestled at the top of the hair-lined slit.

Her hand left her breasts then, circling down over her stomach, down over the silky pubic hair, down between her firm young thighs so that the tips of her fingers revolved over her rigidly pulsating clitoris.

Linda held her breath, trying to quiet it as she watched the scene before her. She had never in her life seen such an obscene film, and she was grateful for the near total darkness of the room. The image was penetrating her intoxicated haze, reminding her of her own wakeful dreams, and she found that she sympathized with the girl on the screen. It was as though that young girl was begging for a release she couldn't have, and Linda too felt the tingling sensation so familiar to her. It seemed to start in her belly and slowly move down to the space between her legs until it reached her hardened clitoris. It was all she could do to keep from touching herself there, and she wiggled her buttocks back into the soft pillow, feeling the material of her dress and panties press up between her moistly parted thighs. She was hardly aware of Tom's hand as it moved over to her breast, and she made no move to stop him as she felt the tiny bud-like nipple harden under the lacy material of her brassiere. She would have to stop him, but it could wait until the delicious tingling between her legs subsided. Keeping her eyes glued to the screen, she took another sip of the pleasant tasting drink she held.

The girl in the movie twisted her naked young buttocks against the mattress as though she was trying to bury herself in it, and her fingers played teasingly at the narrow slit of her wetly quivering cunt. As if being attacked by some unseen lover, sheer wanton desire took hold of her, and her hands began fluttering over her body as though they were out of control… until they both came to rest at the "V" of her softly rounded thighs. She groaned with the contact of her hands against her obviously aroused pussy, and she pulled her knees up, jackknifing them back and spreading her legs even wider apart until the camera was zeroed in on the moistly glistening furrow between. Her fingertips crawled to the pink hair-covered lips and spread them slowly apart until the wetly quivering layers of cuntal flesh were fully visible, and the mouth-like orifice had opened hungrily. The half-moons of her rounded buttocks shone clearly, divided by the hot, avid crevice between them. Her tiny anus nestled mysterious and inviting below the swollen and agitated lips. The girl extended her long middle finger and, sliding it downward, she inserted it into the pinkly glistening valley, stroking the bud-like clitoris at the same time.

Her sensuous movements on the bed increased as her probing fingers worked themselves inside the blushing edges of her trembling young cunt, slowly widening the lips. She wormed her outstretched middle finger in and out smoothly between the lubricated opening as she drew her legs back up to her breasts, and her softly rounded buttocks rose and fell in response to the searching finger. The girl's facial muscles tightened as she joined still another finger with the first. Clenching her teeth, she pushed both of them into the tightly clasping pink folds. They disappeared with a soft sucking noise, and the girl purred with pleasure.

For a brief moment a suddenly sober Linda considered leaving – running away – as she remembered what had happened to her traitorous body simply by watching Valerie and the two men the previous evening, but that thought quickly faded as she took another sip of her drink. The liquid seemed to calm her mind, while her awakened young body was alive with sensations coursing through her flesh in licking flames of desire. Tom had pulled her so close against him now that she could hardly move. When he suddenly moved his hand to the top of her dress and boldly pushed under it and her brassiere to cup her naked breast, she didn't even want to move! Small pin-pricks of delicious feeling danced over her nerves to her nipples as he maddeningly rolled the hard little bud of one breast tip between thumb and forefinger. Her emotions ran away, and what fear she might have felt earlier was simply overpowered by an ever increasing flood of passion. She hazily snuggled back against Tom's strong arm while her eyes remained fixed on the erotic movie.

The girl in the film was possessed with a nakedly implacable lust as she writhed beneath her own driving fingers in uncontrollable passion. The steadily increasing rhythm drew loud grunts of pleasure from deep in her throat as her fingers sank into the tightly clasping cuntal opening, making sucking noises as she withdrew them again. Her face was contorted with an animal lust as she strained furiously to reach a climax, her young mouth open and groaning in obvious frustration. She rolled her head from side to side, her hair flying like a thousand soft whips onto the pillow, and it was apparent she was becoming desperate for any kind of release.