Robert Vickers - Tied up sister

She wished she could see it. Her hand would have to give her the full message of everything happening to his body. But it was more than equal to the task. Her finger on his prostate gland proved to be a source of complete stimulation for him.

All she had to do was wiggle her finger and he was reduced to moans so incoherent she wondered if he was choking.

He wasn't. He was enjoying. And one thing would make him enjoy this even more. As warm as the water was, he knew a hotter place for his cock.

"Spread those lowly legs of yours. I want to make sure you don't get away from me."

"What? Get away in this tiny stall? And while I still have my finger jammed up your ass? You're crazy!"

But she did as he commanded. She wanted his cock in her. The way it shook with virility gave her immense pleasure. Controlling it, massaging it with the walls of her cunt, those were the things she could revel in. Seeing wasn't a turn-on for her, feeling was.

Her legs parted wide enough for him to dip down, position his body, then shoot upwards like a rocket taking off. His aim was right on target.

They both gasped when his prick blasted into her cunt. The way she was standing, it wasn't quite a straight-in shot. His prick was bent a little by her body. As steel-rigid as it was, having his cock twisted sent a tremor earth-quaking all the way into his pain.

For the woman, she shrieked in pleasure. One second, the only real stimulation she was getting came from the water dribbling all over her body. The next, she was impaled with a single thrust. And that thrust was done by a huge cock.

Her delicate pussy-meat was twisted and pulled apart. The strength fled from her body. She wasn't able to stand any longer. She had to crumple to the floor of the shower stall.

All that kept her upright was the hard spike of cock in her cunt. This caused the prick to dig even deeper into her belly as she sank down. Then the new waves of carnal delight pulsing throughout her gave her added incentive for more sex.

It wouldn't do just giving up and letting him fuck her. She could take a more active role in this wet screwing.

Her finger wiggled in the glove-tight passage of his ass. She felt immediate response. His cock bucked hard inside her cunt. She could control him by the simple use of that finger in his rear. It was as if she had her finger on the trigger of his gun.

He was hers to command.

"Let's move around a little. It's good, darling, but it can be great," she told him.

"Whatever you want."

"Yes, whatever I want!" she repeated, emphasizing her point with another jerk of her finger.

She almost came when his cock began a steady dance inside her twat. The stimulation she was giving his prostate with her finger had to be really turning him into an animal. She couldn't remember when he had ever felt so big, so strong, so powerful in her cunt before.

He started a slow fucking. It wasn't very satisfactory to either of them. Feet slipping, bodies propped against the walls of the shower stall, the strokes were shallow and unsatisfying.

"Wait. Let's do this right," she said. She wrapped a leg around his waist and gasped when she did. Just lifting that leg drove his prick even farther into her belly.

"Now. Now try it. Slow, deep strokes."

She pressed her shoulders back into the corner of the stall. The water showered down on her boobs, stinging, making them feel more alive than they ever had from a man's mouth. Each little jet of hot water was a whip stimulating a separate nerve. Millions of the tiny whips beat into her nipples and took her breath away.

And when he began to move his hips, it was just as she'd thought it would be. He had the leverage now to pull almost all the way out of her cunt, then back in. The backing was slow, deliberate. It built both their desires up gradually.

She kept her finger in his warm anus. The feel of his muscles flowing as he fucked her was an added treat. She seldom got to experience the way his ass tightened and relaxed as his hips pistoned into her twat. Now, that was just part of the big turn-on for the woman.

Her leg rested on the man's waist, wrapped around him like a boa constrictor. When she wanted, she could pull him closer, deeper, farther up her cunt. She waited for the proper time. Now he was merely getting them ready for the payoff.

When she was ready to cum, everything would be perfect.

"Tell me what you see. Tell me everything," she sighed.

"Everything? I don't know, uh, ummm, where to begin." He had to catch his breath as his cock slid into her well-greased slit. The way her cunt opened and closed on him made him sure she could break his prick off at any second.

But what a wonderful place to have it happen! He'd never found a chick with such a tight pussy before. Not even the one virgin whose cherry he'd popped had been this tight. She could grip a man and hang onto his prick without once using her hands. The secret was buried deep up her cunt.

As he discovered every time he balled her.

"I see two luscious mounds of tit flesh. All wet now. The water's running down the slopes and into the canyon between them. Bet it tickles a little. The nipples are cherry red. And I can even see them throb each time your heart beats."

"What else? I can feel the water. And the way the blood's rushing in my head, I can barely hear."

She sighed as she felt his cock burying itself far up into her again. She tensed and relaxed her muscles a little, giving his prick a knowing squeeze. Promising more, he'd be sure to ram as hard and fast as he could – when she wanted it.

"A trim waist. A belly button filled with water." He arched his back a little and peered down at their genitals. "And I see my cock pushing between your pink pussy lips. It's disappearing like you're some kind of magician. Instead of pulling a rabbit out of a hat, you're making my cock disappear."

"Feels good," she said, smiling. "What else? What else do you see?"

"Not much else without breaking my neck. Your leg is pressed close to mine and your other one is pulling me into that lovely twat of yours. God, I can barely keep it in! Balls are gonna blow up any second!"

"Easy, boy, easy!" she said. He couldn't cum yet. She was just beginning to feel the real urges in her body stir. The sexual pressure was building up but it was nowhere near as huge as she wanted – demanded!

Tightening her leg around his waist and using her hidden finger, she pulled him to her. His cock spread her tight cunt walls. She kept him buried balls deep. The way his prick was bucking around, she knew he was telling the truth.

In a few seconds, his cock would erupt.

Working her own hips up and down a little, she began to generate an intense friction in her cunt. Short, quick strokes fanned the flames of her lust. His prick quickly burned away the flow of her fuck fluids and stimulated her sex lips to the fullest.

He was getting into her as best as the confined quarters would let them.

She relaxed as much as she could and let all the sensations crash into her body at once. The water… nipples going to pop… cunt filled with prick… leg around his waist… finger deep up his ass… the flow of his muscular body… his bucking cock… the clit about ready to explode…

"Yes, oh, God, yesss! Now, fuck me as hard as you can, oh, nooow!"

And he started with her urging him on. Her finger drove in and out of his ass, stroking along his prostate. Her leg pulled him back and forth adding to his already powerful thrusts.

And with the water pouring over her, she knew every nerve was totally receptive to the fucking. No tiny parcel of pleasure was going to be missed. Not this time. Not by her.

His strokes lengthened, deepened, began more powerful. Each time he rammed hard into her, they grunted. She knew he was going to tear her apart. His cock seared all along her twat. The huge cock was stretching her inner membrane to the limit.