Donna Allen: The family outing

"You're putting me on," Dustin said nervously. "You don't really mean it."

"Of course I do! Don't you like me?"

"Sure I do."

"Don't I turn you on?"

"Jesus Christ!" he muttered.

He turned the boat and headed for shore. Melanie smiled, her pussy quivering as they finally coasted into a deserted part of the lake. The woods were thick and there would be no trouble finding a secluded spot.

"There," she said, "behind those trees. The grass looks thick enough to be comfortable."

Dustin helped her out of the boat. They headed for the trees, and as soon as they were behind them she turned and melted in his arms.

"Kiss me!" she hissed.

Their lips fused in a hot kiss. She pushed her belly against the bulge in his crotch.

"Put your tongue in my mouth!" she said. She squirmed and wriggled her hips, grinding her cunt against him. His hands moved down her back to squeeze her asscheeks. She felt him trembling in her arms.

His tongue plunged in and out of her mouth. She caught it with her own and shoved her own tongue into his mouth.

"I'm getting wet!" she hissed. "You're making me so hot I'm dripping cuntjuice!"

Moisture oozed out of her pussy and ran down her thighs.

"Oh, Jesus!" Dustin groaned. "This is crazy!"

Melanie laughed and pulled his mouth down to hers again. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and sucked and bit his lips.

"It's wonderful!" she giggled. "It's not crazy – it's wonderful! It's a real turn-on, brother!"

She rubbed her belly back and forth over his hard cock. She loved the way his hands clutched her asscheeks. She wrapped her arms around his neck, sucking his tongue and grinding her pussy against his throbbing fuckpole.

"You're hard!" she giggled. "Your prick is real hard!"

His cock felt thick and hard against her. She was unable to resist the urge to get her hands on it. Her fingers slipped down to the crotch of his swim trunks and fluttered over the outline of his throbbing cockshaft.

"Oh, Christ!" Dustin groaned, shuddering with pleasure.

"Do you like that?" she purred.

"Shit, yeah!"

Melanie ran her fingers up and down his hard cock, pinching his swollen cockhead and fingering his bloated balls.

"You're as hard as a rock," she said. "I guess I do turn you on. Do you ever think about fucking me?"

"Sure," he groaned. "I think about it all the time!"

"I bet you do," she chuckled, her fingers squeezing and rubbing his hard cock through his trunks. "I'll bet you think about me when you jerk off. You do, don't you?"

"Jesus, Melanie!"

"Don't be bashful about it. Everyone masturbates. I know damn well you jerk off. You can't tell me you don't."

"So what if I do? So what?"

"Nothing," she giggled. "I'm just curious about it, that's all. How many times a day do you do it?"

"Oh shit," he muttered.

She laughed and squeezed his cockhead again. "You're too inhibited," she said. "I've been doing it two or three times a day for years. It's good for you, you know that? Now, tell me how often you jerk off. How many times have you jerked off today already?"

"Twice," he said. "Christ, this is crazy!"

"Don't be silly. Talking about sex is fun. Do you ever think about my sister when you jerk off? What about my mother? Do you think about her, too?"

"Oh, Jesus!" he groaned.

"That's no answer."

"Yeah, I think about them. I think about all of you. You, your mother and your sister."

"Good! That's healthy! Would you like to know what they look like naked?"

"Shit, yeah!" he croaked.

"Who turns you on more? My mother or Angie?"

"Your mother."

"I thought so," Melanie snickered. "What do you like about her?"

"Her tits! I like her tits! Jesus, Melanie, take it easy with my cock. You keep doing that and I'll come!"

"Would you like to touch my tits?"

"Shit, yeah!"

"Tell me about your father first. Does Daddy Joe have a big cock?"

"Oh, Jesus!"

"Tell me! If you don't tell me I won't let you touch my tits."

"Oh fuck, how the hell do I know!"

"Never mind," she giggled. "It doesn't matter. Here. Play with my tits now. Play with them and suck them."

"Suck them?"

"Sure. Don't you want to suck them?" Reaching behind her, she pulled the string which held her top together and in a moment it fell away to reveal her ripe, young, pink nippled tits.

"Shit!" he croaked.

His face flushed, Dustin gazed down at her heaving tits. Her hand still pumped his cock, her fingers pinching and kneading his swollen cock-flesh.

"Touch them," Melanie whispered. "Touch my tits! They won't hurt you. Honest!"

His hands moved up to close over her jiggling white tits. He lifted and squeezed them, grabbing her pink nipples between his fingers and gently pinching them.

"That's nice," Melanie groaned. "That's nice. You've got a good touch."

Her hand continued stroking his cock, her fingers fondling his rigid cock-flesh through the material of his swim trunks.

She purred with approval as his hands toyed with her big tits. She mewled with pleasure as he finally lowered his head to suck one of her pink nipples into his mouth.

"Hmmmm, that feels good!" she moaned. "That feels real good!"

He opened his jaws wide and sucked in a mouthful of tit-flesh. He lapped and licked and sucked at her stiff nipple.

"Suck it!" she hissed. "Suck it good!" He sucked and slurped from one big tit to the other, his lips sucking at her nipples until they were hard and stiff and standing straight out.

"Oh, Jesus, that was good tit sucking!" Shivering with lust, Melanie pulled his trunks down until his hard cock snapped up against her wrist.

"Oh, fuck!" he grunted.

She curled her fingers around his warm, throbbing cockshaft. She pumped his prick and fondled his hairy balls. "Oh, yeah!" he croaked.

She smeared the cockjuice oozing out of his pisshole over his spongy cockhead.

"Do other girls do this to you?" she purred. "Do they play with your prick so nice?"

She tickled and rubbed his pulsating cockshaft. She squeezed his twitching fuckpole and mewled with delight at the feel of his rigid cock-flesh in her hand.

"Oh Christ, that's terrific!" he grunted. "Touch my pussy!" she whispered. His hungry mouth fastened to one of her tits, he slipped his hand down to her crotch and squeezed her cunt-mound through her tiny bikini panties.

"Help me get it off!" she hissed. He helped her get the bikini bottoms down to her knees. She groaned when his fingers touched her wet cuntlips.

"Oh, yes, more!" she moaned.

She moved her legs apart to give his hand room. She could feel the juice gushing out of her cunthole and drenching his hand.

"Rub it!" she cried. "Rub my pussy!" He massaged her swollen cunt-flesh. He pinched and pulled at her wet cuntlips as she humped her pussy at his hand.

"Oh, God!" she wailed.

A shudder ran through her body when he tickled and stroked her hard little clit. He rubbed back and forth over the sensitive little nub until she suddenly pulled away from him.

Stripping her bikini off, she lay down on the grass and spread her thighs.

"Look at my pussy!" she hissed.

Her hands slipped under her ass and over her thighs until her fingers were in the wet folds of her cunt.

"Jesus Christ!" he croaked.

"Did you ever see a pussy this close up?"

"Shit, no!"

Pulling her cuntlips open, she exposed the pink meat of her pussy to his hot gaze.

"Do you like it?" she purred. "Do you like my cunt?"

"Yeah!"

"I'm very hot, Dustin," she trilled. "I haven't been this hot in ages!"

He stood before her with his cock throbbing and dripping cockjuice. He stared down at her oozing cunt.

"Does my pussy turn you on?" she cooed. She wriggled on the grass, pulling at her cunt-flesh until her pink quivering clit popped out.