John Fine - Sexy little sister

Tears of pain and joy streamed down the teenager's pretty face as the huge dongs crowded together inside her writhing body. Her hips jerked up and down erratically to the thrusts of the two seventeen-year-olds. Inside her, the two cocks met and massaged each other violently through the thin flesh between her cunt and bowels.

"God it's good, Liddy," moaned Billy ecstatically, feeling the hot tightness of her shit hole and the rhythmic pumping of Dudley's hard root. "You're the best, Liddy," he groaned, screwing her ever harder.

Liddy hardly heard the compliment. She was oblivious now to anything but the joy of the two young peckers battering her insides. Fiercely she lunged her bottom back against Billy's unyielding prod, then jerked down to meet Dudley's welcome thrust. The three wiggled and squirmed madly on the grass, aware only of cock and cunt and Liddy's hot flesh.

"Oh, oh, oh," squealed Liddy with pleasure, "Dud's coming. Hurry, Billy. Come too. Oh, oh, ee."

"Yes oh, yes," groaned Billy, jamming everything but his balls deep into the teenager's rectum. And as he felt Dudley's cock expand against his and start shifting, the other boy climaxed too."

"Eh, eh, ee, ee, ee," cried Liddy in pleasure and pain as she felt copious wads of come splash into her tender box and bowels from two huge hoses. "Yes, ohh, ohh," she moaned, grinding up and back to fill herself with the lovely dicks. Her own white come climaxed over Dudley's cock.

"Oh, no, more," she gasped as she felt the two boys rhythm slow and their cocks begin to shrivel. "Oh, it's so good. Don't atop. Oh, you boys, it's so good. Oh, oh, oh, yes," she finally whispered, her own climax over. Panting, she relaxed her body against Dudley's and rested. The three of them lay together contentedly, weak from their ecstatic exertions.

"Can I have some now, Liddy?" broke in Randy's unwelcome, whining voice, his unsatisfied pecker still in his hands. "It's my turn."

"Don't be so selfish, Randy, let me rest," she whispered in response, hating his interruption. Silently she vowed never to let the selfish boy have another piece of her tail. But now she had to keep him satisfied and his mind off Suzie and Cindy. "Okay," she gasped finally, "in a minute. Just let me rest"

As soon as Liddy had disappeared, in the woods, Cindy and Suzie changed back into their jeans and headed off toward the spot Sally's body had been found. It was easy to find, having been clearly described in the sheriff's report. With their young sex-oriented point of view, somehow the girls hoped they would find something that the deputies overlooked. But an hour of careful search revealed nothing. The girl's body had simply been brought there and dumped. And the gravel road revealed no clue about the car that brought her.

Discouraged, the two turned back. But just as they again entered the woods that obscured their view of the road, they heard the unmistakable noise of a motorcycle coming along behind them. At first they paid no attention, but when it began to slow down and creep along the road where they had been, they quickly returned to see who the new arrival was.

Hidden by the thick bushes at the foot of the trees, they watched the stranger dismount from his machine. He was tall, with dark hair and a full moustache.

Cindy took a notepad from her hip pocket and scribbled a description. Abt. six-one, 190 lbs, left handed, denim trousers…

"About how old would you say?" she whispered to her sister.

"Maybe twenty-seven or eight. Good build too. Probably a good lay."

"That's not objective, Suzie. We can't tell that from here"

"I wouldn't mind finding out from closer up," replied Suzie, always horny.

They watched quietly for nearly half an hour as the stranger carefully combed the dead leaves and debris where the girl's body had been discovered. Finally, he got on his Harley and left-obviously without finding what he wanted. Quickly Cindy wrote down the license number and a description of the bike. On their way back to the pond they discussed the mysterious stranger.

"Obviously he knew where Sally's body had been dumped," commented Cindy carefully.

"And obviously he was looking for something that had been left there," added Suzie.

"All the girls have been found naked, so it wouldn't have been something of Sally's he was looking for."

"And it must have been small. Did you see how carefully he turned almost every leaf?"

"So, if he were one of the murderers, he's looking for something small that he left at the scene."

"Gee Cindy," said Suzie excitedly, "maybe there's something the deputies found at that scene that would identify who he is. Have you looked at the report to see if anything unusual was found?"

"Daddy didn't get the full report on Sally ‘till last night. But I doubt it would be anything that could identify him. But if that Harley wasn't stolen, that license plate number will tell us who he is. And if there's something they've found that belongs to him, then we've got him identified as being around the scene. Let's hurry home. Daddy'll be gone, but the report will be there."

"Unless he left it at the office."

"He won't have. He‘s working on this case after hours. It'll be on his desk where he can look at it any time he wants."

The trip home was uneventful. Randy drove and kept trying to give Cindy a feel. In the back seat, Billy and Dudley had Liddy's pants down and were petting her enthusiastically. Cindy had insisted that there be no screwing in the car, for fear someone might see it. But the moans from the back seat told the two sisters that Liddy was at least getting a good finger fucking.

As they had hoped, Daddy was still gone when they got home. Only the light in Joey's room was on.

The boys all wanted Liddy to go with them and continue the day's orgy, and normally the big blonde girl would have been more than accommodating. But she had enough of the three big studs that afternoon to satisfy her for at least n little while, and she sensed that Cindy and Suzie had discovered something in their search. So cheerfully the three girls said good night to the three hard-ons and hurried into the house.

Suzie went upstairs to check on Joey, while the other two girls headed to the den. As usual, the door was locked. For some reason he insisted on privacy when he worked on his planes. After making sure he was all right, Suzie headed back downstairs, not knowing she was leaving Joey in his room, looking at color pictures of some dark-headed woman sucking the cock of a Shetland pony.

"Find it?" she asked sprightly, stepping into the den.

"Just did. Haven't looked at it yet. What we want is the list of items found at the scene."

"Here," said Suzie, pulling out a single thin sheet of paper from the bulging file. "It's not very long. The corpse of course, a bit of rope left tied around an ankle. Three empty beer cans-apparently left long before the body was dumped. And, last, what we're looking for."

"What is it?" cried Cindy and Liddy together impatiently, trying to peer over the young sister's shoulder. "How do you know it's what we're after?" asked Liddy excitedly, "and what are you looking for anyway? What did you find out there this afternoon?"

Cindy restrained her own curiosity as to the last item on the list, which Suzie mischievously held back from her. Quickly the older sister told Liddy of the stranger on the motorcycle who had obviously been looking for something. "And apparently that something's on the list. Come on now Suzie, what is it? This is important."

Suzie smiled triumphantly. "A man's large Ruby and diamond ring. It gives an estimated value of over $2,000. That's what he must have been looking for."

"Right," agreed Cindy enthusiastically. "What else would bring the man back to the scene of a murder except something personal."