Jason Hyte - Sex kitten

Tannsy's body rose with a surprised squeal and Clark's own body betrayed him. The instant Tannsy's juicy cunt channel clamped around it, his dick exploded, shooting groaning spurts of semen that drained the very spine out of him. He collapsed atop Tannsy and weakly rolled them to their sides to rest. He rolled right off the edge of the bed, his cock jerking out of Tannsy's clinging cunt with a soul-scorching 'th-thowk-k'.

Tannsy's surprised face popped over the edge of the bed above him and she burst into wild screaming laughter. She let her own tiny body plop loosely on top of his, and they were nutty brother and sister again, sharing a great big huge joke. Tannsy pulled a corner of the bedspread down to wipe Clark's chin and cheeks and then pushed back to look at him. "Should have left it there," she giggled, kissing him. "It made me feel all sexy again just seeing it."

"Man, talk about fast ones," Clark jeered. "That one must have been the shortest on record, wasn't it? One lousy stroke?"

"Well, so it must have been the greatest one, too, hey? They can't all be the great big long ones we like, can they? Especially after all week without any?"

"We could have brought Lorene out, too, you know. Last night? Initiated her like at a little kid show party?"

"Hey-y, that's not even something to joke about, buster. Anyway, she got initiated a long time ago. Before me. Tommie Reiner got it."

"Yaah, that bastard always did go after the young stuff, didn't he? Too young to know what a jerk he is."

"I suppose, but everybody has their own thing, don't they? Isn't his kind of his own business?"

"As long as he keeps it his own business, hey. But like he was trying to get to you at your birthday party?"

"Y-Yluck! No danger of tha-at. I've got my-y man." Tannsy abruptly raised her head and kissed Clark. "Hey, where were you all night? I thought you said you were only going to the show."

"Hunh? Oh. I stayed in my room upstairs because I didn't want to be out here alone when nobody but us was home. Silly, hey?"

"Ye Gods, and I was laying right here in this-s bed, waiting for you-u all night."

"You were out here!! Where was Lorrie?"

"…. She got mad and went home."

"Oh hey, you shouldn't've done that. You shouldn't be pushing your friends off just for this."

"Just for this!! Ju-ust for something like we just had together??"

"Well, what I mean… we can do this every once in a while okay, like for kicks, but you've got to keep having your friends around. And you gotta keep running around with Pete Fleming and-everything just the same as we've always done. You should-even start letting Pete have it so-"

"You w-want me to start making out with somebody else??"

"Well-no, I don't w-want you to, but-so people will know, you know? You look too-o-like s-sex-xy now. Like a real with it woman who's making the hell out of it with s-somebody."

"Pee on people. I'm not about to start making out with anybody but my husband."

"But that's the point, sweetie. If we're together too much, like if we don't have any outside friends, it'll be too easy for somebody to start putting two and two together. Like you and me."

"So? I don't care if they do."

"Well, you damn well better care. When you get tired of the kinkiness of getting it on with your own brother, the only dates you'd be able to get would be the guys who wouldn't want anything except to sneak you out in the bushes for an easy piece of tail where nobody could see who they're out with. I am n-not going to let you be another Carmie Reiner."

"…You're not getting into that wishing you and me hadn't happened again, are you, Clarkie?"

"…. What I'm wishing is that you weren't my s-sister so I could show the whole fucking w-world how great we are together, you and me."

"So that's all that counts, then. With me. Ye Gods, is Big Peepee still hard or is he hard again?"

Oh-h, man-n? The only way they were ever going to get out of this now they'd gotten into each other so heavy was by getting caught at it and then it was going to be too late for the sweet little shit.

"…You're holding it up with your legs."

Tannsy gave her brother a skeptical frown. She reached behind her thigh, suddenly, to measure his stiff with thumb and finger. "I am not holding it up, you dingaling," she giggled. "Besides, it's still big and I couldn't hold it big. Hey, lay there a minute, Clarkie. I thought up something last night I want to try to you."

Tannsy scrambled backwards astraddle Clark's thighs, her round little bare ass wiggling in unconsciously voluptuous young animal grace. Straightening her lithe body, she reached behind her leg, trying to look down over her shoulder to see what she was doing. The point of Clark's cock touched her asshole and the cheeks of her ass instinctively clapped together. Tannsy raised herself quickly away and leaned forward to reach back between the arch of her legs to tug at the wad of bone, looking down between her breasts now, and feeling, to place it. She eased herself backwards, wriggling until the knob of Clark's staff was securely snapped into the chrysalis of her snug little silk-fringed nest, then settled slowly back and all the way down until her warm soft behind was snuggled into her brother's belly.

"It worked!" she squeaked happily.

Raising herself, Tannsy shuffled her knees to a more apt position and then fell forward to her hands on his shins to fuck Clark backwards, fitting the arch of her hip movements to the curve of his straining rod so that the rod slid through a perfectly ovular slick slippery hole with no distortions at any point in the slide. For the first time in his life, Clark had an unobstructed view of his cock fucking into a girl's juicy split.

In spite of the slippery wetness of his staff sliding so neatly centered within it, the tight lobes of Tannsy's cunt dimpled in as she settled downwards and lagged behind as she raised her ardent little body back up, pouting, gripping all the ridges of Clark's cock individually, clinging as if the lips were as loathe to let loose of the lovely deep entrenchment as his spazzing cock was to have them let loose.

At the top of each of her slow groveling strokes, Tannsy slithered her hips in a sinuous rotating motion, wallowing and loving the wallowing. Her tight labia nudged gently at the shoulder rim at the top of the stairs, stretching out from her cunt, greedy to hold on. Tannsy would then pull out a careful tiny bit further until the lips were closing on the outer slopes of Clark's big knob. She let her juice-smeared cunt reach almost the very tip of the slippery shining dome before starting her torturing, squirming journey back down. In the fraction of an instant when her cunt lips popped over the shoulder rim of his cock, Clark would get a stomach-hollowing glimpse of the bright red inner labia, gripping as vigorously as the outer lobes, pulsing and clinging, working as hard as their outer sisters to make this crazy wonderful backwards fuck even more crazy wonderful.

Little Smartie-pants Superbrain got too smart once and lost the big prick her hot cunt was teasing over. Tannsy wiggled her bottom around in lipbiting concentration and then flashed a smug grin of triumph over her shoulder when she got the head poked back into her cunt without using her hands.

The predatory passion within her own wild little body began building much faster than Tannsy had counted on. As her feelings began so obviously to center on her hot cunt sliding so tightly up and down the big slippery pole, the muscles inside began to grip in spastic little grabbings. Tannsy's sensuous mouth began to droop and her breathing to quicken. Her eyes began to glaze over and the little wrinkled-nose sniffs she was attempting to tease over her shoulder with each completed stroke began to end in involuntary little grimaces of sultry lust.