Dennis Carlisle - Family affair

"Tell me," she whispered, dry-mouthed, staring up at him with unabashed lust.

Paolo rose slowly to his feet and Gail moaned with delight, gazing at the thick long outline of his cock, encased in his skin-tight dungarees. It looked enormous and she kept hoping that it would prove to be as formidable and cumbersome as the janitor's had been. For she wanted nothing less, only a cock that was as big if not bigger.

Of course, she didn't tell Paolo what she was thinking. But she watched him without blinking an eye as he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. His chest was covered with a thick tangle of dark black hair, hair that fanned out, covering his skin and his small pink inverted nipples.

His belly rippled, the muscles like ridges on a washboard. As far as Gail was concerned, Paolo was just beautiful to simply look at. He was a perfect specimen of a man and as he fumbled with his belt, she held her breath, waiting for the promise she had wanted for so long, the promise she had wanted ever since she had laid eyes on him.

Then, he stopped abruptly.

"Undress me," he told her. "And then take what you want so much into your mouth and show me how much you have to have it."

He stood rooted in his place, his legs spread apart, his arms crossed over his chest like a statue of a Greek God. His muscles bulged unbelievably and Gail got cautiously to her feet, her knees weak with sexual desire and physical hunger.

Then, crouching down in front of him, assuming what she imagined was a position of supplication and adoration – as if he was not an ordinary man but indeed her long-lost prince, a God worthy of no one – Gail pulled down the zipper to his jeans. Slowly, trying to excite him by the very tentativeness of her motions, she lowered them down over his hips and thickset thighs.

Glancing up at his narrowed eyes, she saw that he was breathing hard, obviously quite aroused. Tugging hard, his jeans slid down over his hips and a groan of delight escaped from between Gail's lips. Paolo was not wearing anything underneath his dungarees.

She couldn't hold herself back any longer.

Gail suddenly wrenched down his jeans and gasped out, groaning so loudly that Paolo began to laugh. For standing out, just inches from her mouth, inches from her lips, was the janitor's penis! It was identical: the same size, color, shape, everything. Gail couldn't believe it and without waiting another second, flung herself against Paolo's cock.

She opened her lips wide and tried to cram the monstrously swollen organ inside her mouth. "Yes," he said, stroking her hair. "Suck on it. Make it get even bigger, harder. And then I will give you what you want, Gail. Then I will fill you until you cry out, until you burst in two!"

Greedy, thirsty for a taste of his flesh, Gail ran her tongue around the glans of his penis, probing the tiny slit of his puckered piss-hole as if to suck up his as yet unreleased juices. Paolo shivered as she played with his cock. She tried to get more and more of his massive erection into her mouth, reaching up at the same time to fondle his nuts.

Jiggling them up and down as cunt juice trickled down her legs, Gail's excitement and sense of desire was incredibly intense. Paolo responded to her hot caresses pumping his meat forward as he tried to cram every last thick inch of his cock deep into her mouth. It hit the back of her throat and she nearly choked, pulling away and then bearing down on him again.

She ran her hands up and down around his hairy groin as he shivered and she knew that he was certainly responding, that he was getting himself more and more worked up. Finally, Paolo flung her down and off of him, swiveling around.

Gail lunged forward, stuffing his cock into her mouth as he grabbed her legs and buried his face between her moist and dripping thighs. "Eat me!" she screamed out, licking and running her tongue up and down the arm's-length that was the shaft of his dick. "Suck on it, eat me out. Move your tongue inside my cunt. Lick it, harder, go deeper, deeper!" she screamed, caught up in a veritable whirlwind of erotic pleasure.

Paolo's tongue was incredibly long and he dived down into her hole rubbing it briskly up and down the slick moist walls of her pussy before wrapping it tightly around her clit. He kept squeezing that hot little knob of flesh until she had to beg him to stop, for she couldn't take the exquisite intensity of her excitement and mounting lust.

But Paolo wouldn't stop.

He kept tonguing and sucking on Gail's twat, never pausing for even a moment. His hips pumped down as he stroked into her, forcing her to suck on his penis, harder and harder as she inhaled his musky sweaty scent and reached up to grasp his buttocks, pulling his firm and muscled body against her. His hairy chest was soon rubbing over her belly and his pubic bush scraped briskly and fiercely between her boobs.

Gail was on fire. Shivers of pleasure and sensual delight coursed through her body and all she saw was cock, big thick juicy cock staring her in the eye as she tasted it, smelled it, felt it and clawed at Paolo's ass, pulling him down to her.

Then, she did something she had never imagined. It was as if she wanted to experience him totally, to know every part of him. Slowly, Gail pulled away from his cock and began to suck on his nuts. They were heavy, filled with hot cream and Paolo moaned loudly as he felt her lips and tongue working over his balls.

But then she just kept going. Even as Paolo's tongue dug all the way down into her pussy, Gail was already licking her way along the virile youth's furrow at the underside of his scrotal sac. He shivered and trembled, pushing himself against her as her tongue worked its way between the cheeks of his ass.

"What is… what?" he asked, looking over his shoulder. He was just in time to see her spreading apart the cheeks of his ass. Paolo went through a violent convulsion of pleasure and delight as Gail dug her tongue down into his damp and coarse-haired anal fissure. She kept sucking as he returned to her pussy, slowly sliding off of it and licking his way down her vaginal furrow.

He was going to rim her as well and Gail responded by relaxing totally as her tongue felt the puckers and creases of Paolo's corrugated and dark-brown asshole. She inhaled his scent, his manliness and heavy body aroma as the tip of her tongue worked its way in circles, swabbing his anus and chewing on his coarse dark hairs which grew in abundance, almost obscuring his asshole from sight.

Meanwhile, Paolo had found her own asshole and before Gail could do a thing – not that she wanted to stop him, though – he had jabbed his tongue down hotly, pushing it right up inside her rectum.

"Shit, God it feels so nice, so hot," she panted as she kept whimpering, feeling his tongue entering, stretching the sensitive skin wide as Paolo began to lick and tongue her dry rectal walls. His excitement and growing lust was evident in the way his cock twitched as it rubbed up and down between her boobs, frictioning hotly in her cleavage as her own tongue corkscrewed down into his anus, slipping right inside.

She poked it in and out, tickling and exciting his prostate as he rubbed his body against her, grinding down hotly until Gail thought his cock was a crowbar, so hard and rigid that it seemed to press against her rib-cage, making her weak with hunger pains, pangs of cock-hunger as her pussy itched and burned fiercely.

"Do it, now, now!" she suddenly begged, unable to control herself a minute longer. "Paolo, please, fuck me. Fuck me before I go insane. Give it to me. I beg of you!"

He swung around and hovered above her, his eyes glinting, his tongue darting in and out of his mouth like a snake. "You want it now?" he asked in a whisper that gave Gail the shivers.

She nodded her head, looking down between his legs to where his cock rose up past his belly, swollen and heavy, an arm of hot flesh which she burned to have thrust inside of her.