J. Bradley - Sister_s dog hunger

It rattled him for a moment. He didn't get off her, and her dainty frame was no match for his muscular one, so she lay under him and looked up at him with that strange expression.

"She's really gotten to you, hasn't she?" he said finally. "Little sister Tish, with the big green eyes, the foxy little body and the hot, ready cunt. You do everything little sister tells you to now, huh? Well, I know about her latest idea-hers and Harley's. A goddamn dog kennel," he snorted. "Carol…"

"Shut up, Alec!"

"And she accuses me of trying to squander the money your parents left you! Carol, a dog kennel isn't going to work-not in this town. That money you've been trying to protect is just going to go right down the drain, if you put it in a dog kennel and let her and Harley run it!"

"We're all going to run it. We'll train attack dogs. There's a big market in them now, Alec, and I resent your butting into my business again, Harley says that-"

"Your little brother couldn't say shit unless Tish squatted over his open mouth and crapped there first, and you know it! Damn it, Carol, do you know why Tish hates me so much? Do you?"

"Because you're a despicable bastard who can't keep his nose out of our lives!"

"Because I never fucked her!" he half shouted.

Carol's expression changed. Very slightly, but it changed. Her pussy sucked at Alec's finger with tentative spasms, as if telling the rest of her to quit arguing and get fucking.

"I wish I could believe that, Alec," she said softly. "But I know how much you love fucking. And I know Tish."

"Sure, I love it! Hell! And plenty of guys would call me stupid to pass up a piece of quick, luscious ass like Tish, but I'm kind of proud of it. It hasn't been easy to do, I'll tell you. She's tried every wile ever thought of to get her hot little cunt around my prick and then torment you with how she can take me away from you. Just like all the others. Isn't that what you told me?"

"Yes," Carol choked.

She closed her eyes. How many times had Tish done that to her, wriggling her cute ass, flaunting herself, half raping Carol's boy friends?

Little slut!

"Listen, honey, I'm the first man she's wanted that she couldn't get, and little Tish's ego just can't stand that. So she pumps you full of lies and crap to try to tear us apart. Carol, wise up, Honey! I love you!"

"God, I want to believe that, Alec!" she cried.

He looked at her. He didn't tell her to go ahead and believe it because it was true. He didn't say anything. He dipped his head and found her lips and kissed her hungrily and fucked his finger up her pussy as deeply as he could, trying to tell her that way.

"No. Alec…" she whimpered, feeling her surge of resistance drain away for good this time. She didn't want the war inside herself any more. She wanted to fuck and fuck and feel his strong arms about her. She wanted to quit being mother and father and guardian to Tish and Harley, too, but she just couldn't find the strength yet.

As if trying to forget for a moment, she let her pussy muscles clamp around his finger. Her cunt walls leaked and writhed. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine that she was better the Tish, better than a slut, in spite of the way she needed sex so badly when she was hot.

Her cunt was soaking wet. She felt nearly mindless with the need to come. Her arms twined about his neck with surprising strength and pulled him against her.

Her spine arched and made her tits push against his chest. The round balls were like firm pillows there. Her nipples nearly screamed with sensation and grew to sharp spikes of need.

Her pussy sucked and spasmed around his finger, drawing it up into her insatiable box, and she knew it was going to be a long, long night after all.

Alec knew it, too. He wiggled his finger into the satiny, oiled depths of her twat and waited for her explosion to come. Her first explosion. He wasn't worried about satisfying her with just one. After two weeks, she'd be good for maybe ten.

He rolled his thumb over her clit to hurry along the first one, and his prick pounded rigidly in his pants, throbbing and leaking clear oil from the tip.

"Alec!" She gasped sharply. "Ohhh, your finger-your thumb! Damn you, you're making me… Ohhhh, you always did know how to make me come and come and be such a shameless slut with you that I… Oh, God! Alec, hold me! Kiss me! Darling, I'm coming already! Yes, Yes! Ahhhhhhhhhgh!"

Her hips bucked and tossed and shuddered. Her tits ballooned on her chest, and her nipples speared into his shirt. She heard the wet sounds her pussy made around his finger-shameless sounds, slutty, Tish-like sounds.

Her cunt sucked and drew. Waves of pent-up orgasm washed over her and tossed her small body under him. They crashed through her and lifted her and made her ready for another big rush almost before the first one had subsided.

She filled her panties with slippery cunt juice. It leaked out around his finger and drooled down the underside of her crotch to her butt crack, tickling her asshole and making it pulse heatedly.

Slut… hot-cunted slut…

Alec slipped his finger from her pussy. It dripped with her hot juices. He unzipped his pants and let his throbbing prick out, and she gripped his rod immediately. She did it shamelessly, letting it pulse hotly between her fingers.

"Ohhhhh, Fuck me Alec! For God's sake, fuck your cock into me and let me come again! Once isn't enough, darling! You know once is never enough!"

"God, yes, I know!"

She twisted her head sharply to the side. "Damn you, shut up! Just fuck me," she moaned.

He didn't have to say that. He didn't have to make her sound more slutty than she already knew she was. Her hips jerked up and down, and her pussy spasmed and shook for more, and she felt terrible.

He reached for her panties. She pushed them off faster than he did and melted into the couch, spreading under him, opening her cunt wide for the sustained bout of fucking to come.

She pulled her dress high over her waist, feeling the sculptured texture of the cushion against her round, tight asscheeks. She held his raging prick in her hand and pulled on it impatiently, trying to guide it quickly into her quaking cunt hole.

Alec pushed his pants to his knees. He felt between her spread thighs, and the tip of his cock hit the hot, fluid silk of her grasping pussy mouth.

"Ohhhh, Carol!" he cried.

"Alec! Alec! Fuck me! Hurry, I'm ready to come again!"

He thrust into her snatch. Her hips lifted. Her thighs flew wide apart. One dainty foot rested on the floor, and the other circled in the air over the back of the couch.

She tipped her cunt up, and his prick sank all the way into her wet hole in one, fluid, frictionless slide. The dancing cockhead slid through the oiled silk of her tunnel and butted at the end of her pulsing cunt.

Carol yelled and flung her thighs around his ass and pulled inward and came immediately, pitching and tossing and shuddering violently.

"God! My God!" she screamed, clinging to his neck with her twined arms, her words half-sobs of pure emotion.

Her pussy muscles sucked and pulled at his throbbing prick, milking it rhythmically. Her asshole spasmed in and out and was tickled by the nap of the cushion fabric. His belt buckle stabbed into her thigh, but it was a delicious kind of pain, one that demanded still more sensation to rage through her heated body.

Alec gave it to her, as he always did, as he had learned to do after three years of fucking her wild pussy into multiple orgasms. He gritted his teeth and exerted all his will to keep himself from coming just yet.

It was tough to do, when her sucking silk pulled at his horny dick. He nearly lost his load in her oiled cunt, but he managed to swing his feet to the floor and half stand, still plugging her pussy.