Ted Leonard - Wife made to suck

"Oh, my God!" she breathed hotly.

Her cunt demanded attention. Her hand obeyed. She slipped two fingers into her wet young fuck-hole, clamped her thighs together, rolled onto her side, and humped her pussy wildly as she came and came.

Her horny orgasms gave her added relief as did the fact that she wouldn't have to see Sam again until Monday. She was prepared to spend a relaxing weekend with her hubby. But that wasn't on the cards for her. Her kid sister, Tracy, showed up the first day in tears. Kelly was dismayed.

"How did you get here?" she demanded to know.

"By bus," Tracy said.

"But… where did you get the money for a ticket."

"My babysitting money," Tracy explained.

Tom interceded. "Quit grilling the kid. Can't you see she's upset?"

Tracy gave him a nice smile. She sat up straighter on the sofa and her taut young tits poked proudly in her tight T-shirt.

Kelly wasn't impressed. "Now, let me get this straight. You had another argument with Mom and she grounded you, so you ran away from home. No money, no clothes, nothing. And you want to stay with us? Just like that?"

"Please, Kelly!" Tracy cried. "I don't have any place else to go!"

"You can go home, you little fool. Mom's going to be worried sick. She's liable to advertise you on TV as a teenaged runaway."

"I don't care!" Tracy said, and pouted. "She's so mean to me. She won't let me do anything."

Kelly heaved a sigh. "What was it this time?"

"She found my vibrator under my pillow," Tracy said.

"Your what? You mean, a massager?"

"No. A vibrator. You know."

"Tracy!"

"It was just a little one," Tracy explained. "Only about this long." She held her hands about four inches apart.

As she spoke and demonstrated, her curvy young thighs parted a little. Her skirt was very short, high on her thighs, and Tom swore that she wasn't wearing any panties. He crossed his legs to conceal his growing hard-on.

"Well, this is just like the handle of my hairbrush, only it vibrates."

Kelly threw her hands up. "Tracy, I don't know what to do."

"Say I can stay with you and Tom for a while. Please don't send me home. Please!"

Tom appeared in the doorway. "She can sleep on the sofa," he said.

Tracy gave him another smile.

"Tom!" Kelly said sternly. "Don't encourage her! Do you want to spoil her?"

"It would be just for a few days," Tom argued. "Just until you straighten this out with your mother."

"I don't know," Kelly said dubiously. "We really should put her on a bus home."

"Oh, please!" Tracy cried.

"Just a few days," Tom said.

Kelly relented. "Well… all right… but just for a few days."

Tracy leaped to her feet and rushed up to Tom and stood on tiptoes and gave him a big hug and a nice kiss. All her goodies pressed up against him. He laughed and tousled her hair as if she were a kid, but his prick throbbed against her belly as if she were a big girl. Tom was surprised when she didn't pull away.

"Okay, okay," Kelly interrupted, getting to her feet. "Calm down."

"Let's all have some lunch," Tom suggested. "You go ahead," Kelly said. "I want to talk to Tracy a minute."

Tracy stood bright-eyed with her hands behind her back and her proud young tits jutting sharply in her T-shirt.

"I don't think you should throw yourself at Tom that way," Kelly said.

"What do you mean?"

"You're not a little girl any more and… well… he is a man and…"

Tracy blinked her eyelashes. "You don't think he'd get a hard-on for me, do you? Oh, Kelly, Tom's not that kind of a guy. He's like a brother to me."

Kelly suddenly felt foolish. After all, this was Tom she was talking about, not Mr. Hartman.

"You're right," she said. "I was being silly. Come on. Let's eat."

Tom had fun watching Tracy drink her milk. She lifted her glass high and swallowed. When she lowered the glass, there was a film of milk left on her upper lip. She used her cute little pink tongue to lick it away. She did that every time, and once, when Kelly got up from the table, she looked right at Tom and did it with a smile. His cock jumped.

For Tom, watching Tracy watch TV was a sexual experience in itself. She bent over for more popcorn, and licked her fingers like they were little pricks. She stretched and her ripe young tits did tricks in her T-shirt. She yawned and her sexy young mouth ovaled as if it was filled with cock. She twisted on the sofa and her pretty legs opened wide. Her furry little pussy played peek-a-boo. For Tom, it was a long day. And a long cock.

He went to bed with a hard-on that wouldn't quit. When he tongued Kelly's mouth, she whispered that sex was out of the question when her kid sister was right in the next room. She rolled over and went to sleep. Tom waited another whole hour before he slipped out of bed, stark-naked and cock-heavy.

He made his way in the dark around the sofa. He knelt down and heard Tracy's breathing.

"Tracy," he whispered. "Are you awake?"

"Yes," she whispered back at him.

"I didn't kiss you goodnight," he said.

He leaned his face over, and his mouth found hers. She parted her lips and when his tongue was out, she used hers. Then he used his. As they kissed, Tom reached between his thighs, taking his prick.

When ike raised his face from hers, Tracy whispered, "Kiss me all over."

Tom groaned and his cock stiffened in his fist. Silently, hotly, he kissed her all over. She drew the covers aside and surrendered to his lips and tongue and teeth. His mouth attacked her jutting young tits and Tracy murmured hotly as he licked and sucked her little pink nipples.

His mouth burned a trail down her writhing young body. He licked her peach fuzz. It was soft and silky. He crawled down to her splayed young legs and kissed her cunt. Tracy wanted to scream for more, but she bit her lower lip. Instead she took his thick hair in both hands and yanked as she humped her pussy up at his mouth. Tom got the message.

He found her young pussy delicious. It was so cute, as well as horny. Tracy apparently liked her cunt licked so Tom did his best. He licked and lapped her pussy until she was writhing all over the sofa. It was fun to caress her tight young ass-cheeks as they bounced and twisted in his hands.

He tongue-lashed her little clit until Tracy thought she'd pass out. Testing the depth of her virginal pussy, he inserted his thick tongue between her tight pussy-lips and inched it slowly into her cunt-channel. Tracy caught her breath as he slowly invaded the most secret part of her pussy. She gasped as his big tongue wormed up into her belly almost.

As Tom tongue-fucked her, she gripped her aching young tits and mauled the hell out of them. She closed her eyes in rapture, and caressed and played with her tits all the while. Tom snuggled closer to her horny young crotch and drilled all of his tongue into her hot, moist pussy-slot.

Little grunts escaped Tracy's throat and Tom felt her hips starting to move faster. He sucked on her quivery little clit licked his tongue into her cunt-slit, and probed her pussy-channel again and again. Her hot little ass came up off the sofa cushion then, and she shuddered from head to toe as her pussy creamed into Tom's licking, sucking mouth.

Giant quivers of orgasmic pleasure rippled through her young body and she writhed like hell as Tom ate her out. He held onto her jerking hips and grinned to himself as he sucked her out tea dynamic orgasm. She came like crazy.

It was then his great pleasure to lick her pussy dry. She tasted much fresher because she was so young and still a virgin. Tracy moaned softly all through this special treatment and by the time Tom was finished with her cunt she liked him a lot more.

Tom's rigid cock was immense and dangerously close to exploding. He wondered if he should dash into the bathroom and jack off. Or would Tracy jerk his prick? Would she go that far? Besides, what would he do with his jism?