Ray Todd - Brother was first

"Oh, yes," she grinned, turning her head around to the man who was humping over her kneeling body. "Fuck me good, Mr. Blake, fuck me good."

With his stiff boner gliding in and out of Heather's deliciously hot, tight hole, Stan could hardly believe that he was actually fucking this delectable girl. Her juicy young cunt walls sucked and clung to his cock as it pumped in and out of her hot slit.

As the man fucked his throbbing rod in and out of Heather's frothy twat, Monica was screaming with joy under Tom's furious assault. Their two straining bodies were humping madly against each other on the cushions. Tom's wildly thrusting cock, as well as Monica's ass, were slippery with the hot cunt juices that were boiling out of the woman's cock-filled hole.

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" screamed Monica.

Slamming his huge dong into her for all he was worth, Tom's cockhead suddenly exploded a torrent of white hot jizz into the shrieking woman's cunt. The thick fluid splattered against the walls of her spasming twat which was experiencing another one of the multiple orgasms that had been rattling her body for the last several moments. Monica had never been so completely fucked in her entire life.

Watching the couple collapsing in each other's arms, Heather raised her cute young ass higher in the air to better receive the hard prick that win pounding deliciously into her pussy from the rear.

"Oh, God, Mr. Blake," she panted hysterically as his well-oiled dick brought her closer and closer to a climax. "Keep fuckin'! Keep fuckin'!"

Suddenly feeling his fuck-juice squirting into her cunt, Heather exploded into her own trembling, shuddering orgasm. She slowly sank exhausted to the floor as the man's spewing cock continued filling her cunt with sporadic spurts.

It was almost dark when the exhausted, fucked-out crew of four pulled into the dock at the [missing text].

Waking up the next morning, Heather stretched and yawned, her thoughts on the glorious time she'd had on the Blake's boat. Recalling the delicious fucking and the exciting pictures she'd seen, the girl decided that screwing her brother was wonderful, but the world was full of hard cocks and new positions for her to try. Thinking about the picture of Monica sucking the cream out of Stan's cock made her hot pussy begin to itch and drip.

Walking into the store a later, she found her mother standing behind the counter, staring dreamily through the window. Heather had never seen her mother looking more radiant or beautiful.

"Hi, honey," smiled Joan, when her daughter entered.

"Hi, Mom," the girl grinned.

"How was your boating trip yesterday?" her mother asked.

"Neat," beamed Heather.

"Honey," smiled Joan. "Can you mind the store until around two o'clock? I have some things to do."

Joan was meeting Craig Barber again, but she certainly couldn't tell her daughter. The woman had never felt so completely alive in her life. After the frustrations of sex with her bumbling husband, Craig was bringing Joan pleasure beyond her wildest dreams.

Shortly after her mother had gone, a big handsome young man walked into the store.

"Hi," she beamed at the boy.

"Hello," he smiled, showing his even white teeth against his deeply tanned face.

Heather was pleased at the way he boldly surveyed her cute figure in the brief cut-offs. The girl purposely leaned over the counter, hoping to give him a glimpse of one of her big nipples hi the loose halter.

"What can I do for you?" smiled Heather, seeing the flustered expression on his face.

"I need some shaving cream," he stammered, pointing to a brand on the shelf behind the counter.

"Are you new here?" she asked, handing him the can.

"Yeah," the boy ginned. "I just got here this morning."

"Welcome," she smiled, once more leaning over the counter to better expose her tits. "I'm Heather."

"Hi," he blushed, his eyes on her big partially-exposed nipple.

"My dad runs the marina," she explained, trying to start a conversation. "And I help my mother here in the store."

Troy, who was nineteen, was staring boldly at the mature sexy figure on this girl that was obviously not more than thirteen or fourteen years old. "Do you like it here?" he stammered, reaching for his wallet.

"Gosh, yes," she grinned. "It's really neat."

"How long have you been coming up here?" asked the handsome boy.

"Sure, since I was a kid."

Their conversation was suddenly stopped as a group of customers entered the store. As more and more people came and went, Troy finally left, realizing it would be impossible to talk any further with her.

Walking up the path to their house after her mother had relieved her that afternoon, Heather was shocked to ace Troy sitting on her steps in a pair of cut-offs.

"Hi, Troy," she smiled, sitting down next to him. "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for you," he grinned.

"How did you know where I lived?" she asked, lightly caressing her bare leg against his.

"I asked around," he admitted.

"I'm glad," she whispered, placing her hand on his thigh.

"Do you have a boy friend?" he stammered, feeling the hot bare flesh of her upper leg against his.

"Not a steady," she smiled, taking his hand and placing it between her slightly parted thighs.

With his hard cock throbbing in his pants, the boy began easing his fingers up along her inner thighs. When he reached the crotch of her cut-offs without her stopping him, he boldly slipped his finger up through the leg opening until he found the moist nest of pussy hair.

Feeling his middle finger sliding up into her hot juicy twat, she turned her half-parted lips up to his mouth. With their lips locked wetly together, she began juicily licking the inside of his mouth with her sweet slippery tongue.

"That's neat, Troy," she whispered, writhing her hot wet snatch around his deeply imbedded finger as their lips parted. "It feels so fucking good."

Troy couldn't believe the girl's actions or her dirty language, but he was excitedly pleased with both. She looked so young and innocent, yet she was the hottest bitch he'd ever met. Maybe she was only thirteen or fourteen, but she suit as hell knew what a pussy was for.

While the boy was vigorously finger-fucking her, Heather quickly lowered his fly and yanked out his stiff prick. His cock wasn't as huge as her brother's pecker, but it was much bigger than Stan's or the others she'd seen in the photos.

"Troy," she whispered, knowing that no one was at home. "Let's go in the house."

She led the excited young man directly to her room where they both discarded their clothes. When the boy was seated on the edge of the bed, Heather got down on the floor and crawled between his outstretched leg, gently taking his hard boner in her hands. This was just the first of hundreds of new cocks that the horny girl planned to enjoy. Slowly stroking the throbbing beauty that was thrusting up from between his legs, her feather-light fingers worked deliciously up and down his sensitive shaft. Thinking about the picture of Monica sucking on Stan's hard prick, Heather bent down and took a big cockhead into her hot open mouth for the first time in her life.

"Heather!" he gasped, "What are you doing?"

"I'm gonna suck you off, silly," she giggled, momentarily removing her lips from his strange tasting prick.

Troy had shacked up with many girls his own age, but none had ever given him a blow-job. Staring down at her, the young man decided this bitch was the hottest piece he'd ever met, yet she seemed so Goddamned young to be so experienced.

Lowering her face again, Heather once more covered, his fat knob with her juicy open lips. The scent and taste of cock-meat was completely new to her, but there was something about the slightly salty flavor and smooth texture that she instantly loved. Swirling her wet tongue around the thick rim at the base of his cockhead, she could taste the residue of cum that still clung to the fleshy ridge from a previous ejaculation. Moving her mouth up and down over his lurching dong, she loved the texture of his meaty pole as it slid back and forth over the top of her tongue. She hadn't dreamed that sucking a cock could be so fucking exciting, and she couldn't wait to feel his cock-juice tilling her mouth.