Larry Mitchell - Stepsister_s skillful mouth

He visualized his stepsister totally nude, lying with her legs spread wide apart,, her little pink cunt thrillingly exposed and vulnerable. He felt himself fucking it, and his head turned light. He stroked his stiff prick rapidly;

He saw Nancy lying on her belly now, with her beautiful ass in the air as he approached her from the fear. He worked his hard cock into her tender cunt, then drilled it deep. He screwed her dog-fashion and felt her firm, rubbery butt compress and bounce against the slap of his lower belly,

Finally there was the supreme thrill of having

Nancy approach him while he lay on his back with his stiff cock soaring upward. She imprisoned the head of his cock in her warm, sucking mouth and drew on it while her tongue licked lasciviously over his hot, tinging prick-flesh.

Imagining Nancy fucking and sucking him was so exciting that he couldn't hold back any longer, and the cum fountained out of his thrusting cock as he continued to pump his encircling fingers up and down around it. Spurt after spurt of thick, milky jizz arced from the tip of his bulging red knob and landed in the straw. He groaned. His eyes rolled back behind closed lids. His whole body arched. He held his foreskin way back and the head of his prick slowly stopped twitching, expelling its final few drops of hot, creamy fuck-juice.

The roads came into Cinimon Ranch out of raw purple mountains that always cuddled other colors streaked high in jagged folds. The. entire ranch seemed to be always hidden under a low-hanging cloud of pale dust. Nancy looked out of. her upstairs bedroom window and said aloud again, "I hate it!"

She had spent a particularly restless night, and even now, just after seven, her body was warmed and glowing with a particularly feminine sensation, a union of pleasure and guilt.

She walked back and lowered herself to her four-poster bed. Her blonde hair was in disarray, and there was perspiration on her forehead and warm tits. She closed her eyes and pictured herself seducing Barry, drawing him into her bed, holding his convulsing body as he fucked her and filled her cunt with his sperm.

Yes, she hated this place… but now, from somewhere deep within herself, she had to admit that her position in life was gloriously changed. She was frightened and yet monstrously elated. Barry would try again to fuck her, she knew that. But what she didn't know was whether her body could wait for him!

The itch in her cunt had kept her awake half the night. The pain in the tightness of her nipples was almost unbearable, waking her each time she had dozed off In her mind's eye she kept seeing that thick, rosy cock-head sticking out of the open fly in his Levi's. And regardless of how many times she washed her hand, she could still feel that burning throbbing shaft of cock-meat as though it was still locked in her fist.

There was a sound outside in the hallway, and Nancy opened her eyes wide. She got up and moved silently to her door, listening intently. She heard only the creaking of the old house and her own uneven breathing. It was nothing, just her

imagination, she told herself. She was sure she had the house to herself all day today. Mark and Barry, her mother and new stepbrother had all left for Winslow, seventy miles away, for an entire day of shopping. She bad made a silly-sounding excuse in order not to be included in the outing. Actually she hadn't been able to picture herself sitting in the back seat of the car, next to Barry, after what had happened in the barn.

Feeling safely alone with her secret again, she moved Over to the vanity and looked at herself in the mirror. She thought about the thick hardness of Barry's cock when it had been in her hand the day before. A wondro,us thing! Goose pimples rose all, over her body and waves of hominess washed over her with Ahxilling intensity. Her hand moved under her nightdress and a finger touched, teased her vibrating cut.

Nancy squeezed her thighs together aroijnd her hand. Her pussy-1ips had become wet, the small slit had oozed open, and her finger slid, then slipped, outward and upward as it caressed her slithery itching cunt-flesh. Then she slowly combed her fingers through her juice-soaked beaver. The memory of Barry's fingers on her hot cunt was so fresh in her mind, she had little difficulty thinking it was'hia greedy hand there now.

"Well, well, Miss Cold-cunt ain't so cold after all. My, my. What d'ya know about that!" It was Barry's voice, and he stood in the open doorway with a knowing grin on his handsome face.

"Barry! I…errr- I thought you went with

the others to Winslow!"

"And leave you here all by your lonesome all day? Wouldn't think of it. Listen… about yesterday… I was just so damned horny, I..

"Don't apologize," Nancy snapped,

"Well, I was gonna, but after coming in here and seeing you fingering yourself, maybe I ought to try again.

"Shut up! I mean… oh, Barry, I'm so embarrassed! You wouldn't tell..

"Let's get something straight, girl. Our secrets will be strictly our secrets. That make you feel better?"

Nancy smiled. She stood up and turned her back to him. "I don't know what's wrong with me. It wasn't just what you did yesterday, Barry. Lately I've been feeling so…

"Horny's what you're trying to say, hmmm?"

"I'm a virgin, Barry."

"Time you did something about that, baby," Barry said and then moved into the room, closing the door behind him.

"I'm so dumb. If… if you could.., teach me. If you'd promise to be gentle… if you wouldn't tell anyone…

For an answer, he turned. her around and held her chin up close to his. Then Nancy found herself lost in the warmth of his kiss, in the heat of his body against her, in the throb inside her cunt.

Slowly he peeled her nightdress off and shed his own clothes. She stammered, conscious of his eyes staring down at her round tits, and his muscular leg

moving up and down her thigh.

He pushed her long, honey-colored hair back from her shoulder and kissed her warmly on the cheek. She squirmed.

"Hmmmmmm. Leave it to me, he moaned, and wiggled his wet tongue in her ear. He moved her down on the huge bed.

She flinched and tried, to continue in a matter-of-fact tone, "I really like you very much,

and just because I asked you to help me like, I don't want you to think.."

Casually moving his arm down her back, he slipped his hand around her tiny waist. He looked back into her eyes and wrapped his naked leg completely around her tense thigh.

"Don't worry. I'm not thinking much of anything at the moment."

He moved his hand up and touched the bottom of one soft, conical tit with his fingertips. Then, lifting his leg up, be turned his body, slightly sideways,. letting his hot, pulsing cock fall against her quivering leg.

Nancy gulped, really nervous now and breathing a great, deal faster. She turned her face to his and her arms dropped to her sides completely uncovering her milky white jugs.

"Oh, baby," he smiled, throwing the covers to one side. lie took his arm from behind her back, sat up. and vabbtd her tits in his hands. "God, they're beautiful! They even smell like a baby's powdered ass," he whispered, bending down and sucking noisily on one pink nipple as his hands

squeezed and teased the gorgeous mounds of tit. Wiggling his tongue from one firm nipple to the other, he swallowed all of each tit that his mouth could take.

She gasped.

Then he pressed the soft flesh together and ran his hot tongue wildly from one rich nipple to the other again, but faster now. Not interrupting his movements, he maneuvered his body so his knees were between his stepsister's legs. Kissing, nipping, and tonguing the delicious red buttons, he pushed his face deep into each trembling globe, leaving them moist with his saliva.