Phyllis Baxter - An incestuous party

Again closing her hand, she pointed her fore-finger toward her slowly undulating vaginal slit and moved her hand closer to the forbidden area. Closer, closer… until finally, she was there, her finger resting in the softly curling strands of her cunt hair. There, as the juicy little opening throbbed hotly around her finger, she retracted it quickly, moving it along her thigh as she parted her legs widely. With one hand still massaging her breast, she opened her other hand and drew it lightly along the quivering flesh of her inner thigh, inching again closer to her achingly burning pussy mouth, her body beginning to thrash as it rebelled against the teasing she was giving it.

With her fingers barely touching the soft, supple skin along the valley between her legs, she could feel ripples of lasciviousness course through her whole body as she came closer and closer again to the forbidden area of her slowly gyrating cunt, and she forced her whole body to thrash lightly as she undulated and revolved her hips.

Her mind was spinning with a million delirious delights and she closed her eyes to blot out everything except the deep and total satisfaction she knew she would get when she first wormed her middle finger up into the warmly seeping slit upon which it was advancing. Opening her hand, she rapidly slipped her palm around the fleecy golden hair of her pussy mound and screwed her middle digit deeply down into the warmly gushing softness there, forcing it between her cunt lips and pressing her hand tightly against the curling softness between her thighs as she tucked it as deeply into her open cunt walls as she could.

Instantly her mind was awash with a million searing blazes of white hot flame, destroying every thought except the piercing, lust-inciting feeling of her finger deep in her cunt. Again and again she plunged her fingers into the seething abyss, moistening her thighs and pubic hair with the sweet, honeyed juices of her finger fucking actions. She wormed another finger into the hotly palpitating little cunt hole, and another and still another, driving and screwing her whole hand through the wide-stretched and blissfully gripping pussy mouth. Her fingers teased and stroked hotly at the walls deep within her pussy, and they made lewd, wet little sucking sounds as she moved her hand in and out of the cuntal sluice coating the whole lower region with the hot film of her cum.

Her other hand was massaging her breast, pulling and squeezing it hungrily and violently, kneading the soft mound of flesh and pressing the hard, cherry size nipple harshly against the palm of her hand. She opened and closed her hand against the pliant mound, and with each constriction, a fresh wave of licentious sexual desire rippled and coursed through her lust-wracked body. She brought her legs tightly together, trapping her hand deep in her tightly clasping young pussy as wave after wave of bliss seared through her naked form and centered in her nakedly grinding loins.

Her hand battered and plunged against the sex-sensitive walls of her cunt, and she imagined that she was being fucked not by that last guy, but by her new step-brother, David. She imagined that he was about to pounce on her body with the fury of a thousand jungle beasts and ravish her cunt with all his sexual fury. Her lust controlled mind accepted the vision of the young boy fucking wildly on top of her, and she made low, throaty moans of wanton pleas to fuck harder to her imaginary lover.

"Yes. Yes. Fuck me, David. Fuck me. Fuck… Hard!"

She removed her cum covered hand from her voraciously gripping cunt and raced it along her bed to the vibrator, gripping it tightly as though it were a searing cock ready to fuck deep up into the excited depths of her aroused and hungry pussy. Turning it on, she was overcome with the soft, sensual vibrations passing from the eight inches of thick, soft plastic through her hand. A strange soothing feeling came over her as she brought the tip of the artificial cock to the front of her neck, touching the soft, silky skin with the electrically quivering machine. Her whole body was like a sponge, soaking up the soothing feelings emanating from the quietly vibrating thing, and she was relaxed to a completely languid state as she felt her whole being turn into a hotly melting pool of sexual butter, washing and waving with the totality of the delicate sensations coursing through her body.

She moved the dildo along her body to the valley between the mounds of her breasts, and shuddered as she encircled one nakedly throbbing tit, running the tip of sensually vibrating cock around the base of the lust-swollen mound, inching it closer and closer to the nipple covered summit until, finally, she touched the sensitive breast bud with the searing tip of the almost alive vibrator. At the first contact of the tip to her torrid nipple, she stiffened her body and allowed the lascivious sensations to careen through her body in lascivious little ripples of hotly rising desire.

The machine hummed softly in her hand, and her body heat had turned the cool plastic into a hot cock, stiff and angry like a real cock would be. Its effects were no longer soothing. Each second increased the mounting excitement churning within her loins, and her legs butterflied open again, begging that she ram the stiff, hard artificial penis far up into her hungry cunt. She could hold herself back no longer. Taking a deep breath, she moved the dildo along her flat, quivering belly flesh in small, delicious circles, each time coming closer and closer to the undulating and thrashing cuntal orifice between her openly spread thighs. Massive amounts of heated love juices were gushing from her parted pussy lips, and her pubic region was shaking and trembling with the eager anticipation of plunging the thing deep up into the greedily seething folds. Closer and closer she circled her vibrator, coming into contact with the top-most fleecy wisps of her blonde pussy hair, inching along the upper base of her inverted, cum-glistening triangle, until, at last, the hand heated tip of the nearly alive plastic cock touched the opening of her wetly seeping pussy opening.

Just this initial contact was as though a red-hot poker had been thrust into her cunt, and she was overcome with the delirious waves of sensual, sexual delight that consumed her whole mind and raged wildly throughout her body. Her thighs came together again, and she moved the love-producing cock along the tight, narrow valley between her legs, sending the artificial penis along her creamy-soft thigh flesh to her knees as she aroused every molecule of her being. The totality of her arousment was complete as she allowed her hand to drift sensually along the writhing legs, pulling the searing plastic cock closer and closer to the thrashing and revolving cuntal area, and she opened her legs, knowing that she would not be able to resist fucking the thing deep up into her impatiently palpitating pussy lips any longer.

Laying flat on her back, she drew up her knees and dropped them out to either side of her body, fully exposing her burning cuntal orifice to the creeping plastic penis she was moving along one inner thigh. Ripples of delight were searing through her undulating hips, and, while her other hand returned to her breast, she lifted her head and bent her back, inserting the turbid nipple into the warm confines of her mouth, licking at the rock-hard nipple with her hot, wet tongue and engulfing as much of it as she could between her eagerly sucking lips.

Again her body was shocked rigid with this fresh addition of sexual delight searing through her, and for a brief moment she halted the advance of the plastic cock to her loins as she delighted in the sensuous sensations rippling from her mouth-trapped tit. Her tongue lashed and whipped at the burgeoned breast bud, and she sucked and licked at the tender fleshy mound, dripping saliva as she made lewd wet sucking noises with her greedy mouth. She reveled in the sex-wracking sensations searing through her anxious body, and she could actually feel as though it were David's mouth that had nearly swallowed her heated breast, that it was his tongue pressing tightly against the sensitive nipple bud, wrapping around the bright red pebble of delight and lashing at it with his wetly swirling fourteen-year-old tongue.