Robert Vickers: Raped stepdaughter

All he had to do was flop onto her and fuck merrily away. But that would be crass. He had to show more class than that.

Instead of just shoving his prick in and fucking, he held onto her leg and pulled her toward him. His mouth fastened onto her well formed calf. He kissed her, then began licking and lightly nipping at her soft, satiny smooth skin.

She yelped but didn't struggle to get away. The feel of his mouth working up her leg toward her cunt was almost more than she could bear. The girl had expected him to really pick up where he'd left off inside. She wanted that cock buried deep in her cunt where she could feel it pulsing with male life.

She couldn't complain. Quite the contrary, it was building up her inner sexual tensions to the breaking point. She'd thought she was hot before, but it had been nothing like this.

Never in her sixteen years had she been so aroused by a man. Grant was turning her every way but loose. His mouth stimulated the sensitive portions of her tender inner thigh. She had always assumed that men ignored this part of a woman's anatomy.

She learned how good it was to have a man care about giving her the maximum turn-on before really fucking her. The nerves throughout her young body were screaming in joy by the time his hot breath gusted through the tangled mat of her pussy mound. His tongue daringly weaved through her bush and then descended a little to her clit.

The tiny spire of her desire throbbed with excitement. When he sucked the clit into his mouth, she came.

The wetness of his lips, the heat of his gusting breath, the way he used his tongue on her most sensitive of organs, all set her sailing off into a wonderland of sexual fulfillment.

And when she came down from her carnal journey, his mouth was still there, licking, sucking up her cunt juices, plunging deep into the juicy twat. He tongue fucked her for a moment and got her off again.

Her entire body felt like a string pulled taut. The lightest plucking and she would, vibrate for hours. And he was using her like a fine musical instrument.

"God, Grant, I never thought it would be this goad. I mean, ever!"

"And I never found a chick as damned sexy as you. God Almighty, you turn me on in a big way. Now for something big about me."

His hands moved her legs even wider apart. She felt the grass moistly crushing under her ass as he forced her downward with his weight. He was sliding up her body, his cock nudging into the pink, turgid lips of her cunt.

Then she screamed. She tried to hold it in by biting her lower lip, but she couldn't. The sensations ripping through her tender, young body were simply too huge.

His cock rammed all the way up into her cunt. Then he began fucking her with all the skill he'd shown inside the house.

Her shoulders became damp and stained from the grass mashing under their combined weight. She ignored this. The only wetness that appealed to her now was between her trim legs. Her cunt was overflowing with lust.

The squishy noise of his cock ramming in and out made her breath come even faster. She felt her tits rise and fall, pressing bard against the thick slab of his muscular chest. The nipples had hardened into pointy buttons. She thought for a horrifying moment she was going to poke holes into the youth's chest.

He didn't seem to notice the throbbing marbles that were her nipples. But she did. Every time he slid down on her body to send his cock surging into her cunt, his chest dragged over those sensitive tips. She felt the nipples being rotated, twisted damn near off her body.

The fiery lances of sensation arching into her chest made her come completely alive. She'd thought his mouth all up and down her legs, then exploring her cunt, had turned her on in a big way. It was nothing compared to the fucking he was giving her.

With the hum of traffic in the street just scant yards away, she knew they might have an audience and never know it. What would that spying person think, seeing the two naked bodies passionately wrestling out there in the middle of the yard? Would they care? Would they jerk off while they were peeping?

The thought that anybody might see them added fire to her already soaring lust. She was an exhibitionist deep down inside. She loved the idea that they might have people watching. Performing a live sex act would really set people to talking!

"Oh, Grant darling, you're so fuckin' good! I love the way your cock feels inside me."

"Your cunt! It's so tight!" the boy gasped. He was hard pressed to keep control of his body. It was fucking almost without his control now.

His hips thrust in and out, mindlessly. All he could do was hang on for the ride and enjoy the hell out of it.

"How's this, big boy?" she asked, tightening her stomach muscles. She felt his cock come into bold relief inside her cunt.

The huge head of his prick was straining against the soft walls of her pussy. Every slight move was transmitted directly to her body. The sides of his cock were lined with veins and arteries hammering with excited blood. She twitched her hips just a bit to see what the difference in position would feel like.

She came.

Never had a man been so huge inside her. The cock was at the point of ripping her apart. And she wanted more of it!

"Go on, fuck me, fuck meeeeee!" she begged.

Her legs lifted off the ground and braced on either side of his body. She felt the sweat slickening his sides. She tried to lock her ankles around his waist and drag him even deeper into her cunt. It failed. She couldn't control her own twitching body.

Mindlessly, she was hunching up to meet his every inward thrust. She needed that fucking cock bad!

Then he slipped out. It was accidental. In his enthusiasm for fucking her long and hard, he'd drawn back just a little too much. His forward thrust sent his juice-greased cock sailing down the split of her pussy lips and into the ground.

He moaned as he tried to fuck himself all the way to the center of the earth. In spite of himself, he had to laugh.

Melissa joined in. "I never saw anybody that excited before. Christ on a crutch, you get to fucking, you stay in the cunt. But no, you slide right on out."

"So let me get back on and ride," he said. "I promise to aim better this time."

She started to open her legs wide to him again, then heard the faint sounds of her mother and Jonathon fucking. The idea occurred to her that their fuck-fest could be a lot more stimulating. She grabbed onto his prick and pulled him into a sitting position.

"Okay, guy, listen good. We're going to the open window and watch some of the hot and heavy action going on inside."

"Huh?"

"We're going to spy on my mother and that stud fucking her. Maybe you'll learn something."

"Look, Melissa, I want you so bad I hurt, but to spy on your mom? That's really sicko."

"Don't knock it till you've tried it. And you do want a little more of my little cunt, eh?" She pulled his cock toward her snatch. She felt it twitch in response. He wanted more of her. All the way up her cunt, he wanted more of her.

He did as he was told.

Under the open window, they heard the two inside fucking. The lewd fucking noises told how hard Jon was fucking the woman. Her snatch had to be burning up from the friction between her cunt walls and his cock.

The sounds made the girl feel uneasy. But it wasn't a nervous uneasiness. This was a brand new excitement. Before, she'd had to masturbate herself to get the full thrill. Now she had Grant's huge cock to help her along.

Sure, it was kinky. That was what she got off on.

To actually spy on her mother and her lover while they were fucking sent little tremors into her already aroused cunt.

"Look at 'em!"

Grant poked up a bit over the windowsill and let out a low whistle. "I never saw a prick so big in all my life!"