Robert Vickers: Raped stepdaughter

When it had collapsed into a tired, flaccid penis, she gave it one last, sorrowful kiss. She'd wished there had been more. The empty, itchy feeling deep in her cunt was worse than ever.

"God, I never felt a mouth work on me the way yours did. That was super, Melissa. I loved the hell out of it." Grant was bubbling over with his enthusiasm so much that Melissa wondered if a chick had ever given him a blowjob before. She doubted it.

"I'm glad you liked it. But… could you return the favor?"

"Huh? You mean you want me to eat you out?"

"Yeah. My poor little cunny's so lonesome. And it doesn't want one of your Goddamn fingers in it." Grant realized how much this chick wanted to ball. And he'd gone and shot his wad! If only he'd had a little more smarts and to hell with the idea he'd knock her up. She'd said it was all right. She should know, after all.

And she was hot to trot.

"You really want me to eat you out?" he repeated.

"Yes, damn you, yes! YES!"

He smiled a little. He liked seeing her green eyes flare with anger. And the way she tossed her head sent cascades of raven black hair swirling around her shoulders like tiny rivers of dark water.

In the dim light of the girl's bedroom, he could see her twin mounds of titflesh rising and falling as she breathed heavily. He licked his lips at the sight. He'd known she was turned on, but he hadn't known how much. The way her nipples had hardened, darkened, into ripe berries just waiting to be popped into his mouth told him the story.

Without another word, he buried his face in between the luscious mountains of her jugs. He felt the soft, warm flesh banging at his ears. He ignored such distractions as he licked back and forth in the deep canyon. He tasted her salty sweat. It made him even more eager to work lower, past her pussy mound, between her cunt lips and into her flowing twat.

But he held back. He mustn't let her think he was too eager. Besides, he hadn't many chances to really sample a chick's knockers. He moved slowly up the pulsing, warm-fleshed cone, licking and leaving a trail of saliva behind. It glistened in the dim light and marked the path back down for him to follow later.

When he topped the tit, he found the slightly bumpy plain of her aureole. And jutting from the center of that coppery disk was her nipple. It was hard and throbbingly alive. He licked across it and was immediately rewarded by the girl's low moan of pleasure.

"Ummm, oh Grant, that's sending fire into my chest! I can feel that tongue of yours all the way dawn into my cunt! Hurry, damn you, hurry!"

He had no intention of doing any such thing. He sucked the nipple into his mouth. Lips closing on the hard marble of erectile flesh, he sucked far all he was worth. He literally pulled her up and off the bed. She shoved her chest out in a vain attempt to get him to stuff the entire tit into his mouth.

His tongue pressed the pebble of her nipple down into the marshmellowy soft titflesh. She groaned louder. This spurred him on. His tongue raced across the sensitive nipple again and again, giving her the tongue lashing of her young life.

"Go on, give it to me good! My tits feel like they're going to explode! God, what you're doing to me!"

He could feel her heart beating excitedly as his tongue was shoved hard into her nipple. He decided to keep her strung out sexually.

Reluctantly abandoning her left tit, he slid down the snowy white slope. When he got to the broad base of her boob, he circled entirely around it with his rough, wet, probing tongue. She was moaning loudly now, her chest heaving up and down.

He did want to cram that entire mound of titflesh into his mouth and suck on it. Knowing it wouldn't fit and not being able to stand the frustration of it, he decided to move on.

The teenager's wet tongue left behind a damp path across the girl's belly all the way to her navel. He paused at the deep depression to send his tongue out and downward. He swirled around a couple times to let her know he was approaching her snatch.

"An the way down! Go on and suck on my cunt! Stuff your tongue into my cunt! Don't bother with my belly button! Oh, Christ, it's tearing me apart!"

His mouth had reached the tangled mat of her pussy fur. He sucked up a tiny spire of her pubic hair and left it standing, wet and pointy. It amused him seeing how his tongue rubbing into her bush turned her on. Even more than his tongue, however, his breath gusting hotly into her sensitive flesh made her come completely alive.

She felt his tongue pressing firmly down into her bush. And then, slowly, as if he meant to torture her, he worked down to her cunt lips. At the top of the vee was her clit.

He tongued it a few times and sent lightning bolts of fiery sensation ripping into her belly. Never had she experienced such an intense feeling. This was nothing like diddling herself. The stud's tongue was driving her wild with desire.

"Do it to me! I want you to tongue fuck me!"

She felt his nose burrow into her pussy mound. He began rooting around like a hog at a slop trough. His tongue was slowly licking up and down the bristly pussy lips. Each light touch was electric. She began writhing around, wanting more, unable to get it.

The girl was totally at the mercy of her boyfriend's tongue.

"More! Don't tease me! Suck on my pussy lips. Do more! MORE!"

His mouth fastened over her sex lips, then he sucked one of the turgid pink flaps between his own lips. He carefully ran his rough, wet tongue along the edge. The sensations building in the girl's body threatened to push her over the brink of orgasm at any instant.

Her hips were restless. She shoved her snatch toward the boy's mouth in an attempt to get him to really tongue fuck her. She wanted him to eat her out good. Nothing less would satisfy her soaring desires.

"I think I missed something. Your clit is just begging for my kiss."

"Damn you!" she moaned. "Stop talking and use your mouth for better things. I don't… obhhhhh, ummmm, oh!"

Her back arched and her well-rounded ass came off the bed as he brushed over her clitoris. He pulled the entire spire into his mouth and sucked as hard as he could.

She felt an icy knife digging into her guts. Then that icicle turned burning hot. She was quaking inside. Her cunt was seething, churning, desiring more than it was getting. She had to have his tongue in her. Nothing less would do.

He worked around her clit, then carefully traced its outline with only the tip of his tongue. Not satisfied, he sucked a little more. The acrid taste of her cunt juices reached him strongly for the first time. The teenager loved the taste. It was about the most intoxicating drink he'd ever tried. No booze could get him as drunk as this fine fuck juice trickling out of the girl's twat.

He couldn't get enough of the salty, tangy juice. His tongue lashed out and stroked fervently all over her cit. The girl was being driven out of her mind with lust. He barely noticed. All he could do was fulfill his own desires.

"I'm coming apart! It… it feels like my whole body is shaking apart! Oh, sweet Jesus, ram that tongue into me!"

She knew the instant he left her clit and worked down her pussy lips from that erectile nubbin of flesh. His tongue was just inside her labia. The intense feeling mounted. Soon, it was an unbearable itch deep inside her twat.

When his tongue plunged deep into her cunt hole, she came. Her entire world ruptured at the seams. The top of her head felt like it was flying into space.

"D-do it to me again. That was super!" she managed to mutter when she came down from her sexual high. Looking down the length of her body, she could see only the top of the teenager's head. His nose was buried in her bush and his tongue was rapidly driving in and out of her cunt. He was tongue fucking her to another climax. She could feel the telltale tingles inside her pussy.