John Kellerman: The family threesome

"Robby, I'm burning up!" She let his cock go and wriggled atop his body. Before he could protest or turn, she had her coltish legs on either side and was rocking her hips downwards as she held his cock up with one hand. She was so hot that she drooled on his chest as the head pressed between her steamy outer lips. They parted with a wet sound and Sheri bit her tongue hard.

"Nhhhuuhhh… Ohhhh shit… you're so hard and hot and wonderful!" She plunged her slit up and down against the cock she held. She knew she was clutching it a little too tightly behind that mushroom head, but couldn't help herself. The velvet slick rub of it against her petals and folds brought moans of pleasure from her throat.

And the sound the touch of their bodies made! A slick, sucky sound that made Sheri toss her blonde head around excitedly. Her slim back was arched sharply, breasts jutting up. She was on her knees, spraddled over the twitching, grunting male. Her senses were flooded with the sight and smell and touch of him. It was better than any magazine description she'd ever read. It was paradise.

She pound her clit down hard against the bulging head of Robby's cock. Then, pumping her pussy into a different position, she felt the stretch of her hymen. Again the consuming desire to be penetrated swamped her. All it would take was a sharp lunge from Robby. That's how it had happened in the stories she'd read. Of course they never said much after that. Just hints about the ecstasy experienced by the characters involved. She wanted that ecstasy! She wanted it now.

"Do it to me, Robby!" she whimpered, licking his face with wild abandon. "Do it to me with your prick!" She leaned back hard against his stiffness, felt her hymen tingle with the beginnings of pain.

"Damn it… Sheri… stop it… now!"

"Shit… Ohhh fuck," she whined, falling down against his chest. She rubbed her sharp little nipples back and forth against his skin, kissing him wherever her lips happened to be.

"Sheri… we can't," Robby pleaded. "I'm so close now that… that… Ohhh God… stop moving, Sheri… shit… you've got to stop… moving."

"Robby… fuck me! I'm begging you!" And she really meant it. She'd never wanted anything so bad in her life. All the taboos, the dangers, the warning meant nothing to her now. Her body demanded it! She wanted to be penetrated! She wanted to feel that hot hard spear of flesh rape up into her twitching pussy! She clawed at Robby's shoulders and bit a red place on his neck.

But Robby grabbed her roughly and threw her over on her back.

"Sheri you don't understand. Sure I want to… but…" He grabbed his cock and began to work it up and down rapidly.

Sheri caught at his wrists.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

"I'm gonna come, damnit."

Sheri pushed him with all her strength. Robby rolled back onto his back again and before he could ward her off, she'd thrust her slender body between his thighs. His cock was pressing against her navel when the first jet of cum spattered out. She felt its heat, felt its slick dribble as she writhed against the fountaining cock, tried to work her pussy higher.

"You're crazy!" Robby grabbed her waist, fought to keep her from doing it. But she had her slit almost right now. She could feel her outer lips part as she slid them up the shaft.

"Ohhh… almost… there… push… Ohhhhh Robby… fuck meeeee!" But she could only plunge her hot petals against the lump that jutted up against Robby's belly. He wouldn't let her put the tip between her mound. He wouldn't let her try and break her cherry with the crown.

Hot cum sprayed into the seepy crevice of her pussy, dripped out again. Her clit was pressing against the little lobes on the underside of Robby's cocktip. Sheri pumped viciously to make the friction build. She growled as the seconds jerked by. She counted ten of them and then she gave a cry and her body shuddered. A stab of pure ecstasy went through her body. She couldn't get air, couldn't scream, couldn't even move. She just twitched. There, on Robby's hot flesh, she twitched, rubbing the goodness of their most sensitive parts together.

"Sheri," he gasped, hugging her close to him, kissing her face. "Ohhhh baby, I can't believe this!"

"Robby, ohhh! I wish it was inside me." Hot streams of cum smacked between their bellies. Sheri writhed in the mess, loving it. She could smell the sharp pungency now. It was like nothing she'd over smelled before. Better than the best perfumes she decided, even if it was a little weird.

Her cumming was a steady, lusty itch that reached pinnacles of pleasure she never knew existed. She babbled words without meaning, licked and bit and kissed the man beneath her. Then Robby rolled over and gently pumped his cock against her clit. She spread her thighs so wide that the muscles trembled. She wrapped her legs up high on his back. Once she couldn't resist the urge to feel that thing against her cherry and jerked her body into a position that made Robby's cockhead brushed her hymen. But ho quickly jerked it back, leaving a clinging string of cum there.

"You don't have a lick of sense," he laughed. "You horny little nymph!"

"Oh Robby, do you like – a little?"

"Yeah. But just a little." They laughed and kissed and Sheri hugged him so hard that he had to grunt.

"It's wonderful. You live right in the same house. Right in the next room from mine!"

Their tickly lust was dying away now and Robby caught her head in his hands and made her look at him.

"Damn it Sheri, we can't just go on doing this whenever we want. Don't you feel the least bit guilty because of how we're related?"

"Nope," she said, shaking her head emphatically.

"Well, I do. I'm your mother's brother. Sure, I'm quite a bit younger than she is but that doesn't make us any less related."

Sheri was still moving her hips. The slurpy slide of her open pussy against the firm cockhead was lovely, even now that her climax was behind her. The slick juice that had burst from her uncle's body had made such a mess between them! Even that was exciting. How wonderful that all that stuff spurted out when a man fucked! Robby got up and walked across the room. She watched him dab his belly with a towel. While he busied himself at that, Sheri dug a finger up along her slit and looked at the curiously creamy juice that had been created somewhere in Robby's male body. She sniffed it and was almost tempted to taste it. Close to her nose, the smell was very strong, though. She didn't have the nerve to put her tongue on the heavy-looking droplet that clung to her fingertip.

"You'd better get back to your room before your mother comes home."

Sheri felt a little hurt. She got up and dressed slowly. Robby avoided her eyes, even when she tried to make herself obvious to him. At last she turned at the door and took a big breath.

"Aren't you even going to say goodnight?"

Robby smiled. "Okay, goodnight." He walked over to touch her hand.

"I was thinking…"

"Sheri!" he warned.

"I was thinking maybe after mama comes home and goes to bed that we could sleep together for a little while." She blinked eagerly at him, smiling.

He bent forward to kiss her upturned nose. She longed to reach out for the wilted snake that was now his cock but controlled her passion. She didn't want to turn Robby off. And he sure seemed to be hung up about something.

"Not now, not tonight," he whispered, holding her slender young body against him.

Sheri went slowly to her room. She sat on the bed for a long time thinking about Robby. She relived every second of what had happened, trying to etch in her mind exactly what had excited him most. He sure liked her titties. And he'd liked it, too, when she'd put his cock in her mouth.

A thrill pulsed through her clit. What would it be like to actually have that cum spurt out into her mouth? She hugged her shoulders, excited by the naughty idea. It had been nice sucking on Robby. His cock was so smooth and silky to her tongue. And he liked it so much. That was as exciting as getting hot herself. The fun of bringing pleasure to someone else.