Frank Brown - Wild naughty daughter

Sally listened to Rick's growl of pleasure. She felt his huge cock jerking and spitting cum inside her. She closed her eyes, concentrating on the sensations mounting in her loins, concentrating on the feel of Rick's spasming cock in her bowels. Gasping, cooing, she wiggled her ass in tight circles. Before Rick had shot his third round of cum, she was shaking all over as the spasms gnawed through her cunt and asshole.

"Ooooooh Rick!" she moaned. "Give it to me! I'm coming! Oh God!"

She trembled, jerked, the pleasure surging through her body and shaking her to her bones. As Rick's cock shuddered inside her, as it shot cum, currents of electricity jolted her asshole, shocked her loins. They were currents of ecstatic pleasure, and she wished they could go on forever. They reached a peak of intensity, then began to subside. Sally nearly melted into the back seat as Rick's cock slipped out of her.

When Sally got home, her brother Mark was waiting for her. He appeared out of the dark garage, a knowing smirk on his face, before Rick's convertible was even out of sight of the yard. The house was dark except for the night light in the upstairs bathroom. Mark was dressed in a pair of gym trunks and nothing else. In the glow of the yard light, his skin had a sheen to it. The night was humid and warm, and he was sweating even more than Sally was, as if he'd been exercising.

"It's after ten," Mark said. "Where you been all this time?"

"None of your business," Sally said. As she tried to squeeze past him and Dad's car in the driveway, he blocked her way.

"That was Rick Johnson, wasn't it?" Mark's breath smelled of beer.

"None of your business. Let me go, I've gotta get inside before Mom discovers I'm just coming home."

"They already went to bed," Mark said. "Been sleeping for a half-hour already, with the TV going in their bedroom."

Thank God, Sally thought. She didn't want to be interrogated about where she'd been this evening. "Well, I've gotta get to bed too. I'm a working girl now."

Mark didn't move. "What's that smell?"

"What smell?"

"You know what smell. You smell like a walking whorehouse, little sister. You fucked him, didn't you?"

"That's none of your business." Sally's voice rose a bit louder than was safe, and she quickly brought it back down to a half whisper.

"How was it? It's a wonder you can walk after getting banged with that baseball bat of his. Biggest cock in school. Probably the biggest one in town."

"Mark, what's got into you? Will you let me go, please?"

"Sure, right after I show you something in the garage." He took her hand, pulling her into the shadows of the open garage.

Despite the lack of direct lighting, Sally's eyes were adjusted enough to the dark that she could see fairly well. Mark's motorcycle was off to one side. His weight lifting bench sat in the middle of the garage, a barbell resting on the upright supports.

"Watch this," he said, letting go of her hand. He flopped down on the bench on his back, spread his legs as he braced himself, and pushed the barbell up off the supports. "There's one fifty on this bar. Watch."

He lowered the bar to his chest and forced it back up to arm's length. "One. Two…"

So what's this supposed to prove? Sally wondered, ready to slip quietly out of the garage and go to bed. She might have left, but she realized that Mark's cock had snaked out the leg of his trunks and was swelling before her eyes. Within seconds, it stood perfectly erect, throbbing fast as Mark pumped the weights up and down.

"Ten!" Mark gasped, and dropped the bar back on its supports. "That's more than Rick Johnson can do with one-fifty."

He looked up at her, the sweat streaming down his face and torso, his cock pounding the air like a club. His chest heaved.

"Whatever Rick Johnson can do, I can do better."

His cock flexed, as if he were intentionally waving it at her. Some fucklube bubbled from the open pisshole and dribbled down the shaft.

Sally found herself salivating, her loins throbbing. After the workout Rick had given her she'd thought it would be days before she could get turned on again, but now she found herself as hot for cock as if the date with Rick had never happened. Before Mark could make another move, she was on her knees next to the bench, licking his cock as if it were a candy cane.

Mark squirmed, his belly heaving. "Oh baby, yeah!"

Sally got her mouth over his cockhead and slid her lips down the shaft. She swallowed his knob into her throat, then used her tongue as she bobbed her head up and down. She got hold of Mark's balls, squeezing and tickling them as she sucked his sweaty, bucking cock. He arched up, driving his cock down Sally's throat, clawing the concrete with his toes. Sally's spit greased his balls and she massaged it in.

"Oh God, oh fuck!" Mark gasped. His cock quivered in her mouth, hard as stone. His balls swelled in her hand contracting. "I can't hold it!" he whimpered, and shot his cum into Sally's mouth.

Sally gagged on the sudden spurts of hot cum. She wasn't ready for them. It took her a few seconds to realize what was happening, but when she did, she cooed, slurping and sucking, swallowing her brother's cum greedily. His cock shuddered and contracted in her mouth, squirting cum against her tonsils, against the roof of her mouth. Her senses became saturated with the taste and aroma of fresh cum, and her mind became fuzzy for a few moments, as if she'd taken a whiff of some drug-like vapor.

Mark humped up and down, working his flexing cock between her lips and in her mouth and throat. "Oh man, suck it all out!"

His cock was still throbbing and oozing cum when Sally released it. She quickly slipped out of her shorts and T-shirt, then straddled the bench and Mark's loins. Reaching between her legs, she grabbed Mark's jizz-oozing cock and rubbed its head between her throbbing cuntslabs. A mixture of pussycream and Rick Johnson's cum ran out of her and frosted Mark's cock.

She let herself down, swallowing Mark's cock completely with her cunt. Mark's eyes nearly popped out.

"Christ, give me a break," he gasped, squirming as Sally began to ride up and down on his cock. "Awww, fuck, it's too sensitive tight after I come! Jesus, get off!"

No way, Sally thought, giving him a smirk of her own as she rode his cock and felt the wonderful thrills pulsing through her loins. Her tits bounced. She tossed her head. The tips of her hair tickled her ass. An obscene fucking sound came from her juicy cunt as she impaled herself again and again on her brother's rigid fuckrod.

"Mmmmm, you've got such a big hard cock!" she cooed. "I like to fuck it! I'm gonna fuck it right off!"

Mark grabbed the upright supports of the bench. His eyes wobbled. His face contorted as if he were being tortured. He snapped his head from side to side, grunting, moaning.

"Ohhhh, yeahhh, fuck that cock!" he gasped. "Ride that big fucker! Oh shit yeahhh!"

Sally cupped her tits and showed them to her brother. He licked his lips and his cock swelled inside her. She looked down and saw his toes wiggling and clutching, and she feared he'd come again before she'd done all she wanted to do. She lifted up off his cock suddenly, and listened with perverse satisfaction to his groan of frustration.

"Damn you, fuck me!" he said deliriously. Sally turned to face the other way. She wiggled her ass at her brother, then spread her asscheeks with her hands, showing him her hot pucker. Some of Rick's cum leaked from her itching shithole. She caught Mark's cock, rubbed it between her asscheeks, then worked her asshole onto its knob, gasping slightly as the fat prickhead stretched open her pucker.

"Oh Jesus Christ!" Mark moaned. "I don't believe this!" The words were hardly out of his mouth when Sally let herself go, sliding down his slippery fuckrod and swallowing it to his balls with her asshole. "Awwwww shit, God damn!"