Ted Sawyer - Hot little niece

"Ohhh, thank you," she said, and swirled around for him. "Can I fix you a drink?"

"Sure, yeah sure, ah… well! I guess I'm a little nervous," he said.

"I was too," Rita said as she mixed his favorite drink and one for herself. "But I got over most of it while I was taking a shower and getting ready for you. I've been thinking about tonight ever since Mindy arranged everything."

"Mindy," the man said.

"Isn't she something?" Rita said. "Anyway, I got to thinking how we were really old friends and there was no reason why we shouldn't, you know, spend the night together… as long as everyone agreed," she added hastily.

"Right, right." He was watching her full shapely body while she talked, taking in the figure-eight legs clad in the white hospital stockings. So many times he'd thought about balling her. Everytime that he'd seen her in shorts or tight slacks or bathing suit.

"I'm glad its finally happened," Rita said. "I've always thought you were a sexy hunk of man, and that Carla was a lucky girl. Here's your drink."

She walked to the couch and handed it to him.

"I've felt the same way about you," he admitted. "Arid you look sexier now than anytime I've ever seen you. I was getting a hard on right now, just looking at you."

Jim took a big swallow of the drink and put the glass on the end table. "I think it's about time I got rid of some of these clothes," she said and stripped off his jacket and shirt, tossing them on the couch.

"Now we get to the good part," Rita said.

Jim Campbell unzipped and dropped his pants. His cock was pushing through the cotton fabric.

"I'll let you do the honors," he said and stood in front of her.

Rita Russell put her drink down and grabbed the elastic of his shorts with both hands. Abruptly she jerked down the white cotton shorts and his stiff cock came into view.

"Oh, that's beautiful!" she cooed. "So long!"

She wrapped one hand, and then the other around his cock.

"And so hard!"

Jim thought she might suck it. They were in the perfect position, her sitting on the couch and him standing in front of her. But she jerked him a few times and said, "I can tell I'm really going to get fucked tonight!"

Rita stood up next to him and said, "I thought I'd do a little strip-tease for you. Carla said she thought you'd like that!"

"I don't think I could stand to be turned on anymore than I am," he said. But he sat down on the couch and his neighbor's wife moved to the center of the room. It was true that he was hot for her body, but it was also true that he wasn't going to miss what might be a once in a lifetime treat, Rita Russell stripping for him.

Rita danced a bit in front of him, then turned her back and opened the nearly transparent jacket-like top of the nightie. The white ruffles slipped across her shoulders, down her back and fell to the floor. He had a delightfully clear view of her bottom, tightly clad in the white panties.

She turned around to face him and resumed swaying. Reaching behind her she undid the bra hooks and the material loosened in front. Jim smiled. The frilly white bra had only covered the bottom half of her tits to begin with, and now she let it slide from her breasts and drop to the floor.

"What magnificent tits!" he said. "I didn't realize they were so firm." He licked his lips as his eyes traveled over the huge orbs and the large nipples just made for sucking.

"If you like my tits, Jim, you ought to see my pussy," she laughed. His cock got stiffer.

She slipped her fingers under the white elastic band and pushed down. Her very thick, dark pussy bush was exposed and she finished the job by bringing her legs together and letting the milk white panties join the other garments on the floor.

She put her hands on her hips and did an amateur bump and grind for him, clad in nothing but pure white stockings.

She reached for the garter belt clasps but by then his cock was so big he jumped up and told her to forget it, he had to have her that minute or shoot off on the ceiling.

Maybe, he thought, if I throw her a great fuck she'll break down and try to suck me. Mindy had suggested how he go about it, but that would have to wait. Right that minute he could think of only one thing, fucking his wife's best friend.

"In the bed or on the couch?" she asked. "I put on clean sheets and everything's perfect."

"Let's go," he said, taking her by the hand and almost running with her into the master bedroom.

She jumped into bed, turned on her back and spread her full, meaty thighs. Jim Campbell jumped in on top of her, knocking the wind out of her.

Hands flew to his crotch, getting in each others way, and somehow managing to fit the head of his cock against her bushy hole.

"There it is, there it is!" she cried. "Now fuck me, you long dicked son of a bitch!"

He slammed into her, surprised at how wet she was. The strip and the anticipation must have made her as hot as he was.

"Oooohh!" she cried. "You don't know how long I've wanted to see what this would be like. We're fucking, Jim, we're really fucking each other."

He grunted and rammed it to her, shoving the long cock pole all the way into her clutching pussy.

"God, you're so tight," he groaned, "and so fucking hot! Oh, if I'd known there was a pussy this hot right next door all these years… oh! That's it, hunch me, fuck me back you beautiful bitch! Oh, what a fucker you are!"

Rita threw her head from side to side as he shoved into her receptive hole. Her belly quivered and her legs flopped on the bedsheets, already soaked with perspiration.

She threw her legs over his, rubbing the smooth white stockings against the backs of his thighs.

"Beautiful!" he cried. "Oh, what a fuck you are! Damn you're hot!"

"Hot for your long cock, honey," she groaned and threw her hips up at him. Their bodies slammed together. Every muscle was twisting and churning on the bed. Rita pushed her big tits against his thin chest, her hard nipples scraping across him.

He drew his hips way back so only the head was in her, then drove forward, splitting the lips of her wet cunt wide.

"Oh! Jim, Jim! What a cock you've got! I never thought it'd be this good… yet! Yeh! I'm commmmmmming!"

Jim Campbell fucked her faster, really going to town as he felt her skillful snatch twittering around his dick. It was almost like someone had turned on a hot water faucet. She soaked him in seconds.

"I'm still coming!" she groaned. "I can't believe it!"

"I'm ready," he muttered. "I'm ready, ready, ready… ah! Fucking-a… there! Take it!"

He hammered her mercilessly as his cock spit out hot come, filling her. Hot gobs hit the back of her pussy.

"Give me your come, baby," she swooned, "Give me your sperm! Oh baby, mix it up in there, good and deeeep!"

She grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him into her, feeling the wonderfully excessive length of his cock.

Jim finished shooting and sank into her fleshy body.

Rita's legs relaxed, sliding down his thighs. Her hands caressed his naked and sweaty back.

"Beautiful," he sighed.

"Long," she muttered, "so long, long, long and hard…"

She was so different from Carla, he thought. Maybe, as she'd said, the stockings had been Carla's idea, but if that was the case why hadn't Carla ever worn them to bed?

Carla. He wondered what his wife was doing at just that minute. How had it gone with his wife and his best buddy?

Len Russell walked into the Campbell house, nervously closing the door behind him.

Carla Campbell was in the living room, waiting for him. She was dressed in her nurse's outfit. The fact that he always seemed to be turned on when he saw her wearing it was something she'd long been aware of, though previously she'd just taken it as a friendly, even neighborly compliment. Once, a year or so ago, he had joked that the nylon uniform was like a stocking for the whole body, and stockings really turned him on. Like any woman, Carla had remembered. Though before this evening she'd never considered using it to turn on her neighbor's husband.