Ron Taylor: Hot for dad

Jim was licking her now, his tongue flitting up and down in Betsy's gash. He had a nice way of licking, though his fuck technique tended to be rather crude and to the point. Hop on, stick it in, and jiggle till he squirted her belly full of jism. Most boys were that way, she reflected. Jim's raw talent for eating snatch was a point in his favor. Of course, she'd take a man any day. A man like Ed Bogart, for example.

Betsy tried to pretend that it was Ed reaming her cunt at the moment, rather than Jim, but the thought didn't quite work. Ed had a genius for eating pussy and Jim was pathetic in contrast. But he was all she had at the moment, and he was doing fine considering. She wiggled her ass, sliding her cunt against his nose and mouth, encouraging him.

"Lick a little faster, would ya, huh?" she sighed, squeezing her tits through the bodice of her gingham dress. She could feel the nipples punching up to tickle her palms. Mmm, she thought, I'm gonna need a little piece of sausage before much longer.

Sibyl's throat was a greasy, sucking tube for Wayne's cock. She held him with one hand fondling her pussy with the other as she ate him, and he steadied himself by caressing her red hair. She couldn't get over how slickly he rammed his way into her, how graciously her mouth and throat opened to accept him, let alone how much she enjoyed having him there. God, she thought, no wonder Cheryl had been so eager to suck Daddy's cock that day! If it was twice as sweet as this one.

She experimented, relishing the newfound sexual response that was blossoming inside her. She sucked him with alternate hard and light pressures, using her tongue in ways that seemed to occur like divine inspiration, and her fingers stole into the crevice of his ass, tickling him there, making him wiggle as he stood giving her meat. His unsteadiness had an interesting effect on the penetrations of his cock, she noticed, and she fingered his asshole a little more overtly to see what else she might summon forth.

His cock felt so hard and hot in her mouth, but it had a certain yielding quality, too. Not once did she feel strangled by him. Her mouth hadn't the slightest difficulty taking him when he plunged – indeed, it seemed much more reluctant to let him go, when he was interested in jerking his dick away and ramming it to her afresh. Sibyl had been Betsy doing this to a boy, and she had mentally branded Betsy a slut, a girl bound for hell. Well! Now she was doing it, too, and she didn't feel at all like a slut or a bad girl, and the fires of hell seemed a long way off and not beckoning to her at all. She felt good. She felt like a woman for the first time in her life.

She sucked loudly, voraciously, her lips smacking around him as he plunged again and again. The thrusts he made, to the upper part of her throat, were becoming so familiar, so reassuring, that Sibyl wondered if she'd be able to endure not having him there. What if she became addicted? she asked herself. What if she had to go around everywhere, all day long, with a cock buried to the hilt in her sucking mouth?

Her hand moved faster and faster in her cunt. She had two fingers buried in her tight young hole and she rammed them in and out with the same ferocity Wayne used to fuck her mouth. I'm getting it from both ends, Sibyl thought.

Even her pussy didn't feel so tight now. She'd been more than a little nervous about approaching her first fuck, afraid that her orifice was too snug to accommodate a penis. But now, after a hand-job from Wayne, during the one she was giving herself, Sibyl could feel the lithe resilience of her cuntal muscles, the way they stretched and yielded as limberly as her mouth stretched to let Wayne's cock plunge inside. She fucked herself with two fingers, then added a third, her pussy loosening to allow it entry. There was a strain, but only at the very start, and she knew that when her time came, she'd spread her legs, kick her feet high into the air, as Betsy had directed, and her first lover would mount her and stick his cock into her waiting hole. She would be fucked and it would be beautiful.

She scooped with those fingers in her cunt, reaming and dredging the mucky swamp of her sex, and her tummy felt as if it were turning upside down. Her clit was swollen enormously and her fingers brushed it every time she worked them inside her gash. Each stroking pass sent a fresh chill up Sibyl's spine, till her brain seemed numbed.

Her mouth sucked harder, harder, ever harder on Wayne's dick, and she could feel him holding onto her head for dear life. His ass was tight where her hand squeezed it, muscles rippling and tensing in his buttock. Sibyl gripped him more firmly, sighing around his cock in her mouth, and she threw all remaining decorum out the window. She'd be orgasmic in a second – just a second – a few more clit squeezes, a couple more thrusting finger stabs.

Sibyl came in a torrent of juice and contractions, her belly and pussy jerking in alternation, and she started moaning to the cock which filled her orality. She could feel it throbbing a reply to her whining and as it throbbed, the blood pounded in its veins. She felt him swelling in her mouth, bigger, harder, thicker. She leaned toward him, clamping her lips to the hair at the base of his pecker.

"Nnnnngghhh!" Sibyl whined, Wayne's cock somewhere in the middle of her throat, her right hand buried finger-deep in her coming pussy, her face lurching from side to side on Wayne's pecker.

He moaned too, a howling cry that seemed to be ripped from the middle of his soul. His fingers dug into Sibyl's head, strong enough, or so they seemed, to crush her skull by their pressing eagerness. She felt his cock swell again, this time ballooning enormously, so fast, so furiously that she thought she might be smothered by its size. Her mouth was full of him. Again Sibyl groaned and the vibrato of her cry, echoing along the shaft of Wayne's dick, onto his jiggling sac of nuts, did what even her enthusiastic suckling had not done.

He pulled from her throat, intending to ram it to her again, and his cum overtook him on the way. His cock-head hesitated at the entrance of Sibyl's throat. She was still groaning, the root of her tongue jiggling beneath his cock, and he howled like a triumphant beast as he ejaculated his cum down her still open throat.

Sibyl felt his greasy cum burst from the tip of his dick, and she knew that it was coursing down her throat in thick, warm streams. She couldn't taste it – he was giving it to her straight, too far back, too fast, too hard – and none of it had yet seeped down to tickle her taste buds. But there seemed to be so much of it! He kept quivering and jerking in her mouth, shooting jism so abundantly that she couldn't take it down her throat at once. Some of the jizz oozed into her cheeks and she held it there, sloshing it around the imbedded shaft while he gave her even more.

Wayne's cum rolled inside Sibyl's mouth. At last she could sample its flavor. It had a strong taste, not entirely pleasant, and the consistency was a little too thick and greasy to suit her. The longer she retained it without swallowing, the less pleasant Wayne's cum became. It seemed to be curdling. She made an effort to swallow all that remained with her mouth and, as she did, Sibyl noticed that her first lover was no longer squirting, that his cock's orgasmic throes had subsided and he was beginning to go soft in her mouth.

He diminished quickly, it seemed, and she watched as he oozed from her mouth accompanied by a few trailing streams of his cum. Sibyl made no effort to lick up the spillage, and it trickled down her chin as she stared at Wayne's temporarily depleted cock. He was very wet, very red, his pecker flesh white and creamy where stray drops of jism clung, and when she touched him with her fingers he felt small and so sticky! Tender, too! Her thumb scraped the underside of his cocktip and he groaned, knocking her hand away. Sibyl petted him for a moment or two, smiling as she watched his cock striving to erect itself once more. Wayne panted, dropping to his heels. He squatted on the blanket while she took his prick in hand and coaxed it hard again.