Robert Vickers - Summer in bondage

And, seeing that it was a lost hope, he'd fuck any body who happened to come along.

It was their mutual good luck they'd found each other that night.

His hands found the twin peaks of his sister's boobs. He gripped them with a fierceness that showed the height of his arousal. As he squeezed and kneaded the pliant flesh of her jugs, he felt a feather-light touch at his fly. She quickly unzipped his jeans with a metallic hiss.

His prick snapped to rigid attention.

As he fondled his sister's knockers, she was giving him a handjob. He could hardly imagine his good luck. He bent over and thrust one of the tits into his mouth. She was getting sweaty from arousal he tasted the salty tang of her perspiration. That sent his pulse racing almost as much as the fact that he had her hard, mushroom-like nipple firmly under his tongue. He could feel it throb with life. Sucking hard, he heard her mutter a low, deep-throated moan of contentment.

Summer felt the jab of sexual lightning cut into her body as her brother took her boob into his mouth. His teeth scored the sides of her milky white tit. His tongue drove down hard and fast into her nipple. It pressed the erectile tissue all around until she was weak and shaking inside. The way he gave her a tongue-lashing was to her liking! She loved every second of it!

"Ummmmm, Bill, that's so divine!" she groaned over and over. She kept rocking back and forth on his leg. The entire top of his thigh was wet with her inner oils. She was gushing the thick lubricant out at a fantastic rate.

It was kinky, fucking her own brother. That thought kept going over and over in her head. It wasn't right, yet it felt right. It was a sin. That's what the preacher said every Sunday. That's what she'd heard all her life.

Her body told her an entirely different story. How could it be wrong when she needed her brother so badly? How could it be wrong when her cunt begged for the attention she was giving it along his leg? How could anything be wrong that felt so damned good – like him sucking hard on her tits?

There was no conflict. She wanted him inside her, his cock driving in and out of her clutching hole as fast and hard as he could. She wanted her own brother fucking her!

"Bill, ohhhh, Bill, fuck me good! I want your prick in me! Fuck my poor little cunt!"

"Ummm, yeah," came the muttered reply. Bill was enjoying the feel of his sister's titflesh around his face too much to do anything else at the moment.

Summer felt Bill's face burrowing between the mounds of her jugs. The urge to have cock shoved mercilessly hard into her cunt heightened. Each time his tongue licked out and left a saliva trail across her sensitive skin, she shuddered. It wasn't from the cold; it was a warm night. It was from the knowledge that her very own brother was hungering after her lush body. He wanted her as badly as she wanted him!

The girl's mouth felt like cotton. She was gasping for air like a fish out of water. When he shoved his strong fingers up her cunt, she almost fainted. The wiggling, driving fingers rolled and prodded around in her tiny love tunnel. She felt her juices flow even faster to drench this new invader up her twat.

Summer came.

She shrieked, "Aiiieeee!" and felt her body caught in the fierce grip or orgasm. Bill had touched her clit. That fleeting touch was all it took to shove her over the brink of climax. She soon came down from her sexual high and rejoiced in the filled feeling his three fingers gave her pussy.

Knowing that Bill's passion and need was as great as hers from the way his prick bounced and jerked in her grip, Summer decided to give him a little mouth love.

She dropped to her knees and spread Bill's legs apart. She took his plum-colored, knobby fuck stick into her mouth. She heard him gasp as her hot, wet mouth engulfed his prick. Slowly, she began sucking. Not much at first, but enough. He began writhing around on the chair as if he were sitting on a puddle. She held him firmly in place with her hands on his hips.

She didn't want his dick slipping out of her mouth. The long, quivering rod of hard manmeat was too tasty to lose!

She sucked the entire length into her mouth until her nose burrowed into the crinkly mass of her bather's pubic hair. It smelled of man musk. That odor excited her as much as the throbbing length of prick firmly lodged in her mouth. She slowly worked back along the length of the jerking cock. Inch by agonizingly slow inch emerged from her wet lips.

His entire length was drenched with her saliva. She kept the knobby head of his prick inside her lips. Running her tongue back and forth over the triangular flap of skin dangling down under the end of his cock, Summer stimulated the most sensitive portion of her brother's manhood. She loved the feeling on her tongue as she dragged it back and forth on the rubbery glans. It sent lightning surges of delight into her body. She loved giving head.

And Bill loved the blow job he was getting from his sexy sister. Looking down at his crotch, all the boy could see was a tangled mass of dark hair. In wild dismay, Summer's hair covered his groin. He felt her agile tongue stroking his cock like a popsicle. He sighed, a shiver of delight shaking his body.

When the girl tried to stuff her tongue down the tiny pin-prick hole in the end of his cock, Bill cried out, "Unnggh! That… that's… great!"

Summer barely heard. Blood pounded fiercely in her ears. It was like the ocean's surf in her head as her pulse accelerated as her excitement mounted. She felt the emptiness in her cunt again. She felt the need to be fucked. But more important at the moment was her mouthful of cock.

She began sucking the boy's length back into her mouth. The suction made him wiggle around, but she kept him trapped with her mouth. He was impaling her face, threatening to fuck it if his hips managed to take control away from his mind. Summer didn't care what happened. She loved the taste of cock, couldn't get enough.

Her teeth lightly scored the sides of his shaft. The dick vibrated in tempo to her brother's heartbeat. Her lips were pursed into a circular shape. She took his entire length without gagging. She wasn't a Linda Lovelace, but she didn't have to be to take seven inches of cock down her throat. It was easy, and she'd practiced a lot at it.

By straightening out her windpipe in just the right way, she took the teenager's cock into her throat. Every time she swallowed, it massaged the buried glans just a little more.

She knew that it wouldn't be long before he jetted out his heavy load of jism. The way his cock began to expand with lust told her how near the point of explosion her brother was. She reached out and began to fondle his heavy balls.

Bill groaned in delight. He felt his control slipping away as his sister began to suck on his cock, lightly gnaw on the rubbery head, and grip just behind the head with her teeth. But it was her fondling of his hairy sac filled with creamy semen that was robbing him of his control. His hips lifted off the tiny stool and shot forward. He wanted to cram his peter in his sister's mouth. He wanted to face-fuck her until he came.

Summer felt the first tentative thrust into her mouth. She wanted that cock in her mouth as badly as her brother wanted to stuff it in. To encourage him, she began to suck harder. Her tongue rolled around the tender tip of his glans. To keep his passion as fever-pitched as possible, she squeezed gently on his balls. She could feel the nuts inside the sac tumbling and churning, ready to boil over.

Her tongue pressed firmly down on the end of his prick. The tiny hole seemed to expand the harder she pressed. She heard her brother moan, then the cock came sailing into her face, hard, fast. He was face-fucking her with all the power in his hips.

She kept her mouth tightly held around the ramrod of meat. The thought that the prick in her mouth was her brother's turned her on even more. Her cunt began to flow with a renewed torrent of cunt juice.